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Chapter 5:


A month has passed and with each day and night that passes, more stories of nightly noises, thunderous footsteps or of things being thrown across the room would emerge.

None of which Judy Tate believed.

"You all just have overactive imaginations," she would scold. "Stop being so foolish and grow up."

The days in the house were growing difficult, and the nights were just unbearable.

Max was scared to sleep in his own room by himself, but what other choice does he have? His mum won't believe him and it's not like he can just pack up and move out. Where would he go? He feels like crying sometimes.

Eddy and Steve have grown considerably quiet, not daring to make any jokes of the situation in fear that they may provoke whoever, or whatever was in this house. Wherever they went, they were constantly looking over their shoulders, expecting to find some horrible creature behind them. But much to the relief, they would see nothing. Although frustrated at the feeling of someone glaring at them, it was better than actually seeing anything.

Michael, it seems, to have suffered the worst of the ghostly activities. He would often see things from the corner of his eye. Have things thrown at him. He has even been attacked by some unseen force. He was often found in Rick's company, finding some sort of comfort with the older American. It seems that no matter where Michael went, something paranormal would happen to him, be it alone or with the company of his male teammates.

The guys have decided to stop telling Judy and Emily about what has been happening to them. After lights go out, they would sneak into one room and sleep together. They might be a little too old to be sneaking into each others rooms, but it was better than facing what this house has to offer them alone.

They know that something has to be done. But what? Judy won't believe them. Neither will Emily. Why? Isn't anything happening to them?

Maybe something has happen to them, but they refuse to admit anything. Either way, they're stuck in this house until Judy says that their training has been complete. How ever long that may be.

… … … … …

Kai stretched his arm over his head and yawned softly. He has always hated flying. The long trips make him so tired. He shook his head and placed his ear against his phone once again, listening to his red hair teammate speak.

"Yes, I've just landed in America, Tala," he yawned again. "I shall be back in a couple of days. Have you and the others gathered all the new equipment?… Yes? I'm glad… I'm sure that new case shan't take long, especially with the new equipment… No, Tala, you cannot kill Ian… For he does not deserve such a painful way to pass on. Even if you do take him from this world, I will still be able to contact him and he will invade your dreams, do you wish for that to happen?…I did not think so."

A car horn interrupted Kai for a moment.

"I must go now, my guide is here, I'll call later. Bye," Kai flicked his phone shut and grabbed his bag.

He walked over to a long, black limo. A tall elderly man stepped out ad opened the car door or Kai to enter.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, young master Kai. I was sent here by the BBA to assure that you have a safe trip."

Kai bowed his head slightly in greeting and thanks. He stepped into the limo, and took a seat. The elderly man followed him inside, and then proceeded to tell him about the Indian burial grounds.

"How much of the soil have they disrupted during their digging?" Kai asked.

"They have unearthed three graves before they stopped working," The elderly man explained.

"I see," Kai frowned. "They will be quite upset as can be imagined. Hopefully, they will listen to reason."

After a half an hour drive, they reached the developing suburbs of a growing mining town. As soon as Kai stepped out of the limo, he sensed many unhappy individuals. He walked away from the limo to stand in the middle of the burial sight. The elderly man that had accompanied him, stayed with the workman, giving him room to work effectively.

Why do you disrupt our sacred burial sight? Came a haunting voice, a voice only Kai can hear.

He kneels on the ground, his feet folded underneath him, as he lays his hands on his knees. "I mean you know harm or disrespect. I have been asked here to be a somewhat of a negotiator."

There is nothing to negotiate.

"The people here do not mean any disrespect. They did not know that you have been laid here to rest many years before," Kai said, making sure to keep his aura free, light and positive. "But please, they wish to build a veterinary hospital here. They wish to build a haven for the sick and injured animals. Those of caring nature wish to help the creatures of this land."

Kai stayed silent for a moment, as he felt the presence of animal spirit guides surround him. "Please, I implore you, let them continue to build. I will personally see to it that your earthy remains with be removed with great care and well looked after."

This sacred sight will only be used to help the creatures of this earth.

