It was Koji’s home. He’d been living there for the past century. That run-down, desolate building with the caved-in roof and peeling paint. He’d chosen it because he’d needed someplace to crash after a particularly exhilarating day of scaring the locals by possessing that young girl.
He’d grown to like the house.
Today was a particularly bitter November morning. The wind was roaring and the hole in the roof wasn’t doing much to prevent it. Koji eventually bored of the air brushing his fur the wrong way, he decided to use his powers and fix the roof. He also put a fire in the fireplace.
Being a kitsune, a fox spirit, had its perks. Koji was an urban fox; he had four tails, which meant he wasn’t that old. Because the more tails you had the older you were, and the older you were the more powerful you became. Koji had also hidden his starball, the source of most of his power and life force, somewhere in this house, and if anyone found it they could control him.
Koji valued his freedom. If anyone found his starball they could take away that freedom. But once the kitsune got their starball back, the humans would wish they’d never taken it. Which was why he’d chosen this house. No-one would go near it for fear of it falling in on them.
But that day, that fateful day, the family came. That day those three humans were house hunting and they chose to view his home.
Koji didn’t want humans in his house, didn’t want them cluttering up his home for a century. He also didn’t want them finding the starball.
The family consisted of three, a respectable father who by all appearances was very protective of his family. The mother, a rather plain, average looking woman, looked ill at the prospect of living in a run-down house. The little girl was running around the place, she loved the thought of living in a ‘fairy tale house’, Koji didn’t.
In the end they moved in, even after Koji made the fire roar and the roof to actually collapse. The removal van turned up at eleven the next night.
It took them an hour to dump the stuff in Koji’s main living space, the room with the fireplace. They temporarily unpacked the beds and slept there that night.
Koji decided to try and drive them out of his house, this was the west; they would believe the house haunted by a ghost and move away.
He swapped things in their boxes, the things in the ‘Kitchen’ box found themselves in the box marked ‘Bedroom’. A little unoriginal but would make them angry anyway. Then he turned the father’s hair colour from salt-and-peppered to grey. Sod originality, this was fun!
Then he switched to his human form and waited.
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Kitsune Chaos
Short StoryNever trust run-down houses. Never move in to houses that are run-down. And above all, stay away from that run-down house when strange things start to happen.