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Chapter Thirteen

A Little while Later: Freebird

'Her majesty's a pretty nice girl,

but she doesn't have a lot to say,

Her majesty's a pretty nice girl,

But she change from day to day,'

--The Beatles, 'Her Majesty'

A Hotel in Athens, Greece:

"What are you talking about, Cagliostro!?" Fuji chuckled.

"What is it?" inquired Ryo.

"It's an old movie I was watching!" replied Fuji in an unconvincing tone, "With John and Lionel Barrymore! From the thirties!"

"That movie was Arsene Lupin, you egomaniac," snapped Ryo.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!" said Fuji with a laugh, "Let's just enjoy this lovely Greek atmosphere!" Both turned and stared at the crowded streets, filled with people on bikes, people on foot, people on bus, people in cars, and goats. They then turned back, and Ryo sipped her tea quietly while Fuji cleared her throat.

"I wonder how the others are doing…" thought Fuji aloud.

"Why didn't you go with them again?" inquired Ryo.

"I faked sickness. I don't like heights," replied Fuji as she sipped her tea once more.

Atop a tall building in Greece:

"Grrruuu…. Grrrruuu…" Toshiro cooed to the purple-colored pigeon before him while trying not to fall off of the domed roof.

"He's actually talking with it…" muttered Heiji, "And it's answering…"

"Grrruuuu… Gruuuuu…." called the pigeon in return. It slowly crept towards him, and Toshiro pulled out bag of birdseed. The pigeon strutted towards the food bag, and Toshiro smiled as it came towards him. Toshiro smiled, picked up the bird up in his hands, and cautiously walked back to the others.

"Got him," Toshiro smiled and looked downward at his new friend.

"Great," Heiji frowned, and looked downward at the bird.

"Now we can return him!" said Ally with a smile.

"Where's she from, anyway?" asked Toshiro as he pet the pigeon on the head.

"A pigeonry, or something… They raise pigeons as delicacies," replied Yukiko. Toshiro stopped petting the bird, and looked downward at it. It looked back up at him, knowingly. He opened his arms, and allowed the pigeon to fly off into the blue Greek sky, leaving all stunned beyond words.

"Idiot!" Odori yelled, "Insolent fool! Has the air gotten to your head!?"

"Toshiro! What the heck—" Heiji started.

"I couldn't let someone eat her!" Toshiro argued passionately, "She ran because she knew her time was nearly through!"

"You bird-loving psycho…" grumbled Ally, "That was our expense money!"

"I'm sorry, but I couldn't do it! It was immoral!" snapped Toshiro.

"Immoral… Coming from a thief… Rich…." muttered Ally with a roll of the eyes. All then watched in shock as the pigeon swooped in, and flew back to them, and landed on a surprised Toshiro's left shoulder.

"I guess she likes me…" he muttered, looking downward at the cooing pigeon.

"At least someone does right now," said Odori with gritted teeth, gripping onto Zantetsu tightly and quelling the thought of stabbing Toshiro and his precious bird.

Later that night:

"Why me!?" Yukiko whispered as she peered into the darken bedroom, a single figure lying on a cot in the small bedroom.

"Ally offered to share a room with me, so you can have all the time you want to get the bird out of pigeon-boy's hands!" snapped Heiji as he looked back at his brother.

"But…"

"It's either this, or we travel by vehicle to our next destination," said Fuji sternly, "Your choice. Either this, or we have Heiji talking about video game codes he's created across Europe."

"I… Okay," she nodded, and walked into the room slowly. She could hear the door shut behind her, and she turned back to the sleeping Toshiro and the sleeping pigeon, "Well… Here goes… Sorry, Toshiro…" She leaned forward, and reached for the pigeon, but instead tripped on one of his sandals, and lost her balance. She fell onto the cot, and landed next to Toshiro.

Toshiro slowly awoke, and opened his eyes, and blinked a few times, out of surprise. There was Yukiko, looking back at him, "I'm awake, right?" he asked himself quietly.

"Sorry, I left my gun in here," she chuckled nervously, and sat up on the bed.

