Chapter 2

Two police officers were walking around the amusement park together after a tough case on a rollercoaster. They were partners in division 1, which dealt in homicides, the woman was short and slight with a feisty look and short black hair, and she wore a lavender suit and skirt and wore black high heels. The man was tall and slim with a baby face, neat black hair and he wore a suit which was grey with a pink tie. [Creative licence, I like the pink tie] the two officers were Miwako Sato and Wataru Takagi.

Takagi POV

'Sato's really beautiful today…this is almost like a d…date' I thought as I flushed whilst I and Sato were on patrol around the area of a recent murder-suicide.

"What about those men in black? Talk about subtle." Sato mentioned whilst rolling her eyes, "They may as well as painted 'I'm going to commit a crime' on their foreheads or something."

"Yeah..." I agreed "They were suspicious but… they haven't been seen since they headed in that direction about an hour ago."

I pointed to the corner of the park which had a ride under construction. I immediately regretted it when I thought that if they were still there and dangerous, then we could be going straight into a trap but Sato was already headed in the direction I pointed to.

Sato POV

"Yeah…they were suspicious but…they haven't been seen since they headed in that direction an hour ago" Takagi stuttered.

'He needs more confidence, a lot more confidence' I thought with a mental sweat drop.

I started running in the direction of the ride under construction after he pointed to it, stuttering something under his breath before following me hesitantly.

We walked around the corner in silence before coming across a pile of clothes on the grass.

I walked hesitantly over with Takagi lagging behind. As I neared the pile I saw something that looked like hair sticking out of the collar of the top with a wet liquid pooling around the fabric. This worried me as I started running towards the bundle and saw an indent of what appeared to be a child in the clothing.

I carefully pulled the lump out of the pile to see a pale and unconscious little boy with a head wound that was still gushing blood slowly.

"Takagi, call an ambulance! NOW!" I shouted as my partner who managed to get out his phone and start dialling whilst I struggled to stop the bleeding with my suit jacket.

Takagi POV

Sato suddenly started running towards a pile of cloths and carefully pulled out the form of an unconscious kid. A liquid seemed to be reflecting the moonlight. I had a sinking feeling I knew what that liquid was.

"Takagi, call an ambulance! NOW!" Sato shouted at me confirming my suspicions.

I called an ambulance whilst Sato removed her jacket and tried to stop the bleeding by applying pressure on the wound.

"Hello, I need an ambulance please, there's a young boy around 5-7 with a major head injury who has lost a lot of blood... yes were at tropical land, by the ride under construction... thanks, but please hurry."

I finished the phone call and went over to my partner and the unconscious kid. "I'm going to wait for the ambulance, can you keep an eye on him?"

"Sure, the bleedings slowing down at least, but he's way to pale so hurry up." Sato said with both relief and worry in her voice.

I ran towards the entrance to wait for the flashing lights to approach from the distance.

Mini Shinichi POV

'Ow... my head feels like there's a marching band in it, but at least I'm conscious…I think.' I thought wearily.

"Ugh…" the sound escaped my lips as I opened my eyes a fraction to see a bleary face over me saying…something.

The figure slowly came into view focus to be revealed to be the form of a woman around the age of twenty two with concern etched on her face.

'So I'm alive…that's good.' I thought as the constant pounding continued. My eyes widened as I remembered what happened.

"Calm down, okay, an ambulance will be here soon." the woman said in a comforting manner.

'Ambulance, oh god, I need to escape.' I thought in panic as I tried to get up but my knees buckled under the weight and darkness consumed me once again.

'Great, lost too much blood…' I thought drowsily.

Sato POV

I heard Takagi running away as I concentrated on the pale looking boy.

'Whoever did this must be monsters.' I thought bitterly before noticing a small knife on the ground next to the boy. My thoughts turned to those men in black and anger flared when I suddenly felt the boy stir.

