Yes it's another ingenious work from me, Rukaio101. Now some of you may be thinking 'Hey! I remember this story from a while back!' to which I say 'My God! You actually read it?' However, I'm not just reuploading this for no reason, I'm actually intending to finish uploading all of it this time. Not to mention, I've been through it and added my own small touches where I felt it could use some working, including changes in dialogue and etc.

Anyway, I appreciate any reviews I get but, as I stated in my FE fic, I prefer positive ones mostly because I enjoy stroking my ego.

Case 1: Prologue

Lady Elizabeth Stewart should have known something was wrong the second she knocked on the door.

'Charles, are you finished with your tea yet?' she yelled, through the thick, wooden doors leading to her husband's study.

…

There was no answer.

Normally, Charles's thick booming voice could be heard, calling her in.

'Charles?'

She slowly pushed opened the doors, expecting to see her husband asleep in his chair. Instead a horrific sight awaited her.

Lord Charles Steward, lay dead on the floor with specks of foam emerging from his mouth. His right arm was bleeding badly and, next to him, an Ekans was biting violently at it. The Ekans turned to the shocked Elizabeth and hissed, revealing the dark red blood splattered all over its white teeth.

Elizabeth took one look and screamed.

It was another sunny Saturday morning in Goldenrod city.

The Pidgey were chirping happily, the Sentret scurried about… and Eve Watts was badly late.

'Damn!' she swore as she dashed through the National Park, her Umbreon struggling to keep up.

Normally, she wouldn't have cared that much if she was late, but there was something strangely urgent about the message she had received from Gold the last night.

'7:30 AM TOMORROW. NEED URGENTLY. MATTER OF LIFE/DEATH.'

Eve had no idea what Gold had gotten himself into this time, but it couldn't be good.

Eventually, she reached the familiar apartment complex where Gold lived, and she swiftly scaled the steps to the 2nd floor. As she ran across the balcony, she counted the numbers on the doors.

'106… 107… 108!'

She pulled open the doors to Apartment 108 and jumped inside to find…

'Ah! You've finally arrived!' Gold noticed 'You haven't seen my hat anywhere, have you?'

...

'No, I haven't seen your blinking hat!' Eve yelled 'Please don't tell me that's all you called me down here for!'

'Of course not' Gold reassured 'I also need you to get some more feed for Hoot.'

The Pokemon in question, a Noctowl, was currently standing on a small ledge looking thoughtfully out of the window. Unlike his master, Hoot was generally well behaved.

'I swear…' Eve sighed 'You know I was actually worried about you!'

'Really…' Gold replied, thoroughly disinterested.

He continued to look through a small pile of folders on the ground, in search of his missing hat.

'You know, perhaps it would be a good idea to clean up all this mess?' Eve suggested

'Well, as an assistant, that would be your job' Gold reminded her, as he continued his search.

Eve looked around the room. It was absolutely cluttered with mess. Empty cans, dinnerware, letters, old case files… there was simply no end to it. Even Mary Poppins would have serious trouble with this lot.

"I'm an assistant, not a miracle worker." She sighed. "Surely detectives are supposed to be somewhat organised?"

"I'm currently considered one of the best detectives in Johto." Gold pointed out. "And I've never needed to tidy up before."

"Just imagine how much better you could be if you actually knew where any of your junk was!"

Eve had to admit he was right about one thing. He was one of the best detectives in Johto. Even the police admitted it and occasionally called upon him to help solve mysteries and cases. Not that they'd ever admit it to the public.

Meanwhile, Umbreon was tugging at something trapped under a small pile of books. Eventually, it gave way and Umbreon flew backwards into another pile of books, with Gold's cap in her small teeth. Eve removed the cap from the dazed Umbreon's mouth and tossed it to Gold.

He caught it casually, dusted it off and pulled it over his messy brown hair.

Often the first thing you noticed, and underestimated, about Gold was his youth. He looked around 15-16 and wore a bright red jumper, with a pair of knee length, black shorts. But behind that youthful demeanour was a stare that struck fear into even the hardest criminals. But he today he was affixed by one thing…

'I'm so bored!' Gold groaned collapsing onto a filthy, dark red sofa 'Isn't there anything interesting to do?'

'You've got a bunch of requests' Eve noticed a small pile of letters on the table.

She could tell they were new, because they weren't quite as dust covered or mucky as the other ones. She passed them to Gold for him to have a look.

'Let's see…' Gold began to flick through them 'solving' them as he went 'Dead… neighbour did it… ran off to Unova… Togepi did it…'

He sighed and threw them down onto the table.

'All too easy' he groaned 'Aren't there any interesting cases left?'

He switched on the Tv and began to watch lazily.

'Hey!' Eve yelled, snatching the remote out of his hands and switching the Tv off 'No slouching about while there's work to be done!'

'What work?' Gold sighed

'If you're not going to take any jobs, then you can help me tidy up this place!' Eve shouted. 'I don't care if you'd rather bore yourself to death, but I've got my little brother and my grandfather to think about! The income I get from this job is the only thing that keeps us off the streets!'

'Yet you still came in late again' Gold pointed out, picking up the letters again..

'I currently have about 3 part-time jobs, 'cause you barely pay me anything." Eve pointed. "So if you want me to come in on time, then start paying me a little extra."

"If I'm such an awful boss, why don't you just quit?" Gold sulked.

"Because you wouldn't last a day without me." Eve shrugged. "Don't forget how often me and Umbreon have saved your ass from criminals, or people you've pissed off. Not to mention, if I left you'd have no-one to show off to."

"I could become strong enough on my own!" Gold argued. "All I need is a little training!"

"You've had 'a little training'!" Eve recalled. "Remember when I signed you up for lessons with that expert trainer and you-"

"-Framed him for arson, I know." Gold muttered. "You don't need to keep going on about it."

"He spent three nights in jail before Officer Jenny noticed what you'd been up to." Eve sighed. "He still gives me sour looks whenever we meet."

"How many times do I have to say I'm sorry about that?"

"You haven't said sorry once!"

"Eh, I'll get around to it." Gold reached for the TV remote.

"Oh no you don't!" Eve knocked it out of his reach, sending it flying to the floor. "No TV until either you take a job, or until you clean up this place."

"I'm looking for a job to take!" Gold complained, picking up another set of letters. "Don't be so fussy!" He looked down at the letter he was holding. "This looks interesting. What time is it?"

"7:34" Eve answered. "Why?"

"Crap!" Gold yelled. "Give me that remote, quick!"

"No!"

"I'm serious here!" Gold passed her the letter he was holding. "Look!"

'7:35 Am. Channel 3. It wasn't the Ekans. Solve it.'

'7:35?' Eve read out. 'That's now isn't it?'

'No kidding!' Gold sighed. 'Remote!'

Eve passed him the remote and Gold switched the Tv on, turning it to Channel 3 where a news broadcast was playing.

'-are looking for a Togepi.' The Tv blared 'Back to our main story, Lord Charles Stewart was found dead last night. He was believed to have been killed by a toxic bite from his pet Ekans. Police are still investigating. In other news, the Goldenrod Phantom stole another-'

Gold switched off the Tv before turning to Eve and giving her a sinister smile.

'I think I've found our next case.' he grinned.