Chapter 6

Derek POV

"She's gone," I whispered to myself after Abby disappeared behind the hill with her mother. I felt her necklace scrunched up inside my hands and I quickly stuffed it into my pocket.

I nearly jumped when I felt a hand clasp me on my shoulder. "Father?" I whispered when I saw him standing behind me. Rapidly, I stood to face him.

"Where's the girl?" he questioned with an angry tone in his voice.

"I—she got away," I answered.

"And you let her go?" So he had seen me giving her mercy.

I stood there, dumbfounded, till I straightened my back and looked my dad in the eye.

"Yes, I let her get away."

When I saw his face begin turning red with fury, I stepped back uneasily, wishing I hadn't said that.

"And why did you do that?"

After thinking for a minute, I realized the whole truth of it all. "Because, father, I have nothing against her. You don't need me to complete the task that weighs on your shoulders. I am sorry but I can't do this anymore." I picked up the sword he had given to me to kill her with and placed it in his hands. He stood still, eyeballing me with a confused look on his face. After bowing my head, I began to walk past him but he held me firm by the shoulder.

"You're right," he whispered. I stared at him with another dumbfounded look on my face. Did he really mean that?

"I know why you didn't kill her," he continued. He gave me a gentle smile and ruffled my hair. "You like her," he chuckled. My mouth stood on its hinges and I felt my face blushing as I began to hear the unbelievable.

"No that's—," he shushed me and continued.

"I shouldn't be doing this to you. I know you want to see her again and I shall fulfill that desire for you."

"What, what are you talking about?" I asked frantically, feeling my face grow redder and redder.

"I know you do. I know how it feels," he said, mostly to himself. He then looked back down at me after scanning the sky. "So do you want to see her or not?" He asked it firmly, as if this was my last chance to take the offer, so I found myself nodding frantically. He chuckled lightly as he ruffled my hair again then walked down the hill and back toward the car he came from.

"Tonight, I promise you son, you shall see her," he called over his shoulder. A part of me was joyful and happy. It wanted to prance around with the thought of seeing Abby again. My other half was dead-on suspicious about the conversation and what my dad was up to. Flooding my mind with the thoughts of Abby, I immediately erased those suspicious thoughts.

Luke POV

After walking away from my son, I felt a laugh cackle out of me. He could be so gullible at times and I needed to teach him not to trust others so easily, of course, after this plan was complete. I glanced over my shoulder at him and saw a smile lighting up his face as he stared longingly at the pine tree that stood alone on the hill.

"Poor kid," I thought.

As soon as all the human ghosts I had revived long ago were ready to leave, I edged toward my car. I called over my shoulder for Derek to hurry up and get into the car.

"Master, will we proceed to plan B?" asked a gruff voice, the leader of the human army, after I had opened the driver's door to the black mustang.

"No," I replied evilly, "I've got a better idea. And this time, it won't fail."