Disclaimer! I do not own Bungou Stray Dogs. The characters are owned by Kafka Asagiri and illustrated by Sango Harukawa. The only things I own are my storyline and OC's. I am not making money off of this story, nor do I plan to.
This story takes place sometime after season 3 of the anime. This can be seen as canon divergence as I do not follow the manga nor the light novels.
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"Miss Dickens, you'll want to take a look at this. The x-rays from all four bodies just came back." Her assistant, Jacob Marley, handed her four films of the different x-rays of the corpses she had found. Charlie frowned and took ahold of the films and hung them on the lit-up board to display said x-ray films.
In the first film, almost everything looked normal. All the organs were in the right place, showing the trauma Charlie expected from a corpse like this.
"What am I looking for, Marley?" She asked, and Marley pointed to a lighter part near the stomach area.
"This Miss Dickens, it looks like-"
"A pumpkin?" Charlie leaned closer to the film and squinted, adjusting her glasses to see better.
Indeed it looked like a small pumpkin, probably four inches across if she had to wager a guess. It looked like it had been shoved in the chest cavity and sewn up. She'd have to take a better look when she began the autopsy.
"Yes, it seems like it must be a pumpkin, but you must look at this." He hung up the other three x-ray films and pointed to similar positions in the films.
"They- they all have pumpkins? Hold on, Marley. Are you saying this is a serial killer? Like- like the-the Zodiac?"
"I believe the correct term is mass murderer right now. But, unfortunately, we don't know a second location or cooling off period that is common with spree killers or serial killers at the moment." Marley ran a hand through his hair and glanced back to the x-ray films. Charlie rubbed at the bridge of her nose, taking off her glasses in the process.
"Right, mass murderer. Well, I got to start the autopsies and see what I can find out. Let me know if anything comes up."
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Charlie spent approximately the next twelve hours straight elbow-deep in human remains as she performed autopsies on the four bodies. It took about three hours per body to investigate and find out the cause of death, log all necessary information, and take the required samples. During that time, she spoke with the ghosts, finding out about their lives and their last moments.
None of the three spirits knew who or what had killed them. They all had similar stories. All had been on their various missions around the city when they had been knocked out. When they all came to, they were all in the warehouse. There had been a flash of silver, then nothing. Diedrich proposed that had been when they had all died. Abruptly, Bones was cut off in explaining how he died with Marley calling over the intercom into the operating room.
"Um… Miss Dickens? A man named Nakahara Chuuya is waiting for you in the break room. He says it's urgent Port Mafia."
Charlie refrained from rubbing her nose as she was still in her surgical gown, gloves, and the face shield for autopsies. Nakahara Chuuya must be the executive she rode with earlier to the crime scene.
"Right. Thanks, Marley; I'll be right out as soon as I'm done sewing up this body. Feel free to go home early. I won't be needing you for the rest of the day." She replied and continued with her work.
A few minutes later and Marley was back.
"I'm sorry, Miss Dickens, but he's insisting that he speaks with you now. He says it really is urgent." He said, and she could hear his apologies through his tone.
"Tell him I'm in the middle of sewing up a body!" Charlie snapped, and she heard him scurry away. She finished the last few sutures before properly storing the body and exited the operating room.
'Nakahara Chuuya' was waiting over a cup of coffee by the time she had changed out of her surgical gown and gloves. He looked mildly irritated but held his tongue while Charlie adjusted her scrubs and poured herself a cup of coffee.
"So." She began, and Chuuya made a face,
"This coffee is shit." Was all he said, and Charlie snorted,
"Right, thanks for that. Now, what was so important that I had to nearly stop my autopsy?" She asked and took a seat across from him at the small table.
"Boss wants an update on the case." He explained, and she blinked. Did he want to pull her away from an autopsy to ask for an update?
"An update." Was all she managed to say, her temper slowly rising.
Chuuya nodded, and Charlie actually had to take a deep breath. Her temper was something she prided herself in controlling, but being as sleep-deprived and exhausted as she was, she didn't have much thought for patience. After a few more deep breaths, she tapped the table,
"Well, I've done the initial autopsies, but it'll take time for the tests to come back. So all I can tell Mori, for now, is that all the bodies had pumpkins in them." Now Chuuya raised an eyebrow, setting his coffee mug down and leaning forward on his elbows on the table.
"Pumpkins?"
"Yes, pumpkins. All four bodies had wooden pumpkins sewn into the chest cavity. I didn't notice until my assistant cleaned the bodies and saw the initial stitching. The cause of death was determined to be beheading, so they were sewn in afterward. That's all I can say for now."
Chuuya pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed, rubbing underneath his eyes as he did so. He looked tired.
"There's nothing else you can tell me?" He asked, exasperation thick in his voice, and Charlie downed her coffee in two gulps.
"Not unless you can control time and get me those test results faster or let me redo the autopsies, which will take another twelve hours." He slammed his fists down on the table.
"Dammit!"
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FairyTailWzard's OC's (these are mine! Do not steal them!):
Charlene "Charlie" Dickens: Sleep-deprived 23-year-old medical examiner works to solve homicides and perform for the police, Port Mafia, and the Armed Detective Agency. Ability: The Haunted Man and the Ghost's Bargain; allows her to see and interact with the spirits of the dead.
Rudyard Kipling: Deceased Englishman in his 30s, unknown background. Ability: The Jungle Book; he can manifest his tattoos into real animals. He has the tattoos of a python, a Bengal tiger, and a giant bear.
Jacob Marley: He is Charlie's assistant in the morgue and during autopsies. He lives with his nephew Tim Cratchit and businessman Ebenezer Scrooge.
"Bones": Port Mafia member found dead
Katrina Van Tassel: Port Mafia member found dead
Ichabod Crane: Port Mafia member found dead. The only one not to come back as a ghost.
Diedrich Knickerbocker: Port Mafia member found dead. Ability: Storyteller-Basically whatever he reads/writes becomes a reality.