Disclamer: I Don't own Detective Conan or Magic Kaito (because otherwise the series would not have got as far as it currently is :)

Chapter 1: It starts like any other case…

"Shinichi!" Ran exclaimed.

I noticed the man from the roller coaster creep into the alleyway near where my childhood friend Ran and I began to pass by.

He seemed up to no good, not only had his companion seemed like a murderer but they simply did not seem to fit the description of two friends going to the amusement park cheerfully for a night on the town.

I seriously wondered if there is any person who would go to Tropical Land in a black business suit. Not only that, they seemed to be in quite a rush to get away from the crime scene. Almost as if they had something to hide…

In essence, seeing that man get shifty-eyes, running down an alleyway, and being guilty of wearing a black suit and tie in a jovial environment seemed to close some kind of deal in my subconsciousness. I quickly chased after him.

But as I left my friend you could almost say I had one of those…. What do you call them… sinking feelings that I might not see her again for a very long time.

But nah…I wasn't a very superstitious person in the first place and swiftly pushed the emotion from my mind. I had a case to solve…

As I got closer I slowed down and crept as close as I dared to see what the man was doing. He appeared to be doing some kind of transaction with the….

Wait a minute! Hold the phone! Isn't the man Black Suit was dealing with one of the government advisers!?

The man was flustered even if he was the same size as the other man. The adviser seem to cower under the man before him, he was shaking and stuttering and looking around like cornered prey. But he spoke steadily.

"Here's the money, now give me the tape!" he exclaimed.

The stout man in black smirked as he observed the money and sneered,

"It's not fake. Good. No problems for you then…."

The adviser quaked and in a panic he cried,

"Just give me the tape!"

Black Suit smiled and tossed a small roll of film to the adviser and the distressed man stared at the film and shakily questioned if there were any other copies. He sounded demanding but his expression betrayed his words he was definitely scared.

"What does this man in black have hidden that could make a government advisor quake in his expensive leather shoes…" I pondered but just as quickly as the thought came through my head, so did the pain from being hit with a blunt object. A shadow loomed over me, tall and menacing with an air of judgmental and tangible cold. Judging me on the best possible way of killing me.

My sight went dark as I remembered… "His partner…"

Then, I heard a voice that made my blood go cold.

"You fool, you didn't even notice that you were being followed!" the voice growled.

"Aniki!" Black Suit exclaimed I hear the adviser yelp in fear as he fled. 'Funny, they didn't look like brothers. And now they definitely didn't fit in the category of cheerful yellow sunshine.

My consciousness began to fade, but I fought it gallantly. They could provide me with golden information as they already assumed me unconscious. The vein-freezing voice stayed silent but Stout Black Suit said, "Well he did see me so that means we must dispose of him." After his little statement, I heard nothing but silence. And then a dull sound I recognized as death by gunshot. As Black Suit prepared to finish me with a bang, "Aniki" stopped him, complaining that it would draw attention and that too many cops are crawling around, thanks to me, a little rat.

I mentally patted myself on the back. My nosiness might have saved me after all. But then Frosty Voice suggested poison. A red organ in my body went as cold as a snowman's butt. At least I now knew black Suit's name. It was Vodka, which is an odd name for a black teapot of a man. That and Frosty was a crueler killer than I could've imagined.

Vodka said something about the poison that made it sound like it was recently made. But I didn't quite catch it since my heart has frozen it had suddenly become a lot harder to keep awake.

"Gin, do you mean that poison that…"

Gin. If I ever got out of this alive, Frosty was getting his butt kicked. And burning hot cocoa shoved down his throat. The thought of hot cocoa suddenly made me wish for Ran. And then I clearly heard the words spoken from Gin, "…the poison that kills without leaving a trace." Hot cocoa suddenly made me want to cry.

Through my blurry vision I was able to make out a small black case being laid on the grass and opened. He suddenly grabbed my bangs and jerked my mouth open, shoved a pill into my mouth, produced a vial from his coat and made me glug the contents of the vial. It did not taste like strawberries. Suddenly the non-existent strawberry flavor made me wince and grimace with pain. I felt like my bones were being melted!

The two men stood and began to walk away but just as Gin was about to leave my sight he spoke and maliciously said,

"Goodbye… detective."

…and then the world went dark.

A/N: Um is this any good? I just thought of something and it seemed like a good idea so I decided to write it….

Editor's Note: HAHAAAAAA! Now I can sabotage his work! (Just kidding!) I AM HIS EDITOR!

That is all I have to say.

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