~*Anyeonghaseyo! I recently have started this story due to loss of ideas for Sane Insanity. I really like writing that story but I lost inspiration and need to gain it back. I'd appreciate it if you did feel like checking it out though! This plot bunny, in the form of Lavi, kept me from focusing so here it is! I hope you enjoy! Constructive criticism is appreciated! Flames are used to fuel Kanda's attitude. Reviews and feedback are appreciated :D Btw I'm not sure if I like the title or summary so if you feel I should change it or have ideas I would very muchly like to know. Thank you!~*
"Agent Lavi Bookman, please report to Chief Komui's office." At the sound of my voice being announced over the intercom I lifted my head from my arms and sighed. I already saw this meeting coming. My last assignment was a huge success for all the wrong reasons and now I was going to pay for it. "Lavi Bookman, Komui's officenow." With one last sigh I grudgingly got up from my office chair and trudged towards the chief's office. Everyone's eyes and obnoxious snickers followed me down the hall and around the final turn. Outside the door I was stopped by Section Leader, Reever.
"Good luck." He flashed me a quick thumbs up to which I replied with a nod. If Reever is encouraging me than I already know this meeting will be bad. Nonetheless, I pushed open the door and sat down in the too stiff chair. Not being one to beat around the bush, I quickly focused my gaze on Komui's eyes. He stared back coldly with an intense glare focused on me.
"Lavi, do you realize how much trouble we are in because of you! You caused us over eight thousand dollars' worth of damage that we need to attend to. The assignment was supposed to be a low threat case but you turned it into a mess! What do you have to say for yourself?" I plastered a smile on my face and leaned into my folded arms resting on his desk.
"Why, I solved the case. I befriended the suspect, participated within legal limits, learned his secrets, and wrapped it all up with a bang. I say it went famously, don't you think?" My smiled melted into an innocent face that sent Komui fuming. I could practically see the smoke beginning to pour out of his ears.
"No, I don't think it went 'famously'! You wrapped it up in a bang because you burned down the entire building! The police are on MY case now because of you. I have half a mind to fire you from the Order." My smile faltered a bit because I knew that deep down he would fire me for more reasons than one. The most probable being this screw up or the other option being my friendship with agent Lenalee, his sister. At this thought my expression became serious.
"Komui, we both know you can't do that. I am the only person qualified for close contact missions. Nobody can adapt to personalities and situations better than I can. The Black Order needs me more than you would like to admit." He folded his hands and sighed loudly.
"I know. Just do me a favor will ya? Try to not cost me thousands of dollars and we'll move on with our lives." When he looked up again at me all I could see was a fake smile plastered on his face. The pain I caused was evident but I made a small vow within to repay him for all I've done. He seemed to understand when the dark aura dissipated in the air.
"I'll try hard not to kay Chief?" I stood up from the chair and padded my way across the room to the door. I looked back and flashed a sincere smile his way before turning around.
"Lavi catch." I turned just in time to grab a file before it smacked into my face. "Read that, it's the case I want to assign you to next. Also don't forget to finish your report for the assignment you just finished." With a wave of my hand I left the room, file in tow.
Once seated at my desk I took a sigh of relief. I came out of this one extremely lucky. After taking a moment to collect myself I decided to look over the file. In bright red script it read'High Priority' on the cover. This immediately caught my attention. In all my time working at the Order I had never received a case marked high priority. I smiled slightly to myself and marveled at how much Komui trusted me regardless of all the mistakes and pain I've caused him.
With fingers shaking from excitement I eagerly flipped open the file. I read over the offenses and shook slightly at the horribleness of it all. Murder…murder…first degree murder…homicide…drugs…theft…hit and run…carjacking…and finally I reached the end of the page. I turned it over to find the entire back side was filled with the exact same word. Murder.
The count added up to over twenty murders within the past two months. I pushed the count into the back of my mind and focused on the information I had yet to read. After flipping through page after page of theories I was greeted by a free floating picture that slid from its recess within the book. I flipped it over and almost did a double take. A boy that looked to be a few years younger than me frowned at the camera. In the photo white hair cascaded down to his shoulders and an odd tattoo graced the left side of his face over his silver eye.
I turned to the personal information page and skimmed over his stats.
Name: Allen Walker
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Birthdate: Unknown
Home Country: United Kingdom
Family: Unknown
Questions began to swirl around in my head in an endless circulation. Where was his family? Does he have any? Where does he live? How does he make it on his own? Is he alone? Wish a sigh, I gently shook my head and turned to the encounters page.
Allen Walker is identified by his white hair, silver eyes, and tattoo on the left side of his face. He is classified as a high class murderer and a serious threat. Allen often is seen with an arsenal of weapons but has been found without such items at times. Approach with caution.
By the time I finished reading his file I was completely dumbstruck. This fifteen year old boy had done ALL this! I'm a strong believer that in what you do in your teenage years is what defines you but this seems to be a bit too strong. I quickly flipped back to the murders and checked the dates. I could feel my face go pale when I finished. They really were all within the last two months. Twenty murders in two months…
I snatched the file from my desk and tore my way to Komui's office. I rushed past a startled Reever and swung the door open. "Komui, we need to talk about this case."
"Yes?" He turned his attention from the television to me, lowering the volume as he did so. "Did the case startle you? If you don't think you can handle it I can give it to someone else. He is very close to you in age after all." I slipped my hand into the stack of papers and pulled out the photo of Allen.
"No, its fine, the age doesn't have anything to do with me bursting in here but I want to know more. I want to get on this case effective immediately." Komui smiled and made his way over to a filing cabinet, pulling out a stack of discs. He set the pile on his desk and gestured to his seat.
