Do not own characters or detective conan all rights go to Gosho. Sorry but the escape will be on the next chapter because it would make this chapter really long. Enough of my drabbles here is the chapter!

Can you believe Sherry's audacity to tell me that writing in a journal is "Sissy"? I don't mind her mocking me for writing but to use the word 'sissy' is just insulting. To not even use a proper word but slang is...Never mind knowing her she probably did it to antagonize me on my intelligence.

I have overheard that the organization ask Sherry's older sister for a favor. Sherry doesn't know this yet but I am conflicted on whether I should tell her or not. She already hates the organization for killing her parents but I fear if she continues to rebel they will exterminate her. She already suffer physical torture from refusing to work on her parents project. I know she never experience physical pain before only chemical burns so she has a low tolerance for it compared to me.

I wish my previous escape plans worked. A member would always ruin them. Thank goodness I cover my tracks well so the org. still doesn't know the number of times I tried to escape. However my most recent try was notice so now they are moving me to a new location. But I doubt that will matter. This is the third time they moved me since I joined them. The first one was from somewhere in Japan to Britain before I turned six when I tried to find a way outside to see the sky. Then from Britain to the United States. It took me a week to conclude that we were no longer in Britain and then to figure out which country we were in. They always knock me out when they take me out of the building to join Vermouth in a field job. Most of my field jobs dealt with pretending to be someone's child or bringing the person a false sense of security. Anyways Sherry will be joining me in this move due to her rebels but I'm glad I won't be leaving her here.

I hear noise coming. In a few moments I will hid this journal in the wall in hope that this can be evidence of the organization crimes if this building is ever discover by the FBI. ~Martini

I close the journal containing what little evidence I gather against the organization. The door opens and I jump startled. 'They shouldn't be here yet and they know better than to open my door without knocking. There is only three people that dare to open the door without knocking first.'

"Hello Sherry." I sigh and grab the journal walking towards my secret compartment I made in the wall completely ignoring the look Sherry gives me.

"Be glad it was me that's here and not your guardians. You know well enough that writing about the organization in a diary is forbidden and also pointless since nobody is ever going to read it." Sherry says and jumps on my bed.

"yeah, yeah I know that and it's not a diary. What do you want to tell me Sherry?" I ask her slightly annoyed when I have to raise my head a centimeter more to look at her directly in her eyes. 'She's only taller than me because she's nine and I am eight and 24 days old' I tell myself.

"I have been order to tell you that it's time to go. Are your bags ready?" She gets of the bed and look to the two bags by the door.

"They been pack since I was first informed. Where do you think we will be relocated?" I grab my bags and walk with her to the meeting point. From there we were blindfolded and lead towards the roof.

"I have no idea but I guess it's most likely another country. Goodbye land of the free." She gives a heartless laugh. 'I only hope it is a country where I at least know the language. I remember when I went to Britain how annoying it was at first for me not to know the language. Good thing the guards don't know Japanese so they can't understand what me and Sherry are saying.'

I then felt a needle puncture my arm. My arms were restraint and I quickly lose consciousness.

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I wake up to find myself laying on a bed in a close room. One way mirrors were to my left.

"Hello Martini-san" A male mechanical voice in English says. I mentally smirk. 'Bingo~ I'm in Japan. What a foolish mistake to use san. If he used mister then it would have been a little more difficult to located which country I'm in.'

"Hello and can you kindly inform me to whom am I speaking with?" I reply in flawless English.

"I go by the name Port."

"Hello Port. Care to tell me how long I've been asleep?"

"No. But after you are given food to eat our strategists wants you to check their plans."

"Of course that should be no problem. What crimes are you going to be committing?"

"It will be a robbery."

"I see so who are you working under besides the boss?"

"How do you know I'm working under someone? I could be head of my section."

"Unlikely." I smirk looking at the mirror. "You address me as san therefore seeing myself as an equal. Your pauses and hiding behind a mirror is weak. No leader of any section in the organization would keep themselves hiding from me. They all try to recruit me to their field when they come in contact with me however the first thing you did was state that the strategist wanted me. Now answer my question Port."

"You really are a genius huh, well I work under use to work under Whiskey but now I work under Merlot." I think of the names he given me but I never meet them.

"So who do you have watching out for the robbery that you need my help? The FBI?" Only a month ago did I find out who the FBI are. It amazes me to see how incompetent they are but maybe it's because Vermouth was the one who told me all about them.

-"Interpol." My eyes widen at this fact. "It's the main reason you were brought to this location besides the fact that you tried to take a walk outside." 'That was the excuse that I came up with better than them believing I was trying to escape. But I was still punish.' I thought

A siren wailed. Shock filled me. That sound was only played if one thing happened. One of our enemies have discovered this location and is going to break in. Two big men entered the room. They grabbed me and ran down multiple hallways. I heard through the ear piece the orders they were given in Japanese. I over heard that the FBI are three miles away and that I was to be hidden in room 334 along with Sherry.

A plan forms in my head.'This is the most perfect time to escape when everything is hectic. But how did they discover this location? I was brought here not to long ago so there is a traitor in the org. Well chances like this doesn't happen so better take advantage of it.'

we enter room 334 and I see sherry standing in the room looking at me with large shock eyes. I was dropped and the door slammed shut with the two men inside with us. Then the door locked with a loud Click.

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