(Shes about to be more then just a dead bride, but a bride in general.)

The body on the floor made a few moises and from the neck, blood came out. It moved a long the floor. It was creating a magic circle with the star of david in it around the body and her. He feet were not stuck there. After the circle was complete. He appeared behind her. "Interesting how you have that dress on. As it's you who I choose...to be mine." He then entered the circle. The body rose and the flesh started to rot off, then muscle, then organs and eventually the skeleton. All in a gruesome display. He stood in the center and after the dead mans body left. He then came back to life. Full, in body and spirit. "Now, the true fun begins."

*Lol Oh that is because its Halloween and yea she dressed as a dead bride…*

A gasp leaves her lips she was attacked by flashes of images. She whimpers and pressed her hands to her forehead. She swore she was screaming in her own turn, but of course that might not be happening for she couldn’t hear her self though her friends and families screaming. Then she came back to real life and she had to blink a few times for she found her self in her basement…she looks around and then saw the man on her floor and she hopped to her feet and backed away from the body. “Oh my god…” She whispers her hands coming to her mouth. Tears stinging her eyes. “There…you have your body! Leave us alone!” She cries out and turns to run up the stairs.

[Favorite part, mind gamez. >: D but sh has a black wedding dress? pupose?]

He had watched and followed her this whole time. As he found she did not have the guts for it, he decided to help. He floated down and touched her. For a moment. Images in her mind saw her best friend, mom and dad all suffering dying of brutal, bloody deaths. Blood flying everywhere. There screams so loud it was defeing. Then During that he took over her body and begun to have her bash the guy wuth the hammer. Only in such a way to kill him without blood loss. When she came too. The man would be dead and on the floor of her basement.

Fingers roll into a ball, her nails cutting into her palm. She quickly turned her head, when she felt his lips on hers. She wanted to spit at him but she dared not. She didn’t want to get hurt; she didn’t want her friend hurt. She nods her head and she watched as he faded away. Slowly she rose up, her eyes looking around, searching for him but she didn’t see him. But she had to wonder if he was still there. She slowly moved away from the wall and she walked over to her bear and looked down at it, she kicked it away she was now scared to even touch it. She went over to the closet and pulled out a jacket, she threw it on, covering the top part of her black wedding dress. She zipped it up and pulled the hood up, she didn’t know if she could kill someone.

She walked down the street, her hands stuffed into her pocket, her fingers around the hammer. She pressed her lips together as she fell in front of a house, a male was coming out and she was in the shadows, watching him. “I can’t do this…” She whispers and shakes her head stepping back a few steps.

The ghost smiled and his grip on her loosened a bit. "You better for your own good. Bring the body to a wide space and make sure he''s not bleeding too much." He gave her a final kiss. "Your friend still lives." He then begun to fade away, but for a moment his laughing stayed in the air. Even though she thinks he's gone. He was still there, watching her. His grip on her gone and her stuffed animal had not blood on it at all. As clean as when she first held it as it layed upon the floor.

Whimpering she pressed her self into the wall and tries so hard to keep the tears inside, but a few seeped down her cheek. A shriek left her lips as he slaps her across her face, she felt the burning on her check and her head snaps to one side from the force of the slap. “Please…ill do what you say…just let me go…” She whimpers, trying to look at him though a vial of tears. She felt his kiss, but didn’t move to stop him nor did she return the kiss. She just shut her eyes and tried to stay calm, a few sobs came though as he kissed her.

As soon as the kiss was broken her laughed low and deeply. "OBEY ME!" He roared. "And maybe I will stop." and that was a lie. Once he was a live. He was gonna make her his own one painful way or another. However, her struggling and cries for help were only making him stronger.However, this did not stop him from almost raping her right now. He smacked her across her face and then repeated to kiss her deeply.

Whimpers as she was forced to lift her head, tears streaming down her cheeks. She was scared beyond belief. Her body started to feel strange and her breath quickens as her mouth opens. She had never felt anything like this before. Felt something slip into her mouth and she tried to murmur a no…but it didn’t come out like that. She felt her arms try to rise up, she wanted to smack his hand away, to just get him to go away. She forces her self to turn her head, breaking the kiss. “Stop!” She sobs out and wishes there was something she could do get this demon off of her.

Her head shot up and she gasped as she saw him right there in front of her. “I…can’t kill someone!” She cries, she wasn’t one capable of hurting someone. She squirmed under his power. She pressed her lips together as she looked at him, shaking her head. “No! I don’t want to!” She whimpers out and shrinks back, pressing her self into the wall. She wished she could get away. She squirms more, trying to get her self-free. Her hands rose up and fought the air in front of her.

(Lol if you want to.)

Was like a little mouse trapped in a corner and he was the cat, toying with her. She looked at him, anger feeling her but that fear of him over came that anger. “No please! Don’t allow her to hurt her self…” She murmurs the last part, she had just shown that she cared deeply for her friend maybe it wasn’t wise. She bites her now bloody lip and looks down. “Please, don’t hurt her…” Another whispered plea. She noticed that the feeling of hands were still on her and she tried to smack them away, but it didn’t work she was just hurting her self. A cry leaves her lips and she draws her knees up to her chest and barriers her face in her knees, her hands covering her head as she sobbed. “Just tell me what you want!” Her cry was muffled, she didn’t understand at all what was going on and she was being so weak, he was black mailing her!