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You tossed the coin in the air, bored out of your mind. You let it fall, watching it slip through you on its descent.
It'd been quite a while since the real estate agent had brought someone looking to buy the place, and you had to admit that you felt sympathetic to old Mrs. Danelle's plight.
Mrs. Danelle was the granddaughter of one of your old friends, but your friend was long gone by now, so she was the closest thing you had to link you to your old life.
Deciding that you had reminisced enough, you picked up the coin from the ground, crushing it into a crude sphere before setting it down on the stand next to the couch you had been sitting on. Suddenly you heard a sound that made you freeze. You heard a car pulling up in the drive way, turning off and the sound of three car doors opening and closing.
Quickly making your way outside of the bedroom, you grabbed a conveniently placed lamp and stood a couple steps away from the banister to wait.
You heard the door open, followed by Mrs. Danelle's loud voice,"Oh its the perfect place for you! It's a bit of a fixer upper, but I've no doubt this is a prime location." You could hear the worry in her voice though. Shoving down your guilt you quickly threw the lamp over the banister, being careful not to hit anyone.
You quickly stepped back into the bedroom and slammed the door so that the people downstairs would hear. Deciding you had to be louder, you quickly picked up the couch using the powers you had gotten as a ghost, and let it slam onto the floor, a loud echo booming throughout the house. You heard the people rushing upstairs, though it was only two so you guessed Mrs. Danelle was so used to it that she stayed downstairs.
You turned and phased through the wall into the bathroom next door. With a snap you had all the cabinets in there banging open and closed. The bathroom was over the kitchen so you phased through the floor, which took a lot more energy than the wall, but would be totally worth it.
Using your magic, you quickly had a tornado of kitchen appliances dancing around the room. You decided it was time for something new. Turning yourself transparent, you used your magic to float you out the kitchen door and towards the poor unsuspecting real estate agent and her guests.
By that time the guests had come back downstairs, having not found anything upstairs.
You snuck up behind the shorter one in a blue hoodie and whispered in his ear,"Boo!"
He didn't react as you expected he would. The shorter of the pair just calmly turned around, letting his hood fall and exposing his face.......
"Y-you're a skeleton....." You stuttered out in horror. Maybe monsters weren't gonna be as easy to chase out as you thought.
"Ah, our pal decided to finally show up, though they look like they've seen a ghost." The skeleton drawled, grin impossibly wide.
Jumping back as if stung, you raced up the stairs, side stepping quickly around the other fiery guest so you didn't mow him over. Phasing through the bedroom door you used the bed to jump up and phase through the floor into the attic.
After you got over the shock, you quickly blocked the way in by shifting heavy boxes over the door. Take that you skelemonster, you thought angrily to your self. You were furious that something had managed to catch you by surprise.
Then something dawned on you.
That blasted skeleton made me turn tail and run! They also wasted precious energy of mine, you thought. You had impulsively let the stupid monster manipulate you, and it knew that. Phasing through the floor again took up most of your remaining energy but you had a few more tricks up your sleeve.
Sneaking to the banister, you listened in on the conversation occurring downstairs.
"I'm sorry boys. That's actually the first time I've ever seen her." Mrs. D said sounding aghast."If you don't want to buy the place I completely understand! However, if you do wish to buy it, I can recommend people who can preform an exorcism for you." Oh hell no Mrs.D you did not just say that!
"No need," You heard the nasty skeleton reply."He said he'd take the place, but he doesn't need an exorcist, he will handle her himself." Well shoot that doesn't sound good.
"Oh and he said he wants it a done deal by tonight if possible," he continued in an even tone.
"Oh goodness, really? Of course, I have the paperwork out in the car, so if you write a check I can make it official before you even leave!" She sounded so relieved, as if a huge weight had been lifted. You had to admit, it kind of hurt that she saw you as this much trouble.
"He said that he would be grateful, as he would rather deal with the little problem." You scoffed at that, you were not little! "sooner rather than later." He informed her.
