As I said, I'm trying to get this out as fast as I can…. Because I've got a bunch to write, and it's really spilling out. So, here's the next chapter. Enjoy
Chapter 4- Wasted all these tears
You ain't worth another sleepless night.
What you did, I'll never forget.
You left me standing on a corner crying
Feeling like a fool for trying
Wish I could erase our memory
Because you didn't give a damn about me
~Cassandra Pope- Wasted All These Tears
She ran to him, a laugh on her lips. Finally, he'd shown up. She was worried that he wouldn't. Mai giggled as she launched herself into his arms. He swung her around in a circle. The warmth of his body lulled her as nothing else could. Dear Kami, she loved him. He set her down on the ground, and looked into her eyes.
She frowned in confusion. He'd never looked so sad…
"I'm sorry, my Yuki…" he whispered, silver eyes sparkling with tears.
She didn't understand… not until she felt it.
The point of a knife.
"I love you, my hime…." He whispered, even as he stabbed her through the back. She screamed in pain.
Why?
…
The next morning was a rush- more than usual, as they were running late. Mai hopped around on one foot, trying to brush her teeth and put her shoes on at the same time, while Psyche was trying to brush her hair and put make up on all at once. Anabelle was yelling up the stairs at them to get a move on, the twins were shoveling their breakfasts in their mouths as fast as possible.
Tohru was the only one who was ready and waiting quietly, tapping her foot. She grinned as she waited, wondering why she enjoyed the morning chaos so much. Finally, they were ready and leaving, yelling as they left that they'd see Sakurako later.
They made it to class on time…. Or at least, on time enough to hear their new professor's announcement.
"I've been approached by an old friend about a haunting, so, class, this will be our first field case… glad you could make it, Taniyama, Fitzgerald, Naoko, Fujiwara, Mallory, and you two as well, Masumoto and other Masumoto…"
The six of them winced. "Sorry…" Mai grumbled. "We…. Uh…"
"You, Taniyama, have an excuse. The rest of you, however, do not." the new professor, Korito Sanda, who was a paranormal researcher and renowned ghost hunter, drawled. She smirked at Mai, who blushed.
"Back to what I was saying, those of you who wish to participate, the sign-up sheet is here on my desk. Please pack for a few days, I will excuse you with your other professors."
Mai's hand shot up. "What's the case, Korito-sensei?"
"And finally, someone who asked," the woman grinned. "It's a case involving a local club. They've been having problems for quite a while, however, it seems to be getting worse. There've been casualties- no deaths… but…." Korito frowned.
"I'll be debriefing those of you who wish to come with. Some of this is case-sensitive, after all."
Mai grinned, excitement filling her She hadn't been out in the field for a while. Coupled with the dream she'd just had the night before… She couldn't wait to sign up… and sign up she did. Along with Psyche, Anabelle, Tohru, Izumi and Emiko. Funnily enough, none of the others wanted to come along.
Korito-sensei waited until they were done signing the paper before starting to speak. "well, I expected you, miss Taniyama. I heard you used to work for SPR…"
Mai sighed, but nodded, remembering that this fact would only help her now. She had experience where this was concerned. "I still don't know what you and your friends bring to this table, though.." Korito-sensei continued. "So if you wouldn't mind giving me a rundown…"
The girls looked at each other, deciding among themselves. Tohru was the first, surprisingly enough, to speak. "I have what my father (she spit the word) called Infernokinesis." She frowned. "I can't control it, so I can't really use it. I control hellfire."
It was something that Mai always wondered about, though she knew that everyone in the group had some sort of psychic power, but she didn't know what kind. Apperantly, though it was enough to make Izumi and Emiko talk.
"We can communicate telepathically with each other. But Emiko has Bio-thermalkinesis- the ability to mess with body temperature, and I have Calokinesis… I can control the temperature in general." Izumi said.
Psyche shrugged. "I have ESP enough to sense, see, and hear ghosts. I also have Biokinesis… I heal people, basically."
Kuroda sighed. "I have PK-ST."
