[WM]Ghost Boys Prowling

[Casper & Jasper Emory]

So people thought they were going to take up the challenge of staying in a spooky haunted building? The brothers thought it was a great idea and they were going to take part in the challenge as well, yet they had a bigger plan then that. They were going to scare away the competition, just to make it all the more worthwhile when they were the only ones to leave the building in the morning. They didn’t really believe in ghost, ghouls, and other supernatural creatures of that sort. Plus they were mutants, so what did they have to fear? Nothing. Well, they did have a few fears but they were not going to tell anyone of them and instead they were going to focus on scaring anyone and everyone that decided to wonder into the building.

With their skills in magic, appearance, and just mannerisms they were pretty confident that they would be able to at least scare a few people screaming out of the building. That was the plan anyways and the brothers had made sure to get their as early as possible. Setting up a few traps and scares through the building to add a bit more to the Haunted feel of the place. Since the doubted that anything really scary was going to happen in the building they wanted to ensure that people would be screaming. They had fake spiders, silly string, and a few other things they planned to use to scare people all packed up. They even dressed up in mostly all black and spiked up their hair. They were going for that look that they could not describe. They pretty much just wanted to be able to wear goggles.

“Shh, you hear that?” Casper asked his brother as he stopped setting up a trip wire that would cause fake spiders to fall down. Jasper looked at him for a moment before smirking when he could hear someone’s footsteps close to where they were. They were thankful for their power and they already felt like they were going to use it a few times in order to really scare a few people. “Show time.” Jasper said as he and his brother quickly finished up what they were doing and went off to hide. Waiting to see if who they had heard activated their trap or not. Even if they didn’t, the siblings were already closing and opening a door in another room.

[Cassidy Laramie]

Cassidy cautiously walked through the haunted mansion. He'd visited several famously haunted places on various family vacations, so the spooky atmosphere of the so-called haunted building didn't get to him very much. Still, he was beginning to regret coming here alone. The few people he had come across did little to ease the creepy vibe of the house, their dark and fearful auras only serving to darken the already dimly lit room. A black ring formed around the outside of Cassidy's brown eyes, tendrils of shadow slowly spreading across his irises.

As he further explored the mansion, he was surprised to see a bright yellow and white aura glowing in the distance, partially hidden by the maze-like corridors. Most people would stop to consider why someone would be excitedly waiting for something in such an environment, but Cassidy was too excited at the prospect of someone to explore the mansion with to think to much on their intentions. He began to run towards the source of the glow. Just as he was about to call out to them, he felt his ankle collide with something, and his call turned into a shout of surprise as he tripped and felt something fall on him.

Groaning, he turned to see just what had fallen, and found himself face to face with a spider. With a yelp, he scrambled away from it, to see that there was a large pile of spiders on the ground, now unmoving. His vibrant orange eyes slowly faded to a lighter peach color as his surprise faded, replaced by a strong curiosity. He crept up on the spiders, and on closer inspection, found that they were plastic toys. He let out a small, shaky laugh at the incredibly realistic figure before taking off in the direction of the glow once again.

"Hey! Wait up!"

[Casper & Jasper Emory]

The siblings grinned as they could hear the person coming closer and closer to their trap. They were already covering their mouths to make sure no sounds of snickers or laughter would escape. They were just too pleased with themselves. Casper and Jasper already had a few other traps set up through that mansion that they hoped other victims came across through the night. The brothers were determined to be the last ones in the haunted mansion and would do what they could to ensure that. Both their gazes were locked towards the direction of the trap with the spiders, hearing someone trip the trip-wire and the trap activating.

The yelp was practically music to their ears but they would have certainly preferred for a high pitch screamed. Those were the greatest to hear when you scared someone, even if they did hurt the ears a little. The brothers listened closely to hear more reactions out of the person but were surprised when they heard a shaky laugh. Either the person was trying to laugh off the fact that they had gotten scared or they thought it was a good joke. Either way it meant that whoever tripped their trap was not afraid of spiders which sucked. "I'm guessing it’s a guy." Jasper whispered to his brother as the two of them started to careful avoid another trap that they had set up.

"I bet the fake guts will get them." Casper whispered back to his brother as they slipped away. More surprise filled them when they were pretty sure the person was calling out to them and trying to catch up with them. The brothers moved faster then, careful to avoid the squishy fake guts on their way through the room. Stepping on them would just feel weird and make an extremely weird sound but other than that they were no big deal. It was all just tricks that would scare people do to the lack of light. After managing to get past their trap they headed up for the steps, not able to hide the sounds of their footsteps hitting the creaky steps as they headed up.

