Big thanks to AquaWolfGirl for thinking up a summary for me! /shotdead

But yeah, I wanted to have someone on Pitch's side for once. I felt bad for the guy. What can you do.

I apologize if scenes are lame and cliche and such. But yeah, it's the prologue.

Hope you enjoy!

It is a soft whisper in his ear, always causing the smallest prickle to travel down his spine – a story. But not just any story. It is a ghost story, his favorite kind.

The corners of pale lips turn up slightly as he begins to hum a faint, haunting tune. Taking a seat on a rather cold and ancient headstone, he tilts his head upwards and parts his lips somewhat, not once ending his small melody.

An ashen mist emerges from his parted lips and hovers gracefully above his head, growing larger and larger by the second. Abruptly ending his tune, he speaks.

"Let's have some fun."

"That's a stupid story! It's not even that scary!" exclaims the young female, despite her sudden feeling of paranoia. Crossing her arms, she huffs and walks briskly down the decrepit hallway, eager to leave the timeworn building.

He simply smirks in response and quickens his pace, returning to her side.

"Oh really? You seem pretty scared to me," he teases.

She shoots him a small glare.

The couple shines their flashlights around the corridor. Cobwebs and dust cover the old furniture and it is apparent that age has taken its toll. Walking to the center of the room, they took notice of a grand piano coated in a thin layer of dust.

The male took a seat on the stool, not bothering to dust it off and pushes a single key. The sound echoes throughout the entire building, and he smirks once again.

"You know, sometimes you can hear this piano being played even though there's no one here. They say that if you look through that window, you can see her playing."

"That's so lame!" she instantly retorts, as they both turn their heads towards said window.

A white face stares right back at them.

"What the hell?" the male yelps, jumping to his feet, instinctively taking hold of his girlfriend as she shrieks in fear.

Dropping her flashlight, the face suddenly vanishes.

"This isn't funny, I'm leaving!" she cries, as she picks up her flashlight and turns to leave.

A small figure stands face to face with her. She screeches again, clinging to the male as they both back away in terror.

A little girl, no older than five, stood before them. Her curly, silver, blond hair draped over her shoulders, hugging her round and pale face. She wore a white satin bubble dress with matching white slippers.

"That is my piano," she states in almost a whisper, glowering at the couple with large, glowing blue eyes.

Before the two could respond, the child lets out a horrifying scream that causes the entire building to shake, and sends the couple running for their lives, screaming bloody murder all the while.

The girl instantly stops screaming when the premises has been cleared and stares blankly at the dropped flashlights.

Pleasant laughter echoes throughout the corridor as another ghostly figure materializes into the room, a small mist emitting from his body.

"Oh, you are just the most precious thing," he drawls, patting the child on the head with some affection, causing her to slowly disintegrate into mist from the head down.

With a small wave of his hand, both flashlights hover gracefully into his white hand. Squeezing the objects lightly, it begins to disintegrate into a white vapor.

Lavender eyes smile pleasantly as he begins to hum his melody once again.

This will probably the shortest chapter.

Review would be nice, please and thank you!