Kai nodded. "Yes, of course. The creatures of the earth will be most thankful for your kindness and generosity."

A soft breezed picked up, causing his hair to dance about playfully. Kai folded his hands over his heart and thanked the spirits for being so generous. He stood up and walked back towards the limo.

"Sir?" Asked the elderly gentleman.

"Construction can continue, but first, the earthy remains of these amazing people must be carefully removed and placed somewhere safe," Kai said. "And only those who genuinely care for the wellbeing of animals may work here. The animal guides will make sure of that."

"Understood sir, shall I organized the exhume?"

"Yes, please," Kai nodded. "In the meantime, I wish to speak more with these native Americans. They seem too kind, and I wish to know more about their culture."

… … … … …

Rick sat on the old couch in the lounge room. It was late and he couldn't sleep, even though he felt exhausted. The last month had been hell. After the third day training had all but disappeared, as Judy grew increasing frustrated and had all but stop talking to everyone. Even Emily had refused to leave her room. Michael is constantly suffering from all things paranormal, Max is prone of sudden bouts of crying, Eddy has all but forsaken sleep and Steve refused to left in a room by himself.

Before they entered this house, none of them believed in anything other than science, but Rick would like to see science explain what's happening here.

Rick was watching a rather thrilling episode of Americas most wanted when the TV clicked itself off. Thinking nothing of it, Rick clicked it back on.

A few moments later the TV turned off again. Annoyed, Rick leaned forward to turn it back on, but paused. In the reflection on the TV Rick saw three tall, male like individuals standing behind him, in the doorway, in a row. He whipped around, expecting to see three guys standing there, but saw nothing but empty space.

He turned back to the TV only to have it flick back on with nothing back static.

Get out!

A voice came through the TV, a voice so threatening, so frightening, that cause Rick to jump to his feet and flee the lounge room. He ran upstairs, only to stop halfway and look towards the lounge room again. The image of the three men standing behind him will forever be burned into his mind.

This place it haunted, but not by one ghost, but by three, and by something else. Something that isn't exactly human.

Enough was enough. Rick decided that they have to do something. They can't stay here any longer. They've all changed for the worst, especially Michael, the poor kid has been punched, doors open and close on him, had things thrown at him and scared out of his mind. They don't deserve this. They shouldn't have to take this.

But…

But what can they do? They can't very well grab Judy and Emily, shove them in the van and drive the hell away from this hell house. As tempting as that sounds, they can't loose their heads and do something totally insane.

But if they don't get out now, they will go insane. Talk about being between a rock and a hard place.

Talking of rock, Rock Bison can't help much since he, along with the rest of the American's bit beast are artificial. If only he had a sacred spirit, maybe then they could offer some protection.

That, or they would only anger the spirits here. And the last thing Rick wants to do is piss the spirits off more than they already are.

A sickly feeling swells in the pit of his stomach. The feeling of hopeless entrapment. They were being held hostage in a strange house, captive by several unseen foes, with no way out in sight.

Throwing one last glance at the lounge room, Rick ventured upstairs, into one of the bedrooms where the guys were all sleeping in. As he stepped inside the gentle sound of someone sniffling reached his ears. He followed the noise and noticed that it was coming from Michael.

"Michael?" Rick gently nudged the shorter teen.

Michael sat up, his hand covering his cheek. "It hurts," he whispered.

"What?" Rick asked. "What hurts?"

Slowly, Michael removed his hand from his cheek, biting back a sob.

There on his cheek was three scratch marks, no, claw marks, that start just before his ear, over his cheek and ends on his chin.

Rick felt his eyes widen and quickly pulled him into his arms, holding him close as sobs racked his now sickly thin frame. All he could do was hold him, even being in the same room as three others and a sacred turtle bit beast offered very little protection.

That's it. They have to get out now, before one of them dies.


Aw, poor Michael T.T

Michael: O.o? What are you doing to me?

…I'm not through with you yet. Bwahahahahahahahaha!

Michael: (is scared)

Next chapter: Kai, meet the new fearful All stars.

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