《Spectre (Light Novel)》 Chapter: 0 - Prologue Prologue: *Knock* *Knock* *Knock* ¡°Hello, Is anybody home¡± The officer stands before an apartment with the number 9 engraved on a piece of metal nailed to the door. ¡°Yes, Just a second¡±, The man swings open the door carefully, peeking his head around to see a police officer standing before him. ¡°Oh.. Hello Officer¡±, Mike quickly scans his character, he has moderately long brown hair with a tall and skinny build, he''s dressed in a button up shirt and long pants ¡°that would make it hard for him to carry a weapon¡± mike thinks to himself. ¡°Hello, what''s your name sir and may i ask you a few questions if that''s not a problem¡± ¡°My name''s Kage and sure, that won¡¯t be a problem¡± Kage says with little emotion, seeming tired ¡°Okay great, I¡¯m Mike¡±. Mike flips through a notebook, as he does so, Kage scans over Mike''s character, he sees his police uniform and badge, he glances and sees sets of three scarves tied around Mike''s upper arm. ¡°Okay so, do you know anything about the disappearance of a young girl?¡± Kage puts his hand around his chin, searching his mind for an answer ¡°Umm can you elaborate¡± ¡°Well you were last seen in the same coffee shop¡± kage looks almost shocked and fearful. ¡°Did you notice anyone shady around at all¡± ¡°I don¡¯t recall seeing anybody like that, plus i don¡¯t really remember much about when i was there, sorry. but to think something like that could happen so close to me¡± Mike hesitates for a second. He opens his mouth and sighs out ¡°Well that''s alright have a great day, call the station if you remember anything¡±. Mike leaves the doorway and begins to walk away, he reaches inside his pocket and pulls out a radio. ¡°Hello, this is officer Mike, You still there?¡± The Man responds through the radio. ¡°Yeah I am¡±, ¡°I just ¡°questioned¡± that guy about the disappearance of that girl *drawn out breath* he says he doesn¡¯t recall anything i suspect he''s lying¡± Mike paces in a line. ¡°We might push him about it in the future but let''s question the other leads before that, since we couldn¡¯t get much from him now¡±. The man on the radio responds sounding fed up ¡°Righto mike, I¡¯ll see you back at the car then¡± The person on the radio kicks back in the car waiting for Mike''s return, Mike lowers his radio and places it gently into his pocket, he lights a cigarette and begins to walk down the hall. Kage slowly swings his door open after hearing what mike had said, he smirks a little as he walks out of his room. Kage thinks to himself ¡°I could try and get rid of him, he suspects me, they''re onto me, it''s been awhile since something like this happened¡± Kage carefully walks behind Mike, starting to gain pace. He holds his knife tightly and slashes the back of Mike''s neck horizontally, Mike chokes for a second and stumbles ahead nearly falling over. ¡°You little shit almost had me there, i haven¡¯t had the police on my door for awhile¡±. One of the three scarfs on Mike''s arm burns away into embers as the scar on his neck turns into a freshly healed wound. Mike stands before kage pointing his gun towards him looking into his eyes and seeing a glimpse of desperation. Support creative writers by reading their stories on Royal Road, not stolen versions. ¡°What!!, i swear i slashed your neck i felt the blade cut threw your skin, this is fucking bullshit¡± ¡°Now why did you do that? Well what you did just proves it, well at least you¡¯d be charged with assaulting an officer but man what were you thinking, even if you did kill me it wouldn¡¯t have looked good for you, the cops would have raided your place within a week¡±, Kage starts to yell at mike ¡°You asshole, how did that scar heal¡±. Kage lunges at Mike trying to swerve around him attempting to outpace Mike''s aim, his knife positioned in his hand ready to attack Mike again. ¡°I warned you¡± The hammer of the gun rings out a defining blast, The bullet rips past and grazes his hand and penetrates Kage''s chest hitting his sternum and leaves a hole in his chest. ¡°Well Shit, i was aiming for his hand holding the knife, well he didn¡¯t really think that through¡±. ¡°this is going to be a lot of paperwork, and i''m going to get questioned for this, god damn it¡± Kage collapses to the ground the knife falling out of his hand and landing slumped over on the floor, the blood spilling from his chest across the floor as his body