A/N: As promised, here's the next chapter! To make up for the latest short chapters, I hope this one's really long! STILL IN MAI'S PERSPECTIVE!

Disclaimer: If I owned Ghost Hunt, it would've gone like this.

I stared in horror at what laid on the floor. Body parts. Everywhere. Upon closer inspection, we found dried blood smeared across the walls, floor and the bed. The years of non-caring showed in this room, too. As Martin ran his hand across the sheets, his hand came up coated with dust, bits of dried blood and grim.

"Oh lord..." Luella whispered to herself, putting a hand across her mouth. I knew they were all staring at me, save for Naru and Lin. They were being their stoic selves, examining the room with calculating eyes. Carefully, I stepped further into the room, ignoring the loud thumps coming from my heart.

"Oh my god..." I heard myself whisper in a paralyzed state. This. This is what happened that night, oh so long ago. I traced my fingers along the banister of the Victorian-styled bed, lost in the memories of the fun I used to have bouncing around on it.

"Mai dear? Are you alright?" Luella asked me, concerned. I nodded absentmindedly, not really paying attention to what was going on around me. Perhaps that's why I didn't see it coming.

Suddenly, I found myself flying through the room. Smacking into a fall, I landed on the floor like a sack of potatoes. Groaning, I shifted around until I could see what had thrown me.

"Hello, dear niece of mine." My uncle cackled, his eyes glinting maliciously. I found my own pair of eyes narrowing down to slits, my mouth opening in a snarl.

"Uncle." I responded coldly, getting to my feet with some difficulty. He smirked, obviously relishing the fact that he caused me pain, but I only smiled in return. As quick as lightning, I summoned a surge of PK and shot it straight at him, and watched as it hit him straight on. He screamed, and I snickered to myself as he was flung backwards by the sheer power of my PK.

"You little tramp!" He roared, summoning his full power. My eyes widened as I realized what he was about to do. I moved around, quickly, and shoved the others out of the room.

"Mai!" Ayako, Bou-san and Yasu screamed in dismay, just as I closed the door on them. I could feel myself getting drowsy already, but I had to stay strong. Closing my eyes, I pulled forth all my PK energy. The simple command itself almost brought me down to my knees. Almost. Gritting my teeth in pain, anticipation and concentration, I willed myself to fling the energy at him.

My dear uncle was doing the same; summoning all his stored energy and trying to take me down with it. The force of both immense sources of PK nearly tore the room apart, and almost killed me. But I couldn't let it. I had to stay strong. I had to end this once and for all. I had to avenge my parents.

I found myself sending forth quite a bit of PK, but not all of it. I had to bring this down to damned science to win against a master con-PKist.

Our PK surges met in midair, sizzling and sending sparks flying in all directions. I felt my hair being whipped back and forth, the gusts of wind harsh, strong, and unforgiving.

Bringing down one of my hands, I willed myself to bring out some more PK. Keeping one eye on the battle and one eye on my hand, I watched as the PK came to life. Swinging my arm around, I shot the extra bursts of power into the fully-fledged war. It seemed like I was going to win. It seemed like my uncle had ran out of power. It seemed like he was finally going to hell, whether he liked it or not, but that's not what happened. Hell, not even close. Someone just had to interrupt before I could finish him.

I watched in horror and shock as John burst through the door with the others in tow, his holy water in one hand and his beaten copy of the Bible in another. He chanted like there was no tomorrow, and flung the holy water at the spirit. At my uncle. I watched as the water hit its target, sending my uncle into a fury of howls.

"THIS ISN'T OVER ALEXIS!" I heard him rage, before everything was quiet, the PK having been diminished by the sudden disturbance. The others were staring at me, while I just stood there, frozen with shock and fury.

"What the hell!" I screamed, glaring at the others. They all withered back, save for Naru and Lin. Damn them. I marched over, and flung my arms out.

"I WAS SO BLOODY CLOSE TO GETTING RID OF THE SPIRIT. SO CLOSE! YET YOU JUST HAD TO COME IN, DIDN'T YOU!" I continued raging, my spit flying everywhere.

"Sorry Mai, I didn't know." John murmured, regret clear in his baby-blue eyes. Instantly, I felt sorry for yelling at him. I should be concentrating on the others.

"Not you John. You did what you thought you should have. Thank you, for that." I explained, giving him a quick hug. Pulling away, I watched him smile and shot him a smile in return, before turning on the others.

