Lynn has been watching Lucy for the last few days; she suspected that there was more than meets the eye, but knowing how Lucy is she would never tell her what was happening. Lynn was no stupid, she knew something was up since that day where Lucy started to act weird, but if her sister didn't want to admit it, Lynn would have to find it out by herself.

Right now she was in the Royal Woods Middle School. The sports class was a walk in the park for her since she was good in everything the teacher makes them do; she even replaces the teacher sometimes when he's busy or doesn't want to work. The thirteen years old was receiving an especial training since she was part of the athletics team, and within two weeks they would be facing many other schools along Michigan to classify for the national competition. She was warming up right now, stretching and breathing deeply to relax her body and mind. She was in the start line, but her head was elsewhere thinking in many things, and one of those things was Lucy; the latter told her not to worry about her, that she was okay, but Lynn didn't buy that. She knew Lucy very well, and she knew that when she was up to something, she would behave different from her usual self.

The jock was so lost in her mind that she didn't notice the shot that indicated the start of the race. She heard a couple of girls calling her name and telling her to start running; she woke up and the first thing she saw was a pair of girls halfway to the finish. Lynn began to run as quick as she could, but it wasn't enough to catch up with the other competitors who were now in the finish line. The jock slowed her path and cursed for herself; this Lucy thing had her anywhere else but where she is supposed to be, and that's harming her sports and school performance.

"What the hell was that Loud?!" The trainer asked angrily. The sporty girl didn't know what to say or what to do, so she just looked down with shame. She knew her teacher had all the reason in being upset; she was the star of the team, and failing that bad on the trainings made her angry as well. Lynn walked towards the benches to sit and clear her mind; thinking what was happening in the house was distracting her, which was reflected in her last two trainings. The girl sat with her hands holding her head; the girls competing in the race approached her and called her attention.

"Hey Lynn, what happened back there?" A blonde girl called Vicky asked.

"I don't know, I… was thinking, that's all." The jock said without looking at the girls.

"It's something wrong, Lynn?" a tall girl with brown her asked. Her name was Polly.

"Well…" Lynn began. "I… don't know girls…"

"Come on Lynn, were friends; you can trust us." Polly said.

"Alright girls." Lynn said. "My sister Lucy has been acting weird lately; she's quiet and one barely notice she's there, but in the last few days she has been more quiet than usual. She barely is in our room, we barely see her in the house and when we look for her in the vents she's not there. She's my sister, and I'm worried about her."

The two girls sat at each side of Lynn, drawing her attention.

"Lynn, I didn't want to say this until I knew it was true, but my little sister told me that there were rumors about your little sister being picked up by some kids at school." Vicky said.

Lynn woke from her thoughts when she heard those words; she suddenly got up and faced Vicky, grabbing her by the neck of her shirt.

"Why didn't you tell me that?!" Lynn asked, clearly upset.

"I wasn't sure if it was true, my sister just told me that there were rumors but never said that it was true." Vicky replied. Lynn released her friend and then walked to a wall; she laid her head on it and with her hand she hit it.

"I'm gonna make those bastards pay." Lynn said with anger in her eyes. She walked to the door, but then her friends stopped her.

"Wait right there, punisher." Polly said. "Don't do something you may regret."

"Then what I'm supposed to do Polly?!" Lynn asked startled. "Just sit there and let those assholes beat my little sister?!"

"No, but you can't go around and beat kids just because of some rumors. What if it is a lie?" Vicky asked.

"Well, I'm going to find it out." Lynn said, passing her friends and exiting the room.


Lynn was now walking down the sidewalk; she still couldn't believe that her little sister, her roommate and her best friend was being teased by some pricks in the school. She not only felt anger, but also sadness because her little sister didn't trust her enough to tell her something that important. Was it because she thought that she would overreact? Lynn only wanted to protect her, and if protect her means that Lucy would think of her that, then she would run the risk. The first thing she would do once she arrive the house would be confronting Lucy.

The girl was walking while her mind was in other place, which caused her to crash against a woman.

"Watch where you going girl, are you blind?" The woman said. She was a middle aged woman wearing a formal suit of those that lawyers or important people use. She seemed clearly upset, but that didn't give her the right to talk that way to Lynn.

"And you watch where you're standing, why were you standing in the sidewalk?" Lynn asked in the same tone as the woman, but then she saw that she was not the only one standing in that place. "In fact, why is this people here, what happened?" Lynn's voice changed from upset to curious.

"There was an accident; a kid was hit by a truck." The woman said. "Now get out of my sight."

Lynn ignored that last, and on purpose she went inside the crowd, pushing the woman in the process. Her heart started to race; she couldn't help but think in her sister Lucy, she thought that she may be that kid the rude woman said, and that thought really scared her. Once she reached the center, she could she a horrible scene: a kid lying in a pool of blood, his body completely messed up and one of his legs seemed to be ripped from him in the most violent way. It shocked her, but the fact that her thoughts were wrong calmed her nerves a little. Yet she felt bad about the kid, but that didn't keep her from walk away from there.

