At exactly 12:00 midnight,

I will steal the Mort D'hiver from the midtower

A single black feather will be left.

Dark

The Scene of The Crime—To Be

(Close to Midnight)

The words cut through Satoshi Hikari like razorblades through butter.

He stood, staring at the midtower waiting for his prey to come. He had lined all his men to stand in front of him at all times. At 11:57 PM he spoke: they were the first words he had said the entire night.

"3 minutes, Dark will be here. You know what to do."

All 12 men singled the okay.

Satoshi's muscles relaxed. He silently wiped the sweat from his forehead, pushed up his glasses, and placed a hand over his heart. The pain he felt was overwhelming. Krad began to speak.

"What are you doing, Satoshi?"

His muscles tightened up, and he nearly fell to the ground. Regaining himself, making sure to keep his professional stature in front of men, he raged war with his inner being.

"Stay out of this Krad, he'll be here. He never misses a steal…"

"This is true. Because you let him. Think about it, why would you leave your men standing in front of the building, leaving him…1…2….3….hmm…17 individual entrances to use."

Muscles tightened more hard, he responded.

"Because the cameras I've set up tell me where he is. He wont steal the painting without me knowing."

"Heh…Heh Heh!...Now I see what you're planning."

The midtower struck midnight. To the left side of the tower the shattering of a window could be heard. A flash of black, feathers falling, the dash of purple hair, and the faint chuckle of the thief in black. Spotlights rose from every direction, news cameras pointed towards the sky. Anything to get a glimpse of the famous Phantom Thief Dark.

It was over, and Hikari had failed….to everyone else's knowledge

"Damn it…" He spoke silently to himself. He left the scene to leave home. He spoke to no one the rest of the night. In the back of his mind he could hear Krad, laughing hysterically. He silently chuckled to himself

The Niwa Residence

(6:35 AM)

Yawn "Hey! I actually woke up on time this morning!!"

Daisuke Niwa sat up in his bed. His rabbit Wiz jumped off onto the floor, annoyed by the disruption of his sleep.

"Kyuu!" It seemed to be the only word he could possibly mutter.

"It took you long enough to wake up y'know. I've been up all night….I couldn't sleep."

"What do you mean Dark? I slept fine."

"Exactly…something's wrong. You NEVER sleep fine. And last night, the Mort D'hiver….It was way too easy."

"Mort D'hiver…Is that it's name?"

"Yes…"HER" name is Mort D'hiver…and I've been wanting to steal her for a little while now."

"Mort D'hiver…that means Winter Death in French right?!

"Yes…but don't worry, she's no Freedirt."

"I look something up on it on the computers at school. I gotta get up and make it to the train. Riku and Risa are meeting me there! "

"Joy "

The Train Station????

"Dark…?

"What the hell is going on here…?"

Something was wrong. Where was the train. Where was Riku and Risa. Where were the little children. Where were Daisuke's parents. Where was anybody.

The town seemed to be painted white. It was early spring, and snow began falling to the ground heavier and heavier. Daisuke peered into the distance. He could a girl with long white hair, pure ruby red eyes, and pale white skin. She held a crystal that was left hovering between here hands.

She spoke with words cold as the ice that surrounded her.

"Dark…you've come back to me….Please…don't leave."

To be Continued…..