Sploda Posted June 24, 2013 Report Share Posted June 24, 2013 A story created by Spectre Sonic and I. If people need character profiles I'll work on them otherwise, enjoy the read. [spoiler=Chapter 1] [spoiler=Heist #1: Priceless events, dreams are born!] Intro Night fell upon Yugo City only hours before; all was quiet even though the entirety of the city was usually busy. In a small store on the corner of the Organizational district and the Game district, was a lone jewelery store: "Dae's Diamonds". It had closed shop not to long ago, but...there was activity happening inside the store. "Is it even here, boys?" an older man, as he messed with a clam shell in his hand. "Its right here, boss!" said another voice, his face hidden beneath a hoodie. He held up a gem, a bright yellow emerald that appeared to almost gleam with a fiery shine. The older man smirked and took the emerald in his hand, before putting the clam shell back in the display case. "Well, well...a tiny shop like this had it all along. The Sun-Setting Emerald, a gem even more beautiful in person." he said, as he put it in a bag, before he and his accomplices headed out the back door of the shop. Awaiting them was an unmarked black van, with the back doors quickly opening up. "Get us the hell out of here." the aged man said in a demanding voice. No response was overheard, as the driver just nodded and drove off from the jewelery store. Later… "And now class, if you will open your books to Page 45, you will see that the Moderation Police force was formed a year following Yugo City's founding. Before then, it was all done by what we called 'Duelists'." the female teacher said, as she tossed a piece of chalk in her hand, looking at the text book. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw one hand go up, before breaking into a sigh. "AND NO Mr. Shard, it doesn't mean the Duelists from Yugioh." At that moment, Shard's hand slowly went down. "Continuing..." However, after she said continuing, there was a faint snoring in the classroom. The teacher sighed once more, not even needing to look up from the book. She tossed the chalk once more, before she threw it straight at a boy with light brown hair, as it made contact on his head. "AH! W-W-WHAT?! I'm up, I'm up!!" "Mr. Chao...if you would pay attention to your studies as you do your sleep, you might actually start passing your classes." the teacher said, now tossing another piece of chalk, before sending him a death glare. The young man sighed, before nodding at the teacher. "Y-Yes, Ms. Koko." Then his desk neighbor chimed in after, and he got a bit upset about this. "Oh yeah, and your failing grades aren't something...I mean honestly, your just staring at the teacher's boobs the entire time!" "Don't go dragging me into your fantasies now. You can check my test scores, I haven't made anything less than a 98 all semester. Besides, maybe if you actually did your homework, you'd actually be able to sleep around test times. You didn't forget about tomorrow did you?" The young man turned to gaze back out the window he was conveniently placed by and began to cloud gaze. I'm so bored... The young man stopped short from what he was going to say, as he blanked out. There was a test tomorrow?! Why wasn't I told....oh...right...I was asleep... He let his head slam against the desk, as he let out a loud sigh. "Yeah you forgot. If you need me to, you can stop by later today for a cram session." He sighed to himself as he heard the facedesk behind him. "Like I need your help! Sonic Chao doesn't need anyone's help except his own!" he said, slamming his hands on the desk, looking back up at the young man. However, this was met with a few snickers and laughs. "incoming another missile mister Sonic..." as he turned to watch the assault connect. Sonic looked at the man with a questionable look, but then turned up at the wrong moment, seeing a piece of chalk directly hit his face, causing him to fall out of the chair. "OWWWWW!!!" he said quickly sitting up, only to see Ms. Koko with a very unhappy look on his face, but then again on days like this....when was she ever happy with this lot. "Another outburst like that, Mr. Chao, and you'll be ending up in detention AGAIN." Ms. Koko said, as she grabbed yet another piece of chalk. To this, Sonic simply sat back in his chair, mumbling softly to himself. Sonic clenched his fists at hearing the mocking that not only the sarcastic guy in front of him said, but the others as well. "Yeah, well you actually getting Yugo High a first place trophy in tennis would be a miracle too, Aito!!!" he said, as he watched the guy walk off. Damn uptight punk....what I wouldn't give to punch that smug smirk off his face. He left the classroom, shuffling his feet across the hallway floor. He arrived at his locker and slung his back and books right in, as he slammed it shut. Thinks he's better at everything else, a