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"hey did you know?"
"this Academy has seven mysteries."
"you don't know any of them?"
".... "
"okay I'll tell you just one. the most famous story."
"No.7 of the seven mysteries, Forger-Kun of the toilet."
The overbearing silence oozed out of tile cleaned walls, anxiously as the scion stood in front of the third stall.
There was nothing to worry about as the second son clenched his trembling hand, it was just a dumb legend.
Damian Desmond the sceptic he was, wasn't expecting anything to happen, but now that he was in front of the shadowed bathroom stall that was supposedly harbouring a wish granting supernatural, he can't help but wonder about the impossible.
with a clenched fist, raised to the stall door and knocked 3 times...
knock
knock
knock
"Forger-kun, Forger-kun, Forger-kun, are you there?"
The silence overlapped the abandoned bathroom.
The forest haired scion , pushed the creaky door , and sighed with relief that no one was there and was just his imagination and that there was no such things as gho-
"you know it's really rude to knock on a door and leave right?"
A shallow ghostly hand came out from behind the old stall door, and made the boy quiver in fright.
In anticipation , the phantom figure floated out behind the creaky stall door and a mischievous grin came upon their face.
The hazel eyed boy , took in the appearance of the wraithlike creature.
pink rosy hair that looks luminescent in the bright sun that comes down to their shoulders, emerald shimmering irises that sparkle , like the heavens have graced them. a white patchy seal on their left cheek-
"are you just going to keep staring and admiring my cute self or do you have a wish?"
The olive haired scion blinked out of his dazed puzzled mind and looked at the ghostly girl?
" a see through body...ghostly star orbs , the old Eden uniform...y-you're-"
"I'm a supernatural, No.7 of Eden Academy's seven mysteries"
The short girl leaned on the stall door , and put her hand on her horned hat and lifted it out of curtesy.
"Forger-kun of the toilet, nice to meet you~"
"you're Forger-kun!?" The scion put his quivering hand to his chest and let out baited breath which felt like years and took notice of something from the legend.
'In the third stall from the end of the boy's bathroom on the third floor of the old building... you'll find Forger-kun.
"He" will grant one wish to anyone who summons his spirit.
But in exchange, that person will have to give up something precious.
To summon the ghost.
You knock three times...
And then "he" shall appear'
"NO WAY!!" the olive dark haired boy acknowledged that their was defiantly something wrong with the rumour, well the version that Ewen has told him.
"where's your choppy haircut and you're black trousers? and you're a girl."
The smug apparition, her emerald green irises twinkled in amusement.
"that stuff's just not in style anymore. you can call me Forger-san if you want~"
"supernaturals follow trends!?"
"yes, I am a girl. but other than my gender, all the rumours you heard were true, for the right price, i will grant the wish of whoever summons me." The apparition continued "you have a wish, don't you? so let's hear it. what do you want?"
The scion narrowed his olive eyes at the apparition and asked "...and you're sure, you're not just some pervy creeper ghost?"
The wraith smug smile left her face and turned her back and gloomily strayed away "forget it. goodbye."
The olive eyed boy realised his mistakes and called out. "no! I was kidding!! I think a girl Forger-kun is cool!!!"
The ghost stopped and whimpered quietly "cool.."
The apparition energetically turned around , her cheerful grin from ear to ear , ran up to the sceptic boy and shook him even though she physically can't.
"Cool like Bondman right?!!!"
"I-I guess-"
"Okay, tell me your name and wish!" By saying that a notebook randomly appeared in her waiting hands.
"I'm ready!" she ecstatically yelled
'she's surprisingly simple' Thought the scion.
"Damian Desmond , the scion son of the Desmond family from Cecile hall of Eden Academy."
Damian held his breath while thinking of one desire.
"I-I want my family approval and to not just be the scion son.."
The apparition wrote in her random notebook aware of the scion's wish.
"sy-on boy. got it. and your wish is family approval..."
Damian looked down to his feet , frozen like ice at the comment of the salmon rosy haired apparition.
The apparition knowingly staired at the frozen boy , and smiled and gestured her hand on the tall boy and patted his head even though she's physically can't and can barely reach.
"sy-on, how many stella stars have you got?" the apparition asked curiously tilting her head, her wavy strawberry rosy locks swayed at the movement.
