" Can I hear you sing. Oooooooo. I can hear myself sing. I'm singing like I'm a burning man. Da Boom. Da Boom. Da Boom. Da Boom. Here I go. I'm singing. I'm giving my singing course. I'm singing. I'm singing. I'm singing. There's nothing that's going to stop me from singing, because I'm singing."
" Be quiet, Ryan."
" Oh, is my singing bothering you, Shawn? Well guess what...we are the only ones here. No one comes into this part of the park."
" Doesn't it bother you? First we had to stop our parents from cremating us by possessing the body of a high school student. Then we had to help the people YOU were mean to."
" Hey. We tried taking control of a psychic, but she was a fake. And I wasn't just mean to those kids. They thought it was funny to take put three weak old sour milk in my locker."
" Because you called them, and I quote, a bunch of mindless monkeys. But this isn't about us, Ryan, this is about using the life we've retained and make something of ourselves."
" Whatever. At least in this year they have these things called Ipod's. I get to listen to music and play games on them. Sweet."
" In this time demon's run rampart and destroy buildings. There is so much landscape now it's hard to believe eighty years ago it was just five hundred to five thousand people living in one city. Our country has flourished since that time. Me and Ryan are not rom this time. We were born in the nineteen sixties. We died in the ninety-eighties. We were promised to be brought back to life by Koenma, but we had to wait thirty more years because we failed the last trial. Koenma just moved on to the next potential host and left our spirit bodies in Heaven. Our bodies were trapped in metal egg-shaped beds until a transaction was made letting our souls reconnect with our bodies. I have been through what most people could never go through. I have been to heaven and back. But now, we life in a time I've yet to understand."
Shawn and Ryan were fighters. Their first case as Spirit Detectives was to find a place demons were hiding and take them all out. It wasn't something Koenma would put on people just becoming Spirit Detectives, but they have studied their spiritual powers more than anyone. They materialized their powers differently from each other. An elder woman named Genkai told them that spirit energy comes from the ambitions inside them. It must be true, since Shawn didn't want the same things Ryan wanted.
Their search lead them to a used electronic store. A sixty year old man was sitting behind a counter drinking cocoa in a mug. When the man noticed Shawn and Ryan entering his shop he flinched. No one comes into my store, he thought. The man walked up to Ryan and Shawn.
" Hello," he said. " Are you looking for something—"
Shawn punched the old man in the face. The man was hurtled back by the fist and slammed into the wall. Ryan was daunted by Shawn's actions. The man melted into green skin and trickled green blood down its arms.
" You knew he was a demon, right?"
Shawn walked up to the demon. Spirit energy accumulated in his right hand. Five blue claws encased his fingers. Shawn slashed his claws at the demon and cut its head off.
" Why the hell did you do that for?"
" We have to be sure this ones really dead. If it came back to life it could bring more demons against us."
" I see. So we just chop the heads of every demon we fight. Cool."
Shawn reached into the demons shirt pocket. He jingled keys inside his pocket and pulled them out. The keys were for the backroom, which were where the other demons were hiding. Shawn put the keys into the door and opened the door. Through that door he saw a room with a large crater in the middle.
" They've been digging," Shawn said. He walked around the crater with Ryan walking around it as well. " Ryan, will you do the honors?"
" Of course, bro."
Ryan's finger glowed blue. It acted just like a flashlight, allowing him to see in the pitch black. Ryan was powering up his finger so he could fire his Spirit Gun. Ryan pointed his finger through the hole and fired a small straight beam in there. The beam just went through for miles.
" Maybe it will go on forever," Shawn said.
The blast hit solid ground and exploded. " Maybe not," Ryan said. " A fall from that height will kill us."
" Not if we have rope and string," said Shawn.
" We don't have those!" Ryan exclaimed.
" Not yet. But I know where we can get some."
XXX
Shawn ripped open every cassette he could find and pulled out the film. He made a small hill with the amount of cassette he ripped out, enough to wrap around someone's leg like a bungee cord. Shawn and Ryan wrapped cassette tapes around their legs as they prepared to jump.
" Are you sure this is a good idea, Shawn?" Ryan said.
" No. It's an awesome idea. All we have to do is jump through this hole and these cassette tapes will slow us down long enough for us to fire through a wall with our spirit powers."
" I saw a comedy movie where they did stuff like this, and I'm sure it didn't work that way—"
" Jump!"
Shawn pushed Ryan off his feet as they both fell into the pit below. Ryan felt the wind blowing against his face. It was like sky diving but much darker. Instead of a parachute they had a piece of tape. The tape snapped and Ryan fired another Spirit Wall against the wall. The magnitude of his gun was massive and pushed Ryan back. Ryan could only fire the Spirit Gun from his left hand five times so now he had three shots left.
" I made it, Shawn," Ryan said standing on his feet and raising his hands up. " Wasn't that amazing, Shawn? Shawn?"
Shawn fell deeper down the pit than Ryan did. His brother was missing or likely dead! Ryan's face drenched with the moisture of sweat and fear. But Ryan heard a familiar voice.
" I'm down here," Shawn called. " Where are you, Ryan?"
" I'm up here," Ryan called.
" Do you see a set of stairs?"
Ryan turned around. He saw the stairs through a destructed door." Yes."
" Okay. Don't stay there. The rubble could collapse at any second. I want you to go down those stairs and stay there so I can go up and meet you there. Do you understand?"
" Yes."
" Good. Stay there."
Above Ryan's head, four small red eyes glowed in the darkness.
