Kyle, Jenny, and Abby did the most logical thing they could think of: They began freaking out.
Abby had only known for certain about magic for a few hours, though she'd suspected for longer than that. Jenny and Kyle had absolutely no idea what to do magically in a situation like this. Tanya rose into the air, dripping blood, arms spread wide, choking out gutteral words in some obscene mocker of language, her body trembling.
But then the trembling stopped, and so did the chanting. She floated in the air, streaming blood...but then the blood exploded into a cloud of flower petals, a whirlwind of deep red rose petals filling the room.
"Now what!?" Abby shrieked.
"No wait!" Jenny said. "This might be good! Tanya's magic is all flowery and stuff!"
The wind of petals ceased, and Tanya collapsed to the floor, clutching her throat.
"Oh," she coughed out a few stray petals. "That sucked."
"I...Abby started, them stopped herself. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah what she said," Kyle helped her up.
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"I'm fine," Tanya looked sideways at Abby. "That wasn't what you were going to say at first, was it?"
"Oh!" Abby flushed. "Oh I uh...no."
"You were going to ask if it was the pipes, weren't you?"
"Uhm, yes. But you just were coughing up blood so it felt wrong."
"Next time be sarcastic, I had it coming. You're right, you definitely have a ghost. And a petty, mean, nast homicidal one at that."
"Can we fight it?" Kyle asked. "Even with all the crap the past few months I haven't had to fight a ghost."
"Easily," Tanya said. "It got me because I was being cocky and didn't defend myself well enough. It's not that strong. Come on, the three of us should chase it out of here in no time flat. But...let's be careful, just in case it has any more surprises for us."
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The dark force inhabiting the house was losing its mind. It had no more surprises. At first it had thought some amateur spell crafter was poking around the house, and had gleefully jumped at the chance to inhabit a real body and play around. But when it got inside that girl....
Power. Terrible power. And she was probably the WEAKEST of the three magically aligned warriors the girl, Abby that was her name, had brought. One wasn't even human, it didn't know what she was or what she could do, and the one who Was human...he was like a sun exploding that wanted to punch him. A sledge hammer where the one it had possessed was a scalpel. It wouldn't want to face any one of them, and all three we're walking through the halls intent on destroying it.
It had decided to run. It wasn't magically bound to the house, not exactly, and while it hated having to find someplace else to live it didn't see any other option. Maybe if it had a little more power...
"Do you want it? More power I mean."
The dark presence in the house froze in terror. It didn't know what that girl downstairs was, but it at least had a general idea. The way someone who's never seen a tiger can still identify it as "some kind of cat." But the entity that spoke to it now...
Like gears and a great wheel, like thunder and rain, like a beginning that ends where it began. To speak with Kyle the Wish God had taken the form of a teacher, but to this entity it could more true to itself.
It trembled a question into the universe.
"Me? I'm a god. A small one, maybe, but still a god. And I need a few things to happen. So here, take some power. Go give those kids a good run for their money..."