The down casted boy looked up , his sunken golden eyes widen a little and snapped out of his melancholy. "I have at least 4, but not as much like my....brother"
The wraith grinned and took out another book? from her pockets and handed it to the scion. "I've decided to grant your wish sy-on boy and this book will be the key".
Disgruntled, Damian stared at the cheerful apparition and thought 'what the hell is this?' and shook his head and even formatted his arms into a x sign "no."
Forger, knowing this would be the outcome "now, now. don't diss it till you try it." The wraith sighed. "I think you already know this... but when you seek help from a supernatural being like me, you have to pay a suitable price. if you want powers beyond human understanding, the price is going to be that much steeper. so we use this, which is a safer option." The ghost expressed this by putting her hands in a ghostly position of the eerie warning.
Damian still not satisfied even by the uncanny warning, crossed his arms and mumbled "but, what if I want those powers anyway?".
The ghost gawped at the boy , in an unearthly way "well, then."
Holding his breath , Damian gazed at the ghost awaiting her response.
"I don't have any magic items, sorry." dramatically poking her cheeks with a finger to prove the point.
"what?!!"
Wondering this was a good idea the scion thought 'is this really going to work..?"
'Forger-kun, is a wish granting ghost. she must have granted tons of wishes before I came along...' the scion smugly smirked at the thought.
"let's see here. method 27:make use of your special skills. do you have any special skills sy-on?"
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"it's a library!!" the excited ghost yelled, startling Damian who was walking slowly to pick a book from the dusty shelves.
"shhh. Don't yell its a library. we could get kicked out." Hissed the startled boy.
"sy-on, you forget I'm a ghost. no one can see me only you, I can be as loud as I want" she demonstrated this by standing on the table and yelling out hi to any nearby students which are mainly focused on doing assignments and unknowing of the gremlin ghost which entered the silent library.
"okay , I get the point, but be reasonable and get down from the table" Rolling his eyes at this childish ghost, and flusters realising that's he basically talking to himself and may look crazy in the eyes of his fellow peers.
"you've turned red sy-on and starting to look like a tomato" teased Forger.
"sh-shut up."
Damian, done with her antics , strides away from her to a quiet area , with no one there to even accuse that's he talking to thin air.
The playful apparition followed the embarrassed flustering scion with an ear to ear grin. "so sy-on, is this your special skill, reading?" questioned Forger in a teasing manner.
"no. I'm good at writing or history , and if you didn't know I'm the best in my class~" boasted the smug scion.
Annoyed, Forger glowered at the scion with a disapproving frown and narrowed hooded jaded eyes.
"w-what's with that face, I'm good at what I do, what of it?!" Damian hushed.
Sighing the boy gazed downwards "but I guess, it's not really helping my situation..."
Discontented Damian slouched putting his head in his right hand and leaning on the table "I started learning history and writing at a young age, since my brother, Demetrius earned awards at them and my parents loved him for that and acknowledged him. I worked on every subject better than any other student in my class to just get some acceptance"
The standing wraith , sat on the table next to the slouched scion " and how long have you been trying to get you family's approval?"
"from the moment I started Eden so when I was 6" uttered Damian , as he remembered his struggling stressed childhood years full of earned hard work. "it took me 5 years after I joined Eden, to even speak my feelings to my brother. The scion recalled
'Damian, as a Desmond you shouldn't really have these feelings, you just have to work hard and remember to not sicken father with these ideals'
Damian shuddered at the memory of his disgusted older brother and those cold eyes which could cut steal even by a a simple glare. "but this was years ago , so it doesn't matter and he was right I should not even have these ideals or even speak to yo-"
"sy-on , you would not have summoned me if it still does not bother you , it does doesn't it" interrupting the glum boy and stating his true feelings.
The supernatural continued "so in other words, you'll take anyone's acceptance or anyone huh?" a small soft smile came upon the apparition's face,
Dumbfounded Damian stuttered "o-of course I won't! come on Forger, don't be silly" flicking the smiling wraith on the forehead, and smiling himself at her childish unamused expression.
"sy-on don't be mean" whined Forger.
"anyway sy-on, let's earn you another stella" Forger grinned , recalling why they were there in the library in the first place.
"ah yes your right" smiling , the scion reached for his bag underneath the table , looking for his notes, but recollects he let Ewen borrowed them.
"on second thought's, Forger have you got any ideas to earn a stella" Damian mumbled not admitting he left his books and notes with his long blond haired friend.