freakin' detective and tennis player. Who the hell even plays tennis? It sucks anyway... He mumbled, as he passed a few doors walking down the nearest hallway. Sonic walked out of the building and stared at the sky overhead, with a small sigh. SMACK! Before Sonic knew it, he was hit upside the right side of his head with a tennis ball. It had enough momentum to cause the young man to fall on the ground, meaning the person who served definitely had a strong arm. "A-ALRIGHT!! Whose getting a Sonic B!tch-slap?!" he said, as he rubbed his cheek, trying to stand back up. "Wallace, I found your ball! It hit a moron," A couple of young men in sports uniforms gathered and rushed towards the injured fellow, "You shouldn't worry to much, he looks harmless." Sonic grumbled as he rubbed his cheek, as he picked the tennis ball up with his free hand. "Take your damn ball..." he said, throwing the ball at the first young man, hitting his nose. "Ouch, that must have hurt, Jack never did have the best reflexes..." Completely ignoring the statement by the second man, Sonic walked off the school grounds, in a hurrying fashion. He had no time for anyone at that school or their activities, especially today. Sonic kept walking until he hit the Organizational district, beginning to pass a few empty buildings. Ever since the Moderation Force came into play around this district, the buildings that called this district home got shut down without so much as a warning. Gang violence, Drugs, even Terrorist plots...they all went down in this district... Upon coming to the district's dead end, he turned to the left of him and walked down an alley. There he found a storm cellar's doors, locked shut. Pulling a set of keys out from his pocket, he unlocked the lock on the door, opening them up as he descended into the storm cellar. Down he walked, following the stairs that lead him towards a damp and dark hallway, lit by only flickering torches. Sonic kept walking, until he was faced with a door with faded writings and engravings on it. He put his hands on the door and pushed it open, as light filled the dark hallway, just for the moment. He walked into the light, smirking as the door shut behind him. What awaited for him was a well-furnished room, complete with cases upon cases of jewels and gems. There he saw two others that were sitting at a table, waiting for someone specific. "Sorry I'm late...is the boss here?" Sonic asked, sitting at the table, away from the other two. "Unfortunately, not yet. The old geezer is always late, you should know this by now, Chao." the first young man sighed, as he kicked his feet up onto the table, leaning back in his chair. The second young man chuckled a bit, smiling as he nodded. "Yes that is true. However, with the events of last night, he seemed to move pretty fast. Especially when he got his hand on that emerald." "Emerald? Wait, he got some dumb emerald this time?" Sonic asked, raising and eyebrow...and his voice. "You obviously haven't looked into the emerald's mythology." an older voice was heard, as an older man emerged from the shadows that befell the back of the room. Their heads turned as the saw the older man dressed in a black suit, with a white dress shirt underneath the black jacket, with a red bullet casing hanging from his neck. The group really couldn't tell who this old geezer was, on the fact that he always wore the Kamina shades on his face and the fedora upon his head, hiding a huge portion of his oak brown hair. He made his way toward the three, his hands behind his back, as his mouth curled up into a twisted grin. "The Sun-Setting Emerald, is just one out of exactly seven others. Each emerald is said to open vast possibilities to those who find them and each one more different than the one before." Vast possibilities? A dumb emerald can really do something like that? That question rang in Sonic's head, as he crossed his arms, leaning back into his seat. "So, boss...what exactly are they supposed to do exactly?" The older man's twisted grin remained as he broke into a slight laugh. "My dear Sonic, that is something you will have to discover on your own. In the meantime, you do as I say. Are we clear?" "Fine...I guess I'll play your game, Spectre Scourge...." Sonic mumbled, as his gaze trailed off from the older man, to the table itself. Jeezus this guy always gives me the creeps.... The old man, Spectre Scourge, simply nodded as he clasped his hands together, continuing to show off his twisted grin. "Very well. Our next target is the Storm-Front Emerald. And from what I can tell, it's going to be on display atop of the YCM Hotel, the top floor. This will be in three days, so I want you all to be prepared. Understood?" The three remained silent, until they all stood up at the same time, nodding in agreement. "Yes sir!" The three days passed, and the small group met once more together, in the alley of the YCM Hotel. The