Ghost Hunt ~ Repeated Past

File 9: Repeated Past part 10

Heya, minna~! Guess what? I'm on a plane, right now! Anyway, I know, I know! It took way. Too. Long! I'm so sorry, but it was a really hard chapter to write! I hope you enjoy it! I really enjoyed writing this part! So everyone, let me present to you, THE LAST CHAPTER OF THIS STORY! Enjoy~! <3

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No P.O.V.

'Where am I?' It was nothing more than a single question. Not that it would take long to answer it. After all, Mai's memory slowly came back, as she regained her conscious. 'Oh, yeah... That's right. I remember, now. My mother...' The events that happened before she fainted flashed before her eyes. She remembered it all. Her past, the case, her goal. Mai slowly opened her eyes, still thinking. 'It's dark.' That's the conclusion she came to, after looking around. She was floating in a black nothingness. 'This must be...' 'Yeah, it's the space inside your head.' 'Gene?!' 'Hey there, Mai. You know, you should really fill your head with something. Get a bit smarter. Fill it with knowledge, and not only thoughts of Naru.' 'S-shut up! Like your head is filled with anything else than jokes and insults!' 'Haha! Anyway, what are you gonna do, now? My job is to bring you back to the real world, but I'm guessing you have other plans.' '...' Mai stayed silent. Her expression was sad, but not hopeless. Other than hopeless, it was determined. Gene knew that expression. He had seen it before, countless of times. That aside, he still promised Naru that he would bring her back. 'Huuuh.'A single sigh marked his defeat. They both knew where this was going. 'Fine, but make sure to come back alive. Man, Naru is gonna be pissed. How am I ever going to explain this to him?!' Mai giggled. 'Just give him a kiss from me!' 'Wow! Where did those guts come from, all of a sudden? Fine, I'll tell him! That'll keep him from complaining to me!' (A/N: Gene, you're way to optimistic. We all know he's going to complain, either way.) 'Haha! Thanks, Gene! I owe you one.' 'Oh, you own me more than one, Mai.' After that comment, his face went serious, again. No wonder. After all, the end was about to begin. 'Well, then. Good luck, Mai. We'll be waiting for you.' And with that, Gene disappeared. 'Okay... Here we go...' Her voice sounded unsure, her face looked nervous, but Mai was ready.
And so, the dream began...

Mai P.O.V.

Drip... Drop... Drip... Drop... The scent of blood filled the air, as the blood drops fell from the woman's dress. A dress ripped apart and soaked in the same red color that dyed the knife she held in her hand. Here and there, you could still see the white that the dress once had been.
The woman, my mother, was crying. You could see the small drops fall on the ground. 'You shouldn't have let me die.' I looked at her in silence, her face calm and focused. Then, before the sadness could turn into the usual anger, I asked my mother this. No, rather then a question, it was a statement. 'You've been through a lot, huh.'
My mother looked up, the streaks of tears still clearly present on her face. I smiled at her sweetly. 'You know, you can always talk to me, if you want.' The ghost looked at her in shock. Then, her face softened, and her mouth showed the faint traces of a smile. 'Can I sit next to you?' I let the question out carefully. 'Yes, of course. Help yourself.' The voice sounded sweet, but too polite. There was this sense of unfamiliarity. Through the years, she probably forgot how her daughter actually looked, meaning she didn't recognize Mai. 'Thank you.' I sat down next to her. Afterwards, I turned my body her way and took her hands in mine. The knife she had previously held, had disappeared. 'Wanna talk about it?' The question was followed by a moment of silence, but it didn't take long for my mom to answer. 'You know, I once had a daughter just like you. She was a lot younger, but... you remind me of her so much.
We used to live in this very house, together with her dad, but he died when she was still very young. when she was in middle school, I died, as well, from a sickness. I'm worried about my daughter. Besides her father and I, she doesn't have any family.' 'Is that the reason you're still attached to this world?' 'I think so, yes.' 'Can I ask you something?' 'Of course. Go ahead.' 'Why do you always say: "You shouldn't have let me die "?' '...' No answer came. My mom's face turned dark and a threatening aura surrounded her very being. 'That's because it was her fault... Yes, I need to kill her...' Her voice sounded, yet again, full of hatred and malice. No trace was left of the woman who had, just a minute ago, been just as friendly as an angel. It was as if this person had developed two different personalities! I was getting scared again, but I knew that turning back now, would mean giving up, and that was not an option. 'W-who do you need to kill?' 'My daughter. It's her fault. She made me sick! It was her! She poisoned the food. Yes! That's what happened!' Madness had consumed her, the murderous intent had returned, the knife reappeared. I backed away, until my back reached the wall. My mom stood up from her place on the couch. The knife was firmly gripped in her right hand as she raced towards me, going for the kill. That moment, time stopped. The fear gripped my heart. I couldn't move a finger. At that moment, I heard a voice, I felt a warmth. 'It's okay, Mai. Everything is going to be just fine. We're here for you, so please... survive.' A tear slipped from my eye. 'I will. Thank you, Naru.' At that very moment, I ran up to my mom, right into her arms. I hugged her like my life depended on it, more tears slipping from my eyes. 'I'm okay now, mom. I've got a job, friends, and a new family. I've even got a person I love. He's stubborn, a know-it-all, bossy, arrogant and the biggest narcissist in the world, but he's also sweet, caring, trustworthy and incredibly handsome. So, I'm fine. You don't have to worry, anymore. Please move on. You deserve it. I love you, mom.' 'Mai? So it really was you.' The hug around my waist tightened. 'Thank you, Mai. I love you, too. I love you so, so much.' 'Now, go! Say "Hi" to father for me, okay?' I loosened the hug, and looked at her with a gentle face. She gave me a warm smile in return. 'I will, and you say "Hi" to that handsome boyfriend, for me.' My face blushed bright red at the words she had just said. 'H-h-h-h-he's not my boyfriend!' 'Yeah, yeah, sure he isn't. Make sure I get cute grandchildren, okay? Bye, Mai! Your father and I will be there at your wedding!' Another big smile appeared on my mom's face. "M-m-mom!!" 'Haha!' And with that she left, the warmth of the conversation and the touching reunion still lingered in the air. I closed my eyes. A feeling of accomplishment filled me, together with an overflowing feeling of joy. 'Cute grandchildren, huh...' With that last thought, I lost consciousness.