You Never Know 2 (Ghost X Toast) (VenturianTale)

Beanie buddies

Spooker squeezed Colons hand out of fear.

"It will be okay." Colon smiled. "You're a brave ghost hunter." He then kissed Spookers forehead.

Ghost rolled his eyes.

"You're my beanie buddy, that I love to bits." Colon smiled to Spooker, their foreheads touching.

"I am pink and you are blue." Spooker joined in.

The then leaned forward and kissed.

Ghost couldn't wait until he found his friend.

"This way guys, I'm picking up a reading." He held his gun close.
He then turned a corner and saw a figure. Amiee stood beside him.

"Johnny?" Ghost called.

The figure turned.

"Ah, hello Gho-Sir. I said Sir." He smiled.

Amiee looked to Spooker. His eyes widened and he reached out to stop Ghost from getting to Toast.

"Spooker?"

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(Hey. Just want to say, there's a tiny bit of gore here.)

"What am I witnessing?" He asked.

"My death. You remember back, when there was a sixteen year old boy, sitting in bed, texting a friend to help him right?"

Toasts blood ran cold. He watched the two people.

"No no no." He covered his mouth. "He said he didn't kill anyone. He replied quickly too, like a real conversation! How could he have-?"

"He's a demon, Johnny. He does that. He can make the impossible, possible."

A young Katrina stood at the riverside, watching the water flow beneath her. She smiled.

"Katrina!~"

"My Ghost!" She ran over and hugged him. "What are you doing out this late?" She asked him.

"I have a secret." He giggled, putting a hand in his pocket.

"Okay." She tilted her head and smiled.

"Do you wanna know my secret?" He whispered.

"If you want to tell me." 

"Come here then." He pulled her close and looked at her, leaning in like he was going to kiss her.

She blushed and leaned up too, before she felt a sharp pain in her side.

"Stab stab.. STAB!! AHAHAHAHA!!" He laughed.

She screamed out in pain, as the knife was pulled out of her and he stabbed her in the neck.

"I died." She said. "It was then that I turned into a demon. To live on."

"I'm sorry for that." Toast said, feeling sorry for her-murdered at a young age. "But why is this in my photo life?" He asked, turning to Katrina.

"Because you could've warned me." She looked at him. "And now, you'll pay." She launched herself at him, her claw like nails digging into his neck. "My life was stripped away from me! I lost my family! The still miss me every flipping day. And it's your fault that I'm dead! I did nothing!"

He noticed tears in her eyes as she said this, still feeling sorry for her.

"Miss. Katrina-pl-ease! I a-am sorr-y! But-! Pl-ea-se stop-p this! .. I c-an't-t....  br-e-athe-! .... Pl-ease!" He struggled to talk.

She suddenly stopped and looked down at him. His light blue eyes stared into her burning red ones. He saw the child she was before hatred took her. He saw that she had been turned to a point when there was no way to turn her back. She then disappeared. Toast stood up and rubbed his neck.

"That's going to leave a mark." He coughed, getting his breath back and wiping his eyes.

He stood and looked over to see that Jimmy had gotten rid of the body.

"I'm going to have to make him forget that he ever had her.. no, why don't I tell him that she broke up with him and moved away? That would be better."

"Jimmy, I swear when I next see you, I will strangle you." He sighed.

It was Toasts fault that Jimmy had killed Katrina. He should've told her. And now he felt guilty for her death.

He blinked and he was in a different scene. A sunny sky, a few clouds and the grass was a bright green. It almost looked fake. His father and Mary stood either side of Katrina. She held out her hand again.

"Take my hand. I will end your pain. I will help you." She smiled. "Then you can live happily in the afterlife."

Toast weakly nodded, looking at the hand, feeling like he was in a daze. Slowly, he placed one foot in front of the other.

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"I know how to get out of here." "Toast" said.

"Lead the way, Johnny."

"Ghost." Spooker said. "Ghost.. Ghost.. Ghost."

"What is it Spooker?!"

Spooker looked to "Toast" and then Amiee.

Ghost stared at him, puzzled. "Lay off the coffee, Spook." He then turned back to "Toast"

"Are they normally like that?" He asked.

"You know they are, Johnny." Ghost looked up at his partner. "Goodness, what did they do to you?"

"Ghostie."

"Not now, Jimmy."

"Ghostie. I've picked up something. From Amiee to Spooker."

"And?"

"And that's not Toaster. Well, I mean it is, but it isn't Johnny. It's Gavin."

"What?"

"Amiee is warning you that that's Gavin and he are going to lead you to your death."

"Why should I trust you?"

"Trust me this once. I won't kill  him if you do."

"I wouldn't let you kill him anyway."

Silence

"Fine. I trust you."

"Quit the acting, Gavin." Ghost said, stopping. Colon and Spooker nearly walked into the back of each other.

The man froze and turned around. He then looked to Amiee. "You're going to get it, ghost-girl!"

She screamed and ran over to Spooker, hiding behind him.

"Well, not that it matters," Gavin said, returning to his original voice. "I mean, you're still going to die." He took off the jacket he wore and took off the make up.

"Where is Johnny?!" Ghost yelled.
"Wouldn't you like to know." He paused. "Let's just say, Katrina is taking care of him. And, then she will leave the killing to me. But for now," he cracked his knuckles, turning towards the group. "Let's get this funeral started."

Gavin, why do you have to be a bully?

DOUBLE UPLOAD.

There might be another chapter that I will upload later today. Notice how I say "might". I mean, I don't know.

So then. I hope you all enjoyed the chapter and goodness-Jimmy is actually helping Ghost.

So yeah. I will see you in the next chapter.

-Guargent