"Oh, I…" Toshiro turned to the pigeon, who snuggled down deeper in his pillow, and then at Yukiko, "You're going to wake her up. Why don't you be getting back now?"

"Ur, yeah," Yukiko nodded, and quickly exiting. She closed the door, and Toshiro turned back to the pigeon.

"I was sort of hoping that I was still dreaming… At least I still had a chance in the dream," he whispered quietly to the nesting pigeon as he rubbed her head. It cooed softly in response, and nestled down in his pillow.

The Next Day, Outside a Post Office:

"I hope she makes the trip all right," said Toshiro as he exited the post office, having just shipped the pigeon to his New York address, "I told Kome about the ordeal, and she'll work with the offices to get the bird out right away. I told her where she could find the bribe money jar in my apartment."

"Great…" muttered Heiji darkly, "I hope our meal ticket enjoys New York…"

"Oh, don't talk like that," Toshiro grumbled, "She was going to be dinner for someone! That just wasn't right!"

"Please…" Heiji rolled his eyes.

"Come on, let's get back—Fuji wanted to speak to us," Toshiro nodded towards his vehicle, and both climbed on and soon drove back to the hotel, where Fuji had awaited their return. They were surprised to find they bags already packed, and Fuji sitting in the chair of one of the hotel rooms, everyone else gathered around her.

"I lied about not knowing about Cagliostro—I'll admit it," she sighed. Ryo shot her a dirty glance, and Fuji lowered her eyes, and continued, "Anyway… The queen is offering a large reward for the return of the princess, who's run away…. She's convinced that Lupin will find her, but Lupin's not here. Lupin the Third is probably enjoying the sights of the Bahamas, about now. It's just us. I hope you don't mind, guys."

"Not at all. I would be a great honor to serve royalty," said Odori, breaking out of the silence.

"Good, then, it's settled. I guess now that it is, I should give you guys your faux passports, huh?" Fuji chuckled, and revealed a plain white envelope.

"We're predictable…" muttered Ryo.

Two Days Later:

"This place is for rural than Romania," said Yukiko as she looked about the deserted brown dirt roads of Cagliostro.

"I'll say… I haven't seen a place this desolate in almost twenty years!" replied Toshiro.

"Hey, there's a bar!" shouted Fuji, pointing to a small village with a tavern on the outskirts. Ryo signaled for Toshiro to pull over with them, and he did so, being sure not to damage his bike as he did so.

They entered the old musty tavern, dimly lit and crowded with people. The other tavern dwellers stopped briefly to look at the scruffy-looking team. The Lupin gang slowly seated themselves at a large table, and began to speak to one another about their plans for Cagliostro.

"Hey, anyone think…" Ally started, but was soon cut off by a quick-talking Heiji. He went to speak a few other times, but other excited men and women with their own schemes and plots continually drowned his voice out.

"I'm going to go get some fresh air…" muttered Ally, who rose from the table without another word and exited the tavern. He stormed to the lake towards the back of the tavern. He looked downward at the water, and seated himself on the ground, thinking to himself about his life stealing, and his life back home.

"Maybe I do have a temper… But it's because I'm surrounded by nonstop smartasses," muttered Ally as he looked upwards at the clouding blue sky. He stopped, and looked around quietly. He could've sworn he had heard someone. He shrugged it off, and resumed sulking, but it then became apparent that the shrill scream was not a figment of his imagination. He rose from his place on the ground, and ran towards the source of the screaming.

He found a small figure splashing in the deep water of a river with a strong current, screaming whenever it could gasp for air. Ally quickly dove in, not thinking to remove his shoes or jacket before doing so. He swam towards the person, and gripped around the waist of the being, and drug what he realized to be a her towards the other side of the river. He pulled himself and the woman onto the land, and looked downwards at her. She wasn't breathing. He thought back to his mandatory first aid class, and began mouth-to-mouth on the young woman.

"I'm so sorry, Miss. I'm not a pervert, really!" he muttered as he pushed on her chest, closed her nose, and went to breathe into her. After a few attempts, she began to cough up water, and she turned to her side, and then looked upward at him distantly.

"Are you all right?" he inquired, looking downward at the blonde girl.

