Tim Kudo and Haibara Ai z proudly present :
Tim's Stories : Conan's Return
To understand this story, you must know that the universe of this story is NOT the same as Conan's universe in the manga and the anime. I slightly modified the ages. Conan's supposed to be 6 or 7 in the comics, and Masumi Sera 16 or 17. But since this story is mostly a ConanxMasumi fiction, and I didn't want Sera-chaaaaaaan to look like a freakin' pedophile, I changed their age. In this fiction, Conan's 14, and Masumi's 16. Shinichi's 17, but that's for later (he won't appear anytime soon). I used the final scene of the fifteenth Case Closed movie where Conan's on the snowboard to create the first chapter.
Also, please note that this is my first fanfiction ever, and that english isn't my native language (french is, actually). So my friend Haibara Ai z (check her account, she writes awesome fanfictions) translated the chapter in english. Thank you VERY MUCH, it's much better now ^^
Enjoy, and please review if you liked the story, and want the next chapter translated ^^
Conan rocketed down the slope, held aloft only by a skateboard which was damaged rather severely.
"Dammit! Faster, faster!" he urged himself.
Several people in the bus- speeding dangerously below- were screaming the same thing, whereas others were too drained and shaken to utter a sound
At a dizzying speed, Conan hurtled along the deserted ski slope, a huge mound of white powder sending tendrils of snow licking at his heels. The heap towered above him, able to touch the peak of even the tallest pines in the valley.
The coarse surface of the slope seemed to meld into a softer area. He was slowing down, and he knew why: a hole had been pierced in his board, smashing the motor and rendering it useless. Snow no longer seemed so harmless. It could kill him as well as the entire class of Teitan High School.
Ran, Kogoro, Eri, Sonoko, Heiji, Masumi Sera, Agasa, all were there to witness his one and only failure.
The avalanche was at a close proximity now. Too close. There was no time to ponder every outcome, no Kaito Kid to save him, no merciful script writer- he wasn't in a manga after all- nothing other than an frosted ski-ramp, his only chance for survival. Swiveling around, he braked and crouched behind it.
He fished out his "Conan" cellphone and scrolled through his contacts. There was one last person with whom he wanted to speak, one last person whose voice he yearned to hear.
Frosted tears welled in his eyes, blurring his vision.
"Conan-kun? Are you here? Answer me!"
"Masumi-chan… I think I won't escape my fate this time," an ironic chuckle escaped his lips, "Tell everyone thanks- for all they've given me. I'm sorry… bye."
Sera protested: "Conan-kun? Don't hang up! Conan!?"
BIIIIIIIIIP
He threw on the ground his glasses and his phone, and crushed them with his boot, shattering the last proof of Conan Edogawa's existence.
"Bye, bye, Conan-kun," he told himself with a mournful smile.
And the wave engulfed him.
Yeah yeah, I know, it was horrible. But what do you want ? I'll post (maybe) a chapter in one week, or less. I you want the next chapter translated, please post reviews !
Thanks again, Ai Haibara z ;)
Tim Kudo