A/N: Look, it's really hard to write out "Prosecutor Torchwick" every other sentence, so I'm just going to say Torchwick. NOTE that this isn't the super villain. It's still the OC Prosecutor.

Phoenix finally arrived to the Prosecutors Office, and saw an impatient Prosecutor Torchwick tapping his feet, waiting as police whizzed by him, in and out of the building.

"You're late." Torchwick scolded Phoenix.

"Sorry, if I had to take care of my daughter first." Phoenix fired back.

"How long does it take to-"

"If you think standing here, and arguing why I got here late is going to help solve this case?" Phoenix interrupted bluntly.

"...You're right." Torchwick admitted, flagging down a nearby police car. The Police pulled over, and were ordered everyone to get out but the driver. As they did, Phoenix and Torchwick slipped in.

"Let me guess: The Crime Scene?" The driver asked, sheepishly.

"Yes; and double time please." Torchwick responded. An audible sigh came form the driver, as he turned on his sirens.

"What do you think we're going to see?" Torchwick asked him.

"I don't know... I don't think he is going to have the same types of murders the first Zodiac Killer carried out." Phoenix responded thoughtfully.

"What makes you say that?"

"Well... his message said he wasn't like the first one. So, we can only expect it to be worse, but hope that it's a one time thing." Phoenix summed up.

"You got that right." Torchwick muttered, as the police car drove loudly through the night.

Rosemary Park, 3rd Entrance

Rosemary Park is a beautiful place. Everyday, children come out to play, while the parents get to watch their children, playing the same games they played whilst in their youth. Everyday, they saw children laugh, cry, smile, cry again, scream with joy, and cry once more. But, that very night, that fateful night for many, the park was exposed to something new. The park, which was a safe haven for all children, became something one one thought it would be: A crime scene.

As they arrived, Phoenix and Torchwick climbed out of the car, to see a swarm of police every where, establishing a perimeter.

"Sir, we have gone no where near the body, sir!" A cop reported to Torchwick, saluting as he did.

"Good. Once you get the tape up, I only want me and my friend here within it's area. Understood?"

"Yes sir. We will be on that ASAP."

"I don't want 'ASAP'. I want it done NOW!" Torchwick forcefully commanded the guard.

"Y-Yes Sir!" The cop responded, then ran off to tell the others the orders.

"Sheesh, you didn't have to be that harsh." Phoenix commented, watch the Cop run.

"It's a serious situation. I'll send him an apology card later." Torchwick responded. "Okay, now that we're here, we might as well look at the body."

"W-Without a coroner?" Phoenix asked skeptically, as they started walking towards the corpse laid.

"I know how to examine a corpse. But, of course, he'll do the official autopsy tomorrow morning." Torchwick responded.

"Got it." Phoenix responded simply, as they waded through a crowd of guards to get to the body.

When they got there, they took a moment to look at the corpse from afar. It was a lady, brunette, maybe about 5'6". She was wearing very relaxed clothes, as in a yoga pants, and a simple white button down blouse. The first thing Phoenix notices, though, is the horrific hole right in the center of her forehead.

As the approached her, it was even more gruesome. Torchwick started examining the hole in her head, leaving Phoenix to the rest of the body. Phoenix crouched over her, lifting her right arm up first. When he did this, he saw a brief flash of light coming from her hand. When he examined it closer, his heart sank, as he noticed that she was wearing her wedding ring.

"She was married." Phoenix commented.

"Keep searching." Torchwick responded bluntly. Phoenix simply rolled his eyes, and continued his investigation. Once he was satisfied with the right arm, he moved onto the left one. Here, it was a bit more eye brow raising: There were bruises, all up and down her arm. Phoenix took a moment to examine them, and saw that they ran all the way from her shoulder, to just below where her arm veins were visible. Phoenix turned the arm around, to look at the top side. What he saw was very confusing to him. Nothing. There were no bruises, unlike the other side of it. Phoenix took note of this, thinking this must be important.

Phoenix was done with the arms, and about to start examining her upper and lower body, until...

"Hey, boss, take a look at this!" A cop shouted from about 20 feet away. Phoenix and Torchwick glanced at each other, and got up from their positions, and walked over to the cop.

"Yeah, what is it?" Torchwick grumbled.

"Well... we found her purse in the bushes... sir." The cop responded, afraid.

"...You mean... to tell me... that you called me out... all this way... for some stupid purse?!" Torchwick growled at the cop. Phoenix could note that the cop was visibly shaking in fear, so he decided to intervene.

"Thank you for this information. May I take a look at it?" Phoenix asked.

