HI!

My name is Dreamcreator, and this is my first Casper fan fiction. It has taken awhile but I have finally got it posted up right now. Yay! So happy.

Anyway, this is a series that I am working on, called the Spirit Gate. I am already working on a Kingdom Hearts one if anyone is interested in it. I will try my best and update this, but I am working on other stories, one being Colorful Magic. But I will do my best!

Oh, and I would like to thank Telemorphia for helping me out, and getting me to write this story. Thank you! Thank you! Sorry I had too much sugar, and I have been sick for over a week. Not so good for me. I had to make up a whole week for missing school in a week! But I did it.

So please read and review!

Thank you!

Disclaimer: I do not own Casper. I only own my original characters and the Spirit Gate.

Enjoy!

Spirit Gate: Ties that Bind

Chapter one: The Beginning

In a small town, with so little people, and its old building and house, it looked almost deserted. There was hardly anything, there except for a couple of things. In reality this place was almost a ghost town. It was also snowing, making it beautiful but also dreary.

The irony in it.

There was a graveyard, and it was large filled with headstones. The hallowed ground had more residents in there, then the whole town, but I digress. Beyond this dismal place was an old church. It was cobblestoned white, and with beautiful glass stained windows. Its gigantic cross was still intact, standing above the church. It had been abandoned for years, but it was still beautiful holding its holy presence.

In the old church, had a few wooden pews, broken and worn down. The wooden alter was also there, where the preacher would give his speeches. A couple of rusted brass candle holders were still standing as well. It was complete empty.

To the living that is.

In one of the wooden pews, that had not broken, sat a figure. More like a figure hovering over the pew. It was a clear hazy white that you could see right through them. It was small, and looked childlike, had more of a feature of a small boy yet with no legs but a tail. It was a small ghost that was sitting in the old church.

The small ghost boy opened up his innocent bright blue eyes. They were teary eyed.

He sniffled, wiping away the tears that were falling, and spoke.

"I had it. I have truly had it. Why is that I do something and it's not good enough for them? I try and try and yet they still treat me like dirt. I understand why my uncles treat me like that and of course I'm use to it, but it gets frustrating after centuries of this abuse. But why does he treat me like that?" he wondered.

The small ghost boy sighed, and lifted his head, to stare at a portrait of the saints, along with the Virgin Mary, holding the baby Deity.

"Please, I like to know, where I belong. I know I don't belong with the living anymore and I know I am supposed to go somewhere, a totally different place from here, but I don't know how to get there. I am so confused and lost. Please, help me, please. That's all I ask for. That is what I wish for." Said the ghost and began to cry again.

Suddenly the wind began to pick up and blew the church doors right open, almost breaking from their hinges. The few candles that were left in the candleholders lit up and burned brightly in the atmosphere. The boy held his breath (which was odd since he could no longer breathe anymore) and looked outside. He had to look away, when a bright light emitted from outside and a figure walked from it and into the church.

It was a woman, with chalk like skin, and light purple and pinkish hair that went down to her hips. A black and red bow that was in a shape of a flower was placed on the side of her hair. She wore a Victorian red and black dress, but it was very short coming halfway to her thighs and very close to the ends of her shoulders. White lace and frills could be seen since it was about an inch longer than the dress. Red and black boots also Victorian but so much different, she had on also. She looked to be about in her early twenties, but her eyes told a different story. Dull red eyes showed aged and wisdom. She had no expression on her face too.

She was locked eyes with the ghost boy. Both of them did not move and say anything till the ghost spoke up first to break the silence.

"Who are…?"

"I am the great Wishmaker, Bringer of Wishes, and Creator of Dreams. I am the ruler of the Spirit Gate." She said taking a bow. Even her voice portrayed wisdom and time as well.

"You mean… everything is true then?"

"Yes it is. So please don't be afraid." said the Wishmaker.

"I'm not scared!" said the boy, though he did show a hint of fear; for there were many tales about the Spirit Gate and its rulers, the Neutrals. Especially about her.

The Wishmaker smiled. "Don't try and lie to me, because I know everything about you. That is the reason why I came here. Because of your wish."

"My wish?" asked the small ghost boy.

"Yes, your wish. Such an innocent and sweet full wish, that I could not resist so I came down here to see you. And ask a question that I rarely ask to any wisher that calls on me: Do you want this wish granted?" she asked seriously to the shocked ghost.

The little ghost pondered about this. Here was his chance, to go to everlasting peace and move on to his afterlife. It did sound so good, to see and be with his mother again, but another thought crossed his mind: what about his uncles? What would happen to them, once he left?

"Do not worry. They shall be informed of your departure. Yet if you are not ready to leave, then I or someone else shall come back for you when you are ready to leave." said the Wishmaker.

The ghost didn't say anything for a while, but kept on thinking. After a moment of silence, he looked up at the Wishmaker, and said:

"I am ready."

The Neutral looked at him.

"Are you sure? Once this has been granted, there is no turning back. That has been the one ruled that I have never changed and never will be." She said warning him. Giving him the chance to think things through.

The ghost nodded his head. "I understand perfectly. Please can you grant my wish?" he asked politely, since the ghost boy was always kind and had been for years. It was his nature, something that he had learned from his mother, before she passed away a few years before him.

The Wishmaker smiled, a very rare sight to see on her face. Rare indeed.

"I will certainly so." She closed her eyes and lifted her hands to the air, and pointed at the ghost boy.

All of a sudden, the ghost started to glow a bright white. He felt his soul take shape and started to feel different, that he closed his eyes. He was no longer transparent, but had a body with a head, arms with hands, and a lower half with legs and feet! He was pale too, something that he always had since he was living. He opened his bright blue eyes to look at himself, with an expression of awe on his face as he looked at his fingers. Then he put his fingers on top of his head. Hair! Something he had not seen or felt in over two hundred years. It was blond with some highlights of brown in it. It was short too; going up to his ears, and was parted in the middle causing his bangs to be on the side leaving his forehead bare.

Tears began to fall down from his face. He had not seen himself in his true form since he died at a young age.

"Come." said the Wishmaker to the twelve year old boy. "It is time to leave. There are people there waiting for you."

"My Mom too?" he asked, hopefully.

The Wishmaker nodded her head. "She has been waiting a long time to see you. Let us go."

The boy, no longer a ghost, gently took the Wishmaker's hand and led him to the church's doorway. As they entered the light the boy felt something strange on his back. He turned around to see two pearly white wings on his shoulder blades! Then he looked above him and saw a bright golden halo, hovering over his head.

He was no longer a ghost, but an angel now. He smiled a big smile. It was real.

Both figures went through, the holy light disappearing, and the church doors closing up, acting like nothing had transpired there.

"Welcome back to the Light, Casper."

So what do you think? It might be a little confusing a first, but it will become clear soon. Don't worry, there is going to be a lot of action soon. Sorry if I got a little too religious there for you. It just worked for the story and I don't want to offend anyone.

Also you will be getting to see characters from different movies or games. Just letting you know a head of time.

I would like to thank Telemorphia, for helping me out again. Thanks!

I will try and update soon.

Please review!

Thank you!

Dreamcreator