top floor laid their prize: The Storm-Front Emerald. Getting into the Hotel was fairly easy however, dressed up in the uniforms of the servant who made their way from the kitchen, making their way up to the top floor for "Room Service". "A genius idea you had, Chao..." Spectre Scourge simply said, as they rode the elevator up to the top floor. "Heh, thanks boss. Now if someone could only tell that crazy teacher, Ms. Koko I can think like that." Sonic chuckled in response. The elevator ride didn't take too long, as it stopped at its appointed floor: the 10th floor. There were a few guards, but nothing that wouldn't be dealt with. "Excuse me! May I have your attention gentlemen!" Spectre Scourge said, as he pushed his food cart towards them. "Care for some refreshments?" "Well, I am pretty hungry right now." "No one told you to not eat while your were downstairs, Ethan. I mean, they were just serving seafood." the one guard said in response. "I DON'T LIKE THAT CRAP!!" Spectre Scourge simply chuckled, at the two, watching the others simply walk towards him. "Now now, there is plenty for everyone." he said, as he removed the serving dish's top, unleashing a small smog of sleeping gas onto the group of guards. One by one, they all fell asleep, as the group removed their disguises, heading towards the display case. "That's the Storm-Front Emerald?" the first young man asked, as he grabbed a small glass cutting tool out from his bag. "A quite vibrant red..." Spectre Scourge simply nodded, as he held a porcelain clam in his hand, rubbing it a bit. "That it is. Now, quickly, before any of the guards come to." The three boys nodded, as they began to help each other get the display case open with the glass cutter. Before too long, the object they sought was now in Sonic's hand: the Storm-Front Emerald. "H-Here you go boss!" he said, handing him the emerald. "No, you take it. I want you to hold on to it for me." Spectre Scourge said, walking past Sonic, putting the clam in the display case. Then he turned and whispered something to Sonic: Never give up...your resolve... He smiled simply as he passed Sonic, leaving him almost speechless, with almost a shocked look on his face. "H-Hey, Chao! What did he say?" the first young man asked him. Sonic shook his head a bit. "I-Its nothing...c'mon we gotta get the hell out of here..." he said, putting his hood over top of his head. With that, the group turned to leave the 10th floor. The prize they sought was in Sonic's hands and their mission was complete. However, this night was far from over, as the elevator 'dinged' and the doors opened, revealing someone inside… The elevator was occupied by none other than Aito himself, wearing his trademark leather jacket and carrying a notebook. "I seem to have cracked the case, and just before the getaway too," Aito closed the notebook and stepped out of the elevator and faced the group, "Now I'll be taking back both of the stolen jewels and you'll be heading downtown for questioning Mister Thief." Spectre Scourge looked at Aito, before his lips formed the twisted grin once more. "Ahh, I see you got my challenge. I applaud you, sir." he said, as he began to clap his hands. He stopped as he removed his fedora, as he put it to his chest, giving a slight gentlemanly bow. "Spectre Scourge, at your service. And your name, Tantei-san?" "Well, I assumed it was meant for someone aside from the inspector, so I accepted. I was bored after all. What I find interesting is how you managed to get these new guys to pull off something this big," Aito smirked back at the thief. "My name, Mister Thief? Detective Aito, well part-time anyway. Now Spectre Scourge, I'm going to guess that you have no intention of confessing?" "Confessing? I'm sorry, but you must have me confused with someone who is surrendering, Aito." Spectre Scourge chuckled slightly. He looked to his side, seeing that the group had already gotten to the elevator, passing Aito quickly. "B-Boss! C'mon!" the one young man said, wanting him to hurry up. But instead of the old man heading to the elevator, he simply pulled out a gun and shot it. However, to everyone's surprise, a playing card came out: the Joker. It hit the down button on the side and the elevator began its descent. "Now, we have no further interruptions, Mr. Detective." Spectre Scourge said, with his twisted grin. "They won't get far. I've already called the Moderators, the games over. Why don't you explain why your going after these stones? I'm very curious, and I'm not afraid of playing cards either. I'm a fan of dice games myself." Aito remarked as he watched the others escape. Spectre Scourge placed his hands behind his back, as he turned around and chuckled softly. "Oh believe me, those three will be fine. There is always more than one escape plan..." he stopped as he turned to face Aito once more. "As for the stones, hehe, I myself have no ideas what