Due to ‘unforeseen circumstances’, this chapter was kinda rushed as I had to edit a plot point. I hope to be able to continue to use this plot, but I may have to change it completely. Nothing prior to this chapter, nor this chapter itself will be edited. Please enjoy.
Three days had passed since the strange events concerning my friend Persia Orbisula and the green haired girl who seemingly… caved in on herself. My mind had fallen into a deep train of thought the following days, thinking about why, or more to the point, what was happening; I knew this couldn’t be normal, nor a rare event on the planet, because what weather controlled event takes the lives of others? Was someone, or something mad at the human race and wanted sweet revenge? Was Armageddon truly among us after all these years of scientific lies that spurred us into a needless frenzy? Was I just overthinking things as usual? I sighed in confusion, unable to comprehend the sequence of events. Sitting at my desk opposite my bed, I drew a small, pink notebook from the pigeon hole above my desk and flicked through to the only clean page I had. These past few days had been filling it up quite nicely.
I tried thinking about what could have happened to cause this catastrophe.
“Right, so first I…” I cringed as I tried to recall what had happened. I could only remember the most major details, and it frustrated me. “There was the fight with, ummm… Hasovila? Was that her name? And Nethermedys’ brother asking me to be his friend, right before the green haired girl-” I stopped my brain from transmitting the saddening picture to my frail head, and lost my trail of thought in doing so. “Why aren’t I writing this down for?!” I slammed my fist down towards the table, but just caught myself and prevented damage to both the table and my hand. Reaching into my skirt pocket, I produced a purple gel pen and uncapped it carefully, so as not to spray it’s contents over my room. “Ok…” I sighed heavily, scribbling notes into the sheet of paper before me. “The fight with the old girl… I don’t remember her name perfectly” I didn’t write her dame for that reason. “That strange girl who got beaten up…” Gosh, I was terrible with names! “She ran after someone, calling their name.” I felt like this name held some significance, but I couldn’t remember it! I thought as deeply as the breaths I was now taking, staring blankly at the sheet before me. “His name, his name… Pretty sure it began with a D… Or, did it?” This was too much. “Was it even a he?” Was it worth assuming the gender of this person was male and writing it down? I repeatedly tapped the back of the pen against my chin; this was proving to be quite a case! “Never mind… What happened to Persia is certainly my biggest concern right now. She just… sank into the ground after saying something about Thanatos…” It was as if she’d turned into a ghost!
Suddenly, my bedroom door opened, and I slammed my notebook shut, looking to see who had invaded my private area.
“Boy, you closed that quick! What you writing in there?” Came my father’s distinctively charming voice from the door, and I giggled nervously.
“Uhm, nothing important!” I stuffed it back into the slot it came from and stood up, like I normally did when someone entered my room. Though my dad seemed to know me better than I do.
“You sure?” He asked, closing the door behind him and sitting on my bed, admiring how messy my room had become. “You sounded serious from outside.” I was speaking out loud?!
“Dad, it was nothing…” I must’ve sounded pretty pitiful, because he gave me that look which said ‘You’re lying, aren’t you?’. I knew he could see right though my wall of lies, so why did I persist? Perhaps because no-one would believe me, not even my dad?
“Mitsuna, you’ve been acting strange for the past 4 days; You’re not one to wake up late, not even on weekends, and since when were you satisfied with a room looking like this?” He was onto me, but what could I tell him? “You skipped breakfast the day this all started, too. Are you ill or something?”
“No I’m…” What was the use? “Oh, Fine then… Strange things have been happening at school.” He leaned in closer, which I guessed was my cue to keep talking. “Have you seen the sky recently?” A ridiculous question, considering my father never left the house; his job consisted of him sitting in front of his computer all day.
“Nope, why?” He replied obliviously, and I knew he’d never buy it.
“There’s… a huge chunk missing out of it, and people have been disappearing ever since it’s appearance.” He stared blankly at me and I cursed at myself in my mind. Why did I tell him? He’d never believe me.