[Cassidy Laramie]

Cassidy hurried in the direction of the light, still somewhat shaky from the earlier trap. Slowly but surely the shifting brown of his eyes was evaporating, filling up with a light grey as anxiety grew inside him. The farther away the light went, the more his anxiety grew, pushing him forward faster. Now that there was light, the dark seemed even more intimidating than it had before. A band of orange running through their aura after Cassidy's call confirmed that they had heard him, which is why it was slightly irritating that they continued to move away from him. He was beginning to wonder if ghosts had auras; a thought which did little to calm his rising panic.

He didn't realize how fast he was running until he found himself standing in something squishy and somewhat slippery. He scrambled to get away from it as it squelched beneath his feat, but whatever it was he was stepping on seemed to be in a large pile. He skidded across it, his heart rate increasing as the light faded, the sound of footsteps going up stairs booming in his ears and melding together with the sound of his heart beating. He flailed his arms as he struggled for balance, wildly charging towards where the person must have gone. He stumbled, falling forward onto his arms, the substance squishing under his hands.

He tried to fight down a scream as he crawled across the trap, a strangled noise escaping him as the whatever-it-was shifted under him. In reality, it was quite a bit obvious that it was a toy meant for pranking, but his already panicky brain was too focused on escaping to think logically. All he could do was continue towards the stairs, where the light had gone. Finally, he hit solid ground once more, and he scrambled to his feat before taking off at a run towards the barely visible stairs, feeling as if the dark had cut him off from the world and was swallowing him whole. With coal-black eyes matching the unlit stairwell, he ascended the stairs, his thoughts reduced to terrified yearning for a glimpse of another human being and their illuminating emotions.

"H-hello? Where are you?" he called out desperately, eyes piercing the dark, straining for any sign of the light he had been following.

[Casper & Jasper Emory]

The brothers were impressed but also really worried about the fact that the person that had activated their first trap was still following them. Like, who in their right mind continued to go further into a creep house after running into a scare trap? The brother just didn't understand and honestly felt like they were in some scary movie. Being in a scary movie would be really bad because that meant that they would be the ones that would die in a gruesome way. It was always the tough characters who tried to fight back that ended up having the worst death in a scary movie. So in other words, there was a small hint of fear rising up in the boys.

It was just scary in a way to have someone going after you, when the twins were pretty sure the person had not even seen them. They had to be dealing with a mutant with like super sense or night vision of some sort. Were they planning on trying to beat the siblings up for scaring him once and if he even caught them? The brothers thought of so many questions, slightly interested in allowing themselves to be caught up with too see what would happen. "Why is he coming after us?" Jasper asked his brother, still speaking in a whisper. "I have no clue. I say we get him before he gets us." Casper said back to his brother. The two nodding at one another as they headed up the steps.

They were just going to run ahead to another room to hide, jump out, and tackle whoever this guy was that kept following after them. There was also the possibility that the guy was just scared and so even while going through more scare traps he was still heading towards some sort of comfort. The brothers had each other so they could not really relate and that was the reason why they were running and trying to keep some distance between them and the other guy. Plus it was hard to scare someone who was walking right with you versus someone who could not see you. "We're ghost!" The brothers yelled out in response when the boy was asking them where they were. Why would they tell him?

Quickly ducking into the closest room that they could get to, the siblings both stood on either side of the door. They were waiting and ready to tackle whoever ran through that doorway.

[Cassidy Laramie]

Cassidy froze, eyes widening in terror at their words. He knew it; ghosts had auras and they were waiting for him to kill him and turn him into a ghost and then he'd kill people for them and he'd never leave or see sunlight or Avlynn ever again and no one would even be able to find him and he'd have to stay in this creepy house for all eternity nopenopenope...! He spun in circles, searching for any way out, his thoughts racing through all sorts of terrible scenarios. He wanted to turn back the way he came but it was too dark and he couldn't even face that disgusting thing back there again. 

He stood for a moment, hyperventilating, the need for someone, anyone to find him in the dark was all consuming. Suddenly the prospect of running into a ghost was sounding like a better idea than staying where he was. The silence was deafening and the complete isolation kicked his imagination into overdrive. He had to move, do something, before he went completely mad. His rational mind preoccupied, he kept running in the direction he had been going before, when he finally spotted a trace of an aura floating partially out of a doorway.

He skidded to a stop near the door, staring at the aura. The previous bright colors had faded to a spectrum of monochrome, and Cassidy felt an irrational surge of pity for the ghost at its apparent anxiety. He supposed being dead would suck, especially being stuck as a ghost. That thought did little to help his panic.

