Haunted House

[amon_darknight]

Johna

*sees his sister take the bear and smile, and now he knew who the real Sam was*

Johna: I love you to sis get out of here, LETS GO NOW DAD, thank you sis, ill always love you

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Samantha

Johna

*sees his sister take the bear and smile, and now he knew who the real Sam was*

Sam looks deep into Johna's eyes as he smiles at her.

"I love you to sis get out of here, "

She nods silently.

"LETS GO NOW DAD,"
Johna screams at his dazed father.

".. thank you sis, ill always love you.."

The words seal the bond between them. They are reunited.

Samantha is alone in her spirit world, but the bond she has with her brother and father is solid. She smiles as her form disappears.

Leaving the two men to look at each other and turn to the "other Samantha" watching from the side of the room.

"Go daddy..."
Harold hears his daughter's voice urge softly ...
"Go with Johna..."

 

[afternooner]

Harold

Slowly Harold dresses. This turn of events has confused him even more as there were two Samantahas. Johna has proven which one is real, and and he does not want to leave her. he has shared her warmth and closeness, and now feels torn away from her again. torn away from the love he knows he can give her and that she can give him in return even though they are now physically separated, He feels her spirit longing to join his again just as he wants his spirit to be connected to hers.Somehow he feels it is the only way to defeat the ghosts, to prove to them that no matter what they do they cannot break this connection that Sam and him have made, this conection of their love and commitment to each other. He beleives that love conquers all. No amount of evil can stand up against it if it is true and pure.

But now his daughter is urging him to leave with Johna. Does Johna know something that he doesnt know or is he just afraid and wants to get out of here? Why does he want to leave Sam? Harold thought Johna loved Sam, that he wouldn't just leave her.

Johna do you love your sister? why do you want to leave if we leave her alone with these ghosts she will never be free she may even grow to be like them and hate us. somehow we must find a way to take her spirit with us to free it from the control of the ghost.

I would rather die than leave her and our love for each other is so strong, even if I do I will join her spirit and keep her with me always. Are you willing to give your life for your sister Johna if you are embrace her spirit show her that even in death you love her. Sams word sch in his mind as she dissapears

"Now Johna I will go with you but I will not leave this house, if the answer is in the cellar so be it, if death greets us there so be it, I am ready."

He put his arm around Johna

"I love you, son. he says. our love for each other must be strong as strong as our love for Samantha".

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Samantha

Samantha is torn. She aches for her father's presence. Yet she knows what Michael is capable of.

The ghost who appears in her form is dangerous, but Michael has underestimated her father and brother's ability to identify their true daughter / sister.

She realises that the numbness of her spiritual bonds in the cellar are not the most sinister use Michael can make of her. She fears that he will realise that the worst horror he can make Harold and Johna live through is realising that her spirit is not at rest, that she is still vulnerable to the attack and manipulations of the other spirits in the house, that is until she consents to follow Michael's ways.

"Go daddy.. go Johna..."
She urges silently.
"Do not stay were you may face your worst nightmare.
I am dead. Think me gone. Save yourselves..."

She will not let her family know what horrors she may face in the spiritual world in which she is trapped.

She must be very careful not to provoke Michael and his minions.

 

[afternooner]

Harold

Though he cannot hear her voice or see her Harold senses her presence and her wish for him to go.
Sadly he leaves the room where twice they had shared their love and twice the ghosts had caused them to separate. He still believes that the love that they had shared would sustain them, would hold them together longer than the gosts could keep them apart. He will leave tihs room but not this house untill he finds a way to break the spell that keeps Sam from him.

"Hang on Sam, he whispers "Remember that I'll always love you" He doesn't know if her spirit can hear him but he says it again, maybe more for himself than for her.

"I love You Sam".

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Samantha

Samantha watches Harold move away, out of the room.

She sighs sadly. Her body is still heated from what they almost shared once more, but more than that she feels so lonely, isolated.

Her eyes are sad as she turns and sees the shadow of Slither lurking behind her. His lustful eyes move over her. She is not sure if he has watched it all. She doesn't care.

She moves away from him. Sits on the bed, head in hands.
So many ghosts co-exist in this trap. She cannot understand how Michael can control so many lost souls.

She holds her teddy to her, desparately seeking comfort.

 

[BadForm]

Lonely Heart

OOC: Given how quiet the thread has gone, and particularly that we seem to have lost one of our two living characters, I'm gonna look to wind this up rather than let it die out. Should be able to take care of this in a couple of posts.

