AN: All right, first off this is a sequel to my story "All Can Change In An instant." Therefore for this one to make sense, you kind of need to read that one. Also pairings are not set yet in this story, I have not decided yet. If you expect updates weekly like "All Can Change In An instant," you will be SORELY disappointed. Life has gotten more hectic, but I still want to write this. With that….let's begin.
Disclaimer: I do not own Detective Conan, Gosho Aoyama does.
Everything was dark, it felt cold and he could not tell where he was. He could see himself and he could see his hands, but he could not see much farther than five feet in front of him. The area was covered in a dense fog and impossible to see through. Conan frowned slightly to himself, where was he? He started walking slowly, trying to find a landmark in the thick fog.
"Why couldn't you help us?"
Conan stopped cold. "Ayumi?" he called out feeling a mixture of fear and deep sadness. That couldn't be her….she was dead.
"Why did you live?"
Conan tensed "I-I don't know" he said hearing Genta's voice accusing him from the fog. He started running, either to get away from the accusing voices or find the source, even he was not sure.
"Why did we die?"
MItsuhiko's voice completed the trio of his dead friends and he stopped once more panting heavily out of breath. "I…couldn't do anything" he said sadly.
"Some friend you are….." all of his friends echoed at the same time and Conan put his hands to his ears as if to block them out. "I'm sorry…." He said softly. "I wanted to, I tried….I tried…." He said his hands fisting lightly in his hair.
You didn't try hard enough, it was far too easy to kill them," a new voice joined the three and penetrated Conan like a blade. "Shut up!" he snapped at the phantom voice of Gin and turned to find the sound, only to face the shattered remains of Ayumi's face.
"He's right."
Conan took two steps back and backed into Genta, shot and also dead. His eyes were soulless and accusing.
"You did not try hard enough,"
Conan felt terror building and tried to get away from his two, dead friends. Mitsuhiko joined the group and pointed at him slowly as accusingly as his tone.
"And you will live with it…"
Conan let his head hang a bit, he agreed with them after all. He felt the barrel of a gun against his back and froze abruptly. He could not turn though to face the person behind him. It was not Gin however, a male voice reached his ears.
Until the day I kill you…"
Fire filled his vision and pain and he screamed- waking in his bed and breathing heavily. He ran his fingers through his sweat soaked hair.
"D-Dammit…not again…" he said trying to get his bearings on reality once more. He breathed heavily, calming both his racing heart and his breathing rate. He looked around and saw Kogoro snoring heavily in the bed next to him.
"He can sleep through anything," Conan sighed slightly, but he was also very glad he was still sleeping. It seemed he had not awoken anyone with his scream. Ran had caught him screaming sometimes, and had been more and more worried.
Conan thought she did not need to worry about Conan, she worried about Shinichi enough. He felt guilty for that as well. Ever since the incident two months ago, he had not seen any sign of the organization.
No new leads, but they had not come looking for him either and for that he was grateful. The tracker that Gin had given him was still inside him and he doubted that it would be easy to get rid of.
He lay back down, already knowing he would not be sleeping again tonight. He sighed and lay on his side. Where could he go from here, he was having these nightmares every night. That male voice at the end of the dream was new though. What could it mean?
AN: Well that is the prologue as I try to figure this out. ^^ Reviews are lurved ;D so if you want this continued...*Holds next chapter hostage with reviews as the ransom*
