Haunted House

[BadForm]

Michael

Within a second, both the gun and phone had been yanked fiercely from Johna's hands. He spun to see who had done it and found a huge, gruff-looking man, nearly seven feet tall, standing behind him. A full beard almost masked his face, but nothing could hide the cruel gling in his eyes. He was obviously wealthy, going by the velvet his clothes were made of, but his style was hundreds of years out of date.

He pointed the gun at the estate agent and squeezed the trigger, laughing as the bullet sped through her ghostly head without making contact. It didn't stop her reacting though. Her eyes rolled up into her head as she collapsed against the wall and slid to the floor.

"Poor soul," chuckled Michael. "She has never managed to adjust to being dead."

He looked from Johna to Samantha and back again. "So, who did you think would come to you, sir?"

He glanced at the telephone, seeing the number written across it. He seemed to think for a while, then laughed uproariously.

"A priest? Tis to laugh! I have not tasted so-called holy blood in many decades. How do I use this infernal device? It could prove entertaining to bring another holy man here!"

 

[amon_darknight]

Johna

*feels the power of the pull of his gun and phone out of his hand, adn is in shock, no one has ever been able to disarm him, he was in the L.A. Riots taking on huge guys adn they could not disarm him, all his training and for what now, how could he fight against this form of evil, that he could not hurt, he gets his spark back adn the fire in his eyes are back as he rolls back adn he draws his other gun and fires at the floating phone in where the head should be*

Johna:TAKE THIS YOU MOTHERFUCKER!!! AWWWWWWWW!!!!!

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Samantha

"you stay back, SAM get over here now, get away from her, i am calling the church right now."
Sam dumbly followed Johna's order and moved behind him, her eyes still locked with Sandy's. Somehow Samantha felt more terror due to the fact that the estate agent looked so natural so real...

Samantha gasped as Johna's gun and phone were ripped out of his hands. She ducked as they sped upwards and fell to the floor beside him. From any vantage point the man who appeared would look enormous, but from her kneeling position on the floor Samantha was totally dwarfed. She looked up in numb fear as Michael towered above her. Bearded, cruel and obviously not of this time, Samantha shuddered as he pointed the gun and shot at Sandy. The laugh he gave as the bullet passed through the ghostly estate agent and her reaction to it was eerie and evil.


"Poor soul, she has never managed to adjust to being dead."
The estate agent.. had been killed... in this house no doubt... was that what would happen to them? Would they be trapped here for..eternity..?

Michaels eyes moved from Johna to Sam. She had torn her gaze from Sandy as she fell and now felt her eyes locked with this new apparition until he returned his look to Johna.

"So, who did you think would come to you, sir?"

His hideous laugh once again was pure evil.

"A priest? Tis to laugh! I have not tasted so-called holy blood in many decades. How do I use this infernal device? It could prove entertaining to bring another holy man here

Samantha paled... tasted.. blood... holyblood.. had he.. had a priest come to his end here.... my God.. what could save them? She cowered in the corner where she knelt.

Looking up too late, Sam saw that Johna had once again pulled out a gun and fired. Sam realised though her brother did not that using guns only endangered them further. Ghosts, somehow could use guns..she had seen that and yet only the living could be hurt by them.

"Nooo, Johna!!!"
She screams!

 

[BadForm]

Michael

OOC: Michael is quite visible at the moment, Amon - that's why I put his description in my last post.

IC: Michael laughed at Johna, his mouth open wide. That was where the bullets disappeared into, thunking home with a sickening sound, not leaving his head. Five bullets took him down, the rest hit the wall as he fell. Michael lay on the floor, apparently as a regular corpse. He didn't move, he didn't breathe, he didn't do anything.

As Johna relaxed slightly, Michael opened one eye and stared at him.

"Now, sir," he said, his voice muffled as though he held something in his mouth. "Is that a way to treat your elder's and betters?"

He stood up once more, quite easily and stared at the fbi agent who seemed to have lost his mind.

"I think you lost something, sir," he said, grinning. "Want them back?"

