Author's Note: Good news for everyone, I've decided to put my other story on hold since this story is the closest to get done so I probably will update like I used too before. Can't make promises, though. But I will live up to my word.

Juster of Rivia: Yep, that's one pretty determine killer.

Ritsu: Honestly not sure how I should respond to that. But you still got a few more chapters to go before the ending.

Alex Ho: Sorry! For ending it in a while and not updating it fast not enough!

Sapphiria: Really? Joltie mentioned me? I haven't talk to them in a while... Well, I can say Possession is something that always fascinated me so I can't really help but write it. I'm really glad you're enjoying this and I hope you enjoy this chapter!

StreetRacer-Sam: The climax is coming in a few chapters. And the reason why I was taking so long was because I was trying to write both of my stories separately. Really? What's your wish?

writergirl142: Don't worry! It's here now! :)

Bonnie would have liked to think she put up a struggle again her possessed friend instead of just acting like a scared little girl that would cry for help when she's terrified. But she did scream. She screamed for her brother to come help her. But he didn't. He didn't come to rescue her since he was probably far away from where she was.

She had thought about fighting back at one point by biting down on Ash's hand when he put his other hand over her mouth to keep her in place and from screaming. But she realized that what Ash put over her mouth wasn't his hand, it was a breather.

And it was filled with knockout gas.

Her vision blurred as her brain succumbed to the gas that was filling her lungs. The will to fight that was previously there had left her as her muscles relaxed. She had forgotten that she was in a life-death situation and she was in the hands of a murderer possessing her friend's body. She let her legs go as somebody seemed to keep her upper body hoisted. Why are they holding her up? Don't they realize that she just wants to rest?

She could've sworn she heard someone saying something before she blacked out completely. Somewhere along the lines of "I'm so sorry," but she couldn't hear it clearly. Oh well, as long as she can get some shut eyes she didn't care what the person was saying.

That was when she woke up and found herself tied to a table in what looks to be one of those weird mad scientist labs. Well, to her it was like a scientist lab since the table she was felt like one of those dissection tables. The fact her arms and legs were tied apart from each other made her feel like one of those weird creatures from the Continents.

She tried to pull on the ropes to see if the murderer got lazy and didn't tie them the whole way. Unfortunately, luck wasn't on her side as the ropes tighten around her limbs when she tried pulled them away. Not to mention the fact she was lying down with both of her arms stretched apart so she was in no position to get out of these ropes herself.

Why do survival horror movies make freeing themselves from rope look so easy?

Right, it was because they had some form of a sharp object with them or they can get to like a knife or a nail sticking out of a wall. Both objects seem out of the question; her brother would have a fit if he found her holding a knife and would often forbid her from going near one so she didn't have any exact experience with one, not to mention she couldn't even move to find a loose piece of nail.

She was basically a sitting Psyduck.

Sounds of footsteps approaching her had, thankfully, got her mind off her sad predicament. She was so loopy from that knockout gas she wasn't thinking straight. So, the first people that came to mind were Serena and Clemont coming to rescue her. But when she gazed upon a pair of dull amber orbs, Bonnie knew that the person that stood over her wasn't there to save her. Especially since she didn't like the way he was holding those scissors.

"Ash...?" She drawled out.

Ash didn't say anything. He just reached over with the scissors in hand.

Bonnie began to tug on the ropes. "Hey, wait! Please don't kill-!"

Snip.

The young girl's eyes widen when she heard the sound of scissors slicing through something but feeling no pain. She didn't even know what that lifted weight from her head was until she saw Ash move away with her ponytail in hand.

"Hey, that's my hair!"

He didn't say anything as he moved over to a drawer on her left. She did her best to burn a hole into his back while he did something with her hair, but she couldn't tell since his back was facing her. But she could tell he was doing something since his arms were moving.

"Are you the murderer of the Lewis Manor?" He didn't respond, but she's going to take that as a "yes" since his shoulders suddenly tensed. "Well, you're a big meanie! You know that? Why would you kill all those people?!" No response. "Don't you feel guilty? I mean, you killed a couple of kids! What did Tommy Lewis ever do to you?" Nothing. "Well, what about Maya Lewis? I bet you didn't even blink when you killed her!"

He moved so suddenly Bonnie didn't have to react. What she could do was screamed when the scissors came dangerously close to her face. She looked up with fear in her eyes to meet the dull eyes that were surprisingly full of rage.

"If you think," although it was Ash's voice, it wasn't familiar in her ears at all since she has never heard Ash sound so dangerous before. "That I actually enjoyed watching my sister die right before my eyes because of a mistake that I made, you're going to die by choking on your own blood after I cut off your tongue!"

