Ch7.
Conan vs. Belmot
"Long time no see, Belmot" Conan looked up sharply, the streetlight reflecting off his glasses. Darkness has consumed the skies. A slight overcast blocked out the stars and the moon. The once moving chains and heavy metals at the factory beside them were now silent. In the small back alley, surrounded by the binding cold wires of the fences, he glared angrily toward the villain.
The warm summer air was starting to cool. The graffiti on the walls and the rusted hinges on the cranes above echoed and eeriness that was able to send chills down a person's back deep into their bones.
"I'd say we played long enough, don't you Belmot?" Conan laughed still holding his glare.
"Indeed young one." Belmot lifted the mask she was wearing and pulled it off in one smooth motion, "Maybe I should finish you once and for all." She pulled out a second hand gun from her left pocket as she took off her jacket.
The ball that had hit the first gun had now rolled back to Conan's side. He put his right foot on the ball. "I see, so that other person behind the restaurant earlier today was also you I take it."
"Huh?" a dubious face struck on the young woman.
"I believe you hold in your hand a derringer. A maximum bullet capacity of 4 bullets, single shot handgun. You don't take me seriously do you?" Conan looked up more excited then angry.
Belmot looked down on the young soldier and smiled, "Don't worry, this is more than enough for what I need to do."
"Then what is your real purpose? Derringers aren't exactly a one hit kill weapon. They were a popular weapon during the old west between riverboat gamblers. They are mostly for self-protection because of their small size. Ideal range is not much more than few meters. But I suppose that all you need is a few inches." Conan asked calmly.
"I have no other purpose but to kill that girl. I was specially assigned to kill her. I've received much information on that girl from Merlot." Belmot announced showing little emotion what so ever.
Haibara narrowed her eyes.
"You dirty whore!" Conan exclaimed. He taped his ball with his right leg upwards and kicked it with all his might, the ball dashed across the dead air cutting the stand off.
Belmot dodged to the left and opened fire. The bullet traveled passed Conan's left cheek but he was able to dodge it just in time. He felt his cheek to check the damage the looked back up and laughed. Belmot noticed this laugh and turned around quickly. The ball he had kicked earlier had bounced off the wall behind her and was headed toward her once more. She bent back as the ball traveled skimming the tip of her nose. She noticed the young detective holding up his watch, which aimed directly toward her. A needle flew out; Belmot immediately fell on her back.
"Damn, missed again" Conan spoke in disappointment. Belmot raised her weapon as she rolled to the right and shot as she rose. Seeing the open chance as Conan dived to dodge the bullet, she dove as well to get her other handgun. A slight miss calculation occurred when Conan dove and accidentally hit his head on a metal pole. The sound clank echoed in the darkened ally. Belmot laughed as she was reunited with both her guns. The small detective got up slowly, showing his back.
"Freeze, this is the FBI, through down your weapons and come out with your hands up!" The sound of agent Jodie was heard from behind. Belmot turned around in surprise but no one was there. A heavy impact came to her back She flew forward and landed with a heavy thud.
"K…Little brat." She rolled over slowly. The familiar grin on the young man's face illuminated as blood trickled down his open wound.
Belmot laughed at the lad's wickedness. She rose to her feet slowly holding the area of her back that was hit. Conan walked forward. "Now then, I know that if you wanted to kill Haibara, you would have done it already. What is the purpose of you brining her here? Speak quickly!"
Haibara had been at shock watching the melee that was happening in front of her. She noticed something odd. She noticed that Belmot was slowly sliding her hand that was rubbing her wound downwards. Belmost lifted her shirt at her back. Conan still moving forward. Haibara's eyes opened widely. "Watch out, she has another gun!" Haibara gotten to her feet and ran in madness. She had lost control of her body. I can't let this happen, not to you Kudou-kun. I can't allow you to get hurt because of someone like me.
Belmot quickly pulled the last gun out and pulled on the trigger. Things seem to travel slowly after that. Seconds seem be divided into 100 pieces and each was occurring like a slide show. Each picture was cut deeply into Conan's mind. Haibara jumped and tackled Conan away. The bullet stabbed itself through her chest and she fell harshly on the cold floor. There she lay in silence.
Conan's face had changed to speechless terror. "Haibara!!!" he screamed. He crawled over to her and took her to his arms. "Common, say something." He shook her gently.
"You should worry about yourself more my little detective." A evil smirk came on the woman's face.
"Why you..." furious rage was drawn upon the young innocent boy.
"What happened there, kid. Lost your cool already?" Belmot laughed.
That was the last straw, Conan could take no more. He charged forward, jumped up, and kicked at her head. Belmot dodged this with ease by bending back just ever so slightly. As Conan fell, the up coming knee almost caught him if he did not put his arms forward to block. An elbow came from the top and striking him to the back of his head.
-pssst-
Belmot's eyes opened wide. Conan fell hard on the cement floor. He sat up still holding the back of his head and laughed, "You fell right into my trap."
"You…" weakness could be heard from her voice.
"That's right. The little charge and scream was just a play. I knew that you would dodge that kick. By letting you think that I was mad with rage, you would let your guard down. That gave me the chance to get you with my tranquilizer gun." Conan explained with his eyes growing heavy, "But I didn't think I would be hit like this."
"Damn brat." Said belmot as she narrowed her eyes.
"Don't worry. The police should be here any moment. I called them before I came in. So, you can stay and kill me if you want but by the time you waist your energy doing that, you would have non-left to escape from this place. You can then tell the law all about your little club." Conan spoke, still holding on to his smile.
Belmot's gave a black eye to the little boy and chuckled, "I guess, I'll have to settle the score with you some other time. "chiisana tantei-san"(little detective)
With that, she wobbled out of Conan's vision.
Taking one last glance toward his fallen companion laying a few meters away from him, he collapsed. The sound of sirens can be heard in the distance getting louder and louder.
End…
To be continued.
I'm pretty sure that the next chapter will be the epilogue of this story, so don't forget to read it.
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