-GREY-
Everything is dark. I can hear everyone murmuring about why the lights have gone out, where I also started wondering.
I started looking around as I still cling onto Rook, human shadows are everywhere amongst the faint moonlight taking a glimpse at the grandiose windows.
Yeah, this is an unexpected turn of event for me since I only came here for something that Shawn Darwin owns and I even ended up dancing with his freakin' son. As I scan the place, I suddenly got aware of an almost-unnoticeable change.
That is, I can't feel Rook's hand on my waist anymore. It's not that I want him to always hold me but changes can turn into big---
My thoughts crashed when I feel like something cold and intimidating is poking my abdomen, no way. My confused face changed into a frightened one after guessing what it could be. My hands clenched his tuxedo and my eyes widened from the unexpected terror.
I need to move my body but I just can't.
Did I fall into a trap?
"What the..." I gasped when someone suddenly grabbed my left arm, pulling me somewhere over the ballroom. I can't clearly see the way that I ended up bumping some people creating a little chaos in the ballroom.
"Dammit." I heard Rook spat in anger. That was close.
The lights then came back and another set of music is starting to be played, making the guests calm down but for me, here I am again in another unknown man's arms, solely thinking how disgusting it is for me. My eyes had gone narrow upon that unusual thought.
I stared at him, scanning for some exterior clues. His slim body is fidgeting while panting for breath and he is looking around searching for something, maybe. His black tuxedo wasn't buttoned revealing his messy 1/3 buttoned white blouse and geez, his sternum, making him look cool or a MESS.
His white complexion is a complete distraction, contrasting to his black tuxedo. He's also wearing a black feathered mask like mine and his messy bangs are undeniably making him attractive.
Not to me, actually.
His exposed face is telling me that he's not a native of this town, much more Asian, he is.
I felt a sting of pain from my arm and there I saw his hand, hasn't let go of my arm. I raised my free hand, grabbing his wrist to somewhat take it off. Thankfully, it took his attention, making him glance and instantly let go of me.
"Oh sorry!" He raised his hands, looking like he's surrendering or something like that. We noticed there are people dancing beside us only to find ourselves in the middle of the ballroom. What a disaster.
"Where's Rook?" I curiously uttered to myself as I look around for a sign of him. I almost fall into his trap but why is he pointing a gun to me?
Does he know my plan?
"Ma'te!" I heard him shout, another language, huh? That's another clue.
"I mean, wait!" He grabbed my wrist again, deciding to talk to me while dancing. He swang me towards him and immediately slips his hand onto my waist.
"What?" I glared at him from his sudden act.
"Rook's been planning to kill you." he sharply whispered that it surprised me.
Kill me?
"Kill me?" I gasped, so loud making some couples dancing beside us look at us in dismay like, what a thing to hear.
"Shh...." he hushed, "Someone leaked a piece of information to me about the Darwins killing someone tonight, I don't have a clue about the victim, turns out..." he stopped.
"It was me..." I finished for him and he just nodded.
This is absurd.
"But why would they try to kill me now?" I whispered with no hint of shock on my voice. I'm quite interested in how they would even do that rather than why.
Everything got messy ever since he spoke up some nonsense. Who is he, by the way?
Everything he said is expected from someone who truly doesn't know WHO we are.
"They thought you have been planning to steal their diamond, they've been planning not to invite you either, but if they don't, t it'll be a big loss if they lose 'that' company's trust. That's why I came here." He bowed his head near my ears, I hate how his warm breath is giving me chills.
Damn it.
"Oh, maybe that's also why you're also terribly dressed today." I narrowed my eyes, staring at his messy clothing. The guy laughed as his response to my comment. I'm starting to feel silly knowing that I am indebted to this guy.
"And thanks, I guess...." I glanced away hiding how annoyed I am because I don't want that most especially, from a guy.
Wait, some pieces are missing, I mean, how and where did he get such rigid information. Now, thinking of certain hypothesis like why would this guy knows such a thing.
To be honest, I, myself, knew nothing about the rumor and how did they found out I'm after their DIAMOND. With minutes of deduction, finally summing up a conclusion that this guy I'm dancing with tonight is no other but a 'Detective'. His presence is quite rare or it shouldn't even exist in my WORLD.
"Who are you?" I asked as I bowed my head, not wanting to meet his gaze.
"I'm Detective Kaizi Hirogome." was his response.
Silence engulfed us even though there are murmurs, laughter, and a piece of fine music surrounding us. I can't find a word to spit it out; I need to leave as soon as possible before things would even mess up. 'they shouldn't exist in my world' means nothing but complete camouflage. We are inside that.
