I thought of this idea a few days ago. At first I was too intimidated to write this, thinking I would unintentionally making all the characters OOC, and Criminal Minds is such an...adult show, if you know what I mean. Typing about it without making it seem as if a 15 year old made the script (Which is true _), it's pretty difficult :U
At first I was going to only have Barasuishou, but then I decided to have all the girls, excluding Kirakishou (I haven't read the manga, so sorry :O)
And the title...it sucks... XD
Ah well, enjoy :D!
Criminal Maiden - Chapter 1
Penelope Garcia typed rapidly on her keyboard, her eyes never leaving the computer screens in front of her. Her heart was beating fast and her fingers were starting to sweat, but she didn't stop.
"Garcia, we need that information." A stern voice came from her headset.
"I'm searching as fast as I can, this guy's hard to look for since he has no last name, but it gets narrowed down quickly due to his first."
She scanned more and more, searching all over the state of Virginia, trying as hard as she could, to find the information.
And she finally did.
"I got him." She said, speaking fast into her mic, "He goes by the alias of Enju... Roh-zen...Rozen...um, yeah, anyway, he owns a doll shop down Brickland Street, he is only reknowned for his exquisite doll-making. Oh my god, he's Japanese! He used to own a shop in Japan, but then packed up and moved here!"
Hotch held the phone to his ear as he pointed to the cars and everyone ran to them, jumping in, "That's our guy. What else?"
"He grew up very securely, you could say. There are no records of him being in private school, so he was probably home-schooled-"
"-His dad must've taught him." Morgan butt in, turning on the car as Hotch got in the passenger's seat. Everybody could already tell what Morgan meant.
"That's right, probably. No records of his mother, she must've died, but there are no records of his father, either. He must've died off the radar. This guy didn't want any info going out about him."
"It doesn't matter." Hotch then said, as the car sped down the streets, the second one following, "Those girls are still in danger, we have to be careful, he'll probably kill them before we get him."
Garcia bit her lip as she stared at the profile picture of the unsub on the computer. The young man in his late twenties has flowing blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail and dull green eyes. His expression looked tired, eyes were half-open, but other than that, he looked like a normal handsome man.
But this man was a psycho. He was a serial killer obsessed with dolls.
One way to ease his obsession was by making them. Obviously it drove him even more insane, from what Reid deduced.
He had gone as far as to single-handedly kidnap seven young girls.
All of them sisters.
The children's ages ranged from 8 to 15. They all went missing, one by one. Their disappearances were then linked to a small line of murders surrounding the East Coast.
Spencer Reid and David Rossi had come to a terrible conclusion: Enju's obsession had spread further and he kidnapped the girls to help his fantasies of real dolls.
Why else could he have done something like this?
They pulled into the parking lot of the Doll Shop, each jumping out and drawing out their guns. Prentiss leaned up by the side of the front door, and nodded to Morgan, who ran up and kicked it down. They all rushed in, Hotch closing his cellphone and following.
"Clear!" J.J. called out from behind the counter.
"Clear!" Reid said from one of the corners. He paused and stared at the dolls that decorated the shelves.
"He's around here somewhere. Reid, J.J, Prentiss, look everywhere for the missing girls." Hotch ordered, "Come on." He ran around out the front door, the others close behind him.
Morgan looked up, "I see him!" He shouted, spotting blonde hair from the roof.
They ran back in, running with Reid and J.J through the back room. Going up stairs, they managed to reach the roof.
"FBI, don't move!" Rossi commanded as they got came up behind the unsub. They realized with growing shock Enju was standing very close to the edge.
"Turn around very slowly with your hands up!" Morgan held his hand with two hands.
At first Enju didn't respond. Then he slowly turned, but he didn't raise his hands. He just stood there.
"Hold up your hands!" Hotch repeated, but when he took a step forward, Enju took one back.
"Enju...Wait a moment..." Morgan said, lowering his voice.
Enju glanced over his shoulder, then back. He raised his hands, but only halfway, staring at his palms at if there was something on them.
