Hey guys! So i decided to continue this since you wanted me to. Thank you so much for the encouraging reviews, the favs and the follows. You are the best!

Also, i think this is the longest chapter i'll ever write.

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Desclaimer: I don't own Kickin it.

Despite almost being in November, the air was fairly warm. It wasn't the usual chilly one that sent shivers down your spine. Not at all. It was was cozy and the whole atmosphere made you feel at home. Like this town was what you've been searching your whole life. A place where could always be comfortable. The ideal place where everyone knew and treated eachother like siblings. The place where you would never feel left out. The place where you belonged.

This was the vibe that radiated off of Seaford everyday. This was the feeling everyone got.

It was almost 11 pm and people were still scattered everywhere talking, dancing to the music and the adults more than once felt the little kids colliding into them in their desperate attempts to move past the huddles they formed. Everyone could clearly tell that their kids were just trying to avoid them as much as possible because they knew their parents would make them stop doing whatever it was that they were doing, and then they would be stuck all night by their parents' side and knew all to well that they could kiss their fun goodbye.

But the parents had no such intentions, maybe because they too were having so much fun, or maybe because they didn't have the heart to ruin their kids' night yet again. But that didn't mean that the little one's didn't feel the occasional stare lingering on them

Christmas lights were wrapped around the tree branches, little hand-crafted pumpkins and bats hung off them. Almost every tree in sight was decorated, half of the light in the park was shining from the very trees.

Under a tree, huddled together, in a calm spot quite far from all the commotion, were four people. Two women and two men. One of the ladies had blonde hair and doe brown eyes that shone brightly when the light hit them. Those eyes had that sparkle in them, that represented the everlasting youth in the woman. She was very fierce and the look in her eyes, that almost always seemed to have their own smirk, told it all. She was wearing a black and white striped, 3/4 sleeved long shirt that reached her mid-tighs, black skinny jeans and knee length boots. Her hair was left down, in natural curls.

The other lady had jet-black hair and blueish-greenish eyes. Anyone could tell that she was pretty lad back. Her eyes, albeit having the sparkle in them, didn't give off the feeling of a rush. She seemed to love her life but she wasn't running on adrenaline like the other was. She was more baised. She was one of those people who could give off a smile that seemed to be able to fix anything

She was wearing and bright orange, sleeveless, knee length dress with a sweetheart neckline. Her feet were claid in black wedges and her hair was in an elegant bun.

One of the men was a brunette while the other had jet-black hair too. They both had a cool vibe radiating off of them but the brunette had a welcoming and friendly smile on his face most of the time, while the other had a smirk that adorned his lips along with a look of playfulness on his features.

They both were wearing black dress shirts and black skinny jeans. Vans and Converse to top it off.

All four of them were just talking about anything and everything, just enjoying eachother's company, completely comfortable with one another. Both the man had their arm around their woman's waist.

The blonde was Natalie.

The black headed woman was Cecilia.

The brunette was Chase.

The black headed man was Ricardo.

Natalie Crawford was leaning against her husband, Chase Crawford and Cecilia Martinez was leaning against her husband Ricardo Martinez.

The four were so absorbed in their conversation that they didn't notice their four kids running off, but that had been like 4 or 3 hours ago.

The Crawford's and the Martinez's had two kids each who were currently somewhere in the park doing who knows what. It's not like they didn't care enough to keep a close eye on them, no, they loved their children. It was just that every single time they would just sneak off and their parents knew better that to keep calling out for them. In the kids' words "They finally learned that it's usless", because it was. Besides, their kids knew Seaford like the back of their hands, just like everybody else, so what's the worst that could happen?

But was it normal that, most of the time, they were more worried about their older kids instead of the younger ones?


Meanwhile, near the very back of the park where the Woods started, completely isolated from party still going on full blast, were two kids. Even though they'll kill you if you still reffer to them as 'kids'. In their defence: "Come on! I just turned 13 for Pete's sake!"

So, yeah...

They were just sitting there leaning against the trunk of a huge tree, admiring the star filled sky that was above them while making small talk.