shuts down in shock, his nerves and brain in desperate attempt to start the bodies function again send signals around his nervous system causing his body to twitch and convulse in sharp movements, Kage looks up at Mike then back down to the hole in his chest, He attempts to squeeze out a slight chuckle but end up like a wheeze along with him choking on his own blood. Kage thinks and tries to make sense of the situation, utilising the last of his brain power. ¡°How was his scar able to heal, his scarf burned off as i cut his neck, i don¡¯t know how some bullshit like that can happen but guess it did somehow it allowed him to heal the scar¡± Kage¡¯s back falls onto the floor as he hears Mike on the radio. ¡°Eeerh so just a heads up i shot kage, he tried to attack me¡±, ¡°SHIT, do you know how bad this is going to look especially after the last guy you fucked up, we could very well loose our jobs¡±, ¡°Look it wasn¡¯t my fault he was moving and running at me i tried to aim for his hand or arm then it hit his heart, i guess ill just have to sweet talk the higher ups into letting me keep my job hahaha¡±. Kage, still laying on the ground looking up at Mike, gripping onto the last bit of life he has, his eyes begin to lose signs of life and his vision fades to black. Chapter: 1 - Remember you must die An alarm clock rings out showing the time ¡°7:00 Am¡±, the sound filling the dark room. The sunlight peaks around the curtains filling the corners making the room have some sort of lumination. Connor in a drowsy motion turns off the alarm and gets up out of his bed. *Yawn* ¡°Holy Shit that was not a good sleep¡± Connor walks out of his room and into the lounge room, picks up a remote, and turns on the tv then moves to the kitchen to make some breakfast. A news reporter reads out an event that happened the previous night. ¡°Last night a man named Kage Grant was shot dead after attempting to assault a police officer this happened shortly after he was questioned about the disappearance of a woman she was later found at a friends house in the morning, we have an interview with the police officer right here today¡± The Camera pans over to the officer standing formally ready to speak on the situation. Connor, being done with making his breakfast, sits on the lounge for a short while watching the news and spooning his freshly made cereal into his mouth. The officer begins to speak. ¡°Okay so after i questioned him he tried to attack me. He was a suspect yeah but he wasn¡¯t a high level suspect you know, because she didn¡¯t know him~¡± the tv turns black in an instant after Connor pushes down on the red power button on the remote. ¡°Man some people can be fucked up, but thats weird that guy attacked the officer if that girl was okay, welp he might have killed a different person and the whole situation was just a coincidence, i bet the police are looking into it¡± Connor sets the remote down on the coffee table. Connor searches his pockets making sure he has everything. ¡°Keys, Yep. Wallet, Yep. Phone, Check. AAnnd, oh damn i almost forgot it¡± Connor walks back to his room and picks up a small black box off of his desk, its size looks to be just shy of an old flip phone, with a set of 5 multi-coloured LEDs sprawled along the end of it. ¡°I almost forgot this, I almost forgot I was paid to search that house this afternoon, why do so many people blame ghosts for everything, well I don¡¯t really care cause im getting paid because of it¡± Connor throws the EMF reader into his backpack and swings it onto his back. He puts his headphones in and pulls out his phone, he swipes seemingly endless in order to get to the bottom of his playlist with the number next to the most recently added song being 1390 ¡°(Don¡¯t Fear) The Reaper¡± By Blue ?yster Cult. This was usually how Connor would get to the school in the morning, walking across town while listening to his music. Connor walked down the street, across a bridge connecting the 2 parts of the town together, taking in all the sights of a small town. Connor approaches the front gates of his school, Connor glances up to see that his friend Oliver is waiting at the front gate. ¡°Oi, Why do you always walk to school, why don¡¯t you just take a bus?