"Of course, I'll go get the papers if you'll excuse me for a moment." She swiftly left the house, intent on getting everything done before they changed their minds.
"You sure about this Grillby? She could be dangerous and you don't know her weaknesses, anything you try might just go through her." There was a slight pause following the inquiry, followed by a cough, "Jee tough crowd. Anyways, just think this through okay." He sounded worried for this guy.
Peeking over the banister, you saw them sitting on the couch with a checkbook on the table. You took a second to take in what the Monsters looked like. The skeleton from earlier seemed to be big bones, even by human standards, but he wasn't fat. He was wearing a hoodie, basketball shorts, and pink slippers...he didn't even look like a threat. Yet, he had somehow startled you enough to go up into that horrid attic.
The man sitting next to him was made of fire, wearing black slacks, a nice white dress shirt and a black vest with a bow tie over it. You found yourself wondering how he wore those clothes without anything burning, when you realized you were really off track and needed to put your plan into action.
Smiling smugly to yourself, you levitate the checkbook towards yourself and had it in your grasp before the monsters could even comprehend what you had done. Standing up though, you found yourself suddenly unable to move your body.
You panicked, attempting to phase through whatever was holding you, trying to get down through the floor or up into the ceiling, but you couldn't move at all.
You started hyperventilating as you waited for your magic to lash out, trying to get yourself free from the in visible restraints. Suddenly the skeleton stood in front of you, appearing out of nowhere. His hand was held out, and his left eye socket had blue glowing from within it.
You attempted to use your magic to throw him around, but it wouldn't cooperate and do what you told it to do. It wasn't working. You were near tears. Magic had been one of the constants in your life since day one.
Taking in a deep breathe, you shuddered at the thought of being powerless forever. Staring at the short skeleton in front of you, you realized he wasn't looking at you but over your shoulder. You saw him nod. You started to turn to look, since your head was the only part of you that you were able to move, but stopped in shock when you were suddenly able to move again.
It took you about a second to react, but it was too late as suddenly flame arms wrapped around you from behind, pinning your arms to your side, and lifted you up off the ground. You squirmed in an attempt to get free, even tried biting his shoulder, but he wouldn't put you down.
There seemed to have been some sort of unspoken conversation between the two of them because suddenly you were headed to the bedroom while the skeletons was heading back down the stairs, although not before he gave you a wink and removed the checkbook from your grasp.
When it clicked in your head which room you were going to, you started to struggle in earnest, kicking him with your free legs and biting him where you could. Instead of heading for the bed though, he sat on the couch with you still trapped in his arms.
You dug your nails into his legs and kept trying to wiggle your way free, although now he had his legs crossed so yours were unable to move.
As you wiggled, you noticed the sudden increase in heat. It kept getting hotter though, and it was getting unbearable. Although it took more to injure you, you were still susceptible to the heat and cold. It was past the point of sweltering, and you were panting as it reached a scorching temperature. You stopped wiggling as it only made the high temperature affect your body even worse.
As soon as you stopped moving, the blistering heat swiftly went down to being just warmer than normal. The heat from before left you wheezing in an attempt to draw in cooling breathes. Your whole body felt clammy, and you could feel sweat trickling down the side of your face and back.
You tugged at the arms, and felt the being behind you heat up in warning. You slouched against him, gulping down the much needed air. You relinquished control over the situation to him as you admit to yourself that you'd been defeated.
"H-hello?" You cautiously asked, worried that your talking would cause another heat wave.
His response was to pat you on the head, like one would do to a little kid that had done something good. You hated that he was treating you like a kid when you were over one hundred years old. It frustrated you how easily you had been overpowered, because unlike humans, monsters had something that allowed them to trap you. You loathed it.
You resolve to act placid, getting them to drop their guard as you plotted your revenge. You would make them pay for what they had done. They'd bought your house. You had been the last person to own the house, and you'd be damned before you'd let them take that precious ownership away from you.