XII (Frenzy)
"I trust that you can take on this job." L said
"Have you forgotten who you're talking to? Anyway, how about cutting me some extra if I get the job done? I mean, you said it yourself that I have to take on someone dangerous." replied the man. His dark curly hair tousled by the wind as he strides down the long high end corporate hallway.
"Sergei. Just do the job and try not to get killed, then we'll see" L replied
"Alright!" Sergei said and without another word the call ended. "You only remember me when something like this comes up, what a jerk!" He stopped at a two door office and without even knocking went inside it. No one was there. "The fool must have been scared with what L told him. Now let's see, there are a number of interesting expensive pieces in here. I should try my best not to destroy any off these." He thought as he sat in the huge swiveling chair behind the mahogany table. "Now come at me" he said with a grin.
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Just as L asked them to do, Misa was released. Standing in the curb, Misa thought of what to do next. She clutched the phone in her hands. "After being a victim, I became a suspected terrorist .What next? Misa! What's happening to your life?" She thought as she started walking with her bags behind her. She turned the corner and continued walking down the sidewalk. Her phone rang and she answered it.
"Misa. Watari is on his way to pick you up in the police station. Please wait for him." L said in his usual tone. Misa wished that there would be at least a hint of concern in his voice.
"I'm no longer at the police station."
"Where are you now?" Misa then looked around and saw a diner just across the street.
"At a diner just around the station, in the 21st." She said as she started to cross the street.
"Alright. Just stay there." L said and then the call ended. Misa sighed and then entered the diner, taking the corner seat near the window so that she could easily spot that vintage but classy car drove around by Watari. She placed her arms on the table and rested her head in them. She closed her eyes trying her best not to stress herself out. "Looks like I won't be going home today after all. Looking on the brighter side, I'm going to meet L again, but under this kind of circumstance. Urgh. What did I do wrong to deserve this? Never in my life have I thought of becoming a terrorist or be suspected as one" Misa thought and sighed. She opened her eyes and to her surprise someone took the seat in front of her. The messy honey blonde hair, heterochromic eyes and slightly sun kissed skin. It wasn't just anyone; it was that guy from the subway, only now he was wearing a brown leather jacket.
"You're…" Misa started but before she can say anything the guy swiftly moved to the sit right next to her. She felt something poking her side, a gun.
"Don't do something stupid, like shouting or getting anyone's attention. I'll kill you and I can kill every single soul in this place." He said in almost a whisper. "I'm going to ask you questions and you'll answer me, ok?" Misa nodded in reply. She was starting to feel dizzy.
"How old are you?" he asked. Misa looked at him and answered. "17" She wanted to just shut up but she doesn't get why he had to ask her such trivial questions at a gun point. "Hey , why do you want to know.." she started but was interrupted.
"I do the asking. What's your name?" He stared at her with his heterochromic eyes which were actually tantalizing if only he wasn't this terrifying.
"I won't tell you." Misa knew that this isn't the time for stubbornness but why would she give her name to a complete stranger. "Did you know that I was taken in…." she started to rant but the guy looked at her grimly. She shut up knowing that she might have just shortened her life span.
" Where were you 6 years ago, around December?"
"How the hell should I remember?" she answered and then luckily the waitress came to the table with her fish and chips.
"What should I get your friend here?" asked the waitress smiling with a hint of flirt at the guy.
"I won't need anything. We'd share. Thank you." He replied with an ever so innocent smile.
"Ok" the waitress smiled with a small wink and left.
"Seriously? If she only knew….but hey he's a looker… jeez Misa what are you thinking… he'd kill you stupid!" She thought. She was surprised that the guy started to pick up some of her chips and ate.
"Don't you remember me?" he asked looking a bit softer now.
"What? No, I'm sure we haven't met" Misa said quite surprised with the question.
"They must have made you forget." He smiled bitterly. "We may not meet again but…" he said and then he took her hand and pinky swore with her with a fist bump.
"What…." Misa mumbled.
"Try to remember" he said and then he stood up and left. Misa was left there more confused than ever. "He must have mistaken me for someone else. I knew he killed a lot of people and I'm really scared of him. Hell, my hands are still trembling and I think I'm going to hyperventilate but I feel sad for him, that bitter smile….why?"
10 minutes later a black Audi RS7 park across the street. Misa was surprised that Watari stepped out from the car. She was expecting the vintage car to come and besides a modern car looks a bit weird for the old man. She quickly got up gather her things and left a couple of bills for her food. Watari met her half way and took her things and placed it inside the car. Misa went in and so did Watari and drove off.