I need to find a reason to leave. I then noticed guests buzzing around the windows looking up to the heavens. This is my opportunity, I almost forgot about the eclipse today.
I let down my two hands from Kai and started approaching the tall windows full of guests pretending to take a view on the eclipse, leaving him behind without a word. Amazement can be seen in their eyes as they watch the moon now completely engulfed by darkness. I hope he won't follow me around, I'm afraid that even if he's a detective, he doesn't have the power to stop me.
I hid myself on the crowd and started to stroll somewhere else. I don't care whether that Shawn knew about my plan or not, what matters most is that I will always get what I needed.
I approached a door that is located far from the ballroom. Two sentries are standing at each side of the wooden door. Well, sadly for them, they are on my side. As I walk nearer and nearer to them, they nodded at me and open the double door in unison for me to enter. As soon as I entered, they immediately closed the door.
This is easy as heck.
The sound coming from my sandals every time it collides with the floor breaks the silent atmosphere. As I stroll on the thin red carpet of this straight hallway, wondering if that Shawn was the one who leaked 'that' information that the detective recently spoke of. Well, I don't care that much actually.
I've been walking for minutes, maybe this is far enough. I reached the end of the hallway and another 'normal' wooden door to enter. I raised my hand onto the knob and twisted it open, revealing a three-way hall, left-front-right. The clues are everywhere like he said. I looked down, trailing the red carpet as it tilted to the right side while the two hallways have different carpets.
"To the Right," I uttered and started strolling to the right. "What's this, who wouldn't notice the carpet going another way instead of going straight. I strolled happily like a kid, no, just happy.
"Stop! "
I halted after hearing that shout, that voice is Rook's.
Surprisingly, that was fast.
I looked back only to meet the two guys whom I danced with tonight. They stopped far in front of me with their guns tightly grasped at their hands.
But why?
How come that detective is helping this Mafioso?
-KAIZI-"Should I leave her just like that? Her life is in danger." I sighed as I watched her walk away towards the crowd. Well, I warned her enough and I could guess that they won't bother her anymore.I approached the coffee section and took a seat. They don't even serve tea here, not even shops have some. Such a barren place to be stuck on."Like I said in the very first place I don't need your help." He sat down in the chair opposite to mine. What took him this long to come here?"Mr Rook Darwin. I never thought you would go this far, hurting an innocent woman." I crossed my arms in madness. His explanation is not even needed to be convicted as---"Hmm, innocent you say? You know nothing!" He sneered at me, "Oh, of course, you know nothing. After all, you recently arrive here a week ago." he leaned his back on the chair, trying to relax. I didn't respond to his statement, what does he mean by that?"You see, company businesses here cannot be touched by the police, even the governme
-KAIZI-I've been running in circles, which seems like hours. This is unexpected; the person I saved tonight is the villain herself. Whoever she is, I swore I will put her behind bars.Why did Rook desperately slip that rumour anyway?
-KAIZI-*COMPANY BASE: FOREST*I'm busy scanning the huge base with my binoculars while Abigail is beside me reading the files for me by the thick small bushes a little far from the Base. The base has only one way in and out. Where cargoes enter and leave."The victims died with the same reason, huge brain damage caused by identical bullets and maybe the very same gun and the very same killer." she started reading the files for me.Yeah, such a brutal way to kill yet painless or fastest way to die."Long-range shot?" I asked without taking MY gaze off the binoculars."Close contact..." she responded."That's why they found gun powder at all victims' faces and every shot was 'bull's eye'. I concluded and lowered my binoculars."All the 15 victims died with their heads shot," she reads." And all the crime scenes are all on the victim's bedroom. All died on the very same night."The killer meant to kill them in the same night, why?"Close contact killing only means that the killer is no p
-KAIZI-An intimidating silence somehow woke me up, damn. I can't remember anything or what even happened. I found myself lying in an office-like room. I tilted my head up to see a table and a chair and glanced down to see the door and my body, restrained with ropes, both hands, and feet.I felt a movement from my back and then heard a moan which I immediately recognized; it's only Abigail moaning in pain. I finally felt a sting of pain coming from my severed neck fresh from hitting by a wooden bat."Ouch" I gritted my teeth in pain, that's what happened. A thud came from the steel door, causing me to look at it. Following by a creaking sound as the door opens, it showed off two muscular men and in the middle, a raven-haired lady in her plain white shirt and black shorts, she is grinning at us, who is she?They entered the room individually. The woman approached the table while the two guys leaned down closer to us, removing the ropes, I shouldn't do something stupid for this time bein
