Crappy Intro. 'nough said.
Hey, everyone, this is a military based AU. Allow me to have the stage set up for you: You have Mikado as the leader of the government at age 17, with Kida as his vice. War just broke out between them and a neighboring "state" and someone seems to have been working on both sides. Who is this criminal, no one knows, but Mikado knows that one must get to the bottom of it with the help of the mind of another criminal.
I originally planned to co-write this with a friend, but she ended up in quite an accident, so I'd need all the help I can get. I appreciate any help, suggestions, and comments. Thanks so much for reading.
Pairings :: Kida/Mikado, eventual ShizuIza, Shinra/Celty, Saika/Anri, and Walker/Erika...
Note that in this AU, Saika will have her own body, though for now, she is possessing Anri, who will also show up later.
Fifteen years ago, love was still a web of life.
Fifteen years ago, happiness was still a fresh scent in the air.
Fifteen years ago, the capital was still standing.
Fifteen years ago, equality was crushed.
A young man crouched behind a wooden barrel breathlessly, keeping himself as still as possible, though he was sure his heart was as loud as the imperial marching band. So many things were going wrong at the same time, why, why, why… He closed his eyes, and his nose now filled with smoke from outside, creeping in through the window. Oh, God. God, who can't save him, God, who let this happen… There was just no escape. "God… Please let her be okay. Let my Celty be alright, no matter what." The young scientist prayed to God for the first and last time in his life and felt his pain overwhelm the rest of his senses. He was left in the building as the rest of the country's capital burned to nothing. He was left inside the fire, alone. After the fire, miracles were born from ashes, just as war began to march its way back from the grave. Ikebukuro will have the tables turned again soon.
Present.
The retracting of a ballpoint pen resounded in the dark room. The young man holding the instrument glanced at his subordinates a set of cold eyes that sent a chill down his men's spines. Icy lips parted from their smile held as they formed words in a stern tone that could halt time. "You say you have captured someone who might know something? Very well, bring her here." Without a nod or any sign of question, the moving shadows threw a girl to the floor. She was covered in bruises, and the crack in the windows revealed her badly beaten legs. The young man got up from his seat, and stepped towards the girl with his pen, now twirling it with no trouble. Lifting the girl's chin with the tip of boots, he met her set of eyes without lowering his head. "Report…" Eyes now lingering at the corner of the room where a certain blond stood, the men knew something was bound to happen. "Kida, report where you found her." Standing up straight without an arch on his back, Kida recited to his leader.
"West to the river. She was found in attempts to break into the field lab." The girl's large eyes grew larger at the sight of the blond adorned in his uniform, and she broke out in smiles. Even the leader was surprised by the sudden cheerfulness.
"Yes, exactly west to the river! I heard there was a set of keys to the asylum might have been hidden there…" This caused the vindictive young man to tilt her chin up with his boot again, this time harder.
"Is there someone you're trying to break out…? Or are you trying to lock yourself in there, girl? It's… dangerous." The tone of sarcasm was barely made out like a path in the darkness. Kida snorted at that.
"Sir Kida asked me," There was a small glance at the blond, "We both know of someone who might be able to help Kida's problems." Kida didn't need his leader's leer to explain himself.
"Our problems, Mikado, it's that… problem we have." The leader whipped his eyes back to the girl, and a silent agreement was made with the click of his pen.
"Go on." The boy called Mikado said in a matter-of-factly tone.
"I used to get all my information from him. He's such a wonderful man, Sir Kida knows him as well. But that's not the point! If he's the only one who can help you, I'll help with breaking him out if I can. He really knows everything." This caught Ryuugamine Mikado's interest with fresh bait. Despite how contradicting if could be, knowledge within the asylum, this might have been great enough to help.
"Tell us how to get to him. We shall fetch him with haste." The girl's palms leveled her up to her knees, hands immediately clutching together as if praying to the boy. "Oh, the only thing in the way to his room, I saw from looking through the blueprints of the asylum was a giant gate. It shouldn't be a problem, right? But thank you! Thank you! Let me know if I can do anything more!" Mikado, now tired of her words, got up without another glance at the girl. "Thank you so much… I look forward to seeing Izaya-san again! Please tell him that I-" And the girl left in the room was never heard of again as the doors shut.
"Order a quick review on the history of this Izaya person, and find anything odd about the asylum's pathways." Boots now clicking their striding way down the hall, Kida saluted to his leader, marching to the research room as Mikado walked ahead with a few other men following. "Do whatever it needs to stall more time on the front." He nodded at the closest. "We need as much time and men as possible. Now don't waste a precious second, go." Commands flew one after another, and the seventeen year old boy made his way back to his office. There, he removed his cap and sat down on his favorite chair turning it to view the world outside-The cruel, cold, and gray world outside.
He was only seventeen and that seemed old enough to rule legions of army men for his country. Children were sent to military school early, like himself, after the accident happened. The accident that caused such a colorful and warm place to turn so pale had ruined the lives of too many to count. Because of this, he only had one friend he could trust in his life. Because of this, he had no family like the other teenagers his age. Because of this, he would kill many opponents and pawns on his chessboard. And because of this, he has been feared in his position for three years. His sullen steel blue eyes turned around to meet Kida return with a heavy pant. "I didn't think you'd return so fast. Now, report."
"Orihara Izaya, 21, oldest of three children, worked as an informant, assassin, and painter-Well known for his loud mouth and curiosity with... humans. His parents were both informants and doctors. Younger siblings are twin girls, their whereabouts are unknown. Currently is held in an authorized in a cell for prisoners of war… Mikado, what should we do with this guy? There's a record here of his business he's made and completed dealing from his business… All which are quite accurate." Mikado returned his words with a 'tch', and turned his chair to face Kida.
"We'll see what he can do, if he's what they say."
"But the way to his cell…"
"What about it?"
"It's made to last. Nothing can knock it down; we have records of testing being made. The entire room is made to last throughout a nuclear war."
"Is he that dangerous of a criminal to our country?" Mikado snorted sarcastically. Kida shrugged, not sure what to think of it. "Then we'll need him."
"But sir-"
"Don't worry about breaking down the cell. If there's any man who could, we all know one." The chair spun back to face the glass window. The blond began to protest for a second, but wheeled to face the guards at the door. He was shaking at the very thought of the man. The leader added shortly, his tone now quite innocent. "Don't disappoint me." Kida heard as he left the room with the guards behind him. Once more in the hall, the blond looked at the men directly in their eyes.
"You three. Seek out Heiwajima Shizuo in the slums, and bring him here no matter what."
Just to hope to catch some readers out there, be prepared for Shizuo. The next chapter will have much more writing since he's in it, along with the actual identities of the men Kida has with him.
Thanks again for reading!