(Note: Aw, screw it. You guys know by now I hate Riho, and replaced her
with Hiromi. You don't like it, e-mail me and tell me why.)
Disclaimer: Well, here we go again. Truth be told, I've been a little depressed of late. I lost my favorite ABBA CD, (though my lil bro was nice enough to buy me a replacement. Thanks Pluto! ^_^) the world's only true diva gave her farewell concert and I only saw the last half of it, and the end of Hellsing was a freaking cliffhanger!!!! *growls* anyway, this one's a double Shido chappy since I Hiromi kind of disappeared. I've turned my place upside down looking for her, and Shido and Yayoi haven't been able to sleep a wink. Not that I mind, but I've been going through SAT testing, and need to sleep sometimes!! Until we find her, PLEASE REVIEW!! I need some input! They inspire me to write more! Without reviews, Crescent fades and dies, leaving unfinished stories as the only proof that she was ever alive.
Another note: This address is purely fictional. Any resemblance to anything like the numbers I plucked from the air is a coincidence.
Shido opened the door to his office and pulled of his top hat, Guni flitting from his shoulder and into the kitchen, "Hiromi? Are you up?"
There was no answer, and when Shido peeked over the edge of the couch, both Hiromi and the coat were gone.
"No good, Shido. She's not in the kitchen either," Guni said flying out of the small anteroom, hands on hips.
"I noticed," the vampire muttered, dropping his gloves on the desk. He started picking up pages of yesterday's paper off the floor. How did he manage to scatter them like this every single time? Shido crawled under his desk reaching for one crumbled sheet nearly invisible in the back corner of his desk.
"Hey Shido!"
The vampire jerked at the sound of Guni's voice, and tried to get up, only succeeding in slamming his head against the polished wooden surface. Shido muttered a curse under his breath and rubbed the developing bump as he maneuvered back out from under his desk. He let his hand fall to his side and tried to look dignified as he sat up on his knees to meet Guni's eyes.
The fairy grinned at him, holding a sheet of paper half her size with pink ink on it, "You know, sometimes I wonder how you've managed to survive all those years before you met me..."
"Must've been pure luck," Shido muttered reaching for the paper and trying to make sense of Hiromi's scrawl.
"Another murder......... at Windsong and S-Silveroak...90...16...green trim and door...call Yayoi."
Shido stood and picked up the phone, balling the note along with the old newspaper and dialed. The phone had barely rung when Yayoi picked it up.
"Shido where the hell are you?! The boss-man's getting more and more impatient, and I'm going to get my head ripped off if I have to keep the crime-scene as is for much longer!"
"What's the victim like?" Shido asked, bypassing the fire in Yayoi's voice.
"Twenty four year old female. Name: Reynolds, Alyce. Ethnicity: American. Came to Japan to absorb a little culture. I'm looking at a picture of her right now; Shido, she looks a lot like me..."
Shido listened to Yayoi's voice trail off and nodded into the phone, "Alright, I'm on my way. Is the address 9016, Silveroak and Windsong correct?"
"Yeah...just a sec..." Shido heard Yayoi cover the phone's mouthpiece and yell at someone, "He's on his way now, dammit! Tell them if they move the body their going to get my heel shoved so far up their asses that they'll taste it for years to come!"
A small smile quirked Shido's lips as he listened to Yayoi come back on the line, "Hurry up, they want to get the body out of here."
"Just keep fighting them off..." Shido said reaching for his gloves. "Oh, one more thing Yayoi?"
"What?"
"How's your PMS?"
Yayoi hung up on him.
***
"Well, this is the place," Shido murmured, pausing outside a small house.
"Gee, ya think?" Guni asked as Shido stepped under yellow police tape and headed for the front door.
Shido merely nodded, passing by plain-clothes detectives and uniforms. Some nodded to Shido, while most simply ignored him; most had gotten used to his presence on the particularly brutal murders, believing him to be an expert on these "unsolvable cases."
The smell of cold blood hit Shido in the entrance hall, making his stomach turn. True, fresh blood was dinner to vampires, but at the same time, blood that had been in the air for more than a day brought out a reaction similar to humans in most vampires.
Shido followed the smell deeper into the house, bypassing a bathroom occupied by a uniformed cop emptying his stomach in the toilet, and into room outfitted to be a study. He spotted Yayoi in the corner, arguing with another detective; but from where he stood, he could see no body, only small blood stains on the white carpet, all around the desk, though the smell was strongest here...
The vampire took a few steps further into the room. As his perspective changed, Guni hissed near his ear, "Behind the desk, near the window."
Shido looked and saw a small pale hand lying on the floor, its nails painted a light violet. Shido walked further into the study towards the hand, picking out more and more details as he got closer: a freckle on the wrist, the silver ring on her thumb...and the fact that the hand wasn't attached to the body.
