ShadowDragon357, actually they were getting married last I saw and talk about clueless and in denial that man was lost when it came to his feelings.
Hellbreaker, yeah, but as we all know the pair of ghost fights have kicked a lot of ass and this is no exception.
harrysowl, thanks for adding this story to your alerts.
I'll be your platinum, I'll be your silver, I'll be your gold
When the pair opened their eyes they found that they were in total darkness, their eyes not yet adjusted to the difference in what they had been in versus what could only be described as a void.
"Danny?" came Sam's uneasy voice. "Danny!" She heard a sound to her right and turned to see nothing of course, but she still tried to see in the darkness around her. "Danny, where are you?!"
As long as you lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love me
In another part of the darkness the halfa she had been looking for was looking for her too. He couldn't quite see in the darkness, but unlike Sam he could produce orbs of ecto energy that at least allowed him to see a few feet in front of him. Looking around him as the light flickered in his fingers he called out again hoping this time he would find the missing female.
"Sam! Sam!" With every call he could hear something in the distance, but there was no telling what it was from this distance. He continued toward it at the same time as someone let out a scream in the opposite direction. He turned away and ran toward the person yelling. "Sam!" As he ran toward the cries for help he failed to notice the pair of red eyes watching him.
Never doubt that I get what I want.
As long as you lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love me
Sam let out a squeak as she finally ran into something, her hands touching what felt cold to the touch, but seemed to be moving. Taking a step back she was blinded as a flash of blue flames passed over her head.
"Fuck!" she cried as she began to back up, the flames lighting up the room again for the Goth to see a very familiar face, well, snout. "Aragon! What the fuck are you doing here?!" The dragon let out a chuckle before reverting to his human ghost form.
"This is hell, my dear woman. A place where most of us end up. You, though should be more concerned with your own survival since all your enemies are here." Before the raven haired woman could figure out what he was talking about she found herself being forced to the ground by her former groom. The Goth fought him, her fingers scratching at him as she attempted to throw him off of her. Unfortunately for her he wasn't alone as behind him she could see the shadows move, her eyes having adjusted to the darkness.
I'll be your soldier,
The sound of her shirt ripping filled her ears and filled her being with fear making the Goth struggle harder as a scream tore from her throat. She felt the fear clutch her stronger as the real emotions she had been deprived of were forced into the back of her mind, the emotions that Death had left her with surfacing stronger now.
Slap!
Sam's head snapped to the side, the sound of her neck snapping echoing in the space as creatures circled around her. She groaned as her head began to ache, her body becoming heavier as Aragon shoved something into her throat. He held her mouth closed as she tried to spit it up, but in seconds she was forced to swallow it. The feeling of being weighed down became stronger in seconds.
"Don't worry little woman," came Nocturne's voice from her right. "This won't make you sleep, quite the opposite in fact, but you will be unable to fight as your feelings become the opposite of what you want them to be." It was a riddle and the Goth's mind was too numb to comprehend it as she felt her body shut down. As the former prince ripped the front of her shirt off, the sound of the ripping muted as Sam found she couldn't hear a thing, even her emotions were muted.
Fighting every second of the day for your dreams, girl
"We all want to fuck you up so you want to die, the feeling of having your body violated something that will never allow you peace again." She couldn't hear him, but she could read his lips, her own opening for a split second to hock a loogie into his face as she mouth fuck you.
Slap!
The sound echoed around them as he moved to complete his task in removing her clothing. As he tried the Goth beneath him began to feel the effects from the item shoved down her throat as she felt a tingling in her body, but unlike what the night time ghost has predicted she felt nothing but revulsion for the man on her and with a quick kick in the groin she shoved him off.
The sound echoed around them as he moved to complete his task in removing her clothing. As he tried the Goth beneath him began to feel the effects from the item shoved down her throat as she felt a tingling in her body, but unlike what the night time ghost has predicted she felt nothing but revulsion for the man on her and with a quick kick in the groin she shoved him off. It was as if a burst of energy had filled her, an adrenaline that she thought long gone as she looked at the man on the ground holding his ghost jewels and for some reason she found hilarity in that.
