Disclaimer: Does it have to be said? I do not own the awsomeful movie The Thir13en Ghosts. Nor do I own any of the songs used in this story thing.

K, this is my first story and everyone is probably very OOC so sorry and please be nice!

Torn Prince(Royce)/ Angry Princess (Dana)

This is currently a one shot...i might extend it sometime though.

I'm sorry if this sucks...

----------------The Torn Prince----------------

He hated this. This glass prison.

This hell hole that no matter how hard he smashed at it, the walls still stayed intact.

He was bored. There was nothing to do but talk, argue, and beat at the unbreakable glass the confined them.

Royce found that attempting to stike up conversations with the other captured ghosts, who were held in cells around his own, was usually his most favorable option.

Rarely did anything intresting ever come up in these conversations though.

The First Born Son or Billy normally wanted to play instead of talk. Sometimes when one of the other ghosts (usually Jean, or the Withered Lover) were feeling kind, they would play one of his games, which often resulted in Billy winning by making up his own rules as the game went on. Jean never got angry at him for this and would usually just smile but somehow the kid could usually keep everyone else playing with him by using a cunning mixture of false innocence and the puppy eyes. He had to give it to the kid, he was a con master especially with the female ghosts in the room. If only Royce were so lucky.

The Torso or Jimmy wasnt much of a talker. Though it was amusing to watch him try to walk on his hands, which frequently ended in the Torso running into a wall or tripping over himself.

The Bound Woman or Susan talked way to much about herself for Royce's liking. Sometimes he would try to get into a conversation with her anyway but they would usually circle back to something about her and thats the way they would stay until the conversation ended.

Jean, the Withered Lover, was intresting to talk to when she wasnt playing with or comforting Billy(sometimes he would start crying about missing his parents). Sometimes, though, she reminded him way to much of his own mother. Especailly whenever one of them would start acting up, like swearing incessantly, she would literally scold them for it, claiming it was an inappropriate thing to do in front of a child, refering to Billy. The funny thing was that they all did as she told them to do like they really were her children. She was also the peace keeper of the eerie group.

Isabella or the Pilgrimess was a grouch and Royce tried to avoid conversing with her as much as possible. He could tell though that she was very stunning in her prime.

The Great Child and The Dire Mother, or Margaret and Harold, were alway together and usually ignored the other ghosts. Royce envyed them both for having someone that they cared about in life with them in death. Everyone else was alone in this hell hole.

The Jackle or Ryan was, well...he was insane. Conversation's with him usually ended up in dark places leaving Royce in a worse stated of mind then he was when he began the conversation. Ryan was also notorious for egging on arguements between the ghosts whenever one would break out and shouting insults to intentially start arguements. He also for some reason liked randomly screaming and scratching at the glass. Sometimes he would fall over and not be able to get back up due to the heavy metal cage on his head and would flail about on the floor until he was able to regain his balance. All the other ghosts, especially Billy, would get a good kick out of watching his amusing antics. Sometimes Royce thought he did this on purpose to entertain the child. Ryan was kind of weird that way.

The Juggarnaut or Horace always seemed to be planning something, lost in his own sick mind. On rare times when you did get him into conversation though, you found he was actually very intelligent, despite his looks, almost to a point where it was scary. Royce's cell was pretty far away from the Jugs' cell though, making conversation hard.

The Hammer or George was quiet and kept to himself. He was generally the one to break up arguements when Jean's attempts had failed. The most Royce usually got out of him was a curt nod.

