Hello everyone! It would be nice to see you but alas, I can't see your pretty/handsome faces *sigh*. Anyway we are back with another chapter which I know you all enjoy so here you go!
The ghost sighed as he put the kid down. The little punk was dead weight when he fainted and it took forever to get into his dwelling without ghost powers, as not to bring unwanted attention to this area.
He put the hunters kid in a makeshift cell, just somewhere to keep him till he was shipped to whoever wanted the kid.
Amorpho himself wasn't all that interested in the kid, sure he had a vendetta against his parents (what ghost doesn't?), but he got an interesting deal with this kid and he wasn't about to let that deal slide.
He was a little worried, he snuck into one of the most respected places in the Zones' capital, then had the balls to morph into a powerful ghost, and capture his case.
Yay, if he ever got caught, he'd be screwed seven ways to Sunday.
Good thing he isn't going to allow himself to get caught then.
"Alright start talking."
Phantom was waiting impatiently for the man sitting across the table to start talking. Grace was leaning against the door and Phantom could hear her sigh in boredom. A few guards of the side were starting to get impatient. They weren't supposed to be here, not the regular guards for this place, they were used to action, not drama.
Phantom could relate, he wanted nothing more than an action packed case that would leave him with a few extra scares to stroke his ego with, but instead, he's stuck with this kid.
However, has Phantom looked at this guy, Jay, shifting in his seat, eyes shuffling across the room, Phantom realized he may be getting more than he expected.
"Alright, alright. But it ain't shit you haven't heard before you know." He said.
Grace raised her brow. "Okay? So we know the perp, and why he's after the kid?"
The man blushed. "Alright, so not all of it."
He sighed. "Look, you knew before you even got this case, that kids a target, just because people in the capital are fine with peace and all that, doesn't mean everyone is. The ghost in no man's land, want nothing more than this kid head on a plaque. There this one guy paying good for the runt alive, and I good use that reward."
Phantom sighed and shook his head angrily. He hated these people. The ghost that think they're better than better humans. As if they weren't humans themselves. It didn't help a few years ago, the Guys In White (G.I.W.), found a semi stable portal, and caused mass destruction for a week. People wanted revenge, a new blood thirst reopened. Even people inside the capitol wanted retaliation.
Phantom looked Jay in the eye, Phantom could see the shiver is caused but ignored it. "Do you know what this person looks like?"
The man shrugged. "It's a different description from everyone I talked to, ranged from dark, handsome, man to ugly women."
Grace raised herself from the door and raised her voice. "Bowerd, check records to see if we got any shape shifters or groups of ghost," then she directed her attention to Jay. "We'll need every description you have and the people you got it from, clear?"
Both Jay and Bowerd nodded.
Phantom sighed, yet again. This day was just one big pile of depression. "Is that all? That wasn't a lot, if anything, it leaves us with more questions and work."
Grace nodded. Leaning against the door again. "Phantoms right Jay, that wasn't even enough to make an arrest, but if that's all you got..." Grace nodded to the guards.
They moved for their position to grab Jay.
Jay shrieked. "Wait! Wait! Holly-! I got more, please!"
The guards looked at Grace and she shook her head, stop.
The guards backed into their original position, and Jay sighed in relief.
Phantom growled impatiently. "Well? Come on! What more could you possible have? Spit it out!"
Jay's eyes widened. "Hey relax man!...Look, like you said earlier, I have info no one but a few...trusted...individuals should have, right? Well what happens when the people aren't so trustworthy? This guy was particle bragging how much stuff he got off a few Zone workers, saying they'd give anyone, anything, as long as it goes to the cause."
Phantom frowned. "What cause?"
At this, the man straightened out in his chair, sitting proud, his eyes held a fire in his Aqua blue eyes. "The cause to make every human pay for what they have done to us, they need to learn! They need to understand-."
In the middle of this guys speech, Phantom saw red. He reached across the table and and smacked Jay across the cheek.
Everyone looked at Phantom with wide eyes, ranging from fright (Jay and the guards) and shock, joy, and a bit of pride (Grace).
Phantom got up. "I'm done, have someone record him if anything else pops up and send me the tape."
Grace nodded and opened the door for him. They both left.
As soon as the door shut, Grace grabbed his shoulder.
"Phantom..."
Phantom shrugged off the shoulder a and kept walking.
"Danny."
At this Phantom stopped. Even with his back turned Grace could tell he was holding back tears. Grace knew how much of a sore spot this was for him.
Grace grabbed Phantom, spun him around and hugged him.
Phantom spoke. "I didn't even near to hear the rest of his stupid speech to know what he was going to say, 'oh the bad humans, and all their wrongdoings, let's retaliate and give time more of a reason to hate us, that should work.'."
Grace chuckled. "Yay, well, you can't change the way people think. You know in all reason, you should think like them too."
Phantom stiffened as he remembered his past, and remembers the date.
Grace remembered too. "Oh crap!" She pushed him off. "Don't worry! I'll have someone pick up Danny, I'll be over in a few!"
