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A Ghost Free to Love
Chapter 6
The Aura (Air)Murder
By Kazuma20
Arc One: Retribution
The reactions of the girls were the same they were shocked. Hoshi had finished telling them the story.
Hoshi had his eyes closed after he finished talking. He waited for someone to say something.
But no one said anything or answered at all. They just sat there in silence for a good five minutes.
Usagi was the first to say something. She asked, "Ranma or Hoshi what name do yo like to be called?"
"Hoshi Kusanagi I left the name Ranma Saotome behind six months ago."
"Is that all?" asked Ami.
"Yes it is." replied Hoshi.
"What did you leave behind?" asked Minako.
"That's is another story. A long story for another time."
Ille Umbra or Seisho Yagami stood in front of the fifth pillar of the seven pillars. The brand in his left hand was caked with blood.
He stuck in the pillar and turned it half clockwise and then half counter clockwise. Then there was a clicking sound.
"Terra is in place. Only two more leaves. Next its Aura."
He stood there and said, " And when he had opened the fifth seal, I saw under the alter the souls of them that were slain for the word of god, and for the testimony which they held: and they cried with a loud voice, saying 'How long, O Lord holy and true, dost thou not judge and avenge our blood on them that dwell on the earth?' And white robes were given unto everyone of them; and yet for a little season, until their fellow servants also and their brethren, that should be killed as they were, should be fulfilled."
He turned and walked out the area.
After they left Hoshi sat by his table staring out the window. The table was pushed to the wall, and the end of the table was lined up with the end of the window. His chair was in front of the window.
On the table was a bottle and a small glass. In the bottle and glass was scotch. As he watched the moon and the stars.
Hoshi grabbed the glass and took a sip. What he told them, all he never told this to Akane. Ryoga may have told her, but this was something he never wanted to tell her. His past was too, messed up to fully tell anyone.
He was kinda surprise Nabiki didn't find this out before Ryoga told them. He know she did a background check on him and his father when they went to live there. But he should have known only two people know how she really died.
He downed the rest of the drink and set the empty glass on the table. He grabbed the cap and put it on the bottle. He got up and went to the refrigerator and opened it up, then he put the bottle next to the milk.
He closed it and made his way to the bathroom.
Hoshi stepped out of the bathroom and sat down on the couch. He sighed and ran his right hand through his short wet hair.
'Tomorrow will be nothing, but training. I'll catch Makoto before she leaves for school and get her to pick up my school work for me.'
Hoshi laid down on the couch and was soon asleep.
Seisho sat down in his chair. He picked up the telephone and dialed a number. It rang a couple of times.
"Hallo?"
"Sir, it's me again."
"Herr, Yagami. I take it your calling because it went well?"
"Yes, sir. It went well."
"Gute, Gute."
"The brand 'Terra" is in place. By this time next month. All the Brands will be in place. The final phase of the plan will be in place."
"Gute, Gute."
"Sir, Avarice called me last week."
"Well, what did Avarice want?"
"He said Hoshi Kusanagi is getting closer to finding out our goal."
"Well if you find him getting to close kill him."
"Yes, sir."
"Well, Auf Wiedersehen."
"Goodbye, sir."
Hoshi woke up from sleeping on the couch. He stretched a little and got up, then headed for the bathroom.
He entered the bathroom and washed his face, combed his hair and used the bathroom. He then went to the bedroom and put on a pair of black jeans then a pair of white socks, and button his pant then buckled his belt and zipped his pants.
He walked to the closet and pulled out a blue cashmere turtleneck shirt with the white strips making a cross. He put it on and walked out. He headed for the kitchen and opened a drawer and pulled out a pair of gloves and put them on.
In the living room he put on his black boots and pulled his pant's legs down over them. He grabbed his white jacket which hanged on a hock and put it on and opened the door.
He walked out and locked the door. Makoto was just leaving for school.
"Hello, Makoto."
"Hello, Hoshi. What can I do for you?" asked Makoto.
"I was wondering if you could pick up my school work for me."
"Sure, I can do that for you."
"Thanks, Makoto. I got to go."
"Okay."
Hoshi rode his motorcycle to the park. He headed for a clearing in the trees. You could see him from the park walkway.
Hoshi took off his jacket and hung it on a tree. He then took off his shirt and hung it over his jacket.
He got into a stance and brought out the flame with his hand.
He wild the flame to set his fist on fire. He then started to punch the tree and the flame around his fist got bigger and hotter.
The tree started to catch on fire as Hoshi kept on punching at it. He stopped then started to punch again at high speed. His whole body caught on fire and a pillar of flame shot out of the ground from under the tree and turned it into ashes.
Hoshi was tired and was sweating a lot. The tree he was standing in front of was now a pill of ashes. He turned to another tree and punched one time with the flame on his fist. He hit the tree hard shattering it in half and caught fire and then he delivered a straight kick before it fell to the ground.
The tree fell down still on fire. Hoshi closed his fist, but kept the index and middle finger out with the flame. He jumped up in a spiral with the flame fallowing him upwards.
Mr. Hino walked trough the park since he had to go to the store. He stopped when he saw Hoshi in the clearing controlling a flame in his hand.
