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I DO NOT OWN GHOST HUNT, AND IF I DID THEN KITTENS WOULD RULE THE WORLD!
"Please take a seat everyone." requested a young, brown haired man standing at the head of the long table.
I took a seat in between my blonde friend sitting at the end of the table, and my older friend with light brown hair.
The blonde haired man is John Brown, who originally hails from Australia. He doesn't look like it, but he's actually older than Naru at twenty years of age. He is what most people recognize as an exorcist.
Over to my left is Takigawa, Houshou, a part time monk from Mt. Kouya. He's also a musician, and once you get to know him he's a lot like an older brother character than a serious adult. Usually we just call him Bou-san, and he seems to like the name.
Next to him is Matsuzaki, Ayako, a self proclaimed miko. She may not look like it, but she is actually quite skilled when it comes to using protection/warding spells and summoning the help of earth-based spirits. I learned of that skill from our last case. She's truly amazing.
Going down the line of seats at the table sits Hara, Masako, a spirit channeler, also known as a medium. She's quite famous and has been on television a lot, but she is actually a jealous Naru stealer. (In my opinion) But I must admit, she is very skilled at what she can do. Of course I would never tell her that.
After her sits Lin-san, Naru, and then Yasuhara-san, and some people that I don't know. In fact, there are a lot of people here I don't know.
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"I am pretty sure all of you guests have been informed of the situation here. Please let it be known that the ship has left and won't be back until the end of the month. We have prepared rooms for all of you in the west wing, so please, make yourselves at home and get used to the layout here at the castle. Your services are greatly appreciated, and you will be paid for your time and effort." said the young man with brown hair.
'If we survive is what he forgot to mention' I thought for the heck of it.
This man's name is Kuroski, Takashi. He came to us asking for our help...
Two Weeks Ago
I just walked through the door and hung up my coat when…
"Mai, tea." Naru demanded from behind the closed office door. I growled, then put on a fake smile because it was business.
"Coming!" I said with fake cheeriness. I slugged off to the oh-so-familiar cupboard where the tea box was found.
"So you say that this castle has been giving you trouble, and there is no way to ignore it?" Naru asked.
'Oh, someone is here, I better grab another cup then' I thought.
"Yes-" the client started, but was cut off when I entered the room with my freshly prepared tea.
"Excuse me for interrupting." I say trying to pardon myself for my rudeness as I handed out the beverages.
"It's alright little girl, no harm was done." he said smoothly taking a cup and setting it on the table before him.
'Little girl? I'm in high school thank you very much' my eye was twitching, hope he didn't notice.
"This is my assistant, Taniyama, Mai." Naru introduced. "Mai, this is Kuroski, Takashi, our newest client."
"Please, you can call me Takashi." I nodded and shook the man's hand politely before handing Naru his tea, and then I took a sea in the chair next to Naru. I looked around hoping to find Lin-san. It was useless, for he was out doing informational work until later this afternoon.
"I am the president of a medical research center and I have recently purchased a small private island called Riverfell. This island grows a special flower that is capable of suppressing and limiting the effects of cancer." he started.
I couldn't help but gasp. This man was very important, but not only that, he had found such an amazing breakthrough. Naru merely nodded and signaled for the man to continue.
"This certain flower is called a Ribiscuit Lily, and it only grows on this island because of its location and climate. Naturally I have had people go to the island to harvest and take care of them, but it seems they only grow next to this abandoned castle.
"Being a rather large building, I had the employees live in there during the weeks that they worked. At first it was no big deal, but my workers have been disappearing and a few have lost limbs and lives due to freak accidents involving the building. About eight days ago, one of my assistants, Ana Rorvick, a religious American under my apprenticeship, heard a child screaming from within the castle during work hours, and went in to investigate, but when she came out she was ranting about demons plaguing the island, and she left immediately. Since then, I have lost the help of many of my workers who are too afraid to go to the island because of the building. People have seen things, heard things, and many occult signs have been painted and carved throughout the castle. There is no where else for the workers to stay, and because the ship only returns to the island once a month, they have no choice but to stay there. I know this is very dangerous, but please, for the sake of science, please accept this case. I beg of you!" he pleaded bowing his head deeply.
I turned my gaze to Naru. He had a very strange look in his eyes. It was almost scary how deep in thought he was. It was the type of look he had during the case involving the Prime Minister's mansion. I shuddered at the very memory of that place.
Naru looked at our brown haired client.
"We accept."
So here we are.
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"Since this is such a big building, and there is so much to do and so much danger around it, I have asked for the assistance of many psychics and ghost hunters. I shall now introduce you all." the brown haired Kuroski, Takashi proclaimed.
He waved his hand toward a group of five males that were sitting at the other end of the table furthest away from us.
"This is Daniel Mavis with Ghost Hunt Incorporated." The red haired man in the center of the group nodded his head showing he was Daniel Mavis.