Phantom nodded and started to exit the building, once he entered the main part, he tilted his head to see if he could see Danny at Emily's desk, only to frown as he couldn't see a hint of the blue eyed boy.
He looked to the door, Emily's desk and bit his lip. He didn't have a lot of time, but he would die, again, before letting this kid get hurt.
"Hey!"
Emily turned wide eyes at Phantom, blinked, opened her mouth only to close it.
Phantom gestured to the empty chair that should have Danny in it. "Please tell me he went to find a bathroom."
Emily shook her head. "No! He should be with you, YOU picked him up two minutes ago, you just left."
Phantom turned wide eyes at the door, and sprinted towards it.
Phantom opened it and saw in the distance Danny and his red eyes look alike fighting, well, more like Danny struggling to get free.
Phantom flew to the scene, his hearing picking up the yelling.
"Stop struggling, Billy!"
"Who's Billy?!"
Phantom shouted to get their attention. "Danny!"
Danny turned with wide eyes to him, then the fake Phantom, then the real one, only to disappear in a cloud of smoke.
Phantom just looked at where Danny was with eyes 'I-I failed. I failed. I failed Danny, I failed Grace. I couldn't do it. I couldn't stop it, no, no, not again!"
Phantom felt his core throb, he doubled over, clutching his chest in a failed attempt to stop the pain.
Phantom felt arms wrap around him.
"I'm here, you're here. Don't go back there, don't go back to her."
Phantom could only lean as his eyes went misty and soon shut as he floated into his past.
Grace noticed the dead weight. "Hey! Don't you go on me!"
"Hey! Don't you go on me!"
Phantom took a deep breath has he noticed where he was. In his past. His human past.
At the time, this was a luxury home, it was cool, white and clean.
This was pretty hard to come by in Ancient Greece.
He remembered the sad look on his mothers face when he became of age, the upset look on his father's face when he learned his son would join the ranks of military, but quickly schooled form his face. Phantom himself was scared, it would be tough. He didn't want to go.
"Father! I refuse! I don't want this! I'm not the eldest thus I don't have to go!"
"You listen to me, runt. You have to do this for the cause, we are the better nation! I don't know how much help you'll be, but if you ever want to see your harlot mother again, you do as I say."
He also didn't want to go because he remembered the fights. His father would piss people off when he was drunk, and his family got numerous threats and lets not say what he does to his own family but his father took no heed. He was part of the cause, an important person to the community and didn't think much would happen from these threats.
Those were the only things Phantom had in his mind when he was shipped to hell.
It was hard, scary, hurt-filled terror. He almost didn't make it, but the punishment was death if he couldn't.
He remembered getting out, he remembered the joy he felt to see his mother and siblings. To meet some for the first time, and to remember old faces.
He wished he could forget, their lifeless eyes. The smell of decay, over powering the scene, he remembered the looks people gave him, no remorse and full of disgust.
While he was away, his father became more drunk, angry. He would abuse his power, he cheated, rapped, lied. His wrong doings reflecting in his family.
Someone killed his family in cold blood, his father's body was not found,meaning he had fled the scene, but what of his sisters, brothers, his mother.
He remembered the delirious visions, the haunting cries of his loved ones, begging to be free, why he wasn't there.
He could envision the man. He would cackle in Phantoms mind as he would stab his mother in the stomach, in turn stabbing his sibling, an unborn innocent child.
To this day, that is all he remembers, not his name, not their names, nothing.
He doesn't even remember how he died, just that one day, he couldn't get up, it felt like he was floating.
Then he died. He remembers someone giving him a smile, taking his hand, and bring him past the veil between life and death. He was introduced to Grace, and from his death at sixteen to now, he worked under Grace, protecting, trying to fill the void and protect people, lest they end in the same fate he had.
He had to make up for it in the afterlife.
And now, he failed.
Phantom awoke to feeling of being small and insecure.
He opened his eyes to find himself in one of the spare beds in headquarters. Grace made sure employees would get one, even if they didn't use it.
Phantom stretched out his body and moved his legs off the bed, sitting up to stretch his arms.
"You forgot, didn't you?"
Phantom jumped at Grace's voice. She was in a chair right across from him. Phantom could see tears tracks on her cheeks. He felt guilty for cause stress and the already stressed out women, but Grace shook her head. "Stop that. I don't need nor want your pity. Don't feel guilty, I forgot too, or I would have brought someone to replace you for today."
"I-I guess I didn't want to remember, the last year was so hard." Phantom's eyes widened. "Oh god, how long was I out for? Did we find Danny?"
Grace shook her head. "Just a few hours. The kidnaper left without a trace, we don't know who did it, I'm sorry. Right now, you need to rest, your scared. That won't help Danny one bit, so I have people working to find the leaked info and a set of workers tracking the kid down, just sleep for now."
Phantom nodded. He laid back down on the bed, but as he fell asleep, all he could here was cackles, and screams of pain.
So a bit of Phantom's back story and a plot, yay!
I've been working on a new story for a bit (Perfect Child), but I don't want to completely neglect this one so I'm working on both...oh boy.
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