Okay, I've been playing around with the supernatural lately and this was one of the results. I'm not quite certain that the others will make it on FF, but I'll try to make it happen.
In hopes of appeasing those of you who thought this to be lime and ended up wrong, I have changed it. Sorry, just suggestive ending now. Take it or leave it.
Warning: Last chapter or two is ShinKai (Yes, you read that right).
Disclaimer: Do I really need to say this? Fine. Me no ownie.
Kidnapping
"Thanks, hakase!" Edogawa Conan called, leaving the inventor's house. The kids of the Shonen Tantei-dan had long since gone home, leaving him to discuss certain matters with Ai. He pondered her offer of raising the risk he could die in exchange for more time on an antidote, and didn't really notice he was being followed until a hand snapped out from the shadows and took hold of him. He was ready to scream out for help, to make some kind of noise, when something was pressed to his face. 'Chloroform,' he thought before fading into unconsciousness.
A white smile gleamed from the shadows briefly before disappearing as its owner retreated, the small boy in their grasp unconscious and slumped against their arm.
When Conan woke, he had been laid onto the floor in a bare room save for a table. The windows were all reflective. 'An interrogation room? Am I really at a police station?' A quick inspection of himself revealed that whoever had kidnapped him hadn't restrained him. Far from it, he seemed free to roam the room, when he realized that someone was at the table. He gasped when he saw that dark angelic smile that could only belong to Vermouth.
"So you're awake."
"What do you want?"
"Nothing in particular."
The door thrust open and Gin looked in. "What is this? Why is a child here?"
"You may remember him. Edogawa Conan, the kid that led the FBI in Kir's capture."
"Well, he won't remember us, then," the man said, cocking his gun and aiming it at Conan.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," Vermouth said, standing between them.
"Why shouldn't I?"
"Don't you sense it? He's one of us."
"Nonsense. Now move aside."
"No, Gin. You know how we were when we were young and couldn't control ourselves. Death would happen around us like it happens around this kid."
'What are they talking about? It sounds like they know something about me, but what?'
"Or it's not even him that's attracting them."
"No, death occurs around him no matter who he's with. It's definitely him."
"Um, what are you two talking about?" He asked, putting on the best 'child' act he could.
"Fine, but if it turns out he's not, then I get to kill him, and if he is, then you're training him."
"I'll accept those terms."
Gin grunted and walked away, closing the door behind him.
"What was that?"
"I know already that people just drop dead around you. Do you intend for it to happen?"
"No."
"I thought so. You just can't control yourself, so people die around you in an effort to keep you alive. Do you ever feel anything during or after a murder case?"
"Yeah, I feel kind of satisfied right after the person dies."
"Okay. Do you believe in the supernatural? More specifically, in shinigami walking among us?"
"Not really."
"Well, start believing it. You're one of us."
"One of you? You mean a killer?"
"Not directly. When I say one of us, I mean that you are a shinigami as well. You haven't been trained, and because you didn't try to resist or help yourself learn, you unintentionally killed people for their life force, the power that sustains us."
"You're joking." He was pretty suspicious at her words.
"I can see where you'd think that, but no. We are together here for a reason, different for everyone. For some, it is that we don't want to kill others. For some, it is a fear that we will eventually kill someone close to us. There are people like Gin who kill for survival and for sport, but we mostly gather to have someone to talk to and to avoid hurting people we hold close."
"And you're telling me that you can teach me how to stop…killing people around me?"
"Precisely."
"Yeah, right."
"Here, take this," she said, holding out a rather large, clear capsule. A white glowing liquid sloshed around inside.
"What is it?" He eyed it warily.
"Pure life energy. Most of us carry some extra with us in case of emergency. It'll show you proof through experience."
"How do I know that it won't kill me?"
"If you somehow manage to die from this, I'll find a way to follow you."
"Fine. Give it." He took the pill from her and swallowed it. Almost immediately, he felt the signs of a transformation to Shinichi. On the other hand, he felt the same satisfaction he felt whenever a case had occurred, only stronger. In an hour he had risen as Kudou Shinichi, very angry at Vermouth, who was just smiling.
"What was in that?" He growled.
"Like I said, it's pure life, the connection that keeps the soul inside the body. After you intentionally take it in for the first time, you will gain immortality in whatever your real form is."
"You knew about my identity already, then?"
"Yes. And now, not even Gin can kill you."
"Wonderful."
"Did you feel the same satisfaction that you get after a person dies?"
"Yes, only stronger."
"That proves it, then. You are one of us. Let's get started, then."
"Get started with what?"
"Your training. What else?"
There ya go! Review? Please? It may encourage me to put my next chapter up faster...Otherwise, it will be a week, possibly give a day. *puppy dog look*