The trip back to Baker Street was tiring and long. The night was late and morning would be approaching soon, which ment that hardly any carriages ran. They kept to the shadows and let a keen ear to their surroundings.
Once arriving at 221 1/2 they came to the old oak tree and began to dig where the large and bulky roots embedded into the ground. The shovel that Basil pushed into the damp ground hit something hard. The detective, with the help of James and Cyric brushed the thin layer of dirt to the side; revealing a now stained crystal box which once had been beautiful.
The three mice gently lifted the box from the hole and placed it on the damp grass.
"Ms. Hirigawa I think you should open it. After all it was your grandfather's." Said Basil kindly.
"S-sure."
Saori nervously bent down and grasped the box with both hands; and shivered slightly at the strange coolness of the precious glass. Her heart raced when she opened the lid. The spy's ears drooped slightly with disappointment and held the item up for everyone to see. Above them rain began to fall in heavy torrents.
"It's a book.." The group looked at her surprised, not sure if they heard correctly.
"What?" Said Cyric now shocked. Saori's hands clenched tightly around the leather cover before handing the book to him. He opened it in curiousity to find the pages blank. "The pages are blank..What the hell is this? Is this some kind of joke?"
"After all that trouble. After everything that damned rat has put us through. In the end it only turned out to be a book...." Saori whispered in a strained voice filled with emotion. Slowly she stood up and started to walk back to 221 1/2's front door.
"Wait a second...Words are starting to appear..." Replied Cyric who squinted at the writing that appeared on the now rain soaked pages.
"To Mr. Hirigawa,
This book if you have not relised is a scripture of the utmost importance of the heart. I know your deepest wishes and hopes, unfortunately I am only able to grant you only one of them. Inside this book are directions and scriptures of speaking to the dead and possibly reviving them. Unfortunately these actions come with a heavy price. In order to obtain the ressurection of the one lost you must give up something that would equal their worth. Call it a thing of equal trade if you would. I leave you to your treasure, but be warned..Choose wisely of what you are trading."
"A book to revive the dead?"
The group jumped in surprise at the sound of Saori's voice.
"Yes..." Said Cyric, and then noticed the determined look she had on. "Saori, listen even if we tried to bring back everyone what would we use as a equal trade? A soul or even a body can't be traded with just a precious possession."
Basil nodded in agreement.
"He's right Ms. Hirigawa. To speak to the dead, and even to revive them shouldn't be taken lightly. Infact-"
"Look out!" Yelled Dawson and James tackling the others to the ground when seconds later the area behind them exploded into a firey blast. On the ground they heard the sound of a sword being unsheathed, and slowly they turned around to see Kouji grinning down at them, with a scary looking Ratigan next to him and a score of goons and yakuza members behind them.
"Get up." Said Ratigan tensly, now pointing a cocked pistol at them.
James sighed loudly, stood up with the others. Some yakuza members surrounded them so they wouldn't escape.
"Dammit! How hard is it to get a decent moment of peace around here?!" He muttered angrily.
"It won't be very hard soon Malin...All in good time though." The rat said, a large smug grin plastered on his face. "It looks that you've been out witted again Basil. You must be slipping."
Ratigan then continued to brag on how he was much smarter he was then the detective etc etc. Cyric, James and Saori exchanged annoyed glances and Hikaru rolled her eyes all the while making talking motions with her right hand. The three mice including Dawson snorted, trying hard to stifle their laughter. They stopped however when Ratigan whipped his head to face them. Unfortunately he noticed the source of their laughter and strode over to the child; staring down at her. He grinned shortly before lashing out and back handing her.
"Hikaru!"
Saori rushed forward to help the fallen girl when Ratigan roughly grasped her shoulder and sent his other fist into her unprotected gut. The spy gasped in pain and her legs gave way, but Ratigan held her up by her arm and leaned forward to whisper in her ear.
"Let this be a lesson to you. Never ever mess with me again Hirigawa. Do you hear me? Never!"
