I do not own 13 ghosts. I only own Jessica.
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All of the ghosts quieted down after Cyrus left. "Jessica," Royce whispered as he walked slowly to the shaking form of Jessica. Jessica sighed and looked up at Royce. "I refuse to be a treasure to the Devil. I'm going to get all of us out of here and stop Cyrus's plan before the eye of hell is opened," Jessica said with determined eyes. Royce admired her determination and the other ghosts wished that she truly could help them except one. "What the hell can you do?" the Jackal asked angry. "I don't know but I will try to do everything I can," Jessica said as she stood from her seat on the car. "Foolish whore," the Jackal laughed maniacally.
Royce growled at the Jackal and that only caused the Jackal to loud harder. Jessica placed a hand on Royce's good shoulder and said, "It's alright Royce. We will get out of here." Royce calmed down and gave a small smile to Jessica. "Sure we will," he said and leaned back against his car. Jessica smiled and walked to the glass door. "Angry Princess can you hear me?" Jessica called out. "My name is Dana," the Angry Princess said. "Alright Dana well I know this will sound strange that I know this, but you will be the first ghost to get out of here," Jessica said and all of the ghosts looked at her like how would she know that. "How do you know that?" Dana asked curiously as she stepped closer to the glass door. "I just do, but when you get out you need to try and find a way to get us out of here. When Royce and I get out, I will help you look. At the time when we are all released there will be humans upstairs, but we need to get out of here before anyone goes to hurt anybody," Jessica said sternly. Dana nodded and the other ghosts just listened. "Alright I'll help us to get out of here," Dana said.
"Thank you Dana," Jessica said and smiled at her. Dana let a soft smile grace her features and then she turned and walked away from her door. Jessica walked back over to Royce and rested her head on his shoulder. "Are you tired?" Royce asked looking at Jessica. Jessica sighed and said, "No I'm not tired. I'm just stressed and bored. I feel like an animal on display in here, and it's horrible." Royce nodded his head in understanding and said, "Yes the only difference is that we don't have any audiences." "Thankfully," Jessica said with a laugh. Royce laughed too and he felt a strange attraction forming for Jessica. "I haven't felt like this in a long time," Royce thought as he brought a hand to his chest.
Jessica had butterflies flying around in her stomach. "I can't possibly have a crush on someone that I've known for only a little while. Can I?" Jessica thought as she placed a hand on her stomach. The dire mother smiled at the two young ghosts that were sitting side by side and she thought, "Young love how sweet." She wiped her son's mouth and her son smiled at his mother. "Can Jessica really get us out mother?" the great child Harold asked curiously. The dire mother smiled and said, "I hope so sweetie." Harold smiled and hugged his mother.
Jessica looked at the dire mother and great child and smiled happily. "If only my parents showed me only a little bit of affection like that. I would be happy with only a little, but I guess that will never happen," Jessica thought sadly and frowned. Royce noticed her frown and placed his arm around her shoulder. "What is it?" Royce whispered into Jessica's ear and she shivered. "I was just thinking about something," Jessica said softly. "About what?" Royce asked curiously. "My family," Jessica answered with a whisper. "What about them?" Royce asked as he squeezed Jessica's shoulder reassuringly. "They treat me like dirt and expect me to feed their greedy wishes. I work my life away just so they can have more money. The only family members that treat me like a family should are my grandparents. I miss them," Jessica said as she saw flashes of her grandparents' smiling faces pass across her mind.
Royce gave Jessica a sympathetic look and pulled her closer to him. "I'm sorry about how your parents are. If you want I could always give them a good whack on the head with my bat," Royce said and Jessica laughed. "I would appreciate it," Jessica said as she gave Royce a smile. Tears were rolling down her cheeks and Royce wiped them away with his thumb. "Don't cry. I hate to see anyone cry," Royce whispered softly. Jessica nodded and dried her tears. "Crying won't do any good," Jessica thought as she hugged Royce. "Thanks for cheering me up," Jessica said and she felt Royce return the hug. "It's what I do," Royce said boasting and Jessica pushed away from him laughing.
"What a whore," the Jackal yelled and laughed his crazy laugh. Royce glared at the Jackal and shouted, "Ryan shut up. Jessica is not a whore. Every woman in the world is not a whore. Just because your mother was doesn't mean every other woman is." Ryan the Jackal glared at Royce and clawed at the glass. Jessica stood in front of Royce and faced Ryan. "Please don't fight. Royce give Ryan a break. Ryan has lived a hard life and yelling at him about it doesn't help. I don't like being called a whore, but I know I'm not so it doesn't bother me. Please just try to get along with one another. Fighting amongst ourselves will not help in any way," Jessica yelled and Ryan and Royce sighed. Ryan turned away from the glass and said, "I'm still going to call you a whore."
Jessica shrugged and said, "Fine." Royce grabbed Jessica's hand and turned her to face him. "Sorry," he whispered quietly and Jessica placed a hand on his cheek. "It is fine," Jessica said and smiled softly at him. Royce smiled too and pulled Jessica to sit beside him again.
Outside in a junkyard for away, death and blood was everywhere. Dennis yelled for the Juggernaut to stop hurting the poor soul that had been trapped in his glass box. The juggernaut didn't listen and continued to kill the poor man. Dennis yelled again and walked back over towards where Calina was yelling in sorrow. The man she had come with was dead. Dennis sighed and stopped in his tracks when he saw Cyrus dead on top of one of the cars. "Why does this always happen?" Dennis thought as he left the junkyard. The trucks loaded the Juggernaut's container onto the back and left the junkyard. Life was not going as the way Dennis had hoped.
Dennis walked away from the junkyard and thought of a way to get back to the glass house and to get inside. The money promised to him and Jessica was on his mind. "That bastard Cyrus, Jessica didn't deserve to die. She was innocent and yet he still killed her," Dennis thought as he caught a ride.
Cyrus smirked as his plan was working. He hid himself to make everyone still believe him dead, but he contacted Ben Moss to start his plan. His nephew Arthur wouldn't know what hit him. "Power shall be mine," Cyrus laughed maniacally. The ghosts watched as the last ghost was put into place. The Juggernaut paced in his glass box and glared at the pathetic humans that had placed him here. The humans left and the Juggernaut glanced at the other ghosts around him. "What is going on?" the Juggernaut asked angrily. "It seems that we have been brought here to be used to open up the eye of hell," Jessica said to the Juggernaut. The Juggernaut growled and slammed his hands on the glass. "Let me out of here," he yelled and all of the ghosts turned away from him. Jessica looked at him sadly and said, "We can't get out that way." The Juggernaut just growled again and sat down in his container.
"Well when does this opening of hell start?" the Juggernaut asked angrily. "I don't know," Jessica said and grabbed Royce's hand. Royce gave her hand a strong squeeze and a small smile. "It'll be fine," he whispered and Jessica gave a small nod. "I hope so," she whispered and leaned her head on Royce's shoulder again. Cyrus walked into the basement and smiled at his newest ghost. "Now my plan will be put into action and the power of hell will be at my command," Cyrus said and smirked. "Power hungry fool," Jessica whispered and Cyrus glared at her. Jessica returned her own glare and the other ghosts did too. Royce tightened his hold on her hand, and Cyrus walked over to the stairs again. "Whether you like it or not this is what shall happen," Cyrus said and disappeared from sight. The ghosts said their rage and Jessica frowned. "Once Arthur and his family arrive, that is when the wheels will start turning and chaos will ensue," Jessica thought as she stared out into space.