Demon Detective: The Stolen Orbs
By: dead_phoenix
Part One
I sat in my makeshift office one Saturday evening, my hat and coat on the stand near the door. I rested in my favorite brown rolling chair behind my brown desk waiting for my brown phone to ring as a brown ceiling fan rotated slowly overhead. A paper sign taped to the outside of my door read "Tokyo Demon: Private Detective." I was fairly new at this business, having asked my owner only two days ago if I could get a job. However, I already new a lot about crimes and I knew about the things you could expect in the downtown Neopia district. This morning I had posted flyers in choice locations stating that I was an investigator for hire. And so, here I sat in my bedroom-made-office waiting for a job. My owner, Dead Phoenix came into my room with a tray full of dinner, which she placed on my desk. She told me not to worry and that I'd get a customer sooner or later, and then left. I grabbed the peanut butter sandwich she left me and stared up at the ceiling, watching the slowly turning fan blades go around and around in endless cycles. Watching Turmaculus sleep would be more fun than this.
Suddenly, almost miraculously, the phone rang. Startled out of my boredom, I picked it up with one of my pristine white paws and answered.
"Uh..Hello?" I said nervously into the phone.
A gruff, aged voice answered, "I'm sorry, I must have the wrong number. I was looking for a detective by the name of Tokyo_Demon.." He sounded a bit stressed out.
"Oh! I'm sorry, that's me. Sorry, I haven't gotten used to answering business calls yet," I answered.
"You don't sound experienced enough to handle my problem, but I really have no choice. Everyone else I hired for this simply quit. Please come to 1442 Riverbed Drive if you're interested."
Then the mysterious caller hung up. I couldn't believe it. A real job! But..the stranger hadn't even given me his name or what the job was. I know its not a good idea to go to a complete strangers house, however, this was my first job offer and I couldn't just chicken out. Riverbed Drive was located in the richer section of Neopia Central. They were the houses of people who owned giant size 900+ shops that were always teeming with customers. People who knew how to gamble and almost always win. People who were total experts at the stock markets ways. Grabbing my detective hat and coat, I ran outside the house, hopped on my bike, and headed to 1442 Riverbed Drive. When I got there, I hopped off and took a good look at the property. You couldn't even call this place a house, as it was practically a castle. It was at least four stories tall and was apparently built of stone. There were towers and arches all over. And the yard, you ask? It simply sprawled for acres. The front double doors had a brass knocker, and a pull chain to the side for a bell that shorter pets could ring if they weren't tall enough. Now that's fancy. Anyway, I knocked on the door and stepped back. A striking middle-aged eyrie in aristocratic clothing answered not long after. His brilliant yellow plumage was dulled at the ends, and his gentle green eyes sparkled in the evening light. He was quite a taller than I was, although I suppose it was because krawks are shorter than eyries. Then again, I myself was at least two feet taller than most normal krawks.
I took off my hat and greeted him. "Hello, my name is Tokyo_Demon and I got a call about a job here."
He nodded, "Of course, come right in and I'll show you."
He turned and went into the mansion, and I followed.
As he led me through the main entrance hall he spoke, "My name is James Taerkwinn the third, also known as Lord Kwinn. I am 58 years old and my family has lived in this manor for generations upon generations. Over the years, my family has acquired a great fortune, and we have many, many priceless artifacts from all over the world. Many of these relics are not only ancient, but they also carry great power. Mister Tokyo, I have called you here today because a troublesome number of these artifacts have been stolen from me. The six Maraquan Orbs, which were recovered near Maraqua, possess a mysterious power that glows from within. Surely you can guess that when they fall into the wrong hands, that the world will be in terrible danger? Well, not totally immediate danger, but they can certainly wipe out entire areas in one go.."
"And you want me to find these Orbs of yours?" I interrupted him.
He nodded, "Yes, that's exactly what I'm saying. The problem is, they've been missing for a while now, and I have no idea where they are. All of the other investigators I hired for this mysteriously decided to quit, and the news hasn't been reporting any strange occurrences, so whoever has the Orbs hasn't used them."
"Well, I'm not sure what to say. Maybe a common criminal stole them and has no idea what to do with them," I said quizzically, "Anyway, why don't you show me the room they were stolen from?" And indeed he did.
The artifact room had the same kind of layout a museum does. Rows and rows of items lay in shining glass cases as security cameras swiveled back and forth over them. I knew there were probably motion detectors as well. Lord Kwinn led me to the center of the room where a large pedestal sat. The glass on top of it had large circular holes cut into it, and shattered glass lay all around. A sharp-bladed aisha sword was left on the ground not too far away.
"The biggest problem is," Lord Kwinn started, "That I can't figure out how they got in or out without the security cameras and the motion and noise detectors picking up at least something."
I picked up the aisha sword and examined it. Oddly enough, black fur was sticking to the handle via static cling. Well, that certainly narrowed down the suspects..
