A/N: This one gets a little graphic
Chapter 4: The Song in the wind incident PT 3.
I flew at top speed, making sure to try and keep low so I wasn't spotted. Didn't want to get tagged by the danmaku equivalent of a SAM-or scare some poor villager into thinking the village was under attack. The song was steadily getting louder, and I could make out some of the words;
"ο᾽βελοϝεδ, ϊωεεπ̈φορ̈τηεε,
το̈ηαϝε̈λεφτ̈φορ̈τηε̈σεας,
νεϝερ̈το̈ρετυρν,
ο᾽βελοϝεδ, ξομε̈βαξκ̈το̈με,
φρομ̈τηε̈δεπτησ᾽̈ξολδ̈εμβραξε."
The language itself was unfamiliar, but it was clear much like Mystia said it sure wasn't Japanese. The melody itself was haunting and sorrowful. I could feel the tingle of magic up my spine-not as powerful as when Yukari had turned me into an Ice Fae-but clearly incredibly potent if I could feel it. I pulled up short of the glow, trying to compensate for the sudden change. 'Alright where are you?' I had a half a mind to use a flare to further illuminate the area, but I might actually end up scaring off whatever creature was singing. I wasn't referring to it as a youkai until I had more information, but first I actually had to locate the darned thing. I noticed some movement below-gotcha!
I began to drop-if this creature was indeed a youkai-at least a native one-then it had a lot to answer for. I landed behind a small patch of bushes, peering out into the dimly lit forest. The light itself seem be pulsing and dancing-almost like it was alive. I heard footsteps approaching and hunkered down so I didn't get spotted. I thought I heard the rustle of leather as I moved some of the leaves to the side-I spotted the armored form of a samurai. Why was he out here alone? Did he get charmed? With a fair amount of apprehension-I left my hiding spot and floated after him. Don't get me wrong, I'm all for letting someone better trained do a job that I can't, or at least can't do particularly well. But my job's to solve the incident, and by extension help these people.
I cursed my sense of responsibility-you'd think as a fairy I'd be taking every opportunity to shirk my duty. But no...I just had to-focus! Get this guy outta here now, self-berate later. "Hey!" I called, and when he didn't seem to respond I grabbed his shoulder, "HEY DUMMY!" I yelled into his ear-and winced at the noise. The song seem to waver for a moment, but continued. When the samurai still didn't react I immediately circled around, pushing against him in an attempt to stop or at least slow him down. Yeah-all maybe fifty pounds of me. I seemed to be making progress until I was suddenly flung to the side. Slamming into the tree I felt the air being blasted from my body. I spent a good few moments wheezing and looked up-the guy was already mothing further away. Well, if I can't break whatever kind of trance he's in, maybe I can follow him to our mystery singer. I was honestly curious now-was the singer's hold over him so strong that he didn't even draw his blade to finish me while I was stunned. While I could feel the magic, I wasn't really bothered by it, and it was awful pretty. Huh, wonder why?
I shook off the dazed feeling and took off after him, my flight pattern erratic. I was doing far more flying in one day than I have in three years-and no, being dragged along by Cirno doesn't count. I flitted from tree to tree-taking care to avoid any direct sight lines while keeping the human in sight. I pulled the flare gun, loading a red flare in it; hopefully someone would know what it meant. Danmaku might be a better choice for signaling someone, but I was always for some of the mundane solutions-and the flare would last a little longer.
Unless their was something about the magic that would snuff it out...you know what? Just gonna use both. I could feel the magic getting stronger with every second-seeming to suffuse me. No, not suffuse...I wasn't sure how to describe it. The music was so pretty...
So...
Pretty....
What was I doing again? I landed with a soft thump, a smile on my face. The lights seemed to dance and pulse around me-in spite of how sad it was, I couldn't help but feel a kind of joy in the song. I began to hum along, nodding my head as I sat their for a moment. I'm supposed to be doing something-maybe find the source? Yeah....that....that sounds right. Navigating through the trees, I chuckled-if only Yukari could hear this-she'd probably find it just as pretty. Yukari...wait...she...wasn't she the one that sent me to find the song? I reached for the radio, shaking my head to try and shake off the effects of the song, and upon taking a deep breath-
Gagged upon the stench of something rotten. Have you ever smelled a decaying body? I have-mostly when walking home when I was in school and came across roadkill. Almost like a sulfur stench mixed in with decaying meat. None too pleasant. And it was strong. I made a conscious effort not to breath though my nose-if the stench was this strong, it meant that the bodies-and possibly any surviving villagers were nearby. Alright, don't breath through your nose and ignore the song. Not hard because all I had to do was breath through my nose again. I instead reached for the flare gun. My plan was to fire it off as soon as I located the youkai, and hold long enough for someone to arrive.
