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Meanwhile back On Morgan Island the two rocket teams had arrived at the beach and were struck by the sheer beauty of the beach. Clean white sand as far as the eye could see, was meet by clear blue sea, a row of palm trees formed a barrier between the jungle and the beach and they could see a few krabbys running about in the sand at the water's edge.
"Wow," Jessie said, taking in the sight, "This place is beautiful."
"For once I agree with you." Cassidy replied.
Butch laughed and nodded in agreement. The five of them walked further out onto the beach and looked for a suitable place to stop.
They finally stopped half way across the beach and Cassidy dropped her towel on the soft white sand, straighten it out and lay down.
Butch placed his towel next to hers, pulled the T-shirt he was wearing over his head, dropped it beside him before laying back and starring at the sky.
Jessie sat down a few feet away and frowned, suddenly remembering that she'd left her sunscreen back at the house. She looked up at James and smiled softly and said, "James would you do me a favour?"
"Sure what is it?"
"Would you run back to the house and pick up my sunscreen, I left it in our room."
"OK, I'll be back in a minute."
He turned to go, but stopped when he heard Cassidy call his name. He turned to her and said, "Yes?"
"Would you grab ours too?"
He nodded, turned and jogged back to the house, he walked into the kitchen and jogged along the hall and up to where the two bedrooms were. He walked into the bedroom he shared with Jessie and quickly saw the bottle of sunscreen sitting on the bed where she'd left it.
He picked it up and walked over to his bag, opened it and pulled out a small beach ball. He had known this would come in handy and now seemed like the perfect time to use it.
He left the room and crossed the corridor to Butch and Cassidy's room, it was much like theirs but done in greens and yellows instead of red and lilic. He noticed their bottle sitting on the sideboard and picked that up too. He quickly left the room and started to head back to the stairs when a sudden chill blew over him.
He shivered and wondered why it had suddenly got so cold all of a sudden. As he continued walking the colder it got and by the time he entered the library at the end of the corridor he was freezing.
He stopped and looked around, shivering violently, but all he could see were the bookcases. He sighed in confusion and continued to walk through the library until he came to the door on the other side, he reached up to open the door only to find to his shock that the door was jammed shut.
He pulled at the handle with all his strength but it wouldn't come unstuck. He sighed and decided he'd just have to go the other way, he turned and gasped in shock nearly dropping the items he was carrying. A man was standing in front of him, but a man like none he'd ever seen before, for one thing he could see the other side of the room through him. His frozen mind came up with only one conclusion, the man was a ghost.
James backed up until his back was pressed against the door and stared at the ghost before him. It did nothing but float before him, a small smile on it's face. There was something strangely familiar about it as if he had seen it before but that wasn't possible he would have remembered.
What was more surprising was the fact it was wearing a Team Rocket uniform. A White Team Rocket uniform at that. The ghost cocked it's head to one side and smiled at him.
"I bring you a warning." It said, it's voice was soft and not in the least bit scary.
James frowned and said, "A warning?"
"Yes, danger comes."
"Danger? What sort of danger?"
"Evil comes, in the shape of a man. He kills without reason, he will kill you if you let him."
"Who are you? Why are you telling me these things." The ghost laughed softly, "Who I was is of little importance. I like you, you remind me of myself when I was your age."
"I do?"
The ghost nodded, causing black hair to flop into its eyes, he sighed and pushed the hair out of his eyes. "Yes you do. Take care my friend, look after those who look to you for protection."
"But I don't protect anyone."
"You would be surprised." The ghost said with a laugh, "Very surprised."
The ghost began to fade.
"Wait, will I see you again?"
"If your need is great, call me and I will come if I can"
With that the ghost was gone. James starring at the spot the ghost had been wondering how on earth he was suppose to call him if he didn't know his name. James stood there for a couple of minutes before noticing that he was longer cold, he turned around again and tried the door again.
It opened easily, he sighed and hurried out of the room and back to the kitchen wondering all the while if he should tell the others about what had happened.
He decided against it, Butch and Cassidy would only make fun of him and Jessie, she'd only be worried about him then.
He didn't want to worry her, so he decided to keep it to himself for now. He walked over to the fridge, opened it and pulled about a couple of bottles of coke. He carried the stuff outside and started walking back to the beach.
As he walked he decided he was going to try and find out who the ghost was, there had to be a clue on the island somewhere. All he had to do was find it, he sighed, that was going to be the hard part. He sighed and headed out on to the beach.