I woke up again in the middle of the night. It felt oddly familiar like last night, but unlike last night’s dream I was for sure awake. My house started to fill with smoke and for obvious reasons I dashed out of my house in fear. I saw Yuri out in front of my house
“Nakumura-san,” I said running over to her assuming she would help or more protect me. This time she was carrying a pistol different than the one I used last time. I didn’t know anything about the pistol I don’t know much about weaponry except for what I have seen in videogames and the military FPS games are not the most popular in Japan.
“Don’t Nakumura-san me. Grab a weapon and fight, or take cover and coward in a corner,” She boasted.
“Nakumura-chan?” I called her wondering if that’s what she would like me to call her.
“Don’t ‘chan’ me either Im not your friend and you don’t need to be so formal we are in direct danger,” She said handing me the gun.
“Any info on the pistol?” I asked
“What do you want an instruction manual. It’s a glock22 it has a full fifteen round clip, not do you want to find some cover or you want get your soul consumed like you almost did last time!”
“Last time?” I said standing still thinking out loud remembering last night’s dream.
“No time to explain, just find yourself some cover and fast it’s coming out of your house,”
“IT?” I found the nearest trashcan and took cover behind it and watched what happened from the somewhat safe distance I was at.
Yuri stood there as she watched the smoke approach her slowly. She pulled out of her pocket the exact same gun she gave me. She spotted the glowing eyes and unloaded ten bullets at the red dots but only one shot looked as though it hit. The shot that hit made the glow stop moving and dim for a brief moment.
The eyes disappeared and reappeared behind Yuri within a fraction of a fraction of a second. Yuri noticed and tried to turn around but before she could have time to react she got hit five meters backwards. Yuri quickly stood up off the ground and raised her hand in the air. A strong gust of wind blew by from every direction and seemed to be heading towards Yuri. A flame lit from her arm and made a pillar in the air for a short moment before what seemed to be a sword materialized in her hand. The blade seemed to be a katana of sorts but it was caught on fire. Though she only had the blade for a shot second for as long as it took for the sword to appear it would disappear. She gripped the blade with both hand (dropping the gun she had in one hand) put her hands to the left of her body and dashed toward the two glowing red eyes. With one swing the sword burst into flames then dissolved into the thick smoky air. The sword exploded and had a strong enough force to again nock Yuri off her feet.
The glowing orbs dimmed and brightened as if someone was flicking a light switch on and off though the smoke cleared out before the eyes dimmed out completely. I put my gun down and rushed over to see if Yuri was all right but to my amazement though she fought a great fight she was far from alright.
“Nakumura-chan!” I ran over and knelt down next to her.
“I’m fine,” she moaned as she tried to stand up.
“Don’t try and stand up on your own,” I said as I helped her up “Please at least call me by my first name,” Yuri insisted
“Like that matters,” I put her arm around my shoulder and helped her over to a wall of a house where her and I both sat down. The air was thin and cold and this ominous feeling filled the area. I looked over at Yuri who seemed to not be in any pain but looked pretty beat up. I put pressure on the upper left of her left leg to try and stop it from bleeding , she had a deep cut around her thigh.
“We haven’t been formally introduced,” I said putting my hand out for a hand shake “My names Nova,”
“First or last name?” she asked
“Like it matters to you, but first name” I responded. As

“Like it matters to you, but first name” I responded. As confused as I was I wasn’t asking many questions due to the state of shock I was in. Yuri went to pull her hand away from are hand shake when I noticed something and grabbed her wrist. “Fine you say, fine my ass. I’m not sure what your definition of fine is but a burn all the way up your arm is not what I would call fine,”
“Let go of me!” she screamed at me swatting my hand off of hers with her other hand.
“Both hands!” I said grabbing her other wrist “Let go that hurts!” she tried to pull away but I wasn’t letting go.
“Fine I’ll let go if you tell me why your burnt what that was, where I am and who you are?”
“Well” she started “I’m burn because of the god sword that I used to defeat what your calling that thing. Now let go your grip is painful on my burn,” I was getting my answers so I let go of her wrist “Thank you... as for what that thing is well it’s a imperfect soul.”
“A what?”
“Do you want me to explain or do you want to interrupt?”
“Sorry continue,”
“A imperfect soul is a corrupt spirit, no one knows why its corrupt it just is. As for where you are your at your home or at least outside of it, and for whatever reason your able to see ghosts and spirits. Why this is, is as much a mystery to me as it is to you, and finally I’m Yuri Nakumura but you already knew my name. I’m a dead spirit, or rather a dead person making me a spirit. My whole family died in a car crash except for my younger sister whom survived. That’s why I’m hunting the imperfects, because anyone who collects four of the souls from imperfects can become a angel and be able to be seen by humans. I just want to be able to see my sister face to face again.” Yuri stared at the burns on her hands
“And you’re willing to risk your life to see your sister?” I asked
“you bet,” she stated with a grin on her face that I couldn’t understand being a single child but her love for her sister was a strong bond that for now I wasn’t about to question. “Even if risking my life means I may become a imperfect soul myself,”
“So you get killed by a imperfect you become a imperfect, nice to know,” I sat back for a while to try and let that information sink in. It was more than unbelievable but she was injured, I have a gun in my pocket and I saw Yuri fight the so-called imperfect soul. It took a few very quiet minutes for it to sink in before the facts locked in my head. I quickly looked over at Yuri and asked her, “Your sisters name is Rei isn’t it?”
“Yup and I know she admitted to loving you and that you two kissed. I also know that earlier today she completely friend zoned you it was actually really funny to watch. Oh by the way I have sort of been watching you and her since our last ‘meeting’,”
“So you have been stalking me,” I said in disgust.
“I wouldn’t call it stalking more observing. And I am following you to protect you, you’re a human that’s able to see spirits. Whatever sort of powers you have the imperfect hunger for. You make for good bait” as she said that I went into even more shock than I already was.
“Anything else you want to let me know?” I asked
“I’m a refugee,” she stated “Wait, what,” I cut her off
“Let me explain. You’re not supposed to hunt imperfect souls because if they kill you, you become one witch repopulates them and if you don’t get killed by one then it will just become angry and lash out at random people who can’t see it. Killing one is a different story very few people have actually killed one and those who have become a target among assassins. That’s because assassins take down those with power and if you have killed 4 imperfects you have large amounts of power. Oh and also I’m living on the streets,”
“So what are you saying about living on the streets,” I asked
“Can I stay with you?” She answered with a question.
“NO!” I responded “Fine but I’m still following you,

“Fine but I’m still following you, so you have the option of knowing where I am or not knowing choose one,”
“Whatever I’m not stopping you, I’m the only one who can see you right?”
“As far as I know,”
“Okay,” I remarked and we went back to my house and into my room. “Where do you want me to sleep,” she asked. I thought for a second looking at the floor of my room, a complete mess. I scanned the floor until I saw a bleach book, then it hit me.
“Closet” I said throwing a blanket at Yuri. She took the blanket with no question and quickly made herself at home with no questions asked. I laid in my bed trying to fall asleep at the same time as trying to wake up. She seemed to be a kind enough person, brave, smart, helpful and reliable though with all going on I couldn’t bring myself to trust her.
I fell asleep feeling that I didn’t want any of this to disappear but at the same time I did want everything to return to normal. to be continued......

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