A few minuets later-followed by the near overwhelming stench of death-I arrived in a clearing where figure atop a large bolder stood, with a few figures were sat cross-legged around them, while the samurai stood stalk still. Maybe he was trying to throw off the effects? There were more figures around them-motionless. I didn't need to look closer. "Here's our culprit." I muttered, rasing the flare gun, "EY!" I fired at that-the red light shining brightly as I unleashed a spray of danmaku alongside it. The music stopped, combined with the confused groans humans. Better illuminated, I stared at them; most of the humans were in bad shape-but the youkai in question was a woman-wings where arms should be-legs ending in scaly feet, with dirty blonde hair. She wore a loose fitting toga, and from what I could see here skin seemed to be covered in the same scales-or small feathers. "Evenin'," I said pleasantly, walking forward, "Mighty fine night, isn't it?"
The woman floated down from her perch, and replied: "σο...ψοϋηαϝε̈φιναλλψ̈αρριϝεδ." She seemed, both relieved and sad at the same time. <"Reckon you don't speak Japanese."> I let out a sigh, and glanced at the samurai-he seemed to be coming out of it as his hand inched slowly towards his weapon, <"How bout English?"> She shook her head, and oddly enough, her wing ended in a four fingered hand, to which she summoned a small blaze of fire.
"ασ¨φατε̈φορετολδ̣̈ψοϋαρε̈τηε̈ενδ̈το̈μψ̈ταλε." Her tone was almost resigned, "ωηετηερ̈βψ̈ψοϋηανδ̣̈τηε̈ωαρριορ᾽σ¨ορ̈τηε̈αβομινατιον̣̈μψ̈φατε̈ισ¨σεαλεδ."
"Now hold up, you don't have to-" She hurled it at me, in which the firebolt expanded to the size of a fist. I reflexively ducked, feeling the heat of it overhead. "Of course she chooses to do this the hard way." I fired off a stream in a wedge style pattern, alternating between icicles and standard balls of energy. She danced around them, and made to take to the sky, but not before a shout of "BANZAI!" echoed through the clearing. She leapt back from the warriors katana, narrowly avoiding decapitation, and followed up with several strikes from clawed hands which scraped against the man's armor. "LAZY SNOWBALL!" That same slow moving projectile-one that served absolutely no purpose beyond having a card was now going to be somewhat useful. The samurai began to slowly drive her towards it. I threw several more shotgun-like patterns in order to keep her on her toes. So long as he could keep the youkai locked down...
A quick flash of movement followed by a scream as he went down clutching at his neck "Well damn." So he might be mortally wounded. I had to finish it, fast. Reaching for the radio, I hurled a single, fast moving spike that while missed, at least took some of her feathers. Turning it on as I narrowly dodged several more fireballs and-was that lightening? "I NEED BACKUP NOW GODDAMNIT!" I roared as she unleashed a column of fire in my direction, setting some of the trees alight. I took to the sky. "I've located the youkai, but she's putting up-shit!" Searing pain ran up my arm as a lucky gout caught the radio and melted one of my hands off-the pain itself fading as quickly as it had come-benefits of being a fae I guess.. She'd taken off, and was currently flying towards me, gathering sparks. In a panic, I hurled more icicles at her. I heard a squeal of pain followed by a thud. Looking down, I saw that several of them had made their mark. Breathing hard, I glared at her. Floating down, I saw she was trying to rise-I could see the blood running down where the three had penetrated-stomach, shoulder and chest area. Gathering flames in hand, I saw the hatred in her eyes. "I'd be havin a mind to be stoppin if I was you." I'd all but snarled as I readied for another attack. She made a move to attack, a bloodied sneer on her lips-only to stop short as an arrow embedded itself in her chest just above where my icicle had hit. I used the opening created to try and freeze her using the icicles as the focus points.
The youkai started to charge again, but began to turn blue as she collapsed-unable to cope with the blood loss and her insides being frozen solid. I turned, and spotted another samurai-was that Koji? Accompanied by a woman in a blue dress-it was that school teacher. I laughed weakly, feeling exhaustion taking over.
