Yuki. You need to call her, see what she knows. You pull your phone from your pocket, quickly dialing her number. She picks up after three rings.
"Harry." She sounds somewhat tense. "Not a good time. What is it?"
"James disappeared." You reply immediately. "Did you piss off any fairies or their buddies lately?"
"What?" There's a loud crash from her end. "Shit, hold on. Wait, what happened? Start at the beginning."
"I woke up a few minutes ago, heard a crash from his room. Breaking glass, stuff like that. So I went to see, saw it was torn up, sensed fairy magic. He wasn't supposed to be home yet, so I thought it was nothing, but then I saw his car." You shrug. "That's all I know so far."
"And of course he's the only one in our family to not be a mage." She grumbles. "Fuck. Right, listen. I can't make it home for another week. We're in the middle of the Amazon, and I can't gate us out. And of course, no civilization, so that's out as well."
"Of course not." A familiar voice whispers in your mind, "Since when could she? When were you able to rely on her? Coward, traitor, abandoning us so." Damnit. Looks like he's awake again. You aren't even using any magic.
You ignore the murmurs, instead sighing and collapsing onto a couch. "Right. Any clues though?" Your voice is carefully empty of any resentment.
She hums thoughtfully. "Not much, I gotta say. There's a lot of fey here of course, but they're a different court, and we've been avoiding pissing them off. The Lycans we're hunting aren't the type to hook up with the fey either. I don't know anything about your end of course, I'm not there. Mind sending me a pic and some basic notes?"
"I'll get it to you after we're done talking." You reply evenly.
"Thanks." She says, "Anyway, did you try scrying him?"
You snort. "I'd probably drive myself insane when it backfired." You'd know. You don't say, You were there when I cast the ritual, when everything first went wrong.
"Right." She muses. "You're bad at mind and body magic. Shit, I don't have any suggestions then."
"Useless." The voice repeats.
"Shut up." You hiss at it.
"Harry?" You can practically hear the frown in her voice. "Did you say something?"
"Nothing important." You reply shortly.
"Sure." She agrees after a moment. "Listen, call me when you find out anything else, okay?"
"Sure." You repeat, hanging up. You take a moment to just sit against the couch, thinking. Calling Yuki didn't work out very well, but you're not about to give up. Not so easily. Still however, she has a point. While you're not the best at the path of minds, a spell to find a mind that you already know... how hard could it be? Not hard at all, you're sure. You already know the formulas you'd need, you've used a variation in the Path of Energy when you'd smelled smoke and had to check for a fire.
Well. You have one thing you can still try, though you're certain you'll regret it.
"Shut up for a minute." You order the voice. It turns it's attention, such that is it, on you as you bulldoze forward. "Listen. Listen. I need you to focus on something else. A spell to find someone. How do I simplify that?"
The voice quiets for a moment before it starts speaking again. "Such a problem, with so little skill to apply to it. Invocation of the mind is what we need. The growth of the wilds is the growth of the mind, Harpax's dominion is required. Burnt Holly or Cedar will invoke it. Methiax, the realm of dreams and creation, found in the unborn existence of a shattered egg. Naoth, the invoker of imagery and teaching, found in vervain or bay leaves. The Sanity of Ruax can be called with poppies. Burn all of it, render it ash and dust, and never usable again, and they will accept your sacrifice, and the paths will be smoothened. Runes, places of power, and other such tools may assist as well."
"Right." You take a breath. "Without all that, what can I do?"
"If he is within 70 yards, you may locate him." The voice says 'helpfully.'
"... That's not very useful." You point out. "What if I do add those things?"
"The sacrifices will increase it to 100 yards." You're pretty sure it's taunting you now, with the sort of smug amusement you can hear in it's... it. Fuck. It's taunting you now. This is why you hate calling upon it, even if it is supposed to be a facet of your own soul, separated and twisted into an archive.
"That's still not useful." You growl.
"We are bad at mind magic." The voice informs you.
"Yeah, I noticed." You grumble out loud. "Right. Whatever." You've got more options, fortunately, more things you can try. But, well, which one?
[ ] The Goblin Markets. They trade in everything there, including information. But at what price?
[ ] Your old teacher's house. Even though the old man kicked the bucket, maybe one of his enemies is behind this. You might find something there.
[ ] Jack's school. Maybe there'll be something there of note?
[ ] Lilian Demascus's place. A werewolf who wants you under her thumb, you've managed to avoid it thus far. Is this her way of getting you to obey? Doesn't seem her style, if only due the lycanthropic preference for direct challenges.
[ ] James Smith. A Vampire whom you've clashed with over your dislike of his feeding habits, mainly because the bastard has no goddamn self control and as the only mage in the city, you keep getting called to clean up after him. You recently embarrassed him, so maybe he's trying to get back at you? Seems unlikely, since he is relying on you to clean up his messes.
[ ] Miri... something. A crazy dude who works at the same place you do and tried to punch you yesterday for some inane reason. This guy isn't actually aware of the supernatural as far as you know, but hey, last person you'd suspect, right?
[ ] Try the divination. The voice in your head has helpfully informed you that it's not likely to succeed, but surely it can't hurt. And think of how embarrassing it'd be if he were close by.
[ ] Summon something and ask them.
[ ] Hit up the Council. While you hate talking with them, the Council is, technically, supposed to handle this sort of stuff, especially since you're fairly confident this is a mage vs. non-mage thing. On the other hand, if the kidnapper was another mage, this is going to go badly for you, and you'll end up owing a favor.
[ ] Go visit the local fairy court. This is generally a last resort, but they're almost definitely involved in some way. On the other hand, fairies are bastards who are not to be trusted. Ever.
AN: So, now I know why people rarely offer "what type of person are you" choices. Some combo's can be hard. Lunatic + Ritualist means that this is how it ended up manifesting. The voice is, if it wasn't clear, basically a split off section of your mind purposely designed to serve as a mental archive/spellbook thing. On the other hand, it grew it's own personality, and now you're insane, thus justifying the Lunatic trait. Relatedly, character creation is now over, and your character and his abilities have been finalized. I've put up a general overview of your abilities earlier on, and... yeah. I think that's everything. Anyway, feel free to ask questions as needed, Harry's pretty knowledgeable (comes with being a wizard.)