"I'm glad you're eager to get on this case Lavi. I've never seen you so serious about a case before. Mr. Walker is getting rather out of hand and if you stop him I have a feeling there might be a small chance to turn his life around before it's too late." He pointed at the discs and handed me the television remote. "Here are all the videos, slideshows, interviews, and news casts on Mr. Walker. You may sit at my desk to see the television better." He quickly came over to the other side and shooed me out of my seat before knocking everything off his desk so he could work on that side. I made my way to the other side and sat in his comfy chair. After scanning over the labels of all the discs I popped the disc on top into the player.
There was static before a video of Allen sitting in an interrogation room popped up. When the camera finally slid into focus I could see Allen's frowning face and the stoic expression of his interrogator, Kanda. I quickly paused the video and turned to Komui with shock written on my face. "Kanda interrogated him! Why didn't you tell me earlier? When was this even?" Komui looked up from the paper he was scanning over. I quickly searched the label of the disc to find that it had been a little over a week ago. Come to think of it, Kanda was in an exceptionally bad mood about a week ago.
"Hmm? Oh right, Kanda. He isn't too fond about talking about that specific interrogation. Interrogation may be his specialty what with that attitude of his but Mr. Walker's was a failed attempt. Keep watching, you'll see what I mean." Komui reached across the desk and turned the video back on before turning up the volume. "Pay attention, you may be shocked by what you hear rather than what you see." With that he turned back to his papers with a small smirk while I returned my gaze back to the screen.
"Why did you kill all those people?"At hearing Kanda's straight to the point question Allen glared. The glare soon dissipated into a practiced smirk.
"Why should I tell you? You don't care. You're just doing this because it's your job. In all honesty, you wouldn't care if more people died tonight. It's none of your business anyway." I immediately shivered at his cold tone. I knew exactly what he was doing though. He was testing Kanda systematically from the very start. Soon he'll begin to change his stories ever so slightly to test how Kanda's perception is.
"Che, you may be right about part of it but you ARE my business. Maybe if you weren't such a screw up you wouldn't be in this mess." Allen's smirk grew even wider at this statement.
"Maybe if you weren't so stupid you'd have a better job. Or at least some brains to think properly with. Honestly, is there anything up there?" I automatically laughed out loud at his statement. It was WAY too funny to see someone challenging Kanda with such bravery but my reaction was also intensified by his slight British accent that accompanied the statement. I soon laughed harder at Kanda's awestruck face that even Allen laughed at.
"Got ya didn't I interrogator? Or are you so stupid you didn't comprehend a word I said? I'm starting to question how you acquired your job." At this I was practically rolling on the floor laughing. I peeked over to see Komui trying to stifle his laughter with the back of his hand. This kid is a riot!
"You better shut up and answer my questions. I'll ask you again, why'd you kill all of those people?" An innocent expression immediately plastered itself across Allen's face. Soon the minutes began to tick by and all Allen did was glance around the room. After about five minutes Kanda slammed his hands onto the table and stood up."Say something!"
The smirk from before reappeared and blended with the innocent expression to create the most childish face I've ever seen. "But mister interrogator…you told me to shut up." Kanda blew up and made his way to Allen's side of the table. He grabbed Allen by the collar of his shirt and lifted him out of the seat. Allen didn't even bat an eyelash. This is when I proved my theory true; his systematic testing began to show through as he began to tear down Kanda's defenses. It made me puzzled to see how Kanda could be crumbled so quickly by a mere fifteen year old.
Suddenly a shocked expression spread across Allen's face."Oh God! Sorry for the mistake! I shouldn't have been speaking to alady as such. My greatest apologies."Allen's smirk returned at the word 'lady' that he emphasized greatly. Komui and I began laughing hysterically at this. This is the best interrogation I have ever witnessed!
"You are going to pay!"Kanda threw a punch at Allen's head but his fist was quickly intercepted by Allen. The smirk that was on Allen's face since the beginning of the interrogation turned into a cold glare.
"Sorry to cut this short but I don't feel the need to defend my case to you. Good day mister interrogator." With that Allen grabbed Kanda by his shirt and slammed him into the wall with enough force to shake the camera. Allen punched Kanda in the face before hitting a pressure point hard enough to knock him out. Kanda immediately slumped against the wall and Allen made a run for the door. Within seconds Allen somehow ripped the door off its hinges and tore down the hallway. Alarms began blaring in the background before the camera returned to static and then blackness.
"I was away on my last case and nobody told me. Why? And what happened next?" Komui lifted his head from his papers and smiled sadly.
"We didn't think it necessary to tell you plus you'd probably face Kanda's wrath if you knew then. He'd beat you up pretty bad if you made fun of him. To answer your other question, Allen ran out of the office and made it to the streets. Many officers chased after him but we lost him pretty quickly. The kid is an artist in his own way." I nodded and sat quietly to think about my new knowledge. Komui is right; Allen is a bit of an artist and is a force to be reckoned with. I'll have to watch myself pretty carefully this time.
"Take those videos home with you Lavi. I'll let you off early today to get yourself together. When you see it fit to begin let me know alright? Make sure you analyze carefully and report to me when ready. Now get out of here." I smiled and picked up the stack of discs.
"Alright, thank you Komui. Tell Lenalee I'm busy so she can't come over today." I waved and pushed myself out the door. As I made my way through the office I tried to imagine how it was when Allen tore through this room. As I descended the stairs my imagination showed him slipping on the steps and muttering small curses as he went. When I reached the street a smile lit up my face. This case would be interesting.
After my long walk I finally arrived at my apartment with one thought in mind. Usually I never tried to save anyone that had become my case but Allen seemed different. I decided to make a small pledge, I will learn about this Allen Walker and I will become his saving grace.