Death Mansion
Ch 4
Disclaimer:: I don't own InuYasha or any other copyrighted materials mentioned in this fic. I only own my original characters and the mansion!
Important author note:: This is sort of a "sister story" to At The Work Place. The character's are going to be killed, so obviously this story has no affect on the other one. It isn't essential that you read At The Work Place, though it might help. And, no, the flower shop crew is not in the other story.
Original Characters:: Age, hair color, eye color. Gender, species. Job. Attitude towards the deaths.
Spork--17, red orange hair, purple eyes. Female, squirrel demon. She's the building owner. Though usually hyper and happy, the situation brings out her rare serious side.
Squirrel--17, red and black hair, purple eyes. Female, squirrel demon. Co- owner of the building, she does a lot of the repairs. She stays cheery in spite of the murders that continue.
Pan--18, blonde hair, green eyes. Female, fox demon. Cook. She tries to keep the group as calm as possible, to little avail.
Trey--17, burgundy hair, red eyes (wears an eyepatch over her right eye). Female, ferret demon. She works odd jobs (i.e. filling the spa, planting, etc.). She isn't worried about the murderer returning, but enjoys torturing the guests.
Aurora--16, black hair, brown eyes. Female, half wolf demon. She works at the front desk and does some cleaning. She's very calm for the occasion, and she basically ignores everyone unless they speak to her.
Shikyo--18, silver hair, silver eyes. Female, panther demon. She repairs electrical equipment. She prefers being alone but that would make her the perfect suspect. (Her name means Death...)
Reithil--17, blue hair with a white stripe, blue eyes. Male, raccoon demon. He is in the process of becoming a more advanced doctor, but now he only knows the basics. He's more than laidback and carefree.
WARNING:: Violence, murder, mild language.
CLUE: Ice.
Prime suspect: Pan, Reithil.
Friday 11:45 PM
The guests and crew members--except Reithil, he wasn't found--were sleepily collected in the dining room.
InuYasha mumbled, his voice saturated with exhaustion, "What's wrong? Why were we woken up?"
"There's been another murder; and for those of you who weren't up earlier, there's been two," Spork said.
"What?" Sesshoumaru tilted his head.
"Other than Kagome," Pan started, "Yura and Kouga have been murdered." Thunder boomed, gasps and screams coming from the guests.
Squirrel rubbed her eyes, "How come you guys left me sleeping?"
"Figured you needed your beauty sleep," Spork laughed and stuck her tongue out. "Same for you Trey," Spork grinned, making several of the guest members feel uncomfortable that she was so happy.
"I wasn't asleep the whole time," Trey's voice was low and threatening. "What if I killed Yura and Kouga?"
Kikyou screamed and ran out of the room.
"Dammit, Trey, stop scaring people!" Aurora growled, chasing after Kikyou.
"Do we know who killed them?" Naraku asked.
"We're pretty sure it's Reithil," Pan told them.
A few minutes crawled by and no one said anything.
"Uh, guys, where's Hakkaku?" Ginta squeaked suddenly.
"What? I thought everyone was here?" Spork stared at Ginta as if he was joking.
"Who rounded up the guests upstairs?" Trey questioned Spork.
"I did, but everyone was out of their rooms," she replied.
"Someone has to go get him!" Ginta whimpered, afraid for his best friend's life.
"What's taking Aurora so long to get Kikyou?" Squirrel reminded.
Spork decided someone had to take charge, "Squirrel, Trey, go check all the bedrooms again. Shikyo, grab a flashlight and follow me, we're going to find Aurora and Kikyou. We should all be equipped with weapons, incase we run across Reithil." Spork went into the kitchen and returned with four bread knives, passed them out to Squirrel, Trey, and Shikyo. Keeping one for herself, she left the room.
"Watch her," Shikyo growled and pointed at Pan before leaving.
Squirrel and Trey hurried out of the room to check the bedrooms.
"This is all so confusing," Miroku said, after the four were gone.
"What do you mean?" InuYasha asked.
"Every suspect so far has had some reason to be innocent, except Reithil," Miroku explained. "So--I've been up for the past 45 minutes--we locked him up. But... and this is what's confusing... Someone unlatched the lock and let him out. Either he has an accomplice or someone's trying to frame him."
"Who else could have done it?" Pan asked.