And lastly there was the Angry Princess, Dana. She was in the cell closest to him, and was the ghost he found most interesting. Dana normally was very quiet and wouldnt ever reply when he tried talking to her. He couldnt tell if it was because she was shy or just didnt like him. It was probably a mixture of the two. He knew she had a temper though. Sometimes Susan would throw out some cruel remarks at her just to see what she would do. Dana would usually take them quite calmly, replying with cold comebacks of her own, until Susan hit something sensitive and then she'd snap and stab wildly at the glass wall with her knife, snarling while listening to Susan's cackling, until Jean or George told Susan to knock it off. Then Royce would watch as Dana would sit on the cold floor of her cell, and cut into herself with her knife trying to calm herself down. It drove him crazy. She was too blinded by pain and hatred to see that she was truly beautiful and instead of trying calm down like a normal person she had to take it out her body with a knife. Even though none of them felt pain seeing as though they were all already dead, it still seemed wrong to him. Once, he actually went as far as telling her to stop and that she looked fine the way she was. She looked baffled at his words at first, but then the look on her face turned to a mixture of shame, embarressment, and anger. Then she had turned her face from him, muttered something that sounded like ''I'm sorry'', and disapeared. She had still been there she just hadnt wanted to be seen. All Royce could do was sigh in defeat and go back to beating the glass walls with his bat.


Today, things were unusually quiet. Except for the sound of the others moving around, everything was silent.

Royce hated days like these.

The silence unnerved him.

He liked the days when the others were busy conversing or argueing to see what he does during the day. Not to mention he liked hearing the other's voices. It sounded weird but he liked knowing he wasnt alone in this glass hell.

A few days after Royce arrived at the glass prison he searched the over turned car wreck for anything useful. After a breif search, the only useful thing he found was his old wooden baseball bat, which was just as useless against the walls as his fists were. He also tryed to see if he could get the car to turn on. He thought maybe if it turned on, he could try to flip the car over and ram the glass with the it. Well, the car didnt turn on but he found that the radio still worked. It was how he kept up with whats going in the world of the living and current music. He found he prefered the rock stations over the country and rap stations. He liked bands like Red and Three Days Grace. He loved listening to the music. It kept him from going insane in the glass hell. On days when no one was paying attention he'd crawl into the twisted metal skeleton of his old car and listen to the barely intact radio. He liked it. It was peaceful.

But on days like these, he felt awkward even shifting positions, feeling like every noise he made bothered one of the others.

So, with nothing better to do, Royce laid on the back of his car, waiting for someone to break the silence.

After what seemed like hours an arguement brokeout between the cell next to him and a few cells down.

It was Dana and Susan again. Royce figured Susan liked to antagonize Dana so much because she was jealous of the Princess's beauty.

Jean looked as though she was going to start trying to get the two to knock it off, when Royce started to chuckle. Everyone in the whole glass prison went silent and turned to him. Dana gave him a look of hatred mixed with a look of hurt.

Turning away from Dana, Royce placed his hands behind his head and stared at the cealing a moment before calling out, "Hey, Susan! Why dont you take that tie around your neck and stuff it down your throat? I think everyone in here would like you more that way."

Royce heard a shocked gasp and a girly 'hmph' from a few cells down.

"Royce!", he heard Jean scold him.

Ryan started laughing maniacally the way he always did. Billy was laughing hysterically as well. The Hammer just grinned and shook his head.

Looking back over at Dana, he noticed she was staring at him with a look on his face he could quite figure out. Once she realized he saw her staring she quickly looked away.

Finally the others started talking amongst themselves. Royce rolled over off the car and crawled into the overturned vehical.

Turning the volume on as softly as he could he listened to the sound coming out of the speakers.

If i held my ground would you ask me to change?
This drought bleeds on now we're dancing for rain
We drink the air but it's still not the same
These worlds collide but the distance remains
We point the finger, never accept the blame and i know..oh i know

Royce decided he liked the song. It sounded kind of like the band he knew was called Rise Against.

As that song ended another came on. This one he knew. It was "Move" by Thousand Foot Crutch.

Look, listen to my voice
If you're making the choice
Tell all the girls and the boys
Either scream or rejoice
Let's make that noise
Either move or we will all be destroyed

Move and show me what you can do
When you step into the circle and shake like we do
And move when you just can't take it
And move if you just feel like breaking it


"Ooooh! Heeeeeeey pretty boy, watcha doin'?" Ryan said with a evil grin through the glass.

