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Title: I don't got one, deal with it.
By: Me.

Summarized Bit: I'm obsessed with the 13th movie teaser, so I'm stealing quotes from it and making what I think will happen.

Copyright: Read it, don't copy it. Go ahead an take ideas, but not the actual writing. That's just called being a douche.

Chapters - 1 (Coming soon)

________Chapter One


Everything made sense now. The traitor, and missing obituary, not to mention to curious events around the agents. The fact that Mizunshi Lena had been bugged, the event in the construction facility with Gin and Vodka... everywhere in these files, there was one thing in common. "That kid..." His voice rolled across his tongue, smooth and cool as he lifted his glass. The ice clinked against the side as it and a grin slowly spread across his face. "He must be erased."
Slender fingers pulled a nob from under the car radio. Bringing the metal of it up against the tip of the white stick of death trapped between his lips, he waited a moment before replacing the bit. His phone rang and he sighed, pulling it from his jacket. Checking the caller ID, he then flipped the phone open and placed it to his ear. "Bourbon..."

"Eh? Did he find anything out, Aniki?" Vodka asked from the passenger side of the car. Things have been becoming tense as the days went by. There was no sign left of Sherry, and they still had someone watching their actions. He had really not thought much into it, it was Gin that had become paranoid.
After a few moments, Gin's eyes split open as a curious expression presented itself. "I have no time to play games with you." He said coldly. After a few moments, his expression calmed. Everything was being explained to him, and pictures would be sent to his phone. After some time, he pulled the phone from his face and ended the call. Only moments later was a message sent. Opening the image up, his eyes went wide in surprise. "That's it?" He muttered, "So, he is living as a kid now?"

Vodka stared at Gin for a long moment, completely clueless. He peaked at the image. Four panels, one had a picture of that great detective Kudo Shinichi, while the image next to it was a child looking very similar. The two bottom panels had a picture of Sherry, and a child who, again, curiously resembled her. "That's kinda creepy. Y-You don't think they actually-?"

Gin played with the cigarette between his teeth before looking out the window. His mind played with the thought of it, and no matter how he placed it, everything made sense. So, the APTX 4869 had a rare effect they had found that worked on both Kudo Shinichi and Sherry. That was how the little rat escaped.
( Tired, going to sleep now. *Yawn.* )

__________Part One -

The sun reached high into the sky, dragging itself along the endless sea of blue as in the distance the moon had already sprouted from beyond the horizon. Cars passed through the busy streets, people wandered the sidewalks, everything seemed to be at peace. The rumble of an engine and the screech of tires burning against the road signaled the beginning. From the streets the motorcycle purred as the woman riding it moved it with expertise. Her long black hair whipped about wildly behind her and her expression was dark.

They found out about Kudo Shinichi. Now, everything will be pulled into darkness. People will die. Whoever he had relations with; all because that man found out. The man I hired. Bourbon.

She reached the isolated destination and pulled into the open warehouse. She came to a stop in front of two cars, a Porsche 356A, and a blue and white striped sports car.Reaching up, she pulled the helmet from over her head and cradled it in her arm.

"Kir." She looked to the tall man whom said her name before kicking up the stand on her motorcycle and heading towards the group.

"I heard you found the rat." He said calmly. Her eyes had a fixed gaze upon the tall man with long, blond hair.

Gin stared at Kir for a long moment before closing his eyes. "Kudo Shinichi is still alive." He started. This gained surprise looks from the two snipers by the sports car. Chianti was about to speak out when gin continued. "He's living in the body of a child; Edogawa Conan. He is to be killed along with those who he is close to."

Chianti grit her teeth, then slammed her hand against the car behind her. "Hold it, Gin! What are you talking about 'in the body of a child'!?"

Gin didn't look to Chianti, but accessed the image on his phone again before sending it to her and the others. "APTX 4869 shrunk him, along with our little traitor, Sherry." A grin spread across his face at the sound of her name. He was getting anxious; finally he had found her. It was only a matter of time.

"This is ridiculous. Just because there are brats that resemble them-" Chinati started before Gin gave her a sharp look.

