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I will write the next chapter after a few feedbacks
Chapter1: Awakened
Shinichi Kudo, also known as Conan Edogawa slowly tried to sit up, but soon, he went down on the floor again, pressing his hand to this forehead. His whole body hurt and he couldn’t remember what had happened last night. He could only remember walking alone in a park in the evening, thinking about what he should tell Ran, and how he could tell her his secret, this secret he had kept for so long. The first snow had fallen. Almost three years had passed since he had vanished and yet he was still there. Time had come. Time had come for him to be honest, to tell her everything, to clear up these lies he had told her through these long three years. She had been crying often, but he had never done anything. He had just watched her, lost in his own misery. Then, he suddenly had heard something. He had turned round, but he had been alone. Suddenly, everything around him had gone black and he couldn’t remember anything else about this evening.
He slowly sat up, still groggy and confused. However he couldn’t see anything, he knew this wasn’t his room. He wasn’t in his bed anymore. Shinichi tried to get his eyes used to the darkness and slowly stood up. He was still dizzy, so he almost fell down again, but he forced himself to keep going forward. Finally, he could feel something hard right before him. It had to be a wall or something, so he kept searching for a light switch.
After a time, he could hear a ticking. He still couldn’t see anything, which made him feeling a bit nervous. Sure, he was used to much more; he had seen more dead bodies in his life like everyone else in his age. He could look at them and he didn’t care anymore, but this situation was new to him. He got nervous, as he remembered he couldn’t even reach a light switch in case he would find one. Only for this moment, he had forgotten he was stuck in the body of a seven year old child. Damn! Why have such things always happen to me? He kept searching along the walls; however he had given up hope to find anything. But suddenly, he was holding a wire or a string of some sort in his hand. He wasn’t sure what to do; he didn’t know where he was and from his experiences he had already leaned he had to be careful. What if this was a trap? What if the Black Organisation had been finally able to find and caught him? So he was just standing there, the string in his hands, unsure what he should do. But then, a horrible thought appeared in his mind. If this was really the Organisation, Ran and everyone else he cared about was in danger. He knew he could never forgive himself if something happened to Ran. So he breathed in deeply and closed his hand even more tightly around the string. He was ready to take the consequences for his actions. He closed his eyes and pulled.
A dumb light from a bulb hanging above his head went on, covering the room in a dirty and almost frightening green light. He looked around him in the room. There were no windows and no visible way to get out. Shinichi let go of the string he was still clutching and started searching. He didn’t know really what he was searching for; he just knew he had to find something, anything which could help him out of this situation. He knew he had to escape. He still had no idea who held him captive, but he had to get out in case he had to defend Ran or any other of his friends. Somehow, he could feel they were in danger. Damn! Hold on, Ran! Hold on! His breathing speeded up. Nothing else scared him more than the thought of losing the girl he had secretly loved, since he could think. He remembered the day when he first met her, when he had helped her to learn riding a bike, when they had been in Tropical Land together…where he had lost her. And since then, he had only lied to her. This couldn’t be. The last thing he had told Ran couldn’t be a lie. He had to get back. He had to find her. He looked up. Above him, he could see a camera, watching every move he took. What is this? Who is doing this to me? Have they finally found me? How could they know I survived? How could they ever find out I am Shinichi Kudo? He sat down on the floor again, his head in his hands. He had never done this, but now, he was close to cry. He felt helpless like never before. All the lies, all the secrets he had been trying to keep, all of this attempts had been useless. Finally, the Organisation had won. They had finally been able to find out who he really was. Suddenly, he saw something in front of him. He picked it up and noticed it was a tape player. He opened it and pulled out a small tape. Shinichi Kudo was written on it. This made Shinichi more scared than he already was. So it was true. The proof was right before his eyes. He stared at the tape, wishing it not to be there. He closed his eyes and opened them, again and again, in hope to wake up in his bed, to let this be only a bad dream. But then he realized this wasn’t a dream. This was more than a dream; this was his biggest nightmare, probably the only thing he had ever been afraid of since he had lost his old body. Someone really found out his secret. Someone out there, besides the ones he had told, besides the ones he could trust really knew who he was. Trembling, he put the tape back into the recorder and stared at it again, shaking his head. He didn’t want to play it, he was scared to hear the cold, icy voice of the man called Gin again, but he knew he had to do it. He knew if this was Gin, Ran was in danger. So he pulled himself together. He knew he had to; at least for her sake, he needed to be strong now. He pushed Play.
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Come to the Dark Side...we have Jim Moriarty
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