Death Mansion
Ch 5
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: Bread knife.
Prime suspect(s) from last chapter: Reithil, Miroku.
Saturday 12:30 AM
"Your company's bus driver," Miroku explained. "She drove us here."
"We don't have a company bus driver," Pan blinked and looked to Aurora.
"She's right," Aurora nodded, "we have no bus driver."
"Maybe Spork called someone to drive everyone," Trey suggested.
"Probably," Pan decided."
"Speaking of which, where is Spork?" InuYasha asked.
"Someone should go get her back," Rin's voice was quiet and squeaky. "It isn't safe alone."
"I'll go look for her upstairs," Kaede offered, walking out of the room.
"We'll check outside," Aurora grabbed Trey by the arm and the two left.
Moments later Miroku stood up with a determined look in his eyes. "Kaede isn't safe by herself upstairs," Miroku hurried out.
Saturday 12:45 AM
"They're taking too long," Sango paced back and forth, a worried look on her face.
"It would be stupid to send another person after them, right?" Kanna looked to Sango, the quiet girl speaking for basically the first time since the group had arrived at the resort.
"Not necessarily," Sango looked around for any volunteers.
The door swung open and Aurora and Trey came in, wet from the mild rain.
Trey laughed sinisterly, "There's been another death."
"Who?" Sango looked up, frightened for Miroku's life.
"Kaede," Aurora's words were relief to Sango's ears.
"We have to go get Miroku," Sango whimpered. She started for the door.
"No one's leaving just yet," Trey grabbed Sango's shirt sleeve. "We have to clean up the body."
"W-what?" Sango narrowed her eyes, confused.
"The old lady was pushed down the stairs, or she fell... Either way, we need to clean the mess up before anyone leaves here," Trey explained. "Me and Aurora will be back in less then ten minutes. No one is to leave here, understood?"
"Fine," growled Sango.
Aurora shook off droplets of water and left the room with Trey.
"I don't trust those two," Sango whispered. She turned to the tired, distraught group of people and demons behind her. "Don't you think it's odd that none of the workers have died yet? It's only been the guests," Sango licker her lips thoughtfully.
"Are you suggesting it's one of the hotel workers?" Shikyo stepped out from behind several people.
"Yeah, what are you suggesting anyway?" Pan crossed her arms.
"I wasn't suggesting anything," Sango glared at Pan, then Shikyo. "I just thought it was odd." Before she could say anything else a loud "thud" was heard upstairs.
The entire group--guests and workers included--stared up at the roof, as if something would answer what they were all thinking.
"What was that?" Sango whispered the question on everyone's minds.
Shikyo raced with amazing speed out of the room. Sango followed her.
She ran to the first floor where the sound came from and went to where the others had already collected.
"NO!" Sango screamed as her worst nightmarish fears were brought to reality. She looked past Trey, Aurora, and Shikyo to the disgusting sight on the bedroom floor.
Miroku's body was on the floor of his room. His head was sitting in a disturbing--and relatively impossible--position. Someone snapped his neck.
Sango turned away, crying. "Who did this?" she growled.
"We don't know," Aurora laid a hand on Sango's shoulder to comfort her.
"You two were up here, weren't you?" Sango turned, glaring accusingly at Trey and Aurora.
"No, we were on the third floor; we were coming down from putting Kaede in her room on the fourth floor," Trey reassured her.
"Reithil?" Sango blinked away tears.
"We're guessing," Aurora shrugged.
"What about Spork?" Sango asked.
"We're pretty sure she went outside, we found fresh shoe prints," Aurora said.
"But," Shikyo broken in, "I doubt she'd be strong enough to do something like that," she motioned to the broken neck.
"You're right," Sango dropped her head. "Let's go back downstairs before we all get killed," she left. The others followed.
Saturday 1:00 AM
No one asked what the noise was, Sango's tears were enough explanation.
Ginta was pacing, "We have to get out of this house." He looked to see if anyone agreed.
"If you want to go out there, then feel free," Trey smirked and held her hand toward the door.
At that moment Spork came running in, soaked from head to toe. Her clothes were covered in mud. She was gasping for breath as if she had been running. She was clutching her thigh. "I-I... I s-... " she stopped and took a deep breath to calm herself. "I saw Reithil," her words caused everyone to freeze in place.
"Where?" Sango looked to Spork with anger filled eyes.
"Outside," Spork coughed and fell to her knees, gasping desperately for air. She sneezed and sniffed.
"Are you sick?" Pan walked over to her and felt her forehead.
"H-he tried to kill me," she lifted her hands from her thigh and showed them. Her hands and thigh were covered in blood.
"Well, where'd your bread knife go?" Sango looked at Spork with narrowed eyes.
"I dropped it when I went outside with Shikyo," Spork explained. "We split up and I thought I heard something. I ran--thinking it was Reithil-- and I tripped," she gestured to her muddy clothes. "The knife fell from my hands and I tried... " she paused and winced at her leg. Pan ran and grabbed some paper towels from the kitchen and gave them to Spork. "I tried to find the knife but... I couldn't.
