By Louann1
Chapter 3: Sharing is Caring
By the third day at the Kinomoto household I had been getting quite fond of Miss Kinomoto and her family... Even though her brother was very intimidating. I'd also gotten over my cold.
Since the second I woke up that morning I could tell that that day was going to be very different, and it wasn't just because I had beat my cold. Anyway, I was right, naturally, but I sorta wish that I were wrong.
Back in China, I sorta had a friend; she had the power of telepathy, y'know seeing the future. Actually... I had many friends. Now that I think about it, there wasn't a single normal person. We all had powers... I guess it was some kind of magic school. We learn all the things we were meant to as well as how to control our powers. But... She couldn't... It was too much for her. And so... She died... We weren't that close... She just gave me a few hints now and then about what my future would be. I wish I'd listened to her now.
That day would hold the first time other people's lives would depend on me, just like she said.
At precisely midday, Miss Kinomoto left the household in order to purchase the necessary goods for the week. She asked me to go with her but I declined, I simply said that I wanted to work on my report. She insisted that I used the home computer but I said that I had already started on my report on my laptop.
Which is half true.
I had started my report but I also wanted to find out more about the deaths of those women. I knew that she knew something. I guess she wasn't ready to share them with me. Then again we only knew each other for two days. If I used her computer she could see on the 'history' what I had checked out and believe me, what I found out was too coincidental.
I looked at the already written news reports and I was shocked to see that there was hardly any information that was trustworthy. It's true what they say y'know 'Don't believe everything you read' especially if it's on the Internet.
I found out that Miss Samantha Kytori and Miss Jasmine Satoshi were mentioned quite a lot... Not their name exactly but their description. It was in the same text on many different sites, all were copies just different layout and font.
Destiny is already written.
That's what it said. Every single one. There was much more as well but that was the thing that stood out. I hadn't figured it out yet but I'm positive that Sakura knew more than she was letting on. How do I know? Because well... She was sorta in it as well. The cherry blossom tree, remember?
The script didn't make much sense but at least I had something solid. Well it was jelly-like. And it wasn't really a script... It was more like a prophecy. I was taught about them, they always contained metaphors and riddles. Mostly anyway.
I began to write my report. It was frustrating, I'll admit. For practically the first time in my life, I was struggling. Not in just my work, but in my life. Even though I had a roof over my head, it wasn't permanent and I was losing interest in my work but what else could I do? I'd given up enough just to get the job but... Maybe I wasn't meant to write. Just as I had begun I stopped and deleted all my work except from this case. I didn't feel that I was getting anywhere. I could always go back home, although spending that much time with my mother and four sisters isn't that wise. I don't know for sure but I felt compelled to continue this trail. I'm one of those people who like to continue something once I've started. I also like round numbers!
I also called my mother. She seems to know about a lot of mysterious things like this. I've called her before when my work seemed incomprehensible. Usually she would be very good at giving me advice and telling me her thoughts. This time though she didn't help me much. I'll rephrase that: She didn't help at all. She seemed secretive, more than usual at least. She simply said:
" Expect the unexpected..." It was that dreaded phrase again. Now after hearing that, I certainly knew that it wasn't just coincidence.
Sakura came home just as I had finished gathering some information. I tried to follow the five w's, you know; who, what, when, where and why. You can also add 'how' into that but you didn't really need to know that. As she entered the house I could sense something. It's difficult to explain, it's a bit like when you answer the phone and you know exactly who it is or you know that someone is standing right behind you. Mix that with the fear you get when you wait for an injection and you get what I felt. But it was stronger than that, like it wasn't coincidence. As she entered I sensed that a thread had been broken. I didn't see thread, I just heard the sound that it made, then again I'm not sure if it made any sound at all. I went downstairs to see her. She was very different.
There was no longer the sparkle in her eye. She wasn't quite herself... She was smiling none the less. You know in films how they change from a black and white scene into a colored one, well, that's what she was like. It was if something had washed away her happiness. She seemed to be a bit... Rushy, like there was someplace she needed to get to. Whatever it was, I could tell it was important as her face scrunched up when she put the milk in a cupboard and took it out again. I had to be there.
She'd denied knowing those women, but I know that's a lie. I knew that then and I know that now. She hadn't been totally honest with me and neither had I with her.
" Where you going?" I asked her as she finished packing and looked for her keys.