"I'm fine…" she muttered quietly in a soft tone, "Who… Who are you? An angel? Am I dead?"

Ally blushed, and smirked weakly, "No, I ain't no angel… And you're alive…"

"Not for long!" she looked upward at a black helicopter, and grabbed Ally by the wrist. She ran with him into the woods, the chopper chasing them along the way. Ally shot back once, and one of the passengers in the chopper let out a groan of pain. The chopper turned around, and the girl held onto a surprised Ally as it flew off into the distance.

"You're a little clingy, eh?" he chuckled as he looked downward at her.

"Sorry," she drew back and smiled, "My name is Carmen."

"Wonderful to meet you. I'm Dai-Ur, Allen…" he answered, "Well, it's Daisuke, but my friends call me Ally…"

"I take it I'm a friend then," she chuckled, "Thank you again very much…" she said as they walked along the wooded brush with Ally.

"Why were you running, anyway?" he inquired as he looked over at the short-haired blonde girl with the crystal blue eyes, "And why were those creeps chasing you?"

"It's a long story, and I'd rather not talk about it, if you don't mind. I just enjoy the walk," she replied quietly, looking downward at her feet self-consciously. Ally looked above his thick bangs, and studied her curiously. She was dressed in a knee-length hunter green skirt, and a white long-sleeved blouse, as well as short-heeled black shoes. The clothing looked quite expensive, he noticed.

"Carmen…" he muttered, "Carmen… Where have I heard your before?"

"I'm not sure… But you look familiar, too. I can't seen to place it," she replied, tilting her head to a side and stopping to look at him. Ally stopped, and turned to her, and watched as she reached forward and smoothed his bangs back, "No, I still can't place it," she said with a shake of her head, and continued walking along with him, "Where are you from, Allen?"

"Allen?" he laughed, "Well, Chicago, originally. I just move around a lot now. I'm with my friends and—Oh, crap!"

"What is it?" she inquired.

"My friends! They're probably wondering where the hell, ur, heck I am!" he answered, slapping his forehead, "Do you have any clue where we are?"

"Not a one," she answered, shaking her head, "I've never been this far away from home before."

"Well, we're a team, aren't we?" Ally smirked, "Well, hopefully we can find a town through these woods. If we get hungry I can always hunt something down."

"Hunt?" she frowned.

"Yeah, uh, like a deer, or a squirrel," he shrugged, "Don't worry, you don't have to look when I do."

"All right," she nodded, and continued with Ally down the forested area.

The Palace of Cagliostro:

"Right this way, Inspector LeBlanc, Inspector Zenigata," said the servant as he led the two Interpol officers into the main room of the palace.

"Would you look at this, Leo? I've never seen anything like it in my entire life!" Max whispered as he looked around at the grand sculptures and paintings. Leo noticed one painting in particular, and also noticed it was a fake. He knew this because Lupin the first had stolen the original, and had replaced it with a copy. The original hung in his parents' dining room.

Leo said nothing about this, though, and turned his attention back to Max and the servant. He looked upward towards a grand staircase, and watched as a mid-forties brunette woman scaled down, in a regal, draping blue dress. She looked over at Max, and smiled, and gasped as she laid eyes on Leo, who she did not recognize at first, because of his reading glasses. He had been doing a crossword up until the point when he entered the greeting area.

"Good evening, gentlemen…" she said in a whisper, "It's a pleasure to meet you both."

"It is a pleasure to meet you, your Majesty," said Max with a sweeping bow. Leo followed soon afterwards.

"Inspector Zenigata and Inspector LeBlanc, you Majesty," said the servant, "I will now take my leave."

"Very well," she nodded, and turned back to the inspectors, "I understand you both are interesting in the absence of my daughter, Carmen…"

"Yes," Max nodded, "I was wondering if we could search her bedroom, for any clues to her whereabouts."

"Very well," she nodded. "But I must speak with Mr. LeBlanc in private," she added, taking a puzzled and frightened Leo by the arm and leading him away from Max.

She waited until she was in a long hall, far from Max, to start speaking, "Oh, Lupin, I knew you would pull through for me."

