I do not own 13 ghosts. I only own Jessica.
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"I understand Dennis," Jessica said as she gave Dennis a caring look. Dennis smiled softly and said, "Thanks for understanding, but how are we going to get you home?" Jessica looked at her pendant quickly and looked back to Dennis. "I don't really know. I guess I'll be brought back home when it is time for me too," Jessica answered with a shrug. Dennis shrugged too and said, "Well since you are stuck here. I warn you to be careful. Please for me." Jessica smiled and said, "Alright I'll be careful. You be careful too. Just remember that people lie Dennis." Dennis gave Jessica a confused look but nodded. A knock sounded at the bedroom door, and Dennis and Jessica looked at it. Cyrus was standing there with a fake smile on his face. Cyrus opened the door and said, "Jessica I need to steal Dennis from you for a while. It is getting late so you should rest now my dear. We will see you in the morning." Dennis stood from the bed and gave Jessica a nervous smile, and Jessica waved to them.
After Dennis shut the door behind him, Jessica took off her heels and stretched out on the bed. Jessica sighed at everything that has happened. "This is so strange," Jessica thought as she climbed under the covers. Sleep came quickly and Jessica was oblivious to the rest of the world.
"Cyrus what do you plan by keeping Jessica here?" Dennis asked angrily as the newest ghost addition was put in place. Cyrus smirked at Dennis and said, "Well she will soon learn what my plans are and I can't let her escape to tell the world. So I plan on giving the ghosts down here a beautiful addition." Dennis stood in shock at what Cyrus had said. "You can't do that to her. She hasn't done anything to deserve that fate," Dennis yelled and he turned to go tell Jessica to run for her life, but Cyrus grabbed him. The contact of Cyrus' hand on Dennis' shoulder made Dennis go into convulsions on the floor. "You will not inform her of this or your life will be ended as well," Cyrus said with a glare. Dennis glared at Cyrus from the floor, but he knew he wouldn't be able to help Jessica.
Cyrus ordered for one of his men to see if Jessica was asleep yet. "What ghost do you think we should put her with?" Cyrus asked Dennis with a cruel smirk. "No don't let one of them kill her," Dennis yelled as he slowly pushed himself off the floor. "Oh don't worry she'll be dead before she gets put in with a ghost down here, but who should it be that she stays with?" Cyrus said. "Either the first born son or the torn prince," Dennis said quietly and Cyrus laughed darkly. "Why don't we put her in with the Jackal?" Cyrus asked darkly. Dennis looked terrified and said, "Please don't do that to her." Cyrus sighed and said, "Fine she will be put with the Torn Prince." Cyrus walked over to the Torn Prince's holder and said, "You are going to have some company very soon."
The Torn Prince glared at Cyrus and struck his bat against the glass. Cyrus laughed and saw the man he had sent to Jessica return. "Well is she asleep?" Cyrus asked the man. "Yes sir," the man answered and Cyrus said, "Good." Cyrus looked at Dennis and smirked again. "Well if you will excuse me I have a young beauty to kill," Cyrus said as he left the basement. As he walked up to the second floor, Cyrus pulled a small bottle out of his coat pocket. The red liquid inside spelled out the horrible fate that awaited the sleeping Jessica.
Jessica remained unconscious as Cyrus slipped into her bedroom. Cyrus uncorked the small bottle and tipped Jessica's mouth open. The lethal red liquid fell into Jessica's mouth slowly, and Cyrus rubbed her throat so she would swallow. Jessica swallowed the red liquid and Cyrus left her room quickly. The poison that he made her swallow worked quickly and it was painful.
