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Ghostly Encounter

The sun set with a vivid show of red and gold, leaving behind the glow of the city lights sparkling in the darkness. It was a peaceful evening and promised to be an even calmer night decorated with the distant stars and half-full moon. But, though the city appeared quiet and serene, there was one person who seemed oblivious to the passive night breeze and beautiful starry sky.

A girl ran down a dimly lit street, thrown into light and shadow as she ran beneath the street lamps. She breathed in short, sharp gasps, throwing fearful glances behind her as if she was being chased. She stopped momentarily beneath the bright yellow glow of one of the street lamps, bent over and gasping for breath. Her dark brown hair was slowly falling out of the braid it had been in earlier that day and she distractedly brushed the stray hairs out of her face.

"Need…to hide…where?" she wheezed as she looked around wildly. She stopped and cocked her head as if listening to some sound, though the street was silent. Nodding, she took off down the street, cutting into a dead-end alleyway. She leaned against the brick wall and closed her eyes, still breathing heavily.

"Where do…I go, Chaos?" she whispered and turned to see as the form of a ghost slowly pushed its way out of her side and landed next to her. The ghost girl glanced at her with glowing red eyes and then looked at their surroundings, crossing her pale, thin arms.

"Anywhere but where we came from," she muttered. "That ghost has got it in for us, Raimee." The human girl shuddered slightly, and then pushed herself off of the wall.

"Then we need to get out of here and get home," she said firmly. "Get back in me and take over. Then, we can go invisible and fly out of here." The ghost girl nodded briefly before phasing into Raimee. The human girl's normally forest green eyes turned bright red and glowed softly.

"We're out of here," she said, though the voice was that of the ghost girl, Chaos. There was a low chuckle from the front of the alleyway. She whipped around, and stared at the silhouette of large ghost, floating off the ground a few feet away from her.

"I don't think you are going anywhere my ghostly friend," said the ghost. He pushed his cape away, revealing his costume of white and black.

"Plasmius…" the girl/ghost snarled. "Go back to where you came from and leave us alone!"

"Ah ah ah, we can't have that. Manners, girl, are very important, but it is a shame you won't have the chance to learn them." His hands glowed a bright magenta, illuminating his pale, bluish face and wicked smile. He pulled his arm back and shot a blast of ectoplasm at her. She jumped back and then took off into the skies. Plasmius followed her, shooting off several more ecto-blasts, though she dodged all of them. She turned around and sent him a glare, but that was exactly what he was waiting for and took the brief moment she had her guard down to blast her with another ray of magenta light.

She cried out in pain, flying several feet back in midair before regaining her balance. Plasmius soared up to her and grabbed her by the neck.

"Now, let's get rid of this human shell you're wearing shall we?" Chaos/Raimee screamed as she was bombarded by electrical charges racing through her body. The two girls separated and Plasmius held the two with each of his black-gloved hands. Raimee hung limply, completely unconscious but Chaos struggled against his tight grip.

"Let me go! Let her go!" She demanded.

"As you wish," he said with a grin. He let go of the human girl who tumbled to the ground, landing hard on the sidewalk below.

"No! Raimee!" The ghost girl's eyes burned red with hatred as she pulled with all her might, but his grip was vice-like. She growled in frustration.

"It's useless to struggle, girl. Now that you are in my hands, there is no way you can escape my latest creation." He pushed a small button on the shoulder of his right arm. Metal plates appeared and wrapped themselves around his arm from his shoulder to his wrist. Five prongs sprung out of the end of it and attached to each of his fingers.

"This," he continued proudly, "is my Ability Absorber. A rather handy device I came up with a few months ago. I've tested it on several ghosts, but they didn't have what I want." He looked at her, smirking at the fearful look Chaos was giving the mechanical arm. "Fortunately, you do have what I want."

"Me?" she asked in confusion. "I don't have anything."

"Ah, but you do, girl, you do. You see you have the unique gift of phasing into a human but not possess them—if it pleases you. And, you have the ability of becoming undetectable to all ghost-sensing equipment when you do it." His eyes glowed red and he raised his right arm encased in the metal machine.

"That is indeed a rare and valuable skill I would love to have for my own. And so I shall, as soon as I take it from you." Chaos looked at the arm apprehensively.

"Sorry to disappoint you but that is not in my plans," she said defiantly. Her body shone with an eerie black light and her eyes went red. "So…get off of me!" The black light burst around her, shocking Plasmius and released his grip on her throat. He looked up at her in surprise, but quickly covered it with an evil grin.

"And that will make taking your powers even more worth it," he stated, shaking off the pain in his left hand.