"It seems Edogawa Conan has no Social Security, or any identification at all beside his name. There are no birth records, either." Gin said lightly before pulling out his pack of cigarettes. He popped the box up and caught one of the sticks before bringing it up to his mouth and biting down on it.

"I see." Kir agreed with a smile. "Then do we know all of the target names?"

Gin nodded slowly and Vodka held up a printout. "There's a lot of names here." He explained before looking back to the list himself. "A lot of cops, all of the high school detectives, Mouri Kogoro, and a bunch of brats." He explained before handing the list to Kir.

She looked it over once before catching something off. "Kuroba Kaito? Didn't you have a connection with a Kaito a few years ago?" She asked before the list was snatched from her hand by Chianti.

"Kuroba Kaito... Kaito Kid." Korn stated darkly.

Chianti growled, then tossed the paper back at Kir. "When do we start?"

Gin thought for a moment before a cynical grin spread across his face. He wanted to make it known that they were after him. He wanted to make the little detective run ragged; to see him squirm before he feels the icy cold sting of death. "Tonight."
Conan sneezed suddenly, his body jumping with the force. "I think someone is talking about me..." He mumbled as he ran his finger across the bottom of his nose gently.

"Let us hope they have good will." Haibara said with a cold half smile before crossing her arms and looking towards the three kids in front of them.

"Are you still paranoid about them? We haven't seem head or tail of the Organization for awhile now." Conan sighed. He almost wanted to hear of something to do with them. The sooner he could return to his normal body, the better.

"We've been lucky so far, but luck runs out in time." She responded with a serious expression.

Conan's eye twitched as he looked at her  from the corner of his eyes. Creepy... He then sighed and looked up towards the sky. "How has the antidote been coming along, by the way?"

"I haven't gotten anywhere." She said bluntly before looking down in thought. "I've been trying, but without the poison, it is impossible to create a permanent cure. We may be stuck like this for the rest of our lives."

"Hey, hey! I can't be stuck in this body forever!" He spoke a little too loud as the group of three in front of them turned around.

"Stuck in..." Aymui started.

"This body?" Mitsuhiko finished. The three kids blinked, expecting some kid of answer from Haibara and Conan.

"U-Uh, I was talking about an episode of Kaimen Yaiba! When he was trapped inside the belly of that insectoid!" Conan explained quickly, thanking his past for having been addicted to that series.

"Ah! The one that was on two weeks ago?" Mitsuhiko shouted. "It was great! It truly revealed the courage of Kaimen Yaiba!"

Haibara blinked, then looked to Conan as if to say 'Smooth.' Conan chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his head out of habit as the three detective boys started discussing the tactics and heart of the Yaiba series.
As the group walked down the street, mixing conversations from Kaimen Yaiba, to eel Tempura, and  other such things, they were being watched. Through the side view mirror of the black Porsche 356A, he had a clear shot of him. His thin slips spread into a wide grin and adrenaline rushed him. He couldn't wait to see the expression on the kids face when he aimed his gun.

Vodka looked out of the window, noticing the group pass by. He blinked, then looked to Gin. "You wanted them to be the last ones to be hit, right?"

Gin was silent for a long time before looking over to Vodka. "I want them to suffer."
Haibara stumbled in her step, a shiver running down her spine as she fell pale. She covered her mouth for a moment, though refused to look behind her at the penetrating eyes. She tried her best to keep in step with Conan, to seem normal, but he had already noticed. "Haibara...?" He breathed before stopping to look behind them. There, a black Porsche 356A, and inside, the man with the worst gaze he had ever seen on him. He tried to black normal, turning back around slowly as he looked to Haibara. 'Gin...'

"He was staring at us, wasn't he...?" Haibara huffed once they were out of ear shock. Conan nodded, and in return, felt her arm being pulled at. He looked down at Haibara in surprise as she turned into that shaking, pathetic creature that he had once seen turning the bus Hijacking. "I wonder... if he recognized me?"