Once she arrived to the house she went to the kitchen; she needed to refresh herself, and what's better that an cold Dr. Pepper when you're thirsty? Lynn grabbed the can from the fridge and went upstairs. The jock was about to enter her room, but suddenly she heard a strange noise coming from other door; she approached Lola and Lana's room, and when she was about to open the door the knob moved and the door opened, revealing Lola in front of her. The little princess looked different; she wasn't wearing her tiara and she didn't have her make up applied. Her eyes were swollen, just like if she were…

"Excuse me, Lynn." Lola said with her usual polite/get-out-of-my-way tone. Lynn looked at her suspicious, but after some moments she stepped out of her way. As the little princess passed her, Lynn thought in ask her was happening, but the little girl got in the bathroom. Lynn then entered the room and the first thing she saw was Lana lying in her bed, surrounded by some of her many pets like her snake, her lizard, and the family pets. Lynn suspected that she was sleeping, so she left the room as quietly as she could without noticing the wet spot in the rug.

Now, in front of her room she finished what was left of the soda, and when she was about to enter, she could hear something coming from inside, this time coming from behind that door. The jock opened it a little, seeing her little sister sitting in her bed with the strange book in her lap and her back towards the door.

"I can't believe it… it worked…" Lucy said as she held something that looked like a photograph in her hands. "Great grandma Harriet, the spell worked!" She said with excitement; Lynn didn't know what she was talking about, but she had a bad feeling about all that. Lucy likes all about black and death and…

Nah. Maybe she was exaggerating… maybe she would give Lucy the benefit of the doubt, maybe it wasn't anything bad. The jock opened the door slowly, and going forward she talked to Lucy, who seemed not to notice that her sister was now in the room.

"Hey Luce." Lynn said. Lucy jumped in fright, dropping the photos and the book.

"Lynn, w-what are you doing here? Weren't you supposed to be in your training?" The black-loving Loud said, totally nervous and trying to pick the things.

"I came home early. What are you doing?" Lynn asked. She noticed how nervous Lucy was, and that gave her a bad feeling.

"I… I was writing something in my… my book." Lucy replied, stuttering a little. Lynn of course didn't buy that, and she wanted to dig a little bit into the subject.

"That doesn't look like your poetry book." The jock said. "I didn't know you speak… what is it? Latin?"

"There's a lot you don't know about me." Lucy said almost like a whisper. However, Lynn could hear it perfectly.

"And why do you have those photos?"

"That's none of your business." Lucy said bitterly, putting her stuff into her backpack. Lynn was taken aback by her little sister's sudden change of attitude, but she wouldn't let her sister notice that.

"Well, I'm sorry sis, I just-"

"I need to go." Lucy said, getting up quickly and going through the door, leaving a very confused Lynn in the room.


After the little argument she had with Lynn she needed a break, and what was better for someone like her than spend some time in one of her favorite places: the Graveyard. The place was silent and lonely, which was perfect for someone who wanted to rest from her problems.

The entrance of the place was always closed, but for Lucy it was not a problem since she could always jump the wall. Once inside she walked through the graves; looking around, she saw the graves that were inside a mausoleum. Lucy never understood why rich people always spend a lot of money in making such expensive buildings for those who were gone; we all end up in the same place, so why bother in waste money on such a banal? Expensive constructions will not make them go to a better place, because she knew that the money rot the soul. People who have money are mean, and mean people have money, or at least that was how she saw things.

She went to the center of the graveyard where a big tree was standing tall; under it was a tomb that belonged to a girl called Alexa Morgan, who lived from August 12, 1708 to May 4, 1718. Lucy once had a talk with her; she said that she died from a strange disease the medics couldn't tell what it was. She described the symptoms to Lucy, and the goth quickly recognized that disease, it was cancer. That was the only and the last time they talked.

"Dear Alexa, please excuse me for interrupting your eternal rest." Lucy said while giving a reverence; she knows a lot about death, and she knows that people who passed away don't like when live people disrespect their last rest place. After that, she climbed the tree until she reached a long thick branch; it was the perfect one to rest since she could even stand on it, and the top of it was flat, which allowed her to sit and even lay on it. The girl sat, and then she grabbed her backpack; she usually had arguments with Lynn about normal sisterly things like don't put your dirty sweaty football helmet on Edwin, or could you please stop using our room to make your séances?

Lucy hated to fight with her, but since they were so different it was almost impossible not to. She took a quick glance to all the stuff; the candles were there, the book was there, the photos were…

"Oh no…"

Lucy looked at the pictures, seeing that there were only five of them including the darkened one. She picked her things too quick that she probably didn't notice what she picked or what she didn't.