Aoko: This is the end

Sonoko: Of the series?

Akako: No, the arc

Sonoko: Oh good, I was getting tired

Akako: Don't rejoice yet, we're yet to be through with you

(Sonko stares at Akako frowning)

Sonoko: Huh?

Aoko: Konsu does not own Magic Kaito or Detective Conan

Akako: Be glad that he doesn't or we all be doomed to nothingness


There was not much that could be done in this situation. What he was told was simply devastating. Kaito wanted to cry, he wanted to scream, he wanted to break everything around him. It was not fair, it was not right. The Black Organization was too through with getting the job done. To think such a thing would happen to him if he was not killed. It was truly infuriating. Making sure that it was not just a nightmare turned reality, Kaito tries to moves his legs, his arms, but nothing; he could not move them at all. Tears well up in his eyes, despair grips his heart like a cold metal claw, it was not fair, it just was not fair. Over, everything was over. His dreams, his career as a magician, everything was all over. Trembling terribly, Kaito screams, his despair reaching the ears of everyone within listening distance.

By his side, watching on in tears was Aoko. The woman could do nothing but cry. There was nothing else she could do, nothing else but hug the weeping man. Outside the door, frozen to the spot was Mai.

'A lie, it has to be a lie.'

She wanted nothing more to believe what she heard was a lie, but it was not, Kaito's cry was proof of this. The reality of the situation quickly sets in. Cold, she felt cold. The feeling of coldness she feels whenever she thinks of her mother grows stronger. This feeling, this intoxicating feeling, it was truly overwhelming. Heart pounding loudly in her ears, Mai clutches her chest tightly. It hurts, it really did. Not since the day she awakened to the reality that her mother died has she felt like this. This feeling, this intoxicating feeling was truly overwhelming.

'I recognize this feeling.'

Yes, she recognizes this feeling all too well. It was hatred, pure uncontrolled hatred. Tears spill down her cheeks at the wicked feeling. She wanted to escape it. So she runs, and she runs fast down the hall. She did not care who saw her tear stained face, she had to escape it. Running fast, Mai takes no notice of the people she passes; she did not know it was her old group of friends. No, none of that mattered. All that did was escaping the pain in her chest, the pain that was slowly overtaking her being. So she runs, and continues to run. She does not know how long she has run, but she knew it was for a long time, because before she knew it, Mai was home, staring at her house, panting heavily, and face red in her exhaustion. Coughing harshly, Mai bends down to catch her breath. For nearly a minute she coughs and wheezes, the strain on her body catching up with her instantly. After another minute of coughing, Mai stands up straight and makes her way to the door. Fishing in her pockets for her keys, she grabs it, and unlocks the door. Opening it, she quickly enters her home and shuts the door with a bang, and without warning, she runs once more.

Before she knew it, Mai was in her brother's magic room. She stares at all his tools, all the things he uses for his performances. His life of magic, all of it was in this room. The tricks he practiced to perfection, all of it was here. The same tricks he will never be able to use again, they were all in this room. Hiccupping, Mai backs up against the poster of Kaito's father, her heart aching once more. Leaning back on it, the poster suddenly turns, revealing a hidden door, and Mai falls through. Screaming loudly, Mai falls, thankfully not for too long, and she lands on the ground with a thud. Groaning, she glances around the room, trying to get a fix on her current location. Having been with the family for years, Mai has never been in this room. There were even more materials for magic tricks in this room. Staring at it all, there was something that catches Mai's attention, three things. On a stand there was a silk white hat, a white mantle and monocle. It took a moment, but Mai recognizes those objects, she recognizes them too well.

"These are…no way."

