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Warning: This, instead of a work in third person, is a journal. It will hold crude mentionings of torture, murder, and genocide if you wish to call that. Sexual content is on minimal description, but is implied. Not suitable for the younger readers, hence the rating. It is not for the faint of heart, and in the character's personal view of events expressed via written word. Themes, innuendos, and what some may consider racial slurs may be crossed upon. It's within your best interest to only read on, should you acknowledge and accept said warnings.

August 16th
Entry #7

I've yet to figure out just what exactly brought about Entry #6. The shaky writing would bring me to believe that there was little weight around the quill, but that remains to make no sense. I was the only one in the room, and remain the only one who is able to open up the journal. No name left behind, but everything else seemed to be there with my usual layout for the journal entry. Then I reach the content, and realize how little sense it makes. Let me tell you, if one would think that my normal days make no sense, then they'd be permanently confounded by the mess in that one. Almost every line held a single sentence before skipping another for a completely unrelated message. Or maybe, it's more connected than I've first thought. Let's go through each line... Maybe that way, I can figure out what it's supposed to mean. Either way, I can't have written this while I was asleep, as that's clearly impossible, and even the words remained on the line cleanly.

"Can't stop..."

This is where things begin. With the inability to stop, that means whatever is going on, is either concurrent, or recurring. As far as myself, the closest things are simple to come up with. I can't stop these urges to kill, or fall back on using the human body for a place to stay. Of course, that last one I've held down lately, considering the fact that I've been at this tavern for so long. And the killing issue has also died down. I've been able to restrain myself a little longer now. Which leaves the dreams. I don't care if the dreams won't stop, but the idea of 'can't' is ridiculous. They'll stop, which means they can stop. I'm confusing myself, even! Maybe there's an event I can't stop... Who knows, as it's only two words without any blasted explanation.

"Remaining houses shall come together once again..."

Another thing which refuses to be explained, apparently. Not to mention those ellipses, whatever those should mean. I don't understand what these houses are, much less why they'd be coming together. Maybe an alliance of sorts, but how does that work? Wait... I remember! Sometimes, in the older times, houses would reflect families. At least, I think that's how it works out. So, as far as I can figure out, it's talking about formerly allied families coming together once again. If that's even right, which could be miles away from the initial mark. Not to mention, if there's allies, there are enemies, and a war which would put them together in the first place. Last I checked, there weren't that many wars with this issue that I'd be able to know about. Especially between families and houses. Countries, sure. Species, definitely, as I'm part of that war, but families? I can't make an accurate connection with this, that can be confirmed.

"That which is no longer human remains a threat, yet not the greatest..."

Now this one is much easier to interpret, but I still don't understand why it's in my journal. Something is a threat, which was a human. Humans in themselves are always a threat of something, that's nature, but maybe it's more specific. Hell, I thought I was human, but turned out to be something else. I'm not the greatest of threats to shamans? That'd be awesome to know, as I thought my own actions were on a pretty wide scale. Though this could mean something else. Like there was someone who posed a great danger to people, who was human. So, somehow, they go past the lines and become something else, and are still a threat to whatever society they've been terrifying. With it current, then there's someone greater behind them, possibly managing the strings... That could be true, with stories and whispers from these wizards. I could ask about the greatest of threats in their world, and try to figure out more. Hell, this one could be from reading too many history books lately.

"Tricks and treats, always a desire to be changed..."

The whole trick and treat thing sounds like Halloween, honestly. With that, there are costumes, which reflect a person's ability to be something they're not. No one is completely happy with who and what they are, and always wish for something to be different. That's psychology 101, but doesn't matter. Tricks and treats... Tricking a person, and gaining something, with the hope of changing. That's the most sense I could make of it, relating to people. I'd like that to happen, but it'll just have to happen on it's own over time. I'm not like some high-style citizen of a great country, living the life of luxury, able to just pay off another to change my appearance or anything. How do tricks and treats help people change, though...

"One can never see all the days ahead..."

