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The morning proved to be difficult as the twins were almost inseparable from their beds. Monique had been grumbling about stomach pains since she woke and I had an insufferable wavy bed-head.
The night before had not been very fortuitous, as most of our recordings had been similar to Suzuki's séance – we had quite a few EVPs (that stands for Electronic Voice Phenomena) with agonizing 'Help' pleas – and with only one out-of-the-ordinary thermal reading on one of the rooms close to the center of the mansion.
When we got to the dining hall, it didn't get any better. Aside from the obvious lack of food on the table – not that I minded terribly, I don't care much for Japanese breakfast – the inconsolable Ms. Igurashi made my heart drop to my stomach for a moment.
"When did you last see her?" questioned Naru straight-faced, as we entered the room.
"This morning," Ms. Igurashi lifted her face from her hands, "I woke up once, it was around day-break, I think, and Suzuki was sleeping right there."
"Do you know what time it was?" said elder lady shook her head slowly, "When did you get up this morning?"
"Seven o'clock,"
"Okay," Monk said, "So we can say she's been missing for the last three hours, at least-"
"Sorry to keep you waiting," Ohashi-san came in, "I questioned the staff to see if anyone might've seen her last night or early this morning, but so far there's no news. I just recently checked the front door and it's still locked, so…"
"So we can probably assume that she didn't go outside…" the fake-Shibuya asserted, but slowly all the voices just faded out.
"Oh no, Suzuki has very bad eye-sight…"
I didn't warn anyone…
'It isn't your fault, darling,' Monique's voice soothed me in the back of my head, probably detecting the direction my thoughts were headed the moment the conversation began, but it was useless.
I was too wrapped up in playing around with Oliver Davis and Mai… I was careless, and someone might die because of my carelessness…
'Honey, you couldn't help it; it happens' Monique spoke again.
"Wait, boss, so you mean to say you forgot—" Kaoru's raspy voice was like a bucket of cold water over my body, and I shot up from the seat I had unconsciously taken.
"I have to go," I said in a voice not much higher than a whisper, and sped out of the room.
"Wait, boss, what happened, I—"smack, "Ouch! Mon, what the hell?"
"You're an insensitive prick at times, that's what!" Monique's angry voice reverberated on the hallway.
A woman can die and it's my carelessness that's going to kill her!
'Darling, you know that's not true,' Mamotsu's gentle voice appeared.
Yes it is! Kaoru told me, Monique had the dream, and I was goofing off and messing around instead of warning people!
'It was written in the Fates, you could not have changed that,' Mamoru's haggard and rough voice came through.
I sure as hell could have tried! I could have done ANYTHING! I slept like a baby with the knowledge that someone might die, how can I not feel like an awful person?
'What you all are facing is beyond your powers, and whether you warn them or not is not going to influence the outcome' Mamoru stated.
'Beside, you're not God to take on such burdens on your soul' piped in Mamoyu. Is this some kind of familiar intervention?
'Your feelings are projected onto us, we're just worried,' Mamotsu explained.
'Also, you might want to go back to base before you encounter something… less than pleasant' Mamoru interjected.
Taking into account that Mamoru's strength was in protecting me, if he wanted me to keep from something, I should really listen to him. My ice-dragon familiar had not been wrong so far, and I wasn't about to start doubting him. And while I knew I could count on Mamoyu in case the worst happened, my banshee familiar was extremely destructive. Mamotsu, my owl familiar, was the most gentle of the bunch, and could probably help me get out of trouble if the need arose, though I hoped it wouldn't get there. His energy would be depleted and he would be useless for a couple of days.
Alright, Mamotsu, can you guide me back to base? I think I'm slightly lost…
At this, my familiar sighed, 'Let me light the way, but be quick about it Hun, I've got a bad feeling already'
Sure thing! As I focused on the hallways where I came from, I could see a luminescent string. Not doubting for a second that it was Mamotsu's, I immediately started running as I followed the almost-imperceptible string. A shiver ran down my spine as I could feel a couple of eyes on my back, and I was about to turn my head around – while still running, mind you, I've seen my fair share of horror movies and I am not about to do the dumb things they do – when Mamotsu practically screeched in my mind.