The moon in the cloudless sky casted a pale light on the part of the park that all those artificial ligths couldn't reach. Honestly, this was more pleasant than almost being blinded from all the lights that shone right into your eyes.

The music that was blaring through the speakers, deafening there, was only a very faint background music here.

The sound of the leaves swaying to the gentle breeze was the only one clearly audible and it was rather relaxing.

The two sat there, their lips barely moving from the mumbled words that barely left their mouths. The girl was leaning against the boy with her head on his shoulder and his arm arond her waist.

The girl was wearing a dark grey cardigan with a pink tank top under it, black leggings and Chuck Taylor's. Her hair was left down in natural curls. Her doe brown eyes were almost Always feriey. She was a very active girl, always looking for new adventures but ending up in trouble most of the time. She was tough and no one could deny it. You really didn't want to mess with her and get on her bad side but if you did, expect frowns sent your way and you being showered by pranks.

Sarcasm was her second Language and cunning was her mind.

But she also had the sweetest smile you would ever see, the smile that would grace her lips whenever she was happy. She was just like her mother.

But she wasn't the only one. She was only half of it.

The boy was wearing a black printed shirt under a black button up, black skinny jeans and orange skytops. (Anyone who can guess where i got their outfits from will get a shoutout in the next chapter!). His raven black hair was slightly spiked up. His dark brown eyes were usually filled with mischief and playfulness. His signature smirk was unmistakable. He was the prank-master, the girl was his side-kick during his famous pranks, half of them being thought up on her own.

Like the girl, he was never still, Always running around and never missing a chance to get in trouble. But he knew how to be caring, though he never thought straight before reacting. He was impulsive but luckily the girl usually talked some sense into him when it was too much. He was just like his father.

And he was the other half.

Together they were known as The Troublemakers. And they were damn proud of it.

Kim Crawford sighed as she closed her eyes for a moment, Jerry Martinez shifted his gaze from the sky and stared ahead of him with distant eyes.

Moments like these rarely happned but when they did, they lasted long enough. Moments where it was just the two of them, away form the rest of the world, not planning new original pranks but just sitting there in peace and forget who they were for a while. Just letting their mouths talk on their own, blurting out anything and everything. They didn't care about what the heck they were talking about. They just wanted their break, their well deserved break, where they could tune everything else out besides eachother.

Kim and Jerry have been best friends since they were in the box, because their parents knew eachoter long before that. They grew up doing everything together. They were the same, same personality, same passions, same crazy mind...

For this, despite their diffrence apperenace-wise, people called them The Twins.

The Twins and The Troublemakers were the two names they were labaled as but the most used one was the first.

"The Twins hit again", "Hey! Get those Twins!" Were the primal example of how the citizens of Seaford reacted to their playfulness.

They didn't have any problem being called that, they loved it. It just showed more how much they meant to eachother and their connection was unique.

Luckily though, there weren't actual twins in Seaford so nothing could be misunderstood...well, there still weren't any twins.

The now overwhealming silence was too much for Jerry as he came up with an idea

"Hey Kim, wanna go into the Woods?" His voice sliced trough the silence like a knife and it was so sudden it sartled Kim a bit.

She lifted her head form his shoulder to look up at him and then smiled, though it quickly turned into a smirk after seeing one on her best friend's face.

"Sure" she responded. With that they both got up on their feet and began making their way into their beloved Woods.

It wasn't the first time they ventured in these Woods. They loved walking around the infinite trees in the middle of the night. It was very thrilling and it gave them that feeling of a ruch cursing through them whenever they heard some kind of noise. Running around the trees, jumping over fallen branches and various trunks here and there, the feeling of the cool air hiiting them square in the face while also feeling branches and such scraping and rashing their skin and then occasionaly tripping but laughing it off, all in the middle of the night, was their thing.

They would walk around while telling scary stories, trying to scare the other but only succeeding in making them throw in any kind of comments wich lead the other to just give up.

They had been walking for about 15 minuites now just talking about what they thought the Others were doing. They had lost track of Jace and Andrè, their little brothers, when they all seperated at the beginning of the party but it didn't take a Genius to figure out what they were up tp. Gooffing off, obiously.