This one is obvious, but the reason for being written down is something I can't figure out. It's a reminder fortune tellers would always tell their customers, to avoid questions expecting everything to be laid out for them. You just can't predict everything that will happen from today, to a 100 years from now, or even longer. Not to mention, there's no fun in such a thing. You'd have no element of surprise, and life would just be boring. It ruins the purpose of trying to live, if you can see what's going to happen first. That always effects your state of mind, and changes the events which lead to what you see. You not only can't, but shouldn't see those days ahead, unless meant to change it. Though that's my opinion. Why the hell would someone write this down anyways!

"Fate's chains can always be broken. Destiny cannot, no matter what costs are spent to delay it."

I think I've heard this before. Actually, now that I think about it, I definitely have heard it before in Japan. No one is bound by fate, despite what they think. While the event you are fated to go through, and the Fates weave, it's not set in stone. You can break that, and not even go through with it all. Fate is basically led by ones choices and actions to the event which some have been able to figure out by luck. Many people have been known to mix Fate up with Destiny, as similar as they sound. Destiny is the thing which can not be avoided, and is set in stone. Such as one clear destiny for us all; At some point in our journey of life, we shall die. Destiny, however, has been known to be vague in their recordings. Very little details, usually no sense of time when this happens, and just how it will come to be. Like, you don't know for sure when or how you'll die. At the least, I've never run into someone who had seen such an event, and remain sane enough to keep things that way. I'm not making any sense, but there is a clear thing set. Fate can be changed, no matter what one says, and you can choose it. Destiny, no matter how hard one fights, will come to pass. It's best to never thing too hard, or try to go against the currents, or dread such things. I've accepted, myself, that I could die by someone casting or attacking me from behind or in my sleep. I could die of disease, or some freak accident, but it will happen and I'm not afraid. It's said to just be another step in one's true life. Okay, that's a little difficult to explain, but I'll try later with the theories that I've heard.

"Everything happens for a reason..."

Obvious, yet why written down, I can't figure out. I already know that everything happens for a reason. Every little decision, thought, event, and day effects how you are and what happens in the long run. Even something as small as choosing what's for breakfast. You just have to believe that what you do is for the best. It's part of why I've accepted what has happened in my past. If there wasn't the war between demons and shamans, I wouldn't have been taken in by the Shinimori family. Thus, I wouldn't have been beaten and slowly, in some twisted way, made stronger. Which would've led me to be unable to slay so many monsters in the lost demon's names, and I wouldn't be have the Spear of Destiny. That means that I wouldn't have been invited to Hogwarts, or have met and been joined up with Nekheny. Obviously there are downsides, but if the one small event that triggered the war officially didn't occur, I wouldn't be where I am. Hell, I may not have been born. Everything occurs for a reason, and is just part of the grand scheme of things. All is one, and one is all, you could say. Together we're all one, and what one does affects all. Some just cast a bigger wave, and spread faster among more, than others.

If I know these things, then why does it appear in an entry that forms while I rest? There is no logic, and I required no reminder. Either I know and there's no reason, or I don't understand for there is no connection. That's the essence of those lines, as far as I can see. It was bothering me all day, trying to study and figure it all out at the same time. If everything happens for a reason, then what will this result in? My distraction, which will lead to a delay in learning, and me making a fool of myself? That's horrible, but also quite an incentive to work more diligently than before. It's all like a carousel now, in it's round about leads and the words my song. Think too hard would bring those circles to go faster, and cause confusion and insanity.

There's something, though unrelated to the former things, that I noticed over the passing time. Nekheny's been growing. While it's a little amount, it does lead to new discoveries. Such as, she's rarely or never been outside a cage, and had been stunted in growth before. Either that, and, or, she was younger than the caretaker had told me. Though I have to admit, she's been seeming happier, and developing nicely. Definitely stronger than when I first purchased the little girl. I'm glad to have her as a companion, much like you and the Spear of Destiny. All extensions and connections to myself, which reach to depths a person never could. It's pathetic, to think I'll have a closer relationship with a book, weapon, and hawk, compared to any human or demon. Almost to the point that it's depressing, yet also a safety net. If they never get as close, then it'd be a very difficult task to be broken down by them. Keeping isolated from specific beings will be lonely, but maybe necessary. You, in meaning a person in specific and not just what I'm writing in, don't need everything to be happy or to survive. I can live without happiness, and not be torn down, despite how sad the existence could be considered. My tasks are important, and overcome any need for social contact in the list of priorities.

