Ghost Files: A New Detective
The sun beamed brightly from the sky, giving off a hopeful vibe for those who are on summer vacation. A young man, named Keitaro Keisagari made his way downtown, a smile on the young 16 year olds face and his hands behind his head. His messy black hair matched the shorts he was wearing, and his t-shirt that read "Rock Solid" had a Geodude, Graveler, and Golem rolling around on it. The day couldn't get any better, it was beautiful, he just had a good meal, and the arcade was calling his name.
"Excuse me." A smaller figure spoke, as Keitaro bumped into the man.
"Oh, er, sorry bout that." Keitaro apologized as he looked at the man. Keitaro continued on his way and eventual found himself in that ever wonderful arcade. "And I think I will start with," he paused looking around at the games, "How about Castle Death? That's a popular new game whose butt needs to be beaten!"
"Doesn't that seem a little inadequate when you have Final Fantasy 1 right next to it?" A smooth voice came.
"Huh?" Keitaro looked to find the man who he had bumped into just a short while ago. "Eh, well, I guess so, but I have already beaten that game." He replied sort of confused.
"Move it wimp, if you're not gonna make up your mind then get out of my way so I can play." An older boy complained loudly and pushed Keitaro aside.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." The shorter man said to the boy, in a cold voice this time.
"Oh is that so? And what are you gonna do about it pipsqueak?" The bully smirked getting in the smaller man's face.
"He's going to have to beat you up." The shorter man pointed at Keitaro. "He told me that you were an overgrown pig, and didn't understand why they let animals into this place. It's a shame really, a big bully like you getting punked by some young amateur."
"What? I don't even know this guy; I didn't say anything like that!" Keitaro replied frantically.
"So you don't want to claim your words huh?" The bully turned to Keitaro, "Your more my size then he is anyways." Without thinking twice, the bully threw a hook at Keitaro's face.
"Whoa!" Keitaro shouted as he ducked out of the way, "Listen, I don't wanna fight!"
"I don't think he is going to listen to you, you had better defend yourself or you might end up in the hospital." The shorter man replied to him.
"This is your fault!" Keitaro replied frustrated. He ducked another punch and delivered an upper cut to the bully's chin, lifting him off his feet.
"Gaah!" The bully gasped as he hit the ground. He wiped the blood from his lip and got back up, threw another punch, just to have it dodged, get kicked in the face, and land back on the ground.
"Did you have enough yet?" Keitaro panted heatedly.
"Never!" The bully cried, staggering to his feet.
"The poor fool is overrun with delusional thoughts of victory." The small man spoke.
The bully charged at Keitaro, just to meet a last front kick to the face that put him down for good.
"No fighting! Get out of the here!" The arcade owner roared as he ran towards the scene.
Keitaro turned and ran out of there as fast as he could. He made his way down the block and turned, running all the way to the city park. He panted as he came up on a park bench. He sat down, slouching, and laid his head on the back rest.
"So you're not a complete waste of time after all." A voice came from behind Keitaro.
Keitaro turned his head to find that small man yet again, and jumped to his feet.
"Who are you? Why did you do that?" Keitaro demanded.
"You can call me Blade. I was sent here from the ruler of spirit world, Koenma. You have been chosen to be what's known as the Spirit Detective of Earth." Blade replied. Yes, he was small in stature, standing approximately at 5'1. He had tall black, spiky hair, and wore black sweat pants with a black and red martial arts top, but his eyes were as blue as the ocean.
"What? What what and what?" What in the world are you talking about?" Keitaro blinked and asked confused.
"I was told to come collect you, but after seeing you, I felt as though it might be a waste so I decided to test you on a large idiot." Blade started to explain, "You were chosen by Koenma to be the secret agent of your world. Imagine yourself as James Bond, except you're not as cool."
"Me? You want me to be a secret agent for the world? This is a joke right?" Keitaro responded in disbelief.
"Yes, well I also thought it wasn't the best idea he has ever had, but it turns out your not such a bad fighter, against a human. There are better candidates, but what do I care. I'm just the messenger." Blade replied.
Just like that, a giant baby's face appeared in the sky. His eyes were slanted shut, and he had a binky in his mouth, with a JR written across his forehead.
"Yo! I know this comes as a surprise to you, but please, come meet me in my office and we will further explain to you your talents, your job, and all the cool benefits it comes with!" Koenma spoke.
Keitaro was speechless, looking up into the sky at the talking toddler. As he gathered his thoughts together, he saw a beautiful young girl flying down from the sky. Her blue hair waved in the air, and her big pink eyes stared him down.
"And there goes my sanity, or what I thought I had left." Keitaro whispered.
"Hi there! My name is Botan, and I will be transporting you into the spirit world!" Botan smiled as she came to the ground.
"Am I done yet?" Blade looked at her.
"Not yet, Koenma has another favor to ask of you when we return to spirit world." Botan replied as she pulled Keitaro onto her paddle.
"That baby has it coming to him." Blade shook his head as Botan flew off into the air. Blade looked up after them and sighed. "I need to get back home, if there is a home for me to return to."
And with that he jumped in the air and disappeared with the sun setting.