Hi, readers! It took me a whille to write this so I hope you enjoy it! I won't be posting in a while because me and my friends are going to France on a school trip in 4 days. Can't waiiiiit XD I've just realised how many spelling mistakes were in that last chapter and I'm so sorry! Hopefully this one will be better. I'm going to work on a front cover for this story to give you a better idea of what the characters look like (that's if I can get my scanner working). Anyway - Hope you enjoy! :)

Chapter five: Chrysanthemum's first job.

Master Bob waited patiently as Chrys scanned the request board. He was right, it was varied.

She eventually tore off a small request for cleaning.

"Bob, would I be aloud to do this one?" Chrys inquired.

"Ofcourse! I'll just contact the ones that requested it!" Bob cheered as he skipped away.

From behind, Chrys heard a chuckle, then a giggle, then a full on laugh. She turned around to see Fudo looking at the paper she was holding.

"What are you laughing at? Jerk!" She snapped.

"The job your doing. It's pointless. It's not even giving you enough money for a months rent. Only the loosers take those jobs - Oh, wait, in that case it's perfect."

Chrys glanced at the paper he was holding in his hand. "Why you- Let's see what your job is!"

"Fine, take a look."

Inscripted on the request was;

Please help! The house I've recently moved into is haunted. I have no idea what's causing it, butI'm sure i'll need a strongwizard to acomplish such a task.

Address: ...

Name: ...

Chrys was shocked. She was also shocked at the pay. 4000J.

"Pfffft. Like i'd want to take a job like that."
"And you'd rather take your job?" Fudo jeered. "Here's an idea. Why don't you come on this job with me and earn half the money? or less depending on how good you are. You'll only be able to take jobs like this if an S-Class wizard such as myself comes with you."

Just then, Bob came trotting along.

"I'm sorry, Chrys, but the job you chose has expired. But better luck next time! I'm sure you'll find the perfect job!"

"It's cool, Bob, she's coming on a job with me."

"Hold on, since when did I agree too that?" Chrys exclamed.

"Fudo-san, honey, I don't know if it's a good idea for Chrys here to be going on S-class jobs at the stage she's at right now... I mean, it's her first job."

"I'm with her. I'll protect her, she'll be fine." Fudo switched to a more serious tone. It felt to Chrys as if he really wanted her to come with him. She decided to give it a shot, even if he was being a complete idiot.

"I'll go, Bob, If I don't come back in one piece it'll be my own fault." She stated.

"Oh my, such determination. I guess I'll have to let you go now." Bob giggled as he once again placed his hand over his mouth.

Chrys and Fudo started thier walk.

"Well, here we go. Would you prefer to take the four-wheeler or the train?" Fudo asked.

"Four-wheeler!" She quickly replied. Avoiding another train journey was crucial for her health at the moment. Not to mention avoiding another dose of humiliation. Round the back of the guild were 20 high-tech magic four-wheelers. Chrys gaped in awe as the long line of dazzling vehicles stared back at her, thier shinning coats gleamed in the light. Fudo didn't hesitate and climbed abourd a lusterous red one.

"Hurry up then!" He shouted, impatiently.

"Well, excuse me for never seeing this much technology in one place. Who made all these?"

"Hibiki. A guild member. He's away on a job with his annoying team at the moment. Now hop in already!" Shouted Fudo In frustration.

"A guild member made all of those? And I'm coming!" Chrys replied viciously as she sauntered in Fudo's direction. She then sat in the passenger seat as Fudo clipped the SE plug onto his wrist.

"Here we go!" Fudo shouted, accelerating.

He started the vehicle slowly and then picked up the pace. Eventually, he ended up going at atleast 100mph.

"Fudo! What are you doing?" Chrys screamed as Fudo doged yet another tree. "Do you have a death wish?"

"Loosen up, Chrys. It'll get us there alot quicker than the train." He managed to say calmly.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" She shrieked. The bumpy road sent her flying at all angles. Somehow, Fudo remained still. She began to wish they's took the train instead.

After another 30 minutes of madness, they finnaly arrived at the old, worn-down house. The massive building had a steryotypical haunted hause architecture and was dark purple in colour. Poison Ivy crept up the brick walls and the fact that it was night time gave the 'Scary' look a massive boost. Fudo fearlesly strolled up to the main entrance with a terrified Chrysanthemum lagging behind. BANG! BANG! sounded the skull-shaped door-knocker as Fudo slammed it against it's resting position. Chrys yelped as footsteps could be heard. The door Then opened with a high-pitched creak. Stood in the entrance was a middle-aged woman with mid-length ginger hair and brown eyes.

"Greetings!" She seemed relived that she had finanly recieved help for her problem.

"Hey. I'm Fudo and this is Chrys. We were wondering what kind of things were going on that makes you think it's haunted."

"Come in!" The woman beckoned "I'm Amber, nice to meet you! Here's my story." Amber sat them down in a red leather chair. "Me and my husband, Gary, have recently had a baby boy so we needed to move into a bigger alotment. We have 5 other children so we thought this house would be nice and spacious and have room for them to play. We've stayed here for a week now and noticed strange occurances. You see, the other day I was unpacking and..."

Past P.O.V

"Mummy, have you unpacked my toothbrush?"
"Not quite. You'll have to wait a bit longer." Amber replied.

"Okay. Can I go play with saphire?"

"Ofcourse, honey."

The child ran off to play as Amber was left unpacking the diningroom cutlery. From the corner of her eye she saw a glimmer of blue light. She turned round to see what it was and nothing was there.

"It must have been my imagination" She said out loud at she focused on her duty. Her ginger hair fell over her face as she was unpacking a pesky knife. All of a suden she felt her mind slip away from her. Amber gripped the knife in her hand and stood up. She couldn't control herself. It was as if she was watching through her own eyes but couldn't contact her brain. Her possesed self's head slowly cocked to one side and started pacing to the door of the basement.

"Honey?" Gary, her husband, walked through.

Amber imediatley snnaped out of it and replied.

"Yes, dear?"

"Um, it doesn't matter, it was in my pocket. Why are you holding that knife?"

Amber didn't want to scare him so she quickly replied "Oh, this? I was taking it to be washed, It's really greasy."

Preasent P.O.V

"Normally, I wouldn't jump to conclusions like this, but it wasn't just me this was happening to. Please, I'm getting scared, what if one of us can't stop ourselves?" Amber said with tear-filled eyes.

"We'll do our best." Fudo promised in his serious tone.