Oh, and I also walked around Diagon Alley again today. Listened in on some conversations, and learned about a nearby hospital. It's called St. Mungos, apparently, and also hold a specialty section. There's someone who was, and I guess still is, famous in the wizard's version of an insane asylum. Just because he couldn't remember a lot, they sent him there. If I was caught, somehow, what would these wizards do with me? Send me to St Mungos, or Azkaban? I'm basically a mass murderer with an unstable psyche due to years of neglect, abuse, malnutrition, and a crappy life in general. In any 'muggle' court case, I'd win the insanity plea without so much as a second glance. Especially if I told them all that my family was made up of shamans, and I found myself to be a demon. Without the glamor charm, scars which riddle my body with inexplicable patterns should show the public just the kind of life I lived. The scars and burns will tell my pity story... Yeah, just what I want. It's the perfect defense, and humiliation.

Which is why no one will know of my past. Should anyone question it, I'll either refuse to answer, or change the subject. No one can force me, and I'll remain safe. There will be dates that I'll prove my instability, and say things as if my family were before me, but there's nothing that will get me to tell those about my past. No amount of torture, or pain, will bring me to surrender that information. I swear upon my mutilated corpse, if anything.

Great, my hands are shaking again. It's starting to effect my writing, but I refuse to stop. I must go on with what happened in the day. It needs to be recorded before my memory fades and it blurs with the other files of information. This method is faster to be recovered for my own convenience.

The Charm textbooks are just about finished. The 6th year information I'll skim through on the last days in the tavern. History is quickly skimmed, so I'm not stressing that. Transfiguration is something I may be able to avoid, but will still be practicing. If for anything, to save myself from humiliation and alienation. The books for Care of Magical Creatures is something I didn't purchase, due to the fact that I mostly just didn't care. There was this one encyclopedia which didn't go too far into detail, on most, if not all, of the magical creatures in this world. That I purchased, as well as the required book for this year, but left the rest to be skimmed in the bookstore. Potions is something simple enough, as I can identify the ingredients well enough, and am not having too much trouble measuring out, but am still hoping that I won't be required to memorize everything. Okay, maybe the effects of the ingredients, but not the potion recipes. Otherwise, I'm giving up and allowing my humiliation there as well. The spells that are covered, and other information in the DADA books was something I skimmed through as well. They were simple enough, but part of me figures it's nothing my spear and I can't handle. So that's covered well enough.

I guess I'll just try to review over everything towards the end of my stay. I want to try and relax, instead of suffering from some panic attack. It's a reasonable, and possible, desire for what time is left for me. I'll relax for the next couple of days, acting my age, and like these people, just for fun. Hell, I never really had a chance to act like a teenager, so it could be fun. Though that includes being too lazy to write in ya, my dear journal. I really don't feel like writing down whom I thought was cute in the alleys, or ugly, or the calories I consumed over time. So, till something interesting occurs, the next entry may not be for a period of time.

On the other subject I normally cover... Dreams. There's a little more I can piece together, but not much. I'm starting to think that the long-haired redhead in the dream is actually a guy. Not only that, but he was strong and had something to do with plants that I haven't figured just yet. No worries, I will before long, hopefully. Even more, these people were all in robes, which brings about the conclusion that it's all about these Hogwarts students. Being all together, and with that narrow hallway, and of course looking over my letter again, I figured out when this will be happening. I think I'm proud of myself, for figuring out a dream that could come true before it happens, and for the first time ever. So on the train right, demons will be attacking the students, and there's something with demons, plants, and a cute guy with long blood red hair.