"Enju, it doesn't have to be like this..." Hotch said firmly, scooting a tad bit closer to the man by the edge, "Just tell us where those girls are."
Enju reacted barely, he kept watching his hands and he whispered, "...My doll...my precious doll...She's broken..."
"She's not broken, Enju." Rossi said softly, coming closer with his gun as well, "She's not broken."
"Yes she is!" Enju cried out, clenching his hands, his chest was heaving as if he was losing air, "None of them are no longer pure..! My doll...she's not pure! She's...no longer...!"
"Nothing is ever pure, Enju." Hotch said, "You should know that."
"But I made her!" Enju snapped, "I made...I made my...My Rose Crystal..."
He looked over his shoulder once more, "I can make..another Rose Crystal...she'll be even better...if I just..."
"Wait, Enju, hold on!" Morgan moved in slowly, "You can't abandon your dolls, just wait."
"Its not that I ever cared for them!" Enju cried out angrily, backing up even closer to the edge. A crazed smile tugged on his lips and he spoke softly, as if to himself.
"Mercury Lampe...she's no fun...I hate her...Kanarienvogel...my god, I could just..."
His fists clenched, "Jade...Lapis...damn them...Kleine Beere...she's just..."
"He's saying German words..." Morgan muttered to Hotch, who nodded wordlessely.
"Damn them all...Damn Reiner Rubin...I hate them all!" Enju was now in an awful rage, unaware that Morgan was slowly inching closer to him, "They ruined my precious Rosen Kristell...because of that...ROZEN!"
"Enju, calm down." Hotch ordered.
"I'm done with calming down! All because of that damned Rozen, now my precious doll is no longer pure! I can't...I can't-!"
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Morgan.
"NO!" He cried, backing up and falling backwards...off the roof.
Morgan tried to catch him as Rossi and Hotch ran up. Enju's body lay on the concrete, right in front of the doorway.
"I'm sure since our unsub was obsessed with dolls, he probably dressed the missing girls up in doll-like clothes. Possibilities are that he could've sedated the girls to make the fantasy almost a reality by having them asleep and unmoving as he pampered them as "real dolls"." Reid said as he looked under cabinets on his knees.
"So what, we need to look over every doll to see if she's a human girl or a porcelain one?" Prentiss looked around the counter.
"Shouldn't be that hard, just look through the dolls that are of the appropriate size." J.J. pointed out, shrugging.
"C'mon guys, I'm starting to get anxious, we'd better hurry and find them." Reid ran in the back room, looking around. Pieces of broken porcelain limbs were broken and were littered across the dusty room, light barely shone in from the thick curtains. There were more rooms farther in.
A piece of paper fell off a table, getting his attention. He looked over and followed the noise, only to wince when his foot knocked against a hard metal cabinet.
"Ow." He muttered, refusing to say bad language. He then noticed something, something in a long rectangular shape, on the table, hidden under a blanket.
He approached it curiously, grabbing the blanket and pulling it off slowly. He blinked his brown eyes in surprise at the long and wide brown case. The latch was of a golden rose, and the edges were decorated by gold rose metals and rose vines. The details looked like they had been worked on for some time...
Reid quickly calculated the length and width of the case: Large enough for a female girl to be in.
Foreshadowing clawed at him, suddenly dreaded what was inside...
But he swallowed, "Guys! I think I...found one..." But his voice was too...messed up to be loud enough.
He unlatched it, bracing himself before opening it.
He froze at the spot.
Tucked in the soft folds of the white cushions inside, a young girl was nestled with her eyes closed. By her size, she looked about 13 years old. Her legs was drawn up slightly, her fists close against her face. Her purple-white hair flowed, some covering parts of her body. Her outfit was what he was expecting, doll-clothing, but it seemed much unique. She was wearing an ornately ruffled lavender dress, with a light purple rose as a broach, perhaps? One piece of her long hair had been pinned with closed roses with crystals hanging off them like ornaments. She also had long purple boots. Finally, a lavender-rose eyepatch covered her left eye.
...Was she dead...?
He studied her more, throat closing up. He had seen so many people dead, some being killed in such brutal ways. But...just a small child? It was too much...