Forger-kun knowing this was the case, and smiled at the blushing boy stated "I never thought you'll ask" by saying this she reached in her pockets and took a weird penguin shaped note card and handed it to the scion.
Damian not even questioning why she would even be carrying these around, took them cordially. "a note card?"
Joyful, Forger held both her hands and expressed the peace sign "you're gonna give something to your teacher, I call it operation preseeent!!" shrilled the childish apparition even by holding the 'e' longer then she should.
Damian not impressed thought 'not very creative'. "how would that even work?" inquired the scion.
Beaming, she quoted "like I said before , don't diss it till you try it~" wiggling her index finger in the boy's face like a parent scolding their child.
"you do have a skill, so you might as well use it, right?" commented the supernatural. "you worked really hard to get to this point sy-on."
"Forger-kun..." Damian stared in awe at the spirit and clenched his hands together and flustering a little at the apparition emerald gaze. "Okay! I'll do my best" like a stage show Forger clapped at the upbeat scion.
Damian looked down at the note card and thought, of what he may write to his teacher 'maybe something respectful...or even a history fact, hmm I'll use my formal writing lessons that will defiantly impress 'that' teacher.
the scion beamed at the idea.
"so what are you gonna write or talk about sy-on" the spirit inquired.
Damian smirked at the apparition and pointed at the topic of the book he was reading. "that."
Forger looked at where he was pointing in childish excitement and was baffled at what she was seeing.
"huh...oh well?" a puzzling confused expression formed on her face.
~Next day~
"Swan, a student left something in your office"
The mentioned stoic teacher looked at the book in disgust thinking 'not another student buying for attention' but was shocked at who's name was on the ridiculous looking note card 'Desmond' was written in a neat cursive style on the corner of the note.
Swan thinking this was a disgusting joke started thinking of a sort of punishment for the boy 'maybe a tonitruous if this continues'
~Cecile hall~
"sy-on, I've gotta to ask why that topic and that teacher specially" questioned Forger, thinking that was a bad idea of the scion's, even though she's dead she does hear gossiping from other students about the treacherous Swan still living in the 'old times'.
The pompous scion sniggered at the worried apparition " I think talking about the school and our clubs that rarely get mentioned and how equal rights have changed over the years is a perfect topic to speak about"
Forger grimaced at Damian attitude and his answer , she's fine with the topic, but still unaware on why he chose 'Swan'.
"Forger what's the next idea from that book of yours's " Damian inquired.
"hmm I was thinking maybe helping a friend with their work, which I must ask have you got any friends sy-on?" Forger questioned.
"o-of course I have friends, well I have at least one friend now" Damian uttered.
~~~
Cecile hall , a towering classroom with seats and rows that look like a flight of stairs that are going up.
On the top row sat Ewen, who was writing in a black glossy hardback textbook, with a disgruntled expression stuck on his face trying to solve some writing practice.
Unknowing that his forest haired friend was behind him reading his work. "Do you need any help Ewen?" Damian asked startling his blond friend.
Putting a hand to his chest to calm his alarmed heart Ewen stared at Damian. "D-Damian don't scare me like that, you're gonna give me a heart attack one day if you keep doing that. stated Ewen.
"doing what?" Damian asked curiously.
"N-nevermind"
"ohh you mean scaring you, sorry I wasn't intending to do that" mumbled the apologetic scion.
"you're like a ghost sometimes you know especially with how pale you are and silent its freaky" Ewen stated unaware that there was a ghost in the room , who was sitting behind his olive eyed friend.
Ironically Damian has an amused smile thinking about the ghost behind him, and how she would scare his golden friend. "really.. I never knew" teased the scion.
"and back to your question, yes. I would like your help Damian if possible" sighed Ewen, knowing that his hard working studious friend will help him finish this work quick as lighting.
"So Ewen tell me what you need help with?" Damian asked.
Out of embarrassment the blond looked away from his over achieving friend and mumbled one simple word "punctuation."
Damian looked at his flustered friend and spoke aloud his thoughts "is that all?" in a teasing tone. "Ewen, even I have trouble with punctuation still, especially with semi colons they are the worst" even though the prodigy scion barely has trouble in these sort of exercises he still tries to cheer his displeased friend.
"I know right they are so hard to use" Ewen joked alongside his forest haired friend.