Royce ignored him. He liked this song and wanted to listen to it in peace.


Can you hear me? Stop, look, listen to my voice,
It was never my choice to feel all alone
This is my home
Back up , you don't know if you've never been here,
You've never been to the place inside, I face my fears
It takes everything I am

Move and show me what you can do
When you step into the circle and shake like we do
And move when you just can't take it
And move if you just feel like breaking it

"Heeeellllloooo! Hey, Prince I'm talking to you!," Ryan tried again in a more irritated voice.

Royce ignored him again.


Move and show me what you can do
When you step into the circle and shake like we do
And move when you just can't take it
And move if you just feel like breaking it

Finally Ryan's insanity and impatients kicked in and he started screaming, "ROYCEROYCEROYCEROYCEROYCE-!!

"GOD DAMNIT RYAN! WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?!," Royce yelled back, warping from the inside of his car to right next to the glass seperating him from the psycopath.

"I just wanted to know what you were doin' in your car. Reliving your death or something?" the Jackle replied with an dark smirk.

Face darkening with anger, Royce crawled back into the car and turned the volume up as loud as it could go, causing all of the ghosts to cover their ears and look at him.

"WHAT IS THAT AWFUL RACKET COMING FROM YOUR HUNK OF METAL?!," Royce heard the Pilgrimess yell over the deafening music.

Feeling defiant, Royce jumped onto the top of the car and started yelling the lyrics.

If you come near me, stop, look, listen to my voice
If you're making the choice tell all the girls and the boys
Either scream or rejoice
Let's make that noise
Either move or we will all be destroyed

Back up and let go if you've never been here,
You've never been to the place inside, I face my fears,
It takes everything I am

So just move and show me what you can do
When you step into the circle and shake like we do
And move when you just can't take it
And move if you just feel like breaking it

Move and show me what you can do
When you step into the circle and shake like we do
And move when you just can't take it
And move if you just feel like breaking it

I come crashing to the floor
And I know there must be more like me

Grinning wildly he looked around at everyone else in the room. Each one looked equally shocked.


I've seen this all before, I can't carry this anymore, break free
So breathe and leave until the storm is over
'Cause underneath, there's a diamond passing over
So breathe, let's leave until the storm is over,
Because I want to take you away

Royce locked eyes with the Princess as he sang the last line. Breaking eye contact, she turned her head away from him and refused to look back at him. What did that look on her face mean? Anger? Irritation? Embarressment? He couldnt quite place it so instead he went on singing.


Move and show me what you can do
When you step into the circle and shake like we do
And move when you just can't take it
And move if you just feel like breaking it

He sang the chorus four more times before the song ended.

Glancing back at the Princess he noticed she was giving the Jackle a death glare. Ryan must of said something to piss her off...

Just than another song he recognized blared through the radio.

"Ah! Good song! Good song!," Royce yelled crawling back into the car to turn it down a bit.

"Here we go again...", George muttered calmly.

"Yeah! Go Royce!" Billy yelled out.

Grinning wildly, Royce yelled out the opening line.

"Get ready for action!"

I got no regret right now (I'm feeling this)
The air is so cold and low (I'm feeling this)
Let me go in her room (I'm feeling this)
I wanna take off her clothes (I'm feeling this)
Show me the way to bed (I'm feeling this)
Show me the way you move (I'm feeling this)
Fuck it, it's such a blur (I'm feeling this)
I love all the things you do (I'm feeling this)

Glancing a the Princess out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that she was stabbing the glass wall closest to Ryan angrily, while the psychotic idiot rolled on the floor of his cell laughing maniacally. Whatever Ryan was doing, it was really pissing Dana off.