Shaking, he slowly walked towards the doorway to peer inside.

[Casper & Jasper Emory]

The brothers didn’t see and had no clue what was going on with their stalker. That was what they were calling him, a stalker. They didn’t know who the boy was and he clearly was following after them when they were trying to get away from him so calling him a stalker seemed like a best fit. Plus having a stalker was both a good thing and a bad thing in the siblings mind. Someone following after you meant that they wanted something from you, that they desired you. The bad part about that was the fact that they were doing it against your will and you didn’t want them to stalk you.

“I think he stopped.” Jasper whispered to his brother as they both stood on either side of the door. Both waiting in case their stalker did decided to keep following after them. “Shhh.” Casper whisper back. If their stalker did possibly stop following them because he lost them, then he didn’t want to give their position away by talking. The siblings practically held their breath then, listening closely and waiting before going completely still when they heard the approaching footsteps. Their hearts were already beating slightly faster due to the having run, held their breath, and now trying to anticipate what was going to happen next.

A soon as their stalker peered inside, Casper was quick to reach out to grab a hold of the boy. Jasper at the same time would leap out and try and grab a hold of the boy’s wrist to bring them behind his back. Both the brothers would then work together to try and force their stalkers onto the ground so they could sit on him and begin their interrogation. “Why are you following us?” The brothers asked in unison.

[Cassidy Laramie]

Cassidy gasped as he felt hands upon him and was shoved to the floor, his hands held painfully behind his back. He struggled weakly in terror, his scrawny limbs barely twitching under the twins' powerful hold. He cried out, gasping for breath, straining to see.

His black eyes darted around the room in fright. His irises completely lost their shine, blending in perfectly with his pupils. He felt a darkening aura around him, leaving him nearly blind; he hadn't meant to scare the ghost! He gave one last desperate struggle out of its strong grasp before submitting, lying limp against the creaky wooden floors.

Tears began to form in his eyes and he squeezed them shut, his heart thundering. The grip was surprisingly strong for a ghost. Words began tumbling out of his mouth quickly and almost nonsensically. "I'm sorry it was dark and I saw your light and wanted to talk to you I'msorrypleasedon'tkillme!" he sobbed pleadingly. Being held hostage by an angry ghost was definitely not what he had expected when he came to the Winter Mansion.

[Casper & Jasper Emory]

The brothers were not at all surprised when they were able to overpower the other boy; there were two of them after all. Plus they had their power to rely on in case things were a little more difficult than they had expected. They didn't know if they were dealing with a mutant or not and if they were dealing with a mutant then said mutant could have super strength. There were still two of them so they would have some luck either way but that also depended on how old the person was and how long they had their power. All sorts of things that they learned from their trainer and from being in BA the few months that they had been at the school.

"He is freaking out like a mouse caught by a cat." Jasper pointed out as the two of them started to laugh. They had at first been fearful who they were dealing with but now that they had him caught and on the ground they saw that their fears had been pointless. This boy was young, small, and the twins made sure to even ease up a little bit so they didn't end up breaking him. "Are we going to play with our mouse then?" Casper asked his brother as they both kept a hold of him. It was always nice to get a new mouse toy to toy with. Jasper moved to sit down and make sure to hold onto the boys’ arms as Casper let him go. He stood up before moving to squat down in front of the boy who started to now beg.

He was even starting to cry and the brothers honestly could not help but to chuckle because they had not expected this at all. It was one of those moments when your body just let out a laugh of some sort because it was not fully sure how to process something. "What light?" Casper asked as Jasper tightens his hold on the boy’s arms a little more. Wanting to make him talk and to be sure that no lies were going to be told. "Oh, we are not going to kill you. We would have fun with our victims first." Jasper whispered into the boy’s ear. Unable to help himself trying to scare the guy some more if he could.

[Cassidy Laramie]

Cassidy's eyes opened in surprise at their words; wasn't his explanation enough for them?! He was now able to distinguish two separate voices, as if one ghost wasn't bad enough. He stared up pitifully, finding himself face to face with one of his attackers. The ghost looked older than himself, and certainly more fit. His skin wasn't the deathly white of a ghost, not to mention the fact that ghosts usually went through things, rather than walking upstairs. A tiny thread of reason was cutting through Cassidy's panic; now that he knew at least somewhat of what he was dealing with, the fear of the unknown was lessening. And confusion began to creep in along with reason, opening the door for the rest of the complex and mixed up emotions to flood in, the reassuring presence of jumbled up emotions clearing his head ever so slightly. His eyes gradually swirled back into their brown, although quite a bit darker than usual.

