Sunday, November 27th, XXXX
2300 hours
The city's main Branch Police Department had already switched to its night shift people. Most of the ones who worked the shift previously had already left an hour ago. The ones who were still there were most likely trying to finish up some work left to the last minute or others that had no other time to do it and their deadlines were drawing near.
One such detective was standing in his office looking over his desk.
His long black hair was tied up into a neat high ponytail and dangled over his left shoulder. He wore a long-sleeved black button-up shirt whose sleeves were rolled up messily to the elbows, and he also wore black dress pants and black boots to match. It was his signature outfit.
He was contemplating something while staring intensely at a map of the city that had red dots in certain areas, blue circles over suspicious buildings, and yellow triangles dotted throughout the city. However he didn't seem to be getting anywhere and was just about to crumble up the map in frustration when his partner came bursting into his office.
"We got a lead!" the man yelled to the detective. This person wore simple khaki pants and a light blue button-up shirt whose sleeves were also pulled up to the elbow. His deep red-orange hair hung down to his neck and curved out in spikes. The black eye-patch that went over his right eye covered half of his face. He had a beige trench coat slung over his left arm.
The detective's head shot up immediately at those four words. He stared disbelievingly at his partner for a second to validate the statement before voicing the question in his head.
"What kind of lead?"
"A live one. We're going mobile, now!"
The detective didn't need telling twice and grabbed his black trench coat and car keys before following his partner out of his office.
"Explain," the detective gave the one-word order and the man next to him jumped into the explanation, reading off of a torn memo paper that had been scribbled messily on.
"It's at the old Marley warehouse. An anonymous just tipped us off. According to them there's a really big deal going down right now and we already got the 'OK' from Chief to go check this out immediately and validate their claim. If it's real we call for back-up. "
"Are they on stand-by?" The detective asked, glancing around the room noticing it was completely deserted.
"Everyone on the night team, and Chief is calling everyone else involved in the case."
They reached the back doors to the building that lead to the garage and headed straight for a department-owned black Lincoln.
The detective was already in the car and starting up the engine while the redhead was still opening the car door. He put it in reverse and was starting to drive away while his partner was still half outside of the car.
"Whoa hey stop stop stop stop!" he panicked and yelled to the driver. The detective slammed on the breaks causing the panicking man to fall back out of the car and onto the ground.
"Hurry your ass up! I want to actually get there before they get a chance to leave!" the agitated man yelled.
"It's okay Yuu, a few seconds won't kill you," the redhead said teasingly while finally getting in the car and securely closing the door.
The moment the door clicked the detective screeched into reverse once more and backed all the way out of the garage without using his mirrors and onto the street. He had changed gears into drive so fast his partner didn't even see him do it, and they were speeding down the deserted street faster than he thought possible.
"Or maybe it will," the passenger said, holding onto his seat for dear life.
"Just tell me how to get to the damn Marley warehouse and I'll think about not killing you for using my first name later."
"You have to take a left he-" he didn't even have the time to finish his sentence before the detective abruptly made the car swerve to the left and narrowly miss hitting the curb. It took him half the length of the street to level out the car and continue going straight.
"Now what?" he snapped at the passenger for more directions.
"Y-you keep going straight and then m-make a right six blocks down, j-just before the bank," he managed to stutter out. In all the time that he was Detective Kanda Yuu's partner he never got used to driving with the mad man.
They reached the block and Kanda made a sharp right, the car wheel's screeching in protest.
"Go two more blocks down, and make a left."
After ten agonizing minutes of driving and direction giving they neared the warehouse. Kanda had slowed down considerably and was examining the warehouse to find possible escape routes from the building.
"Lavi, call back to HQ and tell them to station out throughout the city. If this shit's real I want to give them no chance to get away."
"Already on it," Lavi answered as he grabbed a radio walky-talky from out of his inner trench coat pocket and radioed directly to the Chief's office.
"Yo Chief! Can you all go mobile right now? Yuu wants you all to get into positions around the city."
At that moment Kanda slammed on the breaks, making Lavi fly out of his seat and hit the windshield in front of him with his head.
"Ow, damn it!"
"That's Detective Kanda to you, rookie!"
"Yeah yeah, like I haven't heard that one before. Shit that really hurt! You know, I might actually get mad at you if this leaves a mark," Lavi complained while rubbing his forehead and listening to the radio for word from the Chief.
"It's not my fault you didn't put a damn seatbelt on."