Anabelle went next. "Ecokinesis, Telepathy, PK-ST, PK-MT, and ESP as well."
Mai groaned. "Do I have to name them all? Ecokinesis- that's a family thing. Astral Projection… I have dreams relating to cases, so technically, I have pre- and post- cognitive dreams. PK-LT and ST, empathy and reverse empathy with both animals and humans, ESP, animal senses and instincts, and I'm a perfect medium." she listed them off on her fingers, leaving Korito-Sensei staring at her openmouthed.
"How the hell did BSPR let you get away?" she asked. Mai sighed.
"At first, it was only Astral projecting, empathy, my instincts, and ESP. I was, according to my former employer, a latent psychic… so… my powers kind of… multiplied."
"Well, that's the understatement of the century…." Korito muttered. She sighed. "Are any of you familiar with exorcisms or cleansings?"
"Both," Mai said. "Though I can't do exorcism. I can cleanse. I've done it before."
Korito sighed. "why am I not surprised?" she asked dryly. She leveled a look at the girls. "Are you all up to this?"
There was an immediate response, as all the girls nodded. "Er, Korito-Sensei? There is someone else I'd like to invite on this one." Mai said. "He's been teaching us all to control our PK abilities." She said. "He's an onmiyoji."
Korito grinned. "Excellent." She responded. "Great idea. An Onmiyoji is always a good thing to have on your team. Meet me tomorrow morning. Parapsych classes have been canceled for now, until this case is done, so it should be empty. Pack for a few days. I don't know when we'll be done."
"Hai." They all replied as they left. Or, most of them did. Mai stayed. "Korito-sensei, The case we're working on, what's the ghost?"
"A young woman in a white dress…" she murmured. "She was killed with a stab wound to the back- which we only know due to those who have seen the ghost."
Mai sighed. "I was right, then."
Korito-sensei blinked. And then, she put it together. "Pre- and post- cognative dream. You dreamt of the case, didn't you?"
"Yes. I was stabbed in the back. By…. Him. Someone that she was in love with. I should have more on it tomorrow."
"Be sure to tell me…"
"I'll warn you now, Sensei, I don't know what my dreams mean sometimes."
"Writing them down helps." The woman returned. "That's what I'd do, were I you." Mai blinked. "Thank you, Sensei…" she said. Korito smiled and Mai left.
When she got back to the mansion, she had training with Takeshi and then with Anabelle, and language class with Psyche.
Takeshi smiled wryly at her. "Time for the next step. I've been having you meditate first, so you get used to it, and martial arts is to keep your body in shape. If you don't stay in shape, your powers tend to take you over. Now, I'm going to teach you how to control them.
For some," he went on, "The key to control is controlling everything… including your emotions. This method… won't work for you, as you are just so emotional naturally- no, that's not a bad thing, but at the same time, it makes that form of suppression bad for you."
Mai nodded. Takeshi smirked. "Mai, what is the definition of stasis?" At this, Mai frowned. "I don't know, Takeshi." She replied.
"Okay, what about duality?"
"What? Isn't that like a Chinese thing?" she asked. "Something to do with the lesson of Yin and Yang."
"Two equal forces merging." Takeshi nodded. "So, Mai, tell me. Close your eyes and picture light. Just light." She did, and took a deep breath. Slowly, the edges around her vision got brighter and brighter. Like the light she'd seen multiple times as she helped, or saw spirits crossing into the afterlife. Warm and soothing. She smiled softly.
"Now, picture darkness. The complete opposite." Takeshi ordered her. She frowned. Black bloomed along the light. Cold and empty. She shuddered.
"Now, look between the two." Takeshi said. "Where the two colors meet. What do you see?"
"Grey." Mai noted.
"Good. Actually, that's perfect. Night and day, dark and light. Just as you said, the old Chinese philosophy. The lesson of Yin and Yang. One can exist without the other, but when both work together, it's more powerful. Harmonious. Duality."
Mai nodded as she opened her eyes. "Your homework now, is to find your own harmony with your powers. Anabelle should help with that. As it is… it's time for her to teach you." He said as he got up. "After the case, we'll spar. See how far you've gotten."
