So, I'm back with a brand new chapter, obviously the six reviews came about, so you all get a nice update.

This chapter is the back story that I made up for Lin, so…you have been warned. Don't like it? Don't read it.

I don't own Ghost Hunt, but I own my OC's. Enjoy!


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It was an odd place, Lin's mind.

It was empty, but at the same time felt cluttered; as if all his knowledge was hidden.

Oliver looked around, impressed by the organization of it all. It rivalled his iron control over his mind.

The Demoness appeared in front of them, smiling gruesomely, enjoying the suspense and horror she was about to cause.

"Are you ready?" She asked, twirling around. "Are you ready to see what kind of monster you work with?"

Oliver looked around, and found everyone, including Yasu and Nollene, standing around, looking about in apprehension. Mai grabbed his hand.

"Are YOU ready?" Lin's voice echoed around them, and he appeared in front of them, shining with a golden light. His glare caught the Demoness, and trapped her.

"Are you ready, Kongju, to see what kind of monster I am?"

The dreamscape twisted and warped, and Oliver had the sensation of feeling weightless, before he dropped.


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The first place was a village; a small collection of mud huts with thatched roofs, gathered around a well.

Suddenly, a small, dark haired boy ran through the middle, being chased by a taller girl, also with black hair.

"Koujo, you little rat! Get back here!" the girl shouted, chasing after the boy, who held an injured crane fledgling in his arms.

The boy stopped at the edge of the well, and the girl caught up to him, panting.

"Koujo, you need to get back to the house. Dad's going nuts after you missed lunch."

Koujo shook his head.

"I don't want to go back. Dad hit me again last night, when you were with Lihua. He called me a disgrace, and a freak."

The girl gritted her teeth.

"Asshole. Look, you need to come back, or he'll only get worse. Please, Koujo." She begged, grabbing Koujo's hands.

Koujo pulled away.

"No!"

The girl sighed, and looked at him.

"For me? For Mum?"

Koujo wavered, and then deflated.

"Fine, but only because you asked me to, Mei."

Mei smiled.

"We should get…"

She was interrupted by an explosion, which ripped apart the house right next to where they were standing. The force of the blast knocked them off their feet, and Koujo let go of the crane, which flew away with a cry.

Koujo scrambled over to where Mei was.

"Mei?"

Mei coughed, and grabbed her younger brother's hand.

"BACK TO THE HOUSE!" She yelled, dragging him to his feet, and sprinting back the way they came.

Another house exploded, and Mei barely kept on her feet, while Koujo stumbled, but kept moving. They ran to the outskirts of the village, and burst into a hut.

"Mum!"

A beautiful woman, who was tall and slender, much like Lin, stood by the window, looking out.

"Mei, Koujo, where have you been? Your father…"

Another explosion rocked the ground, and the woman fell to her knees, shaking her head.

"The earth is not happy." She muttered, her hands spread across the compacted dirt floor. The door burst open, and a young man stood there, with dark purple eyes and silver blonde hair.

"Mistress Fang, Master had been cut down by the last of Mao's supporters. They are coming towards the village."

Mistress Fang paled, before standing up and grabbing a long staff with a curved blade on the end. The man ran on, warning the other villagers of the impending doom, while others came out, armed with various weaponry.

Fang knelt next to the two terrified children.

"Mei, I want you to take you brother, and head to Ai's. Can you do that?"

"But, Mum, we…"

"DO AS I SAY!" The woman snapped, before sighing heavily.

"They won't stop because you are children. They will kill everyone in this village."

She handed each child a small dagger, with a dragon carved into the hilt.

"No heroics; only use these if you have to. Go to Ai's, you'll be safe there. GO!"

Sobbing, Mei pulled Koujo out of the house, and into the path of a man dressed in army fatigues, brandishing a sword. He advanced on Mei and Koujo…before his head separated from his shoulders, and a spray of blood shot upwards.

Fang stood there, blood on the end of her staff.

"Go now!"

Koujo pulled at Mei's hand, while Mei seemed transfixed by the dead body. It took all of Koujo's five-year old strength to pull at Mei to get her to move. They sprinted over to the other side of the village and beyond, listening to the screams of the dying.

An earthquake suddenly rolled across the land, and Koujo turned back, to find his mother in the epicentre, cutting down soldiers, while her brother, Taro, shot arrows into the men around her.

"Mum!" Koujo screamed, just as a soldier lunged forward and stabbed her through the chest, ending her life instantly.

"Koujo, come on! We need to get to Ai's!" Mei pulled her younger brother into the woods that bordered the village, and the village was lost to sight.