"Oh! Watari! I'm so glad to see you!" Misa beamed. "I've become a bother to you again, I'm sorry"
"I'm glad to see that you're fine. It was a good thing that you brought that phone with you" Watari said with a smile.
"It was like luck I guess, that I haven't returned it" She said and then sighed. "Of all the people, I ended up the one getting mixed up in all these." She pouted.
"Things happen for a reason Ms. Amane" Watari said with another smile. Misa smiled too and tried to lean back the seat and closed her eyes. "I feel so tired" she mumbled and she drifted off to sleep.
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"West….West…West…" 1st mumbled as he went up the stairs. "The detective sure did tell him that he's targeted. His house was surrounded by hardened bodyguards but he ain't there. The tracker I attached to his car led me here and I saw him pacing around his office just moments ago, so I'm sure he's here. How many men have he placed in his office, I wonder?" He then quickened his pace "2 more floors"
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Misa slowly opened her eyes and stretched her arms. She sat up thinking that she's still in the car but to her surprise she was on a couch. The room was dimly lit and there wasn't any window in the room and in a corner she spotted L, crouched on his seat focused on reading something.
"Oh men…. I've got to say sorry to Watari again…" Misa mumbled with a loud sigh.
"Why is that?" L said as he stood from his chair and walked towards Misa. He placed a bunch of papers on the floor in front of Misa. He sat on the floor in his usual position and pulled out a lollipop from his pocket and started eating.
"Well, I fell asleep in the car and now I'm here…. I mean he must've carried me here and that's embarrassing…." Misa said.
"He didn't carried you here, I did. It actually hurt my back a bit." He said looking up at her in that usual stoic manner. Misa blushed and on her head she imagined how it must've look like, him carrying her.
"Are you saying I'm heavy!? You really need some exercise Mr.!" She blurted out.
"Here are some files I want you to go through. Just look at the pictures and tell me if any of them looks familiar to you." L said. Misa sat on the floor just across him. She took the bunch of papers and placed them in her lap.
"Thank you" She mumbled looking down at the papers with her. "You helped me again"
"I just did what I have to do."
"Who are these kids anyway?" Misa asked as she went through each paper.
"Those kids were part of a program. They were trained to become killers."
"What?! That's just awful?" Misa said looking up at him for a while and continued what she was doing. She was starting to feel awkward. L was just staring at her saying nothing. She can barely concentrate on what she was doing. She was about to burst out to him when she saw a familiar face on the files in her hand.
"No way…" she mumbled and stared at the photo on the paper. L instantly went closer to her and sat next to her. Misa's heart jumped at their proximity.
"Where have you seen him?" he asked snapping Misa back to reality.
"He was the guy from the subway. Only he's younger here and his eyes are both brown." Misa then remembered that he approached her earlier.
"Hey L" Misa called the detective's attention.
"Yes?" he said looking at her.
"He went up to me when I was in the diner. I'm sorry I forgot to say it right away. He questioned me with a gun point." Misa placed down the guy's file and continued. "He asked me my age and my whereabouts 6 years ago in December. He asked me if I remember him and then he told me that 'They made you forget'. He pinky swore with me and told me to remember. I don't know him though"
"Where were you 6 years ago in December?" L asked taking the files from her.
"In Japan. My family always spends the whole month of December together at home"
"He must've mistaken you for somebody then." L concluded and then he stood up and went back to his laptop.
"He smiled bitterly you know. I was so scared of him but he was so sad, I felt it." Misa said sitting back up at the couch and watched L work.
"Is that so? Do you pity him?" L asked without looking at her, absorb with whatever he was doing.
"I don't know….. I mean he did something wrong but there must be a reason. He must've been controlled by someone. I mean he was part of that program right…." Misa explained.
L stopped typing and looked at Misa with those dark judging eyes of his. After a while he just resumed what he was doing without uttering a word.
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"So he came" Sergei thought as he tented his fingers and sighed. "Anytime now"
The door busted open and a couple of silenced shots were fired at the seat facing away from the door behind the mahogany table. Sergei watched as the guy walked further into the room, scanning it. "It's just a lad" he thought but then it doesn't matter who it is anyway. He came out from hiding and locked the guy's neck with an arm, grabbing the wrist, twisting it to make him drop the gun.
