Day 9, Thursday

11:00 am

As it turns out, whoever was behind the attack on Mist's mother was a very sloppy person, it took us only 5 or 6 minutes to find a clue; it was a piece of green crystal, quite sharp, but very beautiful. With this small clue, I knew that this wasn't the spirits doing; for one, he didn't leave anything behind, his jobs were always spotless, and for another, the spirit would have no reason to leave behind anything, especially a green crystal. This put some of my mind at ease, knowing that I didn't cause this, but it also made me more nervous, if this wasn't my fault... who's was is?

'What do you make of it?' I asked Mist, she was studying the crystal between her fingers.

'It's defiantly crystal, or jade... but this is very valuable stuff, expensive to buy and profitable to sell, I don't think we're dealing with a common thief, no way a thief would leave this behind... and another thing, this crystal is very rare, not from England at all...' she sighed and pocketed the crystal.

'You gonn'a sell it?' I asked

'No, I'm gonn'a ring my science teacher, maybe he can tell us where this comes from... since when did you start talking like that anyway?' She looked at me thoughtfully

'What do you mean?'

'You said gonn'a instead of going to, when you talked to me on the drive, your grammar was practically perfect' she pointed out, I thought back to what I had said.

'Oh... your right, I must be nervous' I muttered

'Hmm' she nodded 'Let's go then, the phone is downstairs' she said pushing herself off the floor, she spared a worried glance at her mother, we had moved her onto the bed, and continued out of the room. I had to jog to keep up with her.

'Do you keep in touch with all of your teachers?' I asked, slightly out of breath. She shook her head.

'No, David is a family friend, he only works part-time at the school, but he's also my mother's doctor' She explained quickly.

'Oh' It was all I could say, I had to breathe deeply now, this was the most I'd ever run in a long time.

'Give me a second. Wait hear just in case the guy who did this comes back' She grinned and ran into another room, I gulped. I was standing in the hallway, the front door to my left, the dining room to my right, nowhere to run but back up the stairs, all in all, I wasn't feeling very safe. I heard Mist talking to her teacher, the words were incoherent from where I was standing, but I didn't really need to hear what was being said, it was easy to guess. If Mist is as smart as I think is, then she will make up an explanation that is believable, she will probably try to leave out the fact that her mother no longer has a soul, and focus more on the breaking and entering fact, along with the evidence. If, she's as smart as I think she is.

I'm a pretty logical thinker when we come down to it, Mom always said I use my brain before I voice my opinions, and think about all the possibilities before I act. This is ok for calm situations, but when I'm faced with split second decisions, I have a bit of a problem... Like now.

I had barely any time to breathe as the front door was forced open so hard that the glass shattered from its frame, I dropped to the floor gasping in pain, I'd been cut somewhere near my lung, my breathing became ragged and I closed my eyes automatically, I couldn't think. I heard about two intruders stepping heavily over the shattered glass, one of them grabbed my arm and lifted me into the air, I cried out in pain and my eyes shot open. The man and his partner were both wearing bikers helmets, their entire bodies clad with black leather, very cliché. I smiled painfully at that thought, the man took it the wrong way, pulling back his fist and preparing to hit me, I couldn't move, I waited for the blow...

The next thing I knew, I was on the floor, but more importantly, so was the man. Blood was pouring from under his helmet and the visor had cracked, Mist was stood in front of him, her hand was red at the knuckles.

She hit him. I thought dreamily

Clever girl. I thought, my eyes rolling in their sockets, I was about to lose consciousness, maybe Mist would beat these two guys up, she was very strong... I blacked out for a bit...

'Too strong' I breathed, shooting into a sitting position and forcing my eyes open, Mist was fighting with the second man... and winning! That's not right, she's too strong, she's only about my age, and she's so skinny she looks ill... how can she still beat these guys up? And for that matter, how did she even get hear fast enough to stop the first guy? It didn't make any sense.

'Mist' I groaned, my body registering the pain again.

'One sec' she grunted, knocking the second guy to the floor with a spin kick, she turned and ran over to me. 'Are you ok?' she asked, not a breath out of place. I nodded.

'Just a few cuts, one near m... my lung' I wheezed, she helped me to my feet and lifted me gently onto her back.

'Hold on Ryou' she smiled kindly, stepping over the two unconscious intruders and running to the drive. 'I'll get you to David, he lives closer then the hospital' she said. I nodded again, to tired for words, I closed my eyes... and blacked out.