He spat a bullet, hard and fast, between Johna's parted legs, just blow his crotch. A hair higher and it would have hit hm. The next rifled through his trouser leg, seeming to burn his flesh as it grazed by. The third smashed into the floor, just as Johna moved his foot out of the way. The fourth caught him full in the shoulder, spinning him round instantly.

Michael laughed loudly. "I still got one left, sir," he said. "Do you wish me to return it to you..." his eyes flicked to Samantha. "Or would you prefer I give it to your sister?"

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Samantha

Samantha watched as the apparition seemed to drop as Johna's bullets hit him. For moments Samantha saw him lay inert as if newly dead. She had not even allowed herself a sigh of relief when Michael opened an eye and addressed Johna once more. His tone mocking and menacing.

"I think you lost something, sir, want them back?"

The bullets flew, as Samantha could barely gasp. They landed between John's legs, through his trouser leg, into the floor just missing a foot until the fourth hit home and hit him full in the shoulder. It was then Samantha gave a strangled cry, but was unable to move to her brother, before the ghostly voice continued, laughing in sick amusement.

"I still got one left, sir," he said. "Do you wish me to return it to you..."
then Samantha froze at his words and his calculating glance as his eyes came to rest on her. "
Or would you prefer I give it to your sister?"

Unable to speak, her eyes were locked with the terrifying spectre. The bullet glilnted, lodged threateningly between his lips. She knew he had but to spit it in her direction and....

Tears squeezed slowly from her eyes as she faced her terror. Seconds ticked by silently. She knew her life was in his hands and prayed that Johna would do nothing further to arouse the spectre's anger and attract a bullet... She wished she had the voice to calm the spirit, reason with him, but her throat was so constricted with fright, she could not drag her fearful gaze away from Michael's mocking grin...

 

[amon_darknight]

Johna

*sees the bullets being fired at him in slow motion, saw the first one go right between his legs adn the next go through his pants, and all he had was a stone cold look on his face as he just looked at him with horror in Johnas eye and than it happened, the pain of being shot again, seeing my sister and my father toghter and my father treating her bad and me not being there to save her, no i will not have it, the bullet went clean through my shoulder only because i had hollowed tipped bullets, he felt the bullet enter and than he felt it exit. He fell to his knees and with out taking his eyes off Michel adn than he heard his words

"Michael laughed loudly. "I still got one left, sir," he said. "Do you wish me to return it to you..." his eyes flicked to Samantha. "Or would you prefer I give it to your sister?"


his laugh echos through Johnas head adn the words of him killing his sister, he would not have it, he made a tight fist and clenched his teeth together adn soon had again his no fear of death, he again stared at micheal*

Johna:you dont want her, what do you want from us, dont hurt my sister, she is all i got in the world, is it the priest you want, or what i dont know you tell me. You hurt my sister ill kill you in the after life a thousands times over!!

*stood there blocking the pain out of his body as blood spills all over the ground, he pulls his cricifix out and kisses it*

 

[BadForm]

Michael

Michael roared at Johna's words. He had more guts than most who saw Michael, and more than his sister he felt sure. It was going to be interesting to see what they would do when the other ghosts really started to get interested in the new family. Or, come to that, if their father ever went any further with his daughter. Then Johna pulled out his crucifix in protection. Michael's face slipped from a laugh to an annoyed sneer.

"Very well... BOY!" He spat the word. "Summon your priest. Summon your fbi too - whatever that is. Summon anyone and see what help they will be to you."

He spat the last bullet more slowly than the rest, but very accurately. It was just enough to shatter the crucifix in Johna's hand. Then Michael faded like some perverted Cheshire cat. First his body vanished, leaving just a sickening grin. Then that too disappeared, and the cell phone dropped to the floor.


OOC: If anyone wants to join in as someone called - police/fbi/priest, then feel free. Otherwise, the phone call will not get someone to come to the house. Oh, and is the father still around? Afternooner?

