Chapter six:
A hooded figure rushes over to the cloaked figure and bows instantly. "The full moon is in the sky." Is the report he gives.
The cloaked figure slowly turns around to face the figure. "Perfect." He says in a smooth voice. "Grab the child and let's let the ceremony begin." He walks towards the door the hooded figure came from.
The hooded figure nods. "Of course." He rushes out to do as commanded.
"Soon my dear Luna. Soon." The cloaked figure says to himself.
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Matt is typing away on his computer looking for any signs of Rebecca on the black market as well as needing to check on anyone who have what the two conclude as a kind of profile of Rebecca's abductor, Near's attacker and Linda's killer.
Mello in the meantime is looking at everything he has on what happened to find anything within it that might help.
They've been working nonstop the first moment they could get started.
The life of Rebecca is on the line right now after all.
….
The cloaked figure arrives in the room only lit by candle light where the rest are waiting now also wearing their own cloaks.
There is a pentagram of candles with a middle big enough for Rebecca to be laying there on a specific pillow made for this.
The cloaked figure makes it to the edge of the pentagram being cautious of the tiny flames. He looks to little Rebecca. "The child… The one made to be perfect for our purpose."
Little Rebecca looks around seeming curious as if she isn't sure what's going on or anything.
The cloaked figure turns to one of the now cloaked figures. "I take it you took some blood."
The now cloaked figure nods and holds up a vile of the red liquid. "Fresh just before she was placed."
The cloaked figure nods. "Good work. It's time for the ceremony to begin." He grabs the vile and turns back to the pentagram. "I call upon the powers invested in me to hear my call. I have provided the one that can bring about what it is I desire." He opens the vile and walks around the pentagram making the blood go in a circle around Rebecca and the pillow she's on just as he has practiced without getting burned. He speaks as he does this. "Let this child show it's true potential and it's destiny." He finishes with the blood then bows softly as he closes the vile before stuffing it into a pocket. "Oh sweet mother of the moon. Hear our call!" He throws his hands into the air and the others do the same chanting the name Luna. "Hear us! Oh great mother moon!" He looks up to the hole in the ceiling where the full moon is shining down right into the dimly lit room. "Hear us! And accept this chosen one to bring you back into the land of the living."
"Luna! Luna! Luna!" The chanting continues.
"Hear us! Return to us!" The cloaked figure continues.
"Luna! Luna! Luna!" The chanting goes on.
"Return to us! Return to the land of the living! Return and show us dark powers of the night!" The cloaked figure keeps doing what he needs to. "Let us be at your beckoned call as you turn to rule the world with your dark magic!"
"Luna! Luna! Luna!" The chanting goes on not even dropping in volume the least bit.
"OUR DEAR MOTHER LUNA!" The cloaked figure screams.
The moon sends off a gleam and a beam falls onto Rebecca.
All of the figures watching get ready to bow as their chanting slowly gets quieter.
But then… The moon beam dissipates and a wind blows out all candles leaving the group in nothing but moonlight.
"What happened?" The cloaked figure gasps. "We did everything correctly. Why didn't it work?"
One of the now cloaked figures step forward. "Sir."
The cloaked figure whips around to the other as the group often walk around in moonlight so they can see better than just anyone.
"If I may." The now cloaked figure says. "What if it was the blood. What if her blood is unique enough that it is not fit for this?"
The cloaked figure turns away thoughtful. "Yes. Yes. I fear it may be so my dear loyal followers." He says. "I fear that we were wrong about the blood. The child obviously can still be used a vessel for our dear Luna however the blood is not what Luna considers as what she needs." He spins to another now cloaked figure. "You go and lead them here by tomorrow night using whatever you must. Tomorrow night is the last time we have until the next full moon. So we cannot mess up again!"
The now cloaked figure nods and rushes off.
The cloaked figure turns to the rest. "Clean the blood and keep the child preserved for tomorrow night." He turns with his cloak flying at the turn only to settle as the turn comes to a stop then he storms out of the room taking the vile out of his hand only to crush it.
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"Any luck?" Mello turns to Matt as it is getting quite late being at about A LOT o'clock now.
"Not really. I am looking at the best description of the kind of build the person was yet I see none that quite fit it." Matt says.
Mello growls in frustration. "There is clues somewhere but we are just missing them!"
The two end up falling asleep while working about an hour later.
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The next day…..
It's about the afternoon and the hospital is as busy as ever.
Some kind of darkness slinks around sticking to the shadows until it arrives in front of a door.
Trying it the door is unlocked so the shadow moves inside to the dim room that is dim thanks to the curtains being closed.
It moves swiftly to lean over the one laying in the bed and stares at the persons sleeping face. "Dear dear." It speaks. "It appears I was a little too rough with you but luckily your blood is still flowing. However. You cannot stay as such." It reaches its hands up. "Darkness darkness. Bring about your magic. Do me thy favor this time."
Some black smoke moves from the ground like snakes and moves to the person on the bed.
"Move, twist and turn. Do my favor."
The black smoke seems to go into the blanket pulled over the person as if the small holes have suction to the black smoke.
The shadow smiles. "Yes. Yes. Work. Work your magic."
The person groans softly and shifts as if their sleep is being disturbed.
….
Mello is following a doctor as they head towards Near's room.
"His recovery is going along fine." The doctor assures Mello.
Mello nods and keeps the small bag that holds some pictures as well as a note book to see if Near can recognize anyone.
It also gives him a chance to see his lover again even if it's in the hospital.
They see Near's room ahead with the door slightly open and they arrive to it only to look inside….. and…. See a figure in a cloak leaning over Near.
