Author's Note - Well. This took me forever and a day to write. Things are really picking up, and I'm sorry to say random intervals of time, much like this one, will most likely accompany each update for some time, and I cannot guarantee a set schedule. That being said, I will try my best. The TDI poll has been removed from my home page for a bit, I'd much prefer for you all to vote for who you think Grima is, that poll being up there now. As always, feel free to comment any theories you have, and more importantly, I hope you enjoy - 1%


Chrom was still twitching when Robin spoke.

"Everyone! Inside! Now!"

They all rushed in, however, once in the police station they had little idea what to do. After a few moments of tense silence, with some heated looks exchanged between coworkers, and friends, Miriel stepped forward, and stated the obvious.

"I feel it safe to conclude a person or persons with homicidal tendencies is targeting police officers. Value and I found Cordelia dead in her apartment. Although, I feel it an understatement to say it appears you have realized this on your own already."

""Realized what now?" Vaike asked

"Imbecile." Miriel slapped him in the back of his head.

"Thank you for that, Miriel." Robin stepped forwards.

"Alright. We need to all gather together in this station until we have better leads, and can track this son of a bitch down ourselves. For the moment, it appears they have the upper hand. And I'm not going to lie. We just got fucking back handed. And this prick's hand was full of rings. So. We need to alert the rest of the police force, -and preferably get us all together. Strength in numbers, yeah? I know the electronics are out here, due to the EMP, so I have to ask you all. If you have a working cell phone, please use it, and bring everyone here. Is that clear?"

"You obviously haven't thought this through, Robin." Miriel replied. "If we do this... We paint a nice, juicy target on our back for whoever this is to take out. All of us dead at once. That's almost certainly what they want. We need to separate."

"So they can pick us off one by one?" Vaike answered her, "Look Miriel. I think Robin knows what's going on. We need to trust him."

"Imbecile. Have you already forgotten what we discussed? Was several minutes to lengthy a period of time for your lackluster memory?"

Virion butted in. "Miriel, your brain is almost as beautiful as your radiant smile. However now all of us are so well endowed. I may only speak for myself, but I would greatly appreciate if you would fill us in on whatever secret you seem to be holding."

"One of you already knows, I'm certain." She looked very closely at the faces of her friends. She noticed nothing more than confusion and grief on the faces of all present, but it would certainly merit more investigation.

"C'mon, Miriel... Please tell us..." Lisa pleaded

"Gregor would like to know. Gregor kindly requests he be informed immediately." Gregor added.

"For the memories of all that have fallen." Sumia begged.

To that, Lucina added "Well... SOME of the fallen."

Miriel could tell that she would have to tell the others. And she hadn't managed to goad the killer into attacking her, damn them. Not that she really expected it. She sighed. Due to her vast intelligent, she thought it reasonable to assume she would be amount the next victims, as she would pose a large threat. She cleared her throat, but before she could speak, the door flew open, and Stahl rushed in, Sully hot on his heals.

"No one move," He shouted!

No one in particular had been moving, but they froze more, if at all possible.

"Is everyone here?" He asked.

"No, but we were-" Robin tried to answer.

"Get them here. Now. Then, I'm locking us in." This statement was met with looks of confusion from all present, with the exception of Miriel, who looked mildly amused. It appeared to her she hadn't been the only one to figure it out.

"I'll explain more once they get here. Until then, you all get nothing."


While waiting for the late comers to arrive, Grima was able to slip away. They weren't the only one to disperse around the building, in fact most did to keep from killing Stahl with their frustration and confusion. Grins smiled as they thought of that. They supposed it applied to them a bit more literally. They did what they needed to, and were able to finish setting up for quite a while in almost no time at all. They were even able to make it back in time to see the last officer come through the door. They sat down at their desk, and waited to see what would happen next.


"Alright. I would like to ask that those of you that have not already moved to your desk, to do that now please. I'd like to call role, bar the door, and then we can begin."

The police officers grumbled, but complied.

Stahl cleared his throat, and began taking roll call.

"Frederick? He's dead.

Robin?"

"Which one?"

"Both."

"She's dead, he's over there."

"Damn... Well... Thank you, I suppose.

Chrom? I saw his corpse out front. Lovely show of respect for him, by the way, leaving him outside."

Lucina smirked.

"That was me."

"...I'm Sure it was. Glad to see you here, Lucina. Let me see... Gregor, Virion, Lissa, Maribelle, Sumia, Miriel, Vaike, Ricken, Libra, Myself, Sully, Gregor, Panne, Nowi, Gaius, Tharja..."

"Has anyone seen Cordelia? Or do we need to wait more?" Stahl asked.

"She has ascended life, her's taken by the same as the killer of the rest." Miriel informed him.

"Ah. Well, that's too bad... I can't help but feel I've left someone out, though..."

"It was me."

Stahl heard a voice speak from directly behind him. He jumped, and spun around.

"Gah! Kellam?!"

"Of course. It's always me."

"How long have you been standing there? And... Why are you so close to me?"

"Well, to answer the first part, the entire time. I had talked to you only a few moments ago, about Robin. Remember?"

"No... Not really."

Kellam sighed, as Stahl shrugged. He took his seat, and Stahl prepared to speak, after barring and locking the door.

"I'm going to cut right to the chase here. As you all know, we have lost 4 officers in as many days. What you don't know, is that the killer has confessed."

The police were confused by this, and all tried to speak at once.

"No. Not like that. All they have confessed to... Is being a police officer themselves."

An uproar ran through the crowd, and Stahl braced for the inevitable follow up event.


This was perfect. The idiot had distracted the entire room, giving Grima more than enlightenment time to make their next kill. Their only dilemma was who to kill. So many had yet to shine, and so many were shining their brightest. They would hate to end a life before it was time. After a moment's consideration, Grima settled on a victim, and pounced.


Sully had charged directly into the crowd. She meant to prevent any physical fighting between them, but she doubted it would escalate that much. Someone could lost their job for being that stupid. Even Vaike knew that. Still, she thought, better too fucking prepared then not prepared enough. Which was ironic, as not prepared was exactly what she was. She felt like a searing coal had run quickly across her neck, and the blood flowed immediately afterwards. She had no time to say or do anything, only glancing at Stahl before she fell to the floor, dead.