= Murder =
By StarFoxRocks

Author's Notes: Okay, I've seen Case Closed on Adult Swim enough, and I really like it. Hence making this. No, I will not be ripping off the characters of that show. Hell no. Anyway, on another note, I'd like to reassure everyone that I will still be updating my other AW fics, such as Fort Triggering and The CO (Like the resemblance to the name "The OC"? Heh heh). I have parts of the next chapters stored on my computer, so you don't have to worry.
Well, I've pinned down all the important stuff, so now its time to get the story going. Enjoy reading.
Oh, and one more thing: If you figure out everything, please don't spoil the ending in your reviews. Just review and tell who you suspect or something.

Chapter One

The Setting: Blue Moon HeadQuarters
The Time: 6 PM
The Situation: A Party

"You guys enjoying yourselves?"

Olaf poured himself another glass of scotch.

"Hella yes, Olaf! Its about time you chose to throw a party!" Eagle cheered.

"Well, I was bored!" Olaf said, drinking his scotch. "How are the drinks coming?"

"Good, frosty," Grit said, bringing in a crate of wine. "Here they are!"

Everyone cheered.

"How come we can't drink?"

Andy, Colin and Sonja were sitting on the stairs, watching everyone.

"Well, we're too young for beer," Sonja said. "It makes enough sense."

"I want beer!" Andy said. "I can contain yourself!"

"I highly doubt that, sir," Colin said.

"Hey, kids," Sturm walked over to them.

"Black Hole! Who invited them?" Sonja said, outraged.

"Chill, Sonja," Sturm said, sitting on the stairs with them. "We're just as party crazy as all of you."

"Yeah, what he said," said Adder as he passed by.

"I don't trust these guys..." Colin said. "They're probably up to something."

"Don't count on it," Sturm said. "I can't drink either, thats the only reason I'm sitting with you brats."

"Um... why can't you drink?" Andy asked.

"Well... I'm a friggin robot," Sturm muttered. "Stop rubbing it in."

Meanwhile, over to the adults...

"This is one good party," Max said. "Who made the drinks?"

"Grit," Olaf said. "He's a good brewmaster."

"Oh, its nothing, really," Grit said, flashing a smirk.

"These do taste good," Jess said, putting a bottle down. "How do you do it?"

"Its a secret," Grit said. "I can't really tell ya."

"Oh, come on, now!" Flak pleaded.

"No."

"Fun ruiner," Flak muttered.

"Yo, Kanbei, Olaf!" Grit said. "Come on, remember the meeting we planned?"

"Um... yes!" Kanbei said.

"Come along, you two," Olaf said, putting down his bottle of scotch.

Grit took three bottles of wine from the lower cabinet, and joined Olaf and Kanbei. The three passed by Andy, Sonja, Colin, and Sturm and go up the stairs.

Colin looked confused. "Where are they going?"

"I heard they had a private discussion planned," Andy muttered. "I don't know about what, though."

Sonja's face looked stern.

"Sonja? You okay?" Colin asked.

Sonja blinked, then turned her head.

"What? Oh, yes, I'm fine."

She got up and walked into the crowd.

"Whats with her?" Andy asked.

"I dunno," Colin said. "Listen, I'm going upstairs to my office."

"Alright then," Andy said. "I'll just sit here with Sturm."

"Heh hey, little man!" Sturm said. "So, ya ready to dance?"

"Sure," Andy said. "Is it disco? I love disco!"

Outside, Sami was sitting in a chair by herself.

"Hey, Sami."

Nell sat down next to her.

"Whats up, Nell?"

"Nothing. Some party, huh?"

"Yeah," Sami smiled. "I've been meaning to relax a bit."

"Myself as well," Nell said. "So, what's on your mind?"

"Nothing, really..." Sami said. "I haven't seen Olaf, Grit or Kanbei recently."

"They're at that meeting, I think," Nell said.

Meanwhile, back inside, Andy and Sturm were still sitting on the stairs.

"This sucks, theres no disco!" Andy said.

"Yeah..." Sturm said, looking around. "Listen, I've gotta go upstairs for a bit."

"Okay then," Andy said.

Sonja was standing nearby, and watched as Sturm went up the stairs. She went upstairs as well afterwards.

"Whats up with people and going upstairs?" Andy asked himself. He looked around. Everyone but him was dancing. Maybe he should dance was well...

He spent more time than he thought thinking about it. Because just then, Grit came stumbling downstairs. He was groaning.

Andy turned around. "Yo, Grit! Whats all the fuss abou- oh my God!"

Grit was bleeding at the waist, apparantly stabbed. He was holding a hand over it, already drenched with blood. As he came to the bottom of the stairs, he fell to the ground.

"Somebody help!" Andy shouted.

Everyone immediantly stopped dancing and looked. Eagle came over to Grit and examined his room.

"He's been stabbed! Jess, get the bandages!"

"The... room..." Grit said.

"What?" Andy asked.

"The room..." Adder said. "The room where they had the meeting?"

A scream suddenly broke out.

"What the hell?" Eagle looked up.

"That came from upstairs!" Hachi said.

They took off, Jess being left to take care of Grit. Eagle ran up to a door, and opened it. Sonja fell backwards onto his arms.

"Sonja!" Eagle said. "Whats going-"

He fell silent as he looked into the room.

"What is it?" asked Sami.

Eagle stepped aside, and everyone gasped.

Olaf and Kanbei were lying on the ground. Blood was foaming from their mouths into two puddles on the floor. Their eyes were empty and glazed over.

"Oh my God!" Nell said.

"They're... they're dead!" Colin exclaimed.