He walked into the trees to the clearing. He was clapping a little at the control Hoshi had over the flame.
Hoshi turned and looked at Mr. Hino a little surprise to see him. The gloves he had on were the ones that Amia gave him.
"Hello, Hoshi. Have you thought about what we talked about?" asked Mr. Hino.
"Yes, I have thought about it."
"Still thinking about it?"
"Yes, I'm still thinking about it. But I have meet her, she seems nice. Got a fiery personality."
"I hope we can talk more about it. But that symbol on your gloves what is that?"
"It's a symbol a friend stitched onto the gloves. It's just a ring of fire."
"But it's a perfect symbol for what you were just doing."
"Yeah."
"I have heard of that ability you were doing before. But I never saw it in action till today."
"I have the scroll that taught how to control the flame. But it said it had on side effect, but when I was about to read the passage it was unreadable."
"It has one."
"What is it?" asked Hoshi.
"The flame will be passed down to your children. To their children or any of your decedent."
"That is all?"
"Yes, that is all."
"That really is not so bad."
"Not at all."
Hoshi and Mr. Hino continued to talk a little longer. They talked for about five more minutes. After Mr. Hino left Hoshi got back to his training.
Hoshi sat on his couch. It had been almost a week since he talked to Mr. Hino. Then there was a banging on his apartment door a couple of times.
He got up and walked to his door. He unlocked it and peeked outside there was nothing there at all. He turned to his door and there was a small note taped there.
Hello Mr. Kusanagi:
It's me again for the sixth time. Seichiro Jigen doesn't have long to live. Better hurry and get to Yoyogi Park. I will wait for you there.
Sincerely,
Ille Umbra
Hoshi quickly put on his boots and then closed his door. He stuffed the note in his pocket. He soon ran down the stairs to his motorcycle.
Hoshi rode his motorcycle to Yoyogi Park in Harajuku. He got off his motorcycle and walked into the park. He stopped and looked around the area.
He saw a couple of food venders and street performers. He saw a group of teenagers hanging around they goths, decked out in black leather and white lace, with white painted faces.
'Where can he be?' he asked himself.
He paid no attention to the man who had pushed a wheelchair by him. He turned away and just kept on looking.
He ran through the plaza in the middle of the park. He looked up at the sky and it was still early in the afternoon. By the look of the sun's position.
Hoshi passed some stairs and continued to walk by it. He then heard a blood curdling scream coming from behind him. He turned around and saw the girl that was screaming.
She had red hair with blonde highlights and was dressed in black and appeared to be a goth.
Hoshi was the first to reach the screaming girl. The terrified girl stood frozen, pointing at the base of steps where a shabby looking, decrepitly drunk sat slumped on the stairs.
The man was a miserable sight . . . apparently one of the Tokyo homeless. His hair was greasy strands in front of his face, and his entire body was wrapped in some sort of dirty rags. The girl kept screaming as she scrambled off into the crowd.
There was a dark, widening stain spreading across the man's ragged cloths.
Then it was as if everything happen at once.
The young man seemed to crumple in the middle, tottering forward. Hoshi lunged forward, but was too late. The man pitched forward, toppled off the stairs, and hit the pavement face down. Motionless.
Hoshi dropped to his knees. A crowd gathered around him. He put his fingers on the man's throat from behind.
"There's a pulse." he declared.
Hoshi rolled him over. Grasping the man's shoulders, he rolled the body. As he did, the loose rags seemed to slough away from the dead flesh. The man flopped limp onto his back. Dead center on his naked chest was a wide area of charred flesh.
AURA
"Aura. It's . . . him."
He ripped the rest of the rags off the man's abdomen. He had two deep puncture wounds, one on either side of the brand, just below his rib cage. He had a note in his hand. Hoshi pulled opened the hand and took the note. He begins to do mouth to mouth. As he blew, the wound on either side of the man's mid section hissed and sprayed blood upward into the air. The salty liquid hit Hoshi in the face.
"His lungs . . . " he replied. "They're . . . punctured."
Hoshi wiped his face and looked down at th tow perforations. The holes gurgled. The man's lungs were destroyed. He was gone.
Hoshi did the sign of the cross and then got up. He walked away and out the park. He unfolded the note and started to read it.
Hello for the third murder of your case Mr. Kusanagi. The blood, the blood, from the lungs will spit in the air of Dr. Seichiro Jigen. I punctured them as you already know and he died of asphyxiation. And the brand on his chest. For this we say unto you by the word of the Lord, that we which are alive and remain unto the coming of the Lord prevent them which are asleep. For the Lord himself shall descend from heaven with a shout. Then we which are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air; and so shall we be with the lord.
Sincerely Yours,
Ille Umbra
P.S.-Are you fucking blind boy! I can still fucking see you. Asshole.
Hoshi crumpled the note and got on his motorcycle and put on his helmet with his headphones on his ears. Started it up and drove off.
To Be Continued . . . in Chapter 7: The Aqua (Water) Murder.
Author's Note: This chapter didn't take me long to write all together. Chapter 7 will be hard to write I don't know what too in the next chapter. Well read and review. Kazuma20 signing out.