I don't own any characters from Case Closed, X- Files or Harry Potter. (Although I wish I did!)
Chapter 1: The Visitation
Conan immediately woke up and heard something in the hallway. He couldn't describe it; it was like a ghostly intake of breath what ever it was it was coming closer. As it came nearer the room suddenly got really cold and he felt although all his happy memories he had would be taken away from him and he would never feel happy again. Then the doorknob suddenly jerked clockwise. What the hell is happening to me? He thought just as the door creaked open. All he saw was darkness; he couldn't even see Rachel's door across the hall. Then everything went black.
Conan woke up the next morning feeling terrible. He kept telling himself that it was just a nightmare but, he still couldn't get over how real it seemed.
"Good Morning, Conan," Said a fake cheerful voice behind him.
Conan turned around seeing Rachel slightly paler than usual.
"Morning, Rachel," Conan chimed with his usual smile.
The both of them walked into the kitchen together seeing Richard hidden behind a newspaper at the kitchen table.
"Dad, what are you doing up so early?" Rachel asked him slightly concerned.
"Couldn't sleep. Anyway, I'm starving. Can you make me two hard boiled eggs?" Richard said still hidden behind the newspaper.
"Sure, Dad. Conan, what do you want?" Rachel asked while walking over to the stove.
Conan really didn't feel like eating he was still shooken up from last night's events.
"Just toast," Conan said sitting down at the kitchen table. While Rachel made breakfast Conan's thoughts dwelled on the thing (for lack of a better word) that visited last night. He didn't really eat much of his toast which worried Rachel.
"Conan are you alright?" Rachel said in concern" You look like you saw a ghost and your not eating."
" You must have saw and felt it last night too. Rachel I'm talking about- " but he was cut off by Rachel who's face was now covered in fear.
" Y.. yeah, I..I.. s..s.. saw it," Rachel stuttered almost at the brink of tears." I felt really weird, everything was cold and… I felt like I'd never be happy again," Rachel finished now crying.
"It was horrible," she added.
Conan and Richard were now over comforting Rachel. They both brought he to the couch in the living room. Conan was providing comfort while Richard was flipping through an address book.
"Richard, what are you doing?" Conan asked inquisitively.
" Calling some friends of mine in the west. They work for a special F.B.I unit." Richard informed Conan while calling.
Author Notes I hope you liked it. I first got the idea when I wondered what would happen if dementors visited the Moore Detective Agency. This is not only my first fan-fic but my first story that I kind of liked. Please read and review!