I do not in anyway own any content related to Mahou Sensei Negima, this is a fan made story
The silence took over. Nothing but blissful agony and terror tore through the scented smell of fear and crossed everyone. There faces were all cramped with the expression of disbelief, even Kotaro was looking worried and that was a rare sight. The door heavily shook as the little girls angered exploded, she wasn't happy. Red beams started to glow through the gap under the double doors. A heat wave dispersed into the ground, warming up the crooked floor and raising the temperature. Slowly, the place started to become an oven. Sweat blerted out of everyones forehead and ran down there face, making everyone stuffy. The cold air around them turned into hot gas, scorching the walls and creating black soot. The problem was that everything around them was practically melting away while they remained to be reletively safe.
The door started to slop over itself as it melted away, leaving a puddle on the soft floor. They could all see the little girl in plain sight, standing in the doorway as she watched the area crumbled away, just like her life in the past. The floor felt like quick stand, murky and unstandle...so why wern't they sinking into it? All these questions mysteriously popped into there heads at the same time and they all wanted answers. They could see blobs of paint drip away from the wall, splattering onto the floor and quickly sinking into it. The strange thing was, the little girl didn't seem to care. She had no expression on her face, it was blank with so much anger and depression that somewhere along the way...she just didn't care anymore.
Her steps were heavy as she started to calmly walk down the scorching desert of a hallway, making no attempt to make contact with Negi or anyone else. Her spirituel body glowed brightly with sadness, everyone could see through her as the tears could be seen running down her cheeks and onto the floor, were they would sprinkle back into her body, only to be cried out again. The sound of innocent weaping took over the silence and turned everyones emotions to sadness. No, this little girl wasn't sharing her feelings with them, they were real emotions they felt for the little girl.
"That poor girl..." whispered Haruna.
"Why is she sad...did anyone find out?" asked Kazumi.
Sayo let out a loud sigh, she wasn't looking foward to explaining it again to everyone else, especially now that she was sad.
"She is waiting for her parents...but...they never showed up. The reason she is acting like this now is because...this is the time she gave up hope. This is the time that her parents never came, no matter how loud she would cry, no matter how many times she called for them...they never came" whispered Sayo.
The short story touched everyone. The little girl wasn't evil at all, she was just filled with too much sadness and wanted to take it out on others.
"This could be our chance...right? If I was her, I would be running to the spot where I like to rest. She is in clear sight and looks like she doesn't want to hurt us" interrupted Kazumi.
"Should we really disturb her now? She looks pretty sad" asked Haruna.
"Exactly, this is the perfect oppertunity for us. It's now or never, unless someone wants that poor soul to stay another night wih nothing but depressing memories?" replied Negi.
No one objected, but Negi didn't expect any of them too, not unless they were cold hearted people. He gracefully smiled as he looked at his class...no, friends. They were all with him, taking each step of the way if it meant ending any sort of suffering. They were so close to achieving there goal, nothing could possably stop them...nothing but the very same little girl they were trying to save.
They all turned, watching the little girl turn around the corner, leaving former images of herself to slowly fade away infront of them.
"Let's go" whispered Negi.
In sync with each other, they all made there way down the haunting hallway filled with sad memories. They could feel the wooden floors start to hardenafter being softend by the heat. It made the floor lumpy and hard to walk on, but that wasn't going to stop them, not when a little girl needed them. They could feel shockwaves of depression slap against there face as they got closer to the little girl. She was radiating depression like a factory, dispesing it into the air and making others feel sad. They creeped around th corner, trying to show the little girl that they ment no harm. She took no notice of them though and continued down the silent hall. It was only when she stopped at the end, infront of a door. She stared up at it as if to show that she has been there before..again..and again...and again. They all heard her let out a faint weap as she jerked her body about, forcing her way through the familiar door.
The group stopped and stared, wondering where the door led to.
"Where does that lead?" asked Fuuka.
"Maybe it's where she likes to rest!" shouted Fumika.
"Theres only one way to find out" replied Kotaro.