"You," Miroku looked at her, as if the answer was obvious. "Wait," Miroku stopped, thinking. "Someone killed Kouga spontaneously, the murderer didn't stop to consider that most demons can see well in the dark. Maybe it was someone who didn't know demons could see well in the dark, such as a human." Miroku was thinking out loud, more or less. "Kouga probably knew something he shouldn't have," he paused. "Unless the murders are just random. But then... " he sighed. "This is too confusing to think about with no sleep."
Trey and Aurora ran back in, "Bad news!"
"What is it?" Ginta looked worried.
"He killed himself, we found him in his closet. He overdosed," Aurora lowered her head respectfully.
"NO! Not Hakkaku, he was too happy," Ginta's eyes started watering.
"Maybe he did it because he was the killer," Spork walked in--having listened to the conversation--and answered. She was soaked from the pouring rain.
"W-what do you mean?" the crying Ginta looked up.
"Okay, let's do it this way," Spork started pacing back and forth. "Who could have killed Kagome? Almost anyone, it was foggy and hacking her apart wouldn't have taken that long. Who could have killed Yura? Any of my crew members, and Hakkaku, because he was up getting sleeping pills from Pan. Slipping Yura a sleeping pill would have also prevented any screaming," Spork took a deep breath and continued. "So, in theory-"
"Wait," Miroku stopped her. "Yura couldn't have been sleeping because then how did she get to the door?"
"She could have been pulled there and killed," Spork shrugged.
"No... How'd he get in the room?" Miroku reminded. "Plus, the window was broken from the outside, there was glass on the floor. Not to mention the mud footprints we found, the person who killed her HAD to have climbed the tree."
Spork stared at him, shocked. "I didn't think of it that way," she confessed.
Shikyo ran in looking slightly worried. "There's been another killing," she lifted her hands, which were covered in blood.
"YOU KILLED KIKYOU?!" InuYasha yelled.
"No!" Shikyo hissed. "I found her curled in a ball, I went to help her up and she was covered in blood. She had no pulse so I ran back inside." Shikyo glared at her accuser, "Think twice next time, Mutt."
"Sorry," InuYasha drooped his ears and sat in a chair.
Shikyo walked to the kitchen to wash her hands. She came back out and sat at a table away from everyone else.
"Reithil's still on the loose," Miroku reminded solemnly. "He's really the only one who could have done all this."
"Hey," Aurora looked to Miroku, "don't forget the clues we found outside."
"Oh, yeah," he murmured. When everyone looked to him for an explanation, he spoke up, "We found shoe prints. Which means Reithil either planned it and placed those there to frame someone of framing him... Or it wasn't Reithil at all," Miroku held his head. "This is giving me a headache."
"Want me to get you something to drink?" Pan offered.
"That's okay," Miroku shook his head.
"I could use a drink," Naraku raised his hand.
"I wouldn't drink anything from that kitchen if I were you," Miroku warned.
"Why not?" Naraku pouted.
"If Reithil was able to sneak in here to kill Kouga, then he could have poisoned anything in that kitchen. And if Pan's the killer she could poison anything in there, too," he smirked.
"I didn't poison anything," Pan growled defensively.
"We can still drink faucet water," Naraku reminded.
"Who else wants something to drink?" Miroku glanced over his shoulder as he walked to the kitchen.
"Me," chorused Sesshoumaru, Kagura, Kohaku, and Ginta.
"Can I get some ice?" Naraku called after Miroku.
Minutes later Miroku came out of the kitchen with 5 glasses of water, one with ice.
"Thank you," Naraku said happily, taking his glass. He gulped it down and suddenly starting making sickening choking noises. His face and lips turned purple and he collapsed.
Several of the girls screamed and turned away from the crumpled form on the floor.
"What...? But it was faucet-" Miroku stopped, realizing what had happened, along with everyone else. "The ice," he whispered.
"Maybe you did it," Spork's voice was low and she glared at Miroku.
"Wh-what? Me?" he blinked. "I didn't do anything," he mumbled, shocked that he was being blamed.
"You were the one who went in the kitchen," Spork paced back and forth in front of Miroku. "And knowing which glass was Naraku's, you slipped in some poison. You figured the ice would be the perfect way to frame Pan, or anyone else that's been in the kitchen."
"N-no," he took a step back, "I didn't do it!"