'Don't even think about turning around now, girl, or so help me I will make every next bubble bath simply hell for you'
Wow! What's gotten your panties in a twist?
At this, Mamoyu cackled and Mamoru decided to make me feel less out-of-the-loop.
'The… entity has an eye on you, and Mamotsu would rather not have you possibly hypnotized or compromised psychically in any way.' His rough voice resounded in my head.
Mamotsu huffed, 'And I resent your expression. I was a man in my past lives, not a woman. I did not wear panties'
I laughed, and as I rounded the corner I could see the double doors to SPR's and my base. I slowed down to a quick walk, opened the door, and closed it shut behind me with a small thud.
"Where on Earth did you go, you brainless, hot-headed, god complexed brat?!" came the bellowing from Monique as soon as I raised my eyes.
Hikaru and Kaoru were huddled up in a corner of the couch, obviously having been subjected to the wrath of Momma-bear-mode Monique.
"I… uh… Wanted to get some fresh air?" I gulped. The only reason I wasn't in charge of the group, after all, was because I was the youngest – read: most brash out of the 4.
"That's bull, Alana!"
"Hey, keep it down, the others—"
"I don't give a rat's sorry behind about the others," she said in a really, really threatening whisper. Uh-oh.
"I'm sorry? I mean, nothing happened, so I don't see what the big fuss is…"
"Oh, you don't, do you now? Let me put it crystal clear for you then. Sit down, young lady, now!"
I meekly nodded and sat on the opposite end of the couch where the twins where still huddled. I mentally scoffed, but then realized that I wasn't better off in this case. In fact, out of the three, I had probably the worse situation. Lucky brats.
"First, you stalk off to God knows where, because the moment we leave the dinning hall, it's like you've freaking vanished! Then, we start looking for you everywhere, even having to ask help from the guys at SPR, and I had to deal with the bundle of pleasantness that is what's-his-face Narumi. Okay?"
I was going to speak but Monique just raised a hand motioning me to stop me.
"A girl has already gone missing, and then you take off by yourself?! You might've been called a prodigy back in Europe, but you act like a child sometimes!"
"I—"
"Don't even! Shush! I get it, you felt bad, but get over yourself, Lanie, you can't save everyone."
I looked down. I knew what she was talking about, but the past was something I didn't like to dwell on.
"Now, we're going to the SPR base and tell them you're safe, and then you're going to apologize."
"What? Why?!"
"Because they put the place upside down with me to help find you, why else!"
"Still! They had to look for Suzuki as well, why should I have to go apologize?"
"You are and that's the end of it!"
"There's no way in hell I'm—"
"You are going to apologize or so help me, I'm going to throw away your breakfast stash!"
I looked at her, horrified. She wouldn't.
"Don't look at me like that. Yes, I would. Now, get up. You two, sissies, get up!"
She looked at the twins, who jumped a bit, in fright. They meekly nodded and got up. I huffed, and walked to the door. Why the heck did she need to ask SPR for help? Darn it.
We knocked on the door, and the Monk opened the door.
"Hey there—Alan! You're safe!"
I grumbled under my breath, but then gave an apologetic smile. He motioned us to get in, and no sooner than that Mai threw herself at me in a hug.
"I knew you'd be okay! I told everyone, but they just wouldn't believe me." She huffed, and I smiled, patting her head.
Monique cleared her head, and I couldn't help but sigh. Damn her motherly side, I thought I was done with that after I'd gotten my job.
"I'd like to apologize for worrying you all and having wasted your time…" I said.
"Nonsense," the Takigawa-san was the first to pipe in, "Of course we'd look for you!"
"After all," the priestess added, "We were also looking for Suzuki-san."
"In any case, your disappearance did in fact help the drive of our employees," the fake-Shibuya said with a smile, and he adjusted his glasses, "We manage to discover a possibly important item during our search, and the fact that Naoko Suzuki-san wasn't in any of the accessible rooms."