they'll be used for. You see, I did not create this group to do my bidding, no...I created this little group to allow one to rise up and realize a dream for him to strive for. And these gems and their untold secrets will be the tools for him to do just that." "You have a lot of faith in your henchmen for an arrogant mastermind," Aito sneered. "You started a criminal group so someone could fulfill a dream? You sound like your trying to play Robin Hood, and even if that is the case, a crime is a crime. I'm sorry Spectre, but you’re coming with me." "Ahh, but Robin Hood did survive after his feats." Spectre Scourge said, turning away from Aito once more. "A slight factor I nor him share. But...how will you stop me? You see, with you now locking down the hotel because of the Moderation Force, no way in or out will start in 3...2...1..." As if right on cue, the sounds of sirens were heard outside. "Why should I come with you anyway? Perhaps it was in my own plans...that I would not leave this place." Spectre Scourge said. "So you predicted when the Moderation force would appear based on when I stepped into this little act of yours. Now you have no chance of escape, and your bluff has been called. What could you possibly accomplish now?" Aito put the notebook away and started moving towards the thief. Sceptre Scourge smirked and turned back towards Aito, now point the gun at him. "One last dance before this old heart is done! Perhaps a message to give to future deluded fools that follow in your footsteps!" he said, as he shot exactly six cards straight at the High School Detective. "So it's a simple suicide by cop huh? I was hoping for better old man!" Aito managed to get his notebook up to bat a few cards away and then dance around the last two as he rushed the hostile thief to incapacitate him. The old man cackled and moved back, as he stood in front of a window. "A message...that tells everyone...that tonight, the greatest thief, Spectre Scourge will also return...but when he returns...the clam shall be descending upon Yugo." he said, with his twisted grin, as he pulled another porcelain clam out, but this time...it was engraved with some wording. "Sorry, but the public won't get your precious message and you won't be returning." Aito said as he continued to move towards the criminal. Just before he made it within range he tripped and fell straight towards the thief. "Seems you were wrong...Tantei-san." Spectre Scourge smirked, as he gently slipped the clam into his jacket pocket. "And here we will be..." he began as the two went through the window, the police squadron below them. "This generation's Holmes and Moriarty...a fitting end." With this, Spectre Scourge simply gave one last twisted grin, as the two began to fall. Spectre Scourge's lifeless old body lay beside Aito's, as the Moderation Force investigated who this thief was. To a shocking surprise, they found that it was the retired Moderation Force Chief: Jose Chao. With the autopsy report, they figured out why this happened to be the best thing for the old Chao. A strange cancer was spreading from his heart to his brain, and if it was to continue, he would've died slowly and painfully. The doctors were unsure if it was going to take a year or two years for the cancer to fully spread....it might've taken even longer. Inspector Black, who happened to be under Jose's teachings, wanted to keep this private. He didn't want anyone who looked up to him, or even his only nephew to see him in a state like this. The decision was made, as they kept what happened with Jose's secret life in the dark, saying he died from his cancer. However, when Sonic showed at his uncle's funeral, he was the last one left to leave. He placed his hand on the hedge-stone and sighed. "Uncle...I know you had a reason for doing this. But...I'm not sure what that is yet." he said, as he fought back the tears that were welling up in his eyes. "Just know one thing...I will get those other emeralds. And the birth of the clam...the Vongola...will be soon." Sonic turned as he popped the collar of his jacket, heading away from the grave site, heading towards the setting sun. Outro [/spoiler] [spoiler=Case #1: A hasty search, too late for cold feet?] Intro "You know, I had other plans tonight Inspector." "Sorry to call you out here, but we didn't really have the man power nearby." The young man sighed as he stepped through the store, it was more or less a normal little store on the outskirts of the Organizational district. The owner had called not long after opening shop, a borderline manic tone in his voice. "So Inspector, you say only one object was taken?" "Correct, the Sun-Setting Emerald. We have a photo of it here, but the reason I called you here was this," the Inspector handed over what looked like a clam, "It was set in the place the Emerald was supposed to be." The young man took the clam and ran his fingers over