When she dies

Marin

-6 years later-

I have been a restless spirit for many years now. I have avenged those who were trapped in there own purgatory. Trapped in a cell, inside another human.

This man has never been defeated, even by a spirit itself. He is my hunt, he will die by my hands. Even if it is my hands alone.

Bella Pov

Marin drifts next to me as we enter in the dim lit room. I can already see that Marin is ready to kill. I slowly look over. Her eyes are already all black. Her razor sharp nails hungry.
There is two walls of mirrors. One on the left and the right. It is a rather large apartment. Though the man we are seeking stands at the top of the stairs. His hand on the railing he runs his finger on the rail as he slowly walks down to us.
I take Marin's arm to calm her down. She vanishes. Knowing what comes next I take a few steps back.
"You must be the famous Bella I have heard SO SO SO much about?" His eyes....He is insane. His mind is completely checked out. He has killed many and already I see the spirits roaming, as if this was the only safe place anymore. Their eyes are hallow, black liquid running down their eyes.
It makes me shiver. "I have overheard that your very very very very VERY close friend Marin passed away? Suicide was it?!?" I glare and snarl. "Oh kitty kitty. I hate to bring up my favorite subject around my newest guest. But I have to get into it, too exciting!" He walks large circles around me. As he rubs his chin. "Yes yes yes. It was suicide. And yet....she chose to return?!? AHAHAHAHAHA! Cute, cute, cute. She has been here for quite sometime. Suffering, in pain." He leans in whispers in my ear. "Cold, emotionless, alone, tired, afraid, confused," I tighten my fist. "She always must fight just for you doesn't she? But what about herself? See, she didn't return for herself, she returned for you! Ah...I see it now." I jerk away. His eyes are purple. He moves his eyes looking around as if searching for someone with wide eyes. "She came back for you! All for you! And look what you are making her do?!"
The ground shakes. Vases fall and break. The floorboards bend with an unseen force. The insane man steps backwards with fear and concern. The spirits stand behind him. Marin rises from the ground in front of him several feet away. She holds the hands of two children. A girl and a boy. They too have hallow black eyes, it drips down. They laugh, it echoes. A girl with a pretty long flower dress that is ripped and torn walks over and takes his hand.
"H-How did you?!?"
"It's over. Surrender."
"Surrender? SURRENDER?!? You must been mistaken." All the spirits including Marin fall to the ground. Moans enter the room. The children stand unharmed.
"Once you enter this home, I have complete control over you. Even when you leave. But! This interests me. You hadn't come here before, but yet....I was able to possess you."
"You?!"
"AHAHAHAHAHA! Yes, I was so happy to be able to feel and touch the blood of innocence again."
Rob and the girl run in holding swords.
"Get away from her! Let them go!"
"New....blood. Exciting!"

"Heh heh heh heh heh."

We look up. Marin stands there being held. (Bridal style) she is limp and motionless. A dark figure wearing armor stands and laughs. "Thank you for Marin love." It turns away and disappears with her.

"NO!"