¡± Olivers says while he walks with Connor up the pathway leading up to the school. Connor removes his Earbuds and places them gently in the case, ¡°Well i get to listen to music¡± Oliver looks confused at Connor ¡°You know you can listen to music on a bus right¡±, ¡°I guess that¡¯s true hahaha¡± they both go back and forth in conversation while they walk into the cluster of building making up the school. Connor spends his day at school heading to classes, eating lunch with his friends at break times. In his final class Conner sits patiently waiting for the school day to end. At last the final bell of the day rang out. He immediately grabbed his bag and walked out of school. He saw Oliver at the gate waiting for his bus to arrive. As Connor passed him He gave him a wave and a nod as well as a smile that said ¡°see you later¡±. After Multiple Kilometers of walking connor finally makes his way to an abandoned house, there was always something distinctly eerie about this house, the way the paint was peeling off along with the overgrown grass that had started enveloping the concrete footpath to the point you could barely see it through the tangled waves of grass. It had not been lived in for years, more or less looked after. Connor reaches into his backpack as he walks down the footpath to enter the house, since the locks had fallen off the doors Connor expended no effort in entering the house. The rooms were dark, with seemingly no electricity connected to the lights. The walls torn with withered wallpaper draped and bunching towards the floor, ¡°Dusty as all hell¡± Connor thought to himself. Gripping his EMF and torch he walked around, exploring the rundown house, he saw knocked over furniture, kids toys sprawled all over some areas of the floor. The holes in the ceiling opened to a pitch black view into the roof. A tv sat across from a tipped over lounge chair. ¡°Well, well, well, If it isn¡¯t a CRT TV¡± Connor said under his breath being careful not to make too much noise, The EMF not making any noise or displaying any sort of reading. Connor decided to fiddle around with the TV; he sat his EMF down and began playing around with the buttons and knobs. He reached around the back and flicked a switch, the tv shot on with a large chunky static sound, all the thing would display was static since the damaged antenna. Connor attempted to display a test card to see if the display was working and fully functional. He managed and displayed the Multi-Coloured bars of light on the tv. It filled the small area around him with light. A small yellow light flickered from above him out of the corner of his vision. An exposed cable starts to fall from the hole in the ceiling, previously it was barely visible but now it was slithering through the air hurtling towards Connor. The cable falls tangling around Connor like a carpet snake. The exposed wires connect with Connor''s bare skin completing the circuit. Volts surge through his body, the cable trapping him into this agonising situation. He felt everything, the needle-like wires piercing his skin with electricity, the cable seemingly getting tighter around his arms and neck, he struggled to free himself with his arms moving in response to the electricity, The static of the TV as well as the high pitch whine of the EMF reader fills the rooms along with connors pained screams. His body collapses and he falls over unable to move, his body screaming in agony he reaches out to try and pull away the head of the cable but ends with him left lifeless on the ground, no more convulsions, no more electricity, no more signs of life in Connors body. If you encounter this story on Amazon, note that it''s taken without permission from the author. Report it. The morning sun shone harshly into Connors room, his curtains were not closed last night so the blinding light woke him up way before his alarm. Seemingly he was okay he remembered every second of being draped in those cables, it had felt like his skin was melting from the inside out. But as he stood in his room contemplating this new found pain, he could not help but wonder if his experience was just another dream. Connor had previously had dreams where he felt pain but not like this, this was far too real and agonising than even those surreal dreams. He came to the realization that he had died, he had no idea why he was still alive or even how he made it home from that house. Connor did nothing but stand in silence, but non the less it was a school day. ¡°Well I guess I gotta get ready, since I''m not hurt or anything haha¡± Connor sighs in disappointment. It would have been a