 

[amon_darknight]

Johna

*hears the ghosts words, adn thinks, he spits the bullet out and shatters Johnas crucifix, he looks as he disappears and he just yells out in rage as he looks around for anymore ghosts, he picks his guns up and takes teh bullets out and puts them in hsi clip holder, he picks his phone up adn stares to it for a while and than he looks around to see where hsi sister is, he has a worried look on hsi face*

Johna:SAM, SAM are you ok

*he finds her and goes and kneels besides her, taking her hand into his for support*

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Samantha

Samantha sits on the floor, her arms wrapped round herself tears streaming silently down her face.

"SAM, SAM are you ok ?"
She shakes her head silently unable to speak, still locked in the terror, appalled at what she has just witnessed.
Johna crosses over to her and kneels taking her hand.


"Sam..?"
He repeats. She slowly looks up at him... her face pale and eyes still wide and staring...

"Johna... please... " She chokes... " Get rid of those guns..that.. thing..could have killed us both... they just don't work.. you can't killl ghosts again... "
She looks down at his newly loaded gun and shivers.
She never liked guns, but she knows that these weapons can only be used against themselves.

She looks up at him again, wanting to convince him.
"Johna... your bullet could have killed me.... "
She puts her head down on her knees relief and terror making helpless tears slide silently down her cheeks...

 

[amon_darknight]

Johna

*hears his sisters words about getting rid of the guns, he thinks about it*

Johna:i guess you are right sis, i should get rid of the guns, but where would i put them that the ghosts would not be able to get to them? Im sorry for putting you in danger, I guess i am not as good as a brother as i thought i was, Dad probably could do a better job of protecting you from harms way than i could.

*he walks away with his head down adn kicking rocks and stuff as he carefully goes upstairs, he finds a empty room with a window adn he sits down on teh floor looking at his guns and he unloads them and puts the clips in his jacket pocket, he looks as his phone again, wondering if he should put the innocent lives of others in danger here, that big ghosts wants blood, adn i dont watn to give it to him, should i be afraid or should i just be dead. I never should have come here, sis likes dad better than i anyways adn she would rather see me dead here than ever to come adn live with her*

*he tosses his Unloaded gun to the ground and bangs his head on the wall acouple of times, thinking of how stupid he was to get a suspension for being to aggresive on the job, he thinks more to himself about how he could never find a girlfriend or a woman to even look at him, cause he always had a very scary look on his face, why couldnt he get a break??*

Johna:damn this accrused house, it is now my fault if anything happens to my sis damn my souless body if anything were to happen to her

*slams his head again against the wall*

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Samantha

Samantha stands... at the doorway... watching Johna.

He had not heard her follow him down the hall.

She watches as he dismantles his guns. His face is distraught.. she flinches as he bangs his head against the wall.. but remains still and silent watching him.

Again... the same action... as he hits his head with force...

Sam moves forward quickly and quietly and kneeling wraps her arms around Johna, pulling his head away from the wall and cocooning it at her breast... she rubs her hands lightly through his hair and wraps her arms around him.

"Ssshhhh... don't...." she soothes lightly.....

"It's...ok... I love you Johna... you saved my life..... don't forget that...... "

She kisses the top of his head lightly as she holds his head close, warmly cradled at her breasts, the gesture innocent and mothering.... desperate to reassure him and show him her devotion.

 

[amon_darknight]

Johna

*as Sam holds his head to her breasts like a mother would hold her child, he pushes her away softly, has a angry look on his face*

Johna:Look Samatha, if i would have called you adn told you all about the house, you would not have bought it, but i didnt call because Dad, I dont liek him, in fact I hate him. I know you love daddy adn you think he is a great guy and all, but i dont and if i ever catch him doing some werid shit to you, or he hurts you, i will kill him. We are going to die here sis, you gotta understand that, i bet i cant even open the door and leave, i should of told you all that i knew about this place, now you death is because of your dumb ugly, stupid brother

*drops his head in sadness as he grips his gun handle with no bullets in ut*

Johna:i am a terrible brother to you

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Samantha

Samanta looks down at Johna in hurt suprise as he pushes her roughly away....