Mai sighed. "Okay, Takeshi. Thank you."
He nodded and left the room. OF course, now Mai had more questions than solutions…. How the hell was she supposed to find harmony with her PK?
"Practice makes perfect, Mai." Anabelle drawled from the doorway. Mai sighed. "Of course."
Anabelle giggled. "Well, time to start on my lessons. Come on, we're going outside." Was a bit taken aback. "What? Why?"
Anabelle outright laughed now. "Because, cousin-mine. In order for you to control what the parapsychologists call Ecokinesis, you need to be outside where everything is." She said, as she lead the way out of the mansion. She grinned as she lead her cousin down a trail into the forest that surrounded the mansion.
The path itself was overgrown with lush greenery. Of course, that was because the Momohara mansion was on the outskirts of the capitol, so it had quite a bit of land. They ended up in a small meadow that Anabelle had found not long ago. Mai's eyebrow shot up.
"oh, god, you're not going to tell me you're a sparkly vampire, are you? She asked dryly." Anabelle let out a laugh and shook her head. "Do I look like a sparkly fairy?" she snickered.
"Thank god." Mai groaned.
"Anyway. You are in nature. The one thing you can control above all else. This… this has always been a witch's first power… well, okay, that's Pyrokinesis. Which is first." She brought out a candle, and looked up at Mai. "Light it with your mind."
"Uh, how?"
"Will it to be. Feel the heat of the flame in your mind picture it, and will it to be…. On the wick of the candle, please. I don't want to be a fried witch."
Mai did as she was told. Closing her eyes for the twelfth time that day and pictured it. the warmth of the flame. Small and sure, on the wick of the candle. "Good, Mai. You did it." she heard her cousin call out to her. She exhaled and grinned.
Success.
"Lesson is over. Faster than usual, I might add. Homework is to practice. Start with candles and then move to the fireplace. After you master it with your eyes closed, you should be able to do it with a wave of your hand." Anabelle grinned.
Mai let out another breath and then sat down, utterly spent. Anabelle sat with her, and began to speak.
"You… never told me why you wanted to keep your powers locked up like that." She said quietly.
"You never told me why you ran away from Ireland." Mai returned, keeping her eyes closed, the old ache in her heart starting up again. Anabelle let out a breath.
"I feel that we should talk… after all, we are the closest thing to blood sisters either of us has got…."
Mai chuckled. "Too true, though I consider every single one of the other girls we live with sisters."
"As do I." Anabelle said. "But we're getting off topic, here." She sighed. "I suppose, since I asked, I should go first."
Mai's brown eye cracked open as her cousin started talking, again in English. "I guess… it started when I was a little girl," Anabelle began. "My parents and I moved to Galway from Tralee, where I'd been born." She smiled at the memory. "I hadn't wanted to leave, but… well, Da's work kind of made the decision for us. As I sat in our new front yard, crying, I heard a voice. 'Why're ye crying for?' I looked up and saw them for the first time."
"They were our next-door neighbors, Finbar and Adrian Connolly. Their mum had gone in to talk to my parents, welcome them to Galway and such. It had been Fin who'd asked me why I was crying, and I said that it was because I didn't want to leave. Then, Adrian spoke. 'that's stupid,' he said, 'you're going on about something that you can't even control.' Fin hit him and told him that he should be nicer….
But, what Adrian had said made me feel so much better. And I got used to Galway. Got some friends, and learned from my mother…. And slowly, I started falling in love with Adrian." Anabelle sighed, a sad smile came to her face. "It wasn't so much something I noticed… in fact, I didn't realize it until I caught him kissing Mary Sweeney. I didn't know what was wrong with me, until Finn found me a few hours later, crying again in the barn."
"I told him what had happened, and that I didn't know why I was crying. He looked at me and asked me if I had been jealous. Of course, I balked at the idea… until I realized that I had indeed felt that way."
So, I hid it away. From everyone but Finn."
