Episode 2: Of Mysteries and Massacres
Disclaimer: Standard Disclaimer applies
Lyserg returned to England and eventually settled down, with none other than his former leader from his time with the X-Laws, the Iron Maiden Jeanne, as his wife, of all people…
They now live in Surrey, the countryside area located at the southern outskirts of London, along with their two children, the son, Trevor, and the daughter, Laura.
Lyserg, like his father before him, continued the legacy of shaman detectives, Trevor and Laura would also bear this responsibility as well. Lyserg was now a grown, mature man, yet despite this, he still had his trademark androgynous looks, although his hair was now shorter and well-combed, a bang of hair covered his left eye, Lyserg also still looked exactly the same as he was when he was a kid, the only thing missing was his detective shawl.
Lyserg was currently away from the village he lived in to investigate a very odd case from a client, one day, the client said he answered a mysterious ad about a spot in some "League of Seniors" association and worked copying the Encyclopedia Britannica, page by page, until one day, he discovered that the League he was working for suddenly dissolved, in that the whole business came to an end. For Lyserg, this was his strangest case yet ever since he began his career.
After getting a few details about the man who employed his client, Lyserg bid farewell to his family for now and boarded the train bound for London.
London…
Lyserg headed for 7 Pope's Court, Fleet Street, the location of where Lyserg's client said he met the one who employed him for the League. Lyserg stepped inside his client's work office, and began studying the room for anything that might give him a clue, but found nothing, the walls were solid, the floors firm, and the windows normal and practically everything else weren't out of place.
Lyserg then remembered that his client's employer owned this room before the client moved in for work duties for the League. Lyserg then went to the landlord to inquire about his client's employer.
"The gentleman who owned the spot at number 4…" asked Lyserg.
"Oh, you mean that man? His name is Duncan Ross, he told me he was renting out some rooms until his new office was ready, in fact, he even told me where it was: 17 King Edward Street."
Lyserg went to that address, but all he found was a manufacturing company for artificial knee-caps, and no one there had even heard of a Mr. Duncan Ross. After that, Lyserg booked some accommodations at the local hotel.
That night, Lyserg went over what he gathered that day, and then decided to find out more about this Duncan Ross.
Next Day…
Lyserg returned to the landlord to ask about where this Duncan Ross lived. The landlord then said he lived in a house at Coburg Square.
Lyserg went to that place next, finally arriving at the house of his suspect, Lyserg walked up and down the street, still looking intently at the houses, and studying every detail, finally, he returned his attention back at the house; Lyserg dropped his pendulum on the pavement, and then knocked on the door.
Lyserg was met by a middle-aged man; Lyserg takes him for about thirty, with a clean-shaven face, well-built but slim body, his most notable features was a white splash of acid on his forehead and pierced earlobes meant for earrings.
"How may I help you?" asked the man.
"Oh, not much, just wanted to ask directions to the Strand…" said Lyserg.
The man then pointed towards the distance, "Third right, then fourth left" then the man went back inside.
Morphine finally appeared, asking what Lyserg was asking about, "Smart man, that Duncan Ross, he's the fourth smartest man in London, and as for daring, I'd place him at about third, I've met this person before…" said Lyserg, then Morphine asked about whether this man was involved with the "League of Seniors" a lot more than meets the eye, to which Lyserg answered yes, and then she asked if Lyserg simply asked Duncan just so he could take a look at him, to which Lyserg responded, "No, not really him but rather, the knees of his trousers, and I saw exactly what I needed to see. Now come, Morphine, it's time to inspect the back of these houses…"
Lyserg and Morphine then traveled to the street behind Coburg Square, and Lyserg named the shops and businesses they passed, "Mortimer's Tobacco Shop (A/N: No, this has nothing to do with Manta), The Vegetarian Restaurant, the City and Suburban Bank, and McFarlane's Taxi Station Office, and now Morphine, I believe it's time for lunch, and then, we'll be ready to finish this mystery…" said Lyserg triumphantly.
That night…
Lyserg assembled a small team in order to capture the culprit involved, it was comprised of the local police inspector, Peter Jones, the director for the City and Suburban Bank, Mr. Merryweather, and his client himself.
Lyserg and his team went down an alleyway and into a side door which led down into the bank's main vault. Here, Lyserg asked everyone to stay quiet and hide behind the crates piled around the vault.
Morphine appeared again and asked what was going on, "Don't worry Morphine, we're almost done, just a few more hours…"
Some time later, the floors of the vault began moving, and soon, the stones lining the floor went over with a crashing sound, and soon, a light emerged from the hole beneath, out of this hole was a long, slender hand that reached out and grabbed the edges of the hole, then he clambered out, carrying a crowbar and sack in his hands. At that moment, Lyserg pounced on the man, then so did the Inspector, and soon, they cuffed their criminal.
The bank director and the client went and thanked Lyserg for helping prevent the crime, then Mr. Merryweather asked if there were anyway he could reward him, "Just get me a ticket back to Surrey station, I'll be going home after this…" said Lyserg.