" Nowhere," She replied harshly. Now I knew that it was important. She had never spoken to me in such a way as that. Not once.
" I'm coming with you," I stated firmly as I grabbed my jacket from the coat stand.
She spun around to face me with eyes filled with mixed emotion.
" It doesn't concern you..."
" It's the Prophecy, isn't it?"
" ..." She looked at me with her eyes wide open, just as she had done the day before. Her pale, pink lips began to tremble as she tried to speak to me. " H-How do you know?"
" It doesn't matter..."
" Tell me! How do you know? No one's meant to know. No one!" There was a quiver in her voice but it sounded confident none the less.
" I did some research…"
" Research! This isn't something you can research!" She was hysterical, much more than before.
" Well, you haven't searched for it well enough have you?" I snapped back. " Just tell me what going on, maybe I can help?"
" You can't help... No one can..." Her eyes had lost their sparkle. She looked so glum, I didn't ever think that it was possible for her to put that expression on.
" Try me..."
She explained everything to me. At least, I thought it was everything at the time.
They say that curiosity killed the cat but I bet you didn't know that it can kill little wolves as well. The next half hour went by in a flash. So much happened that I have to replay each minute in my head just to make sure that I wouldn't forget anything. I would tell you the whole thing but then I wouldn't stop talking for hours and so I will give you a cliff notes version. I like cliff notes. Back in magic school we had to take good notes when it came to summoning spells and the such. I would say I was a pretty good student. I wasn't the best but I was pretty good. Since each of us there had our own specific powers it was only natural that there would be those much stronger than others... But I learnt that it wasn't just your powers that made you strong. It was also your weaknesses.
We studied many different creatures, from those which existed to those which didn't. From all of them there was only one particular one that I was afraid of. I can't remember the name of it but I know its powers well. It can sense the deepest fears of a particular person and use it against them, whether it be something physical or emotional. No matter how many times I was told that it didn't exist I still had the same fear. And then one day I was asked why I was so afraid of it, and then I realised that I was scared of it. Nothing more than just its existence. Just it being there in my head was giving me the chills and I thought that I was being a total idiot. You know that saying, there's nothing to fear but fear itself, well it was exactly like that. I hadn't seen the creature before but I manged it pretty well when it came to hurt Sakura.
I'm not that sure where we went and I suppose it doesn't really matter. All that really matters is that I witnessed another die and it was all due to that creature. I couldn't expect what came next and I'm not too sure I understand it all that well but still, there was something to be done and Miss Kinomoto felt that she had to do it on her own... Except she didn't.
She told me specifically to stay where I was but I couldn't just watch her. I can't really describe it but it was like I was listening to one of those backing tracks in the movies, it was like one of those when they're all working together or they're running or something like that, I can't really describe it better but I guess it was spine tingling.
I didn't really expect to see the creature of my fears there, but there it was, a black shadowy figure with no definite outline. Miss Kinomoto ran towards it and I could only watch as she cast something I can only describe as a spell. It was truly breath taking. A huge beam of light came from her hands as she chanted a spell beneath her breath. She had obviously done something like it before. I think it was a paralysis spell as the demon froze. It was only enough to buy her the time to support a young female away from the creature. They walked as fast as they could but I could see from the other that she was in excruciating pain. I took her from Miss Kinomoto and laid her gentle on the grass beneath us. She looked just as Samantha Kytori did when I found her in the airport. It was only when the grip on my hand loosened did I realize that they were bound to the same fate.
I looked back at Miss Kinomoto and was shocked to find that she had gone back to fight the beast. I clenched my fist in frustration. Why did she have to do the stupidest things! Then I realised that they weren't stupid things... They were the right things. If you played an instrument and haven't played it in a long time you loose most of the skill that you had. I suppose it's like that with magic. At least it was for me. I don't like using my powers because it reminds me of a person I'd much rather forget, but when the image of Sakura falling from the sky that made me use my powers. Before I could stop myself I was summoning the wind. It slowed her down as she fell but like I said, skills get rusty over time. The creature wasn't anywhere to be seen yet all I could think about as I ran to her was a crazy hope that she would be okay.
It's good to hope.
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Hi again! It's been ages since I updated anything and since May the 5th is coming up soon I thought that this is a main priority. I really want to finish this before May 5th, but since I'm so lazy I seriously doubt it. Chapter 4 for Oh My Goddess should be up soon too. Anyway, please review!
Thank you for reading.