Ghost Of The Past

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Ghost Of The Past
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"Sightings... Being touched... Hauntings... Possessions... Ghosts... Demons... All are part of the paranormal. Please join us as we search into claims and help those in need", a six foot two inch blonde athletic man said as he stepped out of the shadows. "I'm Steve Rogers", Steve says. "And I'm Natasha Romanov", a medium height woman with red hair said as she stepped out of the shadows as well. "Together with our team. We are...", Steve started to say. "The Avengers", Steve and Natasha said in unison.
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This is the first time that I'm writing a reality tv show story. I'm sorry if it is a little weird at first. But I promise that it will get better.
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The Help Gets Dismissed

Sitwell had been employed by the Pierce family for twenty years. Sure he had plenty of paranormal experiences before working for the family. But with the recent events, he was officially on edge. However, he still had a job to do and he will do it to the best of his abilities.

 

It had been close to getting dinner ready when Sitwell was on the second floor cleaning up. He had heard the usual footsteps and bumps, but the fact that he started to see shadows move made his heart race. Now Sitwell normally didn't speak to any spirits, but for the first time he felt like he had to.

 

"I'm pretty sure that we've had a good understanding. I stay out of your way, you stay out of mine. So how about we keep it that way, alright?", he said. Sitwell waited a minute and didn't see or hear anything. He started to walk towards the stairs as he heard footsteps following him. Looking over his shoulder, he didn't see anything. When he looked forward, Rumlow was right there. "Sorry, no understanding. Not this time", Brock said.

 

Before Sitwell could react, Brock pushed him towards the laundry chute that led straight to the basement. Sitwell finally screamed as he was pushed pass the door flap and started to fall head first. 

 

"No offense to you, Sitwell. I just need my bride by my side", Rumlow smirked as the door flap closed.

 

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Alexander had been in his study when he suddenly heard something. Something like a scream followed by a thump. He looked up from his paperwork and called Sitwell. Nothing. Pierce then stood up and went to go find Sitwell. After calling Sitwell several times, Pierce finally went to where he heard the thump and headed for the basement.

 

"Jasper? Are you down here?", Pierce asked. He looked around the basement until he got to where the washer and dryer were. "Oh my god!", he exclaimed.

 

The bloody sight was sickening. The prone body of Sitwell made Pierce sick. Sitwell's head was caved in and deformed with his neck making his head go in an unnatural direction. And to top it off, his blood surrounded his body.

 

"Oh, Jasper. You didn't deserve this", Pierce said as he turned to go upstairs and call the coroner.

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