"(I wonder if mom would even let me leave in the first place)". After talking with his dad on the phone, Ninten didn't know what to do. The basement was normally locked and he didn't know where the key was, so he couldn't get the journal his dad talked about, and then there was the whole traveling thing. While it would be awesome and he was curious as to what was happening everywhere else, but at the same time he didn't know how dangerous it would be. Then there was the issue of his mom and if she would even let him leave in the first place. He decided to tell her about what his dad said to see what her reaction would be. "Hey mom can I talk to you about something?"
"Sure thing sweetie, I'm in your room right now."
Ninten entered his room and saw that his mom had already cleaned up what was left of his lamp.
"What is it Ninten?"
"(Well now's probably the best chance I'll have)" he thought to himself as he hoped his mom wouldn't freak out.
"So, I just talked with dad about what happened and he said it was probably a poltergeist. The wierd thing is that apparently this stuff has been happening all over America recently.
"A poltergeist?" Ninten's mom was hesitant to believe this, but decided it was somehow logical. After all, a toaster doesn't just fly by itself. "Well I suppose if a boy can have psychic powers then it's possible for poltergeists to exist. Did he say anything else?"
And now for the part Ninten was dreading telling her. "Well, speaking of my powers, dad suggested that I actually travel around America and train them. I'm still not sure if I want to or not, but I was thinking about going into town to think about it and to see if there are more poltergeist attacks. (Ugh. I definitely could have been less blunt about it. I hope she doesn't freak out.)"
He waited for an answer as a silence filled the room. After a few seconds, his mom let out a sigh. "Well, I guess I shouldn't be surprised your father recommended something like that. Besides you getting used to your powers would be a great thing". She said, with a bit of sadness in her tone. She already knew Ninten would make up his mind and leave soon, he was to much like his father to do anything else. But she couldn't help but worry about his safety if these things really were happening everywhere else. "But you should wait until morning before you go into town. I don't want you walking around when it's dark out."
"Yeah, I was definitely going to wait until morning, I just wanted to tell you about the traveling thing."
"Thank you sweetie, I promise I'll support you whether or not you stay." She kneeled over to hug her son, who eagerly hugged her back.
"Thanks mom." The hug continued for a good couple of seconds before he remembered what else he wanted to ask her. Oh mom, one more thing, do you know where the basement key is? Dad said great grandpa's journal was in there and it might know something about our stuff attacking us."
"Hmmm... Sorry but I don't remember where I put it. Maybe your sisters know?"
"Ok I'll go ask them, thanks again mom".
As Ninten went to Mimmie's room to ask about the key's whereabouts, she ran out the door and noticed him. "Oh! Ninten! Check this out!" She proceeded to drag the confused Ninten into her room as she picked up the doll that had attacked her earlier.
"Look!" To Ninten's surprise, she proceeded to pop off the dolls head.
"What? Why would you do that?"
"It was loose from when you slammed it against my dresser, but when I took it off I found this inside of it." She took small, blue music box from out of the dolls body. It was hardly the size of Ninten's hand, and it didn't have any decorations on it, but the most surprising part was how it had went unnoticed and hadn't made a sound from inside the doll the entire time they've owned the doll.
"A music box? How did that even get there?"
"It still works too. Listen to it."
After Mimmie has wound up the music box, a melody began to play. Even though it only lasted for a second, it was still calming and really nice, so Ninten remembered it.
"Wow, I'm surprised it still works. Have you shown mom?"
"Not yet, I was about to but then I saw you. Do you need something?"
"Oh right, ( I need to stop getting distracted so easily) do you know where the key to the basement is?"
"Nope, sorry. Did you check with mom?"
"No, she said to ask you and Minnie."
"Well maybe Minnie knows then, because I have no idea. I'm going to go show this mom. Good luck finding it".
As she ran to find their mom, Ninten walked over to Minnie's room, the mystery of the music box not leaving his mind. He decided to focus on the key, and knocked on Minnie's door when he could reach it.
"Hey Minnie can I come in?"
"What do you need bro?"
"Do you know where the basement key is?"
"Why do you need that?"
"I called dad about the lamps and he said great grandpa's journal in the basement might have answers."
"I don't know."
This wasn't the answer he wanted to hear, but he couldn't get mad at his sister for not knowing where it was. "Alright, thanks."
"Bye"
"(Great I still have no idea where it could be)"
He decided to start looking for the key upstairs. After wasting thirty minutes trying to find it, Ninten gave up looking for it up there and headed downstairs, but quickly got distracted again by an amazing smell coming from the kitchen.
"Mom are you making ribs?"
"Of course. I thought it would be good to help take our minds off of what happened today."
Ninten loved his mom's prime ribs. He thought they where the best food to exist, so hearing this naturally made him happy. Of course he wasn't the only one that was happy, as the Mick, the family dog was patrolling the kitchen. Trying to get at least a tiny piece.
"So did have any luck finding that key?"
"No, I couldn't find it upstairs and neither of the girls knew where it was. Speaking of them, did Mimmie show you the music box she found?"
"What music box?"
"I guess she didn't. For some reason she found a music box inside her doll. It still works too."
"I'll have to ask her about it later. As for the key, maybe you should check in the couch cushions. Everything seems to find its way their somehow".