“You’re certain?” He said as he stood up, his face looking ready to burst into laughter.
“Yes, I am!” He just walked out of my room after I’d confirmed what I had said, and I assumed he burst out laughing. I couldn’t hear any form of laughter though. Would anyone take me seriously?
I met Medys outside after having gotten dressed for school and we’d left early, not waiting for Lunokuni like we usually did; I had told her I wanted to speak with the head of the Student Staff: Simurton Harunt. It was unlikely he’d take us seriously, and he’d probably just say something like ‘Inconceivable’, or ‘This isn’t productive, stop wasting my time.’
“Say, Mitsuna? Medys asked with a quiet tone as she turned to face me.
“Yeah?” I replied, noticing she was more pale than usual. Had something bad happened?
“What do you hope to gain from visiting Simurton? He’ll probably just brush it off anyway,” She was probably right, but…
“If anyone’s gonna be held responsible for missing students that disappeared in school itself, it’ll be him. Which means he has to help us.” Or so I thought.
After another ten minutes, we’d arrived at the office of Simurton Harunt, and we’d explained the situation to him.
“Nonsense. You’re just taking up my time.” He snapped as he continued to fill in the pile of paperwork before him, pretending like we didn’t even exist.
“Are you being serious?” I yelled at him, tempted to push the paperwork all over the floor, but I refrained from doing so.
“Are you?” He asked carelessly, “You want me to believe that the sky sucked up this missing student that keeps coming up in my reports?”
“Yeah, we do. It’s still out there!” Now he’d have to come with us! Medys chipped in to strengthen our evidence.
“Ask the psychiatrist, he must have had people coming to him about it.” But Simurton really wouldn’t have it.
“He’s not filed any reports of the missing student, nor filed any useful files at all. All the psychiatrist does is cause me problems. It’d be easier on the school’s budget and education if we just fired him. Now stop bothering me.” What was up this guy’s ass?!
“You won’t even-”
“Just go. You’re wasting my time.” With that he ushered us out of his office and shut the door behind us, and I saw him through the window filling out paperwork with a frustrated look on his face.
“You two…” I heard a voice down the corridor that I thought I recognised, just with a little less feeling to it.
“You?” I turned around to face the voice, and saw the girl from before, limping towards me ever so slightly. She was still a little covered in bruises, but looked fine nonetheless from this distance.
“Yes. It’s happening. We must inform Harunt immediately.” The closer she drew to us, the more I began to sense that something was seriously wrong. My finger, however, was unable to place itself on what was terribly wrong.
“We tried, he wouldn’t have it.” Medys said, scowling in the window.
“Then allow me.” The girl was mere inches away from us, and my body was covered in goosebumps. What was wrong with her? Just looking into her eyes seemed to apprehend my attention with an impressive strength. Her fist pounded weakly against the door, as if she had no motive to speak to the head, but who did? The door flung open, and Simurton took a deep breath.
“What do you need?” He asked in a feigned polite tone.
“Duskiternis.” With this one word, his eyes widened in shock.
“You can’t mean…” So now he’d co-operate, huh? I put on a smug face and crossed my arms.
“He’s done it at last. We have to act.” He’s done this? Who even was he? Simurton looked at us, defeated yet resolute.
“Alright, my apologies for my doubt in you two. We’ll head to my place after hours.” HE turned his head away, and his voice grew serious. “Not one of you must be late.” With this he shut the door and filed about half of the paperwork to one side.
“Won’t buy it?” The strange girl asked rhetorically, looking me in the eyes. What was wrong with her eyes? It was like they were devoid of the will to live!
“Good job, he wouldn’t listen to us…” I scratched my nose. “Can I please ask your name?”
“Garuda. My second name only reminds me of my fate.” Not only did this girl look odd, she also spoke odd! “Don’t forget to be there tonight. I’m certain everyone is aware of Harunt’s address.” With this, Garuda walked off down the corridor, and Medys and I rushed to our maths class.
