The night passed by relatively quickly as everyone went to there respective homes to rest for the night eager for the results of tomorrows hair strand test. The detective had told Dazai over the phone that during the cleanup of the latest body while moving her to the morgue, one of the police officers had found a long strand of dark hair clinging to the womens clothes. The dead woman is question had short bleach blonde hair that couldn't have been hers, so the discovery of the hair strand was a hopefully promising lead.

Once morning came, and the group of four were walking to the police station with the surveillance camera footage. The detective sent Dazai a message that they got a hit and to come early in the morning for the results. Yawning Dazai props himself in the seat across from Detective Walters, the other three sitting around the long meeting table, a projector ready for use.

Detective Walters crosses his hands under his chin as he has a folder and a small remote on the table surface below him. He gives a low sigh "It's good you could make it. I had my men working all throughout the night running the hair through the database looking for a match, and finally around sunrise we found one." He says as he picks up the small remote and turns it towards the white screen on the head of the table. On the screen comes a girl with dark brownish red colored hair that reached a bit past her shoulders. Her hair was wavy, skin looked like the sun had kissed her lightly, and honey gold eyes. She looked like she was fairly young and was wearing an orphanage stationed outfit.

"Her name is Beatrix Von Lothringen. Born in Austria, and raised in an orphanage since she was a baby. Her parents are unknown, but at the age of 4 years old she was adopted by the Peterson couple. Then a year later when she was 5, the neighbors came back from a months vacation to find out the Peterson couple dead in there house. They were half decomposed, but Beatrix was nowhere to be found throughout the house. The safe in the couples room was open and cleaned out, whereas in the girls room a lot of clothes from the dresser in the room was emptied out." Walter's explains as he looks back over to Dazai.

Dazai meets the detectives eyes "What of an ability? How long were the bodies discovered to be in the house before discovery?"

"It was estimated that they were dead a couple of weeks before being discovered. There was no signs of a struggle throughout the house either." Walters replies grimly a thin frown on his lips.

"How were they killed?" Dazai questions once more, eyes completely focused for once.

Walters clears his throat as he opens the folder to the very old autopsy reports of the couple. Stopping on the man first he speaks "Davis Peterson, he was like our victims of the cases were currently investigating. His heart was burst inside his chest, but there was a knife with his DNA on the handle close to his body. The Austrian police determined that he must have been fixing to attack someone, but without any living eyewitnesses, or security cameras they couldn't really make a firm determination." He flips the page to another report of a woman "Lia Peterson, she was found with a single shot gun wound to the head. It was determined with such a point blank range, and the fact that her fingerprints were found on the pistol, that she had shot herself in the head."

Dazai hms as he nods his head and looks back up to the man a small smile on his face. "Well thanks to that information, I think we've figured out who's behind the murder part of every crime." He looks back to the picture still on the wall "She is the only one that could have killed the man with an ability to manipulate the heart. Though we can't be a hundred percent sure until I forward this information to Ango. He's supposed to be forwarding me a list of ability users that have a camo ability, or close to it." Dazai reaches for the laptop with the tape as he opens it and shows it to the detective as he goes on to explain everything that they concluded and came up with last night for it.

"So more than likely there is more than one suspect in this crime spree." Walters says as he looks up from the footage. "For me this is enough evidence, but for more of the higher ups you know how difficult it is to convince them that this tiny sliver of footage is anything conclusive."

"I do." The bandaged man says as he sighs under his breath. "Most would try to find some loop around an explanation around as to why the puddle was disturbed. Whether it be rain, someone threw something, something fell, excetera, excetera." Dazai says as he looks down to the table. "Not to mention some of the higher ups aren't big fans of ability users either. So it'll be hard convincing them, but every case where a ability user is involved in a crime spree like this, no matter what they want their head."

Atsushi speaks up from behind sheepishly "Um sir. What will happen to this girl and whoever else is involved in this case?"