"Look Samatha, if i would have called you adn told you all about the house, you would not have bought it, but i didnt call because Dad, I dont liek him, in fact I hate him. I know you love daddy adn you think he is a great guy and all, but i dont and if i ever catch him doing some werid shit to you, or he hurts you, i will kill him"

She starts to protest, but he continues...

"We are going to die here sis, you gotta understand that, i bet i cant even open the door and leave, i should of told you all that i knew about this place, now you death is because of your dumb ugly, stupid brother.."

She backs away from him, scared by his words about the ghosts.. her daddy... and feeling rejected...


"I am a terrible brother to you ..."

She considers arguing and insisting that he is a good brother, but is unable to... and feels reluctant to approach him... she stands there... not knowing what to do... or say... feeling totally rejected...


She backs out of the room... and walks into the hall.. she stares at the door..thinking of what Johna said, wondering if she dare try to open it ... and realises that she is scared .... what if she can't?

She looks over at the door to the living room.. to the library.. the kitchen.. and finally up the stairs.... her daddy is up there somewhere.. oh god.. she hoped he was ok... but.. she remembered what had happened on the stair...

She feels trapped... alone... daddy upstairs and her too scared to go up those stairs again.. and Johna.. well... she just had to leave him right now....

She walks to the door, her hand pausing on the front door knob... she should just turn it and walk out.. out of this house.. out of everyone's lives... but.. what if she couldn't... she asked herself again... .. could she risk finding out that she was trapped in here.. permenantly.......?

 

[afternooner]

Harold

Harold watched from the top of the steps as the terrible scene below him evolves. He cant't believe his eyes at the strange events and soon realizes his son is foolish to try to fight these ghosts the way he is with guns and loud threatening words.

But he is hopless to help as he knows now how demented his son has become and if he shows his face he is a dead man so he bides his time watching the events unfold until Johna finally breaks down and goes into another room. Going down the stairs Harold steps behind Sam who is trying to open the door to leave. Please don't leave me Sam I need you here and you need me too Come upstairs to the bedroom. We walk by the room where Johna is cowering in the corner and Sam pulls Harold toward the door.


"Just leave him be for a while, come up into the other bedroom and we'll figure out a way to overcome these ghosts, if we can just figure out what they want, maybe they will leave us alone I don't think they're after us, it's just our presense that upsets them." Harold puts his arm around his daughters shoulder and leads her to the bed.

"Lie down here sweetheart, I 'll get you a glass of water and we will talk. He kisses her on the forehead and finding himself aroused again, looking at her small helpless body, her breasts rising and falling as she breathes, her bright eyes asking for comfort, her body trembling against his.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Samantha

Sam stares at the door.. takes a deep breath and reaches out towards the handle. She jumps as she feels hands upon her shoulders..

"Please don't leave me Sam I need you here and you need me too Come upstairs to the bedroom."
She fling her arms round her daddy's neck.. and feels him hold her tightly.
"Ohh.. daddy... it was .. horrible..." she whispers...
"Johna's here.. he... "
Samantha takes her dad by the arm and tries to make him go to Johna... but Harold turns her firmly away from the room.

"Just leave him be for a while, come up into the other bedroom and we'll figure out a way to overcome these ghosts, if we can just figure out what they want, maybe they will leave us alone I don't think they're after us, it's just our presense that upsets them."

Sam feels him put his arm around her shoulder and lets him lead her up the stairs... her eyes looking round nervously as she climbs the steep staircase. Shaking with relief, she lets Harold take her in to the adjacent bedroom, without wondering why and lets him lead her to the bed.

"Lie down here sweetheart, I 'll get you a glass of water and we will talk."

She lays down with a sigh and smiles as he kisses her on the forehead. She closes her eyes a shiver running through her body... her breath catching as she makes an effort to calm her nerves.... she opens her eyes again and sees Harold looking down at her... her seyes parkle with unshed tears... she looks pleadingly up at Harold.... asking him wordlessly to make it alright.. to make everything nasty go away... even Johna.. seems ... disturbed.. angry... she's confused... he said such evil things.. about her daddy... but... he didn't understand.... but.. neither did she anymore..... she trembled..... nothing made sense any more....