There was no doubt about it. Those objects belonged to Kaitou Kid, those were his garbs. She touches the mantle in awe, not believing what was before her eyes. Feeling the fabric, Mai's mind begins to wonder. Slowly things begin to connect. She could not believe it. Kaito, her big brother, her master was Kaitou Kid, the very same guy who inspired her to learn magic in the first place. Even now, as she thinks of this, her hatred and depression grows. She did not know what to do. She could not let things stand as they were. Those guys in black have gone too far. To take away her brother's life in such a way was unforgivable. As she stares at the clothes of Kaitou Kid, a plan slowly forms in Mai's mind. Slowly, ever so slowly as the plan forms, Mai tries on Kaitou Kid's clothes. They were too big for her at the moment, maybe even when she grows taller, they would still be too big for her. This was not a problem however, she could learn to stitch during that time, and make the proper adjustments to the clothes. Yes, she could, she could do such a thing.

"Kaitou…Kid," The name almost felt for foreign on Mai's lips. "Kaitou Kid," Strangely enough however, the name felt strangely comforting. "Mai Kuroba the Kaitou Kid," That did not sound quite right. "Ayumi Yoshida…the Kaitou Kid." Yes, that sounded better, but it was a name Mai could not use.

"Or can I?"

Yes, a plan was slowly forming in Mai's mind, a plan that required the revival of Kaitou Kid and Ayumi Yoshida. Not only would this plan put her in great danger, it would most likely drench her life in blood. No, that was wrong. Her life was already drenched in blood. Her mother's dead body, she could picture it even now. The sight of it, the memory, it fuels her resolve to do what must be done. The sound of her brother's cries, it fuels her resolve further. She would find them, she will make them pay, she will make them all pay, this is something she swears to her soul.

"I don't understand, but my heart…it's pounding so loudly. Is this excitement? Or is this something else?"

She will make them pay, not as Mai Kuroba, but as Ayumi Yoshida the Kaitou Kid. It will take a while, but she'll do it, one step at a time. Staring at her reflection in the mirror, Mai smirks through her tears, giving her best poker face.

"Forgive your child mother, but she'll," Mai shakes her head. "Ayumi will be doing things you will never ever approve of."

XxXxXxXxXx

Elsewhere, Akako stares at the sky feeling a change in the wind. She could feel it, the change that should not have occurred. The White Dove will be dyed red in the near future. She could see it, she could feel it, and if she could feel this, it also meant that the one watching over her would feel it as well. Ghosts were not her forte, but she could feel one in the city, a powerful one at that. However she was not worried, she knew who the ghost was, because the ghost had visited her once before and asked her a favor once it became aware that she could see it.

"Keep her alive, that's all I ask."

It was a simple request, one that she could fulfill without much difficulty. She had an ally, maybe even two now. Such a thing would not be difficult for her. Her allies were reliable afterall.

"Can you take me home?" Akako stares at her ally. "I need my evening cup of tea."

Leaned up against a motorcycle was Akako's ally, Masumi Sera (22). The woman was staring at Akako with a raised eyebrow.

"I am not your butler," Sera rolls her eyes. "Hurry up, I'm worried about the little girl."

Hopping on her motorcycle, Sera gives the silently staring Akako a flat stare.

"Are you coming or not?"

Not bothering to give Sera a response, Akako silently gets on the motorcycle behind her friend and wraps her arms around the woman securely. Rolling her eyes once more, Sera takes off into the night.

XxXxXxXxXx

This was not something Conan ever expected to happen. To think that Sonko out of all people would discover that he was Shinichi Kudo, well, was Shinichi Kudo. He did not know how she found out, but the fact was, she did, and now she holds an intense grudge against him. Well, he did not know that for sure, but how she glared at him with the gun aimed at his face proved what he believed.

"What a mess."

Now here he was, sitting alone in his room, staring at four photographs. One of which was of Shinichi and Ran, another was of him and Ran, the third was of him and the Detective Boys minus Haibara with Two-Mix, Inspector Megure and Detective Takagi, and the last was of him, the Detective Boys, Ran, Sonoko, Heji, Kazuha and Kogoro. Here he was reminiscing about the past. It was sad really, but it was something Conan did from time to time whenever he was feeling bad. It was not a healthy habit, but it was something. At least it was not as bad as Haibara's habits…that girl sulks and mopes for hours while looking at old photos. He sulks for an half hour at most. This was beside the point however. His eyes drift on the smiling face of Ayumi. It was odd, but when he looks at her, he sees Mai's smirking face. Now that he had a picture of Ayumi right in front of his face, he could not help but think that Mai is something Ayumi would look like if she was older. Sure the attitude was very off, but the face was there.