'What a pretty hair color' I gasped. Okay, I'll admit, I was jealous, but red could be too much sometimes, he most likely dyed it. Yes, I am trying to make his hair seem less pretty to my dull averagely plain hair. Why did he get such gorgeous hair? He's a guy!
"Miyoko, Ichigo and her assistant Kurosaki, Monori." he continued, pointing his hand to an older woman in her sixties and a young girl that was around Masako's age.
"Priestess Naomi" a young beautiful woman kindly smiled as she nodded.
"Monk Hiro…" a middle aged man raised his hand slightly.
"and Shibuya Psychic Research lead by Shibuya, Kazuya." he finished. Yasuhara smiled politely trying to trick everyone to believe he was indeed Shibuya's president. It was working.
Everyone sat there in silence for a small while trying to remember everyone's names and groups, and possibly who could be considered a real psychic or not. Most likely everyone would pass over a group full of teenagers and two young adults when…
"It can't be! You're Hara, Masako, aren't you? Why is someone as famous as you here?" burst out one of the members of Daniel Mavis's group. Murmurs, whispers, and gasps quickly made their way through the guests and soon filled the castle's once quiet lobby.
"Really? You're really that famous medium from television?" asked Monori in both disbelief and excitement. Obviously she was a Masako fan.
"Yes, I am Hara, Masako. It is a pleasure to meet everyone, but really, as we are all here for business, is it really necessary for me to be so popular? Are we not all here to solve this case?" she answered in a very businesslike manner. The wild crowd immediately calmed down. Behold the great power of Masako.
My vein popped, and my eye twitched.
'Jeez', making herself sound all good and businesslike even though she's actually just stating that she's famous and there, acting like such a good little girl' I hissed in my head. Why does she act like such a perfect person? In actuality she's a jealous conniving brat.
My eye twitched even more.
If these people knew what Masako was really like then surely…
"Hara-san, do you sense any spirits here?" Daniel Mavis asked suddenly.
Masako was temporarily taken back by this sudden outburst, but soon she regained her proper elegant composure.
"I do not sense a presence, but it is more like the feeling that someone died here. I cannot tell if there is a spirit or not, either because it is hiding in this huge place, or because there is no spirits here. As of this moment I highly doubt that there are any spirits here." she announced calmly.
I was taken back, as was everyone else in our group.
Sure, Masako had had her times where she couldn't tell for sure if there were spirits or what kind of spirits they were, but never had she flat out said that there were no spirits around without properly looking around first.
"Masako…" Bou-san started, but didn't bother finishing. Masako was in one of her I'm-better-than-you moods. No one dared mess with her now. Well maybe Naru, but if he did, then I would have to say that he would be temporarily stupid.
I stole a quick glance at him. Why I bothered, I don't even know. Of course he just sat there being is normal stoic self. I gave a small sigh. This was going to be a very long case.
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"Please forgive me, but there are no blueprints of this building yet, so I'm afraid I will have to leave it up to you to remember where to go. I would help if I could, but I too am new here and I would not count on my judgment to help you find your way around."
A few annoyed and angry looks were given to the poor young man, but he was obviously oblivious to them.
"I'm sure you all understand that this is a business, and you must all be prepared. It is not up to me to baby you all when it is your duty to take care of yourselves. I don't pay you to sit around and do nothing. If you don't like it then leave." he added.
'He-he's just like Naru! What an amazingly high level of narcissism!' I thought horrified.
Obviously I wasn't the only one who realized this matter, for all of our group was staring back and forth at Takashi and Naru, even Masako stole glimpses at the two…especially Naru. The perv.
Naru stayed the exact same. He saw no relation between him and their client. None at all.
'Naru definitely wins first place in the narcissism area' I let my mind say, and nodded my head vigorously in approval.
Takashi smiled…wait, no, he smirked. How scary. What a scary, scary man! I slid a little closer to Bou-san to defend myself from the Naru-two's blinding rays of I'm-better-ness and you-work-for-me-get-over-it-I'm-boss-ness. Understanding the same thing, Bou-san gulped.
'I thought one Naru was bad enough. How am I going to be able to live with two of them?' I thought miserably as I tried to force my lips into a fake smile, but was failing miserably.
Ayako started to give a slight muffled giggle. I looked at her and smiled. There's just something about her that can make you feel better at times. Maybe it's because she's a narcissist, but fails at it miserably. Oh, there is good in this world after all!
"Since everyone is well informed about our situation, please head up to your rooms, your luggage has already been brought to your bedrooms, and I will have my assistants guide you there just this once." Takashi announced.
"We understand, thank you." Yasuhara commented.
Just as everyone was standing up to head over to the west wing where they would be staying, the most odd and amazing thing happened, a group of the most stunningly beautiful people in the history of the world walked by.
There were a total of six people, four guys and two girls. Each member of the group had a sword strapped to their back, some sort of armlet on the left arm of each person, and they all wore dark colored clothes. The males looked to have black sleeveless muscle shirts, one girl wore a spaghetti strapped tang-top and the other wore a strapless leather top that laced in the back with thick string and agreed with every asset she had. You couldn't call them slutty or skimpy, they were simply beautiful. They continued their graceful walking toward the grand staircase past the table when Takashi spoke up.