It seemed like forever we had waited for the bell to signal the end of school. Medys, Lunokuni and I all had left to walk home together, Lunokuni wanting to come with us to Simurton’s house; her interest was peaked by the subject on our minds.
“You guys know where we’re going, right?” I asked, not exactly certain myself.
“Nope. We just look for Harunt Manor, a medium sized estate.” Medys replied, happy to have been of use to me. We all knew that Simurton was loaded with money, and that his parents lived in their own estate at the end of the town, but we’d never been to that specific part of town, and as such we had no idea where it actually was. We had decided the best course of action was to scour the outskirts of the town until we came across it, knowing he would never have lived in the middle of the commoners.
“Aww, we’re gonna be late at this rate!” I moaned, brushing my pigtails with a hairbrush from my bag to occupy my shaky hands. I was scared for some reason, but all I wanted to do was punch Simurton in the face. Lunokuni pointed through the dense trees to our left at a chimney that was poking through the top of them.
“You reckon it’s this one?” She asked, and because we had no other leads, we chose to cut through the forest and see if the chimney belonged to Harunt Manor.
We’d trekked through the thick forest about halfway when we came across a strange statue of a short girl wrapped in warm clothing and the wings of a hummingbird pointing upwards with a blackened sword that looked like it was covered in raven wings. Medys went closer and inspected the engraved message on the plaque, her slow reading abilities impeding our ability to move on.
“Well?” I asked, tapping my foot on the floor impatiently.
“I think you need to look at this!” She said, beckoning us over, and we drew towards her like moths to a light bulb.
“Lunokuni, allow me.” I squatted down to read the plaque, pushing my hair behind my back to prevent it from getting muddy at the tips.
Reading aloud, the plaque read as follows:
One of the most successful ——- in th- country, was d-m-li–ed here on the…
“The date’s been scratched out, I can’t read it…” I read on. The grounds here are sacred, and cannot be built on due to ——–. The text had become more faded as we read on, and we could only pick out incoherent nonsense. But one thing made our skin crawl.
“On the last line… Look at the name…” Medys said in horror, her breathing rate increasing dramatically.
“Elena Himiko… You know her_ Nethermedys?” Lunokuni asked, tilting her head to the side in confusion.
“No, not in p-person…” She hunched herself together. “The name… I once heard Thanatos scream her name, or something similar… Maybe I’m just paranoid…” She stood, staring in disbelief at the name before her. I had no clue what she was talking about, but the entire statue gave me the creeps.
“Guys, we’re gonna be late!” I grabbed both Medys’ amd Lunokuni’s arms and ran with them to the chimney we’d seen, the eerie sensation that someone was watching me dissipating the further I got away from that statue.
“You’re all late. Unbelievable.” Simurton was stood outside the large gate to his manor with his arms folded in irritation, the chimney having indeed been part of his abode.
“We’re sorry…” I panted, catching my breath as quickly as I could.
“Garuda is already inside. We shall make haste to join her.” He turned and entered a combination of numbers into a small black box, and the gate slowly opened for us.
“Quicken your pace.” He said as he directed us to his front door, the house itself looking even more admirable than the trees in front of it. Naturally.
“Nice place_ Harunt…” Lunokuni gasped as she began to take it all in, her eyes flitting around like mad.
“It’s nothing, really.” At least he was modest. “I believe she’s in he living room.”
Upon entering, we’d been through at least 5 different rooms and 3 staircases before we had reached the living room, each being bigger than my bedroom at least, and my room was large. The journey through royalty was worth it though, as before us stood the most beautiful looking room I had seen in my life. I felt my eyes must have been glistening and my mouth drooling, but this wasn’t some anime.
“Ahh! It’s amazing!” I felt a firm hand strike the back of my head.
“Cut it out, we’re here on serious business.” Modesty hurt.
