Disclaimer: I don't own MK or DC, or any other manga/anime to be exact. I just like to let my imagination run loose :D
Hello and welcome~ Yes, I know – I really should update some other stories… Unfortunately lately I didn't have any time to write and now it was just so hard to start, everything coming out wrong, so I decided to write this little thing to get me going.
This story is already finished – barely 3 short chapters and I do intend to update it fully soon~
And, as always, this story in full was corrected by my lovely madelita :)
So without further delay
Please enjoy and review~
Chapter 1: The fall
Kaito managed to lose his pursuers and jumped off the rooftop, with the jewel safely hidden in his pocket. The heists were definitely too easy without his detectives to match his wits with~ He snapped his glider open and soared through the sky, when suddenly he felt a sharp pain pierce through his chest. He cried out and instinctively curled around the wound, making his glider lose the wind and start falling. It was so hard to straighten it again. All he could think about as the ground drew near was how it was possible for his feathered guardians to miss the sniper..?
*Snap!*
With a terrified gasp, Kaito opened his eyes and jerked on his bed. Steadying his breath, he confirmed that the pain in his chest was only caused by his frantically beating heart. It was just a dream. He breathed out a laugh, letting go of the fright. But as the confusion passed, he felt something was wrong, it was just that couldn't put his finger on it. The room seemed... different? Bigger? He frowned and heard that the television downstairs was turned on. Did his mother return? Not that it would really surprise him. He looked down at his hand and froze. His fingers weren't as long as usual and were a bit chubbier. He focused on his breathing to keep himself calm and got off the bed... or rather nearly fell out of it. It was huge! No... he was small! Abandoning the efforts to stay calm, he rushed to the door and to the bathroom. He was too short to reach the mirror, so he climbed on the laundry basket. The reflection that looked back at him was himself, just... years younger. What the hell?! As he tried to make anything out of this, he once again noticed the noises from the television. He leapt off the basket and ran downstairs.
"Mom!" It wasn't panic in his voice, in the end he didn't panic, it was just confusion.
"Kaito, it's late, you should be sleeping." A familiar male voice scolded him and the tiny magician stopped in his tracks, seeing a man get up from the couch, where his mother was still sitting and was looking at the boy with confusion. "Did you have a nightmare?" He asked with concern.
Kaito could have sworn the world stopped that instant and all he could gasp out was: "Dad..?"
Thank you for your interest and hope to see you next chapter *bow* ;)