I could see from behind him that Naru was glaring daggers at me, and that the other stoic man – he could be Korean or Chinese, because he doesn't look particularly Japanese – was typing away at his computer.
When Monique was about to respond, there was a light knock on the window, and a bright silhouette could be seen on the window. Mai, who was still at arms' length, creeped closer.
"G-ghost?!" she stuttered out. Seriously. Kawaii much?
The older priestess could be heard saying the same thing. I could only mentally regret not carrying my gun on me, when the window opened and pink hair could be seen.
"Hello, there!" a cheery and slightly high-pitched woman's voice followed the pink-haired Madoka into the room.
Madoka?! So I was totally right!
'It isn't becoming of you to brag, darling' Mamotsu commented.
Well, too bad. I'm not trying to.. become? Seriously, what's up with that phrasing?
Mamoyu scoffed, 'I think the Seer was right, you are a child at times'
I mentally rolled my eyes, and Madoka paused as she looked at me. She raised an eyebrow, I mimicked the gesture. She grinned and I mentally shuddered – Madoka's grin is a foretelling sign of despair and misery – and stepped towards me. Mai, scratch that, everyone in the room looked back and forth between the two of us until Madoka sprung into action and jumped me.
Not like that, pervs. She literally jumped and wrapped her arms around me.
I sighed, "How are you, Madoka?"
She pouted, "Mou, Allie-kins, I told you to call me Maddie!"
I could practically see everyone with question marks popping around their heads, much like Mai, except for Naru who kept a very guarded but thoughtful expression and Lin, who had stopped typing and was now looking at the two of us.
"And I told you to stop calling me Allie-kins. It makes me feel emasculated," I fake glared at her.
She scoffed, but that was probably to hide a chuckle, "And what, not even a hug? I totally helped you out with the older staff to let you four come alone to Japan! You should be grateful to your elders," she mock reprimanded me. She did, indeed, help me get through the thick-headed board leaders of ESPR, since they were reluctant to let four of their best – and decidedly the best team – in the Society out of the continent.
I rolled my eyes, then truly smiled at her and engulfed her in a bear hug. She knew of my cross-dressing state, and she also loved to play match-maker – with both males and females, which made me want to avoid her most of the time.
"How come you're here, though?" I asked her, trying to pry anything out of her. She was, if anything, a good secret keeper, but I was hoping she would at least give me something to work with, "I thought you were staying at the British Society, helping Dr. Martin with the new branches?"
I had switched to English on the last sentence. I discreetly looked around, helped by none other than Mamotsu on the task, and realized that the Priest, Naru, the stoic man, and possibly the Monk would understand me.
Madoka's eyes widened almost imperceptibly, but I caught it. So she doesn't want them to know about… Oliver? They really don't know… And she's in on the whole secret identity, huh…
"I'll drop by your base and tell you all about it, 'kay!" she switched back to Japanese, still her cheery self although a small note of worry could be detected. I saw the brush-off and my team left the SPR base.
I paced around the room, waiting for Madoka to show up; if she even was going to show up, that is. I had caught up the more devious twin – Hikaru – and Monique.
"So the bundle of joy is none other than Dr. Oliver Davis?" said girl seemed flabbergasted at the thought.
"Yup. Also, the boss is obviously a fake – did you do a background check on him, Kaoru?"
Hikaru looked at his twin, surprised that he hadn't shared the detail with his younger brother.
"Yes, boss!" Kaoru looked at his scowling replica, "Oh, don't be like that Karu-chan, boss told me to keep it on the down low until she was sure and called Madoka," at that he chuckled, and looked at me, "Guess there's no point in doing that now, is there, Boss?"
I rolled my eyes, the gears in my head turning, "What did the report say?"
Hikaru made some comment about how I was a slave-driving female dog, at which point I glared at him, to which he hid behind his brother.
