------ Eliza, Shadow of the Light
Seeing the mist slowly covering the sky Eliza had many second thoughts but that doesn't stop her nor does she think on the matter for long as she holds her head high and walks towards the manor. Large metal gates before her eyes a church guard stepped forward to bow to me "What do we owe the pleasure of the visit of the inquisitor today?" Disgust fills the back of her mind hearing this man's words but she doesn't let it effect her face "I am simply following up on the invesitigation of the ghost." Stepping forward to pass him the guard stopped me again before saying with a guilty and sad face "It would keep me out of trouble with the deacon if you would allow me to inform him of your arrival before hand. Would you be so kind as to let this poor man keep his job?" Hearing the word deacon Eliza shivered gently but not enough to be noticed as she frowned and debated it but still nodded. Seeing her nod the man happily ran off. He left in such a hurry, Eliza knew that the man wasn't loyal or anything like that he was terrorified. The deacon is known for executing the people who don't do their job properly. The gates cleared up from guards Eliza rushed off towards the hidden tunnel beneath the ground. I assumed there should be more guards but only one idiot got left behind to keep the deacon happy as the others were off fulfilling a desire in the chaos of the town.
Finding the tunnel and opening it up Eliza is started by the motion behind her but seeing it's only her little ghost follower that was hiding coming out she nods before heading down closing up the tunnel properly behind the ghost with heavy heart Eliza continued on as she went to pass the opened door of the side room with a bed she sees the scene of the deacon without a thread on his old chubby bold standing happily above a bleeding hallow eyed child before him crumpled up on the floor with a woman who looks a bit like the child crying helplessly in the corner of the room chained to the wall. A shadow flickered behind her as a little body moved suddenly striking the deacon but her little fist went straight through as ice developed on the side of the deacons head and pain became clear on his face. The little figure didn't stop after phasing through the deacon she bolted to the woman and jumped inside of her. The woman in chains stood suddenly as she stopped crying. The steel on her chains slowly freezing and becoming brittle as the woman began to struggle against them. Seeing the scene the deacons face frozen as anger and fear began to over take him he quickly turned to run but found Eliza standing in the doorway staring at the whole scene. The deacon seemingly not caring that he is still naked covered in the childs body fluids immediately spoke up "Oh good, inquisitor you are here quickly eradicate this vile spirit that has harmed this young child and is corrupting this woman." Hearing his words disgust over took Eliza as she bolted towards the man and struck him in the face. As he fell a outraged expression upon his face Eliza gave a big dumb smile. "TR... TRAITOR YOU STRUCK A DEACON OF THE CHURCH. I...I'll have you executed for this." Seeing his outrage Eliza didn't feel threatened she simply kneeled before his trembling figure and placed a small rock upon his forehead with great force it pierced his skin as he began to scream. Turning around Eliza lifted the lifeless boy off the ground and carried him into the hall before closing the door behind her and waiting as she healed the boys wounds.
------ The ghost child
Seeing the chains break and the seal upon the holy mans magic along with the tightly sealed door the girl smiled brightly internally but the happiness couldn't be hidden from the woman she had possessed as a tear filled bloody face lit up with a bright smile as she lifted her head. The creepy sight of that smile that shown with bloodlust clearly sending a shiver down the deacons back as he came to his senses and he rushed tumbling across the ground to the door to bang on it ordering the warden to let him out and threatening but the door didn't budge even an inch as the creepy smile on the womans face spread further and with continued steps ice spread along the floor from the extreme soul energy encasing the room step step step... As the chill seemed to wake him from his stupor the deacon darted around to feel the chilling hand upon his throat the ice filling his body slowly. With a few words into the mans ear the deacon turned fully into an ice sculpture the life instantly escaping his eyes. With a thought the girl escaped the womans body and the smile became peaceful as she tumbled to the floor and slept. Her soul is too strong so the damage she had done is already great. Turning and gently knocking upon the still sealed door the girls eyes never left the ice sculpture before her. The door opened and Eliza simply struck the ice sculpture it shattered tumbling to the floor as she carried the young boy to the bed then began to heal the woman before place her next to her son.
Leaving the room and heading towards the musty old cells the duo looked at the old rotting corpses and the pristine white skin little girl seemingly sleeping in the middle of the room peacefully. Eliza walked forward and shattered the old wooden doors lock with a strong kick before sitting aside and watching her job done but unwilling to go to the surface to see what has happened there.