The gun dropped on the floor but despite Sergei's strength and grip, the guy was able to release himself from the lock. Without any words the guy attacked him in frenzy. Sergei though, with all his experience and skills dodged or blocked each attacks thrown at him. "He's got skills and his hits are pretty strong but he is too agitated."
Sergei managed to land a solid punch on his face, followed up with a punch in the solar plexus. "You're lucky, L wanted you alive" he thought. To his surprise the guy didn't even flinched. "Impossible. Have my punches rusted already?" In one swift motion a blade appeared in the guy's hand and he tried to target Sergei's neck but he was able to dodge the attack.
"No one messes with 1st" mumbled the guy.
"What pride you have? Calling yourself #1 already?" Sergei said with a small laugh and found an opening and in one quick and well executed hip throw, he sent 1st sprawling on the floor. "What's wrong with this kid?" he thought as he saw a confident smiled on the guy's face. Quickly 1st stood up and started attacking Sergei again.
"He's drugged. He's numb from the pain." 1st continued on his attacks and finally he landed a kick on Sergei's side. Sergei groaned in pain but he was quick enough to catch the leg that hit him before it retracted. With one swift and strong elbow attack to the guy's knee cap, Sergei was able to send him falling on the floor. There was a snapping sound, he was sure that he broke the kid's leg. Not a tear or a wince of pain came from the kid which really surprised Sergei.
Sergei pushed the blade and the gun away from the kid. 1st placed a pill in his mouth and swallowed it the instant Sergei looked away for a while.
"Shit! What was that?!" Sergei said just seeing a glimpse of what the kid did and wasn't able to stop him.
"You can't win. You die." mumbled 1st.
"Stupid! That's not how it is!" Sergei exclaimed and was about to make the kid puke out the pill but the kid said something that stopped him.
"Thank you. You'd be after the others, please tell them I'd wait."1st then drew his last breath. Sergei, despite being the tough guy that he is felt bad for the kid.
He stood up and took out his phone. "You made me lose the extra money. Damn kid" he mumbled. He was about to call L when he heard a series of explosions from the floors below. He looked out the window and saw that a number of floors below are on fire. He decided that it was time to get out of there.
Moments later Sergei was just another face in the crowd, watching the firemen at work. "I should call him now" he thought as he started to walk away from the crowd.
"L" he started.
"How was it?"
"The kid killed himself, took a pill. He was a pretty good fighter though and was numb, drugged probably."
"Is that so. Too bad. I expect that you didn't left him lying around in West's office."
"Of course not." Sergei said with a small laugh
"What did you do with him?"
"That's mine to know. Anyway why bother. The kid planted bombs in 3 different floors of the building. The men are busy bringing down bodies, both of the wounded and dead. With the kids last words I feel like he planned to die. Damn, the kid thanked me and told me to tell the others that he'd wait." Sergei said as he started walking down the street.
"Thank you. Your pay would be left in the same place as before, check it tomorrow morning."
"Sure, sure." He said and then the call ended.
"The world sure is cruel." He said to himself as he waited for the red light before crossing the street.
"It is indeed" replied some guy who stood behind him.
Not even able to get a look at the guy, Sergei dropped dead on the pedestrian.
People were screaming and a woman who stood near him froze in her place, her eyes feasting on his exploded skull. Blood and gray matter mixed. Witnesses tossed and turned trying to find the assailant but just like that he was gone.
"That was for 1st" whispered the assailant as he made his escape. Entering an alley several blocks from the scene, he dumps his jacket and hat in a dumpster. He quickly climbed the emergency exit stairs and once on top of the building he made a call.
"3rd here" he said lighting a cigarette. "Master, 1st is dead."
"What?" came the confused reply.
"Saw it with my own eyes. I was watching him from the building across. He lost the fight and so he ended his life. I took care of the guy he fought with" 3rd tried his best to hide the grief he felt. 1st was like a little brother to him.
'This is really… unexpected but this is the more reason for us to continue on."
"I know. I'm sorry I know we can't afford to lose any manpower. I tried to get to him but didn't make it in time. I shall get going now Master" then he ended the call and thought of where to go next.
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* To the one who noticed that this fanfic is inspired by Dexter kudos to you my dear! Hahaha I love Dexter a lot! Not only that this is inspired by Dexter but this is sort of loosely based on Preston and Child's Pendergast Novels (I saw the similarities with L and their main character Special Agent A.X.L Pendergast) *Not an advertisement for their books but you guys should really give their books a try*
