Settling the others

In the meantime of missing Wallet, I had been busy with explaining what is going to happen with the ghost of the house. meaning letting the fear run around a few minutes unchecked.

My talk was held in the attic, while the attic guy was trying to prevent Karen from going to her room early.

"Greg and David are mages, you all know that from the spell casting they do to prevent any things going south for them. Like back when they had the foster agent check the house, as you all love telling me about.

Due to the laws of the country they come from, these foster kids will be taken away and for the two men to be taken out of this house too. There will be very holy priest on site to rid if us by forced prayer.

Leading to why I call you all to this attic. I wish to protect the child I am following. Where ever he goes, I too will. some of you are bound to stay within this building. I am offering you a chance to leave at no harm of prayer. Your free to intervene with the movers and the priest of you wish to protect your home.

I will not be here. You realize just how significant of this fact came be. How well aware I make living around you feel."

The pause of the attic door opened and looking down on my living self, how pale he turned with seeing the things in this house and acting to ignore the fact. He will continue speaking with everyone right bellow me. I pout with sliding a jar of Damned ashes mixed with nightmare prevented smelling salt - to the bed side for now.

"You are leaving when they do." They voiced the worry.

"Disappeared now... before the Clothus arrives." I hissed and all jump into the wood work of the house. I slip shadow through around the bottom of the stairs. Direct stare into my living side, a hope that he will understand that I am warning him of turned luck. Just to be sure, play about with his hair when his turned away from me. Karen too avoided my presence, I tilted in study of any curses and any potential soul damages. She quick to jolt right to him, arguing the point. Things settle as I hovered in the hallway, I watched the on going war with attic, fear and now a uninvited Clothus. This clothus was wise to get on with its purpose, walking through the the pretend office of Greg... I sense the increase of magic energy while the presence faded. It will be back with popcorn.

At this moment another sound caught my mists, study the nearest window out front. A car door clicked open outside had me straight to the front door. I had even opened it for David, study of the car being full of food tins. He thanks for the door opening and looks confused of the lack of person there.

He smirks follows through to the kitchen, instructed about unpacking. Told about finding Greg upstairs, the hurt in his expression upon leaving the kids to deal with the tin food. He then is at conversation with this Clothus too. The two men being told of what is about to happen by the order of which royal of what government. The inner circles of the island are about to set executioners across all known fostering settlements. The outer wall is going to prevent it with raiding those networks before the murdering starts. Its a 50 50 on of they are all about to be slaughtered or moved by force.

And of course Karen had overheard the last parts, she heard about being murdered or raided. I stop her from rushing down stairs, in fact I help her stay silent and get past the three loud mouths. I give her that promise that it will be fine. That there is no death visiting here. Placing a illusion of a butterfly to her hand. She didn't understand but she will do eventually. She nods as I ask secret for now, a finger like limb over her lips. She nods and heads to the kitchen.

I fade with getting back to upstairs, hearing anything else that be helpful.

"We are looking for a royal blood whom has escaped, a child whom was once assumed dead. The Darkwoods are unpleased to hear that the powers of inheritance has failed to fall in their grasp... that a titled being from my side... a afterlife type, had intervene in the affairs. Us clothus are trying to sus any imposter living children among mage potential. To weed out this title being that broke laws."

"It sounds to complicated for us to really know how to help you."

"Hmmm... I can make sure things go smooth if you have a suspect child. Put a good word through, have the other child's treated with the idea of equipping them for higher society." David frowns in how he flee that life where Greg can see the benefits.

"As nosy as always, Clothus. Always trying to police when the boundaries of living, dead and dying are thin." The three turn to how I make myself known of, "A low rank like you would only made things no different to what they would have got." I took out a book with triple checking and slip it back away, "You go run little pawn. Make sure that you make this family protected. Because I know how to harvest you skin otherwise." The Clothus doesn't have to be told much else. Disappears off to report me, "My concern has always been of the lad I am haunting. If it means making life better for those around him, he will appreciate my attempts to please him." Its almost wrong to talk about myself like it was someone else. But I have to protect. Weak soul like that will burn in the presences of God followers from particular faiths.