__________Part Two -

Chianti and Korn were set up by police department, four hundred yards away each. They were set up so one had a clear shot of the street reaching out from the front of the building, while the other can a clear view of the windows at the left of it. "How long do we have to wait here, Gin?" Chianti hissed into his headset, peering through her scope as the head of a chubby man in a tan suit. "And why are we the clean up crew!?"

Gin watched from the roof of a building nearby, alone, waiting for something to come to him on this lonely night. They had to make a big show to start everything off. "Vodka is on his way." He said simply. He was a few miles off from the sniper's positions, set above the crowded streets. The perfect place to create a scene. He heard the door to the roof open behind him. "You're late." He said coldly, turning to look at Vodka.

"Sorry, Aniki, he wasn't at his house." He explained before walking towards Gin. He stopped short, though, as Gin whipped around, gun pointed at Vodka's head.

"You failed?" His voice was as sharp as a viper's bite, his gaze furious.

"Eh-heh... I ended up threatening the old butler at his place to call him out to us."

"Is he still alive?"

"Uh... no."

Gin went silent for a long moment before lowering his gun. Soon the trigger to the gun would soon be pulled, burning through the winding rope splitting all bonds and erasing the past.

Behind the two black garbed men fell the silent, white phantom of the night. His eyes were cold, pain stricken. Jii-chan had made sure that Kaito heard everything up the the gunshot that ended his best friend's life. He knew that if he hadn't come, they would only go after his mother again. It was a silent threat, they wanted him, and would kill all of those he loved to get him to come out.

Gin slowly turned to look at the white garbed boy. "Kuroba Kaito; Kaito Kid." He stated in a cold hiss before a grin spread across his face. It seemed too easy, seeming such a figure with an all-knowing gaze at the corner of the roof.

It took Kaito a few moment, but then a sudden realization hit him. Black suits, cold gazes... it was not the same man, but the event was nearly the same. There stood the bringers of death, the people that had tried to kill him in the past. They were the reason that he was stealing in the first place. "What do you want from me?"

Gin took a few steps forward, gun still at his side. "I want you to die." He said simply. In the split second that Kaito took to register his words and jump back, his gun fired. The burning pain of the bullet piecing his chest forced him back as he fell from the high rooftop into the crowd below. His chest gushing blood, the white suit tainted, the crowd stared, first, amused and cheering, but soon, horrified. That body was motionless, it was no longer the phantom king that haunted Japan, but a weak, helpless child.

Most people moved out of the way, but a few individuals went to catch the figure; police officers. The body had been caught, saved from a disturbing death.
Near half the people in the crowd were already calling 199 while an officer used his car radio to inform the district. Gin grinned sadistically before looking up at the sky. "Vermouth, it's your turn now. Chianti, watch the police cars for our other target."

Only moments later a helicopter flew past, ladder left hanging. Gin grabbed on first and hurriedly climbed it, soon followed by Vodka. Gin had made sure the driver was his own; Kir, then relaxed as Vodka pulled the ladder up and they set off once more. Things would only get more exciting from here on out.

"Wait, he's not dead..." One of the officers said as he held down the bleeding. His heart was still bleeding; the bullet has cut short. Kaito's eyes opened weakly to stare up at the officer, his vision blurry and body numb from shock. In what seemed like seconds to the kid, the ambulance had him on a stretcher and into the vehicle before he finally blacked out.
"Wh-WHAAAAT!!?!?" Inspector McGuire's eyes popped out of his head as he shot out of his chair. "KAITO KID!? By who!?" Everyone in the building went deathly silent. McGuire's face reddened a bit with anger before he hung up the phone and started shouting orders. "Get a squad to the Beika City Hotel! Kaito Kid has been shot!" He had several helicopters and squad cars sent out; whoever had down such a thing in such a crowded area had to of known what they were doing. They had escaped by helicopter, after all. They planned this. But why? Had Kaito Kid ticked them off? Maybe someone sent assassins out after him? But then, why was he out in the open like that? There was no heist planned for tonight, so they must have called him out somehow.

