Rosalie thrashed wildly, screaming like a banshee. "LET. ME. GO," she shrieked, kicking hard as she tried in vain to get her arms free.

Natasha glanced up, breaking into a cold sweat. "Ah, well, I'll see you later," she said with a quick smile. He eyed her suspiciously, then shrugged and left, walking down the street. As soon as he was gone, Natasha ran to the tree growing between the porches and began to climb up. She made it to the top and paused to take a break, a little winded from her climb. She hooked one leg over the wall, getting ready to climb over- just as Rosalie kicked out, hitting Natasha's leg and making her loose her balance.
Natasha was left hanging there, struggling just to keep her fingers from slipping. "Co," she gasped, terrified. She wasn't strong enough to pull herself up, but if Co let go of the girl she would either fly away or attack them... She didn't know what to do.

Rosalie laughed hysterically as Natasha fell, then screamed again as she heard her call out weakly. "Why won't you just die," she screamed, thrashing more. She had to get away now, and attack again another time. It just wasn't fair! Everything had almost been perfect, but again it had been ruined... It wasn't fair!

James had hidden behind the corner, and gasped when he saw the girl fall. What had pushed her, though? He couldn't see anyone else on the porch, only her. He hesitated, wondering what to do. Was he hallucinating this whole thing? This was insane!

Cobalt wavered holding the little girl. When he saw Natasha falling he let go of the girl with one hand. He smashed her against a wall. "SHUT THE F**KING H*LL UP!" he bellowed at the little girl. His voice was a vicious roar. Using his free hand he reached for Natasha and pulled her up. It was crazy the little girl thrashed and his grasp slipped. He pulled Natasha up and dashed after the little girl. His anger was bubbling. Co tackled the girl who hardly had a moment to run. "YOU ARE THE MOST ANNOYING LITTLE PRICK I HAVE EVER MET," the ghost boy roared. He pressed the little girl to the pavement waiting for Natasha to come over near him to talk to this beast.

Natasha took a moment to catch her breathe, sagging against the wall, closing her eyes as Cobalt went off on the child. "Co, stop yelling," she said calmly, soothingly, even as her voice trembled. "Lemme talk to her." She pushed herself up a little and kneeled down next to them, closing her eyes and holding one hand out. "Binding spell, level one," she said, then murmured something incoherent. "You can let her go now." She backed up and leaned against the wall again, sinking into a sitting position with a sigh. Her legs were still jell-o from the close call.

Rosalie began to cry as the girl bonded her, struggling feebly. "Let me go, let me go," she sobbed, becoming a little girl once more. She kicked her feet at the pavement, wriggling like a caterpillar, but she couldn't escape the binding spell.
"Why are you doing this," the girl asked, her voice soft. Like her mother's. That made Rosalie cry even harder, her control slipping again.
"You don't care," Rosalie screeched. "You're just like the others! That's why I'm going to kill you!" Her tears blurred her vision and looking at Natasha made her look like her mother. That made Rosalie cry harder, blubbering nonsense now.

Cobalt had been caught up in the moment. Once he gained control of himself again he stepped away from the little girl his hands in the air. "My bad," he said quietly. He watched as Natasha tried to calm the violent girl. Cobalt backed away even farther in confusion and fear. This was totally weird. He had never seen this before.

"Look, I don't know who else you're talking about, but I want to help, honestly I do," she said, sounding a little tired. She reached out to touch the girl, and instead got her hand chomped on by the demonic little child. "Ow," she gasped, falling back. The momentary distraction caused the bind to break a little, allowing the girl to free one arm. "Oh, damn," she muttered, looking at her hand as it began to bleed a little. "I should have made that bond stronger." She strengthened the bond, then looked over at Cobalt and managed a weak smile. "Oh, you look surprised," she said.

Rosalie had stopped talking now, and instead cried silently. The bonds hurt a little but not much... maybe she could use that to her advantage. She had to wait, though, or else it wouldn't work.

"Yeah I have never seen anything like this!" he called. Then he looked to the little girl. Cobalt strode over to Natasha and whisperd in her ear. "The little girl is most likely fake crying... I watch my mom's new boy and he does it alll the time and he's around the same age... well living age I mean," he chuckled. Co made sure to step back away from the girl and the little ghostie.

Natasha tilted her head up to Co, then looked back at the little girl. "She doesn't look like it," she said, a little hesitantly. They looked like real tears to her... but what would Natasha know. She leaned forward a little, examining the girl. "Why are you so bitter?"

Rosalie only watched the two, shooting a glare at the boy before the woman adressed her. She only turned her head away, as if it were too painful for her to speak about it. "Just go away," she whimpered.
"You need to pass on," she said firmly. "You can't be happy like this."
"Just go away," Rosalie yelled, her control slipping away again. "Go away go away!" She struggled hard against the bonds and managed to fling herself, like a salmon going upriver, at Natasha, knocking the girl against the wall. She felt her arms go around her and struggled harder, feeling the bonds slip as her attention was diverted. Finally- there, she was free! She shoved the girl back against the wall, then spun and flew away, as fast as she could.

Natasha grimaced and slid down the wall, officially too tired to do anymore. "Dammit," she cursed again, closing her eyes and leaning her head back against the wall. "I'm so sorry, Cobalt, I ruined that," she said, looking up at him with a disheartened look on her face. She felt like she had failed by letting herself be distracted. Children always tore her up.