Meanwhile while the two friends were helping each other, Forger-Kun moved away from the scion and sat by the window , looking down at the breath taking garden and admiring the sunset reflection on the shiny clean tables.
She lay her head on the table ironically wishing she could touch and feel the coldness of the table or her newly acquainted 'friend?' and hold his hand.
She never took in her friend appearance and how unique unlike compared to her.
Forest green hair that would shine golden in the sun beams, olive hazel eyes that would glitter when smiling , long lashes, and golden horned hairclips tucked away behind some of his jaded forest green locks.
Looking away before she was caught gazing, Forger looked at her ghostly hands like that's the only thing that exists in the room, decades ago she recalls how they used to be warm by the sunlight , now their cold as ice even by the sun kissed light.
Snapping out of her dazed dreams , she never noticed Damian approaching her and snapping his fingers near her ears shocking her deceased heart at the scion and looking in bewilderment at the teasing scion.
"wow, even ghosts can get scared, I'll remember that for future references" chuckled the scion.
"That was only one time" pouted Forger, a faint blush came to her pale ghostly cheeks.
"Anyway , I just came to tell you I'm finished here, shall we go?" asked Damian.
"Yes we shall." answered the apparition who was sorting her hat and horns and her ruffled jacket, since laying down caused her hat to be in an odd position even her rose hairpin was falling out a little and some of her locks now tangled by the movement.
"So Forger I was thinking, since you're the wish granting ghost-"
"Apparition" interrupted Forger.
"a wish granting 'apparition' , I was wondering if you have any other methods from that book of yours" quoted Damian, while doing air quotes in the air on the word 'apparition' to annoy his ghostly companion.
While getting out her random book, Forger tapped her index finger on her glossy ruby lips while reading the next method which read 'method:72 operation out of comfort corner'. what an odd name the scion could only think.
"huh?."
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"When I give you the signal, you jump out from behind this corner." ordered Forger, who stood next to the scion with an amused expression on the childish method.
"Now! will be the signa-" but the inpatient Damian ran ahead , and unfortunately knocked down a student and Swan, who was passing the other way and the treacherous teacher was unamused at the attempt on what ever the hell the scion was trying to do, first the note and now this.
The stoic teacher now understanding how he can't let Desmond continue his shenanigans.
Passer by students questioning nearby, why the esteemed pompous second son was causing mayhem with the other hall. "Desmond what on earth are you doing?" questioned Swan, he never thought he'll be teaching a bunch of hooligans especially since he's only looking after this class , Henderson was off somewhere doing some duties , that he's not included in' which he was curious all the same.
Damian unaware that he's probably in a lot of trouble, with his supply teacher looked up at the irritated teacher and expressed a pleading guilty look to not give him a bolt , that would really ruin the scions chances of getting his wish, but Damian not really a fortunate boy with luck especially since he asked a ghost for help no sorry 'apparition'.
Speaking of the mention apparition who was watching this whole argument from the side line, gazed at her notes thinking what she may have or may have done wrong.
Inquiring her thoughts and watching the scion getting the dreaded bolt , Forger-Kun wondered how this would really dent his life plans and possible wish, staring as the scion shuddered at the announcement even shaking a little like he's the ice cold spirit in the towering hallway.
If she could turn back time and take away the scions grief she would but that's not her department, that's another apparitions job that she would not even meddle with.
That's it my life is over, Damian thought, there was no point to continue arguing , he could only scowl at the rosy salmon luscious haired locks with the pretty emerald eyes ghost.
'This was her fault' he thought while they both walked back to the abandoned bathroom , wait no he walked while she floated like the spirit she is.
While finally arriving at the silent abandoned bathroom , Damian put his hands on both sides of the sinks and looked in the mirror , while thinking of his possible future , never noticing the Sakura floating ghost above him , who tapped him on the nose to try and somewhat cheer his down casted self which felt like he was drenched from the overbearing tide of emotions and the wraith was not really helping his tiering situation.
"look on the Brightside sy-on, you've done something different to stand out from your brother maybe this was a good thing" she jokingly teased while laying down in the air with her arms behind her head and playing with her tangled locks in between her delicate cold as ice fingers.
Damian not amused gazed upwards at the playful obnoxious apparition, mumbled quietly like a storm was brewing "that last one had nothing to do with my skills..."
"eh heh heh" Forger giggled a little at the silly method.