"Lupin?" Leo yelped, "My-My name's Leo!"

"It's not," she stopped, and shook her head, "You have all of his features. You even sound like him!"

"I… I…" Leo looked downward, and sighed, "Ma'am, Lupin the Third is retired, and Lupin the Fourth is a coward."

"But I invited Lupin, and he responded," she protested.

Leo looked upward, and slowly removed his reading glasses, "That'd be my sister, Fujiko."

"Fujiko… And Lupin?…"

"Yes," Leo nodded.

"If you're Lupin the Fourth, then why is she posing as him?" she inquired.

"Because… I'm in hiding, like a coward," Leo replied, closing his eyes tightly, "I have been… I, I did a really bad thing, and I can't live with Lupin because of it. I have to be Leo; he's the reason I haven't driven myself insane yet!"

"I see. You poor confused child…" she smiled sadly, and put a hand on Leo's cheek, "I won't tell your secrets, but I hope you'll still try to help find my daughter."

"Of course," Leo nodded, "It's one of the duties as an officer of Interpol."

"Thank you, Lupin," she smiled, "I mean, Leo… Would you and Mr. Zenigata mind joining me for dinner later tonight?"

"That'd be great, Ma'am," Leo replied, "I'm going to go catch up with Max, now, if you don't mind."

"I don't. Good luck," she said with a weak smile, and watched as he exited the hall, "Good luck, Lupin the Fourth…"

Meanwhile, at the Inn:

"Where is he!? He's been gone for hours, and he isn't back yet!" Fuji said worriedly as she paced back and forth about the bedroom where all had gathered.

"Maybe we hurt his feelings," Heiji shrugged, "I haven't been able to get reception on his cell phone ever since he left. This place is a virtual black hole. There's only one electrical outlet in here, and no telephone jack. And that electrical outlet looks like an electrical trap. This is worse than that time I was stranded in rural Australia…"

"Hey, we found you eventually!" Toshiro responded.

"I'm really worried… He doesn't know this place… And I have a bad feeling that something's going down here soon."

"I've got that feeling too, Yuki," Ryo admitted as she turned to her sister.

Heiji became aware of the sound of marching first, and he pulled back the worn curtain, and stared wide-eyed at the rows of troops, "Hey, guys, look at this…"

"What the…" Fuji muttered as she stared out at guards. The others soon crowded around, and they stared in dumbstruck awe at the troops walking towards the palace in uniformed order.

"I told you… I have Dad's sixth sense," Yukiko sighed as she stood up and pulled her hat over her eyes, "Ally, I hope you found somewhere safe to stay…"

In the Neighboring Village Inn:

"Here you are, Sir," said the innkeeper, handing Ally the room key.

"Thanks," Ally nodded, and turned to Carmen, who had stood behind him during the process of obtaining a room.

The two walked up a rickety flight of stairs into their room, which was as ancient as the innkeeper.

"I'll take the chair," Ally offered as he undid his tie and closed the door. He removed his jacket, and looked at Carmen, who shot him a questioning glance, "What?" he looked downward, and noticed his gun in its holster on his side, "Oh, sorry…"

"I've never seen an actual gun before today," she muttered as she looked downward at the shiny metal weapon, "I… I'm sorry, it's just… Why do you carry it, anyway?"

"It's a long story. Just get some rest, now, Carmen. Tomorrow I'll send you back home, and I can get back with my friends."

"No!" Carmen yelped, "I… Allen, I ran away, because I don't want to have to marry someone I do not care for."

"What? Your parents' are making you marry someone you don't even love?" Ally inquired.

"Well, it's either that, or a lot of trouble…" she replied quietly, "I've said too much. Good night."

"Yeah," Ally fell back in the chair, and tilted his head downward, and found sleep difficult that night.

The Palace of Cagliostro:

"S'cuse me! Welcome wagon, on the way!" Fuji shouted as she leaned over Ryo and laid her fist down on the horn of the car. Ryo worked diligently to swerve through the army of soldiers, as did Toshiro, who drove with Yukiko, as usual.

They drove to the front doors of the palace, where a surprisingly spry Fuji jumped onto the hood of the Romeo and then jumped onto the marble step. She knocked on the door several times before there was an answer.