"Well, you took your sweet time getting here," Yayoi said, turning from her argument.
"Traffic," Shido muttered, moving to see between the desk and the window. The hand lay a foot from the body, in its own private pool of blood. Alyce herself lay on her back, her eyes wide and staring. Her raven hair blanketed out underneath her, soaking up more blood from her chest and neck. The woman's chest had been shattered, dull splinters of bone peeking out from her nightshirt, and her neck was deeply slashed, as if from a razor.
Shido knelt over the gore and looked closer at the neck wound. It had been slashed by a sharp object, but... Shido looked up at the detective and then at Yayoi.
The NOS officer turned and faced the man, "Can we have a little privacy to work?"
The man nodded looking relived, and left, clearly happy to be anywhere but this room.
"Here," Yayoi murmured, crouching across from Shido and handing him some latex gloves, "I don't think a human could have done this."
Shido shook his head and rolled up his sleeves, "No, this woman looks like she was pretty strong, and she put up a fight. Even a strong human would have trouble ripping off her hand while she struggled." He slipped on the gloves and prodded the body's neck wound, "I thought so...look." Shido pulled the wound closed as much as he could, revealing two jagged holes, roughly two inches apart.
"I noticed, Shido. Our vamp only slashed her neck to cover his tracks, throw the cops off.
Shido nodded, and Guni popped her head out of his hair, and flew to crouch on the woman's body, just over the hole where her chest had been, "Yuck...so this vampire came at her while she was relaxing, surfing the internet or something. He grabbed her, and she struggled."
The fairy stood and flew to the opposite side of the desk, "It started over here. When she struggled, the vamp tore off her hand and tossed her over there, then walked around and dropped it, had him a midnight snack, and then mutilated the body."
"So, this vampire tore her up for his own sadistic pleasure," Yayoi said.
"Sounds like Cain..." Shido said, moving to the chest wound. Something seemed off about it...he couldn't quite place what.
"Did you look at the chest, Yayoi?"
"Yeah, her heart's gone."
Guni looked up from across the room, her little green face very pale, "Gone? As in not here?"
Yayoi laughed, a cold, bitter sound, "Oh, its here. It's how we found her: someone put it in her mailbox. Mailman found it at 7:00 this morning."
Shido stood, pulling off his gloves, "Defiantly Cain...
Disclaimer: Well, here we go again. Truth be told, I've been a little depressed of late. I lost my favorite ABBA CD, (though my lil bro was nice enough to buy me a replacement. Thanks Pluto! ^_^) the world's only true diva gave her farewell concert and I only saw the last half of it, and the end of Hellsing was a freaking cliffhanger!!!! *growls* anyway, this one's a double Shido chappy since I Hiromi kind of disappeared. I've turned my place upside down looking for her, and Shido and Yayoi haven't been able to sleep a wink. Not that I mind, but I've been going through SAT testing, and need to sleep sometimes!! Until we find her, PLEASE REVIEW!! I need some input! They inspire me to write more! Without reviews, Crescent fades and dies, leaving unfinished stories as the only proof that she was ever alive.
Another note: This address is purely fictional. Any resemblance to anything like the numbers I plucked from the air is a coincidence.
Shido opened the door to his office and pulled of his top hat, Guni flitting from his shoulder and into the kitchen, "Hiromi? Are you up?"
There was no answer, and when Shido peeked over the edge of the couch, both Hiromi and the coat were gone.
"No good, Shido. She's not in the kitchen either," Guni said flying out of the small anteroom, hands on hips.
"I noticed," the vampire muttered, dropping his gloves on the desk. He started picking up pages of yesterday's paper off the floor. How did he manage to scatter them like this every single time? Shido crawled under his desk reaching for one crumbled sheet nearly invisible in the back corner of his desk.
"Hey Shido!"
The vampire jerked at the sound of Guni's voice, and tried to get up, only succeeding in slamming his head against the polished wooden surface. Shido muttered a curse under his breath and rubbed the developing bump as he maneuvered back out from under his desk. He let his hand fall to his side and tried to look dignified as he sat up on his knees to meet Guni's eyes.
The fairy grinned at him, holding a sheet of paper half her size with pink ink on it, "You know, sometimes I wonder how you've managed to survive all those years before you met me..."
"Must've been pure luck," Shido muttered reaching for the paper and trying to make sense of Hiromi's scrawl.
"Another murder......... at Windsong and S-Silveroak...90...16...green trim and door...call Yayoi."
Shido stood and picked up the phone, balling the note along with the old newspaper and dialed. The phone had barely rung when Yayoi picked it up.
