At the apartment...
"Okay... this morning, I was about to visit you and Luke, until I heard a scream from the alley!" A scream? how horifying! "I went to the alley an-and I-I-I s-saw... and the walls splattered with blood and him...! " She's talking quite uncontrollably... She must really be frightened... "Get it together Emmy! relax yourself." She breathed in and started to talk again.
"I-I saw..."
Here it comes...
"A man half-dead slumped at the wall covered in blood and a man just like you standing there grinning!"
Chapter 2: Another Reflection
W-What?
Monocle...
Monocle... Layton...?
M-MONOCLE LAYTON!
THAT GUY HAS TO BE AN IMPOSTER! HE HAS TO BE!
But if he is... Why did he say his first name is Monocle? Why didn't he say his name is Hershel Layton instead? I'm getting more confused by the second... But I have to know now! If I barge in and stop the fight maybe I'll get to stop them from getting bruising themselves and ask that Monocle guy for answers! But... If I do that then people would start to critizize me... and I don't think they'll listen to me anyway... I guess the only thing I could right now is watch the fight.
And figure out who is this so called Monocle Layton!
"I cant believe it! He actually caught his fist...!" The crowds were getting restless. They were practically shouting.
The buff man struggled his fist to let go but it was not enough, Who would've thought the Profess- I mean the mysterious guy, eith a top hat that looks nothing like the Professah by the way, would be this tough! Huh... just like what he said, 'Don't judge a book by it's cover.' "Y-You! How did yo-"
"Do you give up?"
"H-Huh? Ack!" He tightened his hand that was holding the buff's man fist... But it can't be that painful!
"Again. Do you give up?" I flinched. The mysterious guy is smirking now, with his eyes half-lidded... full of darkness! I think? It's only my opinion though. Because the females watching the fight were squealing how dreamy he was and saying his smirk was really er... sexy... and some other remarks. I guess I can't blame them, the Professah is really popular with the ladies... W-WAIT! That's not what I meant! H-He's not the Professah! I mean... he's at the apartment scoring some boring college essays!
Right?
"Let go of my fist!"
"Hmm... should I?" Though the mysterious said that. He let go of his fist. But! He quickly took hold of his neck with his hands and shove him to a nearby wall! Ouch... that must've hurt, a lot.
"Wh-What are you doing!"
"What am I doing? I'm fighting you of course. Unless... you give up and I could end your humiliation in front of the crowd..." Woah... looks like someone is getting talked at by a gentleman. "N-No way i-in a mi-million ye-years...!"The buff man struggled to speak because his throat was being pinned ...or it was because he was to scared to speak...
"It's not good to be pridefull you know..."
"Well it's not good to be cocky either!"
Just then the buff's man leg started to lunge against the mysterious man! But he dodged to the back! Unfortunatley, he let go of the buff man when he was dodging his fiersome kick.
"Layton, huh... I've heard you from The London Times." The buff man was panting, while glaring at his monocle wearing oponent.
"For an archeologist professor... you have a pretty darn grip..." The buff guy chocked. "But having 'Monocle' as a wierd cover name is just crazy. And aren't gentlemen suppose to be well-mannered? Picking a fight is not what I'd imagine a gentleman would do..." This is bad. Really bad.
I heard someone shouted,"YEAH! HE'S RIGHT! IF YOU'RE A GENTLEMAN, YOU SHOULD BE DRINKING TEA WITH SOME SNOBBY PERSON RIGHT NOW!" Hey! that's insulting! What's wrong with drinking tea with a gentleman? And I'm not snobby either!
"..." I wanted to stop the crowds from mocking him, but... I can't. I need to see if he really is the professah.
The buff man didn't wait for his answer. Instead, he kept attacking but all of them kept missing. Another powerfull fist was launched unto the mysterious man, but this time it almost hit his face! "Hmm... I'm not good with close combat I see..." Then the mysterious man quickly grabbed a small broken pipe on the ground. Don't ask me how it got there, I just realize just now there was actually a pipe lying on the ground.
He wielded the pipe as if it's a sword itself. Okay, so he can do fencing just like the professah, but that's the only thing similar to the professah! Other than the jacket and his face of course.
"You think beating me with that pipe is going to work? You should really learn more fighting skills!" The both men are now at a few distances away from each other.