Now that I think about it... I haven't exactly made the most amount of progress. People will get attacked, some hurt, and hopefully the demon will be killed. I can't figure out everything, much less get the whole event, but have figured out enough in this amount of time. More will come, I'm sure. Okay, I'm not sure, but I'm hoping that there'll be more so I don't go insane trying to figure it all out.

The other dream, which I don't know anything about, but have the aftertaste, is still a mystery. Now I just know that it isn't good, and could be part of something huge. Possibly about the war between demon and shamans. My mind just refuses to remember, apparently, but isn't bothering me too much. Hell, I want to learn about the other dream far more than this. I'm happy to figure out anything now, so details aren't the most important feature of these recordings. At least, not till I want to try and focus my attentions towards the purpose.

Tomorrow, I'll be heading to the pet store again, just to give Nekheny a small checkup. Not that I'm worried over her health, but just to make sure she was supposed to be getting bigger right now. I mean, this is one of the first times she had been trusted to fly out on her own, be fed well, and even hunt for her own food. So it could just be due to a change in diet, but I still don't want to take the chance. Her being my first pet, or live companion, I don't want to have something happen to her so soon. Much less so close to the train ride and the school semester.

So, for the first time in a while, I'm going to get to bed early. There's a big day, and I'll finally get those robes for school instead of wearing these rags. I should have gotten them sized and purchased the first few days I was around, but studying seemed like priority. Leave it to pride to throw a schedule completely off-track. The idea of these black robes, though... They seem so plain, and are going to end up making me seem pale, despite all of the traveling I've done.

Either way, write in ya some other time.

Adieu,
Aya

August 23rd
Entry #8

Almost a week has gone by since my last entry, hasn't it? It's not like I tried to avoid writing in here, but there was nothing to write. It was to be far more convenient to wait till I had something which was actually worth writing down. That was, unless, there is a point to write down what I ate, talked to, and bought. Despite some guises and things that I've shown and shared, I'm not shallow enough to jot down who was hot, and how many calories I ate in a day. Though I could honestly say that this was one of those days that could be considered a no-calorie day. Yeah, so I decided to fast, but it's no big deal. I just wasn't in the mood to eat, if that even makes sense. Humans eat all the time, even when they aren't hungry. It confuses me to no end, and after having a little pig-out yesterday, I decided to wait till my body responded and actually said it needed food. So far, it hasn't, so I didn't eat food. I drank water, of course, but that was all, honestly.

Oh, gods, I can't believe that was actually written. Me, talking about what I ate, as if I was self conscious. These people are starting to rub off on me, and that's in a terrible, terrible, way. If this keeps up, I'll end up writing about boys, and what to wear the next day. Okay, must focus. Journal mission is to keep sense of self, not become self absorbed and like a... A teenage human. I'm a soldier, a messenger, an equalizer, and most definitely demon, despite how I was raised. No one will change that, and I can't pretend to be anything else.

Though soon, that list will have 'student of magic' added to it. To think of all the things I'll learn. Maybe even gain allies, and show people the truth of this war. It'll be another step closer to justice, if I succeed. Though, if I fail, I'm just going to have my ass handed back to me. Not a good thought. Definitely not, if I say so myself.

Naturally, I'm choosing to not fail. Not after having gone so far into this mission. I can feel something growing closer, and hopefully it's the redemption that's been earned for my kind. They'll probably also see me as a monster; At least in a few eyes, but most will see these actions for what they are. I've helped too many so far, to think back and doubt the purpose set forth.

Which means I need to change the subject, before it eats away at me too much.

Good news is that Nekheny seems to be doing alright now. Apparently, there really was nothing wrong with her; Just a little extra growing from getting out. So instead of getting bad news, it was just a sign of me not being a crappy owner... I like the label caretaker better. Yeah... Caretaker is much better than owner, as she's not a thing.