it. He looked it over for a moment before turning to the Inspector, "Porcelain, this is a Porcelain clam. Judging by the quality of the store's other merchandise, this is not locally made. I believe that the culprit left it as a message to the police. It's common practice amongst criminals that think they can outsmart the system. I'd send it in for a DNA analysis." "Of course, not much else we can do. The store doesn't even have any security cameras to work with. Honestly, we will have to declare this case cold in no time, without the footage from any cameras." "Not so fast Inspector, the DNA analysis should help but look around. Close observation will show that this thief wasn't working alone. There are several alterations in the floor's carpeting, which according to the owner's habits, is vacuumed daily before closing." "Those were obviously caused by the investigators doing their job, now you can't really use that-" The young man cut him off, "since when do Investigators wear sneakers and heavyset shoes? No, these were left by the culprits. Furthermore, I saw some minor skid marks in the back, meaning they escaped via a vehicle. I'd be willing to say it was a van or truck of some sort, capable of carrying several people." The young man took another glance over the crime scene, his eyes scanning and breaking down every object within the yellow tape. He eventually turned back to the inspector, "Inspector Black, there isn't enough evidence here for me to name any suspects, I can rule out an attempt at insurance fraud. If you uncover any more clues you know where to find me and how to contact me." The young man picked up his bag and slung it over one shoulder before heading down the street. I wonder what kind of organization can orchestrate such a clean robbery...and that clam, it's almost like a challenge rather than a tease. "And now class, if you will open your books to Page 45, you will see that the Moderation Police force was formed a year following Yugo City's founding. Before then, it was all done by what we called 'Duelists'." the female teacher said, as she tossed a piece of chalk in her hand, looking at the text book. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw one hand go up, before breaking into a sigh. "AND NO Mr. Shard, it doesn't mean the Duelists from Yugioh." At that moment, Shard's hand slowly went down. "Continuing..." However, after she said continuing, there was a faint snoring in the classroom. The teacher sighed once more, not even needing to look up from the book. She tossed the chalk once more, before she threw it straight at a boy with light brown hair, as it made contact on his head. "AH! W-W-WHAT?! I'm up, I'm up!!" "Mr. Chao...if you would pay attention to your studies as you do your sleep, you might actually start passing your classes." the teacher said, now tossing another piece of chalk, before sending him a death glare. "Jeez Chao, keep snoozing like that and you'll be held back." The young man sitting next to the wind chided as the teacher lectured his next desk neighbor. The young man sighed, before nodding at the teacher. "Y-Yes, Ms. Koko." Then his desk neighbor chimed in after, and he got a bit upset about this. "Oh yeah, and your failing grades aren't something...I mean honestly, your just staring at the teacher's boobs the entire time!" "Don't go dragging me into your fantasies now. You can check my test scores, I haven't made anything less that a 98 all semester. Besides, maybe if you actually did your homework, you'd actually be able to sleep around test times. You didn't forget about tomorrow did you?" The young man turned to gaze back out the window he was conveniently placed by and began to cloud gaze. I'm so bored... The young man stopped short from what he was going to say, as he blanked out. "Yeah you forgot. If you need me to, you can stop by later today for a cram session." He sighed to himself as he heard the facedesk behind him. "Like I need your help! Sonic Chao doesn't need anyone's help except his own!" he said, slamming his hands on the desk, looking back up at the young man. However, this was met with a few snickers and laughs. "incoming another missile mister Sonic..." as he turned to watch the assault connect. "OWWWWW!!!" he said quickly sitting up, only to see Ms. Koko with a very unhappy look on his face, but then again on days like this....when was she ever happy with this lot. "Again," Chao's friend butted in as Ms. Koko said the same word. Honestly now, how am I supposed to go over the case in my head with all these distractions... As Ms. Koko was about to continue her lesson, the bell had rung for the class to end. She sighed as she closed the book. "Class is dismissed. Thanks to Mr. Chao's behavior and outbursts, you are to finish reading from Page 45 all the way to 59." she said, hearing multiple groans from the class. "If you don't want to have reading assignments