The buff man charged at him and the mysterious man did too with his 'weapon' at his hand!
They're both charging against one another!
And the're gonna clash against each other!
"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE!"
W-Woah! Inspector Chelmey! ...and Barton with a pair of handcuffs.
The both men stopped. The inspector along with Barton walked to the both men while the crowd give away space for them to walk to them.
"So you two were fighting did you? Well in that case... arrest them!" WHAT!
"Umm, Sir? don't you think you need to listen to their reasons first?"
"U-Uh, y-yes! I was just making sure you know what to do if you encountered a fight like this!" Phew...Sometimes I think Barton is the one who is quallified to be an inspector...
"Anyway! Tell me your names and tell me what is this fighting about!" Oh no... what happened if the inspector don't belive their reasons! They'll go to jail... and if he is really the professah then... I-I... Then what would I do!
Oh no, I'm freaking out again! Just calm down Luke... just... calm... down...
"The name's Ryan Hill, and this archeologist professor is accusing me of thievery! And he started the fight by the way. He said if he win, I have to give him his wallet that I never stole." So far so good... everything he says is what I saw so... no worries right?
"Archeologist professor?" The inspector turned to look at the mysterious man. And he was shoked. Makes sense, since he looked just liked the professah. I'm guessing this is what the inspector is thinking 'Why would a professor like himself would be involved in a fight? And why does he looks so different?'
"L-Layton! You're the one who started the fight? And why do you look so... err... uh..."
The crowd was now silent and all eyes were on the mysterious man. "Yes, that's right." But he didn't answer the last question. Drats! And that was a good oportunity to find out who he is!
The inspector was even more shoked after hearing his reply, he even gapped his mouth wide open without saying a word. "WH-WHAT! Why?"
"As the man said before, He took my wallet and refused to give it back."
"He took your wallet...? YOU MEAN HE STOLE IT!"
"HEY! for the last time I didn't steal anything! How many times do I need to say it until this gentleman hyprocrite understand! Maybe you're the thief here! You planned to steal my wallet when we were fighting!" This is not good! If he keeps speaking then...!
But the inspector cut off his sentence, "Alright, alright. Let's just be civil here alright?" But he kept protesting. "I will be until he admits I'm innocent!"
You'll think the mysterious man is sweating bullets with worry right? Well, you're wrong. Instead, he was calmly standing there with his eyes still half-lidded and in his face a pleasant smile. "Y-You... what is that annoying smile about!" The buff man shouted.
"Hm? I'm just enjoying this heated conversation we're having... Is it wrong...?"
"ARE YOU MAD! WE WERE ALMOST SENT TO PRISON BECASUSE OF YOU AND YOU'RE ENJOYING THIS! WHY I OUGHTA...!" Oh no! the buff man is trying to attack again! But the inspector swiftly grabed his arms and shouted to Barton, "The handcuffs! Quickly!", "Y-Yes sir!" He gave the inspector the handcuffs and managed to handcuffed his hands together. The crowd began wild, The buff man was trying to release from the handcuffs, and the mysterious man was still as calm as ever with his smile still on.
"Why am I being arrested! He's the thief! Arrest him too!"
"You're being such a child for a grown man like you. *Sigh*... Even my dear Luke is even more mature than you are."
L-Luke? Me?
"Although it's a shame, I need to arrest you too Layton."
"What?"
...Professah...?
"It seems this Ryan guy maybe telling the truth. Even though you're a professor of high fame you are now under suspission. So we need both of you your testimonies later at the precinct. Barton! Escort these two to the police car!"
"Y-Yes sir! Right away sir!"
"PROFESSAH!"
He's the professah! I know he is! I don't why he's dressed like that... but I'm not letting the professah be accused of thievery or be sent to prison!
"W-What in the blazes! You! You're that twelve year old kid who's always travelling with Layton!" The inspector shouted at me. But I don't care... Right now, getting the professah off the hook is the first priority! "Luke? is that you?", "P-Professah!" He still looks calm after all this?
I ran to the professah from the crowd and hugged him tightly. I could feel my tears rolling down from eyes... I just wish the day would be over soon...
"Hey, kid! Stop hugging him and get out of the way!", "Yeah! he's a criminal!", "That kid must be nuts!"
"Professah..." I stopped hugging him. And when I saw his face... he was confused... "You're not Luke... You're..."