good way to get out of going today, he thinks to himself. Connor walks sleepily around his house, he enters his bathroom, He grabs his tooth brush and begins to hurriedly brush his teeth. As he finishes he glances up at himself in the mirror and sees his eyes have split or fragmented into red and blue colours, similar to a chromatic aberration effect used in photography. ¡°What is That¡±, he stares at his eyes. The fragmentation in his eyes looks 2 dimensional, almost like it was an overlay applied to him in a photo editing program. He glances around his eyes in the mirror a slight static hum can be heard emitting from himself, it seemed to be coming from his red and blue eyes. Chapter: 2 - Dazed & Confused Connor begins to rapidly blink hoping his eyes would go back to normal, He rubs his eyes a little but nothing happens. Then slowly his eyes adjust, the red and blue combining together forming his previous dark brown eye colour. ¡°Well that was weird, i guess¡±, Connor quickly ignores what just happened but left it in the back of his mind, he quickly throws everything together for school packing everything he needs. He reaches for one final item, his EMF reader. As he gets closer to it, it starts to whine at a high pitch frequency. Connor quickly moves his hand away from it. it stops. then back. the whining continues. He repeats this 4 times with the beeping starting every time he moves his hand closer. ¡°Did the electricity from yesterday screw this things readings¡± he sighed ¡°This things like 40 dollars also i¡¯d need to order it from america so like plus another 30 dollars on top of that¡± Connor stuffed the EMF reader into his backpack, hopefully he could fix it while he was at school he thought. Like usual he walked through his town to get to school while listening to music but this time he had those red and blue eyes on his mind, how did that happen, what caused it. He eventually made it to the front gate Oliver was there waiting for him, ¡°Why are you so early?¡±, ¡°huh?¡±, ¡°you¡¯re not usually here for another 10 minutes¡± Oliver says whilst pointing to his phone clock, the imposing static returned drowning out everything Connor could hear in that moment, Oliver¡¯s phones torch is turned on then the brightness of the screen goes down and the volume all the way up. ¡°Bro what the fuck is this¡± Oliver says as he try¡¯s to revert the settings. ¡°Hey, Oliver¡± Connor says hesitantly ¡°are my eyes red?¡±, ¡°what? Have you been smoking ¡°, ¡°WHAT!, no haha I¡¯ve never touched the stuff¡±, ¡°hmmm, did you get pink eye again Connor¡±, ¡°No! what do you mean again!¡± Oliver laughs ¡°I¡¯m just fucking with you, your eyes are fine¡±. Connor pulls out his phone to see his eyes are still red and blue, ¡°WHAT¡± Connor thinks to himself. Both of them walk into school laughing and making jokes, all the while Connor¡¯s silently freaking out about his situation. Connor zoning out in his math class late in the afternoon is thinking about what to do after school. The low static hum of his eyes remained but no one paid any mind to them, it seemed they couldn¡¯t see them. Connor begins to zone out further while the digital whiteboard shifts and flickers slightly mirroring his vision on the screen, before anyone else could notice it slowly faded out back to the previous screen. ¡°Ummm what the fuck?¡± Connor says in a slight whisper whilst chewing on the end of his pen. A humanoid figure of electricity appears before the class after phasing through the wall, no one reacts. Connor is the only person in the room who can see it. The ring of the EMF reader can be heard muffled from Connors bag. The lights flicker as the Humanoid creature enters the room. ¡°What the hell?¡± said one member of the class, ¡°OMG it''s a ghost!