"Ugh…" he made a throaty noise and opened his eyes with a glassy expression.

He looked at me seemingly confused for a moment.

'Great, probably a concussion.' I thought bitterly as I tried to comfort the boy.

"It's alright kid, nothing to be afraid of." I said soothingly.

The boy didn't seem to hear me because he just looked more confused than before.

His eyes suddenly flung open in panic and he began to hyperventilate. 'Probably remembering who did this...'

"Calm down, okay. The ambulance will be here soon." I said in the same soothing voice still trying to calm him down.

It had the opposite effect than intended as he started to go into a full blown panic attack, he tried to stand up before his knees buckled and he fell back into the pile of clothes unconscious and still lightly bleeding.

"Come on, Takagi." I said in frustration as I checked his weakened pulse.

'He's lost way too much blood.' I thought in panic as I tried to keep the wound from bleeding anymore. And as if the heavens were against me it suddenly started to rain.

"Just great…" I muttered bitterly as I covered him from the rain.

Mini Shinichi POV

"What the, where am I?" I asked to the darkness before a picture suddenly came up and I recognised the house from my childhood which is still in my ownership.

'Great, it's that dream again.' I groaned inwardly.

The frequency of the dream has been stable throughout the six years since I started my occupation, and it occurs almost every night so it doesn't bother me anymore, but it's still a nightmare, as it's about my somewhat unconventional childhood and the way that I started the job that lead to my parent's demise.

'Well, here we go again' I deadpanned as I started watching the dream unfold before my eyes.

Dream-no POV

A small boy of no more than four was grinning shyly in front of his parents. The woman was young looking and had a mischievous grin and a prankster's glint in her eyes with a kind looking face. The man was tall and intimidating but gave out a kind smile under his bushy moustache and handsome features. The little boy had a baby face and shocking blue eyes. They were all standing in front of a large house *coughmansioncough*. The perfect picture of a happy, well off family.

Or so you would have thought…

In reality the woman was cold and heartless, a murderous psychopath assassin with a joker smile and crazed bloodshot eyes who liked nothing better than to kill others. The man whilst looking stern was in fact a shell of a man, simply following orders from his 'wife' who had broken his will years prior. The boy was horribly miserable, but had been taught not to cry under any circumstances and how to keep the neutral expression of a happy child under any circumstances, they were all gifted actors by necessity.

The family went on constant holidays to Hawaii, seemingly innocent but they were in reality, nightmare training for there son to follow in the family tradition of becoming an independent first class assassin. The man handled all the training whilst the woman brought in the money by killing her targets for clients. The boy mastered in his time all the killing techniques, how to cover up for a crime and deceive people, how to remove any trace of himself through computer systems and physical means, he also learned nearly every language and became a killing machine, whilst acting like an innocent normal child for his friend Ran.

Many gruelling years passed by in a blink and soon the boy was close to his tenth birthday and his mother's actions shocked him by showing genuine feelings of true happiness.

"Shin-chan." she cooed, causing the boy to stare and gape in utter shock whilst failing to keep a cool exterior. "On your birthday, you're going to perform a family tradition of ours."

"W…what is it?" the boy asked with a quiver, as much as he hated her, his mother was a person to be afraid of.

"Your going to kill your father and I." she said in a matter of fact voice, all gentleness replace with a cold monotone.

"Wha-why…?" the boy stuttered.

"It's the family tradition. On the tenth birthday of the first born child, they will kill all blood relatives and take over the family business. It's what we've been training you for." she sighed, failing to suppress her famous joker smile. "I did it with my parents and your grandfather did it with his, and now it's your turn."

She had erupted into a full crazed look by this point making the boy visibly shiver.

"And…if I don't?" the boy quivered, his voice betraying his true feeling.

The woman turned to him slowly like the enraged lunatic she was.

"YOU WILL DO WHAT I SAY, YOU UNGRATEFUL BRAT!" she screeched "YOU WILL KILL US!"

