MD: Hey there peoples! I is back wif a new update!
Conan: Joy, isn't that just peachy?
MD: Aw, shut up. You're just in a bad mood because I beat you at our Yu-gi-oh duel.
Conan: You cheated! How else could you have drawn the Dark Magician Girl at that precise moment?
MD: I just believed in the heart of the cards.
Conan: ... heart of the cards. Right...
MD: See? That's why you always lose!
Conan: Whatever.
MD: sigh Well, I'm gonna try ta get Conan to believe in da heart of the cards. So here's the disclaimer.
Conan: Masked Detective does not own Detective Conan, and if she uses any ideas that seem familier, she is very sorry as it was unitentional, blah blah blah.
MD: Look Conan. The heart of the cards is very important! It's all about learning to believe in your deck and in your heart.
Conan: sigh Well, here's the next chapter. looks at MD Believe in my deck? It's just a bunch of cards!
Never Lose Hope
Ran woke up to the buzzing of her alarm clock. She quickly shut it off and stretched. She yawned as she looked at her clock. The second that she saw that is was four in the morningg, she remembered what she had to do.
She got up and quickly got dressed, being as quiet as possible. After brushing her hair and putting in up into a ponytail, she grabbed an empty backpack and ran downstairs. (MD: Does Ran ever where her hair up? Seriously! Conan: You know, you actually have an interesting point there...)
Once in the kitchen, she grabbed a power bar and put it into her pocket. (MD: Some of those things are actually pretty good. Conan: ...) She walked out into the living room, put her shoes on, slung her backpack onto her back, and walked outside.
Ran looked around at the faintly dark neighborhood as she walked along and sighed as she started to remember when she was a kid.
From the day they had met, Shinichi and RAn had walked to and from school together. Shinichi would meet her in front of her house and walk with her back to her house Then he would finish the walk alone. Unless, of course, she went with him to his house. Mr. and Mrs. Kudo were more then happy to have her over any time she wanted. And when her parents split up, she sometimes preferred to be over there.
She smiled as she remembered all those times they were together. To be perfectly honest, one of the things she missed most were those walks together. It was that first walk alone on the way to school that she truly realized that he was gone.
But she hadn't beed completely alone. That day was alos the first day that she walked "Conan" to school. It was his presence that made the walk to school so much easier to bare. She finally understood why Conan had a look of pure disgust on his face when they had first caught sight of the elementary school. Poor Shinichi, she thought, laughing a bit, having to go through elementary school twice. I can't believe he made friends. He didn't have the highest opinion of young kids.
After a few more minutes of walking, she arrived at the spot she had been looking for. The place where Shinichi had beend kidnapped just the other night.
She looked around for clues. She decided to start in the street. She looked around for something that would help her locate Shinichi: tire tracks, pieces of torn clothing, something that the kidnappers had dropped, anything!
She was disappointed when she didn't find anything. She decided to move on to the sidewalk where she and the kidnapper had fought. She again looked for the same things, excluding the tire tracks of course. This time she found something.
She looked down closely at the spot where the kidnapper had stood. She was a faint footprint. She smiled and pulled out a small sketchbook and a pencil from her backpack. Thank God Shinichi had told he so much about being a detective!
She slowly and carefully sketched the footprint, making sure to add every single detail. When she was done, she put the sketchbook and pencil back into her backpack.
From there, Ran walked over to the bushes, making sure to dodge the footprint she had just sketched down. Who knew when it might come in handy later? When she got to the bushes, she looked around for anything that could help her find out where the kidnappers were keeping Shinichi.
She was more footprints and compared them to her sketch. She found that it was a perfect match. She smiled as she put the sketch back into her backpack, and started looking around again.
She found a stone a few paces from where the footprint had been. She saw that the footprints seemed to get deeper in the front in the toes area a little to the side of the stone. There was a small hole there that was the exact size and shape of the stone. I see! she thought excitedly, The kidnapper must have bent down to pick up the stone, making his foot prints deeper in front.
But why did the kidnapper bother to pick up the stone. He had some sort of drug with him that had knocked Shinichi out. So what was the point of wasting time to pick up an ordinary stone? And why had he just dropped it again a few inches from where he had picked it up? She thought about it for a few minutes, then it hit her.
Of course! she thought suddenly, That sound we heard from behind us. It was just this stone. She glared at the stone angrily. The kidnapper wanted me and Shinichi to turn around. That way, Shinichi was behind me and had his back turned to the kidnapper. That just made the kidnapper's job much easier.
Ran pulled out a handkerchief from her backpack, picked up the stone, and put it into a small plastic baggie that she had pulled out with the handkerchief. She put the baggie back into her backpack, but put the handkerchief into her pocket. Hopefully she would need it again sometime soon.
She looked around some more and saw a small metal case. It had three different kinds of pills. Two of them looked like they had originaly had three pills, but now only had two. The third one had all three still. Plus, there was a space where something thin and square could go. Like a folded up handkerchief!
