Pandora glowed bright red in the moonlight. The white-clad thief flashed a toothy grin as he lowered the gem back into his shadow, watching the slowly scarlet bleed out of the cursed diamond. He couldn't help but feel a sick twinge of humor for the jewel's bloody hue. A tribute, he thought. To those who's blood was spilled for this single diamond. Among which he and his father were included, along with countless others who were nameless and faceless to the Kaitou KID. Nevertheless, he mourned the loss. Innocent people. Noble people. Caring people. All murdered in the name of Pandora, the legendary jewel said to grant immortality.
A spike of hatred hit KID's heart. This- this was what stole his father away. If it weren't for the diamond in his gloved hand, none if this would have happened. People wouldn't have died. His father wouldn't have been killed. And he would have never had to take up the burden that was KID. The thief's grin twisted into a silent snarl as his grip on the jewel tightened. It would be over soon. He withdrew his card gun and two metal-edged cards. One was loaded into the weapon while he kept the other trapped between his fingers. He carefully slipped the gun back into its holster while holding Pandora back up to the moon.
Standing, the teen peeled back his glove so his wrist was exposed. He took a deep breath before speaking the ancient words that had been hidden away centuries ago. He had, after over a year of pain and hardship, been the one to uncover them once more. "The water of life for Pandora, the immortal jewel." He quickly placed the card between his teeth and and sliced into his wrist. Pain accompanied the wound, though KID's face remained impassive. Thick rivulets of blood fell down and splashed upon the diamond, causing its glow to brighten. He growled low in his throat. Then he took a breath and began to chant. The words would seem nonsensical to any bystander, as they were of a language long since lost and forgotten. Should they be translated, they went something like this:
"Open up Pandora's Box
Unleash misfortune on the earth
Keep Hope trapped under keys and locks
Hear the Devil's sinful mirth
But God gave mankind one last gift
And should we succeed in His game
To- between Him and us- repair the rift
Find the gem of Pandora's name
But God's gift brought only fear and death
In the face of mankind's greed
Shed scarlet blood till none is left
For God's Ten Laws, we did not heed."
Upon the final word, beams of light burst forth from the diamond. He held back a gasp of shock as the aura seemed to thicken into something almost tangible. Steeling his nerves, KID took out the card gun once more. His wounded wrist burned in protest, but he didn't let out even a hiss of pain. "Goodbye, Pandora," he snarled. Then he pulled the trigger.
Suddenly the night exploded in red. A shout was finally torn free from KID's mouth as an unknown force threw him back. Miraculously, he managed to keep his hold on Pandora. He landed heavily on his back, leaving it aching from the impact. The thief sat up and glared at the diamond. It was growing warm in his hand. But he couldn't ponder this further, for suddenly his head burst into pain. He screamed, feeling as though his mind was being torn apart. One hand clutched at his throbbing head, the other glued to the jewel.
"What is your name?" The voice was soft, no more than a female whisper, but it could have been a scream for the sudden agony that wracked him.
Somehow he found the will to speak. "KID!" he shouted. "Kaitou KID!"
"That is not your name." The voice grew irate as something akin to shards of glass seemed to stab him. "What is your name?"
"Kai… Kaito Kuroba." His words were reduced to a mere whimper.
"You seek to destroy me, Kaito Kuroba?"
His chest heaved for air as the pain began to travel. It crept down his neck, constricting his airways ruthlessly. "Ye-yes!" In retrospect, perhaps telling the immortal jewel he wanted to destroy it hadn't been his brightest plan ever. But the pain consumed his entire being. He would do anything just to make it end. He could barely even think through the agony that was butchering his mind and his sanity with it.
"You seek to destroy me." This time it wasn't a question, but Kaito still whimpered in pathetic agreement. "You will not destory me, Kaito Kuroba. You are too weak. You are pathetic. You are nothing." With every sentence, the voice grew louder and firmer, and the pain increased. The once proud thief had been reduced to moaning and thrashing. The words didn't even register in his brain. "You can not defeat me. I will defeat you. You will be mine. Serve me, Kaito Kuroba. I will destroy everything you hold dear."
Kaito's eyes snapped open, the dark ceeulean wide and terrified. "No!" He choked out. He tried to free his grip on the diamond, but it was like it was attached to his hand. The aura surrounding it begin ti writhe, splitting into tendrils that began to wrap around his arm.
A scream of agony ripped through the skies of Tokyo. Then the night fell silent. A cricket let out a hesitant chirp. An owl hooted timidly. And the world breathed once more. As the night creatures resumed their lives, no one noticed as a teen of about eighteen years strolled lazily down the street. One would think he owned the place based on the self-satisfied smirk on his face. And not a single person saw as, when he glanced up at the full moon, his eyes flashed bloody scarlet.
…I think this sounded way better in my head. -shrug- What do you think of it? Also, a small shout-out to DetectiveConan4Ever. Made me feel all warm and fuzzy.