Chapter 5: Torn Dreams:

Ran stood on the sidelines looking up at the helicopters circling the large building. How to get in without being stopped. She didn't even know why she was going to Kid of all people.

Maybe she knew he'd be able to help. Or at least it was someone she could trust to believe her. Looking around the doors was guarded by police.

A back way. Ran thought to herself. She went to the back entrance and ran into someone dressed in white.

"Mouri-chan delightful to see you again.." The figure said.

Ran looked up into an indigo eye and a silver monocle. She could see half a smile within the shadows beneath his hat brim.

"Kid-san I need your help." Ran said standing up at full height and stared down the thief.

Kid seemed to see this and met her stare head on.

"With what, Mouri-chan?" Kid asked leaning against the emergency exit.

"Conan has run off." Ran said trying not to start crying again.

She had to be strong for Conan or Shinichi or whoever he was.

"Tantei-kun ran off!" Kid said with poorly veiled surprise.

"It wasn't his fault. Megure-keibu came by and told me what happened last night. You know about Were-Wolves.?" Ran asked Kid.

"Well yeah I read up on them after meeting a witch." Kid said.

Ran wondered who the witch was.

"Well yesterday Tomoko Suzuki was attacked by a Were-Wolf and was saved by a Were-Pup." Ran said.

Kid froze almost completely. Ran could see his eyes going over what she said.

"Tantei-kun.. Well that's another interesting point for the little guy." Kid chuckled at his own joke.

"So will you help me Kid-san I didn't know who else to go to who would believe me." Ran said.

"Sure Tantei-kun is a rival, but a friendly one." Kid said.

Ran smiled. Kid looked behind him as shouts rang up from behind the door. Kid smiled sheepishly and took Ran's hand and ran down the alleyway.

"To help you we are going to have to do some things Tantei-kun is going to kill me for. Hell I think I'll hurt myself to." Kid said running.

Ran let herself be pulled around. She wondered what he was mumbling about.

Once they were around the corner. Kid turned to face her.

"Alright if I'm going to help you find Tantei-kun. I'll have to make some sacrifices as well." Kid's costume disappeared except the hat and monocle.

"What do you mean?" Ran asked staring at him. Judging from his build he was her age.

He smiled lightly at her.

"Well if we're off to save Tantei-kun that will most likely lead to danger knowing him. So an apology for all that may be revealed in that time. I'm giving a rebuttal. My name as an apology for knowing everything of him." Kid said.

"You're just going to tell me your identity." Ran said.

"Yes, I owe Meitantei-san. After all we have the same goal." Kid smiled slightly eyes turned to the side.

Ran wanted to ask who he owed such a debt to. But the name said it all. Shinichi. Same goal.

"Any other questions?" Kid asked.

"Not really." Ran said.

Kid shrugged and took off his monocle and then his hat. Ran knew she gasped seeing Kid's teenage features. So much like Shinichi. He eyes were an indigo and he had a mane of hair that looked like it had never been introduced to a comb.

He was smiling at her in an expression she recognized as a normal one for him. He was built amazing similar to Shinichi.

"Kaito Kuroba at your service Mouri-chan." Kaito bowed.

Ran smiled at him.

"Ran Mouri, pleasure to meet you Kuroba-san" Ran said bowing back…

Conan shivered once again. Vermouth apparently didn't want him catching a cold so gave a torn up pair of clothes.

So here he was sitting atop his bed in a cage. Waiting.

Waiting for what he didn't know. He thought he'd seen other Organization members in the stairway to his cell. He had been pretty sure when he saw the pair of green murderous eyes that went with Gin.

It seemed it was Gin walking towards the cage and looking in. Conan couldn't help the shiver at the gleam in Gin's eyes.

"So you're That Person's new pet Martini." Gin said smiling.

"Now Gin that's no way to talk to our newest high member." Rum said stepping out of his corner.

Gin bowed to him in loyalty. Conan could see that from here. Gin respected Rum as the higher creature. Gin wasn't a Were-Wolf. Conan could smell that from here. But it was obvious that Gin knew the other was one.

"Sorry Boss." Gin said straightening.

