Note: Please ignore all underlined words. This was a vocabulary assignment for my English class and these are my vocab words.

Chapter 1
Morbid Masterpiece

It was an abstract work of art.

With limbs twisted in and out into an intricate pattern. The gentle curves of each rounded edge was lined with a sense of softness despite being hard to the touch. Truly it was a beautiful piece of art sculpted by expert hands. And Alfred felt sick even thinking this morbid monstrosity was anything near beautiful.

"Absolutely disgusting."

Inspector Arthur Kirkland stepped up next to Alfred and took a deep drag from his cigarette causing the younger blonde to wince.

"Put that out Artie," he sighed. "It's really bad for your health." He paused for a moment and continued, "Besides, it'll ruin the evidence with all that smoke."

The Brit shot him a cold glare but seemed to see the verity of Alfred's argument and reluctantly threw the fag down and stomped it out into the concrete. The mood turned sour, even more so than before, and a silence fell on the two Inspectors.

The horrifying masterpiece before them was donned in beautiful and extricate flowers. At the center of it all was a human figure, as naked as the day they were born, her lifeless eyes stared with a sense of stoicism out at the two men. There were no visible wounds, the artist must've deemed the gore too unpleasant to the final product, but the victim's head was decapitated and sat innocently in the center of her out reaching palms. Her smooth white legs were gently wrapped around each other as if there existed no bones. Everything was perfectly placed and preserved. Each flower and leaf dipped in some chemical compound that kept it fresh as the day they were picked. The girl herself must've sat in a vat of it for days because she was so perfectly still and unmoving. No entity could touch her. It was as if time itself couldn't reach her. And her skin, which would've been soft, warm, alive at one point now stood as hard and cold as marble.

"Do we have a profile on the girl yet?" Arthur said after several minutes of silence.

Alfred squirmed under the corpse's eyes and took this chance to look away. He turned to the more seasoned Inspector, "Yeah. Hold on." A simple click on his wrist communicator and a holographic screen popped up in front of him. Another few clicks and a picture and information of the girl appeared. His cerulean eyes ran across the hovering screen carefully taking in the information, a light frown came to his lips. "Her name was Mei Wang. A seventeen-year-old student attending Rosemary Academy and she's… Oh damn…"

It was Arthur's turn to frown; he looked over at the blonde questionably. "What is it?"

"Ms. Mei is the adopted daughter of Mr. Yao Wang," the blonde spoke shakily.

"Yao Wang?"

Alfred's eyes widened at him, "You don't know who he is?" Another glare shot at him. "He's like… A famous entrepreneur who owns a lot of stocks and companies around the country. Don't you watch the news?"

"I don't have to watch that crap they put on," the Brit hissed. "Everything they put on these days is nothing but useless nonsense. Before we had real things. Real books, real TV, real food-"

"Artie! I don't think you're getting the point here," Alfred cut in quickly before the other blonde went on another one of his technology rants again. "The point is that if this is his daughter…" He looked over at the lifeless girl. "Then we can expect some trouble in the future."

"I'll say," Arthur snorted. "Don't you think this situation is a bit fishy anyways?"

"How so?"

The older blonde sighed, "Use your head lad. Is this Yao Wang's daughter is missing then some sort of announcement would've been made right?" He looked at the corpse. "Judging by this she's been gone for at least a week, long enough for anyone to notice."

Alfred frowned, "Are you trying to say Yao Wang did it?" He supposed the conjecture made sense, but it was so… Loose.

"No, no you git!" The senior Inspector groaned. "Common. Really use your head. Mei Wang attended Rosemary Academy yes? Now think. This is a famous Academy known for…"

"…Keeping girls free from the influences of modern day technology." Alfred finished.

"Good. So this is an all girls Academy who prides themselves in keeping the daughters of rich tycoons around the world pure and untainted. Purport if word got out that one of their students went missing..."

"… then… People would stop sending their daughters there?"

"Exactly," Arthur gave him a predatory grin. "Something is going on at Rosemary Academy. Someone is covering up these murders. And I bet you anything that the murderer is in that school."

Alfred nodded, "Okay. Yeah, that makes sense. So uh… When you said 'bet you anything' would you treat me to McDonalds after this case?" He smiled brightly.

Arthur felt himself twitch; it was always McDonalds with this idiot even when they were doing important things like solving a case. Nothing was ever relevant when Alfred was talking. Glaring at the younger man he grimaced and turned swiftly on his heel then proceeded to walk away.

Alfred watch with amused eyes as his senior officer walked away with his head held high even though he was obviously annoyed. He let out a chuckle and began to follow Arthur towards their transport. The blonde slowly looked back at the frozen body of Mei Wong and a sense of sadness came over the usually dogmatic man. He gave one final and silent farewell before the drones would come and take the girl away for a further autopsy. With that done he walked over to Arthur who was already waiting in the vehicle with an impatient look on his face.

"Let's go."