I hope the spear can't feel emotions, or else I'm going to start feeling guilty myself. It seems like it's been forever since I've actually taken it out and put it to good use again. On one hand, I don't want to get rusty and lose the strong connection with my partner. Yet, with the other hand, I don't want to blow my cover and be caught. It'll be hell, when these wizards figure out who and what I am; Especially if they were supportive of the shamans. Considering the probabilities, I'm willing to wager that they definitely didn't like demons. Seriously, all of the ones around here, who were recorded, have a bad reputation. As if monster and demon meant the same thing, we've been condemned and considered evil by everyone but our own kind. I mean, we're not evil, in any way, in my opinion. We may have an aggressive, and different set of morals, but does that make us the bad guys? Okay, occasionally there have been some species and clans which slaughtered and fed off of humans, but it probably was for a good reason.

Not that these people could ever understand. Anything that's considered strange, and not up to par with their society, is considered evil. I mean, what Hitler did during World War II was evil. That's obvious, but not like what I'm doing. Similar, yes, in method, but purpose and the fine differences is what separates us. He did everything in a, mostly, slow and torturous way, over a set ideology in his mind, I'm evening the score in an ongoing war, targeting specific people and families, but also using a quick method of finishing them off. Sometimes, I even avoid mass bloodshed by snapping people's necks. It's that simple, and in no way as cruel as that mad man. This species dares to call us monsters, and not recognize just what they've done over the years. Seriously; I'm a saint compared to those people!

Before I stab a wall, or something, I should change the subject. For now, I'm done with my studies, but will be practicing random chapters, just till the day that I have to move closer to Kings Cross, for the train ride. I haven't been paying attention too much, but while writing about it... There seems to be so little time left here. While it feels like I've just gotten here, it's been almost a month since I've gotten that letter and shacked up in this place. There have definitely been a few issues that needed to be worked out, but honestly... I think it's been for the best, and has only held a somewhat positive effect on me.

Now if I can skip out on the school part, and continue on with my journey, everything would be just perfect. Guess I can't, though, after sending in the reply. It's silly, and even stupid, to be worried about returning to school, but... But...

There are going to be people there! Lots of people, in fact, and I'll have to be with them for 10 months without a true escape. I don't think I can deal with that, and am not sure I want to. It's ridiculous to be thinking about this now, but I can't help it. Nerves have been eating up at me, and only continue to grow deeper under my skin. That's something I don't like, up there with spinach. Let me tell you something, as well... I hate spinach. Both give an irksome feeling, of which is never a good thing. Sure, I'm not a genius, but it doesn't take one to know what's a 'good' and 'bad' feeling. Especially in cases like these.

I proved that I can actually handle a few people at a time, today. So while a large population is a problem, approximately 15 people in the same area is just fine. Want to know how I learned? Well, the other day I went to this store, where there was a bunch of boards and strange living chess pieces. I never learned the normal version, so watched and eventually asked how similar it was to 'muggle' chess.

Apparently, save for the pieces literally tearing each other to pieces, it was mostly the same. There were also a few other games, of which one had these balls of something squirting... I don't know, nor want to know, what it was squirting at the other player's face. That was most likely what was going to be keeping me away from such things. Though the chess looked interesting, and someone was nice enough to help me out with learning the game. I don't understand why they thought I was 'muggle-born,' though... Deciding to shrug that part off, we continued the teaching game, of which I lost; Obviously. I was actually thinking of stopping by that place a few more times, to just try the game out a little more, and understand the piece moves, rules, and such.

Actually, I want to learn, so I can also learn how to read other people's moves. Play a game, and you know the person's usual strategy in, just about, everything. What pieces they protect, and relate it to whom is in the person's life, or who they're willing to sacrifice. Relate a game of chess to real life, and understand the opponent's game well enough, and you can predict whichever move would come up. Personally, I think it'd be easier to just learn how to see into the future. That way, you don't have to restudy every time you face a new enemy.

Which is probably why there's there saying. Never play a game of chess with someone whom could become your enemy in the future. If they can read your moves better than you reading theirs, you're basically screwed. Am I right? Of course I am; Not like you can answer in return...

