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Kimiko shook her head from side to side as she tried to gather what Raimundo was saying. "What do you mean?"

"I mean I can't find him anywhere!" Raimundo frantically said as he waved his arms around in the air, "she took Clay and Omi."

Kimiko suddenly realized what Raimundo was talking about. "You and Clay saw her?"

Raimundo nodded. "She gave me this," he said as he handed her the blood-soaked ruby.

Kimiko looked at the dripping ruby. It was literally dripping in blood. This was probably something that was special to the ghost girl. "Look at what I found," Kimiko said as she pulled Raimundo to the display case.

Raimundo stared at the display in amazement. He had never seen a sword with dried blood before. He read the discription about the sword. He found it pretty haunting. A lover killing his own wife because of his jealousy and then ending up mysteriously dead.

"I think that ghost girl that took Jack, Omi, and Clay was Kuchisake-onna," Kimiko said as she pointed to the history tag on the display case.

"So the dried blood on the sword could mean that she was killed by it," Raimundo speculated.

"Not 'could,'" Kimiko corrected him, "she was killed. Her husband sliced the both sides of her lip to make her look less attractive. I guess she didn't know the meaning of looking unattractive back then because she was beautiful for the most part."

"Why would she be mean though?" Raimundo asked her. He didn't care about how a person looked from the outside. All he cared about was how they were on the inside.

"Maybe she had always been beutiful and when people said that she was ugly it was a big surprise to her, I guess," Kimiko thought out loud. "We need to call her spirit to us."

"And how exactly do we do that?" Raimundo asked her.

"Easy," Kimiko said as both of them walked out of the museum. "Where's Dojo?" she asked her friend.

"Right here," Dojo said as he popped out of Raimundo's shirt, "and don't worry, I heard all about your little secret plan so I'm filled in on the information."

"Great," Kimiko said, "and to answer your question Rai, we have to go to the place where she was last seen. She was last scene at the ancient tample and at the forest. Those are the two strongest places where her spirit walks on."

"But we don't know where the ancient temple is," Raimundo said.

"You're right," Kimiko said, "its probably demolished."

"The only place where we can go to is the forest," Raimundo said. "That's where we last saw her."

Kimiko nodded. She remember her grandmother telling her that Kuchisake-onna loved going to the forest to surround herself in Mother Nature's grasp. "That would definently work."

"Hop on," Dojo said as he transformed to his big self. Kimiko and Raimundo hopped on and Dojo flew back to the forest where the shen gong wu had revealed itself. Kimiko looked out into the horizon. The sun was quickly disappearing.

"Great," she said, "the sun just set. Spirits can easily be called during the night."

"Kimi this is kind of freaking me out," Raimundo told her. He was a strong, brave Shoku warrior but he didn't do well with spirits. They scared the heebie jeebies out of him.

"What other choice do we have?" Kimiko said sympathetically to him, "we have to get Omi, Clay, the shen gong wu, and as much as I hate it, Jack back."

"Fine," Raimundo shrugged as Dojo flew them back into the dark forest.

Once they were in the dark forest, the gentle noise of the waterfall was heard. "We have to gather some dead branches," Kimiko said as she and Raimundo split up.

Kimiko saw a lot of branches next to a rose bush. She began picked up an armful on them. Raimundo found some also and he picked them up. He saw Kimiko carrying them to a white spot on the grass. He laid the branches on top of the others that Kimiko gathered.

Kimiko looked up at the sky and saw that they were standing directly under the moonlight. That was perfect. "Now we have to start a fire," Kimiko said. She quickly rubber her hands together. The rubbing created a spark of light to ignite. She held out her palm and there was a fire flame there. She dropped the flame on the branches and set them on fire. The smoke from the fire began to dance up in the air and disappear into the moonlight.

"Now what do we do?" Raimundo asked her.

We sit on each side of the fire," Kimiko said as she sat in the direction of east while Raimundo took sat to the west, "and we grab our arms," she said through the fire.

"Through the fire flames?" Raimundo asked her. He did not have the desire to get thrid degree burns.

"Around the fire," Kimiko said. Using her eyes, she kept the big fire flame in control. It was standing still. "Don't worry it won't hurt you, I control it," she said. Raimundo took her word for it and grabbed her arms while she grabbed his.

"Now we take turns saying the chant. I'll go first, then you, then we say it together as loud as possible," Kimiko said, "are you ready?"

"Yes," Raimundo nodded.

"Kuchisake-onna," Kimiko began, "the lover of a jealous Shoku warrior, who killed you with the malicious iron please come to us!" She motioned with her head for Raimundo to go.

"K-K-K-Kutchis-s-" Raimundo stuttered.

"Don't stutter," Kimiko whispered to him, "stay determined."

Raimundo took a deep breath. "Kuchisake-onna the lover of a jealous Shoku warrior, who killed you with the malicious iron please come to us!"

"Kuchisake-onna the lover of a jealous Shoku warrior, who killed you with the malicious iron please come to us!" both of them yelled at the same time.

Once their chant was over, it was echoed throughout the forest. Kimiko took the blood soaked ruby and threw it into the flames of the fire. The fire exploded as it sent sparks everywhere. Raimundo stumbled back while Kimiko remained calm and over the fire flames. Once she put her arms down, a gust of wind passed and blew the fire out.

"You called me," an innocent female ghostly voice asked them in the darkness.