Disclaimer: I DON'T own Ghost Hunt. If I did it wouldn't be the ghost hunt we all love and adore.

A/N: Sorry for changing the story on you all so many times. I don't currently have a beta reader and as I am rewriting the story I tend to find myself stuck from time to time just wondering how a character would react after all that I had written. I am aiming for this to be the last and improved version of the prologue. Also, the title has been switched to Secrets Brought to the Day of Light and you'll understand why as you read.

The place, if you looked at it from the front, much like I happened to be, was illuminated by the full moon giving it a luminescent glow adding to its already eerie feel. Not a single light on in the mansion that so resembled those that the lords of the feudal era owned. This is it? This is supposed to be the headquarters of the high and mighty DOD? I thought skeptically as my eyes followed the building from its black shackled tile roofs to its maroon red painted walls with dark grey windowsills added to the eerie feel of the place made it seem like the place was literally bleeding. Pull yourself together man! You're a scientist not a crack addict, move one foot in front of the other, get in, speak to the person in charge, get out, and put this far behind you. I commanded myself before making my way into the massive yard and to a set of twin colored dark grey oak doors that I had planned on knocking on until they opened when I got within knocking distance.

"Hell…Hello? My…My name is…My name is Kantaro, Rio. I…I have…I have a meeting." I stuttered out as I slowly made my way through the now open doors against my better judgment.

"Hello, Kantaro-san, and welcome to the DOD office. We've been diligently awaiting your arrival. Before you are allowed to be shown to your scheduled meeting let us give you the fair warning that all of whom seek help from DOD are given; fair warning number one, if you touch anything without permission you will die. Fair warning number two, if you try to steal from us, you will die. Fair warning number three, if you've lied about having a mission for us, you will die. Fair warning number four is that you will die. Do you, Kantaro Rio, have and questions? Any concerns that we can put to rest for you? Or had any trouble comprehending these four fair warnings that I have shared with you?" A soft spoken soothing voice that made it hard to tell if the speaker was a male or female inquired as my hands became rather sweaty.

"Um, well, I…" "Gomen, Kantaro-san, you'll be allowed to continue we just need to take care of one little thing real quick." The same soft spoken soothing voice interrupted me before BANG! SLAM! The twin dark grey oak doors closed as if a gush of wind went through and then exited pulling both doors shut.

"Okay, Kantaro-san, you may continue to inform us about your comprehension of the four fair warnings now." That same soft spoken soothing voice stated though it was accompanied by something sounding oddly like someone smacking the palm of their hand to their forehead.

"Who are you?" I demanded as I tripped over my own two feet trying to turn around to get ahold of the door handles.

"Kantaro-san I'm afraid that is 'not' an answer to any of the questions that were asked of you. So, once again, are there any questions or concerns that you would like to at this point of time voice?" A new voice devoid of all emotion and that happened to send chills down my spine as I righted myself to a standing position once again, stated rather than inquired. Taking a minute or two to just breathe and gather my distraught nerves I allowed myself another minute or two to take a couple deep breaths before turning, without tripping, in the general direction that the voices had been generating from before speaking.

"You ask if I have any questions or concerns and the one that jumps up at me at the moment is who is or rather what makes up DOD?" I asked though it may have come out more like a demand. One heartbeat, two heartbeats, three heartbeats and a shuffling sound. That's it? They aren't even going to give me a reply? I thought angrily as my hands formed fist on either side of my body.

"DOD stands for Daughters over Duty as we are a group of women from the same bloodline living to protect the innocent and indecent. DOD stands for Dolls of Demons as we claim as many lives as we try to save. DOD stands for Daughters of Destiny as we pride ourselves in knowing we were made from destiny, created for destiny, protecting for and protected by destiny, and live and die for destiny." A group of voice that certainly sounded feminine replied catching me off guard. The volume of their reply, the seriousness behind the words, and not a single person faltered.

"Then I think my only other questions or concerns would be how does DOD handle a case," "Mission, owe, what? They are called missions not cases. This may not be the last time we work for him the least we could do is to teach him proper DOD jargon." The soft spoken soothing voice whined startling me, "I'm sorry, what are DOD's procedures when handling a mission that doesn't relate to their client? That is to say the mission I have for DOD is for someone that has a restraining order on me but I feel responsible for the trouble they are facing from a supposedly enchanted ring that they received over the time span of our marriage." I stated getting it all out there in the open.

"We apologize for our sister Kantaro-san; she isn't usually present when this part of the meeting is conducted. As to our procedures on a tricky case like this we would inquire for more information on the person with the object of which you were to ask us to attend to. We would then omit you from anything and everything we would say to the person with the object if we found ourselves in a position where we could not get the object without speaking to the objects current owner. Once we made the object safe for none magically gifted humans to use the object once again we would return the object to the person who sought us out. Once we find you and return the object to you it is up to you to decide what is done with the object." A second new voice this one sounding calm and while nowhere near as disturbing as the last voice the speaker was able to cause my heart to skip a beat or two and not in a good way either.