I already know my plans. They change, depending on the situation, which means it'll never be the same twice. Yes, the strategy would be similar, but never completely the same. Sometimes, I'll focus on certain targets at a time, then make my way up, or down, in the ranks. Either get rid of the most powerful shaman first, and let the remaining become easy pickings, or start with the small fries and gain more experience for the boss. It's always been based on my mood, the weather, how large the city and who was listed in the books that I always carried around with me. Though all of those records were now in my vault, with all the cash I've gained over time. I don't see a problem with integrating this towards chess. In fact, it could work to my advantage, if they seem 'off the charts' enough to confuse those I play against.

This could actually become something to enjoy, instead of avoiding.

Maybe I'll just stick with checkers, instead of trying to learn new games. It's easier, and I'm too lazy to think on a leisurely activity. Too lazy for that, but not too lazy to write a journal entry? I don't think that makes much sense, but I'll take what I can get. If I end up thinking too much on this situation, I'll just end up stopping short; Which isn't good, because I have more to write about. A lot more, I think, actually. Especially if this astrology stuff, that I read over lately, was applied correctly over the last few nights. It's ridiculous to focus so much on these dreams, and the planetary, and stellar, alignment, but I can't help it. There's just this internal feeling that I should focus on this subject. In fact, that feeling's only grown since I arrived in England.

Now on the subject of these dreams, which I mentioned in the older entries. While following these nifty tips which were in some of the dream journal books, back in one of the stores, I was able to remember more of the skits. Almost like an old movie, with a few skips in the picture and sound, or the tiniest of time lapses. Either way, it's far better than before, now that I've been trying to actually get a grasp on what's been going on. Not that I've been turning obsessed, but I mentioned the internal feeling before. It's almost like I should remember, and figure this whole thing out. Except for one tiny, little, microscopic problem with this dream.

It's been changing as it repeats in a night.

One version of the train ride was mostly in the darkness, and the train was ripped apart with some of the students just surviving, to only fall prey by more gangs of demons. I lived through, once getting through their heads who I was, but then... It ended, as a light from behind me came and hit the back of my head. There was another, where too many of the students fell prey to the stench of the demon world. Considering the fact that I almost collapsed from the stuff, it wouldn't be surprising if the air could melt a humans lungs. That shit's almost melted my lungs; Forget the humans.

There were about three other variations of the same scene, including the first one where I was groping around the long-haired redhead. It's going to sound a little stupid, but I think these are all some kind of warning of all the things that could happen. Of course, I'd rather not have to deal with demons, at all, on this trip. How I'm getting these warnings, however, is another story. I don't know if there are others getting the same messages, either. I mean, it's not very promoting to ones reputation to go up to a stranger and ask if they've been having any recent dreams about demons attacking a bunch of Hogwarts students on their train ride to the school. To look like a crazy person, whether or not I really am one, isn't on the list of priorities. In fact, that's one of the things I'm to prevent from happening!

I need to relax, before my nerves cause the death of me. Right... Right, maybe there is a logical explanation. When in Japan, I was told about how spirits, who aren't ready to move on, stay around. That they can pass on messages to the living, through dreams. Maybe it's a spirit, connected to those people, or the school, trying to let me know that way, on what could happen. It's never happened to me before, exactly, but I'm sure it's only because of the fact that I have the Spear of Destiny. That's what got me into Hogwarts, so maybe that's what is attracting the spirit.

Hope they know that I'm not one of the 'good guys,' though. Okay, I may not be evil, but it doesn't mean that I would do something about the situation. On the other hand... If it gets me a kiss and a chance to feel that hot guy up...

Okay, maybe for the greater good, I'll go off my usual track, and help these people. I mean, they need someone, so why not me? It'll probably also be a great chance to develop my skills, and build up some character.

What am I kidding... This is for total, and complete, personal gain issues. I know what's considered attractive, and that guy could be considered the idol of it.

The other strange dream, where I don't even remember anything, hasn't really happened again. The 'after taste,' however, is still strong. Like it's trying to bug me, but just can't, because I'm that awesome. Sure, that's close on being conceited, but that's only because it's true. That, and I feel like writing in a slightly silly mood. It happens, occasionally. Not like I can keep it in at all times, like my ki. Another thing which I want to release, but then it'd identify me as a demon, and I just can't have that happening. Not only does it ruin my cover, but then it makes it hard to fit in with a castle of students my age. Them; Students of magic for some amount of years, all human, or mostly so. Then there's me; The demon who's exterminated shamans for about a year. Even though I'd only go after shamans, they'll just alienate me like I'm some freak.