Mai listened to the story, how Anabelle had come to grips with the fact that she was in love with the more volatile of the twins, watching him flit from girl to girl, and cried on Finn's shoulder, as she started thinking of Finn as her big brother, because of how he'd comfort her… and finally, of how she'd spent weeks mustering up the courage to tell Adrian how she'd felt…
Only for him to kiss her, and then break her heart.
Mai sighed. "At least he didn't think you were in love with his brother…" she muttered. Anabelle gaped at her, and Mai snorted. "Yup. Oliver Davis. My former boss at SPR. He'd come to Japan under an assumed name- Shibuya Kazuya- to look for the body of his recently deceased brother. He'd been killed in a hit and run… or, rather, a hit, another hit, and then dump the body in a lake, and then run."
"Wow…" Anabelle said, eyes wide.
"Not the best part yet, Anabelle." She snorted. "you see, after I started working for him, I started to dream- my astral projections. Though in those days, he was in my dreams. Guiding me…. Or so I thought."
She sighed. "It wasn't until we found his body that I found out that the person in my dreams was, in fact, Eugene Davis, Oliver's dead brother. Funnily enough, I'd been falling in love with Oliver the whole time." She snorted. "I told him after we'd found Eugene's body…. And then… Then he said…" she broke off, hugging herself. "He asked 'Me? Or Gene?' I… I hadn't known that it had been Eugene in my dreams. And while I liked him… I hadn't fallen in love with… but I didn't know, and suddenly I was confused… and then, he left."
She sighed. "We're a pair, aren't we?" she asked, as the rain started dripping down on them. She figured it was because of both of them. Anabelle snorted. "We sure can pick 'em." She responded. "Do the others know?"
"They do… all but Psyche… but I think she figured it out by asking some of the others…. And a bit of deductive reasoning. She doesn't know everything… but she does know quite a bit."
"Probably up to the 'he thinks you fell in love with his formerly deceased twin brother' thing, right?" Mai chuckled. "Yeah.
"Well, now, I know…" Psyche drawled, coming forward. "Geeze. You are a piece of work, Mai." She snorted. "I came down here because it's time for your Chinese/Mandarin lesson. Sakurako told me where you two went."
Mai sighed, and got up, the soft drizzling started to trickle away, when a thought came to Mai's mind. "Uh, Anabelle, what happens to the weather when we get angry?" she asked.
Anabelle snorted. "Thunderstorms. Lightning. That sort of thing. That's why witches like us are called Valkyrie." She smirked.
"Oh… okay, then." She murmured. The three girls went back to the mansion, where Sakurako waited with towels. "The three of you need to be more careful." She said. "Sorry, Sakurako," they all said. Anabelle bid Psyche and Mai goodnight and went to get ready for the case they'd be starting tomorrow.
Psyche and Mai went to the library and studied. Surprisingly enough, Psyche made learning the two languages rather easy. She started with speech, and then went to writing and reading, making her watch kid's language shows in the language. It was a bit embarrassing, but it got the job done.
After an hour of linguistics class (as she liked to call it), Mai went upstairs to pack.
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Cambridge University, England
Martin Davis hung up and put his cell phone on his desk. He supposed that it was time… to open the fellowship once more. He'd have to talk to Madoka, Lin, Eugene, Oliver, and his wife about it, but he felt it would be worth it.
Especially if what his contact at Tokyo University had told him was true. Seven girls all with such divers psychic abilities… some with multiple abilities…. He shivered just thinking about it. Of course, it would have to be proven first… but he had a feeling.
"Hey dad, what's up?" Martin grinned as his eldest son came into the office.
"Oh, just thinking about opening the fellowship for this year…" he said it airily. "I've got a line on seven rather extraordinary cases…"
Oddly enough, Eugene's eyes sparked with a sly interest. "Not at Tokyo University, father?" he asked.