The girl's chest moved with a breath, startling Reid as relief flooded him. She was alive.
"G-Guys! I found one!" His voice was back. Prentiss and J.J. quickly ran in, gasping when they saw the sleeping girl.
"Oh my god...look what's she's wearing..." J.J. murmured, "...What else could the unsub have done with her?"
"She's probably in a sedative state right now..." Reid said, leaning in, "But...where're her sisters?"
Just then Hotch, Morgan and Rossi ran down the steps from the roof, Morgan closed a cellphone.
The men stopped at the sight of the girl inside the case. Morgan grimaced, "Is she...alive?"
"Yes." Reid replied, "She's probably been drugged and-" He stopped as the figure moved, "Or not..."
He jumped forward, putting his arm under the girl's shoulders and lifting her limp body to an upright position.
"Hey, can you hear me?" He said, brushing a strand of very pale lavender hair from the girl's unbelieveably perfect face.
"We need to find the other six. The unsub jumped off the building before he revealed their locations. Morgan called for back-up." Hotch began a more thorough search of the room as Prentiss and J.J. shook their heads in dismay.
"He could've just kept THIS one here, and moved the others somewhere else!" Prentiss said as she helped, "Do you think they'd be here?"
"They have to be." Rossi replied solemnly, "We have no where else to look." He and the others went back further in the musty rooms in the back, leaving Reid and the girl alone.
Reid tried to prompt her awake, slightly shaking her. Finally, her right eyelid fluttered and opened, revealing a yellow orb.
"Hello..." He said.
She didn't reply. She just stared at him.
"D-Don't worry, an ambulance is on it's way, you'll feel better. It's all over now."
"Enju..." She whispered.
"Enju's...Enju's gone." Reid told her, looking down, "He won't hurt you anymore...My name's Reid."
The girl sat up, moving his arm, swinging her legs over and jumping off onto the floor, making a small noise of surprise when her legs felt wobbly and they hurt. She grunted and stood up straight.
"...Riido. Shimai wa...?"
Reid blinked. Did she speak Japanese?
"I-I'm sorry, what?" He kneeled in front of her.
Her expression showed no emotion, her eye looked like it could see into his very soul. Her brow slightly furrowed.
"My...Sisters." She repeated, this time in English, "...Where...are they?"
She took a step, but fell forward, Reid catching her just in time. She seemed so light as she picked her up.
"Your legs have been bent while you were in that case...they're now really cramped so you won't be able to walk for a little bit..."
She looked puzzled, as if she never had experienced cramped legs before. She reached and touched her own thigh, squeezing it slightly. Reid blinked.
"My friends are finding your sisters, okay? They'll be fine."
He carried her out the front door, just as J.J. shouted, "No wait, Reid!"
Reid paused when he and the girl saw Enju's body sprawled in front of them. Reid widened his eyes, calling himself an idiot a million times in his mind.
The girl stared at it. At the blood.
"Otou-sama..." She whispered, "...Good riddance..." Her voice was still that low sound, light and dainty but faint.
Reid turned her away, watching the other 5 look all over the shop, "I'm sorry you had to see that."
The police and the ambulance arrived quickly. They covered the body of the obsessed doll-maker, and the paramedics took the purple-white-haired girl from Reid's arms, laying her on a stretcher. One woman getting her into the ambulance went to remove her eyepatch, but the girl's hand quickly grabbed her wrist.
"No." Was all she said.
The woman blinked but nodded.
"We got one girl." Morgan said as he examined the walls, "She must be the second to oldest."
"Seven girls..." J.J. muttered, "We didn't even know the unsub had kidnapped anybody..."
"Hey, I think I found something..." Morgan spotted a crack in the wall as Prentiss and J.J went in another room. It was straight and vertical, perfect for the outline of a door. He followed it and saw a doorknob and a bolt lock, covered barely by metal shelves.
The man shoved the shelves out of the way and tried opening the door, "It's locked. I need something to pick it with..."
A police officer then came in, "Hey, we found this key on the body of the killer." He held it up, "This might help find those missing girls?"