IC: Lonely Heart fled up the stairs in terror. She couldn't believe that she had done it, but the truth was, she had never felt such a connection to anyone else as to Johnna since she was alive. She had to help him, no matter what it cost.

"HEART! COME BACK HERE! I TOLD YOU NEVER TO GO INTO MY CELLAR!"

That was Michael's voice, filled with hatred and anger. She had done what none of them had dared to do so far, she had gone into the place they had been warned about, but what for.

Her face appeared before the father, masked in terror. "I cannot stay," she gasped. "Or he will know what I have done... Wherever Johna is... tell him I love him. Tell him... thank you..."

She dropped an opened scroll of paper, bearing a broken seal, before the father's feet and turned to go back down the stairs. They saw what happened when she reached the bottom, Michael arrived.

"Did I tell you what would happen if you tried to help the living? Now you must be punished!"

He reached out, his ghastly hand merging with her chest. His fingers visibly flexed inside her, sending a scream through the entire house. And then her body began to shrink as the screaming increased. It seemed to be flowing down, into Michael's hand as he grinned manically. Eventually, she was gone, leaving only the echo of her agonised fear. Michael cast one look up the stairs and yelled a warning not to try to gain help from any of the other ghosts.

Samantha moved first, perhaps more used to Michael's anger after her experiences earlier. She picked up the parchment and looked at it. It was the will. Almost immediately, the final paragraph caught her eye.

An it be noted, that so long as this document exist, this house and all therein shall remain the property and possession of Michael Bowden, named creator of this house, by his birth name. An it be further noted, that in witnessing this document, Michael doth hereby link himself in spirit for eternity to its existence. For all power is within the will of spirit and all property is within the will of law. Here signed:

Michael's signature graced the bottom of the page.

 

[afternooner]

Haorld

Harold watches the paper flit from place to place as if guided by some unseen hands. he reaches for it only to have it snatched from his grasp He hears a deadly inhuman scream come from some where in the house and thinks of Sam.
"oh god no he groans let it not be her. He whispers her name hoping that only she hears it and not the other ghosts.

"Sam my beloved daughter, I Love you."

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Samantha

Sam watched with horror as Michael destroyed Heart. She wept as the lonely young woman sacrificed herself for Johna and Harold. She flnched as Michael's anger rang through the house, but as the paper fluttered to the floor she moved speedily to retrieve it.

Reading the paragraph, her eyes widened. It was so simple. Heart had brought the document here to be destroyed.

Could she do it?
Would he let another spirit destroy the letter?
Grasping the paper, she ran away from Michael's hovering spirit as he raged through the house, knowing she had little time.

Her hand grasped the paper tightly.

Should she call her father? No. The cry would bring Michael.
Running after Harold, she turned sharply following him into the room.

She gave a cry, sure that Michael's presence was there with them.

At the sound of her voice, Harold sprang forward.

Her face was filled with dread, but she held the paper firmly in both hands, determiined not to let it go.

 

[afternooner]

Harold

He feels her presence and then he sees her,

"Sam he whispers half afraid she might be the false one but then he sees the bear tucked under her arm and knows.

"I love you Sam he whispers as he pulls her into his arms we must stay together and love each other if we are to escape this terror. he kisses her deeply and then sees the paper in her hands what is this he asks is it the will I heard about Let's destroy the cursed thing"

He reaches for it .

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Samantha

"Sam.."

She turns as she hears Harold's voice.

"I love you Sam..."
She lets him draw her into his arms.

"We must stay together and love each other if we are to escape this terror."

Samantha feels his kisses. She sighs as she is held and loved. She wishes it could always be like this.

Harold sees the paper and reaches for it.

"Let's destroy the cursed thing"

"Yes daddy, but..." She gazes at him. "When you free our spirits, who knows where they will go? If I'm released, we may be parted forever!"

She kisses Harold deeply once more.

"I love you..so much... " She whispers.

"Quick. Destroy it!"

 

[afternooner]

Harold

Harold seee slither behind her licking his lips. Was he looking for another show If they shared their love again would he be satified. He wanted Sam so bad, to be inside her, to be connected, to make love to her one last time.He lifted her nightdress and zipping down his fly removed his hardening shaft. He reached behind her and lifted Sam up and over his erection holding on to the paper with both hands.

