Author's note: I'm sorry this took so long, I was busy with school. And for those you as asking about "Set Your Sails for Adventure!" the manga hasn't been updated yet, so I can't post anything for that story. I'm sorry. Well, please enjoy this one and please leave reviews! GOODBYE AND GOODNIGHT!


Chapter 8 - And then there was two.

"Charlie, what's the matter?" I asked.

"We have a job to do Angel." He said. "I already called your fellow angels and Bosley. You are to meet them at the restaurant in front of the Octagon in Amusia that's sponsoring the UFC."

"Really?! Wow, I'm already there." I said.

"Really? Well then, it won't take you too long to get to the restaurant. Now hurry, the rest of the Angels and Bosley are on their way." Charlie said.

"I'm on my way!" I rushed towards the restaurant to meet Bosley and the rest of my team. But I had a strange feeling, that the job that we would be working on, would have something to do with the strangling.

When I arrived at the restaurant, two very familiar women were waiting in front of the door. One of them had brunette hair up to her shoulders, and she was wearing a White Choker Neck Bare Shoulders Flare Top with blue bell bottom jeans and black ankle boots. The other was a blonde whose hair went a little past her shoulders; she wore Blue Satin Halter Top with white bell bottom jeans, and tanned color ankle boots.

"Well looks like our little photographer has finally arrived." The brunette laughed. "I hope Peter's treating you well."

"Tell me, are you having fun looking at all half-naked, muscular men around here?" The blonde laughed this time.

"Jill, Sabrina, how did you know I was here as Peter's photographer?" I asked.

"Simple, but first let's talk inside," Sabrina said and we all walked inside.

A waiter lead to a table and Bosley had a few papers with him.

"Alright angels, listen up. We have been hired by the manager of the Octagon to find out who's been killing girls." Bosley said.

"Wait Bosley, so there been more than one girl dead?" I asked. "How come I've never heard of anything?"

"Well, you see. There's been 4 strangling in the past month. The manager has been keeping this a secret, because of the UFC tournament. If these killings got out it could cancel the UFC and ruin him big time." Bosley answered.

"So then what are our covers?" Sabrina asked.

"Sabrina and Jill, Charlie wants you to do a background check on all the girls that have to die and go to their parents to see what they all have in common," Bosley said.

"Uh huh, I don't even want to know what Charlie has for me," I said.

"Heh, well, Charlie wants you to keep doing what you're doing and see if you can find out who killed these girls," Bosley said. "And be careful. We don't want you to be next."

Sabrina, Jill and I exchanged worried glances with one another. Sabrina and Jill got the easy part, I got the hard part. Each one of the fighters could be a suspect, well, except Xander. He's not here yet. But, Ryoma has been here. Could he be the murder? And if he is, was going to be his next victim. I walked into the hotel and sat in the lounge. My head was filled with worry, fear, and uncertainty.

"Oy. This is one crazy case." I sighed.

"There you are!"

I turned around and saw Ryoma coming towards me.

"Do you have any idea how worried I was? I was afraid something bad happened to you again." Ryoma said.

"No. But something might..." I muttered.

"What?"

"It's nothing Ryoma..."

"Hey, are you ok?" Ryoma asked.

"Yes, I'm fine," I answered.

"Come," Ryoma ordered. "Let's go to my penthouse. I'll serve you some drinks there."

Ryoma held my hand and guided me to his penthouse. Ryoma held my hand tightly as we walked to his penthouse. When we arrived, I stood in awe on how beautiful this place was. There was a beautiful black marble bar to my left, with three hanging lights, and several glass bottles of wine behind it. Also a mini stainless steel refrigerator on the bottom. In front of the bar was an elegant lounge area, with four white couches and a glass table in the middle. Next to the couches were stairs that lead upstairs. Next to me there were two doors. No idea where those two go. In front of all this, was large glass windows, almost like a glass wall. It stopped right at the two doors. Outside, there was a long white stone deck, with four red couches and a fire in the middle. The whole place was the colors of Hoshido, white, red and gold. Mainly white and red.

"Well, how do you like it?" Ryoma smirked, as he walked over to the bar. "Nice isn't it?"

"Yes. It's incredible." I said.

"I'm glad you like it." Ryoma handed me a glass of ice water. "Here. Or would you like champagne instead?"

"No this is good, thank you," I said. Taking a sip of my ice water.

"So tell me, where did you go after you left the Octagon?" Ryoma asked. "When I found out you left I became very concerned."

I knew Ryoma couldn't be the killer...or could he? I mean, what do I really know about him? Well, besides the fact that he's from the Byakuya family, I know nothing else. Ryoma is such a kind and loving person, not to mention extremely serious and always has a stoic expression. But there are several other fighters here, so there's no definite suspect yet. But, that means there all suspects.

"Rebecca, are you ok?" Ryoma's voice was louder this time.

"Oh ah, sorry about that. I was just, lost in my thoughts. Sorry." I laughed it off.

Ryoma took a sip of his drink while he raised an eyebrow. He didn't like my answer. He knew I was hiding something. He just didn't know what. Ryoma acted similar as Xander. They both were extremely smart and they were both very suspicious. And they matched other similar qualities too. They were just too proud to admit it.

