"fixing this place up is not a bad idea " Rioku mused at the thought of her sisters trying to fix up the yard that had gathered up leaves for over 4 years it would be entertaining but tiring and for what to have a bunch of people come to the house to make it to the kitchen then run out of the house screaming ghost or demon or some other nonsense...

Chance lowered his black helmet over his head and started up the bike, feeling the thing roar to life beneath him. He pulled out of the school parking lot and immediately threw the bike into gear. It let out a loud growl before tearing down the street. He leant dangerously to his left, spinning the bike down the next road. He was pushing the speed limit now, and wished for a moment that he wasn't wearing the helmet. His bare hands were chilled by the wind but it was a nice cold, the numbing kind. Adrenaline spiked through him as he threw the bike into the next gear, now above the speed limit he flew around a tight corner.

Suddenly ice descended into his stomach, distracted he slowed the bike, looking around to find that he was heading towards the end of the street, where a suposedly haunted house stood. The ice clawed at him as his eyes were drawn to the end of the street, he heard a voice like girly laughter rattle through his mind. Chance was approaching the house fast now, not quite moving slow enough to stop, when a boy darted across the road seemingly oblivious to the rumble of the motor bike. Chance tore at the breaks as he tried to veer to the side, he missed the boy but the bike had spun out of control. He threw himself off of it as the boke slid into a brick wall.

Chance rolled when he hit the floor, the tarmac tore at his shoulder, ripping his shirt. He threw out his hands to stop his head from coliding with the side walk, cutting them up. He felt his body hit a low wall as he finally stopped rolling. He sat slowly, pulling his helmet off and shaking his head to orientate himself. He stood slowly, making sure that nothing was broken, although he was badly bruised and his shirt ripped at the shoulder, the knees of his jeans also torn and bloodied. He looked towards the dark house, seeing a guy standing by the door. The guy he had nearly crashed into. Chance began to limp before him, anger flushing his cheeks, what kind of guy didnt look when they ran acorss the road? "Oi Dickhead!" he shouted as he moved into the front yard of the dark house.

Rioku heard a noise and got up making her way to the window she looked out to see a broken bike and 2 teenage boys approaching the house curiously Rioku leaned out of the window slightly her red hair falling in her face "girls look out the window" Rioku stared down and tried hearing what the one had said...

Kaiyori stood up straight and followed her younger sister. She placed her hand on her cold shoulder as she looked out the window. "Oh..." Was all she could say before a small smile grew on her face. "It's like they were listening to us." She looked over at her youngest sister with a grin. "Maybe one of us should say hi.." she looked back at the two teenagers out side their house. Seeing that their eyes were only focusing on the lower part of the house, she carefully pulled the window open only leaving a small opening; good enough to let all three sisters listen to what they were saying.

Mika hurried over to join her sisters by the window to see what was going on as she went wide-eyed, "That's insane... You say hi if you want to!" Her eyes were curiously staring at the teenagers, why are they here? What were they saying? She then noticed that Kaiyori had opened the window so she tried to focus on their words.