The sisterly ghost
Summary: There once was three sisters and now there is one.
In the days when they were young there once was three sisters they shared no blood, nor family tie, but the three is all they knew and the three was all they had until one day death came out in play ripping one of the sisters away from life gripped.
There once was three sisters and now there is two. One not from here, but off a red world known as Mars far off into space where it was just her and a planet of women. She was called home and asked her higher up for permission to do so and did she flew, flew and flew all the way back home.
There once was three sisters leaving the fairy blood alone. No, human child could see her and her sister killed by a mortal. This wasn't the case, but this didn't stop Zantanna from hating the mortal who took her sister away and replaced her with an it. A child that saw her once and glared at her as if she was a foe. A child who looked more like her sister than it did with her father and Zantanna hated that said child. However, thus she couldn't harm the child much less kill it was against her kin law and the mortal law. So, she sat and once praying to her God that maybe one day, one possible day the Great Hecate could whisk that child away and the ghost of the current would no longer exist.
At side Hecate never showed her a sign that the God was there much less listening to her word which was odd to say the least because Hecate always listened to her blood.
"I'll get you," she vowed.
Zuko opened the door and watched as the door went through her.
"No, you won't you happen to be dead."
"That's not true."
"Ask then that," said the boy who stole her friend spot.
"Who is them?"she demanded to know.
Zuko pulled out a bottle of milk and poured himself a glass and pointed to the air vents. She heard scuttling above her and blinked at the thought, Zuko raised an eyebrow.
"Can you see her?"asked Zuko.
The Court of Owls nodded their heads through the air vent.
"Is she dead?"
Court of Owls nodded their heads again.
"You see that's the problem. You're here and I'm here, but you're in a different realm that I can't get through during the point of my life."
"And, why not."
"Because I'm not dead," said the boy who stole her sister spot. She hissed at him and flew towards him.
"You spoiler brat. You'll pay for taking my sister."
Zuko held out his hand and conjured a fire ball the ball of fire went through the ghost girl and she flew at him father. Until Nightwing came rushing in wearing his Doctor Faith suit an held out his hand. A blue crystal in his palm shimmer though and a flash of white light burst through there appeared her friend in dark blue custom with black hair and then she came to an understanding that she was dead.