Last Edited: Dec 22nd, 2011

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FULL SUMMARY:

A young lady dreamed about going to the world of DC. Somehow, she met some people who were not supposed to be in here. Brought them home, she befriended with them. However, without anyone knowing, someone else actually made contact with B. O.. He made a deal about B. O. helping him to murder someone, and then he will help them in return. Conan, meddling when he saw the lady, got involved during his 'usual' camping trip. But when he saw her, she was no longer a human. What's going on?

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You won't find disclaimer beyond this chapter. So sorry that I couldn't type ALL of them...

DISCLAIMER: Honestly, I do NOT own anything here... All materials belonged to their respective owners (Since I put others beside Detective Conan, too.) If I EVER own DC, perhaps I'll end up making all readers crying (?).

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Sorry if I misspelled and every other mistakes... and thanks a lot to those who had reviewed.

Just in case you didn't have an account, there's a good news for you: I enabled anonymous reviews, so don't worry.

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I think the genres are:

- Angst (You know me)

- Sci-fi, a bit (for the AI technology)

- Supernatural, quite (for the lack of knowledge for the theory, etc., so I had to create 'miracles')

- Crime (for this involved terrorist & CT)

- Mystery (for putting snippets of other POV, etc. without any clue of who's talking)

No ROMANCE (perhaps a bit). No kissing, unless a mother to her child (either on the cheek / forehead, nothing more). The word 'kiss' for a couple (male x female, no YAOI), will be censored. I'll try for not writing that word, though. So sorry for that.

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WARNING: OOC, crazy ideas (yea, yea, I know), angst, no perfect English included, may took long to update, this story may / may not have something to do with the main plot, you might not seen disclaimer on other chapters, may be boring, not logical from the medical side (I didn't know much about biology), no proper border line from Doc Manager, names may be misspelled, etc.

- DON'T LIKE = DON'T READ -

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For my OC, OOC, OCC (or whatever), it's actually me... Only I shape shift myself. If I shape shift consciously, see Sherlock Holmes on appearance on the train in Detective Conan: The Phantom of Baker Street (that's all my spoiler)

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Special thanks to:

- God, Jesus Christ (for giving me a great inspiration right before I slept)

- LSP, Hip, Asobo Studios (for making CTSF. Although discontinued, I still respect their work)

- ctspecialforces . com - link already dead (for providing me with basic information on CTSF)

- CTSF walkthrough maker(s) (for writing down the information that I won't be able to obtain if it's not for them writing the game walkthrough)

- Mr. Rabi (for asking me about whether I already wrote a story or not)

- My classmate, Kridayanti Novinda (for teaching me true friendship)

Cast:

- Border lines: bkozak (Goodbye, Moon)

- Origin of story: CTSF: Nemesis Strike (aka Fire for Effect), Sarruby (Interlude) and other FF writer

- Original story: Detective Conan (Aoyama Gosho), CTSF (LSP, Hip, Asobo Studios)

- etc.

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Yours truly,

Author

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L. E.: Dec 22nd, 2011

Chapter 1: Into the Dream

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''Takato, it's already late. Go to bed; you'll have to do your national examination try outs tomorrow,'' said a male adult, sitting comfortably on a sofa.

He was about 170 cm tall, a bit plump, and he wore dark-brown-framed glasses. His front teeth slightly, er almost, like a mouse's teeth (what?). His black hair strands stood like strands of grass in the meadow on his head. His black-and-a-bit-blood-red eyes were set on the TV. Apparently, he was watching. He rubbed his sharp nose.

''... Alright, Dad,'' said a girl. So, that male adult was her father. (Yeah, right)

Her long black hair swooshed a mosquito as she headed to the bathroom. She usually got tailed by mosquitoes, just to get bitten. Her slanted black eyes stared dreamily to the purple toothbrush in front of her as if she imagined it will turn into a lizard or something. She wore a small, tight, silver ring on her right ring finger (it was so tight until she got 'interrogated' seldomly by her mother. She said, ''Release it: it's too tight!''. It was seldom thanks to her stubbornness.). Her a bit sharp nose sniffed the air lazily while she brushed her teeth. Full of lips, tall, not too skinny and not too fat; ideal. That was she was. And yet, she never wanted a boyfriend until she's around 17 or so (she always goes *ahem* when she saw her friends holding hands). She was so lazy today. Yes, lazy thanks to someone who interrogated her via messages, and tomorrow exams coming, while other schools already began their holidays. Yeah, great day.

''Takato, brush your teeth,'' commanded a female voice coming from the sofa just as she came out of the bathroom.

