Bay City

Chapter .6

She does not know what has been hidden away behind the moon.

Despite my hesitation to leave the house again, Day and Moon decided to retrace my steps in a last ditch attempt to find a way home for me. I wanted to get out of this place, and not look back. I was just causing a mess and leaving it for everyone around me to clean up. I decided to go with them, as staying at their home alone seemed unsafe somehow. I knew that our efforts were going to be fruitless, because of Moons constant reminders telling us that it was just impossible.

Making our way down to the beach where I had first met Day was a struggle. The tight jeans Ponya had given me restricted my legs from moving very fast.

"Could you move any slower?" Day joked. "You're even slower than the cat."

"Well I'm sorry that your girlfriend gave me these terrible clothes, it's almost as if she wanted me to suffer." I replied, shooting him a dirty look.

"She's definitely not my girlfriend," Day said abruptly "If she wanted you to suffer, you'd be lying in a ditch with every bone in your body removed."

We had left around 10PM, as Moon said that it must have something to do with it all. It was a beautiful night, like every other in this town. For some godforsaken reason, the weather was perfect all the time, though Day just chocked it up to it being late spring and the beginning of the dry season.

We passed down a thin path that led onto the beach. The silent rush of the waves and salty smell invoked my senses. We took our time searching for the bamboo lined path that I had originally come down, and when I heard Moon scream from across the beach, a sense of hope washed over me.

Day and I approached the area in which he was standing. Sure enough it was the path that I had taken. Moon, sat at the entrance with a grin stretching across his cat face from whisker to whisker.

"This the path you've been looking for?" He chuckled, swishing his tail in a proud moment of victory. We started up the path and I with every step I expected the night to change like it had, but nothing seemed to happen. It was just a bamboo path. We popped out the end, and back onto the streets. Day whirled around and glared at us.

"What was the point of that?" He jabbed.

I didn't reply, because I too was wondering the samething.

"Which way now?" Moon asked, looking confused.

"But didn't you lead me here? Shouldn't you know which way we were to be going?" I questioned him.

"I don't exactly remember..." Moon trailed off. Something about what he said didn't seem genuine, but from the look in his eye I decided it was better to not challenge it.

"I think we go up this street and then take a left. The alleyway should be at the end of that street." I told them, feeling confident in my memory.

The street was empty, making sense as it was about 1AM at the time but something seemed different about it all. Tall street lamps lit the way and even in the dark I could see that there was no alleyway at the end. That little hope that I felt was completely drained from my heart and I could pretty much feel the anger pouring out of Day.

"So we came all the way out here, in the middle of the night and this so called alley isn't even here?" Day said, raising his voice. "How could have this happened?"

"Calm down Day, I'm guessing what happened is that she got caught in the path when I was crossing over," Moon soothed.

"Just why would you be crossing over to the other world this time?" Day shot back.

"That doesn't matter," Moon spoke. "What matters is that we get Lynn back home safely."

"Can you not just cross back over and take her with you? Just do the same thing that you did before."

"It's not that simple, Day. I'm not that skilled. If you want someone to help you with something that big, go find that fox spirit of yours. I'm sure they would be a much better fit."

The look on Day's face was pure rage.

"Don't mention that damn fox ever again. That thing ruined my entire career." He spoke. We all went quiet. I could feel Day fuming and looked like he was trying not to blow up. I opened my mouth to ask about what happened, but I immediately took it back in fear of him exploding at me as well. I made a mental note not to not ever talk about foxes to Day.

"We should probably go back, what if someone spots us?" Moon spluttered, trying to change the topic. Day shrugged like he couldn't care less and started walking without a word. Both of them seemed somewhat upset and I couldn't decide if it was because of the fox or because I wasn't able to get back home, as I was definitely upset myself because of the now guaranteed uncertainty that I might not get home anytime soon.

We made it halfway back to the house before we heard a voice shout from atop a small apartment complex. A man in his mid thirties hopped down and hit the ground with a thud. The first thing that struck me was his hair. It was dyed orange and sticking straight up like a wig that had been heavily hairsprayed.

"Who's the pretty lass, Day?" He taunted, climbing to his feet. "She seems somewhat unfit for someone like you. How about I take her off your hands." The man stretched out a hand and motioned for me to come closer. His outstretched palm showed me a small salamander clutched to his forearm. Something inside me almost wanted to go with him. Contrasting to Day, the man's eyes were yellow like a cats but burned with a strange intensity that I couldn't read. Day didn't say a word and just tried not to lock gazes as he inched closer to our group.

"Does that council know that you've been helping an Antigod? Oh Day, you've been just digging your own grave deeper and deeper. Why don't you just hand it over to me so that I can dispose of it, I won't tell anyone." He winked at me.

"It's not a problem. I can take care of it." Day growled. "I thought I told you to stay away from me."

"How can I, Kasai, the god of electricity, not want to watch over someone that's so weak? You could be killed without me stepping in." He pretended like he was crying, to add the dramatic tone of his voice. "But yet, as soon as I cast my gaze away for a second, you get yourself into trouble. Oh my poor little Day." He smiled.

"Begin, Moon." Day said, without any hesitation at all. In a flare of light, Moon was gone and there in Day's palm, was the long, inky black blade.

"Blitz, come." The man responded, the smile still plastered on his face. The salamander on his arm crawled onto his hand and morphed before my eyes into a blade, pulsing with electricity.

"So this is how we're gonna play it."