Kim suddenly broke out into a sprint, Jerry followed and it soon turned into a race with no paritcular target to reach


"Okay, okay fine! I call truce" Kim said in between pants. They had been running full speed and now they just had to stop before they both passed out.

"Wich means i win" Jerry replied, smirking

"What? It does not! Calling truce means no one won, they just surrender" recoiled Kim

"Yeah, but only you called truce, not me. Therefor, I WIN" exclaimed Jerry with his wierd way of thinking, wich only aggravated Kim more.

She sighed, deciding that right now she didn't want ot deal with it, considering she was tired out, so for now she gave him all the glory.

"Fine...but i'm not done with it" Jerry gulped. He knew perfectly what this meant. It meant that now he had a very detemined and angry Kim coming at him full force just to prove a point.

"Shit, i should've just kept my mouth shut. Really Jerry, really? Now you have a pissed off Kim charging at you. Maybe not now, but brace yourself" Jerry thought to himself

Kim was a black belt and everyone knew not to mess with her. Jerry thought that having a black belt as a best friend was Amazing, beacuse more than once it has come in handy, but it also had it's cons, like having first class punches being thrown at him.

When everything wuited down, Kim and Jerry observed their surrounding clearly for the first time after exiting the wood.

They were facing a very large back yard with a not-too-high railing surrounding it. They didn't need to walk around the building and face the front to know where they were. They were currently facing the back yard of the largest mansion there was in Seaford.

The masion was very old, it has been biult cetuaries ago and, surprisingly yet not-so-surprisingly, it was still standing there in all its might.

The guys walked around it so they were standing before the grand entrance. They both shared a look and seemed to read eachother's mind, pondering on wether or not to go in there. Kim and Jerry both knew what the other secretly wanted and there was no point in hiding it. Many many times have the adults said "Their adveturous spirit will be the end of them" and only this time The Twins seemed to consider it.

But no matter how much they tried to convince themselves, their hearts just wouldn't take 'no' for an answer. So after sorting it all out, they turrned to face the gigantic building before them and took the 10 dreadful steps that led them trough the main entrace. This was it. There was no going back. Here's another thing about Kim and Jerry, when they start something, backing down is not an option anymore.

There, before them, was a very large courtyard. On the other side of it was the main part of the mansion because the two other sides of the courtyard were surrrounded by long hallways connected by one end to the main central part, and the other end to the wall that had the large doorway they just passed trough.

About 8 columns on each open side of the hallway that lead to the courtyard were supprting the cieling. The light of the full moon made it easier to see, wich they were grateful for.

The part of building they were facing, the central one, was three storied and had two galleries on the two stories that ran along the whole lenght of it with big multiple arched hollows in the walls facing the courtyard. The kast story, the one on the top, was left open, it was just a large empty space. The courtyard was scattered with pots.

The building in it's whole gave off a feeling of uneasiness, as it was a further warning for Kim and Jerry not to go in there, if the rather creepy appereance of it didn't already convince them.

But they had their minds set. No going back.

Jerry grabbed Kim's hand, gave it a gentle squeeze and began to lead her across the courtyard and into the mansion. That was it. They're in there. They had heard multiple stories on this mansion and here they were about to take a personal look at it all.

They walked up the steps of the porch and pushed the door open. To say they were surprised to find the door open was an understimatment. They didn't actually expect the door to be open (I used the word 'open' three times already...). They tought they had to break in somehow.

After just shrugging it off, the went inside. They stopped, looking at their surroundings. Old styled couches, chairs and tables were scattered around the huge living room with a glass candelier hanging from the very high ceiling. On their left there was a canopy bed but with blankets. In the very back, on the left side there was a staircase. They started toward it, walking past the dust covered furniture, some of it also covered with worn out smelly blankets.

They walked up the staircase and walked down the hall, that ran along all four sides of the living room. There were multiple doors along the way but just continued walking. Jerry took a sudden right turn, while still holding Kim's hand wich caused her to jerk in his direction, collding into his back.