 

[afternooner]

Harold

OOC: Dm I think your pm box is full. lol check it out.

IC:

Harold looked down at his daughter seeing her so afraid wanting to help her become calm, relaxed. He feels her trmebling body as he holds her hand.

"There, there my love he whispers I'm here and I want to take care of you, stay with me no matter what and you will be alright, he bends over and kisses her again feeling a longing to be closer to her come over him.

Abruptly he gets up trying to conceal his erection from her. He hurries into bathroom and gets a glass of water. Coming back he hands it to her and as she takes it it slips from her hand.

"Oh! I'm so sorry".

he says as the water spills over her front. Hastily he moves to wipe her off, his hands brushing against her breasts feeling their softness and the budding of her nipples. "

I'm sorry".

He says again"

"Maybe we should take off your wet shirt."

He reaches for the hem... Not realizing himself what he is doing, His mind going ten years back when he used to help her dress.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Samantha

Harold held her hand comfortingly.

"There, there my love he whispers I'm here and I want to take care of you, stay with me no matter what and you will be alright,"

She feels reassured as he leans over and kisses her. She sighs and he kisses her again... then leaves.. with strange abruptness to fetch her water.

Samantha shivers, she does not want to be left alone. She remembers again how her brother pushed her away... he'd never done that before...

She reaches out to take the glass that Harold has now returned with and clumsily lets it slip..

"Oh! I'm so sorry".
"No.. daddy it was me... "
She moves to hold out her sweatshirt and feels Harold attempting to brush the water off for her.

I'm sorry".
He repeats, but Sam is unsure what he's sorry for... she feels his hands stroke her, her nipples now taut in reaction to the cold water... she reasons....

"..Yes... " Sam pulls the garment over her head.. only then does she remember that she is wearing only the sweatshirt and leggings and no underwear beneath.. she pauses..trapped in the garment half way over her head as she sits on the bed.... with Harold, no doubt not realising, she thinks to herself, with his hands raising the hem....

 

[afternooner]

Harold

The touch of her soft breasts in his memory as he takes the hem in his hands comes to Harolds attention as her realizes she is naked under her nightshirt. Part of him wants to quickly pull her shirt over her head, to view what before only his fantasies of her revealed, as he watched her body move beneath her clothing. How he wants to see her now as he had seen her those years ago, to touch her bare skin, run his fingers over the soft curves that he knew were under that wet cloth her nipples standing out against it, hard little points of flesh, the roundness of each breast clinging to the wet cloth Harold shivers as he feels his erection come alive again.

He felt her shiver You must be cold his voice was husky. "

let's get this wet shirt off you."

His hands trembling with anticipation he swifty pulled before he could change his mind.

 

[amon_darknight]

Johna

*Johna has so much hate and anger building up inside of him for his father and this fucking house. He feels so alone right now, so cold, he just does not know whaat to do. His all mighty guns here do not work, so he has nothing left. I mean come on he is no "Ghostbuster", no he is a regular dead beat F.B.I. agent that got kicked out of the department for recklessness, and would not be able to come back for awilw, slams his head again you it can be heard all through out the house that he is doing that, soon he gets up and begisn to punch the wall, just yelling and cussing.*

Johna:now i really hit rock bottom, my sis does not even like me anymore, so i now have nothing just like everyone said at the agency, i got no dad, a sister that hates me, and no girlfriend, and no wife. That is fucking gay, everything must be working agaist me. I will not let anything happen to my beloved sister, she will make it out of here alive. But for me and Dad we will both die here togheter liek father and son.

*stands there with bloodied hands thinking of what he could do to stop these ghosts, or maybe its what they want. *

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Samantha

Samantha... allows her sweatshirt to be lifted off.. but as her nakedness is revealed she hears Johna's voice...

