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Revenge, Sweet Revenge: Reborn

Stone Gate, New York

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a part of Revenge, Sweet Revenge: Reborn, by twi-twi.

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Michaline Walker [4] "If I can see ghosts...then I should be able to see her."
Ian Hallock [3] "She's gone... What do we do now?"
Hayley Cannon [2] "I'm not gonna pretend she didn't die. Because she did. End of story."
Kathrin Cannon [0] โ€I feel different..Is this just because I am dead??
Mahon Robinson [0] I wonder who could have hurt such an innocent person?

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"I've hoped for change, and it gets better every day, I've hoped for change, but I still feel the same." Hayley hummed along with the song as she walked to school. Being in a small town and only 16 meant that walking was her only option. She hated bus rides. The kids were too loud and bubbly. Who was that happy? Happiness wasn't far off, no, but things were different now.

Death was like a vacuum, it sucked everything up and left her with nothing more.

She kept walking, her blue eyes settling on the school down the road. The town was small, small enough that her family was distrusted within the first few days of moving here. A new start was not possible. But thankfully not all teens listened to their parents and grandparents. Whatever they said, she was not a thief and neither were her parents or Alex. They were just a family, not some haywire cult.

All Hayley could do was keep her head down and keep walking. One foot in front of the other. She relied heavily on her friends for emotional support. They seemed to be the only constant things in life anymore.

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Alexander followed a few steps behind Hayley. He kicked a small rock ahead of him. Though the sullen expression on his face might have indicated otherwise, he was very careful not to kick the rock too hard and strike Hayley in the back of the legs. He'd done that once, and been sorry for it.

He hated it here. He'd told his parents he didn't want to move to this backwater little hole. He told them he felt uncomfortable. But they didn't listen. Kathrin had tried to tell him it was alright. She'd sit next to him after school, and listen to him about his day, then give him words of encouragement about finding friends and learning to love his new home. But she was full of shit. She was as miserable as he was; and that was why she killed herself. The thought of Kathrin - his best and closest friend - abandoning him like this, so suddenly, made Alexander angry. He kicked the rock with fury. Fortunately, he didn't hit Hayley, but the rock did go skidding for quite some distance with quite a lot of momentum.

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Michaline threw the book across her room, frustrated. Butch, her all-black German Shepard, whined sadly. Mic sighed, allowing her light pink hair fall in front of her black lined grey eyes.

"It's okay boy, I'm fine."

Ten minuets later Mic was walking down the road, headphones jammed in her ears in an attempt to drown out all the voices. Not all the ghosts could be seen. Some were only voices, some only outlines. All varied. None were the same. But the voices...the voices were slowly driving her insane. But then, only Ian knew that.

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Ian sighed and flipped his dark brown hair out of his eyes. Maybe he should cut his hair short like everyone told him. But he couldn't afford that. All he could afford is going to one of his friends to trim his hair for him. Nothing fancy, just getting rid of some extra hair. So, his hair would forever be long. Not that he really cared. Apparantly, girls liked it that way. At least all the girls he had dated said they did.

His ice blue eyes looked around him, looking for one of his friends to walk with. He didn't care who, just someone. He craved company. Finding no one, he sighed. Haley and Alex lived in a much different part of town, of course they wouldn't be around. And neither would any of the others. Except maybe Mikki. But she needed her space at times too, she didn't always seek him out. And that was fine with him. Maybe he just needed some time to himself. He shoved his hands in the pockets of his jacket and continued walking, his head down. How would they all get back to the way things used to be without Kathrin?

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Even with the headphones, the voices were still getting through. Mic was getting a headache from them. She passed by tens upon hundreds of shadowy outlines, ignoring them. Did she want to help them? Of course!

Just not at this particular moment.
The dream she had had the night Kathryn had died flashed through her head like a silent movie. She stopped, squeezing her eyes shut trying to block it all out.

When she reopened her eyes, she saw Ian walking ahead of her. With the first grin to light her face sine the incident, Mic pulled the headphones out of her ears and ran up to him, noticing how glum he looked. She wasn't surprised. Everyone was gloomy lately.

"Hey."

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Ian turned with a start, being pulled out of his thoughts. He saw it was Mikki and relaxed a bit, a smile playing around the corners of his mouth. Granted, it was small and didn't come close to reaching his eyes, but it was a start. "Oh, hey. Didn't see you." He said to her. "How are you?" He asked, concern coloring his voice. He put an arm around her shoulders, giving her a squeeze and letting her go, continuing to walk with her this time.

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Ian was still the only person who could hug Mic, or call her Mikki. Anyone else tried and she'd punch them in the face. She shrugged. "Same creep who hears voices as yesterday, I guess. What about yourself?" She asked, the concern equal in her own. Ian never took any sort of death well, she still remembered how depressed he'd gotten wh his cat had died. Now it was Kathryn. She wondered if Hayley had come out of her reclusive shell at all yet.

