~Destruction Begins~
Thankfully for Shinichi, he could fold his wings up so that he could sleep soundly…well, as soundly as a person with wings could.
Throughout the next few weeks, Haibara tested out some new wires with his strange metal skeleton. One set became permanently stuck on his shoulder blades – close to the original ones, but not exactly in the same spot. A strange, round protuberance resembling a miniature wrecking ball stuck out of each. But there was no way these could ever be wrecking balls…
It was hard being stuck at home all the time while Haibara did the now daily experiment or check-up on previous experiments. So, after concealing his oddities and sneaking out one Monday afternoon, he waited for something to happen. Of course, 'something' was what Shinichi does – and probably still did - best.
Instead, he got a surprise.
"Conan-kun!" sobbed Ayumi on a park bench nearby. "I can't believe he'd go missing…and that no one could find him." Genta and Mitsuhiko were trying to cheer her up by doing anything she wanted, but all their efforts led to more tears from her as she recalled doing the same things with Conan.
Shinichi had been so caught up in reuniting himself with Ran that he'd completely forgotten about his new friends: the Shonen Tanteidan!
"H-Hey, Ayumi-chan," he suddenly stuttered, hoping they'd take the explanation seriously. A look of recognition lit up her face as she realised this was Conan's 'distant relative' speaking. "Your Conan-kun flew back to America a few weeks ago. He didn't want you to be upset about what he was doing, so when I came back, all he told me to tell you was, "Change is undeniable, that's true, but don't underestimate the power of your mind."" He tapped his right temple lightly twice, like he imagined his smaller alter ego would do.
"Huh?" Ayumi interjected, her confused expression now on full show.
""Even when you miss someone, you'll always have memories of the fun times you had together."" he finished with a little sigh. That was stupidly quoting what had just popped into his mind, but it seemed like Conan himself had said it through him.
The kids didn't notice his last signal that he was actually the one they were missing. "Then it's true? Conan-kun's gone to America…" Mitsuhiko began.
"…and he isn't coming back," Genta finished with a bit of a frown.
As they glanced upwards for some more advice, the children noticed that he'd left already.
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Shinichi's feet pounded against the pavement as he felt the wings chillingly tickle his back and the round objects bounced around, tied up and stashed under his shirt. That last talk with the real children of the Shonen Tanteidan was the death of Conan for him. 'All hail the new era of Shinichi,' his mind mocked him about his current status. 'Winged, wired freak that can't pass through an airport gate.'
Now that the psychological ordeal was over, he was ready for what fate would give him. Even though he'd never believed in fate at all.
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The spherical items on the base of his new wires were indeed wrecking balls, Shinichi decided after a thorough look-over. They were heavy but he could easily lift them.
As he ambled around the silent Kudo mansion, he wondered, I guess it's symbolic. Wings representing freedom, metal representing being trapped, wrecking balls representing ruined objects. But the real 'objects' that have been ruined are my life and my body.
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Haibara analysed his progress and noted a steady progress with one of the attributes – growth. Completely normal for this kind of metal, she reassured herself. But she then recalled halting its growth at the normal human shape.
There's got to be some purpose for Kudo-kun to keep it up like this, she thought. But what is it?
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Meanwhile, a blackened, charred shuttle had splashed down very noisily in the Pacific, really close to the Japanese coast. No one recognised it or how to open it. The air lock hissed open…
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