"Don't 'eh heh heh' me!!" yelled the angry upset scion, and gazed at his reflection in the mirror , and how the disapproved tonitrus bolt on his shirt felt like the worlds problem was sculpted in his heart forever.
"hey sy-on , how about we drop the methods and go straight to the problem , why don't you confess to your family about your problems?" inquired the ghost who was now looking the scion straight in the eyes and tapping him on the forehead to get his attention.
Flustered at the attempt of cheering him up , a faint rosy blush which would put Forger's stunning hair to shame appeared on his pale face "tell them-?!" the scion paused "I can't do that?!!" Damian yelled in frustration.
"well, I'm a beginner here too. that's the only other idea I can come up with." Forger admitted while still floating in the air like it wasn't big news.
Having no words or to comment on what the apparition just admitted , the only thing Damian could do was stutter out "A BE-BEGINNER!?" thundered Damian , he should have guessed I mean those ridiculous ideas.
"well, you know" Forger declared, now floating upside down just because she can "there just aren't that many people who summon me, and not that many people who can." she added on floating to sit back near the sinks where the scion resided who was questioning everything and regretting a little.
"I thought there was something fishy about all this! you're supposed to be a ghost, but you keep pulling out these everyday items, and your methods are all so wholesome and childish." shouted Damian who was now grabbing the sink with such force and mild anger.
"that's me! wholesome Forger-kun~!" stated while hugging her body to state the point and wiggling a little with a smile like a crescent moon.
"No, you're just a beginner!!" Shrilled Damian who now let go of the broken sink and who was now walking over to the nervous wraith.
"I-I have some not wholesome items too" Forger stuttered while searching her unworldly pockets , with many odd items such as spy magazines, manga ,a little bag with a white seal on matching her sealed cheek and little figurines "um, lets see.." as she was still searching she found the item that caused her emerald irises to widen a little out of excitement and to show her friend?
"found it!" she gleefully announced to the frowning Damian.
Looking over to the desperate ghost , Damian's frown turned into a scowl , at the action figure of 'Bondman?' he guesses, his blank stare , peered at the shaking ghost "what is it?" he asked.
"a Bondman figure" the spirit stated while holding her cheeks with a curious expression waiting for the scions excitement?.
"and...?" Damian inquired looking more narrow eyed at the spirit with a displeased face.
"its kinda cute" and with that comment Damian yanked it out of the apparition cold hands and threw it out the nearest window and watched the shocked ghost shouting 'ahhhh!' and leaned out the window to try and catch it, even though it has probably hit the ground already and will never be seen again.
The scion sighed at the ghost's actions 'I really thought my wish would come true...' Displeased as he was , in the corner of his eye spotted the star like ghostly orb with the crimson circle holding the bag he spotted earlier when Forger-kun was rummaging through her pockets for her weird abomination figure.
He leaned down and grabbed it from the floating star and held it by the tips of his fingers in front of his face , eyeing it carefully on what it could possibly be.
By answering this he opened the bag by pulling the small blue teal string with his fingers delicately , since it may be precious and priceless.
With the bag now opened and picking one of the silver blue coins? out of the bag he can't help but ask the apparition curiously. "Forger-Kun, what is this?"
"That's a match makin-"
"match making?" interrupted the scion.
With alarm, Forger ran over to Damian to stop on what ever he was planning to do and reached out a hand to swipe the bag back "No, sy-on, not that!!" yelped the ghost.
Damian jolted at the warning but was not intending to listen to the 'beginner' wraith.
"give it back-" but the ghost never finished her sentence as she watched nervously as the scion put the coin? in his mouth to intimidate the spirit.
The apparition shrieked on how the scion is acting. Does he not understand how this will affect his life?!
"mm mrr mrrm mm mrrm" mumbled the scion which would translate to (tell me how it works!!)
Forger understanding this was no laughing matter , put her hands up in the air like a surrender and stuttered "o-okay, okay"
"Those are mermaid scales. If two people swallow the scales from the same mermaid... they will be placed under a dreadful curse..." she continued eerily "but tied together by an extremely powerful bond s-" and just by that sentence she heard a gulp and an unphased Damian not understanding on what he has just done.
"Sy-on boy!!!" in panicked motions she shook him even though this did no effect while yelling in his face.
"I told you not to swallow it.., I told you, you'd be cursed..." the ghost frighteningly put her hand to her mouth moving her body in panic motions.