"Great timing." Morgan said, taking the key and putting it in the lock. Did he hear some shuffling on the other side?
The door seemed rusted, he managed to shove it open, causing a creaking sound. Morgan withdrew his gun, sneaking in closer into the dark room beyond.
He wasn't expecting chair to crash onto his back from behind and cause him to drop his gun and fall onto the floor.
Hotch heard the noise, rushing past a bewildered officer and into the room. Morgan lay groaning on the ground, and Hotch jumped back as the same chair swung towards him.
The chair came back again, only this time he managed to grab it and yank it out of whoever's hands. Then, he managed to grab the struggling assailant and pin them to the wall.
"No no, Enju! Don't hurt her!" A voice cried from the darkest side of the room.
"Wait a minute, that's not Enju! That's another man!"
"She knocked somebody on the floor...!"
Everything was a blur, Hotch was out of his adrenaline rush and he registered the figure he had against the wall.
"Oh my oh my...more bruises..." The 14-year old girl mused, looking up at him with pink eyes tinted with purple. Her long white hair was ruffled by the commotion, she was wearing a black headband with laces. She was dressed in a black laced gothic dress.
Hotch released her, "I'm sorry, please excuse me, are you alright?"
"I'm fine." The girl brushed her dress.
"Where are your sisters?" He asked.
"Do not be mad at her. She thought Enju was coming back, so she protected us." A calm voice came from seemingly nowhere.
"Oh no!" Suddenly another girl about 8 years old ran out from a corner. Her dirty blonde thick curls bounced and her green eyes were filled with worry as she ran over to Morgan, who was just starting to get up.
She tried to help him up.
"Dang, girl, you hit hard." Morgan muttered. The blonde child stared up at him. A large pink bow rested on her head, and she was wearing a pink jacket over a puffy dress, with red laced ballet shoes.
"Nice outfit, sweetie." Morgan joked, but the girl shrinked back, suddenly frightened.
J.J. and Prentiss ran in, blinking with shock. Motherly love took over J.J. and she rushed by the smaller girl's side.
"Hi, honey..." She said soothingly, picking her up, "It's gonna be okay. Morgan's a friend. I'm Jennifer. What's yours?"
"Hinaichigo!" The girl replied happily.
J.J. blinked, "...What? Hina-Ichigo?"
Hinaichigo nodded in response, throwing her arms around J.J's neck.
The girl in the black dress stood up straight, "My name is Suigintou. I am Hinaichigo's eldest sister."
Rossi and Reid came by the doorway, startled. "You found the girls?" Reid exclaimed.
Four more stepped out from the shadows, all of them wearing doll-like outfits and filling Hotch with hidden rage. How dare the now deceased Enju kidnap these girls and force them to be dolls...
The teenager known as Suingintou turned to her sisters, "We have been found. We no longer have to stay here..."
She looked at Rossi, "...In this hell."
Notes to Know if You're Confused: You must be confused over them being human. Well, I made an alternate ending of Rozen Maiden: Traumend, when Barasuishou didn't break apart from the Rosa Mysticas, the combining of all six of them in a non-Rozen body caused a magical reaction, changing them all to human and ending the Alice Game once and for all. It's unknown whether Rozen himself had a hand in their transformation. All seven dolls grew into living beings, their clothes growing as well. This change actually ended up devastating Enju to the point of going mad. Now that the Alice Game was over and all the dolls are human, Barasuishou can no longer be the strongest and perfect doll. In some mentally insane rage, he managed to kidnap all the girls (they've lost their powers, and their artificial spirits faded away, possibly living inside their bodies, aiding them in their new life). He then moved from Japan to America, taking the girls with them. His insanity brought him to believe the Rozen Maidens could still be "dolls" and so he treated them like so. He treated Barasuishou with utter care as his "precious doll", while he loathed the other six and treated them more harshly.
Soon his madness brought him to murder people (who knows why I haven't figured it out yet ._.). While investigating the murders, the BAU came across the possibility that he had abducted girls.
The story just centers around the seven of them bonding with the BAU members while their in Quantico trying to find the family they belong in ^^
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