¡± replied another member jokingly. Unbenounsed to everyone in the room Connor was staring at a ghost at this moment, it walked around the room, sparks flying off of its figure, it walked around glancing at Connors class mates before finally making its way to Connor. The faceless figure of electricity blankly stared at Connor, Fearful for his life Connor did not acknowledge the creature''s existence, but it remained. With its stare not disconnecting from him for a second, it watched Connor write notes and solve equations. Connor raises his hand slightly ¡°Hey miss can i go to the toilet¡± Connor stared right past the creature ¡°Yes you can connor, go ahead¡± the teacher responded. Connor sighs in relief, stands up and walks out the room. As the door begins to click shut he hears a echoed screech come from the room. With a shocked appearance on his face he steps away from the door, The creature sprints through the door, as if enraged by Connors sudden departure from the room it attempts to chase after him, The sparks flying off it becoming increasingly frequent. Connor effectively runs for his life down the open hall from this creature filled completely with electricity ¡°what is that thing¡± Connor quickly thought, ¡°well it came through a wall so the most likely option is a Spirit¡± recalling an almost encyclopedic knowledge of Ghost types. Connor Eventually loses the Spirit after sprinting like his life depended on it, and attempts to hide inside a small storage cupboard, the cramped space was filled with old TVs that the school had kept. Connor keeping his eyes fixed to the door he could hear the Spirits Electricity sizzle slowly creep up to the door he was hiding behind, he had thought he had gotten away. The low static hum returned along with it the TVs around him had turned on despite the lack of power outlets in the room. The Electric Spirit began to step through the door slowly approaching Connor, the static of the TVs filled the cramped and dark space, whilst the creature entered the room the small dim light bulb burned as bright as if it was brand new. The Spirit reaches out attempting to grab Connors face. In an instant as if by reflex a Scythe had appeared in Connor''s Hand positioned perfectly to stop the Electric Spirits hand. Despite being a terribly ineffective weapon, it would have to make due, his life depended on it at this moment. the TVs around him flicked through active channels as if at random. Connor would eventually fend of the spirit till he had the room to dive out of the cupboard, with his breathes becoming frantic and stressed he used the scythes handle to stop incoming attack from the Spirits hands, He leaps back to gain some distance, then hoists the scythe over his head and slashes downwards with blades tip entering the concrete ground. ¡°Scythes are such shit weapons¡± connor said with a disappointing tone, The spirit''s particles dispersed into the air along with its shape collapsing to the ground. ¡°Was that a ghost¡±, ¡°glad it didn¡¯t touch me or i might have had to relive that cable¡± connors sighs and walks back to his class, ¡°well that was a nightmare to deal with¡±. Connor stumbled along the concrete footpath back to his class. He enters through the door and sits back down in his seat. A long hard beep came from his bag, ¡°Wait, maybe I''m triggering the EMF¡± thought Connor, ¡°Whatever this chromatic aberration effect in my eye is, it must be triggering its sensor, so did that Spirit¡±. Connor thought long about his situation, he thought about how Oliver''s phone freaked out when his eyes changed, and so did the TVs in that room. Connor stared intently at his phone laying flat in his bag so only he could see it. His eyes changed, the static returned and his eyes fragmented into the red and blue, his phone had a small trail on the screen as if someone was touching it, wherever Connor thought it would move it obeyed, he was able to type his password out without touching his phone. ¡°S~so i can control technology with just my thoughts¡± Connor was slumped over in shock, he couldn¡¯t believe what was happening, he had never thought something like this would be possible. He jolts up and looks at the digital whiteboard at the front of the classroom, ¡°Okay just open the calendar¡±, The cursor moves and the calendar pops out from the bottom. ¡°Well at least this is cool¡± he thought, ¡°wait so i did die, then what''s the difference between me and that Spirit i just killed¡±. The final bell of the school day rings, ¡°Finally todays over, i can finally go home¡±, Connor picks up his open bag and zips it back up, he turns and walks out the classroom. He didn''t realise his EMF reader fell out of his bag and was laying on the floor, A young girl the same age as Connor walks over and picks up the odd black box in her hand, ¡°looks like Connor left this behind, it is a weird thing isn¡¯t it¡± she chuckles, The EMF reader begins to make beeping sound, ¡°Oh my god, what is this thing¡± she says while being irritated by its beeps, She locates the switch to turn the EMF off. ¡°Thank god it has an off switch¡±, ¡°i gotta catch up to connor before he leaves school¡±, she places the EMF in her pocket and runs out the room to catch up to Connor. You might be reading a pirated copy. Look for the official release to support the author. Chapter: 3 - Ghost hunting The girl jogs down the grassy area at the front of the school, running to reach the bus stop. She begins to slow down just in front of a teacher and in a puffed and tired sigh she says ¡°Hey sir have you seen Connor?