Disclaimer: I do not own Inazuma Eleven. If I did, I would never give Gouenji blue highlights.
Prologue
Dark. It was too dark.
She couldn't see anything.
As she groped helplessly in the dark for the switch, she distinctly heard the steady dripping of water.
Drip-drip-drip.
Finally she felt the knob.
She noticed that her hand felt quite damp… but exactly at that moment, a siren wail pierced the midnight gloom.
As the lights came on, she saw armed police officers- their weapons aimed straight at her.
She felt confused. As she brushed her purple locks aside casually and swept her gaze across the floor, she froze.
'Hands up, lady!'
Blood trailed along the floor- leaving some splashes here and there- leading to…
'You have been caught red-handed miss.'
Endou Mamoru was dead.
And she, Ono Fuyuka, surrounded, was stunned as she watched the deep red liquid slowly trickle off her blood red fingers.
This is a very experimental type of fic… I've never tried to write murder mystery, you know…
Please review.