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They had been running for days, with no sign of their aunt's house. The forest was thick and dense, and was hard to go through. However, the two smaller children slipped between the gaps of the trees, and steadily made their way towards the base of the mountains.

They finally broke into a clearing, in which a small hut stood, surrounded by flowers and bamboo.

A young woman, a teenager, sat on the grass, singing softly, braiding her long red hair on her left side.

"Aunt Ai!" Mei called, rushing towards the teenager.

"Mei? Koujo? What happened?"

Mei started to sob, and Koujo swallowed.

"Our village was attacked. Mum is…dead."

Koujo was surprised at the numbness he felt. He wanted to cry, but he simply had no tears.

Ai froze, before wrapping Mei into a hug, pulling Koujo in as well.

"I'm so sorry." Ai whispered, tears trickling down her face.

"I'm so sorry."


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"Over time, secrets of elementals were lost, and now there are only a few of us left. The most common ones are Earth elementals, like myself. The next ones are water elementals, which is what you are, Mei. Then fire, and then air."

Mei nodded seriously, while Koujo sat up in a tree, swinging from a branch.

"Is that why we all have different coloured eyes?"

Ai nodded, grinning.

"You see, when our first ancestor was a boy, he rescued a dragon from a hunters trap. Grateful, the dragon rewarded our ancestor with control over the elements, and the ability to capture demons, and force them to work for him. When this gift was bestowed upon him, one of his eyes changed colour, to reflect the element that he had control over. Because it was all four, his eye was four colours."

Mei bounced excitedly.

"Green for Earth, Blue for Water, Yellow for fire, and White for Air."

Ai nodded, impressed.

"You have been paying attention, unlike your brother."

Koujo jumped down from the tree, scowling.

"I am so paying attention."

Ai laughed, and ruffled his hair affectionately.

"I never doubted you. Now, when you…"

An arrow shot through the air, and embedded itself into Ai's leg. Ai shrieked, and pushed Mei and Koujo behind her.

"Run!"

Mei froze, and Koujo paled. Ai grabbed them both by their shoulders.

"Go further into the mountains. Follow the goat tracks, until you reach your grandfathers. Do you understand me?"

Mei nodded, and Ai swept her into a hug.

"Remember what I told you, Mei. Your grandfather will instruct you further."

She pushed Mei away, and Mei dragged Koujo into the forest, stopping when they were sure that they couldn't be seen. Men that had attacked the village entered the clearing, leering at Ai, who was slowly and painfully removing the arrow.

"Well, well, well. Look what we have here." A man stepped for, eyes raking Ai. Ai smirked at him.

"I'll tell you what we have here,' she snarked,' trespassers, on private property. Do you have a warrant?"

The soldier paused, before bluffing.

"Of course."

"Can I see it?" Ai smiled at him, all teeth and warning. Another man stepped forward.

"We need no warrant to kill one of your kind, Wupo." He hissed, drawing his sword.

Ai crossed her legs, and took a deep breath, placing her hands on the ground, even as the man stepped forward.

Ai shook her head.

"I die on my own terms." Ai whispered, and the earth rose up to cover her, forming a shield to cover her body, before hardening into stone.

Mei gasped, and placed a hand over Koujo's mouth to stop him from crying out.

"Lets' go." Mei whispered, dragging her brother further into the forest, leaving behind the stone statue of their aunt.


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"Pay attention, boy!"

Koujo snapped his head up from where it had started to lean on his chest. The seven-year-old immediately straightened his spine, and sat up, eyeing his grandfather with barely concealed exhaustion.

Feng Lin levelled a glare at Koujo, his yellow and brown eyes unsettling Koujo.

"What's the matter?" Feng snapped.

"I'm tired, sir." Koujo muttered.

"Tired!" Feng shook his head.

"It is through exhaustion that we persevere. We become better men than others, because we know how to stay strong, even on our last legs. The Lin family has long since been viewed as one of the most dangerous clans in all of China. We have a reputation to uphold. Keep that spine straight!"

Koujo straightened his spine as he began to slouch, wishing that his back would stop aching from sitting in the same position for so long, and from the spectacular beating he'd gotten that morning from his grandfather when he was learning kung fu.

"Deepen your breathing."

Koujo immediately took several deep breaths.

"Use your diaphragm, not your lungs boy!"

Koujo quickly rectified his mistake.

"Straighten your spine, boy, don't slouch. Start to relax your muscles, staring with your toes."

Koujo did so, as an unusual feeling of lightness stole over him.