"Then I should have spoken to you sooner, stranger." Greg sighed.

"Denying my existence is far wiser a choose. I am what bad luck that other foster family before feared. Its only ironic as I am what protecting him from the harm of things far worse. Soon I still be able to do a better job of it. Its about time he started his journey... start of our journey to reclaim our broken selves. You will not understand how close to a fate worse then just dying that we are. At the least, I can stop both of you dying to soon and with no need to worry about regret. The children are going to live with you... but James. We have to keep going."

"A taboo spell had been casted over a royal child." Greg must have been a trusted spy.

"The late king had casted it to steal power. The innocent minded queen did what she thought was right to protect all of her children. She made a deal with a power outside of gods and demons. There will be a real law of universe to had been broken in order for such being to interfere with living like you. The aftermath of deals like that lead to folks like us... James and myself. Broken ones. You must let us fix ourselves before we are to be returned among normality. You have my permission to speak highly above nobility if it is to help me fix things." they look at each other in fear, "My condition is simple. I wish you to live without regret. I wish you both a happy life and be thankful to had you both stick around. As proof of my trust... you will be allow access to some documents I have stolen or hide from others. I trust you both to do what you need with this information, if it means shaking them off our tails."

"So what are you?" Greg asked.

"A fragmented soul whom has yet to be returned to my living self." A file is passed over and the smacked as a spell tattoo over Greg's hand, "James isn't our real name. Its of the servant whom died in my stead." They had the papers back out and properly go through it. They were so engrossed of documents and conversations that it was late.

Karen and Rick had got ready for bed. Just because I had suspected it, I had a fight with the fear creature while she was brushing her teeth. It had retreated back as I tucked her into bed... stood guard of her.

David and Greg made it to the kitchen around 10, all this stress has affected my living side to lack wanting to sleep. The conversation, I slipped around to overhear some. Watching the attic guy opening the door a little and eyeing the creature. The sense of being watched like prized meat makes her restless. My living self, avoids the door falling on him and to bed he goes. He isn't going to sleep.

"How long do we wait to be found then?"

"At least we all going to live then be executed. If we use the cards right, education for Rick and Karen into society could help us in the long run. Continue as family under the protection of the outer wall company." David pouts about things as maybe some the information wasn't exactly easy to sallow.

A child falling through nets of services failing to do their duty. The many foster families we been through, and the dynamics of them taking the stress to far. A doll like child whom was afraid of things that didn't act as a child should because of what he sees around him. Being assumed a thief or as the reason a fall of not working out with the service. Parents that didn't parent correctly.

"I had known of just how likely bad he was, given the few records they do have about him. I just didn't realize how far back that the care had failed him."

"Do you think the spell over him caused him to see things we can't... lead to that shadow guy over him. With how young he was... how his barely managed to even get into a service to begin with. Afraid of being excluded due to his sight."

Talking about all this over dinner has really has put them off wanting to eat. It was a wonderful and healthy meal. A filling bean pasta dish with a great talent for knowing the herb balance. It was had to sallow in digesting the information before them and the likelihood of being forcefully evicted from house or life.

They went to bed soon after, needed the sleep with how late it is. Karen bothering folks has been on going since. Following to how everyone spirit wise was packing. Everything in the living was about ready to move out around when the Jar was being sprinkling around. A broken window had the last straw for everyone to gather in my room, wide awake to the front door kicked in. The quicker action of early 3am raid and van movers.

I had to hide right over my living self, as the eyes of god sight was making misery of the ghost life here. The creature of fear exterminated by hunters and priest. Such chaos, disruption of shadow and energy is making my presence to weak to be of use to myself. That of regression in how my weaker soul life was reverted to a emotionless doll.