Boy Wonder

Description: This is a story about Jonah, his spirit has been roaming the Aickman home since he was burned there, unable to move on and bound here...until another "dead" boy Matt Campbell and his family moves in.

Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with this story except my ideas and some characters I may introduce.

Authors Notes: I know I have "In One Piece" still sitting there incomplete, and I lost motivation for writing due to personal circumstances, but this story has been in my mind for a while now. I hope you enjoy.

Chapter one will mostly be from Jonahs POV, starting from the séance scene and up until the Campbell family move in. This a short chapter just to test the water so to speak...

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Chapter 1

I sat there looking around the table at the people who were here to see me perform my medium-ship They were here to see 'Jonah the boy medium'. This time felt different, I didn't like the feelings I was getting, but I knew if I didn't go through with it there would be hell to pay.

Mr Aickman had enhanced my powers twice now, I didn't like how he'd done it, and I'd tried to run away after the first time, but he caught me as I tried to escape the house and dragged me back down to the basement. I didn't know where I would have gone if I'd managed to escape, Mr Aickman had saved me from a life in an asylum you see, as my parents thought I was crazy when I started speaking about seeing dead people.

I could feel all that enhanced, borrowed and stolen power running through me now.

"Join hands please ladies and gentlemen" Mr Aickman said. I looked at the people sitting to my left and right, and then at the rest of the people around the table again. I then looked at Mr Aickman, trying to convey my feelings of unease at this to him, but he gave me look that said I should just carry on.

Everyone began joining hands and as I took the hands of the people on either side of me it was almost instantly that I could feel the spirits drawing near and tying to come through me. I tried to control it, I tried to hold on and slow it down, but he'd made me too powerful. I couldn't hold it and I felt myself slipping away just as I saw the table coming up to meet my face. It felt like I was choking, and I couldn't breathe properly. I opened my eyes and saw this dark substance in front of my face, I could feel it and taste it in my throat. It started to burn, and I suddenly felt one hundred times more uneasy. I could see flames begin to appear in the darkness of the substance, which was growing all the time. The flames burst outwards as I seen one of the girls Mr Aickman had used to enhance my powers. Then everything went blank.

As I came to I smelled burning. I opened my eyes and I was on the floor, each of the people who had been at the table were also on the floor, but they were completely burned to the point that they were black. I stood up and saw Mr Aickman lying on the floor. I wasn't sure what I should do, but I felt the bad presence still in the house.

"Sir?" I asked, bending down beside him.

He looked up at me and said "They'll be after you now. Get out".

I stood up and as I walked past the table it began to shake and flew towards me, just missing pinning me against the wall. I ran up the stairs as the walls began to change to darkness. I could feel it following me. Every door that I tried was locked. I ran into the only open door I found, and before I knew it I was crawling through something that resembled a tunnel. I hadn't been in this room before and I didn't know what it was. As I crawled through I screamed for help. There was an opening at the end of this 'tunnel', and as I crawled towards it, the door slammed shut. I was trapped. I again shouted for help as I tried to open the door. Then the flames started behind me and at the side of me. I screamed again but no-one came. This was the last sound to leave my mouth. This was were I died.

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Then there was nothing but silence, peace and light... the light slowly faded to darkness, and the peace became restlessness, and the silence was invaded with voices and screams. It felt like I was being pulled by lots of invisible hands.

"Jonah" the voices called, all of them were calling my name, all at different times. I tried to hold onto the place where I felt at peace. They were stronger, and this was new to me at the time.

The next thing I knew was that I was back in the basement of the house. I was in shock. It looked the same...but different. There was no table, no curtains, all the furniture was gone from here. The voices surrounded me again. "Jonah... never leave.... stay....with us...." they said in unison. It was hard to pick the words out, as the different voices said them at the same time. They then disappeared.

I walked towards the door, and as I tried to open it my hand glided through the door handle, and through the door. I braced myself, squeezing my eyes shut in case it backfired badly, and I walked towards the door. I opened my eyes when I felt nothing and found that I was in the stairwell which led down to the basement. I explored the rest of the house and I found that it too was the same, but different. All of Mr Aickmans furniture was gone from the rest of the house, and also from my bedroom.

Through the years I tried many ways to move on, including a few I'd read about when I was studying Medium-ship Nothing worked. I was trapped here. I knew why. It was because of what I'd done with Mr Aickman. I discovered that the spirits of those Mr Aickman had used to enhance my powers thought I was a willing participant. Those spirits were also bound to the house. These spirits were restless ones though. They were not at peace with what had happened to them. I'd tried ways of getting them to move on too, but they wanted to stay, they were angry and wanted someone to pay for what had happened to them.

Many families came and went in through the years. Most had children, I watched over the families as best as I could, but I could never be strong enough to fight off the spirits of all bodies people Mr Aickman had carved and bound for me. Most of the families couldn't see me, some of the children could and when they spoke of "the boy with the dark hair who comes through the walls" the parents thought I was to blame for the plates smashing, bulbs breaking, furniture moving and flashing lights in their home. All moved out almost as quickly as they'd moved in.

There was one lady who could see me, and she spoke to me quite regularly. She was in her eighties, and lived with her family. She knew she was dying an believed I was some kind of guide sent to help her pass over. I did help her to pass over, and she moved on quickly, but I didn't go with her, I was bound here. Her family moved out within two weeks of her passing.

The house lay empty for quite some time, and a man came in and decorated in and brought in new furniture. I wondered why he never stayed the night, then the next day as I looked out the window I seen him hammering a post into the grass. A lady pulled up in her car and spoke to him. I smiled for the first time in a long time when I seen this lady. I liked the feeling I got from her and she hadn't even come inside the house yet.

She came in with the man and he showed her around. I heard the lady, who's name was Sarah, say that she had a son who had something called cancer and that he was being treated nearby.

I knew something she didn't know, her son, Matt Campbell, was dying, and I'd be able to reach him...

For the first time since I felt the peace and quiet after I'd passed over, I felt like everything was going to be okay....

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There's the first chapter... please let me know what you think...good or bad.....