Indignation rose up in him despite his current pathetic state. "H-hey! I'm no m-mouse!" he stammered, trying to sound confident and assertive but not quite being successful. They'd lied to him, and he was stupid enough to believe them. He tried to push his low-self esteem aside, forcibly squashing the knot of self-loathing with his anger at the twins. They were toying with him, messing with his head and trying to freak him out. His eyes slowly smoldered into an auburn brown as anger started to win over the other emotions. "W-well, at least I don't run scared just 'cause someone's following me!" he retorted.

Cassidy bit back a gasp of fright as he felt the other boy's breath on his neck. Terror ran through him at his words, breaking the returning sense of normalcy in an instant. His eyes quickly flooded back to pitch black and he trembled slightly. It was all he could do to keep his jaw clamped shut before he started blubbering like a baby. He tried to jerk his arm upwards into his whispering captor's jeering face, staring up at the other captor in a crazy rush of illogical defiance. Cassidy's dark eyes betrayed his panic, but the occasional wave of red anger weaving through his eyes like silk was likely a bit unsettling to the older student.

[Casper & Jasper Emory]

Neither of the siblings were paying too much attention to what was going on with the boys eyes and at the moment they didn’t care. They just wanted to get to the bottom of why this guy was following them around. What did he want from them and why follow after someone(s) that you didn’t even know about? This was a haunted house and that meant bad things would happen if you went towards the sound instead of away from it. The siblings were tempted to argue out that what the boy did was stupid but him brining up that he was no mouse took precedence first.

“You squirm and freak out like a mouse.” Casper pointed out with his brother nodding in agreement and not letting the boy go still. “We could compare you to a worm, being all wiggly but that would be too mean, would it not?” Jasper asked but it was more of a rhetorical question. Both the siblings chuckled then, not having any idea what was going through the other boys mind. They were in fact toying with him, and planning to mess with him more until they got the answers that they were looking for. The sibling’s outright laughter when the other boy tried to come at them and say that they were scared. That was slightly true but they were not going to admit it and were most certainly going to play it off as if it was nothing.

“People tend to run from stalkers.” Casper said as he still chuckled over the boy’s words. “Especially when those stalkers are yelling out after them in the dark.” Jasper added. Jasper was thankful for the quick reflexes his mutant ability gave him, dodging and grabbing a hold of the arm that had jerked back at him. As his own form of retaliation back, Jasper grabbed a fistful of the boy’s hair, planning on using it to better shove the boy’s face to the ground. “That. Was. Stupid.” Jasper whispered into the boys ear again, a hint of anger in his voice. “Easy Jasper, don’t break him.” Casper warned his brother who did ease up a little bit.

“Just be honest and tell us why were you following us? Have you been following us since we got in here?” Casper asked. They both just wanted answers and until they got them they didn’t plan on letting the boy go or being that gentle with him.

[Cassidy Laramie]

Cassidy cried out as he felt his captor's hand in his hair, pushing him roughly down into the floor. In retrospect, he did agree with him; it was a stupid move. To make matters worse, he'd inflamed the older boy's aura, and he winced as he felt the angry red wash over him, sending flashes of pain into his head which eventually settled into a dull headache. Cassidy struggled to understand their words, wondering just what they wanted from him.

"S-stalker?" he managed. The red waves running through his eyes darkened, then faded to a silver-y confusion. After some time he began to grasp what they were saying, and promptly felt like a complete idiot. He'd let himself get caught up in his anger instead of thinking rationally, and look where it landed him; lying on the floor, trapped, being interrogated. He sighed, letting himself go limp on the floor, his watery eyes swirling into blue. His earlier defiance vanished as quickly as it came, leaving him broken and confused.

"Look..." he started tentatively, addressing the boy in front of him. He definitely seemed like the nicer one of the two; the one who had been referred to as "Jasper" was much more frightening. "I didn't mean to freak you out, honest!" he pleaded. "It's just... everyone here is super scared, y'know? I can see what they feel; it's part of, uh, my thing... my power," he awkwardly explained. He still wasn't sure if people usually talked about their abilities or not. Some people seemed to flaunt it openly and others could almost pass as normal.

"But then I saw you guys; it was kinda nice to see someone in good spirits around here, so I wanted to talk to you," he explained. Really, his fear-addled brain had been hoping for someone with a strong power who could protect him from all the spooky stuff that had been happening, not that he'd ever say that to the twin bullies who were currently holding him captive. His explanation had helped calm his emotions slightly, and his eyes swirled back to dark brown despite still being held prisoner. He hoped his explanation would be enough for them to let him go. This of course led to the next train of thought; once they let him go, where would he go? The thought of going back the way he came, alone and in the dark, was not at all very appealing. Cassidy stared up at the calmer captor, wide eyed and pleading, praying that he could tell that he was telling the truth.