"Make your way slowly up to your arms."

Koujo did so, but paused when his grandfather snapped at him.

"I said slowly, boy! Pay attention! Relax your fingertips, and then start on your neck."

Koujo did so, and his mind wandered to the ever-present pain in his back.

"Focus boy! Pay attention to what you're doing! Once you have finished with your neck, image your mind is a lake. Right now it is stirred. Make it smooth. Control your thoughts."

Koujo pictured the lake that they'd passed on the way up to the monastery a year ago; big, deep and surrounded by mountains, and his mind became clear, and silent; devoid of all the cluttering thoughts that had plagued him since he'd left his village.

"Relax, and open your eyes to your surroundings. Be at peace."

Koujo did so, and relaxed his spine slightly, so that it was no longer

"Well done Koujo, you have learned fast. Remember this. No matter how far you travel, we will always be with you. You carry the hopes of us all."

Koujo looked up at his grandfather, who wore a slight smile on his face.

"Thank you, sir."

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His grandfather died a week later, of old age.


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Koujo surveyed the bustling streets of the docks from a tall building, Mei crouching next to him. His hair blew in his face, and he swiped at it angrily, wishing he had something to tie it with.

Mei suddenly hissed, and pointed towards a huge ship that had men dressed in some form of uniform on it.

"That's our ride."

Koujo looked at it closely, noting the flag from England on it.

"You want us, who don't speak any English, to go on a ship that will stop in England?"

Mei nodded, eyes alight.

"It's practically on the other side of the world; I don't think that they will kill spiritualists there."

"You don't think?" Koujo muttered, eyeing the ship with something close to anxiousness. Mei sighed.

"Grandfather wanted us to leave China, so we wouldn't be hunted anymore. To go to a place where our gifts could grow."

Koujo sighed, and leaned against the side of the roof.

"There are plenty of other countries that are closer."

Mei pouted.

"Where's your sense of adventure?"

Koujo sighed again, heavily.

"Sometimes I wonder if they got our birth dates mixed up, and I'm actually the older one." He drawled, raising an eyebrow at Mei. Mei glared.

"You're too young to be cynical and sarcastic, Koujo. Let's move, so we can stowaway tonight. Maybe offer to work in the kitchens."

Koujo shrugged, and started to climb down the bamboo scaffolding that hugged the building, cursing when his hands got caught on splinters, Mei following close behind. Koujo dropped to the ground, and surveyed the alley that they landed in.

There was a sudden shriek, and Mei fell from the scaffolding, followed by bits of broken bamboo. She landed on her left ankle, and with a sickening 'pop', it dislocated. Mei held back another shriek, and footsteps sounded in the alley.

Koujo crouched down in the alley next to Mei, and poked at her ankle. Mei hissed.

"It's not bad."

Koujo nodded, and froze when voices sounded.

"I'm telling you, there were two kids here. We need some fresh blood in the ring; the others are becoming predictable."

Koujo gestured for Mei to hide behind the giant rubbish bins that spanned the alley way, and no sooner had she dragged herself behind one, five grown men walked into sight, and immediately spotted Koujo by the bins.

"Take him." One ordered, and Two, Three and Four rushed forward, trying to grab him.

If Koujo had been smarter, he would have dodged, and run. But he thought that they knew that Mei was there, so he stood and defended the bin.

Two lunged for him, and Koujo jabbed his fingers up, poking him in the eyes, before his second hand connected with his throat with a morbid 'crack'.

Two dropped, gasping for air, while Three approached, trying to grab Koujo from the side.

Koujo pivoted on his left foot, and swung his right leg, so that it connected with the back of Three's legs, before his palm met Three's nose; driving it backwards into his skull, and killing him instantly.

As soon as three hit the ground, Koujo froze, staring uncomprehendingly at the dead body.

'IjustkilledsomeoneohmyGodsIjustkilledsomeoneI'mnobetterthanthesoldiersthatkilledAiandMum.'

Four grabbed him, and Five came up next to him, holding a small bottle with a needle poking out. One was laughing.

"We got ourselves a Wildcat here. Jab him, and take him to the ring. I'm tired."

Koujo struggled, but Four had his hands locked around Koujo's upper arms. Five jabbed the needle into the side of Koujo's neck, and put his face in front of Koujo's, giving Koujo a view of rotten teeth and a broken nose.

"Welcome to the underground rings, brat."

Fire raced through his veins, before Koujo blacked out.

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This is going to be split into two chapters, because otherwise it would be too long.

Review anyway XD