He couldn't believe that he had been so stupid. That he thought that after all of the drama involving Kristoph was over, life would return to normal.

It didn't.

It has all started with the first death. Klavier had been there to witness it, too. That night, Klavier was at a club, with not a care in the world, because that was the one time that he decided to forget everything bad that had happened to him, when a man dropped dead onto the middle of the floor, with no warning whatsoever. It didn't stop from there. The news would constantly go on and on about the newest victims. No one knew the motive of the killer, and no one had the slightest idea who it was. The only thing they knew is that every single death was by poisoning, and every single person killed were some kind of lawyer.

Klavier felt himself shudder at how he seemed like a perfect target for the killer. The good thing was that Herr Wright and family were safe and that he was most likely safe if they were. At least that's what he tells himself. He knows that there's a bunch of things that they could be planning just to trick him so he could laugh at Klavier's fear. That's what Kristoph had wanted, right? He had failed him, so this was what he deserved, right?

Ever since the murders started, two things had happened. The first was the fact that Herr Forehead was trying to get him to open up a little bit more. He, along with everyone else involved with the case was very tense, because they all had the same thought process; that Kristoph had escaped. However, there was no news about that happening, so he supposed there was some other crazed murderer that liked killing lawyers. The second thing, however, was the relentless amount of questions he had gotten from reporters. They thought that he of all people would know something. They thought that Klavier wanted revenge on the people who put his brother away. It was stupid, really considering the fact he was one of the people who put his brother where he is now. Why would he want revenge? What he did was wrong, and Kris deserved what he had got.

What disrupted him from his idle thought, however, was his phone ringing.

"Ja, who is it?" He answered after picking up the phone."

"Klavier! Yeah, um, something really weird just happened." said the voice, which happened to be Apollo.

"What is it?" Klavier asked, his voice laced with concern of the fact that it had to be important for him to call, nevertheless answer like that.

"Well, this girl came in, and she asked me if I could help her, with 'something that's going to happen?' She hadn't even told me her name, she just seemed genuinely distressed over something, and I'm kind of worried what that could be. She said that she had to come back later because she wasn't supposed to be there. Do you think she knows something about the murders that have been going on lately?

"Shouldn't she have gone to the police? I mean, I don't think there's much you could've done for her if she does know something. Why would she have chosen there, out of all the places in the world?"

"I think Mr. Wright has something to do with this. He's been downright creepy for awhile now."

"Do you think he could be involved too? He most likely would've told someone if he was, but it's still a good question."

"To be honest, I don't know. I just don't know what goes through Mr. Wrights head. He's just really mysterious sometimes, and it's hard to understand why he does all that."

"Hopefully it'll be okay. You've dealt with weirder things before, ja?" Klavier smiled as he said this. They've all grown so much in such short time, which was amazing really.

"You're right Klavier. I've got to get back to work, but hopefully, we can talk again later?" He could practically imagine him playing with his antenna-like hair, right as he was saying that. Cute.

"Goodbye, Herr Forehead." Klavier chuckled, hanging up to the sound of Apollo yelling, "don't call me that!" indignantly.

When he hung up the phone, there was a loud knock at the door. It was probably another one of the reporters, but he got up to go answer it anyway. He barely had time to ask what was the matter when he opened the door.

Apollo sat on the couch, his brows furrowed in thought. Ever since the murders have been going on, he's felt particularly uneasy. All the news did was add even more stress to the amount he already had. He was struggling to pay his bills, and he rarely got enough sleep at night, so the fact that there was someone out there who probably wanted to kill him didn't help. He couldn't imagine how Klavier felt, though. He still wasn't over the fact that his brother had been put in jail (Neither was he, to be honest, but that didn't matter as much at the moment). Still, people had the audacity to say that Klavier was behind those murders, which was absurd. Klavier couldn't even leave his house without people trying to shove a camera in his face. Apollo had no idea how he could live like that, he had no tolerance for people like that

"You know Polly, if you keep your face like that, you're going to get wrinkles before you're thirty," Trucy said. She had come out of nowhere, which startled him slightly.

"I'll be fine Trucy, I don't make that face that often..."

"I don't think so, you make that face at least 5 times a day, tops before Daddy has to shake you back to reality."

Apollo smiled and sat up a little, "You know, having that much sodium in a week isn't good for you, but I don't say anything to you"

"That's different, though! Eldoon's noodles are good, all frowning does is give you wrinkles!"

Apollo smirked, "I'll get wrinkles, you'll get high blood pressure, I'll live past 70, you'll have a heart attack from all that salt."

"You're no fun, Polly! You're always such a party pooper!" Trucy says while sticking her tongue out at him.

Trucy suddenly gasped, and pointed at the TV. Apollo whipped his head around to see what was the matter. The television read, 'Breaking News, Klavier Gavin Is Arrested for Mass Murders! Was Gavin Really Behind It All?' The news was live apparently because Apollo could see Klavier being forced into the police car, his protests unheard by the police officers there. One of the police officers at the scene were being interviewed on why they chose to arrest him. "Well, Gavin was known to be at one of the scenes at the time of the crime. He's also the only person with a clear motive, so unless he's proven innocent, he's going to be locked up for a very long time," he said.

At this Apollo turned off the T.V, and started to get up, but Trucy grabbed his arm to stop him. "Apollo, where are you going?" she asked.

"To the Detention Center, where else?"

"...We're going to defend him, right Polly?"

"Of course we are, why wouldn't we?"

"I just thought, that you thought he was guilty. I just wanted to make sure."

After she said this, a very frantic knock was at the door. Apollo cautiously got up, and slowly opened the door.