With that said, Ash had moved the scissors away from her and returned his previous position by the drawer.

It took a few seconds for what he said to sink into Bonnie's terrified brain. "Wait, are you saying-? Are you Tommy Lewis?"

He didn't say anything but he didn't need too. His words were already out in the open and it was no doubt that Bonnie wasn't imagining that from that knockout gas.

"You are!" Her face suddenly turned into a frown. "So, you were the one who started to kill everyone? I don't get it; why would you do that? A-And your sister, what happened to her? How did the two of you die?"

"I didn't want to live without my sister," he said simply, finishing putting the girl's hair into a braid. He then curled it up and kept it in place with a couple of pins. After he was done he opened the drawer in front of him to reveal the rows of different colored hairs. All of them were from his previous victims that played an important part of his plan. He would always take a piece of their after he captured or killed them since he remembered how much Maya loved having her hair braided right before she cut it.

He shook his head out of those thoughts before he placed Bonnie's hair within the row and closed the drawer.

Bonnie gave him a sad look. "I guess I can understand that," she admitted. "I can't imagine my life without my older brother..."

She could hear him scoffing. "If that's true, why did you leave him to die?"

"Hey, if I were to stay behind then we both be dead! If they were any other options where you didn't stab Greninja - which, I bet, Ash is giving you a really hard time for but you practically deserved it since that's his Pokémon - I would have picked it rather than to leave my brother all alone with you! Well, him and Ash all alone with you. You get the idea!" Bonnie shouted offensively.

When he turned around Bonnie was actually surprised when she found him smirking at her. "And why am I bad company?" He asked as he neared her, no longer carrying the scissors but a scooper. The way he was holding the instrument made Bonnie fidget a little.

"Well, you did kill a lot of people over the years," she pointed out before a horrible thought crossed her mind. "Wait, did you killed him?!" The thought of seeing her brother's lifeless eyes while he laid in a pool of his own blood made her heart stop.

Ash smirked as he clicked the scooper. "Oh, don't worry. He's alive," this made Bonnie sighed in relief. "But I can't say the same thing for you."

"Wait, what-?!" Bonnie screamed when Ash raised the scooper over his head with clear intentions of ending of her life with those sharp edges. The moment she saw the scooper falling towards her left eye Bonnie knew her fate was sealed.

Or it would've been if the scooper didn't stop just mere inches above her.

Bonnie let out a breath she didn't know she was holding in as she felt her heart pounding right behind her chest. Never before through their entire journey had Bonnie saw her whole life flash the way it did. It left a dreadfully cold feeling in her veins that probably won't go away for a long while.

Sounds of groaning brought her attention back to Ash, who looked torn between bringing the scooper down on her or lift it from her face. She could tell it was a constant struggle from the way Ash's arms shook with the extreme effort to not bring it down on her. When she looked up to meet his eyes she was surprised to find a familiar spark within the cold eyes while a stream of tears flows down his cheeks.

"B-Bonnie..." Ash's voice came out hoarser than she has ever heard him before - not even the time he was sick was his voice like this, showing how hard he was fighting to not let the inner evil win and end her life right there and then. "P-Please tell me you can get out of there!"

Bonnie did try to pull on the ropes that bound her to the table in some hope of freeing herself. Same as before, her efforts proved to in vain since the ropes didn't budge. She was trapped and her entire life was depending on Ash winning his inner battle. However, from the way the scooper was slowly moving closer to her eye, she knew that Ash was losing this battle.

"I can't get out, Ash," she tells him, making the waterworks go down faster than they were before.

"I-I'm sorry, B-Bonnie," he gasped out, one of his eyes looking like it wanted to roll back into his head but was fighting against it.

She nodded her head while closing her eyes. "I'm sorry too, Ash."

And she meant that; she didn't exactly help him convinced the others that he was being attacked by ghosts even when she was a huge believer in the supernatural, not to mention she wasn't very understanding of Ash's pain for never having a father in his life. She should have realized it must have destroyed him to have someone say he was the direct reason his father left him and his mother when he was very young, and that gave Tommy Lewis the chance to latch onto him.

She was pretty much involved like the others for causing the pain Ash was currently in, but yet Ash still found the willpower to spare her life for a few moments. That proved how much of better person he was.

Yet, the sadistic ghost kid was able to overpower him and now he was about to cut that small piece of thread that was holding her life in place.

She really wished there was a better way to die.

"Hey!"

Smack!

The sound of metal colliding with flesh caused her eyes to fly open. When she realized there wasn't a scooper hovering dangerously close to her anymore she knew she was no longer hanging by a thread. She was saved. She wasn't going to die. She was going to live in this crazy house. That made the tears fall from her eyes for the first time ever.