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Chloe's POV.

"N-nick?" I asked. It came out a whisper. He studied me, then came closer.

"You can see me?" He asked, his voice husky. I slowly nodded, and glanced at Tori, who was now staring at me blankly. Emmeline yelped and stretched her arms out toward Nick.

I swallowed and looked back to him. "How did you escape?" I asked quietly, praying he didn't answer the way I though he would.

He looked me up and down grimly.

"I didn't." His green eyes bore into mine. My heart snapped.

They'd killed Nick.

He was a ghost.

I had to look away. "W-w-why are you here?" I whispered. Tori stood, a confused look on her face.

"Chloe?" She asked, looking in the general are I was talking to. I pursed my lips.

Nick glanced at her, then looked back to me. "It's…them." His face darkened. Tori, who was now standing behind him, mouthed "Ghost?"

I nodded to her, and she went to pick Emmeline up.

"Them? The Edison Group?" I asked. I heard footsteps in the hall and turned to find Simon and Derek, staring at me, both of them looking confused.

When I turned back, Nick was studying Derek with an indescribable expression. It was the look I imagined a father would have glancing down at his son's dead body at a wake.

That grim thought darkened my mood even more.

Nick nodded turned back to me and nodded. "I needed to warn all of you, and Adele," He now looked pained. "That…The Edison Group…they're planning."

"Planning what?" I asked anxiously. In that second, my hopes for a break from danger had totally disappeared.

Derek came up behind me. "Who is it?" he whispered in my ear. But I couldn't answer; My throat had gone dry. I mean, I couldn't exactly say Oh, no one, just your dead father.

"They're planning and ambush. And they're kidnapping people. To build up an army. To take you down." Nick's face became deadly serious.

My heart sped up. An army?

"When are they coming?" I asked. Everyone around seemed focused on me now. Everyone was silent.

Nick shook his head. "No idea. But be ready. They've got some nasty tricks…" He shook his head again, this time sadly. "And…can you tell Adele that-"

"So Tori, I think the reason for the rapid development-" Adele said, stepping into the room. When she caught the tension in the air, she stopped.

"What's wrong?" She said quickly. Nick moved past me to her. He stroked her cheek. Adele shivered.

"Oh Adele." Nick murmured, his voice hushed.

"There's a ghost," Tori explained, cradling Emmeline against her chest.

Adele looked around. "Do you know him?" She asked. "What has he told you?" She moved toward me know, face expecting. Simon stood behind her, looking worried.

I had to tell them.

Adele couldn't go on thinking he was alive, could she?

It would be wrong to give her false hope.

"I-it's…" I had to take a deep breath. "It's Nick." I finished, and took another breath.

Adele stared blankly at me for a minute, then her hands flew to her mouth.

"No." She cried. "No."

Nick wrapped his arms around her, but they went through. He turned back to me quickly. "Tell her I love her." He demanded.

I swallowed. Derek grabbed my hand and held it to his chest.

"He says he loves you," I said, but my voice cracked. Seeing Adele look so devastated….It broke my heart.

Adele broke into sobs then. Simon stood behind her, his brows furrowed. Tori looked away from Adele, and Emmeline reached out again toward Nick. She let out a little yelp.

Nick looked as if he was about to cry, too, at that moment, but instead, he paced the room quickly.

He turned up and looked at me again.

"Tell her I'm sorry. Tell her I was stupid. Tell he I missed her. Tell her I'd give anything to be with her…" He looked away again.

I took a breath and translated to Adele. She looked up for a second, tears still running down her cheeks, and coughed out an "I love you, too."

It was heart-wrenching.

Derek came down to my ear again. "Why is he here?" he asked in a hushed tone, letting Adele have her moment.

I turned to him. "The Edison group is on to us. They're kidnapping people. To build an…an army, and to take us down." I said under my breath. His eyes anxiously scanned my face. "When?" He asked, his voice nervous.

I looked around again. Tori, Simon, and Nick were all trying to comfort Adele.

I turned back to him. "He doesn't know," I glanced at Nick. "But soon." I concluded. Derek took a second to take it all in, and then he rushed out of the room, going who-knows-where.

Nick turned to me, glanced at the door, then back at me.

