A short one but necessary to the plot.
Chapter 8: let's investigate.
"So thats how you got him?" Katie asked eyeing the red nekomata.
"Uh-hun, he's been with us for a few days now," Nate replied.
"Well, thanks for talking with me, Nate," Katie said getting up, "I should be heading home, come to think of it, if your house is kinda corunteened, where are you living?"
"A hotel until a new exorcist shows up to verify it's safe," her friend answered shooting a look at damona, who, for some reason had not let go of his arm the entire conversation.
"Oh, well good luck with that," Katie said as she began walking away, whisper and komasan following her, "Bye Nate! Sorry for attacking you Damona!"
"Seeya," Nate said as she began to go out of sight.
"She's nyice," Jibanyan purred. No-bot scooped up the lawn chairs and the four began to walk back to the hotel. After the short, one-sided battle, the day gone by pretty fast, it now being sunset. Nate's mind went back to the last line of the conversation, "Until a new exorcist shows up." Damona had been able to easily take out the first exorcist, but didn't he mention the next one would be higher leveled?
Meanwhile a black car pulled into Nate's driveway. From the back seat a man in his early thirties stepped out. His hair was a deep silver, he wore rectangular glasses decorated with a trans-green circular jewel on either side, a black robe that went down to his mid-legs, as well as matching dress pants and shoes, on his right ear was a cross piercing. He was carring a black leather bag as he stepped up to the door, examining it.
The wind rustled as a noise of something hitting the ground was heard. The man turned his head slightly, adjusting his glasses, "What have you found?"
In the green jewel he could see the black outline of a lion dog about half his height, thin and lean. When he moved the jewel he saw the yokai's white fur with red stripes and several blue flames on his forehead, arms, legs, tail and pony-tail. A green blanket was tied around the yokai's neck as a scarf. The yokai spoke with a raspy country accent, "House's clean, no yokai, but ectoplasm in a lot places. Ain't no yokai in there, but there definitely was."
"Good work Komane," the man said stepping into the house.
Komane: A rank
Charming
The lion dog's flames illuminated the hallway, "Local yokai said they heard the ruckus, but nobody 'cept a lion dog came in to see, an nobodies seen him since."
"Odd, Allan doesn't have a familiar," the man said, "I take it a stray?"
"An old shrine did get torn down a few weeks back, makes sense its guardian would wander off," Komane replied. The man adjusted his glasses while examining everything he saw. The jewel revealed a patch of red fur, he took from his case a pair of tongs and a plastic baggie. He scooped the fur up, locking it in the baggie which he returned to his case.
Komane took a look at the photos, "nice family."
"Most of the haunted don't really deserve it, Komane, that's why we do our job," the man said opening the door into the next room, "we are the only thing keeping balance between life and death."
"Amen," Komane said following him. He did a quick run through of the room, a majority of the yokai essence was in the kitchen area. He walked over to it, picking up one of the plates, he could see, purple, ectoplasmic fingerprints. He bagged the plate and put it with the other sample. Another quick survey of the room and concluded there were no other worthwhile samples.
The human and his yokai companion began to move their investigation upstairs. First they checked the parents room.
"No evidence the yokai even touched this room, but wait 'til ya see this!" Komane said pointing to another room. The man opened the door, then used the jewel to examine it, to his shock the entire room lit up. Blue ectoplasmic paw prints, purple sweat on the bed, more fur samples with traces of dark violet hair in some areas, chocolate crumbs with yokai saliva, fingerprints on a large amount of the items in the room, the entire room was enough evidence to say that yokai had been living here.
"I think this will be enough samples," the man said his jaw still dropped.
"Ya think?" Komane retorted as the two went to work, they needed any trace of evidence they could find, if there was a yokai on the loose, they would find them… and make them regret leaving the yokai realm.