OKAY PEOPLE, I AM POSSIBLY MAKING A FIC
so would anyone be interested if this scene was part of it:
The air bended unnatturally over the skeleton that was laying in the living room floor, the skeleton that had prentented to be her brother.
It gave away to something behind the air, like a portal opening to different demsion by twisting and turning laws and physichis of the air.
From that distortion suddenly reached out a balck mass, no, a hand with long fingers and claws. Then another. Both of them grapped the air, and began pushing it aside, making way for a white flame, no... it was not a flame. It was hair, but it behaved like a flame, wrapping and unraveling itself like a fog that has wind going through it. It looked like it had mind of its own, the way it was moving.
After the hair pushed the head through, it was looking at the floor in effort, but soon the ectoplasm green spirals looked at Jazz.
The mouth was green, full of black pointy teeth and she could see the creatures tongue hanging out in one side, like people do when they are concentrating. But the tongue was bright green, like the spirals she now regonised as eyes, and the tongue had split end like a snake.
The thing that apparead out of bending air pushed itself forward, reavealing more of black. It was swirling with hints of green and glowing even thogh it was the darkest black she had ever seen. The things on its chest and body were like the hair, knotting, swirling, and the uncoiling themselves irregurally.
It was already too big for the room, jazz backed away into the kitchen in horror, and watched as the air bended one final time to release from its other domain the rest of the... thing.
Snake like lowerbody continued the swirling hints of green and black themes but were absurdely long. It criceled its tail portion multiple times around the living room, until it had circeled it 3 times. The tail sharpened into a point. The things head was bigger than their old tv.
The creature look at her with its massive, swirling neon green eyes, and she stopped to stare at them, but it was hard to look at anywhere upon the thing that had pretented to be her brother.
Everything was moving, coiling and uncoiling to itself and the air around the edges of the monster looked like it could suck it back up into where ever it had just now manifested from.
Jazz collected her courage. "Who are you?! What have you done to my brother?!"
The thing breathed in? Then it spoke.
The voice was like bad radio was crakcling in a echoing cave. No, not excatly like radio, more like... frozen snow under the boot. But under all of those effects, it sounded like... Danny.
"Im sorry, Jazz. I did not know what else to do."
The things face did not portray much of emotion, but the voice did.
And Jazzes heart broke in pieces.
It is him. It is her brother.
"It is you..." she walked forward and Danny backed up a bit, hesitantly.
She caught up and reached up to touch his face, but the hand only met air. Her hand went straight through him, only leaving her with the feeling of cold mist.
"...what happened? Could you... please tell me?" She pleaded of him.
Danny looked away and then nodded.
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