"That's enough! I'll escort him myself!" Oh no! He's gonna take the professah to jail! "YOU'RE NOT TAKING THE PROFESSAH!"
"W-Wh-" I charged to the inspector and grabbed his coat. The crowd is making an uproar and tried to let me go from the inspector. "Get of from me!" I kept grabbing his coat until the inspector accidently bumped into the buff man. "...!" And get this! several wallets about five or eight went out from the buff man's pocket! I noticed he has pockets but I didn't think it would fit that many wallets...
"What is the meaning of this! there are wallets everywhere!" So he was the thief after all!
"Err... umm..."
The buff man didn't answer. I looked at the professah and he was picking up his stolen wallet.
"So you were right Layton... sorry for doubting you. You! ! you're under arrest for thievery!" He was speechless. And what a relief! The professah is now free of charge!
"Looks like I got what I wanted... Now if you excuse me..." The crowds went silent with embarressment for accusing him as the culprit and made way for him to leave. I remembered something just now... when he said... "You're not Luke... You're..." Does this mean he's not the professah? "Professah! Wait!"
"Hm?" He turned to look at me, then he smiled...
"Looks like you're still clueless. I'll repeat again... I'm Monocle Layton. Not Hershel Layton. But don't worry... We'll meet again shortly... good bye for now..."
"W-Wh- wait!" But he dissapeared in a blink of an eye. Everyone in the crowd noticed it too and the inspector too. "What in the-! Where did he dissapeared to!
He said we'll meet shortly... Does he mean...! I need to get back to the apartment ASAP!
"You saw a man standing there grinning...? What did he looked like?" I need to know who this person is. But I could guess who this person is already...
"I don't remember what he wore... but I remember his face... He looks just like you that's for sure, he was also wearing a monocle on his right eye and a top hat..."
A monocle!
"I see... what did you do?" Emmy collected her thoughts then she spoke again. But this time... she was blushing... Isn't this supposed to be a horrible event and yet she's blushing?
"I was really frightened by the blood... so I just stood there frozen stiff... B-But then he was walking closer to me and our face was really c-close like he was about t-too..." She stopped. She's blushing very hard; I could see her face all red. She then spoke again. "His hand was holding up my chin, h-his face was a few inches from mine, his eyes was half-lidded... and his grin turned into a very... umm... seducing smile... then he said to me in a very silky voice..."
"My... What is a charming and beautifull lady like yourself doing in such a dangerous alley like this?"
HE SAID WHAT! That person is definetly brother! A monocle on his right eye... the half-lidded eyes... the silky voice... and the smile that no woman can resist... (believe me... I mean no woman can resist it) That was definetly my brother!
"That is some... very detailed information Emmy..." She was still blushing hard. Her hands were on her face and she was mumbling about something... I could guess she was saying it was an embarrassing moment. "So... did the man leave you after that?"
Her hands was now not on her face anymore. "Yes... I blinked and he was gone... I was still standing until I went to call the ambulance for the man slumped on the wall..."
"I see... So after that you went to see me if that person you saw was really me?"
"Yes..." It makes sense so far... The person she saw was definetly my brother. But one thing strikes me as odd...
Why did my brother attacked that man?
"PROFESSAH!"
"Ack! L-Luke!" First it was Emmy and now it's Luke! How many people are going to appear from the door and shout my profession today!
"Luke! Is it raelly you?" Emmy immediatley became cheerfull. Good for her! She's been feeling frightened ever since she came here, but on the other hand... Luke is... well...
"Y-You haven't been out the apartment have you professah?" He's panting... I wonder what happened to him...?
"No, I have-" I stopped. Because there was someone behind Luke... someone who I knew the most...
There he was... standing there... my other reflection of my self...
...My twin brother...
That's it for chapter 2! It's a bit longer than the first chapter though.
If you're wondering if Evil Luke is ever gonna appear in this story then... yes, he'll appear in the next chapter or the fourth one. Maybe most of you noticed but in the first chapter I spelled Emmy wrong XP So I'll try to fix it as soon as possible. I wonder if I should put Clive on this fic... I'm thinking which kind of role is suited for him... hmm...
Well I'll have to continue in my 'An Untold Region' story! I can't believe I haven't finished the second chapter yet! T^T
Bye!