Hey there! This is my first ff ever, so I'd appreciate some help in order to improve...I had this idea on my mind lately and I thought why not give it a try :)

English is not my first language but I hope it's readable.

I don't own DGM

Sounds of gun shots. Screams. Clashes. Then silence. The sight of a dark room. A dark room full of corps and blood. I stand in the middle of it, not able to speak. Then I scream. I scream out his name. "Mana! Mana! Where are y-".

"I SAID WAKE UP!" Before I could move, I felt a sharp pain on the left side of my back. At first I didn't know what was going on but when I realized that I'm in my room I knew that I had a nightmare again..."What the hell". When I opened my eyes, I had this lovely sight of my pissed guardian, Cross Marian. By pissed I mean his normal, everyday expression. He stood there with his annoying long red hair, his annoying half-mask, his annoying face and his annoying everything. Apparently he thought it would be sweet of him to wake me by kicking me hard with his boots. What a lovely morning greeting.

"You wouldn't wake up so I kicked you." No shit Sherlock. I haven't felt the pain at all.

"Anyway, I'll go to the police station soon. And you should get ready, too, because today you're coming with me." I'll go too? But that means…"They need me for a new case?" "Well, I wouldn't say it's a new case. They found a new suspect for your dear Mr. Murderer." I immediately jumped out of bed after hearing that. "No way! I'll come down in ten minutes." And with that, Cross walked down and I went into the bathroom for a quick shower. They found a new suspect? After all this time, they found someone! I can't believe it! I really hope that this time it will be worth my time because last time the suspect was actually at the hospital when the crime happened. The police had found that three weeks after I started investigating though. Such a waste of time…but I haven't expected more of our chaotic policemen.

Cross Marian is one of the commanders of the famous police organization called The Black Order. He is very talented when it comes to his job and if there wasn't his stupid habit of drinking and bringing all kinds of women home, I'd actually respect him. Well, I'm grateful for him for picking me up after my adoptive parent, Mana, was killed by an unknown killer. Unknown until hopefully now.

In all these years I lived with Cross I've learned how to read people's minds and how to make them feel comfortable around me so they open up to me. I guess my polite language around strangers and my smile help me with that. This one time a guy trusted me so much that he confessed a crime to me. Too bad my guardian was actually searching for exactly that man, so I snitched on him. What? You think that's mean? If you knew what his crime was, you'd do the same thing, believe me…Well, anyway, Cross then suggested to make me a special spy of the police. At first I denied because I wasn't sure how to separate school and this kind of work, but then Cross told me I could get all the data of Mana's case and even investigate on my own, so I eventually agreed. I need to find out why he had to die. He never did anything to harm anyone. He was innocent…right? Hell, he took me in despite my deformed arm! No one has ever been so nice to me before. He gave me a home. For the first time in my entire life, I had a home. And suddenly he was gone, just like that. I couldn't even thank him for everything he did for me. So this is the only thing I can do for him, find his murderer and get revenge. For taking the only person that mattered to me and for endowing me with a miserable life. Mana taught me to never stand, to always keep on walking. That's what I'll do, keep on walking until I find him.

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When I finished getting ready, I hurried to the car and slammed the door unintentionally.

"Can't you be more careful, you stupid brat?!" I forgot how much Cross treasures his crimson coloured old-timer, a Mercedes-Benz 230 SL or something."Sorry…" for some reason, I was very nervous now. "Put on your seatbelt, because of you're lazy fucking ass we're late so we have to hurry up."

I forgot how I always think I'll die when he's driving. And how his driving skills get worse when he's in a hurry, if that's even possible. I wonder how his expensive car managed to be unharmed so far.

He started the motor and we went on a horrendous car ride to the police station.

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"Allen~" Johnny, a young employee at the police department said with sparkling eyes as he hurried towards me "It's been so long! How have you been?" he hugged me tightly as Cross made his way to get himself a coffee. "Hey Johnny! I'm doing fine thanks" I smiled at him as I slowly put his arms away from me. I'm not fond of close contact. Now the rest of the crew also came to greet us. Reever, the chief of department B, looked at me from his pile of paper and coffee cups and held up his hand for a wave. I moved towards him.

No wonder they're all so out of it when it's this chaotic here. There's paper everywhere. I mean, even on their seats and the floor! How can they be here every single day…? "Hey Reever, I think you know why I'm here" "Of course! But I'm not the one doing your case, Komui works on that one". "I see, thanks. Do you know where he is?"

"Why don't you look under the desk behind me" he said but the only thing I saw there was…paper. Surprise surprise. Oh wait, something moved at the right side. Could it be…

"Um Komui? Are you there?"It seemed to say something but I didn't understand a word.

For some reason this amused me because he was supposed to be the chief of this department but I just couldn't take him seriously. I let out a manly (!) giggle and helped him out of the paper mountain. "Alleeeen! Thank youuuu! I was almost drowning there!"…See what I mean by not taking him seriously? His face suddenly got serious and he told me to follow him. I always thought he was a little creepy with his mood swings. We went to a small room on the right side of the department where all the documents for suspects and criminals are.

Cross followed us. Then Komui told us to sit down while he searched for some documents. Cross took out a cigarette and began smoking. I hated when he did that. A smoking Cross always meant "Leave me alone"or "Leave me alone and fuck off and don't bother". Great, now I was even more nervous now that Cross wouldn't interfere. Who am I kidding, he wouldn't care at no time about my case.

After Komui found what he was looking for he started talking in a deep, serious tone "Allen, as you know we wanted to drop the case of the "Red Massacre" for a couple of times now since it's been so long that it happened, but for some reason, everytime we want to, a new suspect makes his way to us. I know that we have failed to get even a hint of the real criminal and I am very ashamed of that as we are the Black Order, but you noticed yourself how hard it is to get a murderer if he doesn't leave any traits behind. In addition to that, the victims also didn't leave any motives for why someone would kill them. The new suspect is different from the others, though, so please don't be surprised when you see him." For some reason, I didn't like Komuis expression as he talked. It was stern and focused, but also concerned and troubled.
He approached me and gave me a photograph. I didn't expect to see what I saw there. It was a picture of a child.

Woho I finished my first chapter ever :D Please criticize me all you want, I'd love that~