Konnichiwa welcome to Chapter Three of Return the Horror House. Firstly before we begin I'd like to make a quick apology as to my absence and why I haven't been updating, I've been quite busy lately and this fic just slipped my mind plus the added writer's block, but that's all over and I promise no more delays (at least for a while. So Gomen Nasai for not updating sooner. Secondly I'd like to thank the people who reviewed, thank you so much I am glad you like this fic! Now for everyone's favorite part…the disclaimer, hit it Hao!

Hao: Right, Super Sailor Star does not own Shaman king or any of its characters. Now can I go?

Super Sailor Star: Nope!

Hao 

Chapter 3

When we Last Left Yoh, Hao and company Pilika was the recent victim of the insane killer Manta, who had recently escaped from the mental institution and was exacting his revenge on the helpless (almost) inhabitants of the Asakura residence. So far he has claimed the life of many a shaman, but who will be the next to taste death?

Rain poured down in rivets, pounding on the ground relentlessly as thunder and lightning roared thought the skies. Papers blew across deserted sidewalks, animals scurried inside to their safe dens and homes, and in the midst of it all stood one figure, a girl of medium height wearing a red bandanna over her short yellow hair and a black dress, and beads of blue around her neck. She wore no cover to keep the rain out, and as she walked along the darkened road she spoke not a word, but stopped in front of the Asakura house, and stood there staring up at it for a moment before turning, and vanishing back into the darkness, leaving no trace that she had ever been there at all.

Meanwhile in the Asakura residence the remaining survivors had gathered together in the main room, sitting around as the television blared talking, playing games of skill and luck, or watching the television in the hopes of lifting their fallen spirits. They were safe, in a sense from the storm that raged outside, but not from the horror that now lie inside the house; lurking in the shadows waiting for one of them to leave alone, back into the darkness. "Go fish Hao" Yoh grinned, the first grin anyone had seen on him in a long while as he peered over his handful of cards at his twin, who with a straight face was reaching over toward the stack of cards in the center of the table. " You're sure having a bad run of luck there huh Hao?" Lyserg said as he looked up from his magazine and smiled, but then it faded as the room lapsed into silence and they waited for one of chocolove's jokes to be cracked, knowing it would never come. Tamao who had been watching the television suddenly yelped, and pointed at the television as Manta's face filled the screen. " And in other news the former heir to the Oyamada Company Manta Oyadama is still at large. He was sent to the mental institution after killing his friends in cold blood and the attempted murder of one Yoh Asakura Residents of the city are still advised to lock your doors and windows until this homicidal killer is caught. " Yoh felt a knot in his throat, and setting down the cards he stared out the window into the darkness, the memories happier times flashing through his head like one of those old silent films as a voice called his name "Yoh …Yoh wake up!" Yoh blinked and turned to face his brother and the others, staring at him with worried faces . "I'm fine, let's keep playing" He grinned and picked the cards back up, heaving a silent sigh as Hao picked up a card from the deck and added it to his hand " I am sorry my friends"

The merriment went on for a few hours more into the night, and as the sun began to set in the west and the rain cleared away to reveal a lovely rainbow, the group began to pack away their things, and shut off the television, making their way slowly to their rooms exhausted and ready for bed. As Lyserg entered his room he sighed and stretched a little before gazing at himself in the mirror. He had changed a little since the time he had met yoh and the gang, he had gotten just a little taller and had begun to smile just a little more than he used to, but all that seemed to have changed lately. As he gazed into the mirror he noticed the bags under his eyes seemed worse, and that he looked very tired, like he had been a lot recently. " It has to end sometime then they'll go away" but he knew that wasn't true even if the killing did end and he would survive the memories would always be there, yoh had proved that. So as he lay on his futon and snuggled down deep under the covers his eyes fell on a cage hanging near the opened window and a tear came to his eye "Chloe " he didn't know what had ever happened to her, if she had gone over to the other side or was still out there somewhere searching for him, his loyal guardian ghost who he had carelessly abandoned when he joined the x-laws. He didn't know why he had kept the cage, she wasn't there anymore so there was no point carrying it, but every time he tried to get rid of it he couldn't it was like something was stopping him, making him keep her cage "Come back soon, wherever you are" He turned and smiled, then drifted off to sleep, never knowing that would be the last time he ever would see the cage, and this world again. ..

Well that's all for now, but keep your eyes posted for the next chapter to find out the fate of the few remaining shamans.

Sayonara