Both muttering a sorry, they looked behind them and found that they were on the opposite side of the front door. Kim turned around and saw a series of small connected rooms with no doors but just a very big arched hollow in the walls. The last room lead them to giant hallway. Another candelier hung above them. Jerry turned his head to his right side and saw the courtyard below. The whole right side was open with columns supporting the ceiling. Continuing forward, Kim noticed a small and narrow staircase and this time she jerked toward it, making Jerry lose balance. The sudden turn caused his shoes to squeek against the Marble pavement, the sound echoing trough the hall briefly before fading away quickly. Jerry glared at her, but she chose to ignore it, smirking to herself.

They walked up the stairs until they were facing a door. But this one was different. Very different. A thick red rope hung in front of it and a big and heavy lock was on the handle. A red string was wrapped around it. The Twins glanced at eachother and Kim grabbed a bobby pin from her hair and attempted to prick the lock. You'd think they would have second thoughts on what they were about to do, huh? No, it was too late to think about it again. The Twins were in full action and nothing can stop them.

Jerry watched Kim anxiously, as she tried to prick the lock, and just as he was about to say 'stop', even though he didn't want to, the sound of a 'click' made him shut his mouth. Kim turned her head to look at him, almost as if she sensed what was about to leave his lips and smirked, now bragging inwardly.

They ducked under the rope only to find another staircase in front of them.

"Oh God, serioulsy?" "You gotta be kidding me?" Kim and Jerry exclaimed at the same time, now getting exasperated.

They walked up them and entered another hall. The walked to the railing and looking down they realized they were on the third story of the building. The hallway circled the courtyard again. Jerry took intrest on the door on the opposite side of him, and dragged Kim toward it. There was another lock and Kim took no time in pricking it again. It was kind of amusing though, such big locks being won over by a stick. They opened the door and coughed as the dust rose in the air, blinding them for a moment.

They once again ducked under the rope and gasped at what they saw. It was probably the most decorated room thet had seen since they got here.

The moonlight was seeping through the window in their right. Various paintings adorned the walls, all the furniture was covered in a thick layer of dust, The walls had an atzec pattern on them. Kim and Jerry started roaming around the room, the couches smelled of pure mold, Kim looked into what she supposed was a mirror but it's partially crusted surface made it a bit hard to make it out.

A sudden thump made them jump five feet in the air and they snapped their heads towards the sound only to find an old vase laying on the carpeted floor.

They brushed it off, but not before gulping down the forming lump their thoaths. All the rumors they had heard on this building started bouncing in their heads all at once.

They kept walking, occasionally coughing from the dust still lingering in the air, 'till they turned to the left and stopped.

An even larger room opened up before them, a huge glass candelier hung from the cieling, with little ornaments on the floor benanth it, probably fallen from it. The paintings rapresented who they knew to be their ancient kings. They were rapresented in typical situations, like just sitting on their Thorne or being with Others. The surface of the painting was scratched and worn out but they could still see the faces.

KIm walked over to a vanity and saw ancient indian style jewllery on the desk. She went to pick up a necklace but a movement on the desk sartled her, causing her to knock over a framed picture, making the glass shatter to the ground. She looked down for a moment before looking back at the necklace. She picked it up and stared in the mirror, holding the necklace up to her meck. She smiled while staring at her reflaction.

Meanwhile, Jerry was looking intensely at a picture of a king. Not just any king, but the last one to reign. He furrowed his eyebrows "What was the dude's name? Sanders, something like that..." Jerry thought.

Kim saw another painting trough her reflection, one that her eye immediatly. It was very large and it portrayed a lady. Kim turned around and went over to it with Jerry following.

The lady was wearing a tradional indian sari. It was red and Yellow with what seemed to be White diamonds on the sleeves. She held her arms in front of her with her hands folded inwards a little. Her nails were Painted red with tradional mendhi on her hands. On her hair was a Chandra, a moon shaped hair ornament, and on her forehead was jumka, an earring with upward extension, and a bindhi, a decorative red mark. One ankle was folded on the other, with ghungroos on them, musical anklets with metallic bells on them. She was also wearing the same necklace Kim still held in her hand. Lastly, an almost mistyrious smile graced her blood red lips. (The reason i know this much about the attire is because a good friend of mine is infact indian and she helped with this when i told her about my idea. Thanks Aarti!)