-GREY-"Damn, you Psycho," Kai shouted after the guards him tossed him to the tiled floor. I signalled the guards to leave and then entered the room. I slammed the door shut, leaving us two inside. Kai looked around examining the surrounding with his eyes and I did the same, the room is concrete, darker, and narrower than before with only two chairs two meters away facing each other. The floor formed a black and white chessboard pattern.This is nostalgic."Some sort kind of Interrogation room, huh?" He sat on one of the chairs only to see me leaning my back on the door with my hands in my pocket. He guessed it right."Such a mere reason coming here just for a diamond even though you know you won't get out alive," I stated in an abstract way. "This room was supposedly a torture room for traitors, but it was locked for a long time since it hasn't been stained with blood and it hasn't witnessed a tormenting soul." Or in other words, it hasn't been used."So tell me, Kai, was that diamond
KAIZI-"Shi'ne (Go to hell/ die.)" I spat. "I forgot to ask about Abigail."I looked around examining the room while approaching my table. A white concrete wall and a single wood cabinet standing near the wall at the left side of my desk, not even a window in sight, two small light bulbs enough to light up the room. The floor is the same black and white chessboard pattern. The ceiling is made of plain timber. I saw another door made of steel far from the back of my desk and started to approach it. I reached for the doorknob, turning it open and took a glimpse inside."Of course, what do I expect, a comfort room." I narrowed my eyes, staring at the white-tiled walls, floors, and the toilet."Such weird designs and architecture." I managed to utter before closing the door and went back to my chair planning to sit for a while. I examined the wheel-chair, black cushioned-seat, and not a sign of dust. I leaned my back and relaxed my arms by its arms.What time is it, by the way? I raised my
-KAIZI-"Hi!" a man, maybe at my age greeted me as he sat in the first double-decked bed. He has a deeper accent than the guy who greeted us earlier.His caramel hair looks like it has been bleached out from being blond. He has his hazelnut orbs gazing at me while waving his hand. I lazily waved back at him and closed the door behind me."You must be Mr WatshibakaThingy." A guy, maybe in his late 20's called out from the upper deck where Mr Hazel Eyes is sitting. I can feel him smirk."Call me Kai" I spoke up. That name again, I'm a little lucky to forget about it in a while. Damn, she's really into torturing me. Most especially that ba'ka means 'Idiot'."Kai huh, Kai like Kaizi Horithingy." The guy from the upper-deck blurted out again. That's me!!"Yes!!"I replied back while fighting the urge to cry. I approached the empty bed beside theirs and lied down on my stomach. The room's wide enough for the two double-deck bed to fit in with enough space for a table to fit in the middle of t
-KAIZI-"With that all kinds of jobs, how will you be promoted as an Executive?" Don't make sense, that's why."Oh, 'bout that, there are risks to encounter before you become an Executive. If you volunteer, you'll be sent off for assignments like spying, escorting preeminence, saving colleagues, and others. If you do that without dying and killing someone, you're in. These are the hardest job after all." Rald explained."That's impossible without killing even one enemy," I said with amazement. If you did, you're darn jailed."Yeah, but the Executives today did it, all right. Ask Jero since he volunteered,"--Rald.We glanced at Jero who's quietly sitting beside me."It's not that complicated since we have devices and materials used for combat like stun guns, tranquillizers, and most especially a gun." Jero finally spoke up, Awesome."What if you have enemies using guns? There are totally hundreds of them." I'm just curious about it, okay and I'm lazy to think."You just shoot them first
“It was indeed our anniversary,” He started to shake, “At exactly 3:50, we met by the back of the bakery and tried to convince her there to file a divorce but she didn’t listen. She would rather live in a messy family than filing a divorce. I got mad and….and…” Mr. George uttered, trying not to cry but then he did, again.“How did you kill her?” Nice call by Bob, I wonder too.As expected he was silenced by his question. His glassy eyes left the eye contact as his lips trembled, giving the impression of thinking for a reply, which were mostly lies. “I, I me--Uhm,” He stuttered, “A pipe, I…I hit her…with…that.” Was his hesitant reply, “I will tell you everything I know but please, promise me to keep my remaining family away from it okay?” He added.“Where did you hide the murder weapon, the pipe I mean?” Bob asked after a nod.“By the sewage downtown, near the Dandelion Bridge, I threw it there.” He replied. I looked at Steward and signaled him to relay the information to our Police de
Doom would come forth to a daughter who loathes her own father. Grief would stick upon a father who indulged himself in such disgraces, he surely deserved the hate.Twists were to be expected, most especially with this kind of job. As much as I wanted to delude myself from piercing truth, I could not be able to blind myself from it. What a tragedy.
