"Sometimes it's like I'm the only adult in this whole group." Kai sighed, lowering the large rifle.
"Spirits of the underworld!" Garret yelled out. "I'm here to lead you into the spooky beyond!"
"Shut up." Kai did his best not to smile.
Jason poked around at an old closet with the shelves caved in on themselves and slowly tried shifting some of the wreckage. "Do we know if it's haunting an object?"
Vicente shook his head as he eyed the house. "From what we understand, the ghost is falling through a Shallowing."
"That's like a thin patch right?" Kai eyed the house suspiciously.
"Yep. Any time you hear about the border between worlds being thin, that's a shallowing. Sometimes it happens on special days, sometimes it's in places of tragedy, sometimes it's just random." Vicente looked around with his flashlight raised before he clicked it off.
"Hey Kai." Vicente got close and whispered as he lit a smoke. "How's the kid?"
"Derrick?" He watched as Vicente nodded. "Not so good. First couple of days after Sarah killed herself he stayed completely in his room. We called him out of school. It's the first time he's seen a human dead." Kai pretended to look around the room with Vicente, shining the flashlight on random walls and patches on the floor. "He feels pretty guilty. The crazy witch put some idea in his head that she knew him, which at that age makes you question everything."
"That rough dude." Vicente looked around at the dusty furniture.
"How about you? How's Amaia?" Kai inquired.
"She's going into third grade soon. Estela and I are meeting with her new teachers next week and we're gonna be looking into good programs for her. She really likes gym." Vicente had a warm smile.
"I'm really glad you can live a magician's life and still have a family. Ariana and I have been going steady for a little bit now." Kai grinned as Vicente elbowed him in the side playfully.
"Ariana?" Vicente teased him with another poke. "Dude she parties more than anyone I ever met."
"Yeah she used to for sure. Ever since we started taking care of Derrick she won't even have a cig on the property. She goes out and smokes it on a walk and then showers somewhere else so she doesn't smell like it. The one time I caught her actually having a cig was right after-" Kai bit his tongue as he realized how much he almost said.
"So what, housewife in the future?" Vicente grinned.
"Hey are we gonna fuck around or are we gonna kill a ghost?" Garrett called from the other end of the house.
"Shut up you dick, you're the one who took a week off from a party. Gimme a minute." Kai angrily sighed. "Can I have one of those?" He pointed at Vicente's cigs.
"Well uh, I blessed them, does that bother you?" Vicente held the pack out.
"Not in the slightest." Kai took one, lighting it and leaning against a wall. "Between you and me, I'm more worried about Jason. He's been really sad since Derrick screamed at him."
"The kid watched his first body hit the ground." Vicente looked at him with a grimace. "He wasn't right in the head."
"I know that, and so does Jason, but you know the heart pains you get when they get angry." Kai chuckled.
"Tell me about it. First time she told me she hated me, I sat down in a pile of unfinished laundry and cried." Vicente grinned.
"We've been chasing down lead after lead for the photo Garrett found, while working, and while doing missions. It's like I'm working four jobs."
"You ever thought about taking the family on a vacation?"
"That's...actually not a bad idea." Kai smiled at the idea of the six of them on a beach somewhere, playing in the sand.
"We could organize a sort of mage family trip. Estela and Amaia are really adventurous, I'm more of a homebody though."
A large section of an inner wall split, sending splinters flying violently. Kai lifted his arm to shield his face from the blast, his body and Vicente's being sprayed in the chips that dug into their skin. "There's our spirit." Vicente grumbled.
Their target appeared as a whipping of dust and particles of the mess on the floor, a face forming in the storm as the dust swirled and spun. More wood and metal added itself to the cloud as it got stronger, and soon the face was almost clear as it looked down at the group. Garrett pulled the large walkie talkie like device out of his hoodie and clicked the button on it, a dull hum echoing through the house.
"He's trapped." Garrett said confidently. His wires and electrical boxes had been run through the entire house, and with both Jason's and Vicente's help, the spirit was confined.
Sensing the cage, the storm whipped itself into a tendril that smashed against an outer wall, roaring as it did. The wood broke apart and the dust dispersed as it hit the barrier, scattering in every direction. "Who are you?" The spirit asked raspily, its voice like a horrid whisper that crept into the ears of the mages below it.
"We're here to send you back." Garrett said brazenly as he stepped forward. A large tentacle of air and chipped wood flung out from the cloud and struck Garrett in the chest, ripping his shirt and throwing him back against a wall.
"Humans." The spirit exhaled.
"We're here to help. You've been torturing those around you now. Is this what you wanted in life?" Kai offered his hand out to the being, though he seriously doubted it would find a way to take it.
The strange whistling wind that followed the spirit kicked itself into a full hurricane, throwing bits of wood and metal in every direction. "In life I was nothing more than a common criminal."