"{Key? What key.}"
Being psychic also meant that Ninten could understand animals, which honestly wierded his mom and sisters out at first but they got used to it. Of course being able to talk to Mick was incredibly useful as he saw was able to tell Ninten if his sisters where trying to be sneaky.
"Nothing boy I'm just trying to find the basement key"
"{I know where it is.}"
"You do?" Ninten said, surprised the dog knew what a key was in the first place.
"{Look on my collar. Your dad gave it to me. Something about "safekeeping."}"
Ninten slid Mick's collar off and sure enough, there was a key attached to it.
"What the… Hey mom the key was on Mick's collar for some reason."
"Really? I'll have to ask your father about that
"Thanks buddy"
"{No problem. You can thank me by giving me some of your ribs during dinner."}
"We'll see about that." He chuckled and gave the dog a pat on the head, then he walked over to the basement door.
Sure enough when Ninten used the key, it slid right into the lock and he was able to unlock the door. A short descent of stairs was on the other side. He walked down and found a light switch at the bottom, which he quickly flicked on. Thankfully a light in the center of the room flickered and stayed lit, illuminating the nearly pitch black room. It was obvious that nobody had been down there in ages, as just about every step he took kicked up dust. "(Sheesh I hope my asthma doesn't act up)"
While searching through the piles of junk to find the journal, he found an old but recognizable plastic baseball bat. "(Oh wow, I've always wondered where this thing went. How did it get here though? ... Whatever, I'm taking it.)"
[Got plastic bat]
Searching through the basement a little more, Ninten found his great grandpa's journal amoung some other wierd books he didn't have an interest in. It was just as dusty as the other things but he was able to make out the words on the front.
Property of George
The book was small, but it felt oddly heavy in Nintens hands. It was clear it had been untouched for a long time.
"(I'm pretty sure dad said grandpa's name was George, but why isn't his last name on it?)"
[Got GGF's diary]
Not wanting to kick up any more dust, Ninten left the basement and put the key back on Mick's collar, but not before locking the basement again.
"Did you find that journal sweetie?"
"Yea mom. I'm going to go upstairs and read this thing. Call me when dinner is ready." He replied hastily. He didn't know why but he felt drawn to the book.
He hurried upstairs and flopped down on his bed. Unfortunately most of the pages were gone and some of the letters had faded, but he could still make out some of it.
Password
... The one who lost his tail
The forgotten one ... the ship that sails...
"(What the heck is this supposed to be? A password for what?)" He kept reading.
PSI techniques "(this looks interesting)"
In my studies of PSI, I have discovered several things. There are a multitude of PSI abilities, more then I dare imagine. But one person is not capable of learning all of them. In my practicing I have noticed that I will go into a fever like state when I am about to learn a new technique, and then a voice will ring in my head with the name of said technique. However it is not until these events transpire that I am truly able to use a technique properly. Most of these abilities have certain levels to them, with each varying in intensity. However, a person is not able to cast these abilities whenever they feel like it. You must expend a certain amount of psychic energy to power these abilities, with the amount needed varying on the technique used. This energy replenishes naturally after a good nights rest, however I have discovered plants and other items that replenish this energy instantly. The following is the list of PSI I have discovered, as well as any notes on them.
PSI Lifeup
This can miraculously close wounds, even as dire as broken bones. This one could surely be beneficial to healthcare.
PSI Healing
This seems to cure sickness, unlike its counter part Lifeup. The highest level is even capable of reverting unconsciousness and even death itself should it be used in a short timespan.
PK and PSI Shield.
There are two variants to this one, with The PK variant protecting one from physical harm while a PSI shield can protect you from other forms of PSI
PK Fire
I have only managed to accomplish the first level of this one, but even the first stage has powerful results, with fire shooting right of my finger tips.
PK Beam
I have only seen this one be used and unfortunately haven't been able to use it myself, but from what I have seen of this ability it is capable of devastation far beyond weapons of this time. A frightening power indeed
PSI Brainshock
Another ability I have not been able to perform. This ability seems to unleash some sort of trauma on the victims brain. I have seen the affects range from mild headaches to temporary insanity.
The book went on to list different methods of using and learning PSI, but unfortunately for Ninten the rest of the pages were destroyed. Still, the journal piqued his interest in his own abilities.
"(I wonder what powers I can use. The PK Beam one sounds super cool but the life up sounds really useful. Wait... how did he learn about those if he said he couldn't use them, who else could have known this stuff?)"
"Ninten! Dinners ready!"
Ninten went down to eat with his mom and his sisters. He wasn't missing his mom's ribs for anything.
"These smell amazing! Thanks mom."
"It's no problem sweetheart."
"So big bro, did the book say anything about floating lamps?" Minnie butted in, clearly extremely curious. Ninten decided not to say anything about the PSI stuff in the book.
"No, I couldn't even make a lot of it out. Most of the pages looked like they where torn out and a lot of the letters are faded now".
"Well lets not dwell on that. For now we should eat the dinner I prepared for us. I even made extra. "
And so the family ate. Ninten was still thinking about the journal what other PSI abilities there were, but remembered to give Mick a bit of rib like he asked for earlier. When they were done eating and in bed. Ninten was anxious about the next day, but had a surprisingly easy time falling asleep. His thoughts swirled about the mystery's his great grandpa's diary had presented before he shut his eyes.