Not Gone. Ghost au

The Beginning

TRIGGER WARNING!!! (death,suicide,murder,fire) it gets fluffier I promise,  haha I'm sorry....

Remus:

Death: Suicide. 31st of October 1640.

"REMUS!!!" De screamed tugging and pulling at the chains that bound him to the stack of hay that was slowly burning, screams of agony ripped through the air. I felt cold tears run down my cheeks, I couldn't move I just kept watching the love of my life burn. The screaming stopped. Something left me, I felt nothing. I walked away and went to the tree at the edge of the forest and began stabbing myself through the chest. Tears slipped down my cheeks and I let out a low laugh as I felt the life leave my body " see you in hell De" I said softly.

Deceit:

Death: Burnt alive during a witch trial.31st October 1640.

"REMUS" I screamed desperately tugging at my chains, I could feel the heat creeping up on the left side of my face, the flames licking at my entire left side. I could feel every burn as I was engulfed in fire. I was screaming, begging for it to end and then all of a sudden it did. I could feel it anymore I felt totally desensitized. And I whispered a final goodbye as I died.

Roman:

Death: Stabbed through the chest during battle. 31st October 1723.

I was running through the field, my sword in my hand, everyone was dead it was all gone, there were only ashes left... I stopped running and stared blankly at the remains of my kingdom. I knew the second wave of warriors would be coming soon. I could hear the thunder-like rumbling in the distance it was growing closer. But there was no point, I was the only man left in the field. I just stood there. The thunder sound was growing closer, I heard one man shout and then I felt something cold and sharp go through me. A blade. I coughed up blood and fell to my knees the last thing I saw was the burnt and forgotten remnants of the castle I grew up in. A tear dropped from my eye and then it became very, very dark.

Logan:

Death: murdered.31st October 1901.

I looked down at my watch, 10:40 pm. 'I should head home' I thought. I looked around my low lit office, there were neat stacks of paper, everything was categorized and ordered that was how I enjoyed it. I didn't have time for other people in my life, my life was dedicated to my research and projects. I heard a loud click sound from behind me, like a pistol being loaded. I took a single inhale and felt something hard and small pierce through my chest. Everything started fading to black, like a vintage effect was happening in front of me and then I fell to the floor.

Patton:

Death: terminal lung cancer.31st October 1990.

I was laying in a white hospital bed, breathing shallowly, my beautiful kiddo Thomas and just come to see me one last time with his mother, they left five minutes ago. 'I'm going to die soon..I'm sorry kiddo..' I thought to myself.I heard a rapid beeping sound and my heart had a sharp pain in it all of the sudden "I'm so sorry" the beeping stopped and I closed my eyes.

Virgil:

Death: overdose.31st October 2005.

'You don't matter. Everything is crashing. What's the point anymore?' the voices scream as I look down at my shaking hands, holding a bottle of pills. I began to start popping them. '1,2,3,4' I counted beginning to feel like a dream like I was here...but not really 'so close..' I swallowed them and poured more pills into my hand '5,6,7,8' My head started to pound, I felt a little pain but it wasn't much..it was easy... I faded into the dark

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