¡±, ¡°Connor who?¡± He replied ¡°I don¡¯t know his last name, but he''s decently tall, brown hair¡±, ¡°If you¡¯re talking about Connor Smith he walks home most days¡±, ¡°Well okay thanks¡± The girl runs out the gate of the school in a rush. Connor is walking calmly, his steps matching the BPM of the music filling his ears. He feels a tug on his shirt coming from behind him, he turns around there''s no one behind him, it must have been his arm pulling the fabric of his shirt. He turns back around and sees one of his classmates from school, Miya Anderson was her name, she had black hair sporting a Dark red hoodie with denim jeans .¡°Hello, Connor, is that your name?¡± she spoke softly, ¡°Yeah it is, whats up?¡± Connor replied, ¡°Well you left this at school so i tried to return it to you, but when i got to the gate you weren''t there so i thought you wouldn¡¯t have gotten far when your walking, and hey look i was right¡± she holds out the EMF reader in her hands, ¡°It was so weird it started beeping when i picked it up¡± Connor immediately cuts her off ¡°It did what?¡± he appeared shocked and scared at the same time, ¡°Yeah it did, it hurt my ears but i found the off switch¡±, connor switches the EMF reader on and points it at Miya, ¡°Stand still¡± the EMF beeps and the first LED turns on as it comes close to Miya, ¡°So what does that mean¡± she stands there in confusion ¡°Well it means your like me¡± Connor points the EMF at himself it goes off with EMF level 1 being displayed ¡°it seems we are both EMF level 1¡±, Miya looking even more confused ¡°Whats an EMF level 1¡±, ¡°It''s a reading for ghosts usually a visual indicator of if its present or not, but in this case it could be our capabilities, although it seems you aren''t even aware of yours¡±, Miya thinks for a moment ¡°Oh do you mean this¡± in an instant she turns invisible ¡°ummm what the fuck!!¡± a slight pause as Miya fades back into being visible once more ¡°well yeah stuff like that¡± He stands in shock ¡°So can normal people not see you?¡±, ¡°What do you mean normal people¡±, ¡°Well people who don¡¯t have a spectre ability, and Invisibility is commonly associated with wraiths, so like that Electrical spectre before you should have another ability¡±, ¡°Spectre ability?¡± she says confused and in slight annoyance, ¡°Well it''s an ability you get after you die, that''s kinda what i¡¯ve figured out¡±, ¡°After you die!? I haven''t died¡± she steps back shocked and slightly shaking ¡°Well you see this don¡¯t you?¡± Connor points to his eye, his Iris and pupils split into red and blue and swirl around for a second before settling, overlapping each other. ¡°Holy Shit that''s so weird¡± Miya laughs at Connor ¡°And by the way i already knew i was a wraith, some other guy who has similar abilities said invisibility is a trait only wraiths have, so have you figured out what you are??¡±, ¡°i haven¡¯t put much thought into it, to be honest, i haven¡¯t expressed any type specific traits that i recall¡± Miya buts in for a second ¡°well the guy who told me that I was a wraith also told me a few, Spirit, Phantom, Demon, Wraith, Revenant and reapers. Reapers are the ones you gotta look out for they¡¯re the most dangerous but apparently the most rare, you know the scary skeletons wrapped in robes and have scythes¡± Connor hesitantly thought ¡°wait a scythe¡± He recalls when he had summon a scythe out of thin air in order to fend off that Electricity Spirit and how it vanished when he was done with it, ¡°So i think i might be a reaper, based on one what you said¡± Connor laughed, ¡°Wait really, but you don¡¯t look like a reaper¡± Miya looks connor up and down noticing the lack of robe and exposed bones. ¡°Well i have summoned a scythe before¡±, ¡°wow that''s cool but scythes are usually ineffective weapons¡±, ¡°That''s exactly what i said¡± they both laugh together at how ridiculous scythes as weapons are. ¡°Well can we walk and talk a