I got inspired to make a WHR fanfic. :3 I might actually finish this one unlike my FF one -cough- Anywho, please read a review, lemme know what you think. :3
I don't own any WHR characters...yet.
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Three hundred and twenty years have passed, since the coven sank in the dark
A divided path.
A lost soul
An Unknown future
Those with good hearts are easily corrupted to become the products of evil intentions.
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"Michael, we need you in the briefing room." Amon announced on his way passed Michael's computer work station. He nodded and closed whatever program he was working on and got out of his chair. Stretching, he made his way into the semi- darkened room and took up his usual seat at the end of the table.
Sakaki yawned widely and glanced at Karasuma, who was sitting beside him, seeming to be lost in thought about something. His eyes wandered over to Robin, who sat opposite him. She sat up straight and composed, staring intently at the data that appeared on the computer screens.
The room was full of an odd tension; even Amon was quieter than usual, taking his time going through what had to be said. "We've gotten a report from the police that there have been a few odd homicides not too far away from here, they all happened within hours of each other. This is an odd one for them to come to the STN about considering all the victims only had 3 things in common, they were all bitten by something and appeared to have had all the blood drained from their bodies and they were all male."
"You think it's a Witch?" Sakaki piped up, his boredom rapidly disappearing.
"At this point, we're not sure." Michael answered, "this is the weirdest case we've had yet. All the evidence points more towards vampirism, but there is one thing that the coroner found that has us skeptical."
"What's that?" Karasuma asked, remotely interested.
"They didn't die from loss of blood. It was pressure that was precisely applied to the victim's spine, from the inside."
"There wasn't anything material left at any of the scenes?" Karasuma asked, her voice taking on a serious tone.
"Not a thing. No prints, no fibers, nothing. It's almost like a ghost did this." Amon replied, crossing his arms over his chest.
Robin, who had been fairly quiet up to this point said "We're not even dealing with a witch anymore…"
Sakaki made an attempt to smooth down his light brown hair and looked at Robin, a puzzled expression forming on his face. "What do you mean?"
She never looked up from the report on the screen in front of her, "A witch didn't do this. These victims were not related in any way, yet the way they were killed was exactly the same, right down to the tiniest detail. It was a planned kill. Well thought out and put into action. Judging by what this says, the locations were all random and the bodies had not been touched. They were left as they had fallen."
Karasuma looked at Robin seriously and said, "Then what are we dealing with exactly?"
Robin turned her head to face her, "A soulreaver."
"Care to explain?" Amon asked in a monotone voice.
She nodded, "We like to think of Witches as evil demons. Soulreavers are a kind of demon to, therefore distantly related to a witch. The biggest difference is Soulreavers often have animalistic forms along with human ones and a wider range of powers depending on what blood characteristics they have. I'm almost certain the one we're dealing with here has a vampiric side as well as an animal side, to leave no traces like that; and the fact that all of the victim's were male; it suggests that this could be a female Reaver and also a succubus."
Michael raised a skeptical eyebrow, "Robin, are you sure? This story sounds so…unbelievable…"
Sakaki and Karasuma nodded in agreement, "to be honest no. I've only read about such beings. They existed so long ago and were wiped out long before the turn of the century. Its highly unlikely, but still a possibility." Robin replied.
"We're not Vampire hunters." Amon said bluntly, "What are we suppose to do if you're right?"
She shrugged lightly, "I don't know."
Michael sighed, "Well, if that's a buyable reason for this so be it. I'll see what I can find about these 'Reavers'."
"I take it we don't even have suspects?" Karasuma asked, propping her elbows up on the table and folding her hands in front of her chin.
"No. But we do have a witness for one of the cases." Amon said, putting up a picture on the screens. It was a younger guy with angled face with dark eyes and hair. "Sado Nasajishi. 19 years old: witnessed his roommate, Amagi Kiske being murdered by this 'Reaver'."
"It's a start." Sakaki said, yawning, "Are we investigating today?"
"Yes. Sakaki, go with Karasuma to each of the scenes and see if you can at least find something to go off of for evidence. Michael, I need you to look up more on Reavers and what the best thing we could do is, if Robin is right. Robin and I are going to interrogate Sado Nasajishi."
With that said and done, the lights came back on and everyone made their way out into the main room, just to see a smiling Dojima. "Good morning!" She said in an annoyingly high pitched voice. "You look lovely today Robin!" She said brightly and smiled at Robin. Robin just blinked at her and mumbled a 'thanks'.
"You're late." Amon said, brushing past her towards the door.
Dojima squinted her blue eyes at him and pouted fake-like. "Don't you dare chew me out like Kosaka did."
He kept walking. Robin nodded at her and walked out after Amon. Sakaki shrugged and looked over at Karasuma. "I guess we better go too." She nodded.
Dojima sighed half-heartedly and plopped into a chair beside Michael. "Guess I'm working with you today, buddy Ol' pal."
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Robin couldn't shake this uneasy feeling she had after leaving the office. It was the kind of feeling that made you think you were being watched. She was tempted to ask Amon if he felt it too, but judging by his calm demeanor; nothing was out of the ordinary.
When they finally made it to the underground parking lot and were getting into Amon's black car, Amon noticed Robin was quieter than usual and she looked worried. "What's wrong?" He asked bluntly, almost as if he really didn't want to say anything to her.
It took her a moment to answer, "Do you feel like you're being watched?"
He had indeed, now that she mentioned it, but he wasn't going to tell her. Just to be safe. "No. The only thing that's watching us is the security cameras. Now is not the time to be paranoid. We haven't even left STN yet." He said, sounding kind of annoyed.
Robin just nodded and climbed into the car, unsure of whether he was telling the truth or not. Amon started the car and backed out of the space, heading towards the exit.
A pair of golden eyes watched them carefully from the darkness.
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Dojima yawned widely and spun around once in her chair, stopping to face Michael. "Did you find anything?"
"How am I supposed to find anything with you being so distracting in the background?" He said, staring to get irritated. "Make yourself useful and search on Google or something."
She rolled her eyes and turned to the closest computer, opening up an internet browser. Michael sighed in relief and went back to concentrating on what he had found. "Looks like there really was such a thing as Soulreavers…" He thought, reading the public information. It was only telling him the most basic things. He would need to crack the password and get to the classified stuff. Luckily he had his password cracker open and running in the background. It produced results quickly, and he put in the password.
To his surprise, there was a back up firewall on the site. This was the first time he'd ever encountered something like this. Raising a brow he activated his own firewall and 'ducked' around the opposing one. "That was almost too easy…" He thought, proceeding to navigate through the rest of the site.
There was nothing there. Michael blinked a few times trying to figure out why a page was encrypted when there was nothing on it. He highlighted the page thinking it was a cheap trick of using the same colour font as the page. Still nothing. "Hmm." He said shrugging and exiting the site. He turned around to see what Dojima was up to.
She was on the internet alright, but looking up the lasted fashions. "I'm going to assume you're bored?" He commented.
"What? Oh, yeah…" She said absentmindedly reading descriptions on the page.
Now he was irritated. "Why aren't you looking up what you're supposed to be?"
She jumped slightly, "Don't shout. I did, and I found something you might find helpful."
He was surprised. "You did?" He got out of his chair and leaned looked over her shoulder as she pulled up a page she had minimized. He was expecting to see the same page he had just looked at, but surprisingly, it was different and more detailed. "Where did you find this?"
"Google. Where else?" She said, grinning.
He rolled his eyes, "Can I have your chair for a moment?" She got up and let him sit to read the information there. He scrolled down the page, past the introduction, and straight to the important part. As he read on, his eyes widened in disbelief and immediately printed off the pages.