By: dead_phoenix
Part One
I sat in my makeshift office one Saturday evening, my hat and coat on the stand near the door. I rested in my favorite brown rolling chair behind my brown desk waiting for my brown phone to ring as a brown ceiling fan rotated slowly overhead. A paper sign taped to the outside of my door read "Tokyo Demon: Private Detective." I was fairly new at this business, having asked my owner only two days ago if I could get a job. However, I already new a lot about crimes and I knew about the things you could expect in the downtown Neopia district. This morning I had posted flyers in choice locations stating that I was an investigator for hire. And so, here I sat in my bedroom-made-office waiting for a job. My owner, Dead Phoenix came into my room with a tray full of dinner, which she placed on my desk. She told me not to worry and that I'd get a customer sooner or later, and then left. I grabbed the peanut butter sandwich she left me and stared up at the ceiling, watching the slowly turning fan blades go around and around in endless cycles. Watching Turmaculus sleep would be more fun than this.
Suddenly, almost miraculously, the phone rang. Startled out of my boredom, I picked it up with one of my pristine white paws and answered.
"Uh..Hello?" I said nervously into the phone.
A gruff, aged voice answered, "I'm sorry, I must have the wrong number. I was looking for a detective by the name of Tokyo_Demon.." He sounded a bit stressed out.
"Oh! I'm sorry, that's me. Sorry, I haven't gotten used to answering business calls yet," I answered.
"You don't sound experienced enough to handle my problem, but I really have no choice. Everyone else I hired for this simply quit. Please come to 1442 Riverbed Drive if you're interested."
Then the mysterious caller hung up. I couldn't believe it. A real job! But..the stranger hadn't even given me his name or what the job was. I know its not a good idea to go to a complete strangers house, however, this was my first job offer and I couldn't just chicken out. Riverbed Drive was located in the richer section of Neopia Central. They were the houses of people who owned giant size 900+ shops that were always teeming with customers. People who knew how to gamble and almost always win. People who were total experts at the stock markets ways. Grabbing my detective hat and coat, I ran outside the house, hopped on my bike, and headed to 1442 Riverbed Drive. When I got there, I hopped off and took a good look at the property. You couldn't even call this place a house, as it was practically a castle. It was at least four stories tall and was apparently built of stone. There were towers and arches all over. And the yard, you ask? It simply sprawled for acres. The front double doors had a brass knocker, and a pull chain to the side for a bell that shorter pets could ring if they weren't tall enough. Now that's fancy. Anyway, I knocked on the door and stepped back. A striking middle-aged eyrie in aristocratic clothing answered not long after. His brilliant yellow plumage was dulled at the ends, and his gentle green eyes sparkled in the evening light. He was quite a taller than I was, although I suppose it was because krawks are shorter than eyries. Then again, I myself was at least two feet taller than most normal krawks.
I took off my hat and greeted him. "Hello, my name is Tokyo_Demon and I got a call about a job here."
He nodded, "Of course, come right in and I'll show you."
He turned and went into the mansion, and I followed.
As he led me through the main entrance hall he spoke, "My name is James Taerkwinn the third, also known as Lord Kwinn. I am 58 years old and my family has lived in this manor for generations upon generations. Over the years, my family has acquired a great fortune, and we have many, many priceless artifacts from all over the world. Many of these relics are not only ancient, but they also carry great power. Mister Tokyo, I have called you here today because a troublesome number of these artifacts have been stolen from me. The six Maraquan Orbs, which were recovered near Maraqua, possess a mysterious power that glows from within. Surely you can guess that when they fall into the wrong hands, that the world will be in terrible danger? Well, not totally immediate danger, but they can certainly wipe out entire areas in one go.."
"And you want me to find these Orbs of yours?" I interrupted him.
He nodded, "Yes, that's exactly what I'm saying. The problem is, they've been missing for a while now, and I have no idea where they are. All of the other investigators I hired for this mysteriously decided to quit, and the news hasn't been reporting any strange occurrences, so whoever has the Orbs hasn't used them."
"Well, I'm not sure what to say. Maybe a common criminal stole them and has no idea what to do with them," I said quizzically, "Anyway, why don't you show me the room they were stolen from?" And indeed he did.
The artifact room had the same kind of layout a museum does. Rows and rows of items lay in shining glass cases as security cameras swiveled back and forth over them. I knew there were probably motion detectors as well. Lord Kwinn led me to the center of the room where a large pedestal sat. The glass on top of it had large circular holes cut into it, and shattered glass lay all around. A sharp-bladed aisha sword was left on the ground not too far away.
"The biggest problem is," Lord Kwinn started, "That I can't figure out how they got in or out without the security cameras and the motion and noise detectors picking up at least something."
I picked up the aisha sword and examined it. Oddly enough, black fur was sticking to the handle via static cling. Well, that certainly narrowed down the suspects..