The streets turned to havoc; police surrounded the hotel as the investigated the rooftop and streets below for clues. McGuiure was about to head out himself when a sharp pain caught him in the back. He arched back, his eyes wide and mouth open, agape in pain. There were screams, and guns were pulled on the mysterious figure. As McGuire fell to the floor, lifeless, they all stood there in shock. Shiratori pushed through the crowd to stare in shock. "S-Satou..." He breathed.

The very familiar face was one to shock them all, of course. It gave her ample time to escape as well. A bullet shot through the window behind her as it shattered She grinned and saluted the officers before turning sharp and springing out of the opening and towards the street. She grabbed the flagpole outside the from to catch her fall before landing safely. Throwing herself into a preset police vehicle, she started it up and hit the gas pedal, the tires screeching as he shot out into the streets, her lights wailing.

Vermouth ripped the mask off of her face before touching her earpiece. "Second target down. Chianti, it's your turn now."

"Don't tell me what to do, devil woman!" Chianti cursed as she searching the cop cars. None of the ones watched her target yet, until finally she caught sight of the woman in question. She grinned and aimed carefully, her trigger finger becoming itchy. "Third target..." She fired, the bullet flying through the air and into the window of the police car, burning straight into the skull of her target. "Deceased."

__________Part Three -

Conan didn't know what it was that made him stay up so late. He was antsy, what Haibara had said had sent fear through him. What if they did know? It was impossible though, how could they come up with 'he was shrunk instead of dying'. He wandered the office, pacing, his mind meddled with thoughts. He broke out of his daze as his phone rang. He picked it up, checking the ID before flipping it open and putting it to his ear. "Miss Jodie?" There was a long silence before his eyes went wide in shock. "They were all...!?" He couldn't finish his sentence. His throat became dry, chocking him. They did know! What other reason was there to kill those three? Kaito Kid, Inspector McGuire, Detective Satou...

He ran up to the television and turned it on to see the news. It was all true. Three mysterious deaths in only a few minutes time. It was planned, they suspected, by a group of assassins. There was also some speculation about the deceased detective Satou having killed the Inspector and sniped down by one of the officers from a helicopter in belief that she would kill again. "Jodie, is there anything more? Is everyone else safe!?"

He was shouting now, his hands shaking as he looked back out of the window. They were not on the roof, none at floor level; if they knew, would they have killed him first? After all, he could very well accept the fact of his impending doom and tell everyone about the organization. Unless they knew. They knew that if he kept his mouth shut so far, then he wouldn't go announcing it to the world even if this happened. It would only mean death too more people.

He grit his teeth, then paced the room. "Jodie, please have agent Camel ad a few others come here and pick Detective Mouri and Ran up. I'll head to Agasa's house and see if he's alright." He said quickly, and before she could argue, he hung up his phone. Slipped his shoes on, he hurried out the door and pulled out Shinichi's phone. Messing with the dials on his bow tie, he then hurried to call Ran. It took a few rings, but she finally picked up.

"Sh-Shinichi...?" Her voice called groggily, a bit of anger in her voice. "Why are you calling me so late?"

"Ran, there's no time. You're not safe where you are. There's someone coming to pick you both up; a few FBI Agents. One of them should be Agent Camel. Don't go with them unless you're sure! Don't worry about Conan, his with the Professor."

"Shinichi? What are you talking about? What's going on?" Ran sat up in her bed, worry in her eyes as she cradled the cellphone carefully, begging it to tell her everything.

"You're in danger, both you and your father. Don't go near anyone in black. Please... please stay safe, Ran." He ended the call, then called Agasa's home. It took awhile, but he got through. "Agasa? Are you alright?... Professor?"

"Edogawa Conan." The familiar voice on the other end said. Conan didn't stop running, though his voice became softer.

"Haibara... are you and the professor alright?"

"I am. But it seems Professor Agasa fell asleep at the computer again." She said calmly before sighing. "Are you feeling paranoid suddenly?"

"I-I'll explain when I get there." Conan huffed as he turned the next corner onto the second District of Beika. He looked to the large white house in the distance before rushing towards the gate. "Can you open the gate?"

Haibara didn't argue. She sighed softly and put the phone down before walking out of the house to the front. Opening the gate, and quirked a brow to the sweating, pale form of the proud detective boy.