Jessica's eyes shot open as she clutched her throat in pain. Her throat felt like it was burning and closing up. Her breathing was becoming short and ragged. "Help me," Jessica called out, but her voice was hoarse. Tears came to the tips of her eyes from the pain. Jessica pushed herself out of the bed and landed on the glass floor. Her vision started getting blurry, but Jessica managed to crawl to the door. "Help," Jessica yelled hoarsely as she opened her door. Cyrus was standing in the hallway and smiled at her. Jessica knew then and there that Cyrus had poisoned her to get her out of the picture. "Bastard," Jessica said in a hoarse whisper. "Now now my dear don't be like that," Cyrus said as he bent down in front of Jessica. Jessica spit in his face and Cyrus wiped it off with a glare. "Oh yes I'm sure you will fit in with the others just fine," Cyrus said and stood up. Jessica glared at him but soon closed her eyes when another wave of pain ran through her body. Her lungs tightened and she couldn't breathe. "No," Jessica whispered as she grabbed her throat. Cyrus picked her up and Jessica was in too much pain to struggle.
Cyrus walked to the basement and Jessica's world was turning black. Jessica saw Dennis yelling something, but she couldn't hear his words. Dennis' eyes were filled with rage and that was the last thing Jessica saw before her world went black.
Jessica slowly opened her eyes and her body felt weird. She felt as light as air. Jessica slowly raised a hand to her face and her skin was glowing faintly. Jessica stood up slowly and felt like the wind could blow her over. "So I see that bastard killed you," a voice said and Jessica looked to see its owner. Jessica gasped when she saw the Torn Prince standing in front of her. "I'm dead," Jessica whispered as she looked at herself again. "Yes you are," the Torn Prince said and stared at the once beautiful human that is now an even more beautiful ghost. Jessica sighed and ran a hand through her hair. "I guess it happens," Jessica said with a soft laugh. The Torn Prince smirked and walked over to her after he set his bat down on the floor.
"Why did he kill you?" the Torn Prince asked curiously. Jessica shrugged and said, "I don't know. Hey you never did tell me your name earlier." Jessica looked at the Torn Prince expectantly and he said, "I guess I didn't. My name is Royce Clayton." "Nice to meet you Royce, you already know my name is Jessica," Jessica said and stuck her hand out for a hand shake. Royce grabbed her hand and gently shook her. "Her hands are so soft," Royce thought as he ran his thumb across the top of her hand. Jessica blushed slightly at how long the hand shake was lasting and slowly pulled her hand away. Royce snapped from his daze and smiled at Jessica. "Well I guess we are stuck in here together. I've tried to find a way out, but it was to no avail," Royce said and leaned against his car. Jessica nodded and looked out the glass door.
The other ghosts were looking at her curiously and the Jackal was smirking at her. "Hello," Jessica said with a wave and the ghosts gave her a strange look. The Jackal laughed and clawed at the glass, while the First Born Son smiled and waved. "How did you end up at this house Jessica?" Royce asked curiously. Jessica turned away from the glass door and looked at Royce. "I don't really know, but strange things happen I guess," Jessica answered as she walked over towards Royce. Royce nodded and looked her up and down. "Beautiful," Royce thought and stared into Jessica's jade eyes. "Royce what can we do to pass the time? This is so boring being stuck in here, and I've only been stuck here for a few minutes," Jessica said laughing. Royce laughed too and said, "Well we could always talk and get to know each other." Jessica nodded and leaned against the car beside him. "I'm 18 years old. How old are you?" Jessica said as she gazed at Royce. "I'm 18 too. What is your favorite? Mine is red," Royce said. "Blue is so much better than red," Jessica said and gave Royce a playful glare. "No way," Royce said and did a fake appalled look.
A tap on the glass disturbed the two of them. Cyrus was smirking at the two of them and said, "Hello dear how are you enjoying the after-life?" Jessica glared at Cyrus and Royce picked up his bat. "It's wonderful but seeing your face is ruining it," Jessica said with a glare. Royce and the other ghosts laughed at what she said, and Cyrus glared. "Well I'm sure that the devil will love you," Cyrus said and smirked at Jessica's shocked face. Royce shot up and struck the glass door with his bat. "Easy now Torn Prince," Cyrus said and backed away from the door. "Well enjoy your time Jessica, because once the eye to hell is open the devil will probably take you as one of his treasures," Cyrus said and walked off laughing. "No," Jessica said as she wrapped her arms around her.