"When I went out the second time... I... I saw him with the knife. He was... killing Kikyou," Spork cringed at the memory and pain from her wound. "He saw me and lunged at me. I was too quick for him and he only stabbed my leg. I ran--limped, more or less--back here and he disappeared back to the woods."
Sango was pacing now, trying to piece something together.
"We need to stop him," InuYasha stood up.
"He's right," Kohaku stepped beside InuYasha.
"What are you going to do? Kill him?!" Spork tried to stand, but her leg prevented much movement. "He has a weapon and one Hell of an advantage in the dark and the woods," Spork looked at them, hoping they wouldn't be stupid.
"He can't kill three of us," Sesshoumaru walked over to Kohaku and InuYasha, volunteering himself as well.
"Idiots," Spork shook her head. "He's already killed eight of us!" Spork yelled.
There was a moment of silence before InuYasha went to the kitchen. He returned with three knives.
Spork started chuckling, but it was a wicked chuckle. She looked up smiling, "Fine, you want to die so badly, then go. Just go," Spork's shoulders shook with laughter. "If you all die, then we'll be left here with no one to protect us."
InuYasha stopped as he handed Sesshoumaru a knife. He looked around. Ginta was the only other male, and he wasn't much of a fighter. Sango was strong, but no one stood much of a chance against a weapon, and Reithil had a bread knife now...
"She's right," Sango looked at the boys. "Besides, Kohaku, you're not going anywhere."
"That's not fair!" Kohaku whined. "I'm not a baby! I'll prove it to all of you!" He grabbed a knife from InuYasha and went charging from the room.
"Kohaku, no!" Sango growled, frustrated. "I'll be right back," Sango followed after him quickly.
Spork got up, leaning her weight on her good leg. "Idiots, complete idiots," she shook her head. "They're going up a demon. A strong and smart one, at that."
"He's killed eight people..." Squirrel reminded, hauntingly. "But who let him out of the closet before?"
Spork looked up, remembering, "He's not working alone."
"Is it one of us? Or one of the guests?" Squirrel tilted her head. "Or someone from the outside that we never knew about?"
"He has to be stopped," hissed Spork.
A bloodcurdling scream was heard from outside.
"What the-" Spork turned to ran but stumbled and fell due to her injury.
No one was all that willing to go and investigate what had happened.
Sango came running back inside, sobbing.
A/n: Hehe, naughty, naughty raccoon. Or is it just a maniac on the loose? In that case, where's Reithil? And who let him out earlier? And what about that damn bus driver? Hmm, hmm. Questions, questions.
Ch 5
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: Bread knife.
Prime suspect(s) from last chapter: Reithil, Miroku.
Saturday 12:30 AM
"Your company's bus driver," Miroku explained. "She drove us here."
"We don't have a company bus driver," Pan blinked and looked to Aurora.
"She's right," Aurora nodded, "we have no bus driver."
"Maybe Spork called someone to drive everyone," Trey suggested.
"Probably," Pan decided."
"Speaking of which, where is Spork?" InuYasha asked.
"Someone should go get her back," Rin's voice was quiet and squeaky. "It isn't safe alone."
"I'll go look for her upstairs," Kaede offered, walking out of the room.
"We'll check outside," Aurora grabbed Trey by the arm and the two left.
Moments later Miroku stood up with a determined look in his eyes. "Kaede isn't safe by herself upstairs," Miroku hurried out.
Saturday 12:45 AM
"They're taking too long," Sango paced back and forth, a worried look on her face.
"It would be stupid to send another person after them, right?" Kanna looked to Sango, the quiet girl speaking for basically the first time since the group had arrived at the resort.
"Not necessarily," Sango looked around for any volunteers.
The door swung open and Aurora and Trey came in, wet from the mild rain.
Trey laughed sinisterly, "There's been another death."
"Who?" Sango looked up, frightened for Miroku's life.
"Kaede," Aurora's words were relief to Sango's ears.
"We have to go get Miroku," Sango whimpered. She started for the door.
"No one's leaving just yet," Trey grabbed Sango's shirt sleeve. "We have to clean up the body."
"W-what?" Sango narrowed her eyes, confused.
"The old lady was pushed down the stairs, or she fell... Either way, we need to clean the mess up before anyone leaves here," Trey explained. "Me and Aurora will be back in less then ten minutes. No one is to leave here, understood?"
"Fine," growled Sango.
Aurora shook off droplets of water and left the room with Trey.
"I don't trust those two," Sango whispered. She turned to the tired, distraught group of people and demons behind her. "Don't you think it's odd that none of the workers have died yet? It's only been the guests," Sango licker her lips thoughtfully.
"Are you suggesting it's one of the hotel workers?" Shikyo stepped out from behind several people.
"Yeah, what are you suggesting anyway?" Pan crossed her arms.
"I wasn't suggesting anything," Sango glared at Pan, then Shikyo. "I just thought it was odd." Before she could say anything else a loud "thud" was heard upstairs.
The entire group--guests and workers included--stared up at the roof, as if something would answer what they were all thinking.