Before she could ask, Conan explained himself. "The Inspector and Detective Satou are both dead and Kaito Kid has been shot down. I think it's them. I think they found out." He pocketed his phone and walked past Haibara as her face turned deathly pale.

"He did recognize me... he was staring right at me, and I-" Haibara started, but Conan wouldn't let her continue. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her inside, locking the door behind them.

"I asked Miss Jodie to take care of Ran and Uncle. They should be fine. I don't know who their going to strike next, or when, but I doubt it will be us." He said in as calm of a voice as he could muster.

"How can you be so calm!? The organization is going to kill everyone related to you!" Haibara shouted before hurrying towards the Professor, shaking him awake.

Conan grit his teeth, then lowered his head in thought, covering his chin with his hand. They decided to start in the Beika area. They had all escaped from what the news released. Was everyone else alright? Would they go after his friends from the elementary school as well? Then he would have to ell Jodie. They needed somewhere safe to hide during all of this. Where were the FBI stationed now anyways?

"Mmmh? What...?" Agasa stirred and looked to the sickly looking Haibara, then back at Conan. "Shinichi...?"

________Chapter Two

Conan sighed heavily, picking his phone from his pocket. He called Jodie again as she walked into the living room, pacing impatiently.
Conan snapped his phone shut and sighed heavily before looking to the Professor and Haibara. They were both ready to go. "Let's hurry..." He said quickly before running outside. Haibara sat next to him in the back and the Professor drove them off towards the police department. This was going to be a long night.

__________Part One -

Conan rushed into the police department followed by Haibara and Professor Agasa. He searched around quickly, and soon found Shiratori and Takagi together arguing about something. The both looked like they were on their last nerve, drained of all sanity. Conan couldn't blame them. "Detective Takagi." Conan called out, running up to the two of them.

"Conan!?" Takagi's eyes lit up for a moment as he looked down at the kid. "What are you doing here? It's dangerous!"

Conan shook his head, then quickly spoke before either of them could say anything more. "I need to talk to you... both of you. It's important."

"We're too busy right now, Conan. A lot of things happened. It's dangerous here right now." Conan frowned, then shook his head.

"You're both being targeted by the same men. Please, let me talk to you both alone!" He insisted. Takagi was taken aback, then weakly looked up at Shiratori who held a confused expression.

"I saw Satou stab the Inspector, then she was shot from the police car she tried to escape in." Shiratori said softly.

Takagi got to his feet and glared at Shiratori. "That's not right! She would never do such a thing! Satou-... She-..."

Conan was growing impatient. These two were not listening to him. He wished he was Kudo Shinichi again, he wished he had his body back. "What happened can be figured out later! Those men are still on the loose! They're after me and anyone that knows me personally; meaning both of you!" He said quickly.

"Conan? Why would they be after y-" Takagi had started before Conan cut in.

"When this is all over, I'll tell you everything. Until then, please, I can tell you who each of these people are."

Takagi was perplexed, but finally agreed to this. He looked to Shiratori, then lead them all to a private room; windowless, of course, after what had happened earlier. Takagi sat at the table, and Shiratori beside him. "Who are these people then, Conan?"

Conan made sure the door was closed after Haibara and the Professor joined them. "The Black Organization." He said quickly before looking to Takagi who seemed perplexed at the silly name as if he were doubting him already. "They're a shady group that the FBI and myself have been investigating for the past two years." Conan explained before walking up to the table. "I only know of a few of them, but I'm sure they are the ones causing all of this. They have code names of different liquors; Gin, Vodka, Chianti, Korn, Kir, Vermouth, and Bourbon are the only ones I know of. Vermouth is a master of disguise, Chianti and Korn are both expert snipers, Gin seems to have a lot of power as he's usually planning everything and Vodka is always with him."

"Conan, we don't have time to talk about your wild dreams, you want us to believe a kid is working with the FBI?" Shiratori asked before sighing heavily. "I'm afraid I can not waste anymore time here. I need to get to work on finding out who did this."