"Well," Kaoru cleared his throat and got serious, "From the different possibilities, I narrowed it down to a teenage boy by the name of Yasuhara Osamu, who goes to high school and is at the top of the exams lists. I'm not sure what his area of expertise is, since: one, he doesn't have any signs of psychic powers from what little of his life we could gather and two, Mon said he was the one who wasn't psychically gifted.
I rubbed my chin in contemplation. So the fake boss is Yasuhara Osamu. He must be a researcher, then. Although I'm surprised he took off from school like that, given what I know from the Japanese educational system he must be one hell of a smart kid.
The twins were now in their own world, while Monique was busy talking heatedly on the phone with someone. By the sound of it, it's Adrien, and they're breaking up. Huh. Well, I didn't expect it to last long with her in another continent.
There was a knock on the door, and Madoka made her way in.
"So, how are you, Alana?" she sat down on one of the chairs of the small desk table we had. I followed suit.
"I'm good, though I would've loved to know you were around town,"
"Well, you know me," she winked at me, and I laughed at her childishness, "I actually didn't expect you guys to be invited to this case,"
"What? We're super smart and super good at our job," Hikaru whined, "Plus, look at us,"
They started doing their brotherly-love routine, and we just ignored them. Monique was still on the phone, though she managed to nod Madoka's way in a sign of apology.
"So, I'm guessing you're the one who put Oliver Davis up to all this?"
She looked slightly surprised, but regained herself shortly. Most adults in the industry do consider me a prodigy, this shouldn't surprise her. She sighed, rubbing her eyebrows, "I guess I should've expected you to figure it out. Two days? You work fast, girl, let me give you that,"
I shrugged it off, but moved on in what I presumed were more serious matters, "Alright, this is the deal. Mai and John-san know about this whole she-he shenanigan,"
"What?" she interjected, obviously confused, "I mean, they seem like nice kids, but I thought you meant to keep your identity under wraps because of psychics!"
"Yeah, well… I guess I need to start from the beginning. I met who I think was Gene," at this, Madoka flinched, and I grimaced apologetically. I'd forgotten that she and the Davis' family were really close.
"Anyways," I continued after a somewhat uncomfortable silence, "I met him in the astral plane. He's the one that clued me in the whole Naru-Oliver Davis-Shibuya Kazuya thing that's going on. Though I don't think that was his intention…"
"After that, I got one of those premonitory feelings. And it pretty much told me to get chummy and comfortable with the whole SPR crew because we're in for a long ride together. However, the tall stoic dude and Naru are going to be a couple of tough cookies, I can sense it,"
Madoka laughed at this, "Yeah, they definitely are. But I can always butter up Lin-kun. Naru, however, you'll have to work on. That kid is pretty closed off, and guarded. But then again, he lost his other half, so I can understand how he feels,"
"That's not really true…"
Madoka looked at me like I'd grown two heads, "What do you mean? Of course it is, he saw it in a psychometric vision,"
I gasped, "No…"
Madoka smiled sadly, "Yeah, that's part of why he's like that. He may be tough to crack, but even though he's going to be pretty rude to you, please just let it go? I know that you can make arguments get pretty ugly, and he doesn't need that right now…"
"Madoka," I inhaled, and worded my words very carefully, "Not all is what it seems. I… I won't go batshit crazy on him, don't worry about that, but…"
I sighed, "I can't say anything. Heck, I don't know anything right now. But this is going to be one hell of a rollercoaster. And I don't think I'd be able to handle one of these after Alexis,"
She looked at me with that pity-smile, which I tended to hate, but got used to it since people did it without meaning to hurt me. "I get it, don't worry, I don't want to push you to do anything, just… Do what it feels right. Except murder," she glared playfully, "I know you'll want to, but please, don't,"
"Don't worry, the paperwork would be too much of a hassle," I joked back.
After that, she caught me up to the ESPR gossip, then chatted with the twins and Monique for a bit before leaving the Mansion.
A/N: Hello everyone! Sorry for the late update, but I'm making it up to you guys! After I re-check my next chapter, I'll post it right up! So it'll be a double update (unless it gets late at which point I'll end up updating very early tomorrow).
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