Sam smiled and lowered herself gently on his shaft he felt her heat as he slid smoothly inside. Together again they moved as Sams legs around him her ankels tight to gether held him so closely and completely "Sam, he whispered we need to cum together and tear this cursed will at the same time." He smiled no matter what happens I will always love you, no spirit can take, what we have together right now, away.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Samantha

Samantha's eyes were locked on Harold as if trying to memorise the one who she loved so much. She did not see Slither behind them.

Her eyes widened as Harold reached for her nightdress and lifted it. She watched as he unnzipped and pulled his shaft towards her.

"Oh..." She sighed.
She felt herself lifted and allowed Harold to lower her onto his now throbbing erection. She closed her eyes and moaned as his hardness sunk into her without obstacle this time. She wound herself round him and savoured the delicious feeling of him buried deeply inside her.

"Sam, we need to cum together and tear this cursed will at the same time."

She nodded, her eyes sparking with passion, and smiled at the rightness of it all.

"No matter what happens I will always love you, no spirit can take, what we have together right now, "

"Oh.. no... never... we'll always be together... I love you.. daddy.. Harold.."

Harold's firm hands moulded her ass and moved her up and down on his cock. Her legs clamped around him as she rode up and down his shaft.

"Ohh.. yes...mm..yesss...."

She moaned lightly, continually, as the pace steadily quickened...

She squeezed him and time and again he stroked her deeply with his shaft.

"Yess.. please... never leave me..."

She pleaded incoherently as they made love, the will still securely in Harold's hands.

 

[afternooner]

Harold

I'll never leave you Sam "

His voice was full of passion as was his body. His shaft moving smoothly up and down, as she moved against him, each stroke harder and faster than the last, until he felt his seed rise up about to burst the dam that his mind had created in order to wait for her. He told himself it must be at the same time, he felt her shiver and knew her climax was soon to come. He stopped knowing that if he started again he would go over the edge. he looked into her eyes asked.

Now? my daughter now?

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Samantha

"I'll never leave you Sam "

With those words, Samantha moved up and down Harold's cock.. her thighs squeezing him, drawing him deeper and deeper into her.

With each thrust..she moaned and murmured encouragement...

"ohh..yes... mmm. .yess.. please..."
Begging him to bury himself deep within her.

She leaned forward to kiss Harold, swiftly deeply on the lips, then threw her head back again, to cry out as he started to hammer into her in earnest.

Their cries mingled as they joined in heated, wild passion.

Samantha rode him, urging him so far inside her until he was buried to the hilt and his cockhead was rimming her cervix.

"OOOOOooohhhhh.... myyyy .. GGGgggoddddd!!!

Her cries grew.

As Harold finally released his seed into her, she gave a husky moan and seemed to open herself up to him. She moved slower now, more sensuously, milking his cock, each time bearing down and clasping him hard.


"Now? my daughter now?"

"Yess daddy... NOW!"

Samantha squealed as her body shuddered in orgasm.

Her thighs clamping, squeezing him sooo tightly. An awesome tremor ran through her, a wave of sensual awareness passing from head to foot.

Her cries mingled with Harold's moans. Sam shared an orgasmic shuddering cumming in pefect time with Harold, with her beloved daddy!

OOooohhhhhh Yyyyyyyyyyyessssssss!!

Their mouths locked, tongues invading passionately. Devouring each other hungrily.

Harold and Sam rode out their passion, bodies clamped together, Harolds cock and tongue possessing Samantha as he took her and claimed her as his and she wimpered begging to be taken.

A final joint cry proclaimed their inexplicable unity!

 

[afternooner]

Harold

"Thank you"

Was all that Harold could say as he lowered Sam to the floor and lay on top of her. Still united they waited. It didn't matter what happened to them now if they were taken they would go together, nothing would ever separate them again.

Harold felt the paper in his hands one piece in each. Not even knowing it himself he had ripped it apart as they climaxed together. It felt limp and useless in his grip like some power had left it as it tore.

 

[BadForm]

Narration

No change. That was the first thing they noticed as they started to recover. There was no apparent change to their surroundings. Except...

Slither approached, the dirty, victorian teen smiling more sweetly than anything they had ever seen. He seemed almost as loving as they themselves were, and crouched by them as they lay together for a while.

"Thank ee," he said eventually. "Thank ee sir an' lady. You can go now. We all can. You freed us."

He left, seemingly just dissipating into nothing as he smiled at them. The last thing they heard was a terrifying thought.

"Michael is coming now."