Conan felt the cold bite of fear as Shiratori started out of the room. He grit his teeth, then put the voice changing bow tie over his mouth. "I'm not lying to you, idiot! This isn't a time for things like that!" Shinichi's voice called at them. Takagi and Shiratori both stared down at Conan in surprise. He dropped the bow tie and removed his glasses from his face.

"Shinichi..." Agasa whispered at him as he hunched down. "Are you sure you know what you're doing...?"

Takagi got to his feet, his disbelief in the matter overwhelming him. "Conan, I always knew you were too mature... but-"

"I'm sorry for not telling you earlier, Takagi..." Conan sighed before crossing his arms. "Now, if you would please allow me to continue, I will explain the finer details to you later." And, as expected, the room fell silent. "They're after people that have relations with me. Ran and Detective Mouri are already safe, but there are a lot of others."

"So that's why Satou and Inspector McGuire were-"

Conan nodded, then sighed. "Kaito Kid is in the hospital. Jodie told me that he survived, but they're holding that information from the public. I'm thinking they wanted to catch my attention while dragging you all into havoc."

Takagi had heard enough. He sighed, making up his mind. He didn't need to know anything more. "So we mark everyone you're connected to, protect them and take this organization down one by one."

Conan nodded, then sighed heavily. "I have to hurry, then. Please be careful; watch your backs!" Conan shouted before hurrying out of the room and towards the entrance of the Police Station. When he had called Heiji on the way up, even though he had warned him not to, the hot headed idiot was rushing over. The professor and Haibara chased after Conan, all heading for the car. Conan hesitated outside of the car as he looked up towards the sky. "You two go alone." He said quickly.

Haibara spun around and stared at Conan in shock. "Yo-you're not going to go after them too, are you!? They'll kill you!"

"They're going to kill everyone else, Haibara. I can't just sit around while this is happening. Professor, take Haibara to the hospital, I'll call Jodie and tell her you're coming." He ran back inside the police department.

Agasa watched in surprise for a moment before putting a comforting hand on Haibara's shoulder. "Let's hurry." He said, waiting for her to get into the car and driving off.

Lovely, I'm glad that the trailer inspired you so ^^.

The part with Vermouth stabbing Megure is excellent <3 wonderfully pragmatic.

The part with Kaitou KID is extremely jarring though, why would Kaitou KID be related to Conan again? 

Er... o-o; It's kinda obvious. Conan's in the newspapers a lot as Kaito's nemesis. If they want to erase Edogawa Conan, then they would have to erase anyone whom might know his secret. Kaito Kid just happened to know it, and find Conan fun to 'play with'.

They'd erase people like detective Satou, and not Kaito Kid? That'd be silly. =3

Eh?  I never thought of it that way, that's very true <3. 

But then now that I think about it, why IS people like Satou a target D;? 

Gin:  At first I'm going to kill his greatest rival, and then I'll kill all his colleagues!

But then this is Gin we're talking about... xD *shot*.

If you want to catch his attention and make him know, you wouldn't kill a minor character. Sure, Conan would hear about it in the morning, but Gin would want to drag him out into the open quickly before he knew what happened. He wants the start a big show before finishing the job with the source himself.

I've dabbled with these ideas a lot. I think I've found the ending to be perfect in my head to this FF, but... how to get there is bumpy. *Nods.*

That´s the best Detective Conan, how should I say it, mmm, "invented story"(sorry if this offends you. but I don´t know how to put it).

I couldn´t stop reading it because in every line I read it attracted me and I wanted to know what would happen next!

I really like how you describe everyone and their emotions.

I cannot wait the other chapters 

Nice work!!!  Muy Grosso.

Just for that, Mr. Holmes, I'm dropping my homework to write! You have made me... mmh... how should I put it....

Pleased. >3

Nice fanfiction. It's really interesting...maybe I need to post my fanfictions on DCTP now. *goes off to post*

Anyway, some parts made me cry. And well, they're really saddening. Keep on writing, nice work!