''I already did, Okaa,'' replied Takato to her mother.

Apparently (actually not really 'apparently'), she usually called her mother 'Okaa' which means 'Mom' in Japanese because she made no protests. The same with her father: her mother was watching the TV. Her long curly brownish hair was bundled on the top of her head. Takato ever protested about her hair (''It's so big, like lion's mane,'' she said), but to no avail; she kept her hair like that all the time. Her black slanted eyes were set on her daughter for a second, although they were back to the TV the next second. Her lips were thin, with flat nose.

''Oh... Then, change,'' she ordered.

Takato just walked straight into her room without saying anything anymore. And then, she shut the door as she changed her clothes.

And then, Raptor finds him griefly - ah, no, badly - wounded, she daydreamed, walking back and forth. It's like she could move there, just by walking back and forth while daydreaming, as easy as winking. ''Owl,'', she carried on. ''Who did this to you?'' asked Raptor to his wounded partner.

''Takato, the film's started again,'' her dad called. And, as quick as it had come, the imagination vanished. And she burst out of her room as if her life depended on it, sat down on the sofa and watched the film. It went like that for several hours.

Finally, it's time for her to sleep. She had bid 'good night' to her parents and she closed the door. She laid her hear on the pillow and rolled over. And then she closed her eyes.

Here's another dreamless sleep; she kept having them these days. Or, at least, that what she thought.

''Owl!'' it hissed. ''Owl!''

''What, Raptor?'' another voice replied, annoyed.

''...''

Huh?

''Are you alright?'' it asked, concerned.

Oh... So sweet... I wished I could have someone to do that on me when I'm so lonely...

''You keep on wincing,'' it said again. ''And you keep holding your wound for a while.''

''... Ah... It only hurts a bit,'' the other replied.

What happened? Where am I?

''A bit, huh?'' it said. ''Usually when you said a bit, you mean a lot.''

''Whatever,'' the other retorted. A pause.

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Silence?

''Raptor,'' it said again. But deep inside the tone, one could hear the sign of agony. ''Look over there.''

''What the-?'' the person called Raptor gasped in surprise. Yeah, right. ''It looked like a dinosaur!'' Now, you got it.

''Dinosaur''? Did I hear it right? There's no more dinosaur; they're extinct. If they're still exist, we'll go extinct, sooner or later.

How can that not be? Dinosaurs, mostly, are giant lizards and scary to meet (like their meaning of name, literally ''scary lizard''). They are equipped with various weapons: clubs, claws, razor-sharp teeth, spikes, and many others. They're pretty strong, perhaps stronger than modern-day animals.

''Shh!'' he hissed dangerously. Perhaps accidently. Dun no. ''You might wake it!''

''Oh. Then I'm going to check on it,'' Raptor said.

He's joking. Right?

''Raptor, no!''

A thumping noise... Sounded like a person's stepping. I think he's coming closer... I-itchy! Some-thing tickling my nose! Wa-wanna sneeze...

''Raptor!'' he protested.

Ah... It stopped. Thank heavens, really. It's dead itchy.

''What?'' he protested. The voice was pretty close so it becomes so loud. It sounded like someone using a speaker shouting next to your ear. Poor you. ''I'm testing it.''

Ah... So it was him...

''Yeah, I know. You're curious. But that's not the way!''

''Is that something wrong with that?'' he asked. ''Owl, relax: I can kill it, a dinosaur, easily.''

Someone who was just called 'Owl' sighed.

Yeah, right. Relax. Relax when you're saying you could kill a dinosaur easily when you've got someone injured by your side. What's more, you're tickling it. Perfect! Wait... ''tickling a dinosaur''. But I thought he tickled me! What's going on?

And she jerked her eyes open.

To be continued...

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A/N: There you go: a cliffhanger. Somehow, I began to like them ^^. Anyway, what do you think? If you're hoping to meet DC characters' conversation here, wait for further chapters; I'll include some snippets on what's happening outside, without spoiling ^^ too much...

Please review... Hope you liked it. Till later.

P.S.

If you're wondering... WARNING: SPOILERS! (read it backwards, bottom - top)

.wonk uoy ,ykcirt yrev s'ti :emag eht morf seliforp rieht teg ot yrt ll'I ,emit tog I fI. lwO 'htlaetS' dna, rotpaR 'latrommI' :era seman (edoc) lluf riehT .tenretni eht ni meht rof kool yam uoy ,gnirednow er'uoy esac ni stuJ .(evoba denoitnem I noisrev eht yllaicepse) secroF laicepS TC morf era yeht ,era lwO dna rotpaR ohw.

Spoilers end here.