Author's Note for the Whole Entire Story: 'Italics,' Kazuha Toyama, the elementary school detective thought.=thoughts. This story skips bits that I do not really know how to write. Please review, as reviews are chicken soup for the fanfic writer's soul and help me write more and fix things so that they make more sense, however, all flames will be fed to Akako's extremely tiny Ice Cat (more of an Ice Kitten, in actuality) to make it more resistant to being hurt by fire, which will then freeze you to death. Or drive you insane. Or both at once, which is an extremely scary thing to think about. Also, I do not own Wizard101, Magic Kaito, Detective Conan, or Doctor Who.
The Prologue:
A Very Loose Summary of the Prologue: In which younger versions of all of the main cast of characters are introduced (and some of the just-introduced side cast of characters die for the sake of advancing the plot), so you can see why they act the way that they do.
Author's Note: Certain of the characters are extremely out of character and have a rather non-canon appearance (for plot-related reasons), I know that I have given the characters the wrong birthdays, and I know that Akako and Saguru probably did not know each other as children, but it is called fanfiction for a reason. If I say 'the detective,' unless I add an adjective before it, I mean Kaito Kuroba. If I say 'the beautiful detective' I mean Akako Koizumi, who Saguru Hakuba has a crush on and vice versa.
The very highly brilliant magician-in-training Saguru Delwyn Hakuba, five years, eleven months, thirty days old, seventeen hours and a few seconds, was definitely not at his triplet brother Touzoku William Hakuba's birthday party at sixteen o'clock sharp on a twenty-four-hour clock. Saguru was twenty minutes younger than Touzoku and was born exactly at midnight, at the exact moment that Halloween (October thirty-first) started. He had black hair and storm-colored eyes, though after his brother's death his hair turned silver over a period of three months, two week, and four days precisely (the reason that he wanted to be a magician because his grandfather was a magician and he idolized his grandfather very, very much). He was talking to his best friend since the cradle, Akako Ryona Koizumi (who was exactly one month, three days, and one hour younger than him and had vermilion hair and viridian eyes), as they had asked her grandfather to go to the library with them because they were Arsene Lupin fans, not Sherlock Holmes fans, and Touzoku and Saguru tended to have frequent arguments about whether Sherlock Holmes or Arsene Lupin were better, Kazuha (the third triplet) would take always Touzoku's side on this and Akako would always take Saguru's. Both Touzoku and Saguru agreed completely and totally that the fact that the one whose name meant 'thief' was a Sherlock Holmes fan (for the most part due to the fact that his godfather, Yuusaku Kudo, who was a detective and mystery novelist, had given him every single Sherlock Holmes book for his fourth Christmas on Earth) and the one whose name could be read as 'detective' was an Arsene Lupin fan (that was partially due to Saguru's godfather Touichi Kuroba having given him every single Arsene Lupin book for his fourth birthday and partially due to the fact that the Kaitou Kid, who was an extremely brilliant magician and a highly gifted thief, was referred to by some of the newspapers as the modern Arsene Lupin) was a bit ironic. Especially if you pause and consider who Saguru later became.
When Saguru was dropped off at home home from the library (Akako having gone home with her grandfather, because she had apparently caught the flu), he saw Touzoku being murdered, and, understanding that a child cannot hope to stop two adults from doing anything because of his genius-level intellect, hid until they went away. Yes, Saguru watched his triplet brother get murdered knowing that he could not do anything about it. No wonder he chose a course in life calculated to bring the Black Organization (the shadowy organization that his brother's killers were a part of) to justice, even if he had to go to prison in the end for it (read: becoming the phantom thief known as Quicksilver, partially under his godfather's tutelage). He also wrote a very tragic novel in an attempt to channel his grief in an at least fairly constructive manner, but it did not work. The fact that he was writing a book while going to college, at the age of six, with his best friend (who has been mentioned before), and on top of all that he had become a kaitou (phantom thief), always returning what he stole, so that he could flush out the shadowy organization that had his triplet brother murdered explains part of why his hair went silver as well as showing the stress that he was under as a child.
When she heard that the aspiring detective Touzoku Hakuba had been killed one day, seven hours and seventeen minutes exactly after it happened, Akako Koizumi cried one, single, solitary tear, before regaining her extremely-high-for-a-five-and-three-quarters-year-old level of composure because, while she had not really liked him all that much (as he was a diehard and extremely fanatical Sherlock Holmes fanboy, whereas she was an avid Arsene Lupin fan), he had definitely not deserved to die on his own birthday, or at all, especially that young, and she knew him, as she was best friends with his brother. That was enough. She no longer had the potential to become a witch of the red magic, because she had shed a tear. She decided that she would become a detective, because she wanted to help people, and helping people get justice is helping their families at least, right? And she became known all over time and space as the Viridian Detective.