Jerry and Kim were in a daze, just staring at the painting for who-knows-how-long.

But the tinkling of something snapped them out of it. They looked around, thinking they just imagined it until they heard it again. They snapped their heads at eachother, eyes wide, for the first time truly scared.

"J-Jerry...w-what was t-that?" Kim stuttered. Any other time Jerry would've teased her for being afraid, but right now wasn't the moment, especially since he was starting to sweat too.

"I-I don't know, really" he replied, fear evident in his voice. What was happening? They hadn't been this scared when they heard the rattling of a mouse. So why was a simple tinkling noise freaking them out?

Guess those rumors were finally creeping up their spines.

*tinkle, tinkle* this time closer. Kim started freaking out badly, so she grabbed Jerry's arm and dragged him back to the door.

*tinkle, tinkle* even closer than before, this time they could feel another presence in the air right next to them. Jerry grabbed Kim's hand and ducked under the red rope and brought Kim out too. They made a mad dash down the hall, not knowing where was door with that staircase. The tinkling was following them. Jerry took the lead and desperatly tried to lose it while running back and forth, dragging Kim along, who did nothing but follow, too freaked out to think straight. While running, Jerry opened various doors to find the stairs and when he finally did, he hurried Kim down them first, still thinking of her as a priority. He shut the door behind him and the Twins both dashed down the stairs, passing the other rope too. When they returned to the hallway with the columns, they realised the breath the didn't realize they were holding in. But they both took a sharp breath in when they heard that damn tinkling once again, this time louder and faster, as if mocking them of their failed attempt to escape it.

Kim and Jerry paled visibly, and they both gulped. They reced down the hallway where they saw a swing chair. It was still but then it came flying at them. Kim screamed and Jerry pushed the both of them down just on time. They scrambled back up and strated down the staircase that lead them to the living room downstairs. Kim suddenly didn't feel Jerry grip on her hand anymore and looked to her side to find him still there. Tha last thing she wanted was he best friend to get locked up in this hell hole. She turned towards the front droor when she heard "KIM!"

She whipped around and her eyes grew wide as sausers at what she saw. Jerry had stopped running and was struggling to get to lose from an invisible source. But was that growling she was hearing? Jerry must have heard it too because he immediatly screamed: "Kim, get your butt outta here RIGHT NOW!"

"What?! Are you frickin' crazy?! No way i'm leaving you alone here with...that" When Jerry let out a small yelp, Kim knew she just aggravated things more. She looked at him trying to find a way to get him free. She suddenly charged forward, ready to attack the thing but all she did was crash into a chair, knocking both of them down. She stared up at Jerry in confusion only to find a matching expression on his face too.

"Kim, please just run, it-gasp-they already have me and it should be enough. Please Kim just leave, I'll be fine" Jerry pleaded, trying desperatly to at least safe the life of his best friend. By this point, Kim had tears in her eyes, not wanting to let go.

But she didn't have a choice. Some unknown force started pushing her out, with her struggling with everything she had. Jerry stood there hopelessly watching, still unable to do anything. It broke his heart to see Kim like that, just as Kim's heart broke seeing Jerry like that.

With one final scream Kim was out the front door, but just before it closed, "I LOVE YOU JER!" resonated through the courtyard. Jerry screamed back at her "I LOVE YOU TOO KIMMY! Never forget it" His voice faded away as the front door slammed shut.

Kim dropped to her knees, finally realising a sob, then another, and another one. Finally, she did the only other thing that was left for her to do. She screamed.


Back at the party, everything suddenly got quiet. The air became chilly, it formed Goosebumps all over. Everyone looked at eachother, the only sounds being the blowing wind and the creepy music that still played from the speakers. The axienty of what was about to come next was heavily present in air. The rising force of the wind sent the banner Flying away, and for the fisrt time in Seaford, no one knew what to do.

No one knew who to talk to.

No one knew who to go to.

No one knew what happned. Or what was happening.

The wind wheezed past them, becoming stronger and stronger.


That was it people! I spent two days writing this and i hope you liked it! Review please!