"Y...Yes sir." The cop handed Phoenix the purse, before running away.

"DON'T FORGET TO TAG THE SPOT IDIOT!" Torchwick yelled at the cop, who simply waved, as he returned to the bushes. Phoenix then opened the one zipper purse, to see everything you'd expect: Makeup, a wallet, a phone, and...

"Whats this?" Phoenix asked aloud, as he help up a piece of paper.

"May I see it?" Torchwick asked. Phoenix obliged, and handed over the paper. It was folded up, so Torchwick unfolded it. It wasn't too large, maybe the size of a notecard. Torchwick began to read it aloud, "'My dear and most beloved friends, welcome to the beginning of you're minds end. As you pull out you're hair out of frustration, you will be acting just like how I anticipated.I hope you are ready to play, because I have been since the first day. You may think my mind is vacated, but I am not over rated.' Then, there's just the Zodiac symbol at the end of it." Torchwick looks at Phoenix, who is contemplating the words. "Okay, so let's go over what we know. I'll say what I think, and, if you think it's wrong, tell me."

"Got it." Phoenix reset his mind, now getting ready to go over Torchwick's line of thought.

"Alright. This guys insane."

"True."

"He killed a married women. This could be an important, but we don't have enough information to confirm that."

"No arguments.

"Then, to kill her, he simply shot her through the head." Phoenix delayed his answer for a moment, a line from the note coming back to him now: You may think my mind is vacated, but I am not over rated.

"I don't think it's that simple." Phoenix finally answered.

"Of all things you don't agree on, it's the obvious." Torchwick scolded, as he rolled his eyes.

"No, hear me out. Do we know her name and profession?" Phoenix asked.

"Hold on, let me check." Torchwick rolled his eyes once again, as he talked on his radio. "Okay, they've identified her as Dr. Joy Sivets."

"Dr... Dr... Dr!" Phoenix ran the word through his mind over and over, until he finally made the connection. He suddenly dropped the purse, and ran over to the body once more.

"Phoenix! What is it?" Torchwick asked, not wanting delay.

"Look at her left arm Torchwick." Phoenix commanded him, as he started unbuttoning her blouse. Torchwick shot him a weird glance, and then proceeded to do so.

"Okay, why the hell are there these many bruises?" Torchwick asked, looking to Phoenix for answers.

"I thought it was strange to, until I heard her profession."

"What... you mean, Doctor?"

"Exactly." Phoenix finally unbuttoned the last button, and looked at Torchwick, "What do Doctors do before the put you asleep for surgery?"

"Yeah, they put an IV in."

"And how do they do it?"

"They feel around for a vein..."

"Okay. Let's say, hypothetically, and as outrageous as it sounds, that our killer isn't a doctor. He has very little experience in doing this, so he pushes down as hard and as forcefully as he can, feeling for the vein."

"I don't know where you're going with this, but keep going." Torchwick allowed him to continue.

"So, let's continue by saying it gets to the point where her arm has to many bruises. What's the next likely thing he would do?"

"Before I do, can I ask how you can back up this story thus far?"

"Well, the line in the note that says, 'You may think my mind is vacated, but I am not over rated.', I think what he's trying to say is he's not stupid. And, I think we would assume him to be pretty dumb to try and find a vein by bruising her arm, correct?"

"That's.. somewhat true... alright. The answer to your question is to find the most obvious vein."

"Exactly. Now, to a normal, everyday person, what do you think their response would be to the question, 'what is the most obvious vein?'?"

"Well... I would guess they would say the heart." Torchwick guessed.

"Exactly." Phoenix responded, as he unsnapped the Doctor's bra, and pulled the left side of it, which revealed a puncture hole, with dried blood all around it.

Torchwick almost fell over, stunned. "How did you know that?"

"Well, I thought back to the message he played, which ended with the bang. I figured the victim would have had to already be dead, or the victim would be yelling during the message. Then, thought back to his note, which stated, again, ' You may think my mind is vacated, but I am not over rated'. It would've been too obvious for it to be a gunshot wound. Then, once you gave me her profession, I thought about the left arm, and all those bruises on one side, and not the other. The heart thing, though, was just a guess."

"Mr. Wright, if you're right about this, I will buy you breakfast, lunch, and dinner for a whole month."

"Well, I hope I'm right then." Phoenix stood up from the body, but not before covering the exposed chest of the victim.

"Welp, Mr. Wright, I think I can handle it form here." Torchwick patted Mr. Wright on the shoulder.

"Are you sure?" Phoenix responded.

"Mr. Wright... it's 1 in the morning." Torchwick pointed to the clock tower that overlooked the park, and it indeed read 1 o'clock. "Go see you're daughter. She's going to be anxious to see you."