“Oww…” We were lead to a black leather sofa facing what must have been a 60” plasma screen television, and we sank into the sofa like we were sat on a cloud forged from the heavens themselves. Had I never experienced true luxury before?
“Stay here for a while, I’m going to retrieve Garuda.” With this, he took off up the huge flight of stairs behind us and was cut off from view as we turned to face the window before us.
“Where d’ya reckon his parents got the money_ huh?” Lunokuni asked playfully, a devious look on her face that allowed my mind to predict her next words. “Some backstreet dealing?”
“Mhmm, I’m sure that’s it.” Medys replied, leaning back as the sofa virtually ate her back in it’s comfort. I didn’t want to go anywhere. Although I didn’t particularly like Simurton, he sure had taste, and knew hospitality to a T: a butler had laid out cookies on a tray on the table in front of us, but we were too comfy to grab them. The air conditioner was set to just the right temperature to cool us from the warmth outside. I felt like Simurton had his life easy with all this money! It was no wonder he looked down on us lower classes!
“Hey, you guys remember this?” Medys stood up from the sofa after an intemse battle to free herself from it’s grips of comfort and slid her hand into her left trouser pocket after lifting her skirt up with her other hand. This was a burning question for me.
“Hey, Medys. Why do you wear a skirt and trousers? It’s kinda weird.” She looked at me and her skirt dropped back down over her trousers.
“Just a habit.” She looked away again swiftly, thrusting her hand hurriedly into her right pocket, a look of horror and realisation covering her face.
“You OK? I didn’t mean to offend you…” I looked at her with fake puppy dog eyes, and she shed a tear.
“My keyring I got from Thanatos! I can’t find it!” But it seemed that was the least of our worries.
“You three, get up here now!” Came the worry stricken voice of Simurton Harunt from upstairs, and the sofa seemed to release it’s firm grip on me almost at once.
“But which room is he in? There’s so many upstairs!” Lunokuni couldn’t be argued with; looking only at the left side of the manor, there were two more floor each having eight doors on each floor.
“Trust your instinct!” I yelled as I grabbed a handful of cookies before running up the first flight of stairs, the two behind me looking at me funnily. “What, it was instinct!” I said as we ran further and further up the stairs, ending up in front of the eight doors we’d examined from below. I didn’t know which one to pick, but my guts said the third door.
I booted the door open, and a strong, dark sensation came flooding over my senses, making me temporarily lose my balance. I fell into the banister, and pulled myslef together as we apprehensively entered the room we’d chosen.
“I can’t believe this, you three…” Simurton was kneeling next to an unconscious body on the floor that we could not quite make out as the lights were off, but we could see that the life within the eyes was slipping away, and fast. I felt the body, knowing I stood no chance of finding the light switch, and I thought I recognised the distinctive clothing. All of a sudden, I heard Lunokuni shout:
“I found the light switch!” Of course. The lights flickered on, and the sight before me shocked everyone in the room into silence, gaping mouths and widened eyes.
It seemed we’d found out who was next.
It seemed like my sanity was beginning to slip away from my mind’s usually firm grasp. Reality was worming it’s way into my head and lubricating the sides of my mind, allowing it to slip out of me and into the void our insolence may or may not have created. The amount of people claiming to have heard rumours about a green haired girl disappearing into a ball of darkness was incredible. Did such a person even go to our school? I was fairly certain that dyed hair wasn’t allowed, but who knows? The staff are far too lax around here, so I submitted a report to the Student Staff, informing them of the disappearance. I must simply wait for their reply. If my predictions are correct, I fear the worst for my own sake. Though far-fetched, my ideas are what I think to be the most likely explanation for this rumour. My reports also show my times to recover each day are becoming slower, suggesting that I should give the job a break? But I couldn’t dump the burden on another. Besides, most people in the school look up to me even though they don’t know me, so I’m stuck in a loop that will inevitably crush something important to me. What that is, I do not know, but for now, I must rest. Much lies on the path ahead.