Next Day…
Lyserg went to the Train Station, ready to head home, while on his way back, Lyserg explained everything to Morphine, "You see, Morphine, I inferred that the only reason Duncan wanted my client at the office was because my client was his roommate, if ever my client figured out that his neighbor was a thief, Duncan's plan would be in jeopardy, so he devised a plan to get my client away from his house every single day while he worked on a tunnel that connected his house with the bank. Right before I left the village, I asked if the house my client and Duncan lived in had a basement, and when he said yes, that was my clue, Duncan had to be doing something in the basement that took him weeks to plan out, and, using his forging skills, created the fake ad about the League, and, as expected, his roommate went and answered the address, giving him time to dig. Though, I needed to confirm this first, and I believe that was when you saw me drop my pendulum on the pavement in front of the house, I wanted to check if the basement was at front or back, as I suspected, it was at the back, then I needed to confirm whether Duncan was really digging or not, and, as he answered the door, the knees of his trousers was dirtied from being on his hands and knees digging, after that, I just needed to know what he was digging for, and when I saw the bank back up against Duncan's and my client's house, I knew I found my answer. After that, I called upon the client, Mr. Merryweather, and Inspector Jones and the case was finished."
Lyserg, what an amazing detective he turned out to be, and he didn't even have to use his shaman powers too!
Lyserg was now on the train bound for Surrey Station, and he would be back at his village hometown, solving mysteries was fun, but nothing is better than spending time with his family.
Lyserg finally arrived at Surrey Station, it was raining, but Lyserg didn't worry too much, he'll just stop a cab and…
Suddenly, Lyserg felt something pass through his head, a voice, it was Jeanne's voice, "Lyserg, hurry, you have to get back home! Something terrible has happened!" and then it faded…
Lyserg, with no regard for the rain, dashed out as fast as his feet could carry him across the countryside, fearing the ominous presentiment in his heart, he desperately raced back home…
Elsewhere…
On the roof of a small medical clinic just outside of Berlin, Germany, was a young boy with blonde hair and square glasses, was standing on the roof of the building, looking intently at the horizon to the west, watching a swirling, ominous cloud take form against the distance, "Something's wrong, the clouds have been acting a little too violent, lately" he whispered. Just then, a blonde woman came to him, "Jr. It's time for dinner" said the woman.
"Coming, mother" said the boy, he turned to go back inside, but turned back to take one last look at the clouds to the west…
Lyserg…
Lyserg finally arrived back at his village, however, to his horror, he found his entire town ruined and destroyed! Lyserg eyed the destruction about him, until…
He found the corpse of an old lady, "Mrs. Stoner! Mrs. Stoner!!" he cried, but no response, and then he found another body, "Mr. Morris!" then another, "Hey, HEY!" but nothing, "Who… Who did this!?" he muttered, his eyes filled with anger.
Then, a bolt of lightning struck, followed by the sound of Jeanne's voice, Lyserg, Lyserg…" "What? Jeanne! Jeanne, are you alright?" he asked, "Lyserg, we're at the chapel, get here as soon as possible…" then she faded again, "What? Wait! Jeanne!"
Lyserg had no choice; he'll have to make it to the chapel.
Just as Lyserg was about to go down the path towards the chapel, he saw a wounded, bloody figure approach him, and it was Trevor, his son, he had the exact appearance of his father when Lyserg was younger, but sported the silver-blue hair of his mother.
"Trevor?"
"Dad…" then Trevor stumbled to his knees, to which Lyserg caught him, "Trevor!"
"Dad, you've made it, I'm glad…"
"Trevor, don't speak so hard, now tell me, what happened here? Who did this?" asked Lyserg.
"Dad, hurry, you've got to get mom and Laura out of here, before they come!" exclaimed Trevor.
"Trevor, calm down! Who are they?" asked Lyserg.
"They... AAAUUUGGGHHH!!!!" Trevor was suddenly struck on the back by an axe, and died in his father's arms, "No, NO! TREVOR!"
Suddenly, a group of three axe-wielding knight armors emerged.
"You were the ones who attacked here? For whom are you working!?" asked Lyserg towards the armors, "I will not forgive you for this! Prepare yourselves! Morphine!"
Morphine combined with the pendulum, and Lyserg deflected the incoming axes flung at him, then he quickly made quick work of the axe armors, after that, Lyserg looked over the body of his son, "Trevor… I'm sorry…"
Lyserg finally arrived at the chapel, and it was undamaged. Lyserg approached, until he saw the door open…
… To reveal Jeanne and Laura, Laura looked like her mother, but had Lyserg's green hair, but still had red eyes, his wife and daughter were still alive, thank goodness, Laura ran up to her father and hugged him tightly, "Dad! You're back, I was so worried! But… where's brother?" asked Laura, Lyserg simply lowered his head, not willing to tell Laura the fate of her brother, "No… No! Trevor can't be dead, 'sob', HE CAN'T!" then she started crying on Lyserg's shirt, Lyserg looked at Jeanne, Jeanne wore a long skirt, indigo blouse, and a plaited shawl around her shoulders, she too, came in to comfort Laura, now their only child.
Morning…
Lyserg and Jeanne were at the grave of their son, giving their last words to him before leaving.
"Who were those guys who attacked you?" asked Lyserg.
"I don't know, I don't even recall seeing such things before" said Jeanne.
"Maybe we should tell Yoh what happened; he'll know what to do"
"Hopefully…" said Jeanne softly, before the family of three took another train bound for London.
A/N: The first half of the story is based on one of my Sherlock Holmes books, if any of you found this familiar, you'll know. Also, sorry if I left it a bit cliffhanger for the first chapter, but, it'll get better, trust me