The boy was visibly shaken by the display but woman continued as if she didn't notice the outbreak.

"Now, here's a file with all the information you'll need, hide it from the police when you call about our 'accident'." She stated as she handed the boy a thick file.

"We'll die on the eve of your birthday at twelve in the morning, as to how you'll murder us..." She trailed off with obvious delight, "surprise me."

"…okay mum." the boy said in monotone after a moment of hesitation with his eyes still dilated in fear.

He was about to become a murderer.

The destined hour came about quickly as the boy was lost in thought as to how he was going to kill his parents, as he was resigned to the situation and knew a myriad of ways to kill people. When twelve came around, he found his mother and father in the library room of his home, his father and mother were sitting on the sofa in waiting. The boy saw a small amount of hope in his father's eyes and his mother had a full blown joker smile as she sat on the edge of the seat.

The boy took out a gun with a silencer and aimed at his father's head, a small tear of thanks fell from his eye before a hole was blasted into the side of his skull with a sickening sound as he fell silently over. It was the final death for an already half-dead man.

The boy put his gun away and took out of his pocket a lethal, slow acting poison. His mother would not leave the world painlessly. The boy launched his trained and nimble body at the woman, expertly shoving his arm around the woman's throat in one simple movement, forcing the poison down her throat. He dropped down and watched with cold eyes as the woman began cackling manically, tears streaming down her face out of pure pain, collapsing onto the floor with a spasm and a thump. Her face contorted in pain, wet tears and a still crazy smile on her face, magnified by her dishevelled hair caused by the thrashing which made her look like what she was, a monster.

The boy set up the house to look like a burglary and positioned their bodies to make it look like a burglary gone wrong, shooting the woman's lifeless corpse once in the head for good measure before disposing of the evidence and retreating to the bedroom with shaking hands and trying to get to sleep.

The boy managed to drift into sleep a few times only to be woken up by the maniac cackle that was still playing in his head.

When the police came by he put on his acting and waited till they declared it what he wanted and left.

The boy took his file out of his hiding spot and looked at it with cold and calculating eyes and a cold monotone filled his voice.

"I'm now an assassin."

Mini Shinichi POV

There was a piercing white light as I opened my eyes and fell into consciousness again. My head was spinning and I recognised that I was in the hospital, in the children's ward specifically.

'What the hell! Children's ward?!' I thought in panic before a voice made me come to my senses.

"Calm down." said a kind sounding voice to the side of me. She was a woman around mid-twenties with black short, dishevelled hair and a green dress suit on.

"My names Miwako Sato, what's yours?" she asked with a reassuring and conceding smile.

"Um…" I replied quickly thinking back to my dream/flashback in the library, "Conan…Edogawa."

Sato POV

"Conan…Edogawa." the boy, now dubbed Conan replied back as if unsure of himself.

'Probably the blood loss.' I thought with sympathy.

"Well, it's good that you've woken up, you lost quite a bit of blood and had to have a transfusion, you haven't woken up in two days. I was starting to get worried." I blabbered trying to calm Conan down.

The doctor came in after Conan started to have a panic attack, he gave Conan a light sedative and I watched as he fell down into a deep sleep.

"Conan must not like hospitals…" I stated to myself as an offhand comment.

"Well, he'll be here for a few days so I suggest you get home and get some sleep, a fellow officer has come by worried several times, you know!" the doctor stated with a worried stare and a bemused smile as I felt myself blush.

'Geez, that Takagi…' I thought with a defeated sigh.

"I'll come back tomorrow." I informed the doctor before heading home.

Mini Shinichi/Conan's POV

'Tomorrow, I escape' I thought with determination through the haze.

End of chapter 2

R&R PLEASE, HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE THE BACKSTORY, ITS SUPER ANGSTY. SPECIAL THANKS AGAIN TO RoxyConan-Kun FOR DOING THE BETA.