~Continue~ "Oh crap!" I turned quickly to try abs scan the place. I reached for my trusty gun, "Crap!!" I forgot that I gave it to the boy. I instead reached for the one I kept in the back of my pants. I side-stepped towards my post as the screaming grew louder. I made my way towards the stage to make sure Ben was safe. As I got to him however, the flares started going off and the spotlights came back on. The speakers went off with the sound of Ben's powerful voice and his catchy music. I was dumbfounded and next thing I knew I was swept in with the other dancers. I quickly hid my gun and tried to follow the dance motions. Twisting and side stepping, I was frantically keeping up with the other background dancers. 'I hope there are no doubles parts... Or worse... Break dance solos.' I gulped. The dancers looked really sharp, doing all these moves as if it was second nature. The men dressed up in sharp business suits and the women in short frilly dresses. I felt I was back in time a little, or well, in a musical. Half of the dancers mimicked Ben and Ben was up on center stage. He sparkled like a star that he was on here. 'Great, no wonder no one has called me out yet. These guys are wearing the same clothes as me-' I was pulled into a doubles dance. How am I to fake my way through this? I picked up the dancing girl, lifting her into the air. I then twirled her around my body and stopped momentarily in a dipping pose. "Who taught you those moves?" A sultry voice asked. "Who me?" I retorted. "Yeah you. You're not one of the dancers." "Clever girl." I smirked and finished the dance number. Finally it was over. I was all out of breath, how does Ben do this for 10 songs? I twirled the dancer good bye and went back stage. "Great, my suit is ruined for today." I looked under my jacket. I had to take it off to air it out. 'Curse you Ben and your special stage shows.' Speak of the devil... "Hey, what were you doing on stage?" Ben asked as he patted me. "I thought you were in danger." I spat back at him. "Well then, you're light on your feet." He was taunting me, I could feel it in his smirk. "Gee thanks." I huffed. I can't keep moving like that in my old age. "And don't have your dancers dress like me!" "Then don't dress like my dancers!" Ben shouted and a light chuckle could be heard. Was this payback for earlier? Ben was heading towards his dressing room. "What about my suit!?" I shouted, following him. My heart still not ised to the sudden tango. "Come in, I'll put your name on the clothes and give it to dry-" Ben suddenly stopped after opening the door. His sea blue eyes dilated and his mouth gaped open. He stumbled back a few steps and gulped. I rushed to his side. I can see the sweat dripping down his face, his eyes still wide. "What's wrong!?" His face started to look as pale as mine was. All he did in response was lift up his hand and pointed his slender finger towards the room. "Oh my God..." ~To be continued?~ ~In the next chapter?~
~Continue~ "ɞєẇåŗє" There it was, all dripping down the center mirror in a thick, dark red color. The mirrors on the sides were cracked and pieces were falling on the floor. I took out my gun and looked behind me. There was a fresh trail... Ben was still clutching onto his chest. I turned and began to follow the red trail. I moved the door, which made an eerie creek. There I found- "Hey... Hey! Can you see me? Hear me?! Hello?! ... The hell..." I groaned and lowerd my weapon. "They gotta stop this..." I turned to the guy. "My name is Jericho. Now don't panic but," "I'm dead, I know. I can still look down." He motioned downwards, to the wrangled, glass ridden body, to which he was chained. "No way to preserve that..." I sighed and grabbed my phone, "Yeah, No! No, the boy is still safe. Yes it's an emergency... Yes someone did. No I do not have access to that at this point... So what do I do?..." Ben kept looking weak, like the life got knocked out of him after seeing death... Meanwhile the stiff was beginning to look slightly depresesed and slightly annoyed. I was getting annoyed too. "Okay look, either you bring in someone now or I'll pull you right through the phone. Yeah? That's what I like to hear. See ya." I turned to face the ghost after hanging up, "So..." "So?..." He looked at me confused and to continue. I just wasn't sure how. "So an agent is going yo come by abd investigate your case." I said matter-of-factly. "Agent? Case?" "Yeah, so just wait right there. They should be here any second." "Yeah, like I'm going anywhere." The guy huffed and chuckled a bit. I stepped outside and went over to check up on Ben, whom had scooted his way to hide behind a big piece of purple fabric. "Get up... Get up..." I nudged him with my foot. "Get up... You'll cause a scene..." I nudged him more. I could already hear the whispers and feels the eyes around and on him. "Yeah, I'll be the one causing the scene, and, and not the dead body or the frickin' ghost. Oh no, better, THE STUPID BROKEN GLASS AND EERIE MESSAGE!" He practically spat out at me. The yelling turned some heads. I sighed and reached into my pocket, "I'm going to have to visit them again after this." I grumbled and spread some blue powder everywhere. I placed a card down upon it and the card began to glow... As per usual. "What the hell DID YOU DO!?" "Stopping time momentarily." "WHAT!?" He was beginning to sound angrier. "Yeah. Plain and simple. However we're still moving forward. Anything beyond the area encompassed is momentarily stuck. So no one will come in and bother-" I just had to jinx myself. The card's light began to flicker along with the lights that were dangling from the high end ceiling. I grabbed my card and stepped on the dust. Disrupting it causing time to flow normally again. Once it did you could hear shrieks and people quickly taking cover. "Great..." "Feliz!? FELIZ!? BEN!!!" A group of voices were calling out. I looked at the kid who began to hide under the fabric, rocking himself back and forth. I snapped my finger and turned myself into my ghost form, or invisible, in other words. An older lady in a pants suit and tight blonde bun came running around the corner along with a man. The man looked off to me, he looked sickly. Along with his slicked hair and many rings, he looked perfectly kept in a situation such as this. 'Wait... If they are running and people are panicking...' "GAH!" I crumbled a little. My head poinding like crazy. I regained composure, I closed the dressing room door abd began running in the direction the two people were coming from. 'Okay Jerry think... Your powers stopping short... I was fully energized even after expending most of it on dancing... So what could've caused it...?' I huffed and puffed as I kept on running. People were running away from the stage. 'Wait! Remember you were sidetracked before even meeting Ben. Maybe...' "Aw geez!" Of course! The message and the creepy happenings! At times I'm amazed how stupid or oblivious I could be. "JEƦł₡ҤØ!!!" That voice... ~To Be Continued~
Wow page 10. At least it wasn't page 45. Bumping to copy down all I wrote (story wise) So i have back up or to put it up on deviantart. ~Ꮮαιαηα