"Says you! The man who breaks more traffic laws in a day than somebody would in their life. And you're not even wearing a seatbelt! You're supposed to be setting an example for little children mister Detective!"
"Lavi, shut up!"And he did. He laid back against his seat, arms crossed over his chest, and settled into a mood between brooding and pouting.
"Will you stop acting like a fucking five-year-old? And I thought you were radioing Chief!"
"Huh? Oh, right! He hasn't responded yet. Lemme see if I can get someone else on the line. Hello? This is Red here on line A, does anyone copy? Over."
"This is number thirty-two and I copy you loud and clear," a woman's voice came back through the radio. "What's the problem?"
"We can't get through to Chief so we need second-in-command's 'OK' to get all units to their posts."
"Already on it. We've dispersed half of the city's police and the rest are on stand-by waiting for more orders."
"Copy that." Lavi responded back into the receiver and put it back into one of his inner pockets.
As they rounded another corner Kanda suddenly stopped the car again, and once more Lavi was sent flying into the windshield.
"Shit, what was that for?!" he exclaimed to the crazy driver.
"Get out."
"Huh?" Lavi asked, surprised by the sudden command.
"We're going on foot from here."
When Lavi had gotten his car door open, letting in the chilly night air into the car, and looked around to where they were he saw that they were behind the Marley warehouse.
The warehouse sat by the pier where most of the other warehouses did. Old and run down, it's been off limits because of faulty wiring and is said to be capable of falling down at any time. Also for lack of better words, it was one of the biggest warehouses around.
"This place is HUGE!" Lavi proclaimed in a voice Kanda wasn't too happy with and hit him across the head.
"You idiot, do you want to let them know we're here?" he hissed through gritted teeth.
"You just seem to get a kick out of hurting me, don't you?"
"Just shut up and put this on," Kanda said, handing Lavi and earpiece.
"We're going to split up and we need to be in contact at all times."
"Do you just have these on you wherever you go?"Lavi said teasingly.
"Keep up with your little antics and you'll find it hard to eat for a month."
"Yes sir," Lavi said, completely laid back and not worried in the slightest.
They started making their way to the warehouse and as they neared it Kanda pulled out his pistol. They were at a back door now and Kanda leaned against the building with his right shoulder and directed Lavi with two fingers to go around the other side of the building. He moved to another side where some window's were, but trying to look through them proved useless. They were so covered with grime and dirt it would have been hard to tell if there were lights on inside.
"What do you have on your side?" Kanda whispered into his earpiece.
"Nothing. These windows are too damn dirty to see anything through."
"Do you have a door you can get into the building with?" Kanda asked noticing one on his side. He tried it, and it was unlocked.
"Yeah, and it's unlocked."
"Same here. Alright, we're moving inside. "
"What? Just like that?"
"Yes just like that." Kanda hissed. He swung open his door and pointed his gun straight ahead of him. Checking both left and right he found that there was nobody inside, from what he could see anyways.
"It's pitch black in here!" came a voice off to Kanda's left. He instinctively pointed his gun in that direction and cocked it, the barrel staring straight into the face of his partner.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! It's me, it's me!" Lavi said in a panic, waving his hands defensively in front of him.
Kanda had already identified him long before he had said anything, but still held the gun to his face. The situation for Lavi became unnerving and he slapped the gun away.
"Quit it already!" He half-yelled to his partner, not wanting to raise his voice too much.
"You can never be too careful," was Kanda's automatic answer and he disarmed his gun. He started moving to one end of the warehouse, leaving Lavi where he stood.
"Too careful of what? Hey!"
Their eyes were now adjusting to the darkness and the little light coming in from the two open doors at either side of the room helped only in the slightest. From what they could see the warehouse was completely deserted.
"Another empty lead, huh," Lavi exhaled, bringing a hand up to his neck and rubbing some stiffness out of it. "I thought we were actually going to get somewhere this time," he complained some more while following Kanda around in the darkness. Kanda himself was not paying attention to Lavi. He was still examining the warehouse. He wasn't about to give up as easily as his partner did.
"Hey, come on, let's go back. There's nothing he-" he was cut off in his own sentence as he walked right into Kanda's back. The man had stopped in his tracks without saying anything and Lavi hadn't even noticed.
"Oh, sorry," he apologized, but Kanda wasn't paying him any attention. He was listening intensely for something he thought he heard.
"Yuu?" Lavi questioned.
"Shh", he said, holding up a finger to silence his partner.
He must have heard what he was listening for, because his eyes widened a fraction and his body stiffened.