I hate peer-to-peer cliques. They just piss me off, if a little of my true information came out. As if, just because they're more psychologically stable, they're so much better than me. Know what? I'd like to see them try to deal with years of torture, both mental and physical, and be in one piece!

Wow, almost lost my temper there. Nope, can't have that happen. Only those who aren't careful lose their temper so easily. I mean, I'm only writing, and to have rage come out from something as small a task as that... It's ridiculous! I'll have to keep it under a little more control, to avoid snapping in school. Oh... That would definitely be a bad bad thing. Kind of like 'tree good, fire bad,' type of thing. Just replace 'tree' with 'control,' and 'fire' with... With... Something that makes sense with what I was talking about, that's bad.

I need to restock on some of my supplies. Practicing potions, and other things, depleted some of my resources. The robes came in, finally, including the dress one. It's actually a jade green color, as I thought it'd look good with my hair and skin. That, and to avoid people from noticing the red in my eyes. Sure, it's not extremely noticeable, but it wouldn't take too long to notice that strange color. Then I'd have to explain, secrets get out, the person freaks and I'd have to kill them. That leads to clean up, as there'd surely be a mess, and I'd have to go into hiding, or cover up my tracks perfectly. Murder is just so messy these days. At least, in this realm it is; Unlike Makai, where you can get away with destroying more than enough people, and gain a great reputation. I mean, it worked for me. Hell, they see me as a bloody savior!

Right... Tomorrow. Supplies, learn more about the Wizards Chess, and study a little more for Hogwarts. I'm sure it's going to start with the rainy issue soon enough, so that means there'll be even less to write. I mean, I'll be stuck inside, writing about the weather. How boring is that? Not exactly my idea of fun...

Adieu,
Aya


August 26th
Entry #9

The past few days have been slow, I'm glad to report. Want to know why this makes me glad? It means that everything is calming down, and I can relax a little more. Of course, this would also mean that I'm not to be dealing with the problems of being caught. Well, I do have to worry about that, but not as much now, is what I mean. At least, I think I believe that's how it's to be.

With other news; It's been raining for a few days now. I think it's about to let up, but that doesn't change how depressing that makes this. Dark skies, even as the sky should be shining through, to release that which dampens everything. Not just the environment, ground, clothes, but people's moods. I mean, it may be refreshing for the plants, but it's only a negative sign. Did you ever see those movies, or at least hear about them? All of the worst things happen while it's raining. That, or it causes flashbacks to the worst of things. I can't say much towards myself with that last part, as there's really nothing that would spark a good memory.

Other than that, I've also been getting a strange feeling. While not completely sure about it, I think I've been sensing powerful, inhuman, energies nearby. I can't say what kind of people, or even if they are people, but I can sense that those beings are strong, whoever they are. Earlier, I walked around the city, but only was willing to go a few blocks before heading back. The sources weren't in that range, but I didn't mind so much. If everything is better tomorrow, I'll try to find them.

Which only makes me more envious of those people back in Japan. You know, those people who mentored me for the short time that I told you about, in an earlier entry. Which one, I don't feel like finding out, but it'd not the most recent entries. Probably one of the first ones, if anything. That's beside the point, however. What I was meaning to say, was that they are so skilled. They could figure out if it was a human, demon, or animal and how much stronger than they were the being was. Not only that, but apparently one could figure out another's intent the same way; Yet another thing I haven't learned. Who knows, maybe I'll return someday, and try to learn about all of those finer details.

So, that trip only resulted in me getting wet, and having to spend most of the day drying off the 'muggle' way as these people seem to call it. I don't get what's so wrong about letting the air dry my hair, instead of using the wand unnecessarily. I can think of many more uses, despite them being unethical, to use the wand without wasting magic. Okay, sure, many would consider such an idea 'nasty' and 'gross,' but I never said I did that. It's just a better idea than using it for frivolous tasks like drying one's hair and lighting up a room. I thought normal humans were lazy, these people could win the Pulitzer prize for such a category.

