Chris: 'Welcome to this new story, well, it's not really that new. I've post it once in AO3, but decided to remake it since I'm confused at where am I going at the last one, so here it is.'
Kurooba: Ah, good cover my dude
Chris: Disclaimer is that Kurooba didn't own the DC/MK fandom, they belong to Aoyama Gosho-san
Kurooba: Yes, right, standard warning applied, along with a mention of blood, characters death, and 'broken' character
Kurooba: That being said, please enjoy!
It has been repeating again...
Conan ran as fast as he can, he needs to catch up with the moonlit magician. Being a KID killer and all, but he did truly live up to the name. When the distraction called the 'flight of stairs' is out of sight, he kicked down the door before him with his super-powered shoe.
He can tell that someone will need to change the door because the poor thing is beyond repairing. In the balcony of the room, he saw the ever so mischievous thief there, already have facing the door the whole time, as if expecting that the little detective to appear there.
Conan regained his composure and smirked at the thief who has nowhere else to run now. "Well, it looks like we have to end this little game here and now." He said with a lot of confidence, but not all of them, he knows better than too take lightly of the elusive thief. Usually, he will get a snarky comment after he said something like that, but tonight, he sounds different. More likely, he didn't even say anything. From the beginning of his heist until now.
The detective can't help but feel a little bit disturbed at that. The said thief who always brought his charisma and never-ending grin to the heist has suddenly left all of them in his lair somewhere in Japan. First of all, he didn't speak for someone so chatty before. And then he didn't even smile (or grin), not to him, not to the inspector, not to his fans either. The said KID killer only sighed when he only got a silent treatment from the thief. "You've been acting pretty weird recently, you know?" He finally dared to say.
Still silent.
Conan held the urge to give another sigh.
"You didn't smile like always, you're so gloomy out of blue, and you don't even give your usual little speech to the 'audience' tonight!" He finally let out the frustration. Then KID finally said something.
"Detective, do you really not remember anything?"
Conan once again held the urge, but this one is too big to be ignored. So, he slaps his forehead instead. "And you've been asking me that question ever since… What? Two or three months ago?" His eye twitched slightly, a vein popped out on his forehead. "It's getting annoying really. I respect your privacy, but don't ask me that and didn't explain anything to me!"
KID twitched. Conan saw that, finally a reaction from him. "Sorry…" The thief mumbled, loud enough to be heard by the little detective.
"Sure, whatever. So, what is it that's been bugging you?" KID was about to answer when suddenly they heard footsteps approaching quickly. Conan turn his head and saw a familiar silhouette approaching closer and closer to where he stands currently. It's Ran.
"There you are Conan-kun! I've been looking for you all over the place! Why are you here anyway?" Conan was way too shocked to be able to explain anything until he saw where Ran's eyes has wondered to. Her eyes met with the moonlit magician's figure.
"Kaito KID…"
Her pupil dilated at the sight before her. She immediately stood before Conan in a protective stance. "Stay behind me Conan-kun, I'll keep you safe!" Knowing that she misunderstood the atmosphere, he immediately tried to find a good reason. "No—wait!—Ran nee-chan!" He stuttered, great.
"Go ahead and kill me, Ran-san…"
That's when it hit both of them. Did KID just say…?
"KID?" Ran asked, making sure of the thief if he's okay. She knows that he's a thief, which is a bad guy. But she also knows that the thief isn't that kind of thief who will go so far to kill any witnesses, he didn't bring any real guns for god sake! Both Conan and Ran can only stood still as they listened to what KID have to say next.
"Please, kill me… End me from this misery… I hate this scenery, I hate this scene, I hate this…" The thief said as his body trembles as if he just saw something that no one else wants to see. He puts his hands on his head, then his legs gave up. The usual brave thief, the usual cheery thief, the usual energetic thief is nowhere to be seen. What was once him (left of him) can only sat at where he is.
As both Ran and Conan ran up to the thief who looks so broken, Conan noticed something. A glint, somewhere around three hundred yards away from the current building they're in. A glint…
A sniper.
"RAN WATCH OUT!!"
Ran turned her back, now facing the little detective in surprise. She was about to say something when something went right through her.
Conan and KID's pupils dilated.Too late.
Blood splattered on the room, Ran's blood. The other two can only stood still, shocked. Paralyzed even.
Her blood was all over his face. That's right, her blood. Ran's—"CONAN-KUN DUCK!"
The scream of the moonlit magician fell into deaf ears. Something went right through his body. What is this feeling? Wait, when was I feeling again?
A very thin smirk appeared on the little detective's face. It feels funny. Then everything went dark, the last thing he heard—"NO, NO, NO, NOT AGAIN!!"
To Be Continued…
Kurooba: Guess, that's all for now. I'll see you on the next chapter! Don't forget to RnR!