"There's another floor to this building," he stated, walking quickly to one end of the warehouse.
"There is? Wait, where are you going??"
"Keep your voice down, and go to the opposite corner from this one. There's another flight of stairs. Take them and wait by the door. Listen and see if you hear anything." Lavi did as he was told and for the first time that night took out his own pistol.
He climbed the stairs noiselessly and held his gun up by his right ear pointing towards the ceiling. He put his left ear close to the door and listened tentatively. Not hearing anything, he turned to his earpiece and listened for something from Kanda's end.
"Anything?" he finally asked after ten seconds of silence. He got no response and was about to ask again when he heard gunshots.
"Kanda!" he panicked and yelled across the warehouse.
It sounded as though someone had knocked in the metal door that led to the second floor. It must have been Kanda, for mere seconds later he addressed Lavi through his earpiece, "the door has been smelted to its frame. You won't be able to get in if you don't shoot the hinges," was all he said.
Lavi took this time to relax hearing that his partner hadn't been shot. He turned back to his own door and blew off the hinges and kicked it in.
It was just as dark upstairs as it was downstairs, if not even more so. There were no windows upstairs and the air was filled with mold, making it hard to breathe.
"Lavi, you got your flashlight on you?" the sudden voice made him jump, but when he realized what it said a sudden consciousness of what was in his pockets dawned of him.
"Oh right! How could I forget?" he said while rummaging amongst his inner pockets and finally pulling out a small black flashlight. "Now that I think about it, why didn't we use these on the first floor? That would have been a really smart thing to do," he said while examining the room with his new found light.
"Are you stupid? What if there was an ambush waiting downstairs and you just took out your flashlight and started shining it every which-way?" Kanda scolded through the earpiece.
"Oh, right." Lavi found Kanda's light and walked over to him, asking if he found anything.
"Nothing," he grumbled. Lavi didn't know if he was disappointed or frustrated and settled on that it was somewhere between both.
"I swear I heard…" Kanda trailed off, but thought twice before voicing his thoughts. "Never mind, come on, let's go find a damn light switch for this building."
"Right."
Kanda moved back down to the first floor from Lavi's kicked in door. He was so lost in his musings he didn't even notice Lavi wasn't following him aynmore.
He searched the first floor by himself and after ten whole minutes of feeling the walls with his hand blindly for a switch he found one. It was right next to the door that he had first entered the building from. Flipping it on he turned back to the room to see how much light he had accomplished in turning on and what he saw was not what he expected to find at all.
"Holy shit."
Lining every single wall from the top to the bottom in the warehouse were guns, and the floor was littered with boxes of bullets. They ranged to practically every type of gun in the world.
"Colt, Smith & Wesson, Ruger, Taurus, Luger," Kanda walked to the middle of the warehouse and started naming the guns as he saw them. "Mauser, Korth, Charter, Winchester, Marlin, Remington, Mannlicher, Stoeger , Greenier, Derringer, Pepperbox, Destroyer…Shit these guys are fucking loaded." He rotated in place for a few minutes just looking at the ammunition that filled the warehouse.
"Lavi radio back to HQ and get some back-up down here, now," Kanda addressed to his partner. When no response came Kanda turned around, ready to shout at Lavi when he realized that he wasn't there.
"Lavi?" Kanda questioned, turning back around and looking for a sign of his partner. "Lavi!" he yelled. "I swear if this is a fucking joke I'm going to shoot your brains out!"
He started to get worried now that Lavi hadn't come out of hiding. Usually threats like that made him stop messing around.
"Shit," Kanda cursed himself for his luck while pulling his gun out once more and cocking it. Count on Lavi to get in trouble.
He made his way back to the stairs for the second floor. There were some working lights on up there which made it easier to see.
There was practically nothing in this room. There were a few boxes in a corner, a termite- eaten table, and a small wooden stool with only three legs.
It didn't take long to find Lavi. He was lying on the floor in the middle of the room, sporting an enormous red bump on the side of his head, and it was bleeding. Laying next to him on the ground was a red brick.
"Lavi!" Kanda refrained from running over to his partner's aid and instead pointed his gun around the room. Finding no immediate danger he ran over to Lavi.
"Lavi, Lavi wake up!" Kanda said shaking him slightly. It seemed as though Lavi was frowning as he regained his consciousness.
"Ow, damn it. My head hurts," he grumbled while sitting up. He put a hand to his head and drew it back quickly when the part he touched started stinging. Looking at his own hand he saw blood on it. Surprised, he put his hand back to the place he just touched and gingerly felt the area.
