Ghostly Justice

Chapter 1

A beat up old pick up truck covered in dust and appearing to be on its last legs pulled up in front of a large plantation style home in late evening. As the truck came to a halt with a bit of screeching of the tired old breaks the driver took a deep breath and looked up at the large plantation house.

It had white columns covered in ivy, peeling silvery grey paint, large windows, and a large wooden cherry door. The driver got out the truck and looked around.

Standing about 5'6 with short blackish fade haircut(the above picture), he had screw earring in his right ear, and he was dressed in men's black pants, men's black boots, and a large baggy black hoodie.

He took a deep breath and grabbed his bags from the back of his truck and went up to the porch. With each step the boards creaked loudly and it was obvious they hadn't been changed in quite some time. He stepped around a hole in the porch and made a mental note to fix that later. He sighed before he opened the door and called. "Gram! Gramps! It's me."

His voice didn't match his body. He looked masculine but his voice was very feminine.
He then turned to where he heard creaking floorboards of where he gathered that his grandparents were and walked towards the foyer. As he walked in he smiled at his grandparents. His grandfather was in his late 80's and he looked frail, he had a bit of white hair but was mostly bald, he also had a mustache, but his face was clean shaven other then that. His grandfather was wearing an old suit that looked much like the house, once elegant but worn and old.

His grandmother was 6 years younger then her husband. She was stout and looked sturdy and looked like she could fix pretty much anything that went wrong in the house if needed. She wore simple "old lady" glasses and she had her white hair up in a braid.
Grams smiled and greated the boy with a smile nad a hug and said, "Luna! It's been so long since we have seen you. I am sorry you had to come here but we will make it as pleasant as possible."

The teen nodded before saying softly "Grams its Leo you know that..."

Grams just shook her head. "I will show you to your room Luna." She was obviously stressing the female name.

Leo sighed then followed his Grams to his new room. He looked around and the room seemed dusty as if no one else had been there in years. He set his stuff down and then went to the ancient looking bed and nodded.
"Thanks Grams. I think I will dust then head to bed. I ate on the way here." He smiled at his grandmother before giving her a hug. Grams nodded before she left the room.

He took a deep breath then went to find a broom. After finding one he proceeded to sweep his bed and the rest of the room to remove the dust the best he could in order to make it so he could actually sleep there. Afterwards he got ready to go to bed. He pulled off his hoodie revealing a black shirt with a wolf head that is half white and the other half blends in almost perfectly with the rest of the shirt if it wasn't for the eyes. He then pulled off his shirt revealing that he had on a binder. He changed out of the binder and put on an old oversized T-shirt before he changed into an old pair of sweatpants. He then got out his favorite blanket, it had a giant tiger head on it, before he crawled into bed and fell asleep curled up in his blanket.

Right before he fell asleep he felt a chill go through the room. In the corner stood a shadowy figure. It seemed to be staring right at the teen as if it was recognizing a person from its past. It slowly glided forward until it was by the bed before suddenly vanishing without a single trace.