A/N: this is my first story so no flames thank you

Disclaimer: I do NOT own 13 ghosts or anything except this story.

“Another one?” groaned Royce. All of the ghosts lazily raised their heads at the new comer. “Hey newbie. What’s your name?” shouted Royce so the new could hear him. The addition slammed his fists against the wall and grunted.

“Missus Jean? What does that mean?” asked Billy, obviously frightened by the giant’s outburst.

“It’s alright, Billy.” Jean placed her hand against the wall between her and Billy.

“Don’t freak out. I just asked you a question.” Horace looked down. “But don’t feel bad. Ryan reacted the same way.” Royce pointed at the cube next to Horace’s. Ryan’s head perked up at the sound of his name. His cold, hard eyes stared at Royce then at Horace then back down, not saying a word. "Don't worry, he does that all the time. He rarely talks."

"Yeah, he's insane." screamed Billy from across the room. Ryan raised his head only to glare at the small boy. Billy whimpered and glanced at Jean who gave an encouraging smile and placed her hand on the wall again. Billy smiled back and mimicked her action.

"Oh, come on, you know it's true Ryan don't deny it. I mean, the evidence is right there. You have a torn straitjacket and a cage on your head, I mean, how much more insane can you get?" Susan laughed mockingly. Ryan lashed out, shrieking, and clawing at the glass, making his cage slam against the wall. It was clear how much he hated her to Horace. He even shrank back from the almost petite man's outburst.

" Rayn calm down," Jean cried soothingly," Susan you know how that effects him."

" Sorry Mother" she said sarcastically and laughed. Ryan growled and snapped his head back at Horace, with hate blazing in his yellow eyes, and looked away.

To Be Continued

sorry it's so short. I hope it didn't suck that bad but i need info so r and r

love ya jxl ;P