"Okay thanks." Phoenix turned to leave, but then turned around one more time. "Hey, is this classified info?"

"To the public, yes. But," Torchwick responded, then leaned over to Phoenix, in a more hushed tone, "I wouldn't mind some other opinions from our friends at Beacon."

"Thank you sir- I mean, Prosecutor Torchwick." Phoenix smiled, as they shook hands.

"Phoenix... this is going to be a doozy." Torchwick commented.

"I know... let's just try to get this done." Phoenix responded, as they broke the hand shake, and walked their separate ways.

Beacon

The room was awkwardly silent. Trucy and Ruby sat next to each other, Tucy's head resting on Ruby's shoulder. Weiss was up and about, pacing back and forth, scratching her in chin in thought as she did. Blake and Yang were also sitting together, but for a different reason: they were sharing a laptop. On the laptop, multiple images and documents were pulled up, one of them being a typed out version of the message they heard in the restaurant. The other documents and pictures were from the first incident. The point of doing all of this was to try to make a connection between the 2 people, and maybe get a lead for Phoenix. But, of course, every possible door was instantly shut, either due to a contradiction, or not having enough information.

"Why do people do this?" Ruby randomly spoke aloud. Trucy picked her head up from Ruby's shoulder when she said this, giving her a curious look, but saying nothing.

"Well, as the old saying goes: Some people just want to watch the world burn." Yang added with an over done smile, trying to help lighten the mood, to no avail, as everyone began to glare at her.

"No, it's a serious question." Ruby clarified, standing up as she did. "Why are there bad guys in this world? Why can't they be, you know, nice?"

"Ruby, where is this coming from?" Yang asked, tilting her head slightly.

"Ruby-" Weiss tried to calm her down, but Ruby's voice kept rising.

"People are dying, Weiss!" Ruby looked at her partner, a pleading gleam appeared in her eyes as she spoke, "Innocent people! Why would anyone want to become someone like this criminal!?" The rest of the room fell silent, as the answer didn't dawn on them.

"Some people say, that, without darkness, there can't be light." A voice suddenly spoke out. All the girls turned to face who it was.

"P-P-Professor Ozpin?" Weiss stammered out. Ozpin gave her an acknowledgment nod, and continued.

"Now, why he, or she, decided to do this, is beyond anyone's comprehension. We may never know why he or she is doing this."

"But when will we know...?" Ruby asked, looking down as she did, pondering this.

"Once we stop this 'thing' from going on a murderous rampage." Another voice spoke up. Everyone but Ozpin looked up to see the familiar voice from the doorway. They saw a focused Phoenix standing there, looking straight forward, out the window.

"Dad!" Trucy got out of her bed, and hugged her father as soon as he came into the room.

"I'm okay, don't worry." Phoenix smiled tiredly for a moment, as he looked at her daughter. But, his face quickly turned serious, as he knew what the first question he would be asked was.

"What did you find out?" Yang asked, closing her laptop, looking at the lawyer. Trucy ended her hug, and sat down next to Ruby, re-positioning her head onto Ruby's shoulder.

"Well, it's not a pretty sight. Let's see, where to start..." Phoenix tol them everything he knew, from the real cause of murder, to the note written to them.

"Well... this is complicated." Blake reflected out loud.

"Yep. I need to ask one more favor from you guys." Phoenix looked at the girls. "I want every single one of you to stay out of this."

"W-Why?" Weiss asked, shocked.

"Because, if he finds out non-law enforcement is on this case as well, he'll raise his game."

"But-" Yang tried to argue, but was quickly shot down.

"No buts." Ozpin added, coming to Mr. Wright's aid. "It seems simple enough. If he wants you 4 to stay out of it, so be it."

"Yes sir..." All the girls responded.

"Also, Mr. Wright," Ozpin got his attention, "I have also set up a room here for you, seeing as you may want to get to sleep as soon as possible for tomorrow."

"Thank you Mr. Ozpin. I graciously accept." Phoenix nodded, and Ozpin left the room. They all said their good night's to Phoenix, as he waved, and went to his room. This will be a doozy. Phoenix's brain though, as he fell asleep the moment he hit the bed.

To be continued...

A/N: I'm gonna keep this short, cuz I want to sleep.

Sorry for the EXTREMELY late upload. This stuff is getting hard. After this arc, I'm sure it will be faster. I kind of have a feeling this is going to be a bad arc, but I'm going to run with it anyways.

Still watching Fairytail, check it out, blah blah blah

Hope you all are having a great week, and hope you guys had a good thanksgiving.

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