"Someone get that body out of here, put him in his room," Spork instructed. "We need to do something about our killer," she smirked at Miroku.
"I-I have perfect alibis for the rest of the murders though," he looked around, looking for someone to help him out.
"Do you?" Spork glared at him.
"Yes!" Miroku took a deep breath, trying to clear his mind. "Kagome: I didn't have time; Yura: I can't climb trees, my shoe size is different; Kouga: Where would I get a butcher knife?; Hakkaku: No one knows when he died, I have witnesses for where I was for the hour about when he probably died; Kikyou: I was in here; Naraku: Well... I do seem the perfect suspect."
"Well, you're smart, you could have figured out plenty of ways to make the time of death appear differently. And you always seem the one to pin blame on the first possible suspect," Spork paused for a moment. "Why are you so intent on blaming other people?"
"To find the killer!" Miroku was angry now, why was she blaming him?!
"Check the ice," Spork shrugged. "If you didn't do it, then the ice'll prove it," she smiled.
"Good idea," Miroku faked a smile. "How?" his expression dropped and he stared at Spork.
"Uh," she laughed nervously. "Didn't think of that."
"Yeah, well," Sango stepped out of the group of spectators. "You have no proof, so don't blame him."
"Yeah, she has a point," Aurora looked apologetically to Spork.
"Fine," Spork turned and left the room.
"Hey," Miroku glanced to Trey, then Aurora, then Shikyo, "where'd your knives go?"
"Me and Trey set ours on the bed," Aurora explained, "when we found Hakkaku."
"And Shikyo?" he looked to her, as did everyone else.
"I... I..." she stared at the ground, embarrassed. "I dropped it when I saw Kikyou dead," she mumbled. "Which reminds me," she looked up, "Kikyou was stabbed with one."
"Spork was the only other one who went outside," Miroku froze, his mind trying to figure something out.
"And Reithil..." Pan reminded him.
"Right," he nodded. He looked up, "How could I have forgotten?"
"What?" Pan tilted her head.
"The weird bus driver," he whispered.
"Oh, yeah," mumbled a few guests.
A/n: Is it the bus driver? Reithil? Pan? Spork? Miroku? Shikyo? Who is it?!
Ch 4
Disclaimer:: I don't own InuYasha or any other copyrighted materials mentioned in this fic. I only own my original characters and the mansion!
Important author note:: This is sort of a "sister story" to At The Work Place. The character's are going to be killed, so obviously this story has no affect on the other one. It isn't essential that you read At The Work Place, though it might help. And, no, the flower shop crew is not in the other story.
Original Characters:: Age, hair color, eye color. Gender, species. Job. Attitude towards the deaths.
Spork--17, red orange hair, purple eyes. Female, squirrel demon. She's the building owner. Though usually hyper and happy, the situation brings out her rare serious side.
Squirrel--17, red and black hair, purple eyes. Female, squirrel demon. Co- owner of the building, she does a lot of the repairs. She stays cheery in spite of the murders that continue.
Pan--18, blonde hair, green eyes. Female, fox demon. Cook. She tries to keep the group as calm as possible, to little avail.
Trey--17, burgundy hair, red eyes (wears an eyepatch over her right eye). Female, ferret demon. She works odd jobs (i.e. filling the spa, planting, etc.). She isn't worried about the murderer returning, but enjoys torturing the guests.
Aurora--16, black hair, brown eyes. Female, half wolf demon. She works at the front desk and does some cleaning. She's very calm for the occasion, and she basically ignores everyone unless they speak to her.
Shikyo--18, silver hair, silver eyes. Female, panther demon. She repairs electrical equipment. She prefers being alone but that would make her the perfect suspect. (Her name means Death...)
Reithil--17, blue hair with a white stripe, blue eyes. Male, raccoon demon. He is in the process of becoming a more advanced doctor, but now he only knows the basics. He's more than laidback and carefree.
WARNING:: Violence, murder, mild language.
CLUE: Ice.
Prime suspect: Pan, Reithil.
Friday 11:45 PM
The guests and crew members--except Reithil, he wasn't found--were sleepily collected in the dining room.
InuYasha mumbled, his voice saturated with exhaustion, "What's wrong? Why were we woken up?"
"There's been another murder; and for those of you who weren't up earlier, there's been two," Spork said.
"What?" Sesshoumaru tilted his head.