like this each and every week, I would advise ALL of you to actually get your heads out of your rears and take this seriously." "Chao taking anything seriously would be a miracle." The sarcastic individual said as he packed his books away and walked out the class. He headed towards the gymnasium for after school activities. Later… "Wallace, I found your ball! It hit a moron," A couple of young men in sports uniforms gathered and rushed towards the injured fellow, "You shouldn't worry to much, he looks harmless." Sonic grumbled as he rubbed his cheek, as he picked the tennis ball up with his free hand. "Take your damn ball..." he said, throwing the ball at the first young man, hitting his nose. "Ouch, that must have hurt, Jack never did have the best reflexes..." That guy is such a deadbeat...he should've joined a real club instead of that annoying host group lead by Link... Aito helped Jack up and walked back to the courts to finish the afternoon practice off. A few hours later Aito was on his way home. Those foot marks at the store mean that it's a bunch of newbies, which makes the finesse of the robbery peculiar. They shouldn't be able to pull something like that off, it just doesn't add up. More importantly, that porcelain clam. I'm sure that it was a challenge, but not for the police. Then there is the matter of the stolen jewel. I did some research on it during lunch, the Sun Setting Emerald. It's part of a set of seven stones that are rumored to have peculiar powers... Aito sat down at his desk, having made his way to his room after grabbing a sandwich from the kitchen. He had only just booted up his computer when a loud knock came at the door. "Ugh, what do you want Enzax? I told you not to bug me so soon after school." "But brother, I was told to let you know that the Inspector from the Moderation Force called. He said that you wouldn't be able to contact him tonight. Can I please come in?" So annoying... Aito got up and opened the door before beginning an online search on the missing gem. His search didn't turn up anything he didn't already know. "What am I missing, a certain piece of the puzzle. One clue stands between me and this culprit, but what?" "Hey Bro, I don't mean to butt into your work but, why not look to see if you can find another one of the Emeralds? Wouldn't it be easy to catch them if you find their next target?" Aito grinned to himself, This is why I always talk to my little brother. Given effort, he could easily surpass me in skill. Especially with his knack for electronics. A quick search reveals that there are two more Emeralds in the city, the Rain Calming Emerald and the Storm Front Emerald. The Storm Front Emerald was going to be on display at the YCM Hotel's top floor as part of a larger exhibit. Moderation Forces had been called in to provide additional security for the exhibit. The Rain Calming Emerald was at a local Museum as part of a traveling study on the evolution of jewelry. This group has a flair for mouthing off, as evidenced with the clam. The mastermind also likes to demonstrate the fact that he can take amateurs and accomplish impressive heists. If I'm to follow this train of thought the only logical target is... "They will most likely target the Storm Front Emerald." Enzax says aloud as Aito's mind comes to the same conclusion. "I believe the same think, Little Brother. Try to contact Inspector Black, and inform him of the impending threat. I will head to the Hotel right away." A few hours later... With that, the group turned to leave the 10th floor. The prize they sought was in Sonic's hands and their mission was complete. However, this night was far from over, as the elevator 'dinged' and the doors opened, revealing someone inside. The elevator was occupied by none other than Aito himself, wearing his trademark leather jacket and carrying a notebook. "I seem to have cracked the case, and just before the getaway too," Aito closed the notebook and stepped out of the elevator and faced the group, "Now I'll be taking back both of the stolen jewels and you'll be heading downtown for questioning Mister Thief." Spectre Scourge looked at Aito, before his lips formed the twisted grin once more. "Ahh, I see you got my challenge. I applaud you, sir." he said, as he began to clap his hands. He stopped as he removed his fedora, as he put it to his chest, giving a slight gentlemanly bow. "Spectre Scourge, at your service. And your name, Tantei-san?" "Well, I assumed it was meant for someone aside from the inspector, so I accepted. I was bored after all. What I find interesting is how you managed to get these new guys to pull off something this big," Aito smirked back at the thief. Looks like he's on the older side, but still a master at his job. "My name, Mister Thief? Detective Aito, well part-time anyway. Now Spectre Scourge, I'm going to guess that you have no intention of confessing?" "Confessing? I'm