[Casper & Jasper Emory]

"Yes, stalker. You followed after us when we ran away. That makes you a stalker." Jasper said, his words coming out still with a hint of anger to them. Part of him just wanted to crush the boy’s skull but that would be taking things too far. Plus he was just feeling a bit angrier then he should be but he blamed it on the whole situation. Hearts having been racing, running away, being followed, and then the kid tryed to hit him. Jasper did loosen his hold when his brother told him to and when he felt the boy start to go limp under his hold.

All they wanted was for him to comply and so long as he did that, they would go easy on him. Going against or putting up a fight when it came to the twins was just a bad idea all around. They both listened as he explained what had been really going on, pleading like some kid wanting to keep a hold of his lunch money or something. The siblings could not help but to smirk a little at the explanation, wanting to poke fun at a little more to see what kind of reaction they could get out of the boy. "So you are an empathy user then?" Casper asked, trying to make sure that he was understood what the boy was trying to say.

"Oh? Another one? This should be good." Jasper added, his smirk spreading across his face even more. A few thoughts in particular started to float around in his mind but he didn't say anything. "He wanted to talk to us because we were in a good mood in a scary place. I think I pushed his head too hard into the ground." Jasper spoke up again after the boys words. Casper didn't say anything, thinking on something as he just looked at the boy still being held down against the ground. "Alright, let him up." Casper said as he motioned at his brother. Jasper let out a sigh but did so, patting the boys back as he let him go and moved over to sit down next to his brother.

"What’s your name?" The siblings asked together, figuring if he was going to want to talk to them they should at least know what to call him by. They were probably still going to call him by the nickname they had given him, but it was important to actually know his name.

((Sorry for the wait!!))

[Cassidy Laramie]

Cassidy was stunned for a moment as, after a brief conversation between them, the two boys let him go. His eyes flashed orange for a moment, clearly surprised at the turn of events, before swirling into black. He scrambled away from them, his panic returning, as he wondered if it could still be some sort of trap. He was having trouble believing that they'd just let him go after all of that. He quickly made note of the door he entered through, wondering if he could make it out of there if he had to. But the earlier question remained in the corner of his mind; where would he go? These two were the only people around, and he really didn't want to try to navigate his way back alone. 

Cassidy looked back and forth between the two, finally noticing that they were nearly identical. The two of them even spoke in unison without trying, which was somewhat unsettling. Tearing himself away from their identical faces, he found their auras weren't quite as identical. While the two of them seemed to be feeling similar things, the "core" of their auras was different from each, a different color hanging directly above their skin like outlines. The residual anger and glowing red outline around the one quickly identified the one called Jasper; the other whose name he didn't know had a green outline. He definitely prefered the calm one over Jasper, and thankfully it seemed Jasper listened to his twin.

"I'm C-Cassidy," he answered, addressing the calm one rather than Jasper in an attempt to feel less frightened by them. He cursed his slight stammer; the last thing he needed was them to know just how scared he still was. It'd just be yet another excuse for them to mock him. His black eyes betrayed his feelings, but with luck the twins hadn't yet realized the connection. 

[Casper & Jasper Emory]

The siblings didn’t make any moves to stop the boy from moving away when he scrambled away like a mouse. The two of them just smiling and sitting next to one another on the floor, since Casper was already squatting down and Jasper joined him. After running around they needed to take a second to calm themselves down so they would not need their inhalers. Plus they had used their powers a little bit so their bodies needed at least a few moments to settle unless they wanted to deal with their side effects sooner than normal. If they really didn’t want for him to get away, they were confident that they could catch him.

Especially because they knew what his power was and it was nothing physically likes there’s. The siblings did look a lot, almost in every detail excepts for a few but those few typically were covered up by something and their voice even sounded the same. Yet, it was true that even while they looked the same, they both thought and behaved differently unless their mind melded. “Cassidy? Sounds like a girl’s name.” Jasper spoke up, snickering a little. Casper just gave him a look and that was enough for Jasper to get himself under control. Casper was thinking the same thing, but again he knew how to think before he spoke.

“I’m Casper and this is my brother Jasper. Sorry that we were rough with you but you were following us and setting off traps we worked hard to set up.” Casper said as he pointed to himself and then his brother when he was giving their names. He figured it didn’t matter too much because they would likely switch up where they were standing soon enough. “Why are you even in here by yourself if you are scared?” Jasper asked after the introductions were out of the way. Was this guy really here to try and stay the night?