"Other than Kagome," Pan started, "Yura and Kouga have been murdered." Thunder boomed, gasps and screams coming from the guests.
Squirrel rubbed her eyes, "How come you guys left me sleeping?"
"Figured you needed your beauty sleep," Spork laughed and stuck her tongue out. "Same for you Trey," Spork grinned, making several of the guest members feel uncomfortable that she was so happy.
"I wasn't asleep the whole time," Trey's voice was low and threatening. "What if I killed Yura and Kouga?"
Kikyou screamed and ran out of the room.
"Dammit, Trey, stop scaring people!" Aurora growled, chasing after Kikyou.
"Do we know who killed them?" Naraku asked.
"We're pretty sure it's Reithil," Pan told them.
A few minutes crawled by and no one said anything.
"Uh, guys, where's Hakkaku?" Ginta squeaked suddenly.
"What? I thought everyone was here?" Spork stared at Ginta as if he was joking.
"Who rounded up the guests upstairs?" Trey questioned Spork.
"I did, but everyone was out of their rooms," she replied.
"Someone has to go get him!" Ginta whimpered, afraid for his best friend's life.
"What's taking Aurora so long to get Kikyou?" Squirrel reminded.
Spork decided someone had to take charge, "Squirrel, Trey, go check all the bedrooms again. Shikyo, grab a flashlight and follow me, we're going to find Aurora and Kikyou. We should all be equipped with weapons, incase we run across Reithil." Spork went into the kitchen and returned with four bread knives, passed them out to Squirrel, Trey, and Shikyo. Keeping one for herself, she left the room.
"Watch her," Shikyo growled and pointed at Pan before leaving.
Squirrel and Trey hurried out of the room to check the bedrooms.
"This is all so confusing," Miroku said, after the four were gone.
"What do you mean?" InuYasha asked.
"Every suspect so far has had some reason to be innocent, except Reithil," Miroku explained. "So--I've been up for the past 45 minutes--we locked him up. But... and this is what's confusing... Someone unlatched the lock and let him out. Either he has an accomplice or someone's trying to frame him."
"Who else could have done it?" Pan asked.
"You," Miroku looked at her, as if the answer was obvious. "Wait," Miroku stopped, thinking. "Someone killed Kouga spontaneously, the murderer didn't stop to consider that most demons can see well in the dark. Maybe it was someone who didn't know demons could see well in the dark, such as a human." Miroku was thinking out loud, more or less. "Kouga probably knew something he shouldn't have," he paused. "Unless the murders are just random. But then... " he sighed. "This is too confusing to think about with no sleep."
Trey and Aurora ran back in, "Bad news!"
"What is it?" Ginta looked worried.
"He killed himself, we found him in his closet. He overdosed," Aurora lowered her head respectfully.
"NO! Not Hakkaku, he was too happy," Ginta's eyes started watering.
"Maybe he did it because he was the killer," Spork walked in--having listened to the conversation--and answered. She was soaked from the pouring rain.
"W-what do you mean?" the crying Ginta looked up.
"Okay, let's do it this way," Spork started pacing back and forth. "Who could have killed Kagome? Almost anyone, it was foggy and hacking her apart wouldn't have taken that long. Who could have killed Yura? Any of my crew members, and Hakkaku, because he was up getting sleeping pills from Pan. Slipping Yura a sleeping pill would have also prevented any screaming," Spork took a deep breath and continued. "So, in theory-"
"Wait," Miroku stopped her. "Yura couldn't have been sleeping because then how did she get to the door?"
"She could have been pulled there and killed," Spork shrugged.
"No... How'd he get in the room?" Miroku reminded. "Plus, the window was broken from the outside, there was glass on the floor. Not to mention the mud footprints we found, the person who killed her HAD to have climbed the tree."
Spork stared at him, shocked. "I didn't think of it that way," she confessed.
Shikyo ran in looking slightly worried. "There's been another killing," she lifted her hands, which were covered in blood.
"YOU KILLED KIKYOU?!" InuYasha yelled.
"No!" Shikyo hissed. "I found her curled in a ball, I went to help her up and she was covered in blood. She had no pulse so I ran back inside." Shikyo glared at her accuser, "Think twice next time, Mutt."
"Sorry," InuYasha drooped his ears and sat in a chair.
