Hades Detective Unit Investigators

By:

Katan Yue

Disclaimer: The main characters used in this story are the sole property of Square Enix Kingdom Hearts and their creators. Other characters belonging to any Final Fantasy games are also part of their creators. The character of Uriel belongs to Kaori Yuki's Angel Sanctuary series.

Rated: M for mature audiences because it contains the elements of horror, the supernatural, and might contain Yaoi-ish situations in the future.

Alternate Universe

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Prologue: Do You Believe?

Hello, my name is Riku Rosewater. I am twenty-one years old and I work for the Deep Dive City's Police Department (DDCPD).

Do you believe in ghosts?

Yes, do you believe in ghosts? Do you believe in critters that crawl at midnight and things that you bump into at night?

You don't have to answer my question just yet.

Please, just let me tell you my story for a while before you walk away.

To quell your inquisitive/incredulous look off your face, let me tell you that like you, I didn't use to believe in ghosts. I was too rational of a person to believe in magic, the supernatural, or the occult.

I used to believe that the only people you have to fear in this world are those who are amongst the living, rather than the ones who are amongst the dead.

The dead can't hurt you, but the living sure as hell can. So many times I've had to clean-up the murder scene and gather enough evidence to commence an investigation. This world is just too cruel, but it is the ones who are living that commit those heinous crimes.

In fact, I you would have told me back then that you believed in ghosts, I might have recommended you to my older brother Sephiroth, a successful psychiatrist in the city of Midgar.

Heck, I still did not even believe in freaking ghosts even though the Deep Dive City Police Department's Head Quarters is situated besides the Organization XIII's Non-lucrative Memorial Cemetery.

Not bad, huh?

While the others members of the police force were terrified of having to work near a graveyard, only three of us played it cool and nonchalant. Everyone else claimed to see things that weren't there. They had the ludicrous idea that their belongings were sometimes missing, and they would leave work before midnight.

That is, until I met himthe boy with the deep cerulean eyes those eyes are always sad, but are always hopeful. It was he who showed me that ghosts truly exist.

Ironically, it was he who would give me a small taste of what eternity looks like, and it is not pretty.

So I beg of you, please give me a chance to tell my story. You do not have to believe me, but it would lift a great burden off my shoulders if you were to listen to the story that I have to tell. Then and only then, might you understand why it is that I'm here, in this bench, talking to you tonight…

Just sit tight, open your mind, and listen carefully if you are interested in what I have to say………