About two years later:
The elementary-school detective Kaito Kuroba was an extremely avid Sherlock Holmes fan, so he wore Sherlock Holmes cosplay to most of his cases (the coat was also a hang glider, just in case someone pushed him off a building). A very highly intelligent and extremely avid Sherlock Holmes fan, aged somewhere close to eight and a half (he does not keep track of time in quite the scarily precise manner that Saguru does, or anything that is anywhere close to it), his father, Touichi Kuroba, was a brilliant magician, however, Kaito had a slightly frighteningly severe (to certain individuals, his father among them, of course) tendency to try to analyze his father's tricks to try to figure them out, which always would make his father ruffle his hair fondly and irritatingly (to Kaito) and say, "A master magician's secrets cannot be analyzed anywhere close to successfully except for by another magician, Kaito, and sometimes not even then are the analysts even anywhere close to being successful. And I thought that you wanted to be a detective?"
"I already am a detective, a fairly good one, if I do say so myself, but yes, Father, I really do want to continue being a detective, very much so in fact. As being a detective is my passion and my life's work. And, Father, you certainly know that I really, really do not like people touching my hair at all, or in any way, shape, or form, which is the reason why I really, really wish that I was able to cut my own hair already," Kaito would say every single time his father said and did the above.
"Then could you please stop trying to analyze my tricks, Kaito, my son?" his father said extremely exasperatedly when this conversation happened on the morning before his extremely tragic and nonaccidental demise (read: murder).
"I can try. But what if I come up against a criminal who uses magic tricks to execute and get away with his crimes?" Kaito asked.
"Are you talking about the Kaitou Kid, Kaito?"
"No, as he is an extremely nonviolent criminal and most of my cases so far have been murders. What if a severely deranged criminal decides to use magic tricks to kill, to spread fear instead of joy? What if the Kaitou Kid goes insane and starts murdering innocent people? Those are some of the things that go around inside my nightmares, Father. And I might be a little paranoid, but I think that with all the things that I have seen, at the age that I have seen them, it is a justifiable paranoia." Kaito Kuroba, the Falcon Detective of Japan, said in his most extremely serious tone of voice, which really should have sounded comical or ridiculous on an eight-year-old but managed not to one single bit, probably because Touichi Kuroba knew very, very well (due to one of the people that Kaito got put into prison breaking out of prison and attempting to kill him when he was seven, last year at this point in time, actually) that his son Kaito had seen some very gruesome murders, since he had been a detective since he was five-and-a-half, and he for the most part at this point worked on murder cases, due to their being an absence of good detectives in this part of Tokyo, let alone detectives of Kaito's caliber.
"You should probably get ready for school now, Kaito, as if you don't you will probably miss the bus and be late."
"Okay, Father," Kaito said and went to go get ready for his school day. He was summoned out of class somewhere around halfway through the school day to work on a murder case (which was not his father's), and managed to solve it accurately within half an hour.
When he heard about his father's demise, he asked his mother if he could look at the scene of the accident. After he investigated the scene, he knew that his father was murdered, however, neither he nor the police could not figure out just how his father had been murdered or who had murdered him. He usually worked on theft cases for all the years afterward, because dead bodies of murder victims tended to make him think about his father's murder. He was capable of dealing with it, but even the most inept and idiotic members of the police could see that it was cruel to make him deal with that on a regular basis, especially as he was just a child, which was very, very much evidenced by his habit of wearing Sherlock Holmes cosplay everywhere but to his school (he did not wear Sherlock Holmes cosplay or anything that looked remotely like it to his father's funeral, because he loved his father very, very much, even more than he loved being a detective), and the only reason that he did not wear Sherlock Holmes cosplay to school was because there was a school uniform, which the coat does not fit at all. The coat in his slightly faded and very-much-beloved Sherlock Holmes costume had a hang glider, because Kaito is more than a bit paranoid. But not anywhere close to as paranoid as Quicksilver is, fortunately for Quicksilver's secret identity. Another thing that accounts for that is Quicksilver's ability to escape any pair of handcuffs ever made by anyone, even the Time Lords.
Aoko Nakamori, aged eight and some change, heard about Kaito's father's murder while she was reading a book about magic, and she managed not to cry through sheer determination to at least have the chance to learn magic. Thus she learned the blue magic and became the Blue Witch. And later tried to cause Saguru to fall in love with her. But that is in another chapter.