sorry, but you must have me confused with someone who is surrendering, Aito." Spectre Scourge chuckled slightly. "B-Boss! C'mon!" one of the young men said. The old man simply pulled out a gun and shot it. However, to everyone's surprise, a playing card came out: the Joker. It hit the down button on the side and the elevator began its descent. "Now, we have no further interruptions, Mr. Detective." Spectre Scourge said, with his twisted grin. "They won't get far. I've already called the Moderators, the games over. Why don't you explain why you’re going after these stones? I'm very curious, and I'm not afraid of playing cards either. I'm a fan of dice games myself." Aito remarked as he watched the others escape. Spectre Scourge placed his hands behind his back, as he turned around and chuckled softly. "Oh believe me, those three will be fine. There is always more than one escape plan..." he stopped as he turned to face Aito once more. "As for the stones, hehe, I myself have no ideas what they'll be used for. You see, I did not create this group to do my bidding, no...I created this little group to allow one to rise up and realize a dream for him to strive for. And these gems and their untold secrets will be the tools for him to do just that." "You have a lot of faith in your henchmen for an arrogant mastermind," Aito sneered until he heard that this man wasn't the one in charge. Wait, if he isn't in charge then...did the mastermind disguise himself as a henchman, or is he not even part of this? "You started a criminal group so someone could fulfill a dream? You sound like your trying to play Robin Hood, and even if that is the case, a crime is a crime. I'm sorry Spectre, but you’re coming with me." "Ahh, but Robin Hood did survive after his feats." Spectre Scourge said, turning away from Aito once more. "A slight factor I nor him share. But...how will you stop me? You see, with you now locking down the hotel because of the Moderation Force, no way in or out will start in 3...2...1..." As if right on cue, the sounds of sirens were heard outside. "Why should I come with you anyway? Perhaps it was in my own plans...that I would not leave this place." Spectre Scourge said. "So you predicted when the Moderation force would appear based on when I stepped into this little act of yours. Now you have no chance of escape, and your bluff has been called. What could you possibly accomplish now?" Aito put the notebook away and started moving towards the thief. Sceptre Scourge smirked and turned back towards Aito, now point the gun at him. "One last dance before this old heart is done! Perhaps a message to give to future deluded fools that follow in your footsteps!" he said, as he shot exactly six cards straight at the High School Detective. "So it's a simple suicide by cop huh? I was hoping for better old man!" Aito managed to get his notebook up to bat a few cards away and then dance around the last two as he rushed the hostile thief to incapacitate him. The old man cackled and moved back, as he stood in front of a window. "A message...that tells everyone...that tonight, the greatest thief, Spectre Scourge will also return...but when he returns...the clam shall be descending upon Yugo." he said, with his twisted grin, as he pulled another porcelain clam out, but this time...it was engraved with some wording. "Sorry, but the public won't get your precious message and you won't be returning." Aito said as he continued to move towards the criminal. Just before he made it within range he tripped and fell straight towards the thief. Damn, to much momentum! We'll go through the window! "Seems you were wrong...Tantei-san." Spectre Scourge smirked, as he gently slipped the clam into his jacket pocket. "And here we will be..." he began as the two went through the window, the police squadron below them. "This generation's Holmes and Moriarty...a fitting end." With this, Spectre Scourge simply gave one last twisted grin, as the two began to fall. Enzax...I'm sorry for leaving you like this... Fifteen minutes later Inspector Black arrived on the scene and confirmed Aito's identity. He also found the clam amongst the evidence, and deduced that the man with Aito was the one behind the heists. It didn't take long for the Moderators to close the case. Aito was given an officer's funeral in remembrance of the 53 cases he had helped to solve over the past 4 months. He left behind everything he owned to his little brother Enzax Aito. At the funeral Black gave Enzax his brother's notebook, the one piece of evidence he had managed to sneak away from the scene prior to the arrival of the CSI team. "So three others got away, according to my brother's notes. Very well, I'll catch them, and bring my brother's last case to a complete close. Outro [/spoiler][/spoiler] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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