"What the hell? It feels like somebody just hit me."
"And somebody probably did," said Kanda cautiously, keeping his voice purposely low.
He suddenly turned around, his hand reaching to the place on the ground where he placed his gun right next to him, only to find himself staring down its barrel. Someone else had it, and they were pointing right at Kanda's face.
"Who the hell are you?" was the question addressed to Kanda from the person holding the gun, and it surprised Kanda when he saw it was just a little kid.
The white hair that he saw on the child was misleading for a moment as he thought it was an old man. However, moving his focus on to the person's face, he couldn't have been older than sixteen years old. What was even stranger was the scar or tattoo or birthmark or whatever, that went down the length of the kid's face. It was a deep red and started at his forehead in the shape of a pentagon and moved down his face and over his left eye in a thin line that finally stopped in the middle of his cheek. He was also not looking in the best of conditions. He looked frail and skinny. Never mind, skinny was an understatement. The kid looked absolutely starved, and the large grey hoodie and baggy grey sweatpants he wore did nothing to hide it.
"I said, 'who the hell are you?'" the kid demanded again. Kanda hadn't realized that he was staring, and it must have been irritating the kid.
"Detective Kanda Yuu from the Main Branch Police Department," was his automatic answer, "And my partner and Rookie Detective, Lavi Bookman."
The kid's eyes flickered over to Lavi for but a second and Kanda took that chance to snatch his gun away from the kid, grab both of his arms behind his back, turn him around, and slam him into the wall. He brought his gun up to the kids head and pressed it into his white hair, making sure the kid could feel it on his skull. He felt the kids' body tense up at the touch of the cool metal on his skin. Behind him he could hear Lavi yelling his protests about 'this kind of treatment' but paid him no mind. He had his full attention directed on the kid.
"Now that we've told you who we are, why don't you tell us who you are, and the reason why a little kid like you would be in a place like this?" he said into the kids ear. When he didn't answer Kanda got aggravated and started pulling the kids arms upward behind his back, inflicting pain to him. He heard the kid gasp, but that was the only reaction he got out of him. He pushed the gun even harder into the kids head.
"I said, what's your name, boy?"
"A-Allen Walker. Let me go!" the kid tried to free himself, but it was no use. Kanda held him down like a rock.
"Ok, good. We seem to be making some progress here. Now let's move on. What are you doing with all these guns?"
"Guns?" Lavi and Allen said at the same time.
"Down stairs, this place is loaded with them," Kanda was addressing Lavi when he spoke. "Go downstairs and radio back to HQ. Tell them to start sending units down here, now," and with that Lavi was gone. His exclamation of surprise was heard when he saw the ammunition downstairs.
"Now, tell me about the guns," Kanda turned his attention back to the kid.
"I don't know anything about them, I swear!"
"Bullshit, how could you have been in this warehouse and not seen them?"
"I was locked up in here. I wasn't downstairs when they must've brought all the guns in." Kanda remembered that the doors were smelted and there was no way for a scrawny kid like him to have opened them.
Loosening his grip on the kid, he remembered something he had said, "Wait a minute, who's 'them'?" However, Kanda noticed the slip of the tongue too late. Allen had wrestled his way out of Kanda's loose grasp and bolted in the direction of the stairs Lavi hadn't taken.
"Wait, stop!" Kanda yelled as he chased after the kid. Allen didn't even bother with the stairs and just jumped down from the banister on the second story, landing on both hands and feet. The impact to the ground hadn't even fazed him as not even a second later he was sprinting for the open door closest to him, and a second later he was out of sight.
"Little shit," Kanda said, surprised at how fast the white-haired kid disappeared.
"I probably just lost my biggest lead."
Cursing himself once more for letting him get away he talked into his earpiece to find out what was going on with Lavi.
"Is back-up coming yet?"
"Yeah, they'll be here in seconds" Lavi responded, however he didn't sound right.
"Lavi, what's wrong?" Kanda asked now fully alarmed.
"It's Chief, he's dead."
I know it's not a cliffhanger when somebody you don't know dies, but this really was the best place to stop it. Yay this is the first chapter and only reviews will tell if I continue with this story.
And I put up a pole on my page asking if you want this to be a Kandi (KandaxLavi) fan fiction, Yullen (KandaxAllen) fan fiction, or should I just keep them straight? The outcome will affect the story entirely, and that's why I'm putting it on the first chapter.
Anyways review, vote, and stay strong.
-Xenophili