Cursed Part 1

Part 1 - chapter 5 - missing link

Part 1 - chapter 5 - missing link

By 19:30-ish they both had arrived back at the hospital balcony. One of the poles had broken off, probably the one Mitsuki had torn off. She helped them both up back onto it. Once they had both gotten back up, Mitsuki collapsed onto the bed, exhausted.

"Maaaaaaaaaaaan I'm exhausted, I wasn't expecting this after waking up after 200 years."

"That's my bed, sigh," He walked towards her, "Here, take your piece back, I can't deal with this shit on a daily basis, you know?"

"Kiyoshi... too bad, that isn't an option" She smiled, condescendingly. She wasn't going to let him move anywhere. The same ominous, cold aura came from her; like the one from High Priest.

"W-what do you mean..."

"You've seen me, not to mention, one of the 8 Witch Aristocrats, you think I can let you leave?"

"You-" he stutters for a minute, "I never signed up for this, and I never agreed to it. Don't you have a memory wipe skill?

"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, nope :D"

"Sigh, what the hell is this..."

"You have no choice Ito~" She spoke like she was looking down at him, like a weaker life-form compared to her.

"Whatever, what do you even need from me?" Ito had given up.

"Not much, but hey we should probably get the teapot before those guys show up to nab it before us!"

"You say that so casually, you're too carefree..."

"Ahhhhh, fine. You wait here if you are so lazy" She left him sitting there as she leapt out of the door again into the light of the city. 'What the hell does she need me for?' he thought angrily. It was quiet again as he lay there as his eyes became heavy as he began to fall into a slumber.

"What a pain..."

The site of the accident was in ruins; most of the stands had fallen and destroyed by the flash of lightning earlier that day, some of the artifacts and relics had been destroyed, but looking like they could still be repaired. The area had been taped up with the tape. Mitsuki stealthily ran through into the museum straight towards the wreck. The floor was littered with glass remnants of a skylight and glass cases that encased the items. The area was quite big, the floor of the centre had left a huge crack with burn marks that stained the intricate designs of the tiles. She scoured the floor for the teapot, she knew exactly the looks and the shape that the teapot had broken into. By the time she had left she had only found 6 of the shards.

"Where has the 8th shard gone..." She couldn't feel anymore of the dark witch energy and concluded that one of the shards had gone missing already.

"Whatever, i got these ones it doesn't matter for now"