"In a minor case of theft, or robbery they'll be have some time in, maybe up to a year or more of prison with ability restraints, with up to three years of probation. In a case such as this, with several accounts of murder. If they don't plead guilty, they'll be held for a trial date in the court of law. If proven guilty which in this case, there is several pieces of evidence against them, and they'll be sentenced as guilty by the jury. If they take the deals offered to them they could avoid the death sentence, and be sent to the highest secured facility for ability users. They'll be put under 24/7, 365 days a year surveillance. Ability cancelers on their bodies constantly depending on their ability, and never see the light of day, or taste the air of freedom for the rest of their days." Walters states professionally, as a knock on the door outside is heard, the man turns his head towards the door "Yes what is it?"

A police officer peaks his head out from the hallway "Sir someone that works for a man named Ango dropped this list off for someone that goes by the name of Dazai. He said that he found out about this meeting, and that it would save him the trouble of faxing the information." The officer says as he puts a yellow closed envelope on the table as he looks at Walters for further orders.

The detective nods "Ok." He cuts his eyes back to the young officer "You may go. I can handle it from here, the meeting is still in session."

"Yes sir." The officer says as he bows and proceeds to close to door behind him.

Walter motions to Dazai to get the folder, and the bandaged man takes the envelope not wasting any time as he tears into it, to drag out a short list of names. He puts the rest of the contents down on the table as he looks through the list which consists of a total of 5 names. Stapled on the front is a small letter that reads.

-Dazai

I had my men go through the database last night and look through the list of names for what you had requested yesterday. I came up with a list of the 5 in the list, we went even further and searched all their information, location etc. It details if they are deceased or still alive. The other packet in the envelope details where they've been, where they currently live, etc. If you have any questions come into contact with me or any of my men.

-Ango

'Ok let's see what we've got.' Dazai thinks as he looks through the names. Down below lists:

Scarlett Gerson

Freya Bacarri

Elijah Backstrom

Carter Williamson

Cyra Babins

Dazai raises an eyebrow as he puts the list down and proceeds to pull out the profiles of each user. The first one he sees is Scarlett Gerson. "Scarlett Gerson." He calls out as he reads out her information to everyone. "Thirteen years old, she lives in Ontario, Canada. She was contacted yesterday asking of her whereabouts for the last 3 weeks. She said that she was attending a camp with her classmates for the past month, and that they still have another month to go until she was finished with it. Her alibi ended up checking out as the camp was contacted with the information she had gave them. Her ability allows her to blend in with her surroundings, but only if she's standing still." The bandaged man finishes as he sets the profile aside. He looks back up to the detective waiting for his verdict.

"Well according to the footage, by the way the puddle was disturbed, it appeared that whoever it was, was walking. If this girls alibi didn't even check out, it couldn't have been her. This person in the video had a camo ability that allows them to be undetectable even when walking, or running. This Scarlett would have been seen if she would have started any movement out of that alleyway." He picks up her profile and puts an X on top to tell everyone that she's not a suspect. "Though we have definite proof that there is more than one person in the murder sprees now. Beatrix's name isn't on the list."

Dazai nods confirming the man's observations "That's correct. Beatrix is in the database, though the profile you picked up was when she was young. It has to be outdated by now, and it doesn't have anything about her ability on the profile either. Now moving on to the next person on this list, Freya Bacarri, 30 years old. She lives Puebla, Mexico. When asked about where she was in the past 3 weeks, she stated that she was working at her job as a housekeeper. She gave Ango's men all the contacts to the people she's employed under, and it's checked out as well." He looks farther down in the profile "Her ability allows her to turn herself invisible, but when hit with water she becomes visible again, that includes getting her clothes and shoe wear wet as well."

Chuuya sighs from behind Dazai having been silent listening and letting Dazai do all the talking. "That mean she can't be a suspect either. If her foot were to splash into that puddle, she would have become visible to the camera's above in that alleyway."

The detective gives the same X mark on her profile after picking her profile apart. So they go through the others on the list little by little. Elijah Backstrom previously lived in Bellevue, Nebraska USA. Two years ago in a scuffle with an enemy gang he was killed from a single shotgun wound to the neck. He died a few minutes later after the bullet had hit a major blood vessel and he bled to death. He was 19 years old at the time of his murder. His ability allowed him to turn any color he touched to blend in with his surroundings. He was out of the question, after all a dead man can't tell no tales nor take no actions.

