Disclaimer- See chapter 1. Plus, I don't own the tune to "Oh, Mother Dear" by Danny Elfman.

Chapter 4 Miasma's Lament

"Yeah, let's show that little brat who's the better one!" Kelsey sneered. She took out Devila's book and opened the book. "Teoken!" Devila's eyes turned black and a blast of spider webs shot from her mouth.

"Sla Shield!" Chelsea read. The fire-like shield appeared once more. The webs touched the shield and were instantly reflected at Devila and Kelsey, only with a burst of fire.

"Darn!" Kelsey hissed. "She's good!"

"Let's keep fighting, Kelsey!" Devila said. "I want my revenge!"

"Teoken!" Kelsey said. Devila spewed spider webs at her foe.

"Daroy!" An all-too familiar voice shouted. Grim Z attacked with his scythe. It was surrounded in a white aura. Devila's webs were shattered.

"Darn it!" Kelsey said. "Jason and Grim are back together!" The two ran off.

"How ya doin', Chelsea?" Jason said. "I'm glad Grim came back."

"I'm okay, Jason!" Chelsea said. "It's just that I came to school and was attacked by zombie students."

"But first there was this weird song!" Ember said.

"You heard it too?" Jason said. Chelsea and Ember nodded.

"Grim Z looks like a formidable opponent, Enrique!" Zylfia sneered. "Let's wait to see what else our little skeleton friend can do!"

"Ok, Zylfie!" Enrique said. "If you say so."

"Where's Miasma?" Gabriel said. "She usually plans strategies."

"She told me that she wanted to visit a place to help her think better," Diablo said. "She told me fresh air helps her mind work."

Park

Miasma sat down on a park bench and began singing to herself.

Oh, Brother Dear, Now can you hear me?

I hate to interrupt your thoughts.

I need your guidance and your wisdom.

You always seem to know what's best.

My sacred trust remains intact.

I will not waver from our pact.

And if you call, I will be here.

Your beloved sister, Brother Dear.

I know you're busy in the Makai.

So many things I need to say.

I know that we were separated.

When mom and dad died that day.

After Nine years we met again.

And you gave me the best of friends.

Oh, Brother dear! Oh, Brother Dear.

"Why did that hafta happen?" Miasma said. "Why did my folks hafta die?"

"Emily," A voice came from the bushes. "Hurry up! Read something!"

Before I end here, I have an announcement. I will combine the Medical Mamodo and Crimson and Ivory into one story, so I will update the Medical Mamodo soon.