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Ian looked at her, a hard expression on his face. "You are not a creep Michaline. And I don't want to hear otherwise from you." His expression then softened again. He hated hearing his friends being down on themselves. He was a hypocrite, he knew, because he did the exact same thing. But it was something about the fact that it was his friend. If some other person had said that about Mikki and he heard, they'd be on the ground by now. He took a deep breath and let it out as a sigh. "I'm more worried about Haley and Alex than I am myself." He told her honestly.

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Mic smiled slightly. "You always were overprotective."

Michaline sighed. "Yeah, me too. She hasn't answered any of my texts the past few days. Can't say I blame her, though. I wouldn't want to talk to anyone either."

Unbidden, Kathryn's face and the shadowy outline of someone else ran through her mind again. Mic stopped walking, her eyes downcast to the concrete below her feet.

"Do you think Kathryn really commited suicide?"

She hadn't brought up her dream or what she thought really happened that night with anyone. She wondered how Ian would respond.

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Kathrin smiled, albeit sadly as she watched two of her friends talk about her. The subject of suicide came up again. She shook her head. They were wrong. She had not committed suicide. But how would they know? She recalled how Michaline had been able to see and hear ghosts. Perhaps that door was still open to her.

But something made Kathrin stop. She was apprehensive. What if showing herself to Mic made everything worse? Her siblings and friends had all been ruined by her death. Unable to feel anything, she drifted along behind Michaline and Ian. Her mind made up, she drifted closer, whispering in her pink-haired friends' ear,

"I didn't commit suicide...it was something, someone else." She made sure to keep herself hidden, so that Mic could only hear her. She didn't know enough about her murderer to let Michaline see her just yet, even if she did miss her and everyone else terribly. She felt so alone, and longed to be with them, like it was before she had died.

But she couldn't go back. She could never go back to the way things were. All she could do now was hope the could solve the mystery of her death, and she could then rest in peace.

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Mahon got up and sat on the side of his bed, he put his house shoes on another rule in a house book of manners. He sighed to himself as he walked into the bathroom, he took a shower, washed his hair, making sure he didn't use up too much water. Drying himself off he walked to his closet and grabbed some clothes and put them on, he did his hair and walked out his room and down the very long stairs. He started walking into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water,"Dads may I go for a walk please?" When his father nodded he smiled and walked outside,"Thank you, I'll be back whenever." Closing the door he walked out from the large porch and started walking down the sidewalk. His father didn't care how polite he was as long as he knew common since, he knew no one was perfect, but his mom wanted him to be which was making it hard to live regularly with her constantly telling him to do this and that. It's starting to make him think that he's not good enough to be her son, and was really hurting him.ย 

Drinking some more of his water he didn't know where he was, he just kept walking and never looked back. He just didn't understand how she passed, who would want to see her dead, who? He would never hurt a human nor even a fly, it just made him even more sad. Things don't just happen for no reason.

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Ian furrowed his brows together. "Well, didn't they find a suicide note? And hey, she was kind of new here. And you know how her family is kind of shunned around here... Maybe she really did commit suicide. She was just always so happy..." He said and sighed. "I guess happy doesn't cut it, huh? Did we not pay enough attention to her?" He was fighting to keep the stinging tears back, and was winning. His eyes weren't even glassy. Only he would ever know that he wanted to curl up in a ball right there and sob to his heart's content.

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Hayley arrived at school and looked back at Alex. "Don't get into trouble," she told him simply, not sure of what else to say. The brunette made her way to the courtyard on the side of the high school. She set her back pack on the ground, leaning against the cold stone bench she was sitting on. She pulled out her notebook and a pencil. Anybody who glanced at her would think that she was studying, when in all reality Hayley was busy drawing.

Since Kathryn's death, her drawings had become increasingly violent, gory, and just plain morbid. Currently, she was busy shading in the last shadows of a drawing of a human spine. Anatomy had become particularly interesting to her recently. The way the body moved and held together was phenomenal.

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Alexander didn't say anything to Hayley. He just nodded, and went his separate way. He figured she didn't care anyway if he responded to her or not. Hayley never really was as warm as Kathryn had been, and certainly not now after Kathryn's death. He remembered being able to give Kathryn hugs before he ran off to school, and Hayley too, for that matter. But now, he just trudged on, alone.

He'd never really made friends here at this school. Any acquaintances he'd made had disappeared once Kathryn died. Alexander no longer felt like having anything to do with them. They were probably scared of him too. He very nearly got suspended for shoving a kid into a locker for daring to comment about Kathryn's suicide. After that, no one really said anything to him anymore. And that was just as well. Alexander understood enough to know what the older kids and adults were saying about Kathryn's suicide, and it hurt him to think of his beloved sister and the way people talked about her. He wanted nothing to do with them. He never did anyway. He only put up with them because Kathryn asked him to. But she wasn't here anymore, so why should he?

As he walked into his middle school, Alexander spotted a colorful ad the student council had put up for a 7th/8th grade school dance. He tore the flier off the wall, ripped it in half, and stomped on it. It sickened him to see how anyone could be happy, while the one person who never failed to make him happy was lost and gone forever.