"Tell her Majesty that Lupin the Fourth and company has arrived," said Fuji with a curtsy.

"Ur… Very well…" nodded the butler numbly as he stared at the group with the legions of soldiers behind them. One went to approach, but before he could speak, Toshiro withdrew a blade, stopping him from entering along with the group. He suspiciously followed the soldier with his eyes as he entered along with the others, leaving his Vespa parked in the entryway.

"Wow… Reminds me of Mommy and Daddy's summer home!" said Fuij as she looked about the room, "Oh, we have that picture, too!" she gasped, pointing to the same picture Leo had spotted earlier in the day.

"Indeed," the butler muttered blandly, "I'll inform the Lady t hat you have arrived…" he vanished briefly, returning with the ruler of Cagliostro, who had kept the company of Max and Leo, who had been looking over their information. Leo and Max both stopped dead as they laid eyes on Lupin and company.

"LUPIN!" Max shouted, running towards Fuji with his handcuffs.

"Oh crap," Fuji muttered quickly, and broke into a run. She and Max started to run about the room, around the Lupin gang, around Leo and the Cagliostro ruler, around the butler—They caused a feeling of dizziness amongst the entire crowd.

"Hey, stop, now!" Heiji shouted to Max, and ran towards Zenigata. Heiji may have been shorter, but he beat the thin Max in the weight category. He tackled Zenigata, and seated himself on the inspector's back while the others looked onward in horror.

"Get your fat ass off me!" growled Max.

"Oh, like your bony shoulders are a joy to sit on?" Heiji sighed as he looked downward at Max, "Dad forced me to join the junior football league so I could get exercise…"

"Can we all have some order?" the older woman inquired, "Please? Mister Ishikawa, please discontinue your resting on Inspector Zenigata."

"Yes, Ma'am," he nodded, sighed, and rolled off of an aching Max.

"And you Inspectors shall not touch the Lupin Organization as long as they are on Cagliostro earth. They ancestors are considered national heroes here."

"I… We—" Max sputtered.

"Max, trust her," said Leo, "There's a girl out there right now, really lost and really scared. We all came to rescue her. Now, I say we concentrate on finding the Lady Carmen."

"And Ally!" Ryo added, "He disappeared today!"

"Ally?" she Cagliostro ruler frowned.

"Allen Jigen," replied Max, "Professional hockey player, weapons expert, and martial arts enthusiast. Not to mention borderline psychotic."

"Psychotic!" she gasped.

"Everyone has their good and bad qualities," Fuji shrugged.

"My poor baby!" she moaned.

"Your Majesty, you-know-who's back for you-know-what," said the butler as he looked out a large paneled window, "And he's brought reinforcements…."

"Let him in—But send the rest away," she replied sternly. The servant nodded, and walked over to the door, and led a heavily-decorated general into the main hall. He looked about, and glared at the thieves and the officers.

"Your Highness, I hope now that you see how serious I am, you will reconsider your offer to allow me to marry the Lady Carmen, or else you shall find out the dire consequences of your pride…" said the officer.

"Never, you monster! Now leave!" she snapped, "I will find a way to stop you and your barbaric ways—I will not succumb to the demands of an insect such as yourself!"

"Very well. 'My kingdom for my daughter'…." he smirked, and exited.

"Ryo, he reads Shakespeare, too. Maybe you should both hook up!" Fuji chuckled to Ryo under her breath.

"Shut up, not now," whispered Ryo out of the corner of her mouth.

"This is getting dangerous," the saddened woman of royalty said to herself, only within the earshot of Leo, "My poor Carmen…"

"Clarisse, listen," Leo sunk his voice down to match his father's, "If Carmen's as strong as you, she's fine."

"It's so good to have someone call me just Clarisse again," she wept, "Please find her, Lupin…"

"I will, don't worry," Leo nodded, and put a hand on her shoulder. They both then turned around, and exited up the stairway, leaving the others in the greeting hall with only the butler and silence as their company. Little did they know that mere miles away lay the future heiress of Cagliostro and the future heir to a lineage of mob men.