Ran picked up the case the same way she had picked up the stone and put it into its own plastic baggie and put it gently into her backpack. She looked at her two items for a second, then closed up her backpack and put it back onto her back.
Ran continued to look around for any more clues and sighed when she didn't find anything. She made absolutely sure that she had all of the things she had found and sketeched in her backpack and carefully put the backpack once again on her back.
On the way home, she pulled out the power bar she had grabbed earlier. She started to nibble on it and thought about the stuff she had found. She smiled to herself.
I didn't do half bad if I do say so myself. she thought to herself, continueing to smile. She finished her power bar quickly and coninued to walk home.
Once she go home, she took off her shoes and walked slowly to her room to put her backpack under her bed for her to look through one more time after breakfast. When she looked at her clock, she saw that it was now eight-thirty.
She was shocked to find that she had been out looking for clues for four hours. Well, maybe not quite four hours. She did have to count in getting ready and walking to and from the place where Shinichi had been kidnapped. But that was still quite a long time. She shook her head and went to the kitchen to start breakfast. A power bar just wasn't enough for a full breakfast, and her dad would want something to eat too.
After breakfast, Kogoro went to the police station to try to help Inspector Megure. (MD: Thanks for the spelling Alexandra! Conan: Yea! This baka was using the spelling that the computer gave her! MD: Shut up! Those red lines were bugging me! Conan: smirk)
When Ran was done cleaning up the kitchen, she walked up to her room to look through her backpack.
Ran sat on her bed with her backpack on her lap. She opened it and stared at her precious clues. The only clues that she had to finding Shinichi. She coninued to stare at the clues, wondering what to do with them in a way that would help her somehow locate Shinichi before it was too late.
She needed someone who knew about Shinichi's, er, condition. She thought as hard as she could. Who could help her find Shinichi? Who had the equipment and the knowledge that could find the advantages of the clues she had found that morning? That's when it hit her. She slapped a hand on her forehead.
"Of course!" she said excitedly:"How could i have forgotter?"
She jumped off the bed, slung her backpack on her back, and rushed to the front door. She shoved her feet into her already tied shoes, since she hadn't bothered to untie them after her morning detective work, and raced out the door. She ran down the street to her destination as quickly as her feet would carry her. Good thing she was in such good shape from all of that karate!
She soon arrived at the house she had been running towards. She opened the gate as fast as she could, fumbling a bit in her haste, and shoved it open. She rushed to door as fast as she could and just barely stopped herself from running right into it. She rang the bell several times and waited, panting.
The door opened and Ran took in a deep breath.
"Dr. Agasa! I need your help!"
(Yay! Conan's pov!)
Conan slowly opened his eyes and took a minute to remember where he was. His stomach felt worse than it had when he had fallen asleep and his head was still pounding.
Whatever that drug was, he thought to himself, frowning, it seems to have badly hurt my body. So even if the Black Organization doesn't kill me, the drug might just do it for them.
Conan gave a very empty laugh at this then sighed. He turned over to that he was on his side. he noticed that the light was on from behind the door at the end of the hallway. He struggled to sit up and, after minutes of stuggling, made it to his knees. He was sweating and panting by the time he was done.
Conan looked around the cell again and noticed a piece of glass on the floor. He looked up and noticed the window was broken and it looked like strong winds had blown right through it.
Wow, he thought, staring at the window, I knew it was raining really hard a few nights ago, but I didn't know that the wind was that strong! (MD: I is referrin to da first two chaps. Member dat it was rainin? Conan: Of course they remember! you only referred to the rain about a hundred times! MD: Oh yea...)
Conan stuggled over to the glass piece, which, luckily, was ony a few inches away.
Once he had gotten the glass shard in one of his hands, he cut the roped around his wrists. He rubbed them a few times to get the blood flowing before he started on his the ropes around his feet. After a minute of rubbing his wrists, he got back some feeling in his hands and was able to cut the rope off of his legs.
Once he had rubbed his ankles a bit, he started to check over himself to make sure that he wasn't too badly injured. He was relieved to only find a few bruises and cuts.
He had a bruise around his neck from when the kidnapper had held him while fighting Ran. He also had a bruise on his stomach, probably from when he had been thrown roughy into the cell. He also a had a large gash across is right cheek, most likely another gift from being tossed into the cell. He had bruises on his wrists and ankles from the ropes being tied to tightly on him. He was lucky that he didn't suffer too serious of damage. Last, he had a long and deep cut on his hand from gripping the glass shard.
Conan tared off a piece of his jacket and wrapped it around his hand as tightly as he could without hurting his hand too much. he was sick enough; he didn't need to lose too much blood to add to his bad health.