-GRUYVER-[before Kevin was discharged]Unexpectedly strange, weird, odd, peculiar, or any words that fit was his temperament and was my first impression about him.We found him near the crime scene weak, hungry, underweight, on torn and dirty clothes, and dying.Just like what he said before.Luckily, yes luckily he was there, luckily we found him, or luckily he was somewhat involved.He sat there on his bed with his emotionless face. Mediocre, not really, just like that kind of expression was flawlessly plastered on his face for years already. I can assume THAT much with just a glance. He was unexpectedly calm during my interview and was able to keep up with the situation.As I scan and skim all the information that I collected. The pictures and details of every missing report that have not been closed in 5 to 6 years interval, right in this very town. His long blond hair made me assured that it must have been in that timeline. What a dreadful truth, knowing he suffered for too long.
NAMELESS SERIES #2| ANOTHERPROLOGUEDying,
The sun was gradually setting, like a scene in a movie. This was meant to be a happy sight yet, why to me?He was far away from my sight yet I can clearly see him there standing by his car, saying his farewell to everyone. I sat here on top of a building letting him go away.He was terrible, he sucks, an idiot, so-called sympathetic and;He's leaving like nothing happened,While I'm left here, reminiscing it all,Maybe I was just not that sharp enough to etch my name in his heart,Like a broken shard of glass.Going back there, he'll have a beginning,Yet, no reset button for me,As I willingly watch someone go away,And between us, it's me who'll only suffer.I was just a phantom, a silhouetteAn unknown yet familiar phantomWhose name that will never be uttered,Sayōnara,Watashi no hikari no hanten.---Grey. THE END---A/N:Yoh, guys. It's your amateur author. This book's currently being edited and minor changes are expected.This is where the book should end, I guess. L
-GREY-The plan was successful.I left my spot and approached the three guys on the sofa.I found Kai, unconscious, and horribly lying in there."You look more horrible than him," Shaun uttered as he furrowed his forehead; I really hate how he always read me.--and I hate myself for being too readable like he said."Whatever," I annoyingly looked at him."Do you know how this guy wasted his time explaining his ideals to a future amnesia guy?" He happily pointed my dad but he was just sitting there, staring at the books on top of the table. "I haven't said goodbye," I found myself mumbling those words, but I already made up my mind not to. --because in order to succeed, I must be ready to sacrifice that impudent moment. "Oblivion, we can be able to forcibly erase his memories that resided on a specific time but the stronger the soul is, regardless of the time, it will also forcibly come back, most especially in a saddening situation," Shaun explained."You two aren't sure about this,
-KAIZI-We headed back to the library and this time, with Grey. Sadly, she came in a luckless time because"Your heir sucks, he's only onto your money."---Lander"Your heir sucks more, she bullies weak people." Shaun furiously shouted at his face."Your heir sucks the most; he likes your maid..." Lander unerringly shouted back,Geez."Geez," Grey who's been beside me annoyingly grumbled as she cupped her forehead."Your heir, 100 times sucks, she cares for a detective!!!""huh,"---Lander."HUH!!!!"---Father and daughter___qp___You could guess what happened after that, Shaun, with his messy and torn clothes. They kept his face untouched though and Grey decided to cool off by the bookshelves. That's good, I guess."Ahem," Lander hummed, taking my attention. I want to ask about Jeremy Gloss but we have no time."I want to know how much this bastard's son here has told you about the Organization." He spoke as he pointed the 'bastard' that he's talking about."Nothing much, he told me tha
-KAIZI-Geez, that Shaun really is a muscle-head.What's with his pessimist mind, that book was a great one. As a psychologist, what blinded him to see that?I sighed as I let my mind think of another stuff.Going back to that poem,"Let not thy law confronts us,Let not thy mouth of a gun bestow fear upon us,Let not thy dazzling gold blind us,Let not thy pen draw the line between us.Four souls wagered for the good,Let thy stars attest thee,Of these tainted blood,Ready to be spilled."LAW pertains to DANWELGUN pertains to LANDERGOLD pertains to SHAUNPEN pertains to who?That frame under that dirty cloak, I found a picture. Three people were there. The young, maybe 14-year- old versions of these old geezers were resting in that wooden frame. At the back of the picture frame was the POEM etched on the board.They were three people there but the poem says, FOUR SOULS. I noticed that it was spontaneously taken, I wonder if the fourth person took it.NO, I've been missing the poin
-SHAUN-The conversation was getting so, so interesting since Kai was here. And this guy, Luke what took you so long.