《CRIMSON MOON (SHORT CHAPTERS)》Chapter 12: The Supernatural Investigation Society
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January 20th, Lucifugus Mansion
The sun has set, the moon shines down the Borderland. Located near the mountains there is an exclusive street where the leaders of the Twin cities live. Giant mansions with the best cars. At the end of the street there is a huge mansion where the mayor resides.
In the dining hall, the Lucifugus family is having dinner:
"Father, why is the new student in the same class as me?" Aleister exclaims.
Darius chuckles and replies:
"Well my son, I didn't know it would matter to you…"
"It does matter, that guy is dangerous, he has a powerful mana…"
"I agree with our son dear...the student named Uriel Di Fiore is similar to Roberto Vazquez, do they have any connections?"
"You guessed it dear, that boy is Roberto's son, the one who almost killed me 5 years ago…" Darius says as he drinks a glass of wine.
"So he is the son of that man...and that makes me…" Olivia gets angry and begins to release mana, breaking all the glass in the table.
"Come down dear, there is no need to get all worked up, besides you can't kill him yet...I need him for my plans and I want Aleister to make him an ally instead of an enemy.”
Olivia stops releasing mana and says; "I'm sorry, I got a little carried away…"
"Foolish mother, try to be careful next time, I got soaked in water…"
Aleister lifts his hand and calls his maid:
"Anastasia, would you mind cleaning this up…"
A beautiful young maid enters the dining room and vows her head:
"Yes master, I'll do it right away…"
"Thank you Anastasia"
Anastasia Lucifugus is a beautiful girl who is about 15 years old. She has black hair with bangs on her forehead. Reddish eyes, pale skin making her look like a doll. She has a slim body. She goes to the same school as Aleister.
Anastasia finishes cleaning, Olivia grabs a chair and says:
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"Anastasia dear, come here and eat dinner with us…"
"I'm sorry, I am not worthy of eating in your presence." Anastasia vows her head.
"Nonsense, this is an order from me...so please sit down…"
Anastasia without any expression sits down, and Olivia gives her a plate.
Anastasia was adopted by the Lucifugus Family when she was only 5 years old. Since then, she's been Aleister's personal maid. Olivia sees her as her own daughter and part of the family.
"Now then, everyone, I have an announcement to make…" Aleister says to everyone, everyone looks at him as he continues to speak:
“After the end of the school year, I’ve decided to make Marjorie my bride...”
Anastasia looks surprised, Olivia has a discomforted look. Darius laughs:
“Splendid, she looks like a fine girl...”
“I disagree, Aleister you must think this through, she is a mixed blood, you must marry someone worthy for you..”
“I understand your concern but I’ve already made my choice...”
“But...”
“Mother, that’s enough” Aleister raises his mana causing her to shake and lean back. Darius continues to laugh as he says:
“Aleister calm down, you already have my approval...Besides, I think you have to marry young because that’s the way to preserve mana to the purest when having an offspring.”
“Thank you father, I appreciate your support...”
“I think...” Anastasia tries to say something, Aleister looks at Anastasia. She gets really nervous and doesn’t say a word.
“Did you have something to say, Anastasia?”
“No master, I’m sorry...” Anastasia lowers her head with a sad expression.
“Then it’s settled, Marjorie will be my bride...and starting tomorrow things will change at school, my way...”
“WE ARE ENLIGHTENED!!!”
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At the same time that the Lucifugus were having dinner. In the rural part of the city, another event was happening…
(GGGGGYYYYAAHHHH)
The neighbors hear the scream of a young girl, however, everyone is afraid to look outside.
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(RRRRAAAAWWWW)
The girl runs as fast as she can trying to escape. She runs down the street towards a park.
Behind her, a being that runs in four legs chases her. The beast has dark black skin, with red color patterns in the shape of circles. The beast has the body of a coyote with the face of a bull.
(RRRRAAAWWW)
"Help me...someone…"
The girl hides in the children's playground, she puts her hand on her mouth trying not to make a sound.
She only hears the monster's steps passing next to her.She hears them going away, the girl relaxes however, the monster's grabs her.
"NNNNNNNN OOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
A loud scream is heard and then silence. The monster begins to walk away leaving the girl on the ground. She doesn't have bruises or blood coming out. However she is in verge of death because all of her manna was drained.
Humans need manna in order to leave, if the manna is gone, they have only a couple of minutes to replenish it, otherwise they'll die.
As the monster walks away in search of another prey, a strange sound catches its attention.
(PUM PUM PUM)
The sound of a drum resounds the area,followed by the sound of flute as it plays a coordinated melody.
The monster looks towards the direction of the moon and sees a silhouette of a girl walking towards his direction.
The girl is about 16 years old, she has brown skin, long straight blonde hair and purple eyes. She has a slim body. She is wearing the uniform of the same High school as Alejandro and has Native headband with a rhombus pattern on her forehead.
She walks playing the flute in harmony with the drum sound. She stops playing and begins to say:
"Sing, dance, o great beast as I, Tiwa de Ysleta will purify your soul…"
(RRRR AAAWWW)
The monster attacks Tiwa, Tiwa dodges every strike as she moves forward dancing at the beat of the drum. Slowly she gathers manna on her hands and creates claws.
(SSSLLLAAASSHHH)
Tiwa defeats the monster with ease, she takes a deep breath and ends the song. She walks straight at the girl and begins to play her flute.
The girl gets cured as the sound replenishes her manna. Tiwa stops playing and begins to walk away.
“That was easy...”
“Splendid as always Ms. Tiwa...” An owl flies down to her shoulder.
“Suma, don’t flatter me, it’s kind of annoying...anyway, don't you think there has been many Sombras attacking lately?”
Suma is a spirit owl that acts as Tiwa’s guardian. He can speak as a normal human being, he is invincible to the normal person. He is brown with green eyes and golden claws.
“You’re right, I have been detecting so many abnormalities lately...”
“Mistress Tiwa, you should go to your house now, otherwise you’re going to be late for school tomorrow...” A serpent slitters next to her, the serpent is holding a drum.
“I know, I know Jana, I’m heading there now...”
“Very well my Mistress, Suma, please keep watch on her...”
“Yes ma’am...” Suma lifts his wings in agreement as Jana disappears . Tiwa sighs,
"What’s wrong Tiwa?”
“Nothing, it’s just that I need to pick a club in two days but I don't know where to join.”
“How about the SIS, I mean you follow that guy like a stalker, why not ask him directly...”
“I am not a stalker, it’s just that he has some strange manna, that’s all...” Tiwa blushes, avoiding looking at Suma. Suma chuckles...
“Anyway, let’s hurry....”
“Right” Suma disappears and makes two wings appear in Tiwa’s back, Tiwa flies at great speed. A few meters away, Uriel observes how she flies away as he thinks:
“So, it appears this region is very special...I must keep my guard up...”
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