bit more then¡± Connor points up the footpath signalling to Miya, ¡°Sure, i¡¯d like to learn more about this ¡°Spectre shit¡± she says while mocking connor. Despite what he had said she still believed she hadn¡¯t died or at the very least cant remember it. Conor and Miya both walk side by side along the footpath down the hill the school was situated on top of. ¡°Okay so, I died when i was covered in electrical cables along with an old TV being next to me at the time, i think there¡¯s a correlation between how i died and what my Spectre ability is¡± Connor explained with the help of stupid hand gestures that contributed nothing to the understanding of the concept ¡°so how did you die, Miya??¡±, ¡°I didn¡¯t die¡±, ¡°Yes you did, you can see my eyes change as well as turn invisible, You¡¯re definitely a Spectre¡±, ¡°well then i don¡¯t remember how i died, i just woke up one day being able to do this¡± Miya starts skipping along the same pace as Connor walked, ¡°So death bye cables huh, must have been painful¡±, Connor stares blankly with a horrified expression on his face ¡°You would not believe how much it hurt, it felt like my skin was melting¡±, Miya laughed at the description ¡°Well how about you stop being such a wingie kid about it, i don¡¯t remember mine so it mustn''t be that bad¡±, Connors temper comes loose for a second ¡°I''ll have you know it hurt like a motherfucker¡±, ¡°Haha sounds like fun¡± replied Miya ¡°The man who taught me a few things about these ¡°Spectres¡± told me there are two types, Spectres: the normal people who have special abilities and Residual Spectres: a fragment that is left behind that can happen when a Regular Spectre is killed, residual spectres are usually responsible for the weird shit that happen, but the guy used the word ¡°Ghost¡± to describe this but i guess i¡¯ll just go with your name for it¡±. ¡°So what I fought was a residual spectre then¡± Connor thought, Connor and Miya continued walking and chatting about an abundance of random topics afterwards that didn¡¯t relate to spectres at all in the slightest. They both come to a crossing and stand in place, ¡°so do you have a way to get home? Or..¡± he glances over his shoulder towards Miya, ¡°yeah, I live in town so i can walk it''s alright¡± she responded sheepishly, ¡°well i was gonna ask if you wanted to come with me, for a Spectre situation, it just came up although i can¡¯t guarantee your safety hell i can¡¯t even guarantee my own so its okay if you just want to go home¡±, Miya looks at connor puzzled, ¡°You mean you do this as a job¡± she tilts her head, ¡°Hahah well yeah i guess a bit¡±, ¡°if you know what your doing, i''d like to come with¡± Shes says with slight hesitation, ¡°well the information says its down by the river, and judging by the number of people who have drowned in the past few weeks shows this could be related¡±. Stolen novel; please report. Spectres are a supernatural phenomenon; they are a manifestation of a person''s personality and cause of death into one ability and form, Residual spectres are the remnants of a spectre''s abilities and form, they don¡¯t speak or show traits of the person that it previously was. Normal people can not see either of these, although some may see abilities when they affect physical objects or properties. ¡°We¡¯re here Miya¡± The sound of water flowing softly fills the air as Connor and miya make their way down the small path leading to a footbridge. Connor pulls out his EMF to start surveying the river and the areas surrounding them, ¡°What spectre could possibly be here¡± Miya sat on a rock near the edge of the river, ¡°well i know i''ll be at a disadvantage, there''s no technology around here that''s useful for my ability ¡±, The EMF¡¯s long beep ¡°watch out its EMF level 2, it''s most likely gonna be worse than what i had to deal with¡±, the water begins to ripple violently, Miya looked a bit closer towards the ripples. A hand reaches out and grabs Miya¡¯s face dragging her into the river, she lets out a scream for help before being almost fully submerged by the Spectre. ¡°MIYA!¡± Connor yells as he runs toward the river bank. Connor scans the river looking for Miya''s body, he spots her at the bottom tied to a piece of seagrass, struggling to get out nearly drowning, Connor dives almost immediately swimming down at cutting the seagrass trapping Miya. After swimming back to the surface Miya lay on her back hyperventilating and coughing, ¡°what was that?