Demon Detective: The Stolen Orbs
By: dead_phoenix
Part Two
It had appeared that this criminal had not done a very good job cleaning up after itself. "What do you think?" asked Lord Kwinn. Thoughts bubbled through my mind. There have been many reports of shadow aishas breaking in and stealing things. However, there was only one aisha I knew, whose name was Zifear. He used to live in my house, with Dead and I and all the other pets. But one day he went through a massive identity crisis and ran away. He never did like to clean though, and I was almost completely sure it was him who had stolen the orbs.
"I know of an aisha by the name of Zifear. The way the orbs were stolen seems to fit him. You know, messy and evidence everywhere," I said slowly.
"So you think it could be him that has them?" asked Kwinn again.
"Yea, I think it was him. I can't think of anyone else who could've done it. But..I can't explain how he got in and out of here without being detected by your security systems," I said to him.
It seemed I had this case pretty much solved. I put my hat back on, turned to him, and said, "I'll go look for him right now. I'll get those orbs back or my name isn't Tokyo_Demon, which it is."
As I made my way out of the house, Kwinn called after me, "Thank you young detective! Good luck."
My bike was still waiting outside. I jumped on it, waved farewell to Kwinn, and rode off into the heart of Neopia Central. Neopia Central is one of those cities that grow outward, with literal rings of different aged developments. The oldest areas are the interior rings. No one really lives there anymore. All that's left are factories, warehouses, and the occasional small store whose owner refuses to relocate somewhere better. It's also where a lot of the evildoers hang out. Scammers, cheaters, hackers, you can find them all here somewhere. Pets classified as wicked and untrustworthy hang out in small gangs. Then you have what I guess you would call a neopet 'crime lord'. Those are the pets that are truly hate worthy and are bent on taking over the world any way they possibly can. They love to use the old warehouses as their hideouts, and they usually have quite a few followers. From what I read about the aisha crimes, Zifear seemed to be a horrible thief. I wondered if I could trust him anymore. As I pedaled through the streets, I had no idea where to start looking for him. I had to find him soon though. If the sun set before I found him, it would be like trying to find a needle in a haystack. I hopped off my bike and walked it beside me. As I walked, I poked my head down a few alleys, but I didn't see anyone. There was broken glass on the ground from the old stores whose windows had been broken when someone had decided to go a' looting. A strong breeze had picked up, and my hat was blown off and down a dark alley. That just so happened to be my favorite hat, so I dropped my bike and gave chase. My hat rode the wind, went tumbling in the dirt and then settled next to a small cardboard box. I reached down to pick it up when suddenly a small black paw from within the box reached out and grabbed it before I could.
"Is this your hat, shiny white pet? What's such a spoiled thing like you doing so far away from home?" inquired a familiar voice.
"Zifear? Is that you?" I asked, pulling my hat up.
A tiny black aisha clung to it as he dangled a good 4 feet off the ground. "Yes! Yes! Now put me down!" he cried.
I set him back down and pulled the hat away. To him it must have seemed like I lifted him up higher than I really did. He was barely a foot and a half tall, while I was nearly 5'6". He sighed aggravatedly as I dusted off the hat and put it back on.
"Why'd you ever leave home?" I asked him.
"I don't remember what's real anymore, this or my dreams of being a human. I just need to get away from everyone and figure this out on my own," he replied while grooming himself.
"Oh. I see. Well Zifear, I need to ask you something else..something more important, and please be honest with me. Did you steal a bunch of orbs from an eyrie named James Taerkwinn?"
He stopped for a moment and stared at me, then more grooming. "As a matter of fact, no. You know I don't like to steal, Tokyo," he answered.
"But whoever stole them used an aisha sword and had black fur!" I exclaimed.
He glared at he and spoke sternly, "Just because that's your only evidence does not mean it was me. I thought you were smart enough to figure out that there are hundreds, probably thousands of shadow aishas in Neopia, and just because I'm the only one you know doesn't mean that I stole them. I thought you were a psychic Tokyo, can't you tell I'm innocent!?"
He was mad. He'd never yelled at me before. "I'm sorry. I can't read minds, you know. I just thought that-"
"Thought what? Thought that all the burglaries committed by shadow aishas were by me?? You make me sick, you mindless lizard!" Now I felt bad. I knew he was right though. I hadn't really been thinking about who could've done what. I'm just a newbie at this job. I'd been wrong to assume it was him stealing things.
"Look, Zifear. I'm sorry. I really am. You're right you know. I apologize. Can you ever forgive me?" I asked.
He had his back turned to me. "Hmmph. Maybe," he answered, "It might take me awhile to forgive that from you."
"Alright. Hey listen, I know its rude of me to ask, and I don't know if you'll help or not, but do you have any idea as to who did steal the orbs?" I sighed to him.
He twitched one of his many ears before answering, "Perhaps I do.."