__________Part Two -

Takagi wasted no time. After equipping himself and spreading the new found information to the force of the six suspects and their possible locations, he had had the groups split up. They went to streets nearby friend's or Edogawa Conan. He didn't exactly tell them just why they were going to these places, only that they were to search for men dressed in black. He rushed into his own police car and drove off in a hurry. He had not time to morn and brood over anything, he kept himself focused on the situation at hand. He resisted the urges to break out in tears, to scream at the top of his lungs in anger. Satou was dead; the Inspector was gone. Murdered. Both of them; with such ease! Just who were these people?

"You could make a great leader, Detective Takagi." A boys voice called from behind him.

Takagi jumped and looked to his rear view mirror to so the lonely, bold expression of the eerily mature child. "C-Conan!? Shouldn't you be going to the FBI? It's best to keep you safe!"

"Idiot, if I sit around, I doubt the FBI could hold them off forever. I have to fight this war now." Conan argued before looking around, watching the cop cars spill onto the roads in their organized fashion. Was this the right thing to do? To have them run wild and search for these dangerous men. "Where are you heading now, Detective Takagi?"

"Ah... I was going to go with one of the squads towards Suzuki Mansion." He said before looking back towards the road. "The thre deaths so far have been flashy, I'd expect they would keep that pattern."

Conan perked up a bit at Takagi's last comment. They had started flashy, sure, but they wanted to torture Conan, not make a show for others. No, they'd probably do something that would call him out now, something that would hit him hard; very hard. His expression went morbid as a voice echoed for the badge on his jacket. He ripped it off and held it to his mouth, waiting for something to call to him.
"Ayumi!? What's wrong?" Conan felt his stomach twist again as he cringed, his nails slowly digging into the seat. The bastards. They are only kids!

"I thought I saw a shadow on the roof... but it's gone now..." She yawned back to him.

"Ayumi, hide somewhere for now. I'll be there soon. Please tell Genta and Mitsuhiko to do the same." After that, Conan jumped up into the front of the patrol car. "Takagi! Down that road!" He ordered, pointing out directions. They had to hurry, for the sake of those innocent smiling faces that had befriended him, no matter how much he had pushed them away.
Tires screeched at the turn as the police car neared Ayumi's house. Finally the car came to a stop as Conan jumped out of it. "Hey, wait... Conan!" Takagi tried to stop him, but let it go as he too, raced towards the house. Conan had sent a message to Ayumi to meet them at the door, and as predicted, the door opened for the two. Conan sighed in relief at Ayumi's face and without warning, wrapped his tiny arms around the girl. Thank God... The thought echoed his mind as Takagi watched the two of them. "Conan, we shouldn't wait here like this. We should explain the situation to her parents and leave."

Ayumi blinked, having had been shocked at the sudden closeness of her friend. Suddenly her cheeks went bright red as she gasped. "Conan! Are you... confessing?" She asked in surprise.

Conan blinked and stepped back, going a bit pale. "Ah-... ah... We gotta go, Ayumi!" He left no time for conversing as her grabbed his friend's hand and lead her into the streets. There was a silent shot in the distance, then a thud as Conan's stomach plummeted. He froze in place, slowly looking back at Takagi's limp form. His eyes were wide like a deer staring into headlights; unknowing of what was coming at him; innocent to the deadly barrel that had been pointed at him.

Ayumi screamed, breaking Conan from his shock as he cursed out loud. He ran towards the patrol car, letting Ayumi in first. "Ayumi, go to the floor. When I say, hold down the peddle on your right, hard!" Ayumi agreed, which was enough for him as he jumped up onto the seat and shifted the gear. "Now!" He shouted as he shoved down on the peddle. Conan nearly fell back as they shot out into the dark streets. He steered with the skill of his mother, racing the streets dangerously. His mind was racing, head throbbing, heart sinking. He did not know what exhaustion was, anymore. Adrenaline rushed his body, his eyes wide and his skills unlike that of any child before him. "Ayumi, get Mitsuhiko to run outside to us; when I tell you to, let go of the gas." Conan explained everything easy enough for Ayumi to understand; one step at a time.