"Shido where the hell are you?! The boss-man's getting more and more impatient, and I'm going to get my head ripped off if I have to keep the crime-scene as is for much longer!"
"What's the victim like?" Shido asked, bypassing the fire in Yayoi's voice.
"Twenty four year old female. Name: Reynolds, Alyce. Ethnicity: American. Came to Japan to absorb a little culture. I'm looking at a picture of her right now; Shido, she looks a lot like me..."
Shido listened to Yayoi's voice trail off and nodded into the phone, "Alright, I'm on my way. Is the address 9016, Silveroak and Windsong correct?"
"Yeah...just a sec..." Shido heard Yayoi cover the phone's mouthpiece and yell at someone, "He's on his way now, dammit! Tell them if they move the body their going to get my heel shoved so far up their asses that they'll taste it for years to come!"
A small smile quirked Shido's lips as he listened to Yayoi come back on the line, "Hurry up, they want to get the body out of here."
"Just keep fighting them off..." Shido said reaching for his gloves. "Oh, one more thing Yayoi?"
"What?"
"How's your PMS?"
Yayoi hung up on him.
***
"Well, this is the place," Shido murmured, pausing outside a small house.
"Gee, ya think?" Guni asked as Shido stepped under yellow police tape and headed for the front door.
Shido merely nodded, passing by plain-clothes detectives and uniforms. Some nodded to Shido, while most simply ignored him; most had gotten used to his presence on the particularly brutal murders, believing him to be an expert on these "unsolvable cases."
The smell of cold blood hit Shido in the entrance hall, making his stomach turn. True, fresh blood was dinner to vampires, but at the same time, blood that had been in the air for more than a day brought out a reaction similar to humans in most vampires.
Shido followed the smell deeper into the house, bypassing a bathroom occupied by a uniformed cop emptying his stomach in the toilet, and into room outfitted to be a study. He spotted Yayoi in the corner, arguing with another detective; but from where he stood, he could see no body, only small blood stains on the white carpet, all around the desk, though the smell was strongest here...
The vampire took a few steps further into the room. As his perspective changed, Guni hissed near his ear, "Behind the desk, near the window."
Shido looked and saw a small pale hand lying on the floor, its nails painted a light violet. Shido walked further into the study towards the hand, picking out more and more details as he got closer: a freckle on the wrist, the silver ring on her thumb...and the fact that the hand wasn't attached to the body.
"Well, you took your sweet time getting here," Yayoi said, turning from her argument.
"Traffic," Shido muttered, moving to see between the desk and the window. The hand lay a foot from the body, in its own private pool of blood. Alyce herself lay on her back, her eyes wide and staring. Her raven hair blanketed out underneath her, soaking up more blood from her chest and neck. The woman's chest had been shattered, dull splinters of bone peeking out from her nightshirt, and her neck was deeply slashed, as if from a razor.
Shido knelt over the gore and looked closer at the neck wound. It had been slashed by a sharp object, but... Shido looked up at the detective and then at Yayoi.
The NOS officer turned and faced the man, "Can we have a little privacy to work?"
The man nodded looking relived, and left, clearly happy to be anywhere but this room.
"Here," Yayoi murmured, crouching across from Shido and handing him some latex gloves, "I don't think a human could have done this."
Shido shook his head and rolled up his sleeves, "No, this woman looks like she was pretty strong, and she put up a fight. Even a strong human would have trouble ripping off her hand while she struggled." He slipped on the gloves and prodded the body's neck wound, "I thought so...look." Shido pulled the wound closed as much as he could, revealing two jagged holes, roughly two inches apart.
"I noticed, Shido. Our vamp only slashed her neck to cover his tracks, throw the cops off.
Shido nodded, and Guni popped her head out of his hair, and flew to crouch on the woman's body, just over the hole where her chest had been, "Yuck...so this vampire came at her while she was relaxing, surfing the internet or something. He grabbed her, and she struggled."
The fairy stood and flew to the opposite side of the desk, "It started over here. When she struggled, the vamp tore off her hand and tossed her over there, then walked around and dropped it, had him a midnight snack, and then mutilated the body."
"So, this vampire tore her up for his own sadistic pleasure," Yayoi said.
"Sounds like Cain..." Shido said, moving to the chest wound. Something seemed off about it...he couldn't quite place what.
"Did you look at the chest, Yayoi?"
"Yeah, her heart's gone."
Guni looked up from across the room, her little green face very pale, "Gone? As in not here?"
Yayoi laughed, a cold, bitter sound, "Oh, its here. It's how we found her: someone put it in her mailbox. Mailman found it at 7:00 this morning."
Shido stood, pulling off his gloves, "Defiantly Cain...