Spirit World

Work Together

Callie groaned, feeling her head throbbed as she moved and sunk more on the bed. She felt like a mess, but she also felt somewhat renewed as she looked as she thought of her day last week. Her friends danced their lives out at the party, her grades at school hiking up to the top of the class. Oh what a flex, she smiled as she thought of other things. The new carpet she bought that her mother promised to laid it this week. Her mother's home-cooked food... wait! Her mother!

By just the thought of her mom, she abruptly sat up and shot her eyes wide open. Just like that, everything came into her mind like in a cinema's protagonist having the fastest flashback of her life. Her eyes widened more if it was even possible when she remembered what had happened yesterday night. Instinctively, she looked around, looking for a trace that what she saw, what she heard, and what had transpired yesterday was true, but her room had been just the same, and how did they even get in her room in the first place?

"I see you're looking for me?"

A voice had snapped her back into reality as she screamed once again, her voice rising an octave and the volume shifted to the highest as she heard that very same voice from yesterday again. She was near on cursing, well, how could she not when this spirit seemed to like to speak right on her ears instead of talking like a normal person. It wasn't like he was a person, but being a human before, he might at least have the basic way of talking, hasn't he? Could he be a perv before that's why he talked like that? The idea sent a shiver down her spine.

"Wow, you could break a glass," the Spirit uttered in awed with a chuckle as he floated and went in front of her. His arms were crossed and a goofy grin was on his face as he looked down at her. "Are you going to faint once more? I couldn't wait for another hour wasting my time watching your drool fall."

As soon as he said those, Callie held her cheeks and the side of her mouth to feel if she was drooling as what was claimed by this spirit, but there was none, so she glared. "Excuse me, for the record, I don't drool! Whatever it is that you saw, it might just be your imagination! And who are you? What are you doing in my room? Oh gosh, I asked for a decent spirit, why did they give me a p*****t? Which part of the ritual did I go wrong?"

Her inner monologue and complaining for the failed spirit given to her were stopped by the boisterous laugh of the spirit in front of him who had now his legs in an Indian seat, and his hand had an apple in it. He even had his head thrown back from laughing, and she wondered if the neighbouring house could hear him. Or could they see him? There was a huge, opened window right at the side of her room, and they were exposed if the neighbours would peek, but this spirit seemed unbothered. Well, it seemed like he couldn't be seen by anyone, so that means, whoever would see her, would think she was crazy.

I have to close my curtains before they could even think I'm crazy. She thought to herself and stood up, running to the window closed it abruptly, stopping the spirit from laughing in the process.

"Why are you closing that? It's not like any other humans aside from the person who called me would see me," the spirit said and took a bite on the apple again. "And for the human whom the sovereign described being serious and cold, you don't seem like one. You're rather funny. Am I in the right person?"

"I believe you're not the one assigned for me. I asked for a spirit who could guide me and help me save my mother, I didn't ask for a stupid-looking one," she told him truthfully, now having her arms into a cross on her chest as she looked at him dryly. The spirit looked at her, feigning shock as he held his chest. "Gosh, he's so dramatic."

The spirit laughed out loud again, clearly loving how Callie looked pissed off. He flicked his finger and the small scroll given by the Sovereign appeared in his hand where the human who requested his presence was written. "Well tell me if you're not any of this, then. You know, to make sure I am not really on the wrong human because likewise, I don't think I can work with an opposite of me."

Callie rolled her eyes. "Tell me. So we can end this now and I could pray, thoroughly, for a spirit who could help me, and not like the ones of your kind who seems to help me fail this."

"That's one of a judgment coming from you. If I have emotions, I might be lashing out on your or strangling your neck right now because of your strong words." the spirit said calmly with still a smile on his face as he was now in a laying position with his head perched on his one hand and facing the woman. "Anyway, as what my scroll reads, the human's name is Callie Cobb, twenty-year-old, obviously a girl, serious and harsh, which I approve, asking for the top spirit's help which is me, to look for her mother who holds the key for immortality, as what your prayers told, and now the sovereign is troubled. Is it you or not?"

The woman deflated as she slumped on her bed and sighed loudly, clearly disappointed. "Unfortunately, that's me. But really? Are you the Spirit World's best spirit I asked for? I'm kind of disappointed. Should I pray and ask the sovereign if he can take you back and give me another one?"

For the first time other than smiling, Callie finally saw another emotion than his usual face. It was annoyance, but it was only slight and merely a second as if he thought something that had stopped him for a moment on telling something to the girl as he remained silent for a little while. He seemed to be calculating what he would say, and he was also whispering to himself about something like giving him more struggle than the mission itself also dealing with a rude woman.

"I'm so sorry, Miss Callie Cobb but once you prayed again to the sovereign, it is either he will think you are not serious and just playing with the Spirit World to which might gain you a punishment, or if he is kind enough, he will give you a spirit animal. You can choose, it's your choice," he explained with a grin, sitting up but still suspended in the air. "I am who could help you the most if you think otherwise, you can go and pray to put me back. I don't care anymore about our deal anymore."

"Deal? What deal are you talking about? This case isn't something to be having deals and bets involved. This involved my mother, a spirit cannot mess this up," Callie once again said with full annoyance as she glared at the spirit. How dare they to make a deal about her mother's a*******n when she was here, riling up so much just to find her? Studying the things that she vowed not to hold when she was a kid, and basically doing the things her mother had pleaded her to do before.

"You can stop being so dramatic, Miss. It isn't something that directly complicated your mother. In fact, she would get the advantage to this because I have to do my all," he told her then squinted his eyes. "You know what? What I don't like about humans is how they think they're higher than anyone and that they were thinking they were entitled to everything. If you don't want me here, it to me, then I gladly vanish in thin air and let you go along with whatever mission you foolish humans had put yourselves into. Say 'vanish, spirit, go back to where you came from', and I will follow."

Would he really? She wondered. But if she followed what he was saying, then she would go to another round of praying and would have to wait for days to be sent another one, and she didn't know if that one would be better than this spirit in front of her or not.

Also, she internally admitted that she was kind of harsh on him. She was accusing things, though no one could blame her as she was just trying to make sure everything would be alright in rescuing her mother and this spirit would be of great help to her, she was thorough. After all, like what she said to her prayers this was something that the worlds that were drawn on the figure were involved, so this really had to be treated as one top mission that they had to solve, not only because her mother was involved, but the whole world might go crazy if they learned about this immortality that could avail through her mother.

"What? Say it," the spirit said, a little impatient because as he had already spent so much time in the human world and he would need to be in anyone's body so he could have a recharge. "If I'm not getting anything from you, then you better just send me back before I burn in this filthy world."

She didn't know what burn he was talking about, but she had already made up her mind. "No, I'm not going to send you back. I don't have any other choice but to put up with you, we have to work together. You'll be getting your deal, whatever it is, and I'll be getting back my mother, in that sense, we both win. You just have to stay out of my business and help me when I told you to, do you understand me?"

She saw how the spirit snickered and clicked his tongue, tossing the small scroll in the air then it vanished and turned to ashes before he stood properly, they were almost at the same height, but the spirit was floating so she had to look up. He seemed taller by a few inches, he also had good body shape and seemed to be good at fighting those men who abducted her mother at least, so she bet she would be fine with him.

"The sovereign should have given you a spirit animal if you're just going to treat me like one," he said sternly but then stretched his arm for a handshake. "If we're going to work together, then you have to seal it with a friendly handshake at least, so we could have a connection."

Callie rolled her eyes again, then yawned. She just took the cold hand of the spirit and shook it. "Yeah, yeah. Let's start now, shall we?"

"We shall."