Conan sat in his cell, trying to find a way out of his predicament. He thought long and hard. He noticed that he still had the tracer on his button. I guess they didn't notice it. he thought, looking at it, Either that, or they thought it was nothing to be worried about. But how could the tracer help? He needed his glasses for it to be of any use to him, and what use would it be even if he could use it?
Conan sighed and wondered what the point of searching through his jacket was. He couldn't remember Dr. Agasa giving him any more gadgets. The men who had kidnapped him had his sneakers, glasses, watch and bowtie. What else was there?
Despite these thoughts, Conan felt through his jacket and was shocked when his hand came across something cold and small attached to the inside of his jacket. He pulled the strange item gently off of his jacket so that he could get a good look at it.
It was his Detective Boys badge. He looked at it for a few minuted curiously. Then, a brillient idea started to form in the back of his pounding head.
He smiled to himself, despite all of the pain that he was in. He had found a brillient way to use both his badge and the tracer stuck to his button to his advantage. With that thought in his mind, Conan laid back on the hard, cold floor of his cell and fell asleep. He was too exhausted and felt too sick to do anything else.
MD: Whelp, there's another chapter for you guys. I had this all typed out on Saturday, but my computer was having problems with the internet. Whoever came up with viruses should die a slow and very painful death.
Conan: I can't believe you actually got off of your lazy butt and typed this out so early!
MD: Hey, I resent that! Whatever. I am kinda lazy at times. But I had and awsome softball game, so I was in a really good mood and decided to type this early!
Conan: Just because you "smacked" that ball clear out to "centerfield", and you got like "four or five" outs. But enough of that. Just respond to the reviews.
MD: Just because you don't understand the heart of the cards, doesn't mean you have to be so grumpy!
Conan: ...
MD: Well, let's get these reviews responed to! WHEEEEEEEE!
Fyliwion: I'm really glad that I havn't bored you to death! And i had loads of fun in Arizona, thanks! And I'm loving my Spanish Harry Potter book! I hope this came out somewhat soon enough for you! Thanks for reviewing so fast! And I hope you continue to enjoy!
Xeno: Don't worry about not reviewing for a few chaps. I'm just glad that you are enjoying this! This is a little bit like when Conan was kidnapped by his parents. But this is definatly for real this time. I don't think his parents would let him get quite that hurt, or quite that sick. Thanks for reviewing! I hope that you coninue to read and enjoy!
Aikachi: I'm glad that you think this is getting good! I'm trying to make it exciting! I hope this update came soon enough for you. Thanks for reviewing and I hope you continue to enjoy!
Jimmy's Girl: I'm glad that you have faith in Rachel. I do too, she's seems to be a very loyal friend/girl friend. (Conan: Hey!) Ha ha. I see that you use the Engish names. That's cool. It's nice to recognize the names better every once in a while. I'll use the english names when responding to your reviews if you want. Thanks for reviewing, and i hope you got my e-mail!
Alexandra: Ha ha. Well, I hope the suspense doesn't hurt too bad! I gave some huge clues in this chapter as to how Ran will find Shinichi! You just have to put the clues together! As they say, "There is only one truth!" (or in the english one "One truth always prevails!") Thanks for the tip about Megure. That was a huge help! And your absolutly right about the tomboy thing. I'll just make sure to keep the fluff to a sumwhat minimum. Don't want to go all girly-girl on you guys! And as for being penpals, I would LOVE to. You were right, I am from America. Good ol' California. And the e-mail thing is a great idea. Just tell me if you want me to send the first e-mail or if you want to. Thanks for another one of your great reviews! I hope you continue to read and enjoy!
Tiffany K: Don't worry about not reviewing. It's nice enough to know that you read this occasionally and don't tell me it sux at school. And I'm really glad that you don't need to know the story to enjoy it, otherwise you would be pretty bored. Detective Conan is both a manga and an anime. The anime came out first though in America and the manga followed it. If you want, I could lend you my books. Just ask for them at school! Thanks for reviewin! Hope you continue to enjoy!
Michel 8 8 8: First of all, I just want to say wow! I've heard that English is one of the hardest languages to learn and it's amazing that you learned it so well. I know what you mean about the differences in the difficulty of Spanish compared to some languages. Japanese is much more difficult since the kanji is completely different from our alphabit! Oh, and I can't wait to read your first english fanfic! I'm sure that I will enjoy it immensly. I will be on the lookout for it. By the way, I'm glad you liked my ending, it took me forever to find the perfect closing sentance. Thanks for reviewing! I hope you continue to enjoy!
MD: Thank you reviewers! You make my day every time I sign on and see your wonderful reviews. And they even make this grump happy!
Conan: Hey! Who you callin a grump? But I do really enjoy your reviews...
MD: See! Please continue to review. As you can see, Conan and I really do listen to your advice about different things and really appreciate it!
Conan: Yea! Did you see how she spelled Inspectore Megure's name?
MD: burns brigh red Anyways, that's about it for this chapter! So, Ttfn!
Conan: Ta ta for now!