Negi noded to agree with him. They carefully tiptoed past the open classrooms, taking no notice to them, even if they were suppose to be locked. There attention was on nothing but the door straight ahead. They could clearly hear the little girls weaps smearing through the door and staining the walls, causing them to slowly rot. Who knew a little girls cries could be so strong. They could suddenly smell something sweet, clearing there nostrals of any unwanted gunk and refreshing there minds, was the little girl expression her feelings towards them, realising a sweet substance they showed her sorrowness towards them?
All they could do was wait and wonder, desperate to find out what was on the other side of the door. With nothing but there respect for the little girls feelings holding them back, there anxiousty was barely containable, especially Kazumi. The closer they got, the quiter the weaping got, concerining Negi as he hoped that the little girl wasn't running away.
Finally they reached the door. Negi slowly turned to them and watched there eyes glare at him. They all expected something be behind the door, now it was only a matter of time before Negi opened it. They desperately waited for him, he could see them begging for it in there eyes. Negi turned back to the door and examined the handle, loathing the emotions and feelings that awaited him. Completely forgetting his burnt hand, he grabbed the handle and the cold metal connected with his burnt flesh. Negi whizzed his hand off the the handle, feeling the burn sting for a few moments as he hummed the pain away, delaying everyone even further. He cringed his face for a moment, trying to block the remaining pain as his teeth grinded together.
"Come on Negi!" shouted Fuuka.
"Yeah! We want the girl to be happy!" shouted Fumika.
The comment opened Negi's eyes, they were right. No matter what pain he went through, the little girl deserved this one thing. She deserved to be with her parents. Using his other hand, he quickly grabbed the handle and pulled down. The door made a long irritating creaking sound as Negi slowly pushed the door, making everyone tilt there heads down with agony as they shut there eyes tightly.
The weaping became clear again, relieving Negi of any stress related to the little girl leaving. Through the door was a stair case. It looked old and unstable, leaing Negi to wonder why it was there in the first place.
"Does anyone know what room is down there?" whispered Negi.
"I think it's a basement where items are stored, no one really goes down there" answered Haruna.
"Then why does she like relaxing in there?" asked Kotaro.
"Maybe...maybe it use to be something special, a room that was changed into the storage room" said Kazumi.
"There's only one way to find out..." whispered Negi.
He took the first step on the wobbly stairs. Immediantly, he could feel them unstable wood struggle to hold Negi's weight. The stairs were pretty dangerous, how could the school not have noticed these dangers before? Not only that, but he could see the little girls glow reflect itself of the bottom of the stairs, telling Negi that she was near the stairs.
He could feel her emotions again, which was very VERY bad for Negi. He felt heart broken as his body went numb with depression, he could feel himself giving up hope, gently releasing his grip on the railings. He felt himself slipping away, just like the little girl. Slowly his sight started to fade, it was to much for him. Just as he fell foward, a tight grip was felt around his arm.
"Come on Negi, your tougher than that" smirked Kotaro.
Barely staying concious, Negi turned to his friends, all checking if he was ok. Knowing that his friends were behind him, making sure he was ok, caring for him. It built up his courage again, countering the little girls feeling and forcing them out. Negi knew it and so did the little girl, it was the strongest feelings they had both ever felt, when it came to friendship, the little girl was exposed.
"Lets finish this" whispered Negi.
Together, they all went down. The stairs suddenly felt strong again, giving Negi hope. No matter how hard the little girl cried, there fiendship and love for one another created a barrier, blocking her supernatural abilites from getting to him. Eventully they reached the bottom, where the little girl was waiting. Not waiting for a fight, not waiting for some kind of talk, no...she was just waiting for the next day, for her pain to begin again...all...over...again. She was on the floor with her back against the wall. Her head was in her knees as the weaps continued to echo through the room, haunting there thoughts with her memories.
They all felt sorry for her, there was a moment in there life where they were like that. Crying, thinking that everything was over, but then there friends and family would make it better. That was the problem...the little girl had no friends...she had no family. All she could do was repeat her life, hoping for someone to help. Her heart would shatter when no one came, her soul would split in half as her hope spilled out, leaving nothing but sadness in the little girl. Neither of them could imagene anything more horrible, knowing that no one was coming and yet she still hoped.
