Saint Elizabeth's Public Library, Midnight
"Everybody, get to cover!" Charles yelled while running behind some bookshelf that were still standing.
Ophelia almost attacks the ghosts immediately, ignoring Charles, but in the end she decided to make a tactical retreat and follows him, isn't like she wasn't scared or anything, she just wanted to analyze the situation better, that's all.
Gaston on the other hand, wasn't so lucky; before he could do anything the ghost threw dozens of books at his direction, practically burying him in them.
The ghost then began to move around the library looking for the other intruders.
"Do you think he's alright?" Ophelia asked Charles in whispers hiding behind the bookshelf.
Charles stared the pile of books that had the ally for a moment. "Suuuuuure? He seemed like a strong guy, he can take it… probably."
The young ghost hunter wasn't completely sure about his answer, but isn't like the could make anything else at the moment. "What now then?"
"Well usually I just ask de ghost what dey want and give it to dem, normally is something simple," Charles explained, in the distance they could hear an explosion followed by some books flying around. "But this time it may be a little more difficult." He finished with a sheepishly smile.
Ophelia just look at him for a few moments. "I'm going to shoot her." Was the only thing she said before going out of cover and running to were the ghost could be heard.
"…Ok, I will… I tink, I just going to rescue Gaston from his tomb of books." He really wanted to help her, but he had the feeling that they would need all the help they could get.
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Ophelia heard the ghost before looking at it.
"LET ME GO YOU MONSTERS."
The hunter was a confuse for the sentence, she knew that some ghost's mind were trapped in the moment of their dead, but those were usually very weak ghost, and considering the destruction that this one had cause, she certainty wasn't weak, well Ophelia could analyze her after capturing her.
She prepared herself when she was close enough to the ghost, she aimed the barrel of the AE-Pack right at the ghost and took a big breath, ok, you can do this, your first ghost, can do it, time to make grandpa proud, she thought, then she pressed the trigger… and failed.
The beam of energy passed very close to the ectoplasm being, but missing for a few centimeters and Ophelia could help but yell in frustration. "OH COME ON!"
The ghost immediately rushes at her.
"GO AWAY!"
Her yell makes Ophelia fall to her knees at pain, then a bunch of books controlled by the ghost crash at her, sending her flying across the place, right to the side of the pile were Gaston was.
Charles –that were to taking some of the books off the pile- just stared wide eye at her, before a little smirk appeared in his face. "Did you catch her already?"
"Ughhhh" Was the only thing Ophelia could say.
"Are you alright?" The smirk fade from Charles face a little bit of worry could be heard in his voice.
"Ye… Yeah." Was the young woman answer, with all her strength she did a thumps up.
"What were you tinking? Even if you could hurt de ghosts with dat strange weapon of yours den what? You can't just kill a ghost, dey just reform later." Charles asked with a rise eyebrow.
"I –ugh- I was going to… -uff- to use this to capture it." Ophelia said raising a small cube in her hand.
The cube was of the side of a small ball, with yellow and black lines to its sides and here was a hatch in all the sides.
"Huh? What does dat d-" Before he could finish his question, they were interrupted by the ghost one more time.
But before the dead woman could reach them, Gaston raises from the piles of books with his trumpet at hand.
"No one is lauder than Gaston!" He then took a huge breath of air all blow it all in his instrument, the loud noise make the ghost stop in the middle of the air, twisting at pain.
Charles looked from the ghost to the strange cube in Ophelia's hand, and with a shrug he took it a throws it at the ghost.
Luckily the cube fell right under the ghost, for a few moments nothing happened, until the cube suddenly releases an implosion that absorbed the ghost inside it.
Gaston stopped and hear was just silence.
"…That joke was bad." Ophelia said still in the floor.
Gaston for his part just blushed a little. "It was Mister Charles idea… I thought is a bit funny too." He whispered the last part.
Charles just chuckled. "Yeah we wanted to surprise the bitch, and what I just told you Gaston? Is just Charles," He said smacking the huge man in the back. "And what was that cube anyway? It was awesome!" He asked while offering his hand alongside Gaston to help Ophelia to get up.
This time it was Ophelia turn to blush. "Thanks, I invented… well I use an old blueprint and make some modifications, is less powerful than the original, but more safe to use and easy to make in mass, and thanks to the proton implosion the ghost don't need to be move! I call it 'Ghost Cube'!" She answered with a smile, accepting their hands.
Gaston raised a hand to his chin while pondering about something. "'Ghost Cube'… Isn't that a reference to something else?"
"N- NO!" The blush in the face of Ophelia just got redder.
Charles had a big smile in his face. "Are you sure? I tink a heard something similar but with monster? I tink it was called Po-"
"I said no!"
Charles and Gaston just laughed a little, the ambient much more relaxed now that their job was done.
Until they began to hear the sound of hands clapping slowly.
From the shadows an old man comes out, an old man that they had seen this night, Marshall Smalls, that man that had hire them.
"Excellent job young ones! Now if isn't much trouble, could you give me that ghost?" He asked while extending his hand.