"Chloe," He said, his voice so gruff, so raw with emotion, it made my insides melt. I nodded. He came closer to me.

"Take car of her," he almost whispered. I nodded. His eyes burned into mine. "Please. And make sure to tell Derek that he is-" He stopped, and his form sizzled. His face went blank.

"Nick?" Adele asked, her voice husky. I think he turned to her, but I couldn't be sure; I couldn't really make his form out anymore.

"Nick?" I echoed. All I could see now was a sort of mist in the place he used to be. All I heard, was one last strained "Adele…"

And then he was gone.

I tried to pull him back, but it didn't work. I furrowed my brows and tried again, but gave up. So many emotions ran in me, I couldn't focus anymore.

"Nick?" Adele sniffed again.

The Edison Group was on their way. Our moving hadn't done anything. They were kidnapping. Forcing people to join them. To go against us?

Could we ever get a break?

I turned slowly to Tori, Simon, and Adele.

"He's gone." I whispered.

And Adele broke into sobs again.

Derek told Aunt Lauren and Kit, who were know in the kitchen with Adele, discussing what the hell we were going to do.

Everyone sat in the living room in a daze; Tori, holding the Tristan, blankly staring off into space. Simon; drawing something, his expression also blank. Across from him, sitting on the floor, was Avril, who also seemed to be doing something on paper. She seemed the happiest of the bunch, her face calm as she scribbled into a pad of sticky-notes. I wondered how she got them.

Last came Derek and I, sitting on the couch, blankly staring t the T.V. Derek flipped through channels looking for something cheery. He flipped to a news channel.

"-What seems to be a mass kidnapping here, in Buffalo, New York." The prim news lady's voice said through the T.V.

I immediately turned my attention to it.

"Nathan Bozian, an eighteen year-old graduate from local art school, went out last night with friends to what was to be a normal, teenage house party,"

The screen scanned to a very fimallar place, and my jaw dropped.

My old school.

The "local" art school.

Nathan Bozian.

Nate.

Oh.

My.

Freaking.

God.

The screen now scanned a picture of Nate. God, did he look older. But his smile….that stayed the same. And his eyes.

Yes, this was definitely Nate.

"The problem?" The lady paused for dramatic effect. "Nathan never returned home." The lady said. I sat on the edge of my seat.

My heart beat double time.

"No," I whispered.

"Chloe?" Derek asked, his brows furrowed.

The screen now showed Nate's mother, who's hair was now graying and had bags under her eyes. She looked…sick..

She sniffed. "We waited and waited. He usually doesn't stay out this late. This is so horrible," Mrs. Bozian's eyes began to water. "I don't want any mother to go through this." She started crying again.

"Nathan wasn't the only one missing.. Police reports all over the city report missing teens, and in one or two accounts, adults, too. Among the missing are Thalia Messings, Jacob Florez,"

Their pictures scanned at the bottom of the screen as the lady announced their names. Thankfully, none of the others seemed fimallar.

"-Tina DayWolf, Peter Johnston, Ben Longing, Jason Kings, Natalia Readings, Ian Makes, and many more. You can go to our website for a list of all the missing, and if you know anything about the kidnapiing, please, we urge you to call Police." The lady on the news finished.

The screen turned now to a middle aged, grey haired man. "Thank you, Jean. Breaks my heart to see such beautiful young people like that go missing." The man shook his head, then slowly smiled. " Now, on a lighter note, today-" he rambled on about some festival in California. But I didn't listen.

I was way to busy trying to comprehend what I had just learned.

The Edison Group kidnapped Nate.

Did they know I knew him?

Was this blackmail?

"Chloe?" Simon asked, he now turned and looked at me. I realized everyone was looking at me. And I still had my mouth open.

But I didn't shut it. I couldn't move.

Finally, I remembered how to swallow again. Then how to move my jaw.

Then, I shouted,

"Aunt Lauren!"

Ba-ba-DUMMMMMMMMMMMM!

Lol. Okay, sorry about the whole new thing, im not a new reporter, I don't know how that report would've gone. I just made it up as I went along.

And I know your pissed Nick's dead. SORRY. L

And ill give you some news about CHASE in the next chapter. Some time soon.

Predictions? Comments? Anything?

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