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A few minutes later, a party from the village came to exhume the bodies. Many of them were festering with vermin, clad in decaying rags, though showed no signs of being savaged which was odd. The few villagers who had survived, including the samurai-would need medical attention. I had drawn upon some of the water in the air to create a new hand-it'd probably be around an hour or so before I could use it again. No one had yet to come and talk to me, so maybe I could go home for the night.
I leaned against a tree, watching as they worked. I heard footsteps approaching, and turned. It was Ran. "Yukari-sama would like to speak with you." The kitsune's tone was formal. I shook my head. "Youkai was an unknown species, didn't speak English or Japanese. Proved a lot tougher than what I could handle." My reply was rather lame, "Had to call for backup. If she's annoyed about that-" When she placed a hand on my shoulder and started to steer me towards a gap, I had a feeling I was in for it.
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Going through gaps, even Yukari's, isn't like traveling through a tunnel, but rather is somewhat instantaneous-you loose all sight and sound for a moment and then bam! You arrive at your destination. I found myself in a western style living room, and was still being steered by Ran as she guided me though a long hall and finally came before an eastern style sliding door. Ran knocked on the door frame, and spoke: "Yukari-sama, I've brought him."
The silence stretched for a moment, followed by a reply.
"Enter." The slid open, and I stepped in. Yukari was seated on her knees at a table, a steaming pot and two cups sitting on it. "Farzi, good to see you." Her tone was that infuriating calm tone, "Have a seat." She gestured to the spot in front of her. Here it comes. "First," She said, calmly pouring both of us a cup of tea and setting the pot down, "I would like to congratulate you on solving your first incident, and in a timely manner." Reaching for the cup, I noticed it wasn't steaming anymore, so that's good I guess? Fighting the urge of rollin' my eyes at her praise as I took a sip-hmmm, lemon. "Alright. But you wouldn't've brought me here for a little bit of buttering up." That earned me a raised eyebrow. "Aside from your rather...rude transmission interrupting our evening meal, I would like to know exactly what you saw."
"Well, aside from the woman-looked like some kind tengu-lot of the bodies weren't tore up or nothin, almost like they just let themselves die." And ain't that a might bit disturbin'. The gap youkai seemed to process that for a moment. "I see," She put her cup down and looked hard at me, "Do you have anything else to report?" I thought real hard on that one, and shook. "Aside from what I told Ran: youkai was an unknown species, didn't speak no English or Japanese. Proved more than I could handle, probably be a puddle right now if Koji hadn't shown up." She regarded me for a moment, and nodded. "Unfortunately I couldn't apprehend her, so she was exterminated instead."
The silence stretched on for a few moment, with her drinking her tea and me more or less playing with mine. Finally, she set her now empty cup down. "Hmm...well that's very unfortunate-I would've liked to have met them." As if you couldn't bring her back, I decided to test my luck. "So what's keeping you from doing so?" At the question, she actually did a double-take, or at least I think she did. "Perhaps, if fewer villagers had died or she had been caught beforehand." Yukari simply shrugged. "Unfortunately, her extermination would've been necessary one way or another." The way she said it...that meant she-
Before I could say anything, a gap opened up behind me. "I've dropped off your payment and a replacement radio at your home. This gap will take you to the shore of the Misty Lake." A dismissive wave of her hand indicated I should probably be moseying on. "Please refrain from using radio unless it a true emergency." Standing up, I glanced back at her. Same smile, same playful look-and she was fanning herself-her eyes on the other hand were cold and analytic. Shaking my head, I stepped through the gate; I wasn't in the mood to push my luck any further tonight.
As it closed and I stepped out into the cool night air of the lake with the sound of chirping insects and gentle lapping of the waves, I murmured into the empty air:
"If you knew what was going on, why didn't you intervene sooner?" The night returned no answer.
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Yukari...Yukari-while she's held up to her agreement with me, which is why I have greater degree of common sense than most fairies-yes I know if I actually had some to begin with I wouldn't have taken her deal to begin with-and she compensates me for my time when I'm working for her; I will never fully trust her and with good reason.
This incident often comes to mind. God I need a drink, maybe I'll hit up an Oni for one later.
A/N: I actually had to retype this after my browser crashed-so it went from half decently written to a messy text wall.