"But you. You guys knew what was going on! Why the hell did you let John in?" I asked, furious again. I know, I know. I seemed bipolar at the moment, but I honestly couldn't care less.

"It sounded like someone was dying! What did you expect us to do?" Ayako shot back, glaring at me and crossing her arms in defiance. I felt my eye twitch.

"I expected you to BLOODY LISTEN TO ME AND STAY OUTSIDE!" I roared, my voice bouncing off the walls. Everybody stared at me in shock, expect for Naru. Even Lin looked surprised this time, giving me a shocked look. Only for a mere second, though, before it returned to its normal, stoic look.

"We really are sorry Mai..." Bou-san stated, scratching the back of his head. I sighed in defeat and tiredness, before slumping against him.

"Whatever. Just...listen to me in the future, please?" I requested. I watched the five of them (Luella and Martin included) nodded their heads vigorously.

"Anyways, when did you get here John?" I asked, curious. By now, we were walking down the extremely long hallway again, Naru and Lin in the back, Luella and Martin in front of them, Bou-san and Ayako in the middle and John, Yasu and I in the front.

"Just a couple minutes ago. Masako and I had heard screaming, so I gave her the bags and ran down the hallway, trying to find everybody. She should be-"

A piercing scream interrupted his explanation, and soon enough I found myself running down the corridor, in search of the scream. It sounded like Masako, and I was sure something had happened. The others were close behind me, having heard the scream.

"Masako?" I called, coming to a fork in the paths. It was either take the grand staircase down into the foyer, or go down the corridor in which the workers used to reside.

Another screamed determined I should run down the workers' corridor. Turning my jog into a sprint, I followed the trail of screams, now more prominent than before.

"I'M COMING MASAKO!" I screamed down the hallway in a poor attempt to calm the girl down. Over the years, we'd come to set apart our differences and she let go of her obsession over Naru. Yeah, yeah. I knew it wasn't exactly an obsession, but it's what I always called it.

There. That had to be the room. Bursting through the door, I examined the scene in front of me. My uncle was advancing on Masako, a bloodied knife in one hand and a surge of PK flowing form the other. Upon my arrival, however, he paused and stared at me, grinning wickedly.

"Ah, so nice of you to join us Alexis!" He exclaimed with mock happiness. I snarled, and felt my fingers crackle to life with PK.

"Get away from her, uncle." I demanded calmly. I refused to lose it in the presence of my twit of an uncle. I simply didn't want to. When he shook his head no, I shot the PK bolts at him. He cursed loudly, before I felt his aura disperse. Closing my eyes in relief, I felt the others file in and rush over to where Masako sat, trembling. I felt myself jump when somebody's rather large hand cupped my shoulder. Turning slightly so I could see who it was, I was surprised when I realized it had been Naru.

"Are you alright?" He asked, an emotion churning in his midnight-blue eyes. An emotion I couldn't recognize. I nodded, choosing my next words carefully.

"Yeah, I'm fine. He didn't try anything...I'm pretty sure he's starting to toy with us again." I answered, a little put out. He nodded his head once, before removing his hand from my shoulder and turning his attention to where the others sat, clustering around Masako.

"Are you alright?" I asked, slightly concerned by her deathly-pale complexion. She looked even paler than usual, and that was saying something.

"Yes, Mai...I'm fine. Thanks to you." Masako responded, gazing at me in appreciation and gratitude. I smiled at her when I caught her eye; though, she didn't really have anything to thank me for.

"Let's call it a night. Everybody take a radio receiver with them in case someone else is attacked overnight. Ayako, Bou-san...you're sharing a room. Lin, Madoka...you're sharing a room. Mother, father...you're sharing a room. John and Masako, you're sharing a room. And Mai, you're with me." Naru instructed in a coll, collected voice. I began to nod, before I realized what Naru had said.

"WHAT?" I screeched, whipping my head around to stare at his retreating back. Oh god. This should be...an interesting night.

A/N: Ouu, Mai's Uncle is playing with them again! See, John and Masako hadn't come with them, they came separately and be themselves. Probably will have another chapter up tomorrow! Oh, and by the way, I might just make some add on chapters about how their night go...*cackle* But that will be after I'm done with the story! So, yeah. Review please? (: See ya all tomorrow! Oh, and I'm still looking for a beta reader. That would be the cause of the small errors. I'm checking over my work often whilst typing it up, but yeah...anyways, bye!