An Inuyasha Festival

chapter 8 A Story to Tell

The sun began to set and the moon rose up in the sky. The festival was slowly becoming dead as Wendy shook with fear. She felt as if, she kept on getting out smarted by someone when ever, she went to go and do her own thing. She neals down hugging James. "James? I'm so sorry." Tears began to fall from her eyes. 

Just then, Blake steps in nealing down hugging her and wiping the tears off her face. "Hey? Listen? I have an idea." James and Wendy both looked at him. "We'll make a tent over there by by behind that building. Know one uses it that much. So that's why I will decide to make one over there." He checks his book bag pulling out a map. "See his map shows us this whole festival." He points at the center of the map. "You see? For now on, this will be our meeting place. When ever we need to split up and take our cellphones with us, we'll keep them on vibrate. So what do you think?"

Wendy smiles at him. "That sounds great. Thank you Blake." She proudly hugs him, feeling his warmth. James smiles showing his teeth, giving him a thumbs up. Jack claps his hands. "I LOVE IT!"

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Night has fallen as, the owls wood and the wind blew. The festival was now dead. Trash rolled around the dead festival and the lanterns were out with no soul left in sight.

James and Jack were eating chips while, Wendy and Blake began to prepare for the investigation.

Blake unzips the tent exiting with out hesitation. He puts a flash light into his book bag. He turns to Wendy. "Are you ready?" Wendy gets up picking up her things. "Yes?" She turns to the two boys relaxing in their sleeping blankets. "You two stay here until we get back and remember. If you need us, then text us. Don't call us ok?" "Ok." The two boys smiled towards her still eating their chips.

Blake and Wendy headed out into the night. Blake takes out his flash light turning it on. "So this is where James last saw her?" Wendy turns to him with worry. "I'm afraid so." She looks down at the ground sighing. Then she look up at him. "Blake? What will we do if they really are dead?" Blake touches her shoulder. "Don't say that. We don't know that for sure until, we find them."

Just then, Wendy's eyes widen with surprise. It was as if, she was watching the show again. Blake looks at her with worry. "Wendy? Are you ok?" Wendy points. " Wow! Those cherry blossom trees look so beautiful but wait a minute? Cherry blossoms only bloom in the spring time. Why bloom now?" Blake slowly steps forward looking at the trees with confusion. "Cherry blosssoms? But it's autumn?" 

Wendy kept on walking down the path looking at the beautiful lanterns and cherry blossoms until, she stepped on something. It felt like it was something soft. Wendy looks down and her eyes immediately widen with surprise as, she slowly picks up the item recognizing it. 

"BLAKE?!" Blake quickly rushes over to her. "What?" "Look?" Wendy shows him the item. Blake slowly picks it up to see it was the same Inuyasha bag that her friend Sally was last seen wearing before her disappearance. Wendy felt her heart sank holding the bag closer to her. "She was here." Blake looks at the bag. "Who?" "My friend Sally." She shows him the bag again. "This is what she was last wearing before she vanished.

Wendy looks up at the stars with destined eyes. "I know what Blake said is true. Their not dead. They are near. I just have to find them."

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The sun slowly began to rise as, Mrs. Sugar heard a knock on her door while, she was in the middle of making herself some coffee. She heads over to the door and opens it to see her two friends. "Hello. Oh dear. Is something wrong?" Wendy's parents look at her with worry in their eyes frowning as if, they knew something very bad was about to happen."Mrs. Sugar? We need to talk." Wendy's father stepped forward. Mrs. Sugar backs up. "You may come in." She welcomes them into her home. They take a seat. "Want some coffee?" Mrs. Sugar askes waiting to hear a response. "No thank you." Wendy's parents sat down. Wendy's father looks at her with worry. His hands beginning to shake as if, he couldn't move. "Umm? Mrs. Sugar? Do you remember a long time ago when we were teens?"

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The wind continued blowing as, Wendy perked her head up seeing some strange shadow of her friend Sally walking right by the dead festival. Wendy suddenly felt hope and smiled with relief. "Umm? Blake?" Wendy slowly steps towards the entrance of the festival for the exit. "Stay here incase something happens.

Wendy rushes over and she felt her heart sank with disappointment.  It was only a young lady holding an wagasa with pretty Japanese writing cherry blossoms on it. Her hair was black with a bun, her eyes were brown and slant, and she was wearing light blue fancy cloths. Her head perks up. "Huh? Oh, can I help you?" The young lady asked looking at the girl with wonder. Wendy sighs with disappointment. "No. I'm sorry. I just thought you were someone." The young lady looks towards the dead festival and she shook with worry. "Don't tell me you came from there?" Wendy looks at her with worry. "Ummm? Yea? Why?" The young lady looks around back and forth. "We need to talk NOW!" She quickly grabs her arm yanking her. She kept on pulling her until, Wendy got tired of being pulled around. 

They enter behind a small building. "OK! THAT'S IT! I'M NOT GOING ANOTHER STEP UNTIL, YOU START TELLING ME WHY YOU HAD TO DRAG ME ALL THE WHY HERE!" Wendy crosses her arms waiting for a replay from the young lady. The young lady sighs slowly looking at her. "You shouldn't be there. IT'S DANGEROUS!" Wendy steps in. "What do you mean dangerous?" The young lady sighs again beginning to feel sorry. "Look? I'm sorry for dragging you here. It's just a long time ago, I had some really good and amazing friend just like you and things went bad..."

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Flashback begins

"My friends and I really needed some money. Mostly me because I was the one who has slowly losing my home." The young lady was crying and her friends comfort her.

"Things were only getting worse until one day, I young man came over to us." He smiled holding out his hand to them, offering them a place to stay if, they helped him in return. They smiled with joy.

"So we agreed to help him but only if, he could give us some money in return. We would do all kinds of anime and Japanese plays but none of them seemed to good enough." They were putting on all kinds of Anime and Japanese costumes. "Until one day, Mr. Gill came up with a brilliant plan." Mr. Gill smirked with joy as, the rest of them were still trying on costumes.

"Mr. Gill said instead of doing different plays that know one cares about, why don't we just do an Inuyasha one. Since people go crazy for that anime more." Mr. Gill takes out the script passing  each one of them out.

"Things were actually going well until that one night, when we exited the stage taking off our costumes." They exited the stage taking off their costumes. "We waited for Mr. Gill to give us our payment but when the time came for us to get our payment." They exited the costume room looking for Mr. Gill. "He refused to give us our full payment that we deserved. He said he had bills to pay." Her friends began to rage with anger. "Then things got ugly. We all left and went our seaport ways."  "YOUR SO CHEAP!" "WE REALLY TRUSTED YOU!" Her eyes began to tear with sadness.

End of flashback

The young lady looks at her with worry. "After that, Mr. Gill wasn't himself anymore. "Whatever you do. Don't go back to that festival." Wendy steps in holding out her hand. "WAIT?! Do you wanna help me find my friends?" The young lady steps back terrified as if, she just saw a ghost. "ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! I DON'T WANNA BE A PART OF THAT SICK PLAY!" The young lady begins to rush off. "WAIT?!" Wendy reaches out her hand. The young lady turns around beginning to feel frightened. She sighs shaking. "What?" "I didn't get your name." Wendy remines her. "Oh." The young lady slowly begins to walk away. "Michelle."