Fate fell short this time, your smile fades in the summer
Place your hand in mine, I'll leave when I wanna


Where do we go from here?
Turn all the lights down now
Smiling from ear to ear (I'm feeling this)
Our breathing has got too loud (I'm feeling this)
Show me the bedroom floor (I'm feeling this)
Show me the bathroom mirror (I'm feeling this)
We're taking this way too slow (I'm feeling this)
Take me away from here (I'm feeling this)

Fate fell short this time, your smile fades in the summer
Place your hand in mine, I'll leave when I wanna

Fate fell short this time, your smile fades in the summer
Place your hand in mine, I'll leave when I wanna

This place was never same again, after you came and went
How could you say you meant anything different to anyone standing alone on the street with a cigarette on the first night we met..
Look to the past and remember and smile, and maybe tonight I can breathe for awhile..
I'm not in the scene, I think I'm falling asleep, but then all that it means is I'll always be dreaming of you...

With an playful smirk on his face, Royce sang the last line while pointing at Dana and winking.

Double-taking with wide eyes, she fumbled the knife she was holding, just about dropping it, making Ryan laugh even harder.

Fate fell short this time, your smile fades in the summer
Place your hand in mine, I'll leave when I wanna

Fate fell short this time, your smile fades in the summer
Place your hand in mine, I'll leave when I wanna

Fate fell short this time, smile fades in the summer
(so lost and disillusioned)
Place your hand in mine, I'll leave when I wanna
(so lost and disillusioned)

Fate fell short this time, your smile fades in the summer
(so lost and disillusioned)
(are we alone, do you feel it?)
Place your hand in mine, I'll leave when I wanna
(so lost and disillusioned)
(are we alone, do you feel it?)

Fate fell short this time, your smile fades in the summer
(so lost and disillusioned)
(are we alone, do you feel it?)
Place your hand in mine, I'll leave when I wanna
(so lost and disillusioned)
(are we alone, do you feel it?)

At the end of the song, Dana and Royce were still eye locked. Silence over took the place except for a new song playing onthe radio.

It stayed that way for several minutes until the Jackle started yelling, "AWWLOOKATTHELOVERS!!LOVERLOVERSLOVERS!!"

Dana gave Ryan another death look and started stabbing at the glass, while Royce just gave a low chuckle.

"Quiet! Someone's coming! And turn off that awful what-ever-it-is!," Isabella growled.

Just then Royce heard the footsteps, drawing closer.

That's when the man came into view. He was dressed in a suit and holding a cane. He was the one who put them all in the glass cells. Needless to say, none of the ghosts liked him. At all.

Each ghost mustered up the darkest glares and attacked the glass walls seperating them from him as he past each cell. Finally he stopped in front of the Prince's cell.

"What's the matter, you crazy old fuck? Dont like my music?" Royce taunted.

The man just smiled. Suddenly the glass doors of the cell opened.

Royce grabbed his bat and lunged.

Right as he did a blinding white flash lit the whole basement and a searing pain tore through his body.

He hadnt felt this kind of pain since the day he died.

Screaming in agony, he felt his knees give out and collapse beneath him.

Everything around him was clouded. He couldnt see straight. It hurt so bad.

He could hear two voices around him.

One of them was Billy's. He was crying and yelling at the man to stop.

The other voice was a female's voice. He thought it had to be Jean's.

Suddenly the pain stopped.

Royce looked up to see the man, who was standing over him with the same smile on his face as before, holding a stange device with similar markings on it as the walls of his cell.

"Now, my Torn Prince, are you going to behave?," the man said with arrogent calmness.

"Fuck you...", was all Royce could muster in his weakened state. He didnt understand how the man could hurt him. "It has to be the markings", Royce thought. The markings kept them inside the glass walls, who says they cant hurt them too?

The bright flash errupted from the top of the device again and the pain returned.

After a few more seconds of the excrutiating pain it stopped again.

"Are you done?"

Royce opened his mouth to say something else but someone interrupted him.

"Just shut up, Royce!"

It was Dana.

"You should listen to the Princess, if you know whats good for you, my Torn Prince." the man said.