Sayo brushed past Negi, not feeling afraid anymore. She stopped halfway, trying not to appose the little girl.
"What's wrong?" asked Sayo.
The little girl ignored her while still crying in her lap. Sayo turned to Kotaro who was close by.
"Kotaro, she seems to like you the most. Can you ask her the questions?" requested Sayo.
Kotaro hesitated at first, he never expected to be the one who asked her questions.
"S-Sure...I guess" replied Kotaro.
He walkd over and stood beside Sayo, calmly breathing in and out. Sayo just watched him, waiting for the question.
"Uh...are you ok?" asked Kotaro.
This time the little girl lifted her head. The tears fell like a waterful as her lips trembled, her face was so innocent. Kotaro couldn't help but want to cry with her, but he didn't know if that was her emotions or his.
"Mummy and daddy...never came" cried the little girl.
Kotaro leaned down, trying not to look as scary by being face to face with her.
"Whats your name?".
"S-Silanda" sobbed Silanda.
Finally a name, now they could stop referring her as the little girl.
"Well Silanda, may I ask why your in this room?" asked Kotaro.
"M-Mummy and d-daddy never came...I was scared and...hid in the special room" cried Silanda. Her tears continued to fall as her words stuttered.
"Special room?".
"Mummy would take me in there whenever it got dark...the moon would shine in the window. When they never came...I...I sat in the light alone, holding my teddy, waiting for mummy and daddy to ...th-they n-n-never d-did!" sobbed the little girl, she let out a loud cry that startled everyone.
Kotaro's mouth slowly opened with sadness, he could feel the tears trying to run out of his eyes. Now he knew, it wasn't the little girls emotions, it was his.
"Why...do you want me?" hesitated Kotaro, it was a question he wanted answered ever since this all began. Now that he asked it, he felt bad for asking a selfish question lke that.
"Your energy...your presence...it feels like mummies and daddies...I want you to stay with me" whispered Silanda.
"Is that so?" replied Kotaro, sounding fascinated.
They all watched the two interact, Sayo gave Kotaro a little nudge, telling him to give her the news. He simply noded with sadness.
"Silanda...I know whee your parents are...but this is going to be hard for you to hear" informed Kotaro.
Silanda's eyes widened, if it were anyone else, she would have went mad...but with Kotaro, she gave him a chance.
"Your parents arn't coming for you because...there gone. Silanda...your dead" whispered Kotaro, it hurt him to say that.
At that moment, Silanda didn't care if it was Kotaro, she couldn't accept the truth and growled with rage.
"Your wrong...YOUR WRONG! MUMMY AND DADDY ARE COMING SOON! YOUR WRONG!" screamed Silanda.
Kotaro didn't raise his arms to defend himself, whatever she did wouldn't hurt as much as he felt inside. The little girl summoned all her energy into her hands and pushed the air infront of her hard. It hit Kotaro and he flung back, crossing everyone and crashing through the wooden stairs.
"Stop it Silanda! You have to believe him!" shouted Sayo.
Silanda screeched with anger and looked up. Her eyes turned white with consentration as she slowly raised her arms, lifting everything around her. Desk's, chairs, pencil's and pens, anything she could find would float.
Sayo being a spirit herself didn't have to worry about the objects, but everyone else did. Silanda shrieked with pain as her suffering gave her power. She tossed her arms foward, throwing the heavy objects at them. Sayo wasn't much of a fighter, but she tried her best to keep her friends safe. She stretched out her arms and quickly summoned her energy into her hands, dispersing it into the air and stopping some of the objects from passing her. She couldn't stop them all though, being the weaker spirit. Several heavy objects wizzed past Sayo, forcing Kazumi and the others to jump out the way, landing hard on the floor.
"You have to listen Silanda!" shouted Sayo.
"LEAVE ME ALONE!" screamed Silanda.
