Chapter 31 Spirit
Skye awoke, not like last time when he was in the hands of a beauty, but her was instead lying on his bed made of straw.
Well it was pretty late…Did she carry me here?
He sat up.
Must be…
He sighed recalling his deal with the Witch Princess.
Flashback…
"…I do need something from you…shall we make a deal?" She ask.
"That depends what kind of a deal?" He asked the intimidating witch.
"Well I let you borrow the mirror for as long as you like as long as you catch me a spirit, a ghost if you will?" She asked.
"What? You know I'm done doing that for you find another PHANTOM!" He shot at her angrily.
"Oh, but there are only four phantoms in the world, your all I have, and besides I only need one doesn't matter who or were as long as it's a human ghost, and you want the mirror?" She tested him.
"NOT THAT MUCH WENCH!" He yelled at her proposal.
"I wouldn't talk to me like that unless you care about life…" She taunted.
"You know you can't kill a phantom!" He smirked.
"I never said your life, I was talking about the little farmer girl and her mentally ill sister."
"Fine, but I get to use the mirror." He demanded.
Fades back to reality…
Blast that bloody witch to hell! (What? He has an accent)
He grabbed one of the dog tags the one with his name, he put it in the palm of his hand and chanted:
"Cloak, of death and torched soles attach to me, make me one with the phantom, and give me the true full power of a phantom, CLOAKCOME!" He chanted, then there was a flash of blue fire stuff.
Then there he stood the blue fire spirit energy flowing around him.(It looks kind of like he's on fire.)
He was wearing a long black cloak.
He walked through the woods looking for a spirit.
He came across the spirit of a man crying by the river.
There's my catch.
He walked over to the man and the man turned around.
"Do you know were my daughters are, one is a little ditsy and has brown hair the other has blonde hair, please I have to find them!" He asked desperately.
Could it be?
"Might their names be Claire, and Jill?" Skye asked.
"YES Have you seen them! Are they alright." he pleaded.
"Yes I have." Skye sighed.
"They are fine…but you aren't." Skye said placing his hand on his shoulder.
"Wha?" asked the man.
"Oh forgotten spirit go forth to the nether world to happiness" Skye whispered and sent the man to heaven.
Skye sighed again.
It was…
Skye looked around and after a wile he found a suitable ghost.
I was a large man drunk on the floor.
We can al guess how he died.
He caught the spirit and turned it to liquid, and put it in a vile.
A/N: Okay guys gatta get thi s story wrapped up so look foward to more random chapters!