"Excuse me, but what group do you belong to, and who is your leader. I thought that everyone was here."
The creatures of beauty stopped and looked at him. I tried, but neither I, nor any of the other guests, could take our eyes off of them.
'How beautiful, I've never seen anyone like them' I managed to think out in complete awe. Sure, I would have loved to see how Naru looked at these god-like beings, but I myself, was too entranced to even look away for a second.
This strapless top wearer looked at Takashi, but then looked down to her side when she felt a slight tugging on her pant leg. Her face revealed a small, beautiful smile that made the whole world feel peaceful. She moved to the side just a little bit and knelt down to the eyelevel of the one before her.
'Seven, there's seven of them' I breathed.
Indeed, the seventh member of the group was a small child, a boy, with beautifully stunning honey eyes and gold locks that halfway covered his innocent face. He looked up at the woman before him and gave a big childish smile. I nearly fainted right there. If there was any other way to explain him I would have to say he was a male version of Ayami-chan from one of our previous cases. Even still, he was much more innocent and adorable. The woman grazed her hand across the top of his small head and stroked him over and over in a loving gesture. Then she turned away from him and stood back up to face Takashi once more.
Again I gasped silently.
This woman, no, this teenager, was both haunting and beautiful. She was terrifying, yet stunning all rolled into one. No wonder I couldn't look away. Her black hair looked like silk threads, soft and beautiful. It was almost strait, except for some natural waves that caused it to cover part of her eye and a side of her face.
I gasped once more, though I didn't mean to, the sound came out and everyone could here it in the dead silence.
The group looked at me, as well as the young boy and the dark haired girl. My heart stopped, her eyes, such beautiful eyes. It was as though two perfect emeralds had been imbedded into her soft porcelain skin and that little boy, how would we be able to work with these gods around us?
Takashi cleared his throat.
They looked away from the crowed of psychics and turned full attention to Takashi. How he was able to take the full blasts of their perfection I have no idea. Wait, that's right, he's a narcissist, he must think he looks better than all of them combined. I clenched my teeth at the very thought of that.
"Who is your leader and what group do you belong to?" he asked once again.
They looked at the black haired woman.
"I would be the leader." she said liquid velvet dancing on the beauty of her voice.
Takashi gasped at the sound of her smooth voice, but he quickly cleared his throat to cover his tracks.
"Yes, well then, alright, but what group do you belong to?" he asked again, this time with a hint of annoyance.
Behold the power of Naru-two! One who thinks himself higher than the gods!
I nearly fell out of my chair in shock, and Bou-san managed to catch me before I fell, but just barely, because he was too busy trying to hold his laughter in.
Naru just sat there, being his stoic self, he hadn't changed in the least.
Behold the terrifying power of the original Naru-chan!
I shivered.
"What group we belong to? Isn't it obvious?" the woman asked, beauty slipping out of her lips. I couldn't help but feel a little jealous. Well, at least she didn't strike Naru's attention, which was rather odd. He could be gay. That would explain a lot of things. No, the world would be too cruel that way, I refuse to think that is even an option. Naru is definitely NOT gay! "We're Begira." the goddess finished.
Everyone continued to stare.
"I don't think that these people know what 'Begira' is." the little boy suggested innocently. She stared at him, then smirked a little.
She laughed. It was a laugh that was filled with a mocking tint, yet it was beautiful and haunting, exactly like the woman whom it belonged to. "Yeah, I suppose these people don't know the meaning of the word, huh?"
"Why you little…" I growled trying to make my way to knock some respect into that perfect mouth of hers. Unfortunately, Bou-san was holding me back from my goal.
"Mai, it would be bad for Naru if you lashed out. More importantly, you're wearing a skirt." Bou-san informed me. I stopped struggling against his restraining grasp. I hadn't really thought about the consequences of my actions. It would be bad to lash out in a skirt, no to mention those people had swords. I gulped at the thought of how sharp they must be. Bou-san sighed and let me go so that I could return to my seat.
"Excuse me miss, but what are Begira?" Yasuhara questioned. The woman sighed before once again smirking.
She leaned forward and got in the position to draw out her sword. The rest of the group followed, all except for the little boy who kept his smaller sword at his side. "We're Begira," she started calmly. "But isn't it pretty obvious?" her smirk widened into a defiant smile of anticipation. I looked around to see if anyone understood what these people were. No, one gave the slightest hint that they knew. She laughed once again that beautiful mocking laugh.
"We're demon slayers."
END OF CHAPTER
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You readers should already know this, but if you don't then I will in form you that there is no such island of Riverfell, and there is no miracle flower called a Ribiscuit Lily. Sorry to all of you who were packing your bags to go there. I know one of you was. I can SEE you! OWOOOO! sorry, just had to do that
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