Shikyo walked to the kitchen to wash her hands. She came back out and sat at a table away from everyone else.
"Reithil's still on the loose," Miroku reminded solemnly. "He's really the only one who could have done all this."
"Hey," Aurora looked to Miroku, "don't forget the clues we found outside."
"Oh, yeah," he murmured. When everyone looked to him for an explanation, he spoke up, "We found shoe prints. Which means Reithil either planned it and placed those there to frame someone of framing him... Or it wasn't Reithil at all," Miroku held his head. "This is giving me a headache."
"Want me to get you something to drink?" Pan offered.
"That's okay," Miroku shook his head.
"I could use a drink," Naraku raised his hand.
"I wouldn't drink anything from that kitchen if I were you," Miroku warned.
"Why not?" Naraku pouted.
"If Reithil was able to sneak in here to kill Kouga, then he could have poisoned anything in that kitchen. And if Pan's the killer she could poison anything in there, too," he smirked.
"I didn't poison anything," Pan growled defensively.
"We can still drink faucet water," Naraku reminded.
"Who else wants something to drink?" Miroku glanced over his shoulder as he walked to the kitchen.
"Me," chorused Sesshoumaru, Kagura, Kohaku, and Ginta.
"Can I get some ice?" Naraku called after Miroku.
Minutes later Miroku came out of the kitchen with 5 glasses of water, one with ice.
"Thank you," Naraku said happily, taking his glass. He gulped it down and suddenly starting making sickening choking noises. His face and lips turned purple and he collapsed.
Several of the girls screamed and turned away from the crumpled form on the floor.
"What...? But it was faucet-" Miroku stopped, realizing what had happened, along with everyone else. "The ice," he whispered.
"Maybe you did it," Spork's voice was low and she glared at Miroku.
"Wh-what? Me?" he blinked. "I didn't do anything," he mumbled, shocked that he was being blamed.
"You were the one who went in the kitchen," Spork paced back and forth in front of Miroku. "And knowing which glass was Naraku's, you slipped in some poison. You figured the ice would be the perfect way to frame Pan, or anyone else that's been in the kitchen."
"N-no," he took a step back, "I didn't do it!"
"Someone get that body out of here, put him in his room," Spork instructed. "We need to do something about our killer," she smirked at Miroku.
"I-I have perfect alibis for the rest of the murders though," he looked around, looking for someone to help him out.
"Do you?" Spork glared at him.
"Yes!" Miroku took a deep breath, trying to clear his mind. "Kagome: I didn't have time; Yura: I can't climb trees, my shoe size is different; Kouga: Where would I get a butcher knife?; Hakkaku: No one knows when he died, I have witnesses for where I was for the hour about when he probably died; Kikyou: I was in here; Naraku: Well... I do seem the perfect suspect."
"Well, you're smart, you could have figured out plenty of ways to make the time of death appear differently. And you always seem the one to pin blame on the first possible suspect," Spork paused for a moment. "Why are you so intent on blaming other people?"
"To find the killer!" Miroku was angry now, why was she blaming him?!
"Check the ice," Spork shrugged. "If you didn't do it, then the ice'll prove it," she smiled.
"Good idea," Miroku faked a smile. "How?" his expression dropped and he stared at Spork.
"Uh," she laughed nervously. "Didn't think of that."
"Yeah, well," Sango stepped out of the group of spectators. "You have no proof, so don't blame him."
"Yeah, she has a point," Aurora looked apologetically to Spork.
"Fine," Spork turned and left the room.
"Hey," Miroku glanced to Trey, then Aurora, then Shikyo, "where'd your knives go?"
"Me and Trey set ours on the bed," Aurora explained, "when we found Hakkaku."
"And Shikyo?" he looked to her, as did everyone else.
"I... I..." she stared at the ground, embarrassed. "I dropped it when I saw Kikyou dead," she mumbled. "Which reminds me," she looked up, "Kikyou was stabbed with one."
"Spork was the only other one who went outside," Miroku froze, his mind trying to figure something out.
"And Reithil..." Pan reminded him.
"Right," he nodded. He looked up, "How could I have forgotten?"
"What?" Pan tilted her head.
"The weird bus driver," he whispered.
"Oh, yeah," mumbled a few guests.
A/n: Is it the bus driver? Reithil? Pan? Spork? Miroku? Shikyo? Who is it?!