Well, I'm back!

I know this is short (less then a week after submitting Chapter One) but I'v actually been working on this story for a while so I had this chaper almost done already.

Well, I've got nothing less to say but this:

Read ad enjoy! (And once your done please review!)


Cap. 2: Murder in the Factory

A couple of days later the STN-J was forced to put the orbo bullet case on hold when they were called to the gory scene of the murder a witch named Aya Deki. She'd been found in an old factory warehouse. None of the STNJ members liked warehouses. They had time honored theory that warehouses were cursed and the place where all their problems began. They believe that every day that went without having to go in one was a good day. When they got to the warehouse the first thing they saw was the words; all witches deserves to burn in the flames of hell, written in blood on the front door. The most disturbing part was inside however. Aya's dead body lay ripped to pieces on the floor and her blood covered almost everything in sight. Karasuma went pale and began to tremble at the sight of the grotesque murder. She began to back away. "I can't do it!" She exclaimed and she fled outside to throw up.

Michael, Doujima and Sakaki watch with concern as Karasuma fled. They turned to follow her outside but Raven stayed where she was. When Haruto noticed this he asked, "Raven aren't you coming with us? You don't have to stay here you know."

"It's okay. I really don't mind all of the blood." Rave replied coolly.

The others looked completely shocked. Raven not having a problem with the blood and death in that room didn't make sense. How could she stand it? However they were more than happy to leave Raven with the gory scene the others turned and went outside to find Karasuma. They found her a few moments later sobbing and throwing up in the grass. "You okay Karasuma?" Inquired Doujima.

"I know that girl. She's a friend of mine. It's just too much for me, I can't do it!" Karasuma explained.

Karasuma buried her head into her jacket and burst into a fresh flood of tears. Michael helped her to her feet and into the car. Karasuma sobbed the whole way back. Michael made no attempt to interrupt her, figuring she'd talk when she was ready. About a half an hour after they had returned to the flat Karasuma horse and puffy eyed appeared and joined Michael in the coffee room. She was still visibly upset although she seemed to have it mostly under her control now. Michael offered her a glass of ice water and Karasuma accepted gratefully. Quietly she drank some and set it on the counter. She breathed deeply and turned to face her partner. "Michael, that witch. She was more than just that to me. She, she was my friend."

Michael looked surprised and confused, "You where friends with her?"

It took Karasuma several moments to collect her self before she answered. "I know what it looks like but we met when we where just kids way back in first grade. It wasn't until twelve years later, right before our high school graduation that I learned she was a witch."

"But, if she was a witch she would have been on our witch list."

"She was. One of the last ones, way down at the very bottom."

"What where her powers?"

"She could control others emotions."

"But wouldn't that make her dangerous."

"No, because she never lost control or used them to harm others, so, it took forever for the STN-J to even find out she was a witch. When they did identify her they didn't consider her a threat because of that."

"How strong was she?"

"She wasn't nearly as strong as some of the witches we've had to take out but her power was extremely well controlled and precise allowing her to effectively use them on a witch stronger than she was."

Michael whistled. "I'm surprised she wasn't a hunter herself with those powers."

"She was. She and her husband moved to Europe where she worked for the STN in Spain and France."

"Wow. What was she doing in Japan?"

The silence before Karasuma answered this time was even longer then the last one. "Visiting me. It had been my idea. I had invited her to spend some time with me in Japan since she hasn't been home in ages. We were supposed to meet at Harry's at six o'clock . . ."Karsuma's voice trailed off as her eyes filled with tears.

"And now that." Michael finished.

Karasuma nodded weakly and her lip trembled.

Back at the where house Doujima and Sakaki retuned inside to find Raven examining the body. She was so busy in fact she didn't even hear them enter. "Raven did you learn anything?" Haruto inquired.

Raven stared at him with a creepy expression which could almost be read as her trying to express sympathy and hate at the same time. "I did." Raven began slowly "Who ever did this wanted her to suffer a lot. She was attacked from behind with this collar (Raven pointed to a blood soaked metal band around the neck of the victim) which paralyzed her and made her defenseless against the witch. The witch proceeded to torture her slowly until he or she finally killed her.

"How horrible!" Doujima exclaimed.


I know none of that made sense to any of you who've just read it. All I got to say is, trust me. It will eventually make senseasI get farther into the story. I promise. So please bear with me for now. Chapter three will be done soon so please stick around for more . . .