After a joyous reunion, Dust and Fidget find themselves mistakenly wandering into a hidden village where things seem to be veiled in cryptic mystery. Something unknown and dark appears to be in the works, and little do the two know they only have a few days to escape the village of Briarheart before they are sealed within it forever. Rated T for violence in later chapters. [HIATUS]

Fidget reflects on her adventure with Dust so far in the darkness of the frigid night. Drabble-type one-shot thing. Minor mentions of blood.

The one time he forgot to close the cellar door. One-shot.

The faint luminescent glow of his spectral body reflected off the dingy trash cans, making it seem to shine a little more, enough to see the reflection of a battered, beaten ghost who lay defeated in a cold alleyway. Revelation fic. Rated for blood. R and R please

He must have been overworking himself with the whole ghost-hunting business, and now his health is suffering as a result. Jazz hasn't tended to a sick Danny in quite some time, and yet even through the reluctance and the awkwardness of the whole thing, a bit of that old sibling bond still remains. A cute brother/sister drabble thing. One-shot.