¡±, ¡°a residual spectre, it seems to be water based and its EMF two¡±. Miya felt a shivering feeling run down her spine, she felt cold, it was so damp, something familiar, the feeling of being dragged underwater. A blind fold appears to wrap itself around Miya''s eyes along with ropes and chains tied to her limbs. ¡°I can¡¯t see anything, i¡¯ve gone blind¡±, ¡°no you haven¡¯t you idiot, you have a blind fold on, i think we¡¯ve found out what your spectre is¡± Miya sat their the chains sprawled out across the floor, she really couldn''t see anything anymore, but as Connor spoke she could see only him, the rivers water ran with slight sloshing sounds, she could see that too. ¡°Hey Connor!¡±, ¡°yeah miya??¡±, ¡°umm i think i can only see things that make noise¡±, Connor stands still, miya can no longer see him ¡°you disappeared¡± Miya said whilst shivering. Connor thinks to himself for a second, what if she could see the spectre when it was underwater, ¡°does your ears feel more sensitive as well?¡± Connor yells in her direction, ¡°I think so, AND DON¡¯T YELL AT ME!¡± She covers her ears and replies in anger. ¡°Look at the river see if you can see it under water¡± She stood up inching towards the river, she sees the spectre laying across the bottom of the river bank, ¡°its body looks like a persons, it''s just laying at the bottom of the river¡±, Connor walked across the bridge before stopping in the centre of it, He pears over the edge, his foot planted on a small beam laying flat on the ground. The water begins to ripple once more, The hand returns appearing from the centre of the ripple, planting itself on the water adjacent to the ripple, The Spectre began hoisting itself out of the water, its skin appeared scaly, its body had fins. The spectre fully emerging from the water was a humanoid fish looking creature, it had sharp teeth and claws ripe for tearing Connors skin off. it stood on the water looking up at Connor, He stared back there was little distance between the bridge and the water. The small area of water where the Spectre stood began to rise until the spectre was eye to eye with connor. ¡°Hi, there¡± Connor said spitefully with a grin, The spectre did not respond, it stood on the elevated platform of water, it began to step forward walking onto the edge of the bridge, it lets out a low snarl, ¡°ugly shit aren¡¯t you¡± Connor antagonised the spectre, it stretches its arm far back behind itself and attempts to slash Connor, he steps back narrowly dodging its sharp claws. ¡°That was close¡± he thought in slight panic, The spectre continues to throw slash after slash attempting to hit Connor, a few hits grazing him forming small cuts on his arms, he reaches his hand to his side his scythe appears in a flurry of red and blue, his eyes divide into red and blue along with the static sound in his ears dulling his hearing for the time being. Connor swings his scythe in a sideways slash, The spectre dodges it by jumping over it. ¡°Hey Miya i could use a little help here¡±, she is still on the rivers bank watching with a new found sense of wonder, she wanted to help Connor but didn¡¯t know how, she concentrated hard on trying to use her spectre ability, whatever it was. Connor''s movements went quiet, no matter what he did his body wouldn¡¯t make any noise, no footsteps, no woosh with each swing of his scythe, no sound of breath coming from his mouth¡­ Still evading the spectre only now making no noise, ¡°Dodge, dodge dodge¡± he taunted, the spectre was unable to predict his moves off of the sound nw. he swung his scythe slicing the spectres hand, connor rapidly mimics the flurry of swing from the spectre this time parrying its attack with the blade of his scythe and cutting its hands down. His slashing getting deeper and further towards the body of the spectre, finally with one more clean swipe of his blade he severed the spectre''s top and lower half. ¡°Hey miya are you alright¡± Connor yelled from the bridge. ¡°Yeah, I''m fine. But how do i get rid of this blind fold¡±, Connor walks down meeting back with miya on the river bank, ¡°I¡¯m not to sure, i usually just kind of calm down to get rid of my eyes¡± connor helps miya to her feet, her blind falls fall to the ground along with her chains release from her arms and legs disappearing entirely, ¡°we should go home now, i''m glad you could join me on this ghost hunt¡±.