"You fiend! What have they ever done to you?!" Yelled Dawson, helping James and Basil hold back a seething Cyric.
"They have done plenty of things to annoy me." Ratigan muttered angrily and let go of the spy's arm so that she fell to the ground in a heap. " And I wouldn't get so worked up tubby. You, Mailin and BaZUL, get front row seats to these three's demise..."
Dawson shook his head in anger. "But they're just children! Even if they are part of a family who-"
"They're partially responsible for my family and village's slaughter. I don't care if they were even a group of nuns! I will have my revenge." Said Kouji bitterly; looking up from inspecting his katana.
"Kouji was it? Answer me one question. What are you to do after you've slaughtered them?" Asked Basil stiffly.
"That's none of your concern." Replied Kouji in a calm voice. "I suggest you keep your nose out of this detective, you have no space to bluff unless you plan to bluff with your life. "
Basil didn't say anything, but glare angrily at the mouse.
"Now that's settled...Akamatsu, Genjo. Get that wench off the ground."
Akamatsu and Genjo quickly obeyed their leaders orders and non too gently lifted the still winded spy off the ground.
"No! Please! Don't kill her! Kill me instead!" Yelled Cyric pleadingly. Saori stared at the gypsy.
"Cyric..."
Kouji gave him a icy stare."Uresai boy! Your turn will come soon enough." He then turned to the spy and lifted the katana over his head.. "Any last words wench?"
Saori didn't reply making Kouji smirk. With that he brought down the katana in a deadly arc.
BANG!
Somewhere in the distance a gun went off and the katana flew out of a surprised Kouji's hand.
Everyone turned to the direction the bang came from and saw a tall cloaked figure. The man held what looked like a large spear in one hand and a smoking gun in the other.
"Oi! Who the heck are you?!" Yelled Kouji angrily.
The mysterious mouse walked slowly towards them, the hood of the cloak covering his eyes. When he spoke his voice was slightly accented and deep.
"I am what once was, yet I am not. I am a wanderer. A roving warrior who seeks the truth."
Kouji scoffed.
"Enough with your riddles. Let's see your face oh wanderer."
"I will only if you answer me one question." Replied the mouse smoothly.
"Very well. What is it then?" Said Kouji reaching for the gun he had in his coat.
"How did it feel when you slaughtered that family five years ago? How did it feel murdering my family?!"
"What?" Said Kouji in complete shock. "W-who are you?!!!"
The mouse ripped off the old cloak to reveal a young man around Basil's age. He had dark brown eyes that were hidden behind simple silver framed glasses and cinnomon colored hair what was in a long ponytail at the base of his neck.
At the sight of the mouse Saori, Dawson and Cyric went wide eyed.
"Nii-san..."
"Aidan..."
"It can't be..It's not possible."
The mouse didn't seem to hear them and continued to walk forward. His eyes narrowed in determiation.
"I am known to my friends as Spade, or as to my family Aidan Renard Hirigawa..."
Well..Yes. This chapter was interesting...Sorry about the huge climax...and uh the major seriousness/ drama. I have found the manga guide book for Fullmetal Alchemist...YAY...Only prob it has Kanji..and I can't read Kanji..Grrr..And I can't get the song Ready Steady Go out of my head...dang it's going to drive me nuts...I feel kinda upset at myself for not giving Basil and Dawson more speaking parts...Damned writing...
Hehe..Sorry if the fic seems a bit off..Please R&R. And Merry Christmas!!!
Adventures of Gothkitty
Gothkitty: 'typing on computer with a huge sweatdrop on her head.' Damn my creative mind...Ugh...This is probably going to come back and haunt me one day....
Ratigan: Indeed it is...You made me hit a kid.
Gothkitty: Well you were pretty mean to Olivia Flaversham.
Ratigan: And your point being?
Gothkitty: Never mind..'underbreath' he obviously doesn't get it...