Carter Williamson 27 years old was currently in prison for a charge of count 10 murder. He's being held in a prison in his home country of the USA. Six years ago he had robbed a bank and had shot down three of his hostages, when the police came surrounding the building, he shot and killed 7 of the police officers. Carter ended up being shot in the stomach, but was recovered after sent to the hospital for emergency surgery. He's serving a life sentence, with a possibility of parole in 10 years. His ability like the others were about the same, but it didn't matter because he was behind bars all the way in the US.

Finally the last one Cyra Babins. She lives in Toledo, Spain. Her ability mimicking Scarlett's, but Cyra was also crippled in her hip at the age of 15 years old from being hit by a car speeding close to her house. She currently is 45 years old living with some of her relatives that assist in her growing old age. Her olden age has left her hardly walking, and its been confirmed that she isn't the one in the video. Cyra has been in and out of counseling and therapy for the past year for a fall in her home the last year.

"Well shit. That list ended up being a big pile of nothing." Walters says as he pulls out a pack of cigarettes. "Were back to square one now, and the only person of interest is this Beatrix girl." He says in slight frustration as he gets a cig out and lights it. Bringing it to his lips he inhales, the end turning red.

"Whoever has this camo ability isn't in the database." Chuuya says as he crosses his arms, sighing lowly. "Man this case is going to take us through the wringer."

"You got that right…" Walters says as he rests his elbows on the table. "We're basically back to square one."

Dazai stands up then his hands in his pockets "I'm going to give Ango a call, I'll be right back." As he proceeds to walk out of the room, and into a janitor closet where he's sure does not have any camera's as he pulls out his cell phone. Dialing he waits for the other line to pick up, and it doesn't take anytime at all for the other line to pick up.

"Dazai. I presume you've looked through the profiles already." Ango is quick to say in a calm voice over the line.

"Yes. Bad news is none of them checked out, but I have a feeling that you had a feeling it wasn't any of them on that list too." Dazai says lowly as he leans against the far wall of the darkened closet, the only light peeking out from beneath the bottom of the doorway.

A sigh is heard "Yes. Did the hair check out?"

Dazai unconsciously nods his head "Yeah it did. Tell me do you have anyone by the name of Beatrix Von Lothringen in your database?"

"Let me check right quick." Ango says as the sound of rapid but low typing can be heard over the line. For a few minutes nothing is really heard until Ango's voice comes back over the phone. "Yes she's here. What type of information do you need?"

"The name of her ability, how it works, how old she is currently, you know the basics." Dazai replies with a lazy wave of his hand.

"The name of her ability is 'Thou Shall Hold Thy Heart', and her ability allows her to make skin to skin contact, or preferably hand to skin contact where she proceeds to give her victims a mark. With the snap of her fingers she can manipulate anyone's heart, as a form of control or killing over the victim. She can have more than one victim marked at the same time. Let's see here, she was registered into the database when her adoptive parents found out about her ability at the age of 4 years old. She dropped from the radar about her whereabouts, etc at the age of 5 years old. Today she would be 18 years old, according to her birthdate. Her parents unknown, no siblings, nothing else really about her. She's the one behind the murders isn't she?" Ango asks after reading off the very brief profile pic.

"Yeah the information you just gave confirmed my theory. We have suspect number 1, but suspect number 2 is unknown." The bandage man sighs lowly as he sees a shadow walk past the door in a quick pace, before being gone again. "Though finding and catching Beatrix is going to be tricky, but if we can capture her, we can question her and hopefully get suspect number 2."

"This is bad, we have an unregistered ability user roaming the streets of Yokohama." Ango says chillingly over the phone. "We don't know the full extent of what they can do besides what you described before to me yesterday. If that's all, I ought to be going, I have a lot of work to catch up on. Should I send you Beatrix's profile pic?"

"Yeah that would be great. I got to relay this information to the detective over the case. Were still being held in a meeting." Dazai says his goodbyes as he goes back to the room only to run into the detective putting on his jacket in a rush. "What is it?"