"No one gets my powers except me!" Chaos exclaimed. She held up her hand; each of the fingertips were glowing a brilliant red. "And here's one of my favorites: Chaos Sparks!" A small ball of red light left each of the five fingers and flew quickly over to Plasmius. He quickly raised a square shield, but watched in surprise as the five glowing dots swerved away from the shield, flew around him and hit him square in the back. For a second, it looked like the sparks had done nothing. Plasmius turned to look at the ghost girl, his sneer quickly returning, when he was suddenly overcome with excruciating pain. He doubled over as bolts of black and white lightning snaked their way around his body, striking him again and again. He let out a cry of pain and frustration.

Chaos watched him for a moment and then turned away, floating down to where her friend lay unconscious. She picked Raimee up and looked back at the evil ghost.

"I said to leave us alone but you wouldn't listen. And that's only the beginning of my power." She went invisible and flew away, barely making out the strangled cry of "fudge buckets!" before disappearing into the night.

Raimee woke with a start, sitting straight up and crying out, "Chaos!" She whipped her head around, searching her familiar bedroom for her ghostly friend.

"Hey, I'm right here," a voice murmured to her left. Raimee looked up to see Chaos floating out from the wall behind her bed.

"Oh! You're all right!" Relief washed through her deep green eyes and she relaxed, resting her back against the headboard.

"Of course I'm all right!" The ghost girl stated, resting her hands on her hips. "Nothing can harm me!" She winced and wrapped a thin arm around her stomach, floating down to sit on the end of Raimee's bed. "Well almost…"

"Are you okay?" the human girl asked with concern. Chaos waved her hand dismissively.

"I'm fine, but how 'bout you?" Raimee rubbed the back of her head gingerly.

"Well, my head hurts and I feel all achy and sore. Did you use my body?" She didn't seem very concerned about the idea and she held no accusation in her eyes, only mild, interested curiosity.

"No," the ghost girl responded seriously. "When that ghost—Plasmius or whatever—grabbed and shocked us, you fell and hit the sidewalk. I'm sorry I couldn't catch you."

"No no! You were probably fighting him off! Don't worry about it!" Chaos looked outside at the half-full moon with a slight frown on her face. Raimee sent her a don't-you-dare-feel-guilty look.

"So?" Raimee prompted. Chaos sighed.

"So, we fought," she responded.

"And you won," Raimee surmised, smiling at her friend.

"Of course," Chaos sniffed as she gave a small smile of her own. "I just used my Chaos Sparks and we were out of there!" Her hand glowed momentarily red and she looked down at it proudly.

"Whew, well I'm glad that you're safe," Raimee closed her eyes. "And I'm glad that I'm safe—thank you." Chaos shrugged, floating towards the window, her black hair flowing softly around her thin shoulders.

"No prob. Personally, I can't wait 'til we move away from here. I'm sure you are too?" She looked at her human friend who opened her eyes and nodded.

"Yes. It will be hard to leave Wisconsin, but dad's company is moving, and us along with it." Chaos turned back to the brightly lit cityscape.

"The ghost won't follow us there," she said quietly.

"I don't think so…" Raimee looked contemplative. "I sure hope our new home--"

"—Amity Park?" The ghost interjected.

"Yeah," Raimee answered. "I hope it's a lot calmer than here." Chaos turned around.

"You know us," she said with amusement. "We attract trouble."

"We sure do, don't we?" Raimee smiled wryly. The two laughed appreciatively.

"Yeah…" Chaos began. "I'm sure Plasmius will be furious when he finds out we've slipped through his fingers! Ha!" She grinned, her bright red eyes dancing with humor.

"That would be amusing to see." The two girls looked up as they heard footsteps outside the darkened bedroom.

"Quick! Inside me!" Raimee commanded. Chaos dove into her body and Raimee rolled over and pulled the blanket to her chin.

There was a knock on the door and a deep voice whispering, "Raimee? Are you awake?" A man opened the door and stepped into the room. He hesitated, staring at the back of Raimee's head.

"Asleep…" he said softly. He moved around the room, a small, fatherly smile pulling at his lips as he looked at the boxes full of his daughter's possessions. He made his way over to her bed and looked down at her sleeping form. "Goodnight…" he murmured. He walked to the door, glanced back at Raimee, and quietly left.

As soon as the door closed, Chaos slipped out and turned to face Raimee.

"So, about Plasmius. I mean there's no way he could find us in… " she trailed off when she saw that the girl had actually fallen asleep.

Chaos smiled, not surprised by this at all. What with the stress of packing, moving somewhere new, saying goodbye to her hometown it was no wonder she was exhausted. Then, if you added the fact that she was chased around town tonight by some crazy fruit loop of a ghost, it was amazing she was still alive! Chaos looked out the window again, sighing.

"But we're moving away from here…and him. We'll be safe."