(Nice simile with the salmon comparison. :D Since Molly is still being waited upon I thought I would just give my feedback every now and then so you two would know that I'm still checking and reading your posts and enjoying them. :D)

Cobalt wrapped his arms around Natasha. "It's alright. You did what you could... sorry I was so rowdy earlier. I get like that," he chuckled lightly. He squeezed her tightly then let her go. "What's the game plan now?" he asked.

[[Hehe, I thought it was a cute reference, even though the situation is... not so cute.]]

Natasha rested her head on Cobalt's chest (since that was about as high as her head went), and was almost a little sad when the hug ended. Even she had to admit, it was nice to have someone hug her and tell her it was ok. "Don't sweat it," she said, running a hand through her hair. "I probably would have kicked her rear if she wasn't so little." She chewed on her lip, looking up. "I guess we better go back home," she said. "We can decide a plan there... and I can tend to my battle wounds," she said jokingly. In reality, her body was begging for the chance to just lay on her bed. She didn't even need sleep, she just needed to lie down.

"Alright let me get us back to your car... if only I had a magic carpet... oh wait I can fly!" he teased tapping her nose with his finger tip. Once again he scooped her up into his arms and took off into the night sky. Cobalt remembered the route they had took and began flying towards the car. "This makes me feel more and more like Peter Pan," he joked, "And I will indeed be a boy forever." Co grinned as he recited the joke. He loved the movie when he was a child. Honestly, he still did.

Natasha smiled a little at the Peter Pan reference, putting her arms around his neck and resting her cheek against his chest. "Well, you definetely dress cooler then Peter Pan, I'll give you that," she murmured, closing her eyes. "And you're way better-looking." The last part was added unconciously; Natasha was totally unaware that she had said it.

Once again if Cobalt was alive he would have been blushing... but then again if he was alive they would not be flying. When they touched down on the ground Co squeezed her tightly. He looked into her eyes and pecked her gently on the lips. Then he grabbed her by the hand and pulled her to the car. In embarassment he phased into the car quickly and hid.

Natasha blinked, startled, and allowed herself to be dragged to the car as a blush flamed over her cheeks. She stood at her door, fingertips touching her lips, before she put the keys in the door and opened it, climbing in. She stuck the keys in the ignition, then hesitated, her heart racing.
"Co... Did you j-just.... kiss me?"

[[Aahw, she's so oblivious! XD]]

(Awww young undead love. XD)

Cobalt tilted his head in confusion when she asked him. "Unless you prefer to call it snogging then yeah I did," he teased. Co looked away quickly. He was trying to hide while not going to too far. He really enjoyed her company... plus he kissed her. Awkward . Maybe she liked it... he really didn't know... but anything seemed possible today.

"Ok," she said simply, nodding once before backing out of the alley and driving back to her house. She parked in the driveway and turned the car off, resting her head on the steering wheel. This was... crazy. She had just recieved her first kiss from a boy who wasn't even alive, there was a little demon child out to kill her, and the boy she had run into probably thought she was crazy. Well, at least she knew who the girl's target was. Now she just had to figure out how to take care of it.
"This is too much," she said with a soft sigh, barely loud enough to count as a whisper.

Cobalt was silent on the drive back to her house... he knew he should not have done what he did... it was all over now though. He heard what she said as leaned her head on her steering wheel. Lightly he placed a hand on her shoulder and smilied. "Everything will be ok... I promise," Co said quietly trying to comfort the girl.

(Lol snogging. XD)

Natasha turned her head so that she was looking at him, then managed a tired smile. "Thanks, Cobalt," she said, before sitting up. Slowly, she turned to him and reached out one hand, her fingers touching his cheek lightly. "I owe you so much. I could have died back there."

"I should not have behaved the way I did," he replied quietly. He placed his hand softly on her cheek. "But I will always be there to try and protect you from now on," he smilied. Cobalt had been tempted to lean and kiss her... but he was afraid. He did not think that she liked the previous one.

Natasha smiled a little, blushing. "I appreciate it," she said. "And you were perfectly justified in your actions." She bit her lip, finding that she very much wanted him to kiss her again. She would have taken the initiative, but... she just couldn't. So instead she leaned back a little, letting her hand fall from his cheek. "Ah, we should go in now," she said, clearing her throat a little.

Cobalt had a gleam in his eyes. He noticed that she bit her lip. From his experience it was a sure sign that she would like another kiss. Once she lowered her hand from his cheek he reached out with his other hand and placed it on the black of her head. Leaning over the center console he pressed his lips to hers. Sure he was slightly floating, but wasn't that cool or something. He would upside down kiss her like in spiderman, but he would have to be invisble to do that... so he just kissed her. Gently he closed his eyes and leaned into her.

{yay for movie references}

[[Yay for Spidey! Haha, Spiderman 3 is on over here.]]
Natasha blinked, startled, as he pulled her towards him by the back of her head. Slowly, she brought her hands up to cup his face, her eyes closing tightly.
And so, in her car, Natasha recieved her second kiss. From a ghost.
[[short OTL]]

{that's the one where he gets all emoey right?}

Cobalt snuck a peak at her face and saw her eyes clenched shut. He smilied against her lips and chuckled from his stomach. She was too cute to be really. The ghost boy left his lips against hers but lowered his hand. If she wanted to pull away she could.. hopefully not too hard. He really did not want her to hit her head on the window.