#craaaaaack

"You're ridiculous," Christian said, his tone dismissing.

"He's right," Greiss cut in, poking his head around so he could look across Marcel at Christian, "Flower has already warned me. 'The Sunshine sees many things,' he told me."

"Not sweet Beau--," Christian turned to wave his fork at Beau - and Beau is staring straight at him. Christian's words promptly stall in his throat.

A grin spread across Beau’s face, secretive and mischievous, before he said: "You think I look sweet?"

The three Germans stared. Christian’s mouth fell open.

"Close mouth, Ehrhoff," Geno said and Christian's teeth clicked together audibly.

"If this is going to happen and you're not good to him," Sidney said to Christian, his face dangerously blank but his eyes burning as if Christian were wearing a Flyers sweater, "if you treat him poorly, then I'll fuck you up."

Christian suddenly realized that the situation may have just spiraled out of his control. Sidney Crosby was threatening him and Evgeni Malkin was twirling his knife as if he knew exactly what to do with it. (Which he probably did. Because Russians.)

"It's not what you think," Christian said, scooting back in his chair and holding his hands up.

Geno suddenly slammed his hand on the table and jerked to his feet.

"What wrong with Sunshine?" he demanded. "Sunshine not good enough for you?"

"Is it because he's American?" Sidney cut in quickly. "That’s fucked up, man."

"What?" Ehrhoff could feel his breathing beginning to quicken. "No, no - that's not - I mean--"

"It's okay, guys," Beau said with an exaggerated sigh as he dragged his fork pathetically through what remained of his dinner, "I'll be okay."

"Guess just have to stay with me and Sid until we find you nice center," Geno said, sitting back down and patting Beau’s hand.

"I don't know why you're so eager to ship him off, G," Sid said, tossing his fork to his plate as he leaned back and crossed his arms over his chest. "He's so young - he can stay with us for a while longer."

"Baby winger picking up your bad habits, Sid," Geno said, shaking his head at Sidney over Beau’s hair. "You ruin him for other centers. Spoil."

Sidney sniffed haughtily and shrugged before he reached over and dragged his fingers through Beau's hair.

Beau turned and looked at Sidney - his bright eyes suddenly dark. Sidney smirked and glanced over to Geno.

Christian felt his jaw drop as Geno stumbled over stupid excuses no one believed as to why he, Sid, and Beau suddenly had to go over game tape.

  -z-

“Ghost don’t exist.” The Sommelier waved his finger a mater of factly, “There is not a shred of proof on it.”

“Yeah well…I didn’t think magic frog potions worked either, or there are penguins only I can see but those exist!” Shouma shivered, “So ghosts are definitely possible.”

“The worst thing we could run into here would be your brother personally.“ 

Alex rolled her eyes but laughed at her friend’s comment. "You tell him Jane! And personally I’m not very happy to be stuck here with you either.”

“Ohoho you say that Alex and yet-”

“SHUT UP BROOKE!" 

The group of friends watched as the lights flickered and sounds filled the hall. Jane screamed and latched onto the closest person near her.

"It’s faulty electricity and the sound buildings make when they’re aged like a fine wine” Dento explained, “You have no reason to be scared.”

“You’re lucky this isn’t a horror movie or you’d be the first to go.” Shouma muttered to himself.

“I wish you were the first to go.” Alex countered.

“The tsundere is strong in her tonight.”

—

Alex ran and ran something was going on. Something sinister. She heard a scream and ran to the source, of course everyone had to be separated and of course there was something or someone trying to kill them. They escaped Brooke’s “friend” a couple of times but their luck was running out. The building was haunted. That much was for sure. But that panic scream sounded a lot like.

“JANE!”

She gasped and covered her mouth, this couldn’t be happening, it couldn’t be happening. 

“Oh Alex” Yuuya grinned, “Come to enjoy the show?”

She was struggling clawing, gasping for air and he was glowing, with red eyes and smirking. It’s clear he was possessed. 

“Stop!” Alex cried out, “You’re going to kill her!”

“A..lex…run…” A few final tears fell as she gave her last breath and stopped struggling.

The glow left the possessed boy and he fell to the ground also dead.

They were both…no they couldn’t be…

“You!” She ran toward the other male and tried to get him as he pulled out a knife and attempted to stab her.

“Alex!" 

Brooke ran in and took the stab, "FOR MY WAIFU!” She tackled him to the ground and pushed him out the window huffing. And then she went down in pain.

“Brooke!” Alex ran over to her and caught her, “You’re going to be okay Brooke you can’t die too!”

“Too?” She looked to the side and saw the bodies of her other two friends, “Oh my god!” She laughed to herself, “Figures the non believer was the first to go…” She started to cry eyes glazing over, “And of course the fighter goes down in a blaze of glory.” She grinned, the blood from the stab wound pooling on the floor. “Take care Al…”

“BROOOOOOOOKE!”

—

She was the only one left. But it wasn’t fair why did they have to die! They all had so much to live for. She’d do anything to see the people she loved again. 

“Alex?”

“Shouma?”

“Alex!” He ran over and pulled her into a hug, “I heard screams and I was worried and-”