I'll be your Hova
Danny had been running for what felt like forever when he found the woman who had been screaming, her back to him, but it was the hair that caught his attention.
"Sam?" The woman paused, her body tensing as she turned to look at the halfa and what the male before him realized was he was looking at Pamela. "What the fuck?" he said as he took a step back. The woman before him began to cry, big unlady-like tears that rocked her small form.
"Fenton," she whimpered. "What-t are doing in Hell?" He explained about how he and Sam had been brought here for no other reason than denying Death a body. "Well, truthfully she deserves to rot in hell along with her fucking father, wherever that shit is." The halfa standing before her couldn't believe the words coming from the older woman's mouth, but what happened next was just downright strange as her eyes flickered to amethyst. She seemed to realize this as she turned from him to see a mirror appear on the ground before her. "Not again!"
"What the fuck is going on here? You look like Sam in some strange alternate dimension." She glared at him, her eyes turning from the mirror. She told him to take it back, but all he did was shake his head. "You shouldn't get to look like good person, but I guess this is your punishment because you were hateful to her in life and now you have to look like her." He looked around. "Where is your husband? Did he get a good punishment?" It seemed cruel of the normally nice halfa, but she told him that her husband had already been turned into Sam, but he was a younger version of the Goth and kept getting younger with time.
"This shouldn't be just our punishment!" she wailed suddenly. "She was a bad kid!"
You could be my Destiny's Child on the scene girl
Danny found that with those words that he could no longer stay quiet about the one person who managed to be as normal as she was even through all that she had suffered. He knew her suffering had been a quiet one, but now that he could see it in the flesh he found it amazing.
"No, you were a bad parent," he corrected with narrowed eyes. "She was a person and you treated her like a doll with no feelings, just someone there to dictate and dress in your little outfits!" He spit on the ground before her, his lips curling into a hateful frown. "She deserved better and in the end she still couldn't get that love that she wanted from you. No, she didn't want love," he said. "She wanted to know that as your daughter you could understand and in the end all you cared about was the hate you had for each other and the daughter that had come from that!"
So don't stress
"She was a doll!" Pamela spat. "She was to be like a good daughter should be! Hell, we even planned on sending her to fucking boarding school, but her grandmother forbade it and told us that we would be broke if we did that. That was the only reason she was even allowed to stay in that stupid public school! My mother-in-law had me by the-"
"She wanted you to be a better parent and you failed!" At that moment the sound of someone cussing hit their ears. He turned from her and looked in the direction he had come from. Without looking back at her he rushed off in hopes that he was hearing his Goth in the distance. Then it hit him that he was still in his ghost form so cursing himself he began to fly toward the sound of a scuffle.
don't cry
What the halfa came upon made his blood boil hotter than it had moments ago. Sam was standing there with nothing on her upper body as several of his male ghost foes attempted to grab her. Unfortunately for them she was faster as she kicked out at them, her big combat boots making contact with one ghost in his guy. The only one that she couldn't seem to touch was Nocturne, the ghost glaring at her as he attempted to reach her, a fist clenched at his side and that made the halfa remember what that particular ghost did to attack.
Just before his fist came out Danny was there snatching the half clothed female to his chest before taking off. The Goth screamed behind her at the frowning ghosts before mumbling something that sounded vaguely sleepy. Danny didn't stop flying until he was sure that the ghosts were as far as possible before touching down in the darkness again. Suddenly the lights came on around them and Danny was forced back into his human form, but that didn't faze the halfa as he pulled off his black top that he had been wearing to pull it over the Goth's naked top. She looked at him sleepily, her eyes glazed, but even then he watched in complete shock as she gave him a once over. She licked her lips at him, the purple toned mouth glistening with moisture now.
we don't need no wings to fly
"You okay over there?" he questioned the raven haired woman when suddenly she lurched a bit, her form swaying as if she had downed too much drink. "Sam?"
"You are one fucking sexy man," she said seconds before throwing herself onto the halfa, her lips crashing on his heatedly.