As they neared Mitsuhiko's house, Syumi let go of the gas. "Now push down the left peddle, Ayumi!" He cried. She did so and the car screeched to a stop. Conan ran into the steering wheel head on from the force and Ayumi screeched, tumbling down below. "Are you okay, Ayumi?" He called to her before looking to Mitsuhiko's house.

Soon enough the tall, thin boy hurried out towards the police car that he saw Conan at the wheel at. He hurried in and gaped at the two trouble makers. "Conan! Ayumi! Hijacking from the police!?"

"Not now, Mitsuhiko!" Conan groaned before waving to him. "Get in, get in! This is a crisis!"

"Detective Takagi is... is..." Ayumi started from her spot on the floor. Mitsuhiko buckled in and closed the door behind him. "He fell back and..."

Conan's eyes watered suddenly as raged blistered him. "Ayumi..." He forced out from his grit teeth, clawing his fingers into the steering wheel. "It will all be alright. Hit the gas, again; please."

Ayumi did as Conan said, but lighter at first this time as soon they were racing off again. Mitsuhiko looked depressed for a long time before he looked up at Conan. He knew in his gut, by looking at Conan's expression, that now was not the time for useless questions such as, 'Where did you learn how to drive?' "Are we going to go defend everyone together then, Conan? As the Detective Boys?" He asked a bit more bravely than he felt.

Conan stayed silent as they neared Genta's house. Ayumi again did the honors of calling Genta and hitting the brakes, but Genta never picked up. Conan cursed, opening the car door and jumping out. He wanted to go alone, but even in this car,, those two would be alone. They would be as open of targets here as they would be in the streets. He picked up his detective badge and held it up to his mouth.
Genta pulled his window shades open and looked down at the police car below where Conan was standing. He blinked, then quickly ran out from his room, grabbing his jacket. His parents were obviously squabbling with him as he ran out of the house with his friends. They were trying to keep him inside, of course.

After a moment, Genta responded again "Oi, Conan. My parents won't let me leave. I'll be fine in my house anyway. You all go have fun..."

"This isn't a game, idio-" Ayumi's scream filled the air as Conan felt a hand shove over his mouth. He struggled against it , holding his breath for as long as he could. Someone had him, he couldn't stay like this! Bringing his foot up to his thigh, he twisted the dial on the side of his foot as far as it would go before slamming it against the floor and kicking off the ground. His whole body arched, his foot catching the person square in the chin. Static shot everywhere, and soon Conan felt the grip on his mouth loosen. His body fell hard the the ground and he cried out before looking back at the person. "Vodka...?" His eyes went wide as the giant groaned and stirred. He wasn't out of the game yet.

He backed away slowly as Ayumi and Mitsuhiko called to him, but the obvious sound was soon to be heard. Genta rushed out of his house, but as Conan spun around the shout at to to go back inside, their was a loud crack. Genta fell face down to the pavement; motionless. Ayumi and Mitsuhiko panicked, frozen up in fear, but none more than Conan.

He stared, horrified into those cold, heartless eyes. They enveloped him as every fiber in his body froze. The man looked him in the eyes before grinning maliciously. "There you are." He said coldly before pointing his gun at him. But, this would be too easy. No, this kid had not suffered enough. He had not known the true horror; the true power of the organization. Conan suddenly grit his teeth hard as he readied himself. In one quick play, he shouted for Ayumi to hit the gas as he jumped into the car and grabbed the wheel, staring off down the street.

Gin had felt his finger twitch in hesitation before he finally lowered in. He looked to Vodka, groaning and rubbing his aching chin from the floor. "You're useless..." He closed his eyes, popping a cigarette into his mouth from the box before lighting it. "Korn. Take their wheel. When they run out, both of you take the kids. Do not touch Edogawa Conan." His eyes twitched as Chianti's voice yelled back at him, but he did not respond. Edogawa Conan was his pray.

A moment later, he heard a scuffle behind him. He looked back at the door of the house, hearing the bogging of the parents. Taking a small black box from his pocket, her set two minutes on it before tossing it back at the front of the building. A second later he fired several times at the front down. The sound of two bodies hitting the floor limp as a doll brought a grin to his face once more.