Title: Resonance
Fandom: Detective Conan
Pairing: none
Rating: T
Genre: Crime/Suspense/Horror
Warnings: major character personality shift, not so happy ending
Author's Note: This was inspired by the thirteenth movie trailer, but I don't think it really requires you to see it. It's written in a poem-like format. It was meant to be a DC ending kinda thing, but it turned into this, something that's not-so-happy-ending-ish as I'd originally intended.
Disclaimer: All characters are copyright to their respective copyright holders.
Summary: I won't die here.
"A work will only have a deep resonance if the kind of darkness I can generate is something that is resident in me already."
-Anish Kapoor
First Corruption
Resonance
I can't believe that
It's come down to this,
I thought as I'm
Slammed harshly
Against the brick
Wall behind me,
Rain pouring down
Hard,
No one else
Around.
He places his cold
Clammy hand
Across my mouth to
Silence me,
And I remember our
First meeting.
He hadn't even
Been involved
In the terrible tragedy
That had occurred.
Just there upon
Coincidence,
And I thought him and
His partner suspicious,
But nothing more.
I carelessly chased
After this exciting mystery,
But I'd rather have
Remained ignorant
Of those illegal actions
If this is what it comes to.
"Are you ready to die?"
He asks,
Unhesitatingly,
Ready to kill,
Like he's done
So many times before,
Enjoying
Every second
He sees the shine of
Life
Slip away from
His victim's eyes,
Enjoying
The fact
That he's the one who
Did that,
Enjoying
The expressions
Of agony
That he's caused.
Am I ready to die?
No
I'm not.
"Edogawa Conan?"
Yes
He knows who I am.
"No"
No?
No...
Don't say it!
No!
"Kudou Shinichi!"
My eyes widen,
And I feel myself gasp
In surprise,
Even though I knew
That he knew
Who I am,
And I see
That he takes
Deep pleasure
In my shock.
His grin widens.
His teeth sharp.
His fangs long.
I…
And I know,
Somehow,
That he can smell
That death is near,
And he takes it all in,
The pleasure
Of knowledge
That someone is going to die.
I've never killed anyone,
But I've watched someone
Die
A cruel, painful death,
Won't…
Though
Never have my hands
Been stained
By crimson blood on their
Own conscience.
I feel my hand on the metal
On the ground
Next to me.
It's cool to the touch,
And somehow comforting,
Despite that I know
What a merciless thing
It is,
Despite that I know
This kind of thing
Is what causes so many
Of the deaths
I've seen.
It's not
A sedative
Like I've used numerous times
To stop someone,
Die…
It's not something so
Kindhearted
Sympathetic
Forgiving
That he could just
Keep on living
After being subjected to it,
But I'm not thinking,
And he doesn't notice
As I aim under his jaw,
My left index finger
On the trigger...
Here…
It all happened so fast
That I didn't really know what
Was happening,
Didn't realize that
I'd actually
Already
Pulled tight.
First
There was only an empty silence,
And his expression of disbelief
With dying eyes,
As the strangely warm
Blood came out
All over everything.
So did a sensation
I had never before experienced,
And I knew then what
He had felt
Every time
He killed someone else.
My ears began to ring
As sound came back with the
Resonance
Of the shot.
My hands pulsed with
A painful pleasure.
Cold
Wet
Tired
Sore
Unsure
Covered in this
Dark cherry
Colored substance.
Adrenaline
Pulsing through my veins,
Hands still clenched taut,
Mixed emotions stirring,
'Til one finally
Won over...
Oh,
As I stalk down this
Dark alley of mine,
Another woman with me,
Ready to hold me,
Ready to kiss me,
Completely trusting me,
As I prepare for that
Pleasure of the resonance
Once again.
I think about
How I'll never forget
The first time I killed.
A/N:
I am evil, aren't I?
It's during the trailer, when Gin corners Conan, and then I say that Conan had another gun on the ground next to him (for whatever reason) and uses it to kill Gin in an act of desperation, but then he becomes a killer himself.
I actually wrote it for English class.
I can't say I really like the whole thing, but I'm very proud of the ending. XD Even I can't deny that it was and awesome ending.