"Ayumi-chan."

Thnking of Ayumi distresses Conan further, so he had to shift his thoughts to something positive.

"At least we caught one of those Black Cloth guys."'

And like that Conan be\comes distress once more as he thinks of the scream of despair he heard from Kaito earlier that day. His head drops in remembrance. This was doing nothing to better his mood, not at all.

"The Organization must be stopped."

They had to be stopped, because if not, only more people will fall to their evil ways. It was not just about him anymore, it never was, but this recent incident has really made Conan think of what had to be done. Things were not good, it was not good at all. From the incidents he was aware of, he knew things were far from good. In order of sequence, first it was Haibara and her sister, then him, then Haibara again, then Ayuni and her mother, and finally Kaito. Yes, Conan was aware of the incident between Ayumi's mother and the BO. Jodei explained everything to him a few days after the deaths of Ayumi and Shizuru. It was shocking to know that Ayumi's mother was an FBI Agent and that she was tracking the movements of the BO. The woman knew she was going to die soon, which is why she left key information for Jodie, key information that was destroyed, yet copied for Jodie to use in cornering them. It was the same information Conan now held in his hand in the form of a USB Device, the same device Jodie had given him earlier.

"Let's see what Shizuru-san dug up about those Black Cloth Thugs."

XxXxXxXxXx

Days passed, and Mai had not seen the light of day since her Kaito has been hospitalized. It was for this reason that Aoko was home searching for the missing girl. Kaito wanted to see her, he was very worried about her. In truth, Aoko too was worried about the girl. Not since Kaito was hospitalized did they hear word from Mai. They both were frantic, thinking that the people who paralyzed Kaito had taken Mai. It was a scary thought; this is why Aoko was home. Thankfully she was not alone. With her were two friends, one was Sonoko, her partner, and the other was an old friend, Saguru Hakuba (22).

"She's been alone for four days now?" Questions Hakuba frowning. "With no parental guidance?"

It was not Aoko who answers, but Sonoko.

"It's not that we did so by choice. With the state Kaito is, we've been a little preoccupied."

Hearing no response, Sonoko glares at Hakuba and frowns seeing him staring at the picture of Kaito's father, Toichi Kuroba. He stares at it intently, seeing the family resemblance between him and Kaito. Reaching out for it, he stops hearing a voice.

"Aoko-nee…and others…hey."

Sitting on the wall, actually sitting on the wall was Mai. The girl had a book in her hand, staring at them all blankly. The girl was clad in black and white in an outfit that was similar to Kaitou Kid's. The sight made Hakuba's eyebrows shoot up in surprise. He did not care what anyone else thought, but he knew without a doubt that Kaito was Kaitou Kid. The evidence he gathered during his years as a high school student proved this. And now, as he stared at the blank girl, the blank girl who was slowly starting smirk like the thief he chased after many years ago, he knew without a doubt that a new Kaitou Kid would be born again. When? He did not know, but he knew it would be soon, and when that time came, he would be ready to take him down.

Yes, despite everything that had happened, things were going to be very interesting in the coming years, and Hakuba would be sure to be around when the ball starts rolling.


Aoko: And that ends this arc

Akako: It was interesting…very much so

Sonoko: Yeah it was

(?): It's only going to get even more so from here

(A teenage girl walks into the studio grinning from ear to ear)

Aoko: You, you're

(The girl smirks takes a big bow)

(?): Ayumi Yoshida, seventeen year old girl, at your service. The start of the next arc will be called, The Ghost of Ayumi, The Revival of Kaitou Kid Arc…get ready, it's gonna be big

Akako: Bigger than you'll possibly imagine

Ayumi: You got that right

Sonoko: I can't wait (Sonoko reads the script and grins). I really can't wait

(Curtain falls ending the arc)