Silanda had no problem of trying to get rid of Sayo, after all, they were both ghosts. Using one hand to continue throwing objects at Negi and the others, she thrusted her other hand back and summoned her remaining energy to blast at Sayo. A huge gust of energy shot out of her hand and directed itself to Sayo. The force of the blast pushed Sayo back as she used her hands to block the blast. At first she struggled to hold it, everything started to shake and made dodging the objects for Negi and the others harder as they became unbalanced.
"SILANDA! LET US HELP YOU! WE CAN REUNITED YOU WITH YOUR PARENTS!" screamed Sayo.
"YOUR LIEING! MUMMY AND DADDY WILL BE HERE SOON! YOUR TRYING TO KEEP ME AWAY FROM THEM!" growled Silanda.
The more Sayo tried to convince Silanda, the weaker she got, giving Sayo the advantage. Slowly, she forced herself foward. The cries coming from behind of objects hitting her friends gave her strength as Silanda lost strength. The blast of power shortened every second as Sayo grew closer, making Silanda afraid. They were only inches away until Silanda forced her other arm into the struggle, dropping the floating objects. The surge of power strengthened as Sayo struggled to hold it back, Silanda didn't want to go.
"SILANDA! I KNOW HOW YOU FEEL! YOU ARE ALONE AND WANT YOUR PARENTS. I CAN GIVE YOU THAT IF YOU JUST...LET...ME...HELP!" shouted Sayo.
Silanda started to cry, Sayo was getting to her. Her weaps filled the air as her tears sprinkled across the room, creating a beautiful spark that lite up the whole area. Silanda started to feel weak with more than just fear...maybe Sayo was right?
"NO! YO...YOUR LIEING! I...M-MY MUMMY AND DADDY...THEY WILL...I CAN'T..." stuttered Silanda.
Sayo could feel the surge of energy weaken, giving her the upper hand. With her last ounce of energy, she pushed herself closer, grabbing Silanda's palm and stopping the energy blasting out. Everything went quite as Sayo and Silanda's eyes met for a split second. For the first time, Silanda could cry, not because of her past...but because someone cared. Sayo gracefully wrapped her arms around Silanda and hugged her. There spirits connected to one another as Sayo comforted the crying little girl.
"Silanda...you and your parents have passed away. The problem was that you didn't know...but now you do. After so much suffering and pain, all you needed was someone who cared for you. I have started that care, now you can join your parents...and they will finish it. Go...be at peace, for we will always remember you as not a threat...but as a friend. I hope you can think the same about us" smiled Sayo.
Silanda embraced Sayo's hug. It was the first time in a long...long time that anyone had cared for her. Her spirit lit up like a star as they continued to hug. Slowly, white lines started to form out of Silanda, swiftly twirling around both of them until it raised high, shooting up through the roof. Sayo could feel Silanda's presence gracefully faid away but continued to hug the little there was left of her. Everyone watched Silanda's ghostly figure disappear in a shroud of happiness, the white lines glistened through the air as the last of it shot into the sky. The last thing they could hear was Silanda, faintly whispering one last sentance to them all.
"Thank you everyone...thank you" whispered Silanda .
It was over. Everyone was in tears from the heart warming scene, even Kotaro who was brutally smashed through the stairs was just about crying. Sayo turned to them all, glowing whiter than usual. She gave them all an innocent smile that could cheer anyone up.
"Is...it over?" asked Fumika.
Sayo looked up at the ceiling, happy to know that Silanda was finally at peace.
"Yes...Silanda can finally be a peace without any problems" whispered Sayo.
They all looked up with her, admiring the beauty of what was once an angry little girl, turned out to be a sweet innocent daughter named Silanda. They all felt accomplishment in there lives, knowing that Silanda could finally stop her suffering and be with her parents. One by one there sad frowns from the heart warming event turned into a smile, Silanda...was finally at peace.
Heres the 6th and final chapter! I hope you all enjoyed this story as much as I did writing it!
I will be taking a short time off! Writing so many stories and updating them day by day is tiring! Also, I will be doing some research on this story that I plan to write during my short time off. Im going to try and make it my longest story and make the chapters longer which means I may not update the story day by day, maybe every two or three days. That's all im giving away!
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