By: dead_phoenix
Part Two
It had appeared that this criminal had not done a very good job cleaning up after itself. "What do you think?" asked Lord Kwinn. Thoughts bubbled through my mind. There have been many reports of shadow aishas breaking in and stealing things. However, there was only one aisha I knew, whose name was Zifear. He used to live in my house, with Dead and I and all the other pets. But one day he went through a massive identity crisis and ran away. He never did like to clean though, and I was almost completely sure it was him who had stolen the orbs.
"I know of an aisha by the name of Zifear. The way the orbs were stolen seems to fit him. You know, messy and evidence everywhere," I said slowly.
"So you think it could be him that has them?" asked Kwinn again.
"Yea, I think it was him. I can't think of anyone else who could've done it. But..I can't explain how he got in and out of here without being detected by your security systems," I said to him.
It seemed I had this case pretty much solved. I put my hat back on, turned to him, and said, "I'll go look for him right now. I'll get those orbs back or my name isn't Tokyo_Demon, which it is."
As I made my way out of the house, Kwinn called after me, "Thank you young detective! Good luck."
My bike was still waiting outside. I jumped on it, waved farewell to Kwinn, and rode off into the heart of Neopia Central. Neopia Central is one of those cities that grow outward, with literal rings of different aged developments. The oldest areas are the interior rings. No one really lives there anymore. All that's left are factories, warehouses, and the occasional small store whose owner refuses to relocate somewhere better. It's also where a lot of the evildoers hang out. Scammers, cheaters, hackers, you can find them all here somewhere. Pets classified as wicked and untrustworthy hang out in small gangs. Then you have what I guess you would call a neopet 'crime lord'. Those are the pets that are truly hate worthy and are bent on taking over the world any way they possibly can. They love to use the old warehouses as their hideouts, and they usually have quite a few followers. From what I read about the aisha crimes, Zifear seemed to be a horrible thief. I wondered if I could trust him anymore. As I pedaled through the streets, I had no idea where to start looking for him. I had to find him soon though. If the sun set before I found him, it would be like trying to find a needle in a haystack. I hopped off my bike and walked it beside me. As I walked, I poked my head down a few alleys, but I didn't see anyone. There was broken glass on the ground from the old stores whose windows had been broken when someone had decided to go a' looting. A strong breeze had picked up, and my hat was blown off and down a dark alley. That just so happened to be my favorite hat, so I dropped my bike and gave chase. My hat rode the wind, went tumbling in the dirt and then settled next to a small cardboard box. I reached down to pick it up when suddenly a small black paw from within the box reached out and grabbed it before I could.
"Is this your hat, shiny white pet? What's such a spoiled thing like you doing so far away from home?" inquired a familiar voice.
"Zifear? Is that you?" I asked, pulling my hat up.
A tiny black aisha clung to it as he dangled a good 4 feet off the ground. "Yes! Yes! Now put me down!" he cried.
I set him back down and pulled the hat away. To him it must have seemed like I lifted him up higher than I really did. He was barely a foot and a half tall, while I was nearly 5'6". He sighed aggravatedly as I dusted off the hat and put it back on.
"Why'd you ever leave home?" I asked him.
"I don't remember what's real anymore, this or my dreams of being a human. I just need to get away from everyone and figure this out on my own," he replied while grooming himself.
"Oh. I see. Well Zifear, I need to ask you something else..something more important, and please be honest with me. Did you steal a bunch of orbs from an eyrie named James Taerkwinn?"
He stopped for a moment and stared at me, then more grooming. "As a matter of fact, no. You know I don't like to steal, Tokyo," he answered.
"But whoever stole them used an aisha sword and had black fur!" I exclaimed.
He glared at he and spoke sternly, "Just because that's your only evidence does not mean it was me. I thought you were smart enough to figure out that there are hundreds, probably thousands of shadow aishas in Neopia, and just because I'm the only one you know doesn't mean that I stole them. I thought you were a psychic Tokyo, can't you tell I'm innocent!?"
He was mad. He'd never yelled at me before. "I'm sorry. I can't read minds, you know. I just thought that-"
"Thought what? Thought that all the burglaries committed by shadow aishas were by me?? You make me sick, you mindless lizard!" Now I felt bad. I knew he was right though. I hadn't really been thinking about who could've done what. I'm just a newbie at this job. I'd been wrong to assume it was him stealing things.
"Look, Zifear. I'm sorry. I really am. You're right you know. I apologize. Can you ever forgive me?" I asked.
He had his back turned to me. "Hmmph. Maybe," he answered, "It might take me awhile to forgive that from you."
"Alright. Hey listen, I know its rude of me to ask, and I don't know if you'll help or not, but do you have any idea as to who did steal the orbs?" I sighed to him.
He twitched one of his many ears before answering, "Perhaps I do.."