"And that would cost me what exactly? And while we're talking cost would someone mind telling me what the hell is up with your 'fourth warning'" I inquired feeling less intimidated by this mysterious hiding in the dark group of women.

"Ten yen, into your hand, then move that hand to your left, release the yen. Wonderful, the price of our mission is of no concern to you as you wouldn't be able to or willing to pay it even if we were to share that detail with you. As for what is up with the fourth warning we all die at some point in life right?" The soft spoken soothing voice rattled off and it took every nerve in my body to not laugh at how childish the speaker was sounding.

"Kantaro-san, follow the fire fly's lights to get to your meeting and remember. No, touching without permission and no stealing." Yet another new voice said with unhidden annoyance. Not knowing if they were capable of seeing me or not I simply nodded my head and awaited the appearance of the fire fly's lights.

"You forgot the part about lying to DOD about the seriousness of his…" The soft and soothing voice commented before getting cut off by what I was going to assume was the speakers: chills down your back or calm but disturbing or even annoyed clamping a hand over her mouth to shut her up.

"He just cleared that by answering our questions and getting answers to his, nimrod." Unhidden annoyance hissed as I tried not to laugh at the conversation I happened to be over hearing. Before I could hear or get used to the sound of the voices of however many members of DOD I had just met the fire flies made their appearance known and I set about following them. My earlier disbelief, anger, and doubt no longer with me as I ventured into the labyrinth that was DOD's massive office.

Unaware of how long I had been following the light of the fire flies, I was now time disoriented and theoretically lost. All I happened to be certain of was that I had gone from one pitch black room to another pitch black room. Just as I was about to speak into the darkness a breeze, an actual air in the face and around the body breeze, stirred a still curtain moving it enough to momentarily blind me as it allowed but a sliver of the full moons rays into the darkened room. Once my eyes adjusted to the new source of light I was able to see that my unspoken assumption that this room was empty was wrong.

Caught in the light of the moon was an old western style high society chair that one may have only ever seen royalty on. From where I stood I was unable to tell if someone was sitting on the chair or not but I really wasn't given any time to ponder over the thought. "You have a case for us?" A voice eerie on a completely different level than the house, and the effect the light of a full moon has on it.

"Uh, yes, I do, but…" "You do or you don't Kantaro-san." The eerie voice said and I fought with my body momentarily to get my lungs to work properly again.

"I do. My ex-wife has a family heirloom that is said to have magical properties that can only be properly contained by a member of the family or someone that has wed into the family. After our separation she refused to part with the ring and now whatever lives in or is connected to the blasted thing is putting her life in danger." I said looking forward as I once again had no clue where my audience stood.

"I'm supposed to lay the lives of my sisters and my cousins for your greedy stupid ex-wife?" The eerie voice demanded and I felt my hands once again curl into fist.

"She may be greedy but she is not stupid. And if DOD is just another place that is going to tell me to turn my back on her than you don't deserve the members of your organization I meet down stairs." I stated as I glared to the general direction that I could make out the sound of the eerie voice.

"Dude, he still so does not get it." A new voice cried out before the speaker collapsed into a fit of laughter.

"Now who's not using proper conduct?" Eerie voice hissed upon an annoyed huff.

"Come again?" I asked catching up quick to the fact that somewhere between explaining the mission I had on their table and getting pissed off at the eerie voice speaker we went from business to I didn't even have a clue.

"Your mission has been accepted. We ask for a week to allow us to work, if we need more time we'll inform you before our last day of work passes. If we for some unknown reason don't reach you before our time is up and the case is resolved without our help we shall compensate you for your time spent worried sick out of your mind with a check of twice whatever was paid to the last person you gave you Intel on us was paid. If we for some unknown reason don't reach you before our time is up and the case is resolved by us we will compensate you with a blank check for your time spent worried sick out of your mind about your ex-wife. And if we succeed in meeting our deadline we will take the payment we deem just and inform you of said payment in the form of a note letting you know the job is done and you can continue to live your life." Eerie voice said successfully shocking me speechless.

How or even when I left DOD's office to this day is still a blur to me. As is the trip back to my apartment; but I went about my days like I would have any other day of the week. Upon the day of DOD's deadline I had a run in with a nine year old girl. She had ran so quickly by me that when she stopped to look right at me and smile before continuing her path I instantly checked on my wallet. Discovering that it was indeed where it should be I placed both hands in my pocket with a frown to find the letter. I pulled it out and read:

Kantaro Rin-san,

DOD thanks you for your business and is happy to inform you that you're ex-wife should no longer have any troubles. As discussed in our meeting this ring is now yours to do with as you please. You need not concern yourself with payment as we have claimed the demon with in the ring. Have a nice life, enjoy your life, and maybe destiny will have another encounter in store for us in the future.

Goddess of DOD,

Black Hime