"It's fine Gin. We are taking Martini here on his first mission. You are along to help me keep an eye on the boy I hope you don't mind." Rum said his tone daring Gin to disobey.

Gin's expression said he'd rather not babysit some child, but his Boss was giving him an order.

"Of course I don't mind." Gin said.

Rum nodded satisfied with the answer he received He unlocked the cage door. He motioned for Conan to come forward. Conan did not budge. Rum sighed and walked in.

"Martini, my child, do not fight me. You know you can't win this." Rum said.

Conan could still feel the wetness and shivered. He did not want a repeat anytime soon with this bastard. He got up from his curled bundle on the bed and stood in front of Rum glaring.

Rum glared right back and smacked him across the face.

"You will learn respect pup." Rum said.

Conan did not flinch, as the side of his face where he had been smacked turned red.

"Come now, Gin, Martini." Rum said leading the way.

Conan continued glaring into Rum's back following Gin and him up the stairs. His mind was busy cataloging the entrances and the exits. The number of windows. How many were bared.

Each turn they took added to the map that was growing inside Shinichi's mind. Then a breath of fresh air. Shinichi looked at the sky. He knew he had only been imprisoned a few days at the most, but it was enough to make him miss the look of the sky.

The feel of the air. His wolf half wanted to play in the waning moonlight. Rum must have sensed something for he smiled.

"Not tonight pup if you are good tonight, maybe tomorrow." Rum said.

Shinichi hated himself for the look of promise and hope that must have flashed across his face. He didn't want to start wanting to do things for this man. It might be nice to be outside, but he wouldn't break. Not for this man not for anyone. Ran needed him. Not some killer.

Rum placed a hand on his shoulder and steered him as Gin followed behind.

"I've got a treat for you Martini. I'll think you'll learn to like it."Rum said as their short walk in a forest area gave way to buildings.

Gin smiled slightly. Anything that could make Gin smile was not good in Shinichi's book.

They entered a relatively abandoned building. Going up stairs to something that Shinichi knew wouldn't be good.

The upstairs room had someone tied to a pole in the center. Conan recognized the FBI agent Camel.

"Seems this little bird has been stalking us. He won't tell us anything. Will you Camel?" Rum asked .

The run down FBI agent just glared at the man and spit at him.

"Do you recognize this boy Agent Camel? As I recall almost all the FBI knew him. Say hello little Martini." Rum said pushing him forward a bit.

Camel's eyes widened.

"Edogawa-kun."Camel said.

"Not anymore." Gin taunted smiling a gun in his hand.

Conan stood rigid as Gin handed him the gun. Camel's eyes widened.

Rum dug out a paper with a picture of Heiji Hattori on the front. Conan's eyes widened looking at his best friend's face.

"Now Martini this is the last loop hole in those who are friends with you. Vermouth stopped me from killing the four little children and that Agasa person, but him I will kill. But first I'll let him see you. I'll torture him. And as I hear it a little Angel of yours got away from the bomb I set in the Detective Agency. Do everything I say Martini or these last two won't survive long." Rum said.

Shinichi's mind had shut down. Kogorou was dead. Ran. Did she know? All his fault. Oh god all his fault. Shinichi looked at the gun in his too small hands. Rum was making a very real threat. Conan shakingly cocked the gun's hammer.

Camel seemed to nod. Shinichi couldn't help the tears that spread from his eyes down his face. He didn't want this. Didn't want this. He aimed slowly. His friends. Another inch up. His family. The gun was squared at the heart shaking a little more. He wanted his life back. Right now.

The sound of a gunshot. The tears of a child falling on a floor. The sound of metal hitting flesh. The gun dropped from limp young hands. The sound of a second fatal gunshot. The smile of a man that was no longer a man. The smirk of a ruthless green-eyed killer.

The touch of a hand on his back leading him away in something he helped commit. Camel sat bleeding onto the floor. A gun wound in his leg and a second one straight to his forehead.

Soon was swallowed up by a fire. Never to be found. Never to know this was the first step. The first step anyone takes into that dark abyss. When a innocent becomes less of one.

The first lesson is to never disobey….