"Aren't you tired then?" Jason asked as he stepped forward. "Hasn't the pain of waiting to be caught and judged worn you down enough?"
The spirit was silent for a minute. "I am...so tired."
Vicente took his burnt herbs and drew on the floor in a sigil, sitting before it and meditating. "Let us guide you into the next world."
"You will know peace." Kai smiled softly.
"Peace..." The spirit mumbled. "Will peace hurt?"
"No." Jason said firmly. "It'll be gentle."
Vicente began his soft pray and chanting, dovening as he pressed his hands together with his beads in the center. Taking some of the ash, he smeared it onto his own face and continued to pray. "May I have your permission to give you rest?" He asked cordially.
The dust swirled together again, it's shape slowly settling until it was just a mouth. "Yes." It echoed through the house.
Kai knelt in front of the spirit, taking his cross in hand and raising it up to the being as Vicente stood. With ash in hand, Vicente blew it out of his hand and into the dust cloud. "Spirit, know that this world holds no more for you. You are beckoned to the other side."
Kai mumbled prayer diligently, his hands lifting higher as he did. "Give yourself rest, and walk into your next life."
The dust cloud seemed to vibrate as it struggled, pieces of it clattering to the ground before it finally whispered "Thank you." With a splash, the dust cloud hit the ground and dissipated into the floorboards.
Jason had been standing silently as he watched, and when it was gone he finally relinquished the tight grip he had on his pistol. Vicente and Kai did their various burial rights for the spirit together, and shared a smile as they stood again.
"Good work man." Vicente put a hand on Kai. "Give the spirit work some time, it's a slow process. You're well on your way."
"Thanks. I'm hoping to be able to communicate like you do someday." Kai tucked his cross back into his shirt. Walking over to Garrett, he pressed his hands to the wound in his chest and began muttering his psalms. Garrett slowly opened his eyes again and stood up shakily, taking Kai's hand when he needed it and making his way back to the front door of the worn down house.
Jason offered his hand to Vicente but only got a questioning look in return. "I forgot." Jason smiled as Vicente refused his hand but was left confused when he shook Kai's before he walked out the door. "I thought..." He looked up at Kai.
"He doesn't shake hands with white people." Kai grimaced. "Don't worry about it too much." He patted Jason and went to go gather the electrical boxes and wires as Garrett limped over to Jason.
"Fucking ghosts." Garrett whined. His shirt was wide open from the slash with bits of wood buried into his chest. The two killed time until Kai returned with the boxes and wires piled into the duffel bag they came in, and with their mission complete, headed for the car.
"Garrett got a lead on Harry, the guy from the carnival. It's too late to visit him now, so tomorrow we're gonna go to his car lot and see what we can dig up." Kai said as he slammed the duffel bag into the trunk and got into the driver's seat.
"We expecting any trouble?" Jason looked over at him from the passenger side.
"He should just be a sleeper who is another car salesman for the needy masses." Kai started the car and pulled out of the cracked and stained driveway.
"Excellent. Let's not come home with a new car though." Jason looked out the window as they sped home.
***
"Hey sweetie." Kai smiled as he picked up Ariana and kissed her. "How was your day?"
"Stupid." She laughed. "But it's a lot better now." Looking around, Ariana watched as Derrick played on his game console and let the kitten sleep in his lap. "You wanna go grab a beer?"
"I'd really like that. You don't mind if the others watch Derrick?" Kai smiled at her warmth and comfort, hugging her closely.
"Not at all. Let me tell them and we can get out of here." Ariana adjusted her top as she walked over to Jason and chatted with him for a second, bounding back over to Kai and slipping on her shoes. "Tell me all about the mission!"
The two chatted happily as they headed for the bar they first met at, and the dim sign of Leakey's tavern still glowed bright in the setting sun. Grabbing a table and ordering their drinks, the two relaxed in their chairs and eyed each other from across the table. Ariana had a bright smile on her face, her fingers occasionally playing with her hair as she looked at Kai.
"Jason didn't really do anything, but I think it was good for him." Kai finished his story and smiled at the two beers set in front of them. He lifted the cold glass and sipped it.
"Sometimes I worry about him. Lately though, it's been Miles that's had my mind running." She took a heavy drink from her glass and set it back on the table with a thud. "He's been so focused on tracking down the contents of the photo."
Kai bit his lip as he nodded. "It's pretty weird. Seeing Derrick in there makes me feel like a conspiracy theorist most nights."
"I'm almost scared Miles will drive himself mad, or worse, actually find something more concrete." She took another drink and wiped her mouth. "What's your theory?"
Kai looked around the bar, lowering his voice as he started. "What if...it really is him. Either he's this time turner who went back to his childhood, or he gets thrown back to the eighties, or hell what if he's a copy of someone?"
"That's all ridiculous." Ariana rolled her eyes.
