The Death Fun chapter 1

"When do you think people die? When they are shot through the heart by the bullet of a pistol? No. When they are ravaged by an incurable disease? No. When they drink a soup made from a poisonous mushroom!? No! It's when… they are forgotten."

-Dr. Hiluluk, One Piece

I can hear sign of despair from the old mansion. The old Fitzgerald mansion, home of Dalton Fitzgerald. Founder of our city. Died very rich and lonely seventy years ago. The mansion is supposed empty and about to fall apart. But for some reason, some stupid people decided to move in. I hope they got a really good reason to call me, or I just missed a new episode of Dragon Ball Super for no reason.

"Open up, its cold out here" I yelled at the front door. The door open, revealing a very white couple. Blond hair, white skin, matching sweaters. There is no whiter than that. But I must admit, that man has one awesome mustache. Not Whitebeard's level of awesome, but still great/

"Who are you?" asked the man with his eyes wide open. Probably because of my working clothes.

"Finn Diskin, the psychic you E-mailed to come here and take care of a ghost" I answered before they will shut the door in my face.

"Get in" said the man, stepping back. "You are our last resort. We don't know what to do."

"What's the problem, sir?" I asked. They really changed the place. Nice furniture and a working fireplace. You can't tell it was just another dump three weeks ago.

"I can't believe I'm saying this, but we think our daughter is possessed" said the man's wife. Her facial expression showed a real struggle between being honest and kicking me out of the mansion and pretending I was never there. I'm blaming the work uniform again. The black wizard hat, long dark brown coat, white gloves and boots don't have a 'seriousness' vibe, but I still look cool in them.

"What makes you think that your daughter is possessed? I asked that because they were cases when people weren't actually possessed, but just crazy."

"She doesn't talk to us, she is mad, and sometimes she is breaking stuff" said the man.

"Sounds like puberty" I said. "Are you sure you aren't wasting my time?"

"She told us to get out of Dalton Fitzgerald's home or she will kill herself!" yelled the woman and then started to cry.

"Don't cry Honey, he is going to help us" said the man, trying to calm his desperate wife. "You can help us, right?"

"I'm sure of it. Your problem will be gone before you can say 'Plus Ultra!'" I said. "Bring your daughter here."

The man let go of his wife and left the room. After five minutes he came back with a girl in his hands. The girl looked around twelve years old. she had brown hair tied in two pigtails and was wearing pink pajama.

"Let me go, you old man" said the girl, trying to get out of her father's grip. This girl is possessed. "Hey, you in the costume! Call the police! My parents are pedophiles!"

"Shut up Dalton, we had an agreement" I said to the possessed girl with the ghost of an old man inside of her. My words cause all three of them to stare at me with wide eyes and open mouths. The man even let go of his daughter's body.

"How the fuck did you know it was me?!!" asked the girl.

"You told these people you are going to kill their daughter, Dalton" I said angrily to the ghost. "I told you to leave the house when new people will come live in it. So why are you still here in this little girl's body?"

"I don't want to leave!!" yelled the girl. "This house belongs to me. I don't care if I'm dead. Nobody has the right to come here, throw away all my stuff, and ruin it with their modern things."

"The only thing I hear are complains of an old geezer that can't move on" I said, reaching for the inner pocket of my coat and pulling out my dagger Silverio. "Now please get out of that girl's body or I'll have to use force."

Now, the woman passed out to the sight of the amazing Silverio and the man froze in his place to scared to do anything. Dalton just laughs.

"Idiot boy, I'm dead!!" yelled Dalton, still laughing. "What do you think a knife can do?"

"You'll see" I said happy as Silverio and my gloves started to glow. Before he could do anything, I walked toward Dalton and shoved Silverio into the girl's stomach.

"Get out of that body!! Now!!"

Dalton screamed in pain inside the girl's body. Getting stabbed by the all-powerful Silverio isn't a kind experience. It took only half a minute to him to give up and leave the girl's body, making it fall to the floor. And now there was a terrified ghost of an old man shaking in fear on the floor next to a passed-out girl and her mother.

"I give up!! I'll do whatever you want me to do!!" scream Dalton in his own voice, making him sound less ridiculous.

"Begging won't help you now " I said and pulled Silverio out of the girl's stomach and then put my hands on Dalton's head.

"In the name of the gods of life and death, I banish this soul to the afterlife. Begone!"

The glow of my gloves disappeared, and Dalton's spirit started to glow and crumble to a million tiny pieces. That mean that Donald Fitzgerald is no longer part of our world.

"My work here is done" I said exactly when the last piece of Dalton disappeared. I looked over to the man, now holding his daughter in a tight hug and crying his eyes out. "She is goanna be fine. She is just tired."

"I don't know how to thank you" said the man. "I don't know what I would have done without you, Mr. Diskin."

"You may thank me with payment. That's twenty-five dollars Sir."