Royce was about to say something anyway when he caught sight of Dana staring at him intently.

"Good...good...now you all need to behave tonight. I'm having company over so be quiet." the man said looking around at all the captured ghosts. Then the man turned to leave, as he did the doors to Royce's cell closed and sealed tightly.

As the man walked by the Juggarnauts cell, Horace pounded his fists angrily against the door to his cell causing the man to stare at him.

"Calm yourself my Juggernaut, the time is almost among us." the man said smirking smugly, "Soon your purpose will be fulfilled and I will reign as all-powerful. I have waited too long for this." And then the man was gone.

Royce groaned and rolled over onto his back.

"Are you alright?

Looking up, Royce found that it was Dana who had asked the question.

"Yeah, ah man, that hurt...it kinda felt like I was dying all over again. I wonder how he did it."

"I bet it had something to do with these markings on the walls. There were similar markings on the device that the light came from," George said.

"Hey, who called out for me when the first flash happened? I heard Billy, but I couldve sworn I heard a second voice...," Royce said looking around at each ghost.

"IT WAS YOUR LOVER!! OOOHHH!! THE PRINCE AND THE PRINCESS!" Ryan yelled out, grinning menacingly at Dana.

A low growl errupted from the Princess as she glared at him.

"HA! I bet if she was alive and had blood pumping through her, her face would be bright red! OOOOOH!", Ryan yelled out.

"RYAN!" Dana yelled out stabbing at the glass again.

"Stop antagonizing the poor girl, you stupid, insane bastard!" George yelled.

Suddenly everything spun out of control and everyone started tearing at eachother's throats. Well, metaphorically speaking anyways...

"Enough! Stop it all of you!" Jean finally yelled out. It fell silent.

"Okay. Now. Everyone needs to calm down and just carry on what we were doing. Royce is thankfully okay and we just need to move on," Jean said running her fingers through her hair.

After that everything went back to the way it was. The Jackle and the Juggernaut started a conversation about something Royce wasnt sure he wanted to know about. Jean started a game with Billy to keep him entertained. The Dire Mother continued feeding the Great Child (not that he needed food considering he was dead, but hey, it was something to do). Susan started trying to coach Isabella on ways to do her hair (not that it mattered, niether of them could reach their hair anyway). George started humming the songs he heard earlier and Jimmy continued trying to learn how to walk on his hands. The only two who werent doing anything were the Prince and the Princess.

Looking over into Dana's cell he saw her curled up against the wall facing away from him, with her knees pulled tight to her chest and her head in her arms. He was glad to see that she wasnt cutting herself up but he could still tell she was upset and that bothered him.

"Hey, Dana are you okay?" He called softly to her.

"Never better," Dana muttered never making eye contact.

"Hey, forget about what Ryan said...you know how he is..."

"...Yeah..."

"Hey you know I'm glad you're actually talking to me. It's...nice. I like your voice," Royce said with a soft smile.

Dana turned her head from him and tucked her hair behind her ears.

"Hey, sorry I didnt mean to embarrass you..."

"No, dont worry about it...I just...um...thanks."

"No problem! And I mean it..." Royce said, his smile growing.

Finally she turned her head to look at him. Royce couldnt help but think about how beautiful she was, even despite the gashes all over her body.

Smiling gently, Royce placed his hand on the glass that seperated them.

After a few moments of staring at his hand, slowly and shyly, she placed his hand against the glass where his was placed on the otherside.

The only thing that seperated them was a piece of glass with weird inscriptions on it.

Slowly they both raised their gazes from their hands to meet eachothers eyes.

Royce gave her a big grin and she turned her head shyly to the side.

Neither of them noticed everyone was watching them until...

"AWWWWW!!!"

"RYAN!"


Songs: Dancing for Rain-Rise Against, Move-Thousand Foot Crutch, and Feelin' This-Blink 182

Tell me what you think. No flames please! =]

Sorry about the cheesy ending...I hate cheesy....i might re-write it later...