Hiya people! I'm back for more, and this time, it's a bit different.

With Halloween not far away, I present to you, my newest story, that of a Ghost Master. Enjoy!

Sunshine Valley Horror

Chapter 1

In the Beginning

Mortals are such amusing creatures, believing that they are the only intelligent creatures in their world, thought the term 'intelligent' is used very loosely. And while they are technically right, they are not alone, for they are constantly visited by entities from another realm. The mortals are aware of this realm, even though few believe that it even exists, they call it heaven, hell, the afterlife and countless other names, but those that reside there call it the Spirit Realm.

That is where spirits of the dead go once their pitiful mortal existence has ended, but they are not the only ones residing on that plane, elementals and spirits of nature already live in that realm, to name a few.

Now, don't think that it is a place of eternal torment or pleasure, the Spirit Realm has a strong connection with the mortal realm that must be maintained in special way, for the unliving require that the living believe in the supernatural. Belief generate plasm, a form of energy that strengthen the fabric of the Spirit Realm and its inhabitants. The mortals also need to respect the dead, while objects of interest need to be monitored.

That is the mission of the Haunter Committee. It consists of representatives of all kinds of spirits and ghosts, and they decide on what cities to send squads of haunters to, lead by specially chosen and trained Ghost Masters, to execute the missions given to them, scaring the mortals and helping restless spirits find peace enough to move on.

But as one would expect, most mortals do not enjoy being victims of a haunting, and there are those that actually pose a threat to the ethereal entities. Mediums, holy men and women and those with magical talent all have a certain spiritual connection with their own world, and can not only sense active ghosts, but also banish them from the area. And they are not the only ones. The Ghostbreakers are a group of mortals, who have developed technology that allow them to detect and banish spirits as well, and at a much faster rate.

Despite these enemies, the haunting teams are forbidden from deliberately taking the life of a mortal, even an accident could bring about grave consequences, not only for the ones responsible, but for the entire Spirit Realm.

This is the tale of one Ghost Master, and her first campaign.

"This is an outrage!" bellowed a fat ghost of an ancient Roman senator. He was Caius Talius, a Phantom and representative of the Frighteners on the Haunter Committee.

"Caius, please calm down. Screaming in protest will accomplish nothing." said a small fairy-like spirit. She was a Wind Elemental and represented all Elementals, going by the name of North Wind.

"And what, pray tell, should I do then? Nothing is being done either way! Mortals flock to this Sunshine Valley every summer to recover, undoing the terror that we have sown among them. And their slogan is nothing short of a mockery of the dead, claiming that everyone can rest in peace there. The gall! We have to do something!"

"You know fully well that our teams are already spread thin as it is." said a floating skull covered in a dim light. Saren, a Wisp of great renown, representing the Sprites. "And while I agree that this require our attention, we must take in consideration our limited resources. Though, they do have an impressive graveyard there, the finest in the area, if I may say so."

"Returning to business. As it is now, we don't have any Ghost Master available, and none can be spared from the other campaigns." said a female opera singer, her long dress torn and stained with blood. Her name was never spoken, she simply called herself Primadonna, this Banshee represented the Vapours.

"Then might I come with a suggestion?" said a dark ghost, looking like a man in old nightclothes, hovering above the large round table in a sleep like pose. He was Nightmare, one of the most feared Sandmen due to the horrid terrors he conjure in mortals' dreams. He represented the Disturbances. "If we're short on Ghost Masters, why not appoint a new one? We have several in training, have we not?"

"Out of the question! They lack the field experience needed for such a campaign, it would be disastrous!" snapped Caius.

"Silence." said a powerful voice, causing all the spirits to tense up. The voice belonged to Aqupam, a beyond ancient Spectral Dragon, the most powerful kind of Horrors. She was powerful and wise enough to rule the Spirit Realm on her own if she wished it.

"Field experience can only be gained on the field, expecting the students to acquire it without going out on the field is nothing but folly. I second Nightmare's proposition, at the very least it will allow us to maintain some influence over that city until a more experienced Ghost Master can be spared, if needed. Do you have any objections, Caius?"

"… No…"

"Then, if all are in agreement." Aqupam said, looking at the other members, all of which seemed to agree, or at least not disagree. She then turned to two ghost ravens perched on a wooden beam in the ceiling. Meeting her gaze, the two birds flew down and landed in front of her.

"Hugin, Munin, please go to the Ghoul School and inform headmaster Archion that we require his best student for a mission."

"It shall be done." the two spirits cawed.

And that's the introduction. More will come, if at a slow pace, I'm working on this when I get the chance.

As a final note, as this story goes on, I will upload pictures and some information on the main character and the team on my Diviantart account, link will be in my Fanfiction profile.