Clearly something was going on here. It was fishy and smelled of deceit and deception. The principle himself was sweating buckets as he led them around school. He kept trying to refute all of their reasons to enter and investigate the staff and students. His reluctance to let them actually into a school building was even worse. Not just because they couldn't complete their case but it was mostly because Arthur simply couldn't contain his horrifying temper.

He looked like he was going to shoot the poor man.

This was not going to end well.

"Please," the bumbling principle said nervously. "The students here are very fragile. We're trying to keep a panic from happening-"

"Oh please cut that utter bull," Arthur snapped loudly. "That's not pertinent to the subject at hand! Do you know that we found the dead body of one of your students?"

If possible the principle became even sweatier and more nervous which cause the Inspector to become even more agitated. "P-please sir. Do keep your voice down… If our students heard-"

"We are here to investigate your students Mr. Orokana. Though perhaps I should investigate you considering that refuse to cooperate." Arthur narrowed his poison green eyes in one of his famous death glares, "In fact, all things considering, you would make a rather apposite suspect yourself."

The man paled at the blatant threat.

The blonde man grimaced at his cowardice behavior, "Now please kindly allow us entrance into your school so that we may scan your students and staff for their 'criminal-capacity'."

Finally the principle seemed to get the crux of the situation, or perhaps just the threat to his own livelihood, but either way he was quick to allow them access to the main school building then quickly scampered off.

The pair of Inspectors began to walk down the halls of the school with their 'Dominators' drawn. This particular device acted as both a weapon and scanner at the same time. Normally the gun would be locked and the authorized user unable to fire it. Then the scanner would measure the person, a dominator was pointed at, for their criminal-capacity hue. Then it would call off a number and anyone of a CC of over 100 would cause the gun to unlock and allow for restraining stuns to be fired at the target. However, if the system the dominators ran on deemed the person's hue to be over 300, far beyond the point of redemption, then the gun would transform again into a mode called 'Lethal-eliminator' in which the target would be killed upon shooting.

Luckily for the both of them these girls were kept from technology for a majority of their lives. Modern weapons like these would probably be unknown to the students here.

"So. Artie," Alfred called out to his partner. "What do you think? Teacher or student?"

Arthur looked over at the younger blonde and thought for a moment, "A teacher would make more sense considering the students would have a hard time getting out of the school to actually place the corpse. However, I think that is just a specious conclusion that anyone could come up with. My gut is telling me a student is responsible for this murder."

A gut feeling. Alfred thought in cognation about that for a moment. A lot of their detective work was made with carefully crafted inductions but there was just something about a gut feeling when Arthur got one that made him know they were on the right track. The older man was like a wolf sometimes, his gut was his nose, and he just picked up on a scent.

"So," Arthur continued. "Predicate on that idea I'd say our first place to visit would be the art room."

It wasn't hard to snag a teacher willing to show them the way after they saw their dominators. Alfred never really like the intimidation factor but it never failed to work wonders.

They stood outside the art room, the light inside was on and light music could be heard floating out of it, ergo, someone was probably inside.

"One the count to three then?" Alfred whispered to Arthur.

The Brit rolled his eyes but nodded anyways.

"Alright!" The younger man whispered excitedly. They both looked each other in the eye, green and blue clashing. "One." Alfred mouthed.

"Two." Replied Arthur silently.

"Three!"

The door burst open and both of them jumped in with their dominators pointed forwards. "Freeze!" Alfred called, "We're with the PSD, please surrender so we may take your criminal-capacity!"

There were only two people in the room, an older student who sat in front of a canvas painting. Her brown eyes widened in surprise and shock at them. Her hand stopped in mid-stroke. Alfred took in her painting and immediately knew that Arthur's gut feeling was right. On the canvas was a painting of a nude Mei Wang with jagged lines streaking over her limbs. Particularly her between her head and shoulders. He quickly pointed his dominator at her and after a moment the female voice operator beeped out a calm 348 and he felt the gun transform into its lethal mode. Though he was glad that they caught the perpetrator the idea of killing an adolescent girl didn't sit right with him.

However, it seemed that Arthur wasn't even paying attention to her.

Alfred frowned when he realized this and quickly followed the other's gaze.

At the very back of the room stood a teacher with white-blonde hair holding a book and casually watching them despite the situation. In fact, he almost seemed to be smirking at the pair.

Alfred felt his hands tremble then before he even recognized the man. His body reacting before he did. The dominator suddenly felt a thousand times heavier in his hands. Slowly he turned the gun away from the girl and towards the smirking teacher even as the student jumped from her seat and sprinted out of the classroom. Because this was it. They finally found him.

His dominator scanned the teacher and faintly beeped out the lowest crime-capacity, zero. Because this man wasn't normal. He was the anomaly in the system. The same man who, no matter what crime he committed and no matter who he killed in cold blood, didn't register any sign but being a perfect citizen in the eyes of their so called "perfect" grading system.

This was also the same man who killed his younger brother.

A/N: This was an assignment for my English Class so please ignore all the underlined words; they are my vocab words.

I really enjoyed writing this and because I get a new assignment every week or two hopefully I'll be able to update this consistently. :) Hope you enjoyed.