Many who possess psychic or what're oft called Otherworldly abilities stem from long lines of Mediums whose abilities're passed down through the generations much like their DNA. Others who possess such abilities're the first of their kind in their family, and often thought of as psychotic versus special. But one thing's almost always true in both cases–they're able to see, hear, and otherwise Communicate with the Spirit Realm from a very early age.
Rob Kuykendall–oft affectionately referred to as Bobby by his family and closest friends–was one of those who'd possessed such abilities technically since before Birth. Like his mother and her side of the family before him, he could See, Hear, and Communicate with the Dead, not to mention various other types of Spirits. Some were what were referred to as Elementals–meaning they were Spirits that were never human, but borne of the Earth, rather than being a demonic Entity. All the same, many folks in his small hometown of Mechanicsburg thought he, his siblings, and his mother alike were all crazy and needed to be locked away.
It was only after the Kuykendall–or Dall–children, Primarily Rob, helped solve the Mystery of the insane amount of hauntings in West Mechanicsburg that they were celebrated, rather than ridiculed. Few knew the significance of Water being a Spiritual conduit, so they didn't realize that the Trindle Spring Run–which flowed North into the Conodoguinet Creek–was the main source of all the paranormal goings-on.
After they'd put their Pagan Knowledge to use and connected the dots between clues, the Dall children'd realized that the slow-moving Town run was providing Energy to the vast amount of Spirits in the area. With that additional Energy, they were able to Manifest in any number of ways ranging from the Living being touched to Seeing and Hearing things no one else could. Many of those Spirits were finally put to rest by the adults finally holding what amounted to long-in-coming funerals along the small Stream's banks, and the activity was quick to die down afterward. People were able to Return to what they considered a relatively normal Life, easily co-existing with their ghostly residents who tended to just pop in long enough to essentially say Hi! How're you? before disappearing again.
However, helping to solve that Mystery mighta gotten the Dalls recognized as folks who needed to be celebrated rather than ridiculed, but it also came with some drawbacks. New folks who moved to Town'd hear the story from other locals and wanna meet all of them, but none more so than Rob. By the Time he was seventeen, he hid in his bedroom at home, teaching himself how to play guitar and bass more than he went out for anything but school. He was oft bombarded by Spirits for various reasons, and he couldn't take the townsfolk and newcomers constantly bombarding him, too.
But one Day the Summer after he turned thirty, his talents were called upon again–this Time, both to solve a Mystery like the one from his childhood and to help a fellow Medium going through the same thing.
Some details of this story're bound to seem familiar to anyone who's ever watched the shows Ghosts of Shepherdstown and Ghosts of Morgan City. That's 'cuz I'm using a combination of their quote-unquote storylines, just with a Change to the setting of said stories since none of Poison–not even CC–are from West Virginia or Louisiana.
~Banshee
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Ghosts of Philadelphia
FanfictionRob Dall was always considered both a freak and a gifted person - as was the rest of his family. After all, he embodied pretty much every type of Medium on the Planet, not just the psychic variety. His hometown fame really kicked off, though, after...