Martin cocked his head to the side. "As a matter of fact," he drawled, "Yes." He watched with interest as an unholy grin spread across the young man's face as he left the office. When Eugene got that look on his face… someone usually suffered…
That someone, nine times out of ten, was Oliver. Martin had to wonder what the hell was going on. He looked at his computer, the email that had accompanied the call was on the screen. It was a list of the names of the seven students:
Sullivan Mai
Fitzgerald Anabelle
Mallory Psyche
Masumoto Izumi
Masumoto Emiko
Fujiwara Tohru
Naoko Kuroda
He would have loved to call Miss Korito back, however, she had said that she'd be taking her students on a case. She'd told him that she'd get in touch with him when she got back.
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Tokyo University, the next day
They met in the classroom, and were immediately put to work by Korito-sensei, putting the cameras and sensors and all the equipment into the back of the van that she'd rented. "Alright then," Korito- sensei sang out cheerfully. "Let's get a move on."
It took them two hours to get to the old club. It had closed down years ago, but had reopened, Korito-sensei's friend had bought it from the original owners, who, seventy years before, had found the body of a young woman on the second-floor balcony.
The woman had been Mogami Yuki, the daughter of the police chief of that time. This, they learned from the police reports themselves. No one knew who had murdered the just- turned- seventeen-year-old.
What they did know, was directly after that, a young woman, reported to be Yuki, had been seen floating around, and attacking young couples (the male of the pair) who went up to the balcony. To make out… or other things.
She'd always said the same thing: He LIES.
The last time, she had put all four of those young men in the hospital, in critical condition. "Typical vengeful spirit…" Mai grumbled as she and the others finished setting up base. "Though I can't really blame her…"
"Mai, four young men are in the ICU because of this girl." Korito said dryly. Mai sighed. "I didn't say that she was doing the right thing. I didn't even say I agree with her methods. I said I can't blame her for being a vengeful spirit…. Especially when I felt her die. I felt that knife getting shoved into my back."
She had dreamed the night before, true. She had found out, in two nights exactly why the spirit of Mogami Yuki was so hateful towards young lovers. She looked at her teacher. "Whoever he was…. He betrayed her."
As if she'd spoken the magic words, a blast of freezing air swept through the base. Yuki stood in front of Mai, seen by most of the people in the room. Her was different than those that Mai had seen before. The pretty, young face was overlaying the outline of her skull, though she was translucent.
What do you know?
The voice was not spoken out loud. That, too, was usual. Mai sighed, before answering. "that was fast. Not unexpected, though." She shook her head. "I know how you died." She said. "I know how it felt to get a knife shoved through your back by the man you thought loved you as much as you loved him."
The ghost let out an unearthly scream, before disappearing.
"So… that was… new." Mai looked at her teacher, a droll grin on her face. "you think?"
"Okay, then. Taniyama, Fitzgerald, I want you two to look around for anything you can find that may lead us to Mogami-san's killer You two are the powerhouses, after all, but Taniyama is a danger magnet. Izumi, Emiko, can you pick up on Fitzgerald's thoughts?"
"If she calls…." Emiko said. "We can usually only communicate with each other, unless the third party had Telepathy as well."
"Emiko, I want you with Fujiwara. I want measurements and temperatures. Izumi, you're with me and Naoko. We'll be talking to the victim's… girlfriends, and the others who've seen her." She said. "We'll be watching the base as well."
Mai and Anabelle nodded, then looked at each other. "Library?" Anabelle asked. Mai Nodded. "Library." She replied.
Okay, so the start of the first case. As this is literally the first case I've ever done, I'd like to hear what you guys think of it. Also, keep in mind, that right now, Mai is with a different team, and the ghost has already been established. This is why they really didn't do any temperature readings or measurements first. At this point it is just formality. Also, When Mai signed the paper to go on the case, she did sign in Sullivan Mai.
Reasons for that are… going to be coming up later. And to those of you who commented, saying that you hope that she gives Naru a hard time when they are reunited… oh, don't worry. She will. She most certainty will. I'm going to be honest. I love Naru. I love him to death, and I so ship him with Mai. So hard. The problem is…. I think he needs a good kick in the balls. So yes, vampgirl1309 and Nagisa Maeda, he will crawl. As will Adrian.