"What was that?" Sango whispered the question on everyone's minds.
Shikyo raced with amazing speed out of the room. Sango followed her.
She ran to the first floor where the sound came from and went to where the others had already collected.
"NO!" Sango screamed as her worst nightmarish fears were brought to reality. She looked past Trey, Aurora, and Shikyo to the disgusting sight on the bedroom floor.
Miroku's body was on the floor of his room. His head was sitting in a disturbing--and relatively impossible--position. Someone snapped his neck.
Sango turned away, crying. "Who did this?" she growled.
"We don't know," Aurora laid a hand on Sango's shoulder to comfort her.
"You two were up here, weren't you?" Sango turned, glaring accusingly at Trey and Aurora.
"No, we were on the third floor; we were coming down from putting Kaede in her room on the fourth floor," Trey reassured her.
"Reithil?" Sango blinked away tears.
"We're guessing," Aurora shrugged.
"What about Spork?" Sango asked.
"We're pretty sure she went outside, we found fresh shoe prints," Aurora said.
"But," Shikyo broken in, "I doubt she'd be strong enough to do something like that," she motioned to the broken neck.
"You're right," Sango dropped her head. "Let's go back downstairs before we all get killed," she left. The others followed.
Saturday 1:00 AM
No one asked what the noise was, Sango's tears were enough explanation.
Ginta was pacing, "We have to get out of this house." He looked to see if anyone agreed.
"If you want to go out there, then feel free," Trey smirked and held her hand toward the door.
At that moment Spork came running in, soaked from head to toe. Her clothes were covered in mud. She was gasping for breath as if she had been running. She was clutching her thigh. "I-I... I s-... " she stopped and took a deep breath to calm herself. "I saw Reithil," her words caused everyone to freeze in place.
"Where?" Sango looked to Spork with anger filled eyes.
"Outside," Spork coughed and fell to her knees, gasping desperately for air. She sneezed and sniffed.
"Are you sick?" Pan walked over to her and felt her forehead.
"H-he tried to kill me," she lifted her hands from her thigh and showed them. Her hands and thigh were covered in blood.
"Well, where'd your bread knife go?" Sango looked at Spork with narrowed eyes.
"I dropped it when I went outside with Shikyo," Spork explained. "We split up and I thought I heard something. I ran--thinking it was Reithil-- and I tripped," she gestured to her muddy clothes. "The knife fell from my hands and I tried... " she paused and winced at her leg. Pan ran and grabbed some paper towels from the kitchen and gave them to Spork. "I tried to find the knife but... I couldn't.
"When I went out the second time... I... I saw him with the knife. He was... killing Kikyou," Spork cringed at the memory and pain from her wound. "He saw me and lunged at me. I was too quick for him and he only stabbed my leg. I ran--limped, more or less--back here and he disappeared back to the woods."
Sango was pacing now, trying to piece something together.
"We need to stop him," InuYasha stood up.
"He's right," Kohaku stepped beside InuYasha.
"What are you going to do? Kill him?!" Spork tried to stand, but her leg prevented much movement. "He has a weapon and one Hell of an advantage in the dark and the woods," Spork looked at them, hoping they wouldn't be stupid.
"He can't kill three of us," Sesshoumaru walked over to Kohaku and InuYasha, volunteering himself as well.
"Idiots," Spork shook her head. "He's already killed eight of us!" Spork yelled.
There was a moment of silence before InuYasha went to the kitchen. He returned with three knives.
Spork started chuckling, but it was a wicked chuckle. She looked up smiling, "Fine, you want to die so badly, then go. Just go," Spork's shoulders shook with laughter. "If you all die, then we'll be left here with no one to protect us."
InuYasha stopped as he handed Sesshoumaru a knife. He looked around. Ginta was the only other male, and he wasn't much of a fighter. Sango was strong, but no one stood much of a chance against a weapon, and Reithil had a bread knife now...
"She's right," Sango looked at the boys. "Besides, Kohaku, you're not going anywhere."
"That's not fair!" Kohaku whined. "I'm not a baby! I'll prove it to all of you!" He grabbed a knife from InuYasha and went charging from the room.
"Kohaku, no!" Sango growled, frustrated. "I'll be right back," Sango followed after him quickly.
Spork got up, leaning her weight on her good leg. "Idiots, complete idiots," she shook her head. "They're going up a demon. A strong and smart one, at that."
"He's killed eight people..." Squirrel reminded, hauntingly. "But who let him out of the closet before?"
Spork looked up, remembering, "He's not working alone."
"Is it one of us? Or one of the guests?" Squirrel tilted her head. "Or someone from the outside that we never knew about?"
"He has to be stopped," hissed Spork.
A bloodcurdling scream was heard from outside.
"What the-" Spork turned to ran but stumbled and fell due to her injury.
No one was all that willing to go and investigate what had happened.
Sango came running back inside, sobbing.
A/n: Hehe, naughty, naughty raccoon. Or is it just a maniac on the loose? In that case, where's Reithil? And who let him out earlier? And what about that damn bus driver? Hmm, hmm. Questions, questions.