Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction / Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ Red Shaman ❯ Charge ( Chapter 69 )

 

Nagi, Omi and Ghost walked into the gardens and stopped near where Omi had first felt the shift in the energies.

 

Nagi paused and stepped back to look at the other two for a moment.

 

“What's wrong?” Omi asked, looking at him curiously.

 

“Nothing,” Nagi said, shaking his head. “I just wanted to tell you two something.”

 

“What's that?” Ghost asked.

 

“For whatever it's worth, I'm glad that you want me around.”

 

Omi looked puzzled. “Why wouldn't we want you around?”

 

Nagi ducked his head and looked at them sheepishly. “No one else ever did.”

 

“Well, we do want you,” Ghost said. “Okay. No insecurities. No abandonment issues. If any of those come up, they aren't real. We might fully be on our own in there. I'm not sure if even Blaze's abilities can come through.”

 

“That one guy's did,” Omi said thoughtfully. “He's one of whatever she is.”

 

Nagi nodded. “That's true.”

 

“Hopefully, if we need him, he'll come through again. I want to talk to him anyway,” Ghost said.

 

“Why?” Nagi asked.

 

“Suffice it to say he knows something about my mother,” Ghost said. She walked the remaining few feet to the barrier. “Come on. We have something to finish.”

 

Nagi and Omi took Ghost's hands and the three of them stepped through the barrier together. They were immediately assaulted by flashes of dark and then light just as their eyes were beginning to adjust. The flashes then gave way to blinding light. Nagi immediately closed his eyes and every muscle seemed to go tense as his fingers clenched around Ghost and Omi's.

 

“It's okay, Nagi,” Ghost said after a minute or so. “It's gone dark again.”

 

“Even if it wasn't dark, we're with you and we'd never leave you on purpose.”

 

Nagi took a deep breath and suppressed a shudder. “I know. Let's keep moving.”

 

They moved forward several meters before being stopped by another wall.

 

“This one is much more solid than the initial wall,” Omi said, his hands tingling from the contact with the barrier. “I don't think we'll be able to get through this one quite so easily. There seems to be electricity built into the wall.”

 

“Nagi, can you do something with this?” Ghost asked.

 

“I can try,” Nagi said. Putting both hands near the barrier, feeling out the strength of the charge. He looked at Ghost and Omi. “That is one hell of a charge.”

 

“Any way you can find to neutralize it, Nagi?” Omi asked.

 

“I don't know. But there might be a way to short circuit it. Wish I had Skye's tuning abilities since electricity works on frequencies the same as sound does. I f I can get the right frequency I can weaken it enough for us to get through relatively unscathed. That's not saying it won't hurt.”

 

Ghost focused on calling Skye and got nothing back. “I can't contact her, boys. I guess we're out of range. Link with me and let me try it. I remember some of what Skye was teaching Star and Sunny about tuning.”

 

“Have I mentioned lately how much I love Skye?” Nagi said grinning.

 

“Not as much as Schuldig does, I'd imagine,” Omi said wryly. “Wonder if Oracle knows.”

 

“Probably. That should get all kinds of fun in short order,” Ghost said. She took Nagi's hand and actively opened her mind to the frequencies, using Nagi's abilities as a gateway. She paused after a few seconds, trying to regain her sense of balance.

 

“You okay, Ghost?” Omi asked.

 

“Yes,” she said, running one hand over her forehead to try easing the ache that had settled there. “There are several frequencies in the barrier.”

 

“Can we short circuit it like Nagi said?” Omi asked.

 

“Probably. But it would take a lot of time and energy we don't have to spare at the moment.”

 

“Can you tell how many different frequencies there are, Ghost?” Nagi asked.

 

“At least a dozen.”

 

“Damn it! If there had only been a few I might have been able to unwind the pieces holding this thing together. I'd blow all of my energy on it if there are that many though. Then I wouldn't be any good in a fight.”

 

“What do we do now?” Omi asked. “We can't just give up.”

 

“We aren't going to,” Ghost said. “We have to figure out something. We can't stay here forever.”

 

“I think you might be wrong about that,” Omi said, testing the barrier they had come through.

 

“Why?”

 

“I don't think we can get out the way we came in. It seems to have us sealed in here.”

 

“I have a bad feeling about this,” Nagi said.

 

“Who doesn't,” Omi replied.

 

“Great,” Ghost said. “What do we do n . . .”

 

A wave of electricity shot out from the forward barrier, catching her in the back and lifting her off of her feet. She was raised a meter from the ground and hung there while visible pulses of shock ran along her body.

 

Omi shielded all of them and Ghost dropped to the ground, her body convulsing so hard that Omi and Nagi were certain she was going to break bones. She quieted after a few moments, lying completely still.

 

“Ghost?! Gods, please don't be dead,” Nagi said, dropping down beside her. He checked for a pulse and was relieved to find one, though not as strong as it usually was. “She's alive,” he said, glancing up at Omi who was standing with arms outstretched, holding the shields as arcs of electricity swirled and sparked around the three of them.

 

“Omi, how long can you keep that up?”

 

“No idea.”

 

“We have to get her out of here.”

 

“I know. Got any bright ideas as to how we manage that one? We were prepared for demonic energy, not this.”

 

“Which is exactly why he used this. We were caught off guard,” Nagi said. He pulled Ghost into his arms, feeling the mild charge still evident in her body.

 

Boys, a woman's voice called.

 

Both searched for the source of the voice and found it standing not a meter away from them. The electricity sparked and sizzled around her but she took no notice of it. Everything about her seemed almost painfully bright. From her silver white hair and pale blue eyes to the white and silver gown she wore.

 

Follow me. You need to be away from here and she needs a healer.

 

They both nodded and were instantly enveloped by warmth and soft light. Nagi lifted Ghost carefully, her head falling against his chest. Omi shot them a concerned look, noting Ghost's complete lack of response.

 

Can we trust her? Omi asked on their private path, nodding to the woman who seemed to be made of moonlight.

 

We have no other choice.