And so he did. The thundering giant of a man, came bounding up the stairs towards where they lay. Yet... he was not scowling, not angry, not even plotting.

"AR! You did it! I though 'at nobody could break the curse of that damn lawman! You did it! I can go back now, back to my people. The ghost house is yours... if you want it!"

Ghost house? It was only then that they noticed the real difference. There were two rooms here, overlayed on top of one another. The first, was the room they had been in, still in good condition, still just as it had been. The second was the same room unprotected from centuries of use and abuse without repair. It was crumbling and filthy, and seemed to be getting worse. Even as they lay there, the plaster from the walls began to fall. The floor collapsed from woodworm and rot.

"It's all in the will," said Michael as he dissipated too. "Your will now. If you want this place, make it your own. Just think and it will be!"

OOC: Up to you guys now - I'm presuming Amon has left, so we can presume his character ran out of (and does not return to) the crumbling house. I've heard from DM that she is interested in continuing though, and an - your posts are always worthwhile - so if you want to continue thats fine. Like I say, up to you guys.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Samantha

Sam realised what was happening, even before Harold did.

The house was aging as the curse was lifted and one by one the ghosts drew away, freed by the act of the will's destruction.

Sam smiled softly at Harold.

"It's up to you now daddy.."

Harold seemed not to understand.

"If you release me ... I will be gone, to the spirit world, but at peace.. "

She looked into the mist where Slither and the others were disappearing.

"Or if you wish me to stay, free yourself from the rubble and take me with you out of these ruins, hold onto my spirit daddy and I'll stay with you."

Harold started to move tentatively, as rubble began falling about them.

"or.... the third option..."

Her eyes locked with his...

"if you stay in this rubble, you will surely be killed... taken with the house... I would stay with you... it could all be so painless.... think ... our spirits could be free.. to wander.. together.. forever..."

Sam's eyes were locked entreatingly on her father.

"It's your choice daddy... whatever you want... but decide quickly.. time is running out..."

Sam looked up at her father, as his eyes bore into hers. He was still buried deep inside her.

"Choose... quickly... make it as you want... there's only us now... "
Her voice urged him softly, but urgently..

"Quick.. daddy... to die in peace, you must give up your life willingly... or save yourself and get out quickly.. now!"

 

[afternooner]

Harold

He heard his daughters words and knew that he must act quickly. She explained the options and he knew them to be true. burried deep inside her still he couldn't bear the thought of letting her go or leaving himself but he found that even though he felt these things he didn't want to die he was afraid of the unknown spirit word.

He thought of his life where he would go if he left. Back to his wife. not after what she had done, keeping from him the knowledge that Sam was not his daughter, to leave his bed and reject his love. No he could not go back to her Even in his wildest dreams he didn't love her.

His dreams, sometimes he dreamed she would come into his bed at times it almost seemed real. The last time he'd had this dream had been nine months before Sam was born. Oh god! Harold thought nine monthes before his precious daughter had been born he dreamed that his wife had come to his bed and made love to him. The dream was so real that Harold had hoped that it was true but she was gone when he awoke. Had she been there when he was sleeping and... Oh god! Sam was his daughter he knew now for sure and his heart swelled with pride and joy.

"Yes my daughter, you are of my flesh so precious you are to me. Tears of joy ran down his cheeks and he knew what to do. They couldn't return to the real world for they would forever be shunned for loving each other as man and woman as well as father and daughter. He had to...he wanted to die, to join her, to stay joined as they were now.

He pulled her up into his lap keeping the conection that held them together and he rocked her... rocked her back and forth "

I love you Sam, my precious daughter I will go with you to the spirit world where we can always love each other this very special way". He felt the softness inside of her and as the house continued to crumble he had the feeling that he was being drawn up inside her body. He felt a release not unlike a climax as his lifeforce left his body sucked up by her desire for him to be one with her. "

"Oh Sam I love you......."

His voice faded as his spirit was now deep inside her womb waiting to be reborn....

 

[amon_darknight]

OOC sorry i was gone for so long, had no internet

Johna

*he sees Maribella get killed and falls to his knees upstairs as he sees Michel, and he sits there on hsi knees horrified at teh situation, he than sees the current events happenign and the house destroying it self adn his father and his sister together and he smiles*

Johna: Be at peace sis, and i love you father, you two are made for eachother, adn i will no longer hate you or interfere with you two.

*he sits there and watches as tears start to fall from his eyes, as he thinks about Maribella*