"Rebecca. Tell me, what are you doing tonight?" Ryoma asked. But it sounded more like an order than a question.

"I don't think I'm doing anything tonight," I answered.

"That's good. Then you can come here tonight. I'll order some food for us and later maybe we can watch a movie."

I spurted out my water and started choking.

"Rebecca are you all right?!" Ryoma started patting my back.

"Yeah-Yeah I'm fine *cough cough* I just swallowed it wrong *cough*" I said.

"Hmmm, so, do I have a yes?"

My phone started ringing. "Aaaaaaah, hold that thought."

I walked into one of the rooms and shut the door. Then I answered my phone. "Hello."

"Rebecca I have some news to tell you." It was Bosley.

"What do you have for me, Bosley?" I asked.

"Well, all the girls were strangled, but, one of the girls put up a struggle. She had skin fragments under her fingernails."

"Well that means whoever did it is probably caring around some scratch marks," I said. "That shouldn't be too hard to find."

"I hope so. You have no idea how worried I am about you."

"Really Bosley? I had no idea you cared." I said in a sarcastic tone.

"Hmph! Well, Charlie worried about you too. The man who strangled these three girls has got to be extremely strong, in order to kill them so quickly."

"You're right. Hey, do have the background checks on these wrestlers yet? There are 24 in all, soon to be 25."

"What do you mean Rebecca?"

"Xander Anya is coming to the Octagon. And I know for certain that they'll let him enter. The Anya family is the most powerful family in all of Nohr. And I'm sure that the rates will go through the roof when they make Xander and Ryoma fight each other."

"Hmmm, your right. But, I think I'll do a background check on Xander still. Both him and Ryoma Byakuya. They're both definite subjects." Bosley told me.

"How? Xander's not here. And Ryoma has been training for his big fight against Xander." I added.

"They are the two strongest fighters in the Octagon. One grab on the neck from those two and you're dead in secs. And not even that!"

"...Point taken."

"And Charlie is really worried about you being around Ryoma Byakuya so much. If Ryoma is the killer, you could be in great danger."

"...I don't think Ryoma is the killer Bosley."

"I'm sorry Rebecca. But you still must be careful."

"I will Bosley. I will."

"All right. Goodbye, Rebecca. And please be careful."

"Ok Bosley. Bye." Then I hung up.

I let what Bosley said sink in. I felt my heart sink deeper and deeper into me the more I thought about these things.
*knock knock* "Rebecca are you done yet?" I heard Ryoma's voice from the other side of the door.

I opened the door. "Sorry Ryoma if I took too long. I just finished." I walked right past him.

"Is everything alright? You look pale." Ryoma narrowed his eyes.

"I do? Sorry, I can't tell." I smiled and shrugged. I knew Ryoma was suspicious, but, he's starting to know something's wrong. And if he is the murderer, then I'm going to be in trouble.
Ryoma let out a sigh. "Fine.

But can you at least give me an answer if you're free tonight?"

"Huh? Oh yeah. Um. Sure. I'd love to come here tonight." I smiled.

Ryoma chuckled, as he patted my head. "I just can't get over on how cute you are."

I smiled back. "I hope that's a compliment."

He kissed my forehead. "Please be careful Rebecca. The last thing I want is for you to get hurt."

I moved away from him and headed to the door. "I'll be fine Ryoma. Don't worry; I'm not some innocent, naive child."

"That's exactly what you are." Ryoma snapped.

I laughed as I left the room and shut the door behind me. I started to walk back to my room when I heard some noise in the dining hall. I opened one of the doors and looked around before entering. All was quiet, and not a soul in sight. I walked into the room and quietly closed the door behind me. I walked around, looking and listening for anything weird.

"I could have sworn I heard noises in here," I muttered.

As I looked around, I saw a streak of red liquid on the floor. I followed it and when I reached the end, I nearly screamed. At the end of the red streak, was a dead body. A woman's to be exact. She had short blonde hair, wearing a purple silk blouse with black skinny jeans and brown boots. Also, there were several spots where her blood was soaked by her clothes. I examine the wounds and notice that she was stabbed five times. Two on her chest, one on her stomach, a cut on her neck and one on her left thigh.

By the wounds on her, I could tell she was stabbed by a small dagger. I looked around to see if I could find the murder weapon, sadly nothing. I pulled my phone out of my side pocket and dialed a number. The phone started ringing, and then someone picked up.

"Hello?" A man answered.

"Bosley, it's me, Rebecca. I got news."

"What is it, Rebecca?" Bosley asked.

"There's been another murder, and I think it's by another person," I answered

"Why?"

"Because this murder is different. The other three women were strangled, but this woman was stabbed five times with a knife."

"Great..." Bosley sighed. "I'll tell Charlie now and the girls when they get back. Meanwhile, you REALLY need to be careful. If your suspicions are correct, then there are two murderers on the loose. Which mean twice the danger."

"Don't worry Bosley I'll be fine," I reassured him. "I hope..."