GHOST HUNT
SO MUCH MORE THAN THIS
Prologue
A woman covered in sweat after an amazing moment of her life that she won't give it to anyone. Won't trade it for anything. Nothing in this world can snatch it away from her. Yes, nothing. Except…
Death.
She can taste death in her gut. Black fear of leaving this world, leaving her creature she made with her beloved one, taunt her to the core. She would give anything to protect it. Yes, anything. Including…
Her last breath.
"Congratulation, Miss Wang! It's a girl," one of the women clad in green clothes with masker said with smiled. She showed her a baby, crying so loud. Her baby!
A girl!
Tears build again in her eyes. She was sobbing with happiness.
The doctor gave the baby to be cleaned up and she continued her work to close the new mother until she was done and gave instructions for nurses.
After that, a nurse put the baby inside a pink blanket on her arms. Wang stroked the baby's cheek with adoration. She didn't care about her body being weaker every minute she stared at her daughter.
"She is beautiful," the nurse said, voicing what Wang thought.
"Thank you," Wang whispered, didn't want to look away from her baby. Because she knew it will be her last time to see her and she will not waste it.
But, she needs to do something for her baby if she was going to… leave her.
Wang looked up to the nurse. "Could you please call the man who came with me before?"
The nurse kept her smile. "You mean your husband?"
"Oh, no. He's not my husband. Please?" She tried to organize her breath.
"Okay. Wait a minute." She went out to call that tall man to go in.
Hoping she still has a minute.
A man in a long black ancient Chinese hanfu went inside and immediately move on her operation bedside. His black hair was reaching his back, and an eyepatch hid his right eye.
He could see her face got paler with every breath she took. He kept his eyes on her, won't look at that little bundle on her numb arms.
"Koujo."
"Fen."
Fen smiled, know what she asks will be burdened him. But, she can't go to anyone else. She had left her family for the man of her life.
"Would you do me a favour?" she asked.
"If it's within my power," he replied calmly. He knew Fen was about to die. The smell of it was so heavy in the air. For him at least.
She handed the pink blanket to him, but he won't reach for it. "Please."
He hesitantly lifted the baby to his chest. The crying baby slowly stopped her tears, wriggling a bit before settling down. Asleep.
"It seems she likes you," Fen chuckled weakly. "Koujo, I don't have much time left. I want you to take care of her."
Koujo froze. "Is that the favour you ask for?" Fen nodded faintly. "You know I hate Japanese, and you ask me to take care of her? And to add it up, that Japanese bastard's child."
"Koujo! She is also my daughter! She is half Chinese. I know not long after this I will be dead, and no one will be looking after her. My family hates me, and I only have you to trust. Please, Koujo." Fen was shivering as the cold spread on her spine. Her breath was getting laboured.
In his eyes, Fen looks so fragile, so vulnerable. He knew he must grant her last wish. He looked at the baby, she was so small. But, he hated her. Yet, his long-time friend asked him, something she had never done before.
Fen's eyelids got heavier by second. "Please?" her plead barely audible.
"Fine!" he spat, agreeing with so much hatred.
"And one more thing."
"One favour isn't enough?"
She snorted. "My last request is, please seal her power. I know one day the seal will be broken but, I want her to have an ordinary childhood. Let her taste what innocence is."
Koujo frowned. "Why you want to seal her power? And only the power of child's parent could seal that, and you obviously not in the condition to do that."
"Because I had a prophetic dream. Her power will surface full force in five years from now on. Full force, Koujo, not step by step like me. It will destroy her, and I will do anything to prevent my child from misery." She took a long-hitched breath before continuing. "I know about the seal and I'm weak now. But, you can do it."
"What do-" He gasped when he realized what the meaning of her saying. "No, I won't do that."
"That's the only way. I will be dead, anyway. Take my power and seal it, before I'm gone for good."
"I can't do that. It's the same as I kill you!" The baby that still in his arms stirred, like she knew something wasn't right from his voice.
"Look at her, Koujo. Look at her carefully," she set her eyes on her baby. "After my death, she will be alone. An orphan. After five years she will be destroyed by her own power and most likely dead like me. She might be a Japanese but, do you have the heart to let this child live just only to suffer?"
Koujo looked at the baby again. True, she was adorable. But, there was a problem. He didn't have a heart anymore. His heart had already perished long time ago. His heart can't decide, and his brain racked for an answer.
No.
His brain said 'no'.
No to the suffering of this child.
Yes, she was a Japanese. But, that doesn't mean she doesn't have any rights to live.
"Okay," he responded to her last wish.
Fen showed her best smile during her pain to hold the black fear. "Tell her I love her, that I will be always watching her. Also, tell her father loves her too. Please." She reached out to him. To hold her baby for the last time.
Koujo nodded and handed her daughter back. Life slowly slipping from her. He had to be quick. "Name?"
She can't stop her tears, relieved that her daughter will be okay in Koujo's hands. "Taniyama. Taniyama Mai," Fen whispered before Koujo opened his mouth and brought it closer to hers. He held Fen's other hand, a sign she wasn't alone.
Hurt.
It had been hurt for her when Koujo was absorbing Fen's power. A silver soft light went from Fen to Koujo. He ignored Fen's strong death-grip on his hand. He continued even though it hurts her. She was the one asking for it and she knew the consequence.
"Thank you," she said, not louder than a leaf fall from the tree. After a minute or two, she was gone. The flat line on heart monitor says it all.
He took the infant who was crying like a crazy little monster and went out. "She named her after her hobby?" he asked himself, bouncing the baby to calm her and he did it.
Doctor and nurses rushed in to examine Fen. A nurse asked him to hand the newborn baby to her. As soon Mai was on the nurse hands, she cried again. More powerful this time. Koujo instinctively brought her to him again and the cry subsided to sobbing. He glared at the nurse, although she didn't do anything wrong.
She looked at the baby who now smiling and clutching his long hair. "My, my. You will be the death of me, won't you?"
A/N: Hello! ullet's here.
Btw, I don't know whether the title and story have any connection or not, because I'm bad at entitling my story.
And I was listening to Grace VanderWaal - 'So much more than this' on repeat whilst writing my baby so, I just put it as the title.
Sorry if there was any grammar error / mistype / weird sentence, that is completely my fault.
Warning:
1. T for now. Maybe M for later. (I don't know yet)
2. There will be the case so, please be patient. I need to build the story.
Constructive criticism and ideas will be welcomed. :D
Hope you enjoy it. ;)