"I don't care." commented Damian which confused the wraith.
"huh?"
"if it means, this can sort my reputation out, then I don't care if I'm cursed! ughh you did have a magic item!" the scion muttered angrily while holding the bag of scales, to his chest near his skull broach. "You're a liar Forger kun!!" and with that comment , the scion ran out of the abandoned bathroom leaving the shocked apparition stood frozen near the third stall where she was summoned and watched her friend? no, companion ran away .
Damian out of breath, away from the abandoned building near the dorms, sat down behind a shelve of books , recalling on what has just happened in the abandoned bathroom and thinking how selfish the ghost was.
mumbling on these two frustrating days on how his life has been ruined by this playful childish ghost.
Damian stared out the window near the shelve he was now leaning on and stared at how students are enjoying themselves and wondering how they can live their carefree lives out of stress , he thinks back to how Ewen and... Emile were beck in the past, when they were not caged by the weight bearing responsibilities and when studies were easy or how the pressure to live up to his menacing family , or was that just him? Damian thinking back on his pompous comment has realised he was the selfish one and looked at the scales in his hand that he stole from the ghost and he left her in the abandoned dusty bathroom.
Damian remembering one of his conversations with the ghost and her small smile and her shining emerald sea green irises.
'so in other words, you'll take anyone's acceptance or anyone huh?' he admits she was not wrong and blushes a little , he holds the bag of scales to his broach and jolted when he heard snapping and cracking noises below.
Damian looked down to when the noise was coming from and was shocked and a little bit frightened , to see that it was his arms making the noise, well not directly his arms but possibly the appearing light olive jaded scales on his arms "what?... what is this? " The scion moved his arms closer to his face to get a proximate look that some start to cover his shaking hand, white spots began to past his vision while his thin narrow eyes slowly close and start to black out.
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'why'
'why is this happening to me?'
'I worked so hard..'
'...No, I didn't.'
'I've hardly tried'
' "you worked really hard to get to this point" ' reminiscing the apparition kind words even in this dream state.
'I worked hard, she says.'
'At what?'
'I put all my effort into the wrong thing...'
'Assuming it would pay off.'
'I even turned to a supernatural for help.'
'I only ever think of myself.'
'I'
'I did this to myself.'
'All of it.'
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"Found you" shouted ?
'is this....water'
"Boy, that was close, any longer. and you would have dried out completely" a feminine voice teased.
"I can breathe...Forger-kun?" Damian tiredly called out to the apparition.
"I got everything you need, sy-on boy. I hope you like it." the apparition sounded amused...Why?
"what is this? what happened to me?" by that question Forger moved to one of the classrooms mirror, which shown a olive green fish with golden horns and a skull broach in a fish tank ? Damian wide awake now by the realisation screeched "Whattt!!!?" now realising he's the olive jaded fish and noticed Forger was holding the fish tank in the air so the scion can see his appearance.
"why am I a fish!?" shrilled Damian, he swam in a panic motion and thought he really has screwed up , Forger smiling a little that the scion was moving and swimming around giggled a little "yay, he likes it!" she mocked.
"I do not!" Damian panickily replied back.
Forger acknowledging that the scion probably wants answers , happily answered in a haunting tone "I told you, didn't I?" by saying this she walked to the windowsill and delicately put the fish tank on the ledge, with the fish looking up at the ghost to continue, which she obliged "that it comes with a price. you have been placed under the mermaid's curse." she sat down next to the fish tank by resting her hand on top of the tank while waiting for the fish to speak.
"and that's why I'm a fish?" Damian questioned.
"because fish are servants of the mermaids." replied Forger.
"if you'd gotten someone to swallow the other scale, the curse would've been split between you two, and it wouldn't be as strong. so you probably wouldn't have turned all the way into a fish... but you would be somewhat fishlike." the ghost pointed her index fingers in the air to visualize what she meant by fishlike , which made the small fish let out a small 'urk' in response .
The ghost continued "all a mermaid scale does is curse whoever puts it in their mouth. But since people who are put under the same curse are struck together by a special bond...we call it a matchmaker." the supernatural paused for a moment so the scion can process the information in his own time. "But I must ask , since you didn't use it, huh?...why not?" the apparition asked softly while holding one of the scales near her face.