Walters looks at him grimly "We have another body that was found ten minutes ago. There was a couple that were heading on there way home, and they got attacked. One was killed and the other managed to run away to a cop car making his rounds nearby the area. The suspects didn't give chase, they were gone by the time the cop made it back to the scene." The detective jots out as Dazai and the others follow him.

Meanwhile on top of a building overlooking the Yokohama docks looking back to where there prey got away, sits the very girl that they were investigating. Two others behind her, one with light lavender hair that was tied into ponytails on the side of her head hanging down. With lavender eyes, fair light skin, and a cat hair pin on one side of her face. She's wearing a light purple colored top with white frilly bottom of the top. The jacket over the top is Black on the outside, and on the inside is a pink color with the hoodie resembling bunny ears. She has black legging like pants on, with brown fuzzy knee high boots on her feet.

"So what should we do? One of our victims got away." The lavender haired girl asks in a light russian tone.

Beatrix just waves her gloved hand in the cool nights air with a smirk "Oh I wouldn't worry about that. They'll only talk for a little bit, but they won't have the chance to spill anything important."

"Did you mark them?" Theodore the other person behind her asks as he stands with his hands behind his back. His piercing red eyes that resembled the devil eyes inself looking down to her. His spiky midnight black hair blowing gently in the winds of the daytime breeze, as he has a pair of sunglasses with gems in the handle grasped in his hand. His pinstripe suit that consisted of a deep red, followed by a dark purple vest, with black pants and a black jacket. His polished shoes shining in the sun's rays.

"Yeah, they won't get very far." Beatrix says with a shrug as she swings her feet from the large pipe she's sitting on.

The lavender haired girl's face stays neutral "Why haven't you killed them yet? Surely you know what will happen if we were to be caught, right?"

"I want them to see someone die in their own offices is all. Them beat at their own game, and to have there only eyewitness in the case to bleed to death right in front of them." Beatrix says with a snicker. She turns to the girl "Hey since your unregistered, and you have that fake ID why don't you go get us something to eat?"

The lavender haired girl nods "Yes I'm a bit hungry myself. I know with you two it'll be harder to move around since your both registered into the system." She says as she starts walking to the stairs on the side of the building rooftop they sit or stand on. With a wave of her hand she walks down the stairs and out of sight as her image wavers out into the winds.

"You don't think they've caught on yet that there are more than one of us?" Theo asks the girl as he sits down beside her on the rooftop.

"They have." Is her simple answer, though it doesn't seem to make her nervous as she keeps watching the people below. "As long as we play our cards right we can grab a few more victims, and then move on to the next town. We didn't have enough time to grab the victims wallet this time, though if we did, it wouldn't have done much good since one of our victims got away."

When she sees Theo question look does she continue with a finger in the air as if naming off a fact. "You see they have caught on that there is more than one of us, but they don't know our identities yet. They may know mine, and have linked it up by now, or in the near future, but that's to be expected. They wouldn't suspect you though since I didn't meet you until I was 6 ½ years old, add the fact it's a good thing my real parents never claimed me on the papers or else you would have been a link as well." She stands up then "I'm going to go lay down for awhile until our little russian comes back with our food. Signal me on the phone if anything catches your eye."

Theo watches her go back into the trapdoor on the old apartments they sit above, and she is gone. So he sits there watching the streets below. When 10 minutes later he turns his eyesight to see someone watching him from below. Crinkling his eyes he acts normal while pulling out a pack of cigarettes. The man had bandages around his arms for some reason, with a long light brown trench coat. 'What's up with that man….' Theo thinks blowing out some smoke.

Though before he can do much more the man turns around and walks the other direction. A thought then comes across his brain as he quick glances back to where Beatrix went, and back to the now empty spot on the ground below. A slight panic forming into his chest. 'Wait. Did he see the three of us together, or did he just see me?' He puts out his smoke as he thinks real quick 'We can't risk it, we have to move. We can't risk getting caught or discovered.' He thinks quickly as he sends a message to both of the girls as he marches back to the door Beatrix disappeared behind in a rush.