Second chapter! It's a new arc, because the other chapter was just a test run. But by the way, if you see any names that aren't capitalized, please tell me. Because JP just loves using nouns as names, Word autocorrects them. I mean come on. Ratchet? Fang? Nudge?

The Line between the Supernatural

Max

It's finally the weekend. Meaning a break from school. My mom wasn't too thrilled about how we handled our first day, (beating up jocks/teachers, blowing up classrooms, ect.). So for the past week, we've had to try harder to fit in.

Which for a group of mutants? Is harder than it sounds.

But now, we have a break. Even if it's just two days.

"Max Max Max!" Nudge came running into my room yelling.

I sighed. Why do I get the feeling I won't be relaxing this weekend? "Yeah Nudge?"

She grabbed my hand and pulled me of my bed and down the hallway into the living room. "You have to look at this! It's like some news report and it's talking about this old shack in town that's apparently been haunted or something and me, Angel, and Gazzy just thought that-."

I shushed her to listen to the news report that the kids were so into.

The news showed a clip of an old rundown warehouse. "The old cotton factory in town has yet again shown supernatural signs, and this time has put a teenager in the hospital."

I rolled my eyes. They probably just messed with something they shouldn't have, gotten hurt, and blamed it on a ghost.

The news clip showed one of the boys in a hospital bed. "Yeah, I mean, some of our friends had gone there and mentioned some weird things going on when they went there, so we checked it out. And, it was fine at first. Then after a few minutes there was this big bang, and then a part of the ceiling randomly came down and fell on me! And some boxes fell onto Mark, and then we heard this screeching noise, I think it was trying to say something. It was freaky man."

I turned the volume down. "Don't worry about it guys, it's just some teenagers doing something stupid."

Gazzy looked up at me with his big blue eyes. "Max, are you sure? It seems kind of like it could be real."

I looked at them sternly. "Guys, ghosts are not real. They're just something that some paranoid people made up, and all the big marketing labels jumped right on it." They still didn't look convinced. "Besides, even if it was, you guys wouldn't be aloud to go there."

As I walked out and back down the hallway to my room I called over my shoulder, "And that's final!"

Angel

Right when I heard max's bedroom door close, I turned to my brother. "We are so going to check out that cotton factory."

He grinned. "Definitely."

Nudge looked nervous. "But are you guys sure? I mean, Max said-."

I cut her off before she got off topic. "Nudge, don't worry, we've dealt with worse things than ghosts. Right?"

She bit her lip. "Well, I guess."

"Then it's official." I said. "We are on a mission to search the warehouse." I heard some of Gazzy's thoughts about making bombs and smiled.

This'll show the others that the three of us can do just as good as them.

Later that day, at the factory…

The three of us squatted down behind a tower of rotted cardboard boxes to take a look around.

The factory was probably back from slavery times by the looks of it. There were old machines covered in cobwebs and spider webs. Rats scurried around the dirty, bloodstained floor. Cardboard boxes towered all around, and there was a second story that was half destroyed.

After a few minutes of not seeing or hearing the thoughts of anything, we all stepped out from behind the boxes.

Gazzy's eyes searched the room still. Nudge fiddled with a loose string on her shirt. I walked over to an area that was messier than the rest of the warehouse.

"This must be where those teenagers were attacked," I pointed out to them.

The Gasman kicked one of the empty boxes that littered the floor. "That thing must've been angry."

"Maybe they don't like the idea of anyone being at their home," Nudge added, strangely silent. She never likes the idea of disobeying Max.

"I would think that they'd rather be in heaven than this dump." I said. "I mean, isn't it supposed to be like a paradise?"

"What if they know that they're not going to be able to go heaven, because of all the bad things they did," Gazzy wondered.

"But isn't God supposed to forgive everyone if they ask?" Nudge asked.

My brother stared at her. "I hope not. I would hate to see someone like one of the whitecoats in heaven."

"I think even God has a line drawn at some things." I added.

A glint on the floor caught my eye. As the other two continued their conversation, I walked over to it. It was a necklace, rusted from age. At once it was probably pretty, a thick ring of tiny diamonds that hung on a silver chain. I turned it over in my hand a few times.

Then a piercing shriek stopped the conversation and froze us in our spots. The shrillness nearly made my ears bleed.

"Found the ghost." Gazzy's statement was followed by a long silence.

I searched for the presence of a mind somewhere.

My powers don't work on ghosts? I thought and started to panic on the inside. That threw away our whole plan.

A few towers of boxes toppled over and broke the silence. I jumped to the side and heard Nudge scream.

"Guys!" I called out to them. "Go to the second floor to u and a!"

I took a chance to try to make a dash for the stairs. Flying around this thing is too risky.

Not even five feet later and I was pined up against the wall by a freezing grip of something that I couldn't see. It's 'hand' wrapped around my neck and squeezed tighter. I gagged, and watched Gazzy get thrown across the room. There's more than one? Oh no.

Nudge called out to someone in surprise. The ghost seemed to recoil and it disappeared in an instant. I slid to the ground coughing.

Max and Maya came flying in and landing right next to Nudge. Maya went to work checking her out for any major damage. Max ran over to my brother and picked him up bridal style. She set him down next to Maya. Her eyes searched the warehouse.

"Max!" I yelled. Then I broke out into another coughing fit. She ran over to me.

"Oh." She pulled me into a hug and picked me up. "I told you all not to come here."

"S-sorry." So much for proving a point.

Max sighed. "I'll get onto all of you later. Now let's go home."

Nudge was fine to fly by herself, but Max made the Gasman and I be carried by her and Maya.

"I can not believe you guys went to that factory." Max began her lecture a few minutes into the flight. "You could've gotten hurt worse than you did."

"Max, we're fine, really." Gazzy told her.

"You're still getting checked out by Dr. M." Maya insisted. Her and Max are so much alike…

"What happened anyways?" Max asked.

"It was the ghost Max!" Nudge said.

Maya and Max shared a glance and rolled their eyes. "It looked more like you guys got careless and knocked over a whole bunch of boxes."

"No! It was a ghost! More than one probably." I told them.

Max sighed. "Listen, we'll talk about this after you guys are checked out and hopefully come to your senses."

I groaned, but let it drop. It was clear that Max and Maya weren't going to believe us, even though we had clearly been attacked by something supernatural.

I had one of my feelings that this was important, that we were supposed to do something about these ghosts.

I just had to get Max to believe me enough.

Chapter two for you all. The plot isn't that interesting now, but it'll pick up in the next few chapters or so. For now, review and tell me what you think.