The fish looked away from the softly smiling supernatural and was more interested at gazing at the grey silver rocks which are under him in the tank "..I was wrong to call you selfish, I realised I was the selfish one. Everything you said was true, Forger-kun. I would have taken anyone phrase and acceptance or someone who was there for me , that was my real wish..." the tearful regretful scion looked away embarrassed of his past actions and continued "I'm the wors-" but was interrupted and was snapped out of it when hearing a voice , which echoed around the room.
"WELL, WELL, WELL...HUMANS ARE TRULY FOOLISH CREATURES" its tone made the room rattle loudly and even some of the textbooks in the room fell of the table like it was an earth shattering earthquake but only in this specific classroom.
Forger-kun knowing the voice stood up awaiting the presence of the unwanted company, but was still grasping the tank like her dead life depends on it.
"BUT, REJOICE, LITTLE BOY."
"wh-what!?" the worried scion yelped out of fright.
"YOU ARE NOW MY SLAVE, I'LL TAKE VERY GOOD CARE OF YOU." and with that sentence , a massive hole in the classroom floor appeared and a massive supernatural creature with a human face and a fish body , came out of said hole.
Forger calm as a clear ocean after a frighting storm, walked towards the supernatural, raised her right arm splayed out by guarding the defenceless fish. "so you came." acknowledged Forger "mermaid!"
"AHHH! a human faced fish!!" Damian terrifyingly stated , panicking in his small tank.
Forger trying to calm down the scion explained "that's a mermaid. It's come to get it's new servant." she looked at the mermaid with a mocking smiling and narrow eyes "but, I can't let you do that. It would be a detriment to my business."
"OUT OF MY WAY, WHELP" the towering mermaid shoved and sent Forger flying into some tables and chairs, banging her back on the hard bleached wooden sturdy tables and banging her shoulder and elbow as well'
"Forger-kun!" yelled Damian worryingly and gawp at the injured apparition, watching her be shoved harshly like a bug was being swatted.
"YOU ARE WEAK! I HAVE LIVED THOUSANDS OF YEARS. A PITIFUL LITTLE SCHOOL WONDER COULD NEVER HOPE TO BEAT ME." sneered the mermaid not understanding on what she has just done.
Forger-kun stood up slowly , if she was human she may have broken her back , but lucky for her she's not. her eyes shadowed by her hat, some of her pink locks misplaced by the fall , she grasped her shoulder checking if its heal already, which it has. the menacing glare was directed at the mermaid who no notice, to the supposedly 'injured' school wonder.
Damian thinking he was doomed as his supernatural ally was down for the count, yelped in horror that the mermaid with one of her massive clawed hands trying to reach the little fish, Damian noticing this swam away from the clawed hand , just as the mermaid reached out for the olive fish a voice came from the other side of the room distracting the mermaid from catching the scion.
"Just a second." Forger softly stated.
"HM?" the mermaid confused that the little school wonder was still moving and noticed she wasn't even injured even by that fall on the wooden furniture.
"I haven't granted a single wish for that boy yet. if you must take him away, could you let me do that first?" asked Forger, who walked toward the mermaid slowly.
"SILENCE! YOU WILL NOT ORDER ME AROUND." yelled the mermaid who now holding the fish tank in both her clawed hands.
Forger unamused at the mermaid "really...I see in that case..."
Reaching in her chest Forger grabbed a knife pulling the sharp blade out and aiming it at the mermaid ready to attack.
"...I'll just have to use force."
The mermaid angry at the apparition opened her snarling mouth showing her sharp teeth that can chew the little wonder up in a second, but alas Forger just stood there waiting for the attack, knife ready, for the mermaid to swoop down unaware that Forger was biding her time.
Swiping her knife and going under the mermaid, a clean leaking gruesome murderous cut was gnashed in the mermaid side.
The stabbed ,mermaid looked at the school wonder wondering how a small helpless girl can stab her in under a minute. "HOW COULD A PUNY SUPERNATURAL WHO WAS BORN MERE DECADES AGO POSSIBLY HAVE SO MUCH POWER? CURSE YOU, SCHOOL WONDER!!!" the howling mermaid vanished into the air like mist , dropped the delicate fish tank which was now flying in the air , and at a moment notice Forger caught the tank "nice catch!" grinning like she hasn't just stabbed a centuries old mermaid.