These people will eventually learn how to deal with things a little more efficiently. I mean, no more needless wand waving and all that kind of crap. At least, that's what I hope will happen, and sooner rather than later. Want to know something else? I can't wait to be there and watch these people fall off of their high horses when it does happen. There'll be some huge attack, and where the normal people have no trouble keeping it away, their magic does no good against the enemy. I won't even help, or give them advice, to save their sorry asses. Just sit on the sidelines, and enjoy the show. Maybe I'll bring donuts, or even coffee to care for any needs of rest, or anything like that. Who knows? I may go so far as to root for the other side, just to get a rise out of these people.

On the other hand, maybe not. It's a little too degrading to go down to such a level, considering the fact that I know my place far better than these wizards. A betrayal is something I wouldn't have to put someone through, considering I know how it is to deal with it myself. I mean, that's part of the reason why I never say I'm on someone's side till I'm completely sure about the decision.

Wait, what am I saying? No one has asked me to take sides at all. It's ridiculous to think about coming up with plans like that at this point.

Let's shift to a different subject. Something like the dreams, perhaps? I've been getting a longer look at what was to happen. Unfortunately, it was with yet another skip in the event. This proved that I was on a train, which means this whole thing could be going down on the day that the students head over to this Hogwarts place. The good news is that I got another look at the cue redheaded guy again. Bad news, however, was that it was after I jumped from one car that was falling off, onto the other. He did fall in my arms though, which was pretty awesome. So, despite the other stuff I've been seeing, apparently everything was going to go as well as one could expect. Especially if you think about how these people only hear about demons in myths. Other than that, they have 'magical creatures,' which are just animals of a different spirit energy than the ones 'muggles' know of.

I could only imagine how the coming school year would turn out. Who knows how many lives will be lost this year; With the school having lost students at some point in the more recent years. I heard all about it from a few graduates that were going around Diagon Alley. I think they were helping their younger siblings get supplies. Either that, or hitting the bank for a withdrawal, or deposit.

Nekheny returned today, as well, with a plump rodent in her talon's grasp. With the hunting, and my own feeding times for her, she's gone through quite the growth spurt. Definitely healthier than before, that's for sure. I think she's also been noticing the strange feeling in the air, as if there was someone studying the webs of magic around the city. She's one intelligent avian out of the flock, I can tell you that much. In fact, in the short time she's been in my presence, Nekheny has been able to tell the difference in my moods. One of the nights, when I was having a bit of a nightmare, I woke up to see her preening my hair; Almost as if she were comforting me. It was creepy, a little strange, but wicked awesome, all at the same time.

She'll probably love Hogwarts, even if they keep her from staying in the same dorm as me. A bunch of fellow feathered friends, live prey for miles on end, without too much competition, and she was also free to soar among the skies. Considering the fact that I really have no friends, she also won't have to worry about being forced to go on little missions.

Part of me just wishes that I could keep her forever. Forever, or the rest of her life span; Whichever came first.

Anyways, there isn't much more to report, I need to admit. There were a few things that I was thinking of, but now it's really nothing. Tomorrow I'll continue to search for that energy source, as they say the rain will have stopped by then. Which means I won't have to worry about melting. Yeah, there's a lame joke there. I'm never watching Wizard of Oz again.

There's a good reason for me cutting this short, though. It's probably form having dried off the way I did, instead of using magic. Not that I had an actual reason then to bother, but it's possible I'm going to get a cold. I mean, there's the dizziness going on, and a slight sniffle. I'm guessing that there'd just be a little congestion, if anything. A demon's immune system is stronger than a humans, but when it comes to things like the cold, there's nothing but uncharted seas. Who knows how that plays out, when taking into account all of the various strands of the virus. Anyways, I'll report again tomorrow, if I actually do manage to search the city again.

Adieu,
Aya