She holds the wet top to her... covering herself by reflex, rather than because of any fear of her father...

"Johna...!"
She starts towards the door... and turns...

"We've got to help him..but.... he doesn't want me any more...!"
She turns an agonised face to her father...

 

[afternooner]

Harold

Watching his Daughter agonizing over her brothers condition, Harolds heart goes out to her but he knows that Johna is beyond saving and that they need to deal with the ghosts diferently than he had. His hand reached out to Sam. "

"No don't go down there, he rejected you and his mind is not right, come back to me"

His eyes roam across her body covered only by the wet nightshirt that she holds in front of her.

"Just come and let me hold you my daughter, remember when you used to have nightmares and Called for me I was there for you then and I'll be there for you now. Please just come and let me hold you I won't do any thing that would hurt you I promise you that and of course, I love you very much.."

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Samantha

Harold reaches his hand out to Sam. She takes it, her top slipping slightly, unnoticed..

"No don't go down there, he rejected you and his mind is not right, come back to me"

Her mind focused on Johna, straining for sounds from downstairs she does not notice Harold's eyes roaming over her body.

"Just come and let me hold you my daughter, remember when you used to have nightmares and Called for me I was there for you then and I'll be there for you now. Please just come and let me hold you I won't do any thing that would hurt you I promise you that and of course, I love you very much.."

His voice is soft.. his look loving... She thinks how out of control Johna seems... and looks again at her dear father...
She walks over to him and moves within his embrace.. the wet top dropping as he holds her against him....

 

[afternooner]

Harold

As she comes into his arms, a mixture of emotions course through Harolds body and his mind. Thoughts about how precious his daughter is to him and how she trusts him to take care of her and feelings, feelings about what her body is doing to his, as he feels the warmth and softness of it against him. Feelings of arousal as he gazes down at her breasts now completely exposed to his view. As his hands come around her back and they lower until they are grasping at her butt pulling her gently but firmly towards him. his face is in her soft hair and he can feel her breath against his neck.

Oh my sweet Sam let me just hold you and hold me too if we stay together we will be alright I just know that for sure. he backs her toward the bed feeling the heat of her against him. He pulls her head away from him and looks in her eyes.

Is this ok Sam it feels ok to me to hold you so close to feel your body against mine. His eyes meet hers and he sees trust and acceptatance in them, his heart goes out to her and then he stops confused, somewhere in the back of his mind he knows that this is not right. the feelings that he is feeling, he knows that he wants to make love to her. his body is demanding it and his mind is starting to accept it, he looks to her for guidance, if it is ok with her then he could do it otherwise, no, he must not..

 

[amon_darknight]

Johna

*looks at hsi shoulder, seeing it is just a fleshwound, he pulls some tissue out and he cleans it up some as best as he can, as he cleans it he yellls and cusses loud*

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Samantha

Samantha sighs feeling safe and secure as her father holds her. Together they would beat the ghosts he had said, she hoped he knew what he was doing. She trembled, thinking of what could happen to all of them if they were indeed trapped as she feared.

She does not register at first that her father has placed his hands on her bottom, until she feels her body being pulled towards her father's body. She gasps soundlessly shocked by the feel of her daddy's hardness rubbed closely against her body.

"Oh my sweet Sam let me just hold you and hold me too if we stay together we will be alright I just know that for sure. "
Her body shivers in a totally new type of fear, not the terror of the ghostly apparitions, more an unease.

Locked in her thoughts once more she turns to hear her father's voice once more as he backs her towards the bed. She sits and again Harold wraps his arms around her, sitting closely beside her on the quilt.
"Is this ok Sam it feels ok to me to hold you so close to feel your body against mine."

She nods wordlessly as he reaches out for her once more. She has somehow accepted his advances, without realising it ...

Sam is laid on the bed as her father looks down at her..... she smiles soflty - a natural response, then her face tenses as she hears the noises downstairs..
"Johna"
Sam whispers her brother's name as she hears him cursing still ... she looks at her father nervously....