"well I got rid of the mermaid, but... it seemed pretty persistent, so it'll probably be back. But I guess it's fine, as long as we managed to buy some time." Forger carried the tank back to the windowsill it was recently on before the unexpected fight.
Damian processing on what the ghost has just said and what he may have just witnessed, stared at the apparition and muttered timidly "b-but! what do I do, Forger-kun..? is that fish going to take me away?" sighing the scion continued "if only I'd never made that wish..." uttered the scared fish.
Smiling, forger put her her hand to her cheek and tilted her head cutely "tee hee!" with mocking giggling even, the apparition eyes widened and focused only on the fish and tilted her head even more with a creepy expression now plastered on her face.
"crying won't help you now. This is what happens when you get involved with the supernatural." that face would forever scar the scion maybe even beat his sleep paralysis demon in a staring contest. "I told you not to use it, didn't I? I went out of my way to warn you and every thing."
"you"
"little"
"dummy"
by saying those three words she poked the fish times 3.
"but.."
Damian listening to that hopeful word swam more closer to the informatic ghost to hear what she has to say,
"you didn't use the scale on anyone. that means I can still grant your wish. holding the scale in her hand still, now between her index finger and her thumb.
A forwarding tone bellowed out of the ghost asking the fish a simple question " Do you want to go back being human?" the ghost continued.
"if you make the wish, I'll grant it. But for a price, of course."
Damian muttered at the ghost worryingly "wh-what price..?
"I dunno. but I'd at least let you lead the bare minimum of a normal life. what do you say?" asked Forger even though she knew what the scion's answer would be.
"I.. I'll do it, I want to change back! please forger-Kun! make me human again!!" yelled Damian taking the apparitions offer in a heartbeat.
Flicking the scale in her hand "those are the magic words. okay then." smiling as she caught the caught she flicked in the air , and motioning her hand to her mouth, her thumb touching her ruby glossy lips with the scale on her tongue and narrow jaded eyes looking at the fish who turned crimson at what she said next.
"You'll pay for this with your body." swallowing the scale with a huge gulp.
Damian not a fish anymore with the small tank he resided in which was now on top of his head soaking his uniform and looking up at the ghost, who was looking down at him , with a hand to the mouth and a hand behind her back. "huh?" was all Damian could utter while waiting for the ghost to speak .
"Our fates have tied together...across the near and far shore." she held her breath for a moment "I will keep the effects of the curse to a minimum."
"in exchange you will give me...your..."
"...Hard labour." she pronounced teasing while making her hand into an 'ok' sign.
"huh?" the flustered scion uttered.
Forger with a teasing grin and her eyes narrowed with a twinkle in her emerald pupils "man, that all worked out perfectly. Right when I was wanting a human assistant too. Did you think I meant something dirty, sy-on boy?" crimson, Damian flustered and jolted at the question.
Forger still teasing "sy-on boy, you naughty daikon-" Forger was harshly elbowed on to the floor , by the flustered Damian.
"huh?.. Forger-kun I can touch you." puzzled, Damian looked at both his palms in bewilderment and at the apparition which was lying on the floor and fixing her hat and sorting her and ruffled jacket and western shirt.
replying back to the confused scion "I told you, didn't I? our fates are now entwined. So be nice to me. I granted two of your wishes, after all."
"two?"
Forger nodded at his reply and moved to the scion and held his hand gently " 'I wish to be human' again...and 'I'll take anyone who was there for me'...Isn't that what you wanted?" the supernatural smiled softly while floating upwards a little and holding both of Damian hands, with her own two. "To you, being bound to someone and anyone who was there for me , are kinda like a couple and are the same thing right? Forger smiled at the scion's crimson expression. "c-couple..?"
The curtains swaying in the breeze of the open windows , the twilight sun kissed light shined on both of them making Forger's eyes brighten more then they usually are.
'That's how.... I met her.'
Forger still holding the forest haired boy hand "oh, and that'll clear up once it's dry. You should take a towel to it" Forger looked at the scions arms which were covered in scales still.
Damian noticing this shrieked "gyahhhh!!!"
'In a twilight classroom, red with the rays of the setting sun...'
'I met a supernatural girl... who was not of this world.'
~where do things go when they have been forgotten by everyone?~
~Do they fade out of existence? No those things..~
~...Are still with us now, even now.~
~have you heard the rumours?~
~Of the faeries?~
Static noises came from a radio and was switched of by a hand.