Welcome reader to the fourth chapter of our horrifying little tale. I hope you all are prepared to scream along once more as the story continues, but first a brief thank you. Thank you to all who have reviewed "Return to Horror House" so far, I'm glad you like it. Now onto the story and disclaimer.
Disclaimer: I don't own Shaman king or any of its characters.
Yet another day full of uncertainty as rain fell down from the heavens, forming puddles everywhere and feeding life into the flowers Tamao who being the only remaining female in the Asakura household sighed as she rolled the futon up and carefully slid it into the dark closet. It had been only a day since the discovery of lyserg's body strangled to death while he slept. Ever since she had first returned to this house she had felt something was wrong, something horrible that threatened to consume them all. She didn't want to come here, but at the insistence of Hao and the thought of being close to Yoh once more she caved and joined them. However she had second thoughts now as she had seen the dead bodies of her companions, people who had once laughed, cried, fought, and sat alongside her.
As Tamao hummed she silently wished for the comfort of her spirit partners Konchi and Ponchi, and the other ghosts who had mysteriously vanished a year before the first killings. The house seemed so silent without them, and it just wasn't the same to her without them. Then a smile traced itself over her face at that moment as she remembered how they had tricked her into believing Ryu and manta had been coming to hurt Yoh. How silly she had been, and she was almost glad Anna had been there to rescue them before her arrow had impaled Manta. " I'm Done!" But no answer came, the only sound was people laughing from the television, Yoh and Hao were watching an old comedy show. It seemed so nice, to have Hao well finally, and reunited with his twin brother, his good side. They made such a good pair, but it seemed so odd with the house that had once been filled with noise and friends empty except for them, the three survivors.
Tamao made herself useful around the house, without Anna to boss them around and make them do chores the house had gone to waste. Weeds choked the bushes, grass, and trees and moss hung from the frame of the tall two –story house. The inside however was worse than the outside, dirt sat in the unreachable cracks, pizza and ramen boxes scattered about the floor along with dust bunnies and dirty clothes. It had been a real mess until Tamao had come, and now that she had she was glad to be back. Rolling up another futon in Hao's room a glint of something shiny caught her eye, and as she picked up the item she looked down into the faces of a group of two young boys, one watching the other from far away in a tree, long brown hair and familiar eyes, the other had short hair of the same color , and wore a pair of familiar orange headphones around his neck withy a black uniform , the same one yoh had worn in the shaman tournament, it was a younger Yoh and Hao . Tamao being as kind and sweet as she was smiled at this, for she cared greatly for yoh, and a bit for his newly changed brother. As she set down the picture back onto the large wooden desk she noticed two more pictures, both of the entire group before, and after the shaman tournament. "Such happy times " She looked down into their smiling faces, and tears slid down onto the faces, like raindrops from threatening clouds
Like a panther he crept slowly, silently through the halls, stalking his prey. Eyes focused as the glint of something shining brightly from the midday sun lighted his face. He was determined not to miss this time, and made sure his target was alone before slowly pushing the sliding door aside and making his way toward her.
What will happen to Tamao? And where is Yoh and Hao? Will anyone survive the latest rein of terror that has descended upon the Asakura Household? Stay tuned to find out!