With the old rewrite, that last chapter would be the end. But this wouldn't be considered a rewrite if I didn't add anything more to it. So, welcome to the Irajah Arc everyone
-Sin
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They had returned from Kyoto a few days ago, and Kiara currently found herself sitting in her dorm room reading a new manga she had 'borrowed' from Shima. As she was sitting in the silence, her phone buzzed and she picked it up, seeing that she had received a message from an unknown number. Opening it up, she started reading.
Unknown:
Hey, it's Shura. If you're awake I need you to come to the cram school. Your classroom. Something's happened.
"What does she mean 'if I'm awake'? It's 3 in the afternoon?" Kiara asked herself. Though despite her confusion, she sent a quick message back to Shura and quickly got changed out of her loungewear and headed to the Cram School.
When she arrived at her classroom, she saw Shura pacing with a hand on her chin. When the older woman finally noticed her she walked up to her.
"Thank god you're awake." She said.
"Uh, yeah. Why wouldn't I be?" Kaira asked.
"You don't know?" She asked.
"Know what?"
Shura took a step back and motioned towards the desks, where Kiara saw all her classmates. Though they weren't sitting in their desks, they were all laying on top of them, passed out.
"What... what the hell?" Kiara asked, walking up to them and looked at the passed out Yukio. "Did they have a sleepover and not invite me?"
"Be serious." Shura said. "I was going to to out on a mission with Yukio today but he never showed. So, I went to his dorm to find that he was still passed out. Rin was too."
"Well, flame boy I can get, but mole-face would never ditch." Kiara said, poking Yukio's cheek, "How'd you find out about the others?"
"Tried to contact them. When they didn't answer I broke into their dorms and found them passed out. I was relieved to see that you responded. But that does raise a question, why are you the only one to be awake?"
Kiara shrugged. She was about to respond when a giant wave of fear washed over her, causing her to tense up. It only took a second for a realization to come over her.
"You okay, Hoshino?" Shura asked.
"Irajah." Kiara said between clenched teeth.
"What? You mean your dad?"
"He's behind this. God damn it I should of guessed that fucker would try something like this."
"What do you mean."
"Ever since I found out about him, I've been looking for everything I can to learn more about him. He dwells in an abyss of his own creation where he can create what someone fears the most and trap them in an eternal cycle, until their death. He's brought me there before to have 'meetings'."
"Wait, you've spoken to Irajah before and you've waited to mention it until now?" Shura asked.
"Wasn't important. Now, I think if I can go in I might be able to pull them out somehow."
"That doesn't sound to reassuring."
"Well if I'm being honest Irajah was the one to bring me in and take me out of that place so I have no clue if I can do it on my own. But I am his daughter so it's worth a try."
Shura looked skeptical, though she just let out a sigh. "Well it's our best bet right now, so what the hell."
Kiara nodded, then placed a hand to her chin, trying to think of a way that she could enter the abyss. An idea soon came to her and she started moving. She brought a chair over to where Yukio was sprawled out on the desk and sat down. If what she was thinking was right, then if she was close to Yukio then she would be closer to his consciousness within the void and at the moment she felt that a more experienced exorcist would be more of a help within the abyss.
She took a deep breath and grabbed his hand. With a deep breath she closed her eyes and sat in silence.
It wasn't long before she felt herself leave her body, and when she opened her eyes she was met with pure smoke and pitch black.
She had gotten in, now she just needed to find everyone and get the hell out. Without hesitating she reached out her sensed, just like when she was trying to find Rin from the impenetrable prison. Around her feint red strings appeared, weaving together before going off in all different directions.
The brightest string held the heavy feeling of Yukio's fear. Clenching her fist, she started walking along side it.
She was going to save them, if it was the last thing she did.