Kay~!
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Rin laid in her bed, thinking about the files. I really need to read them more.... she thought to herself. The others were asleep still, so like yesterday, she crept out of her bed, grabbed a flashlight and slipped on her shoes and glasses. She quickly scribbled a note "Went to roof; be back soon." and laid it on her bed before creeping out. Five minutes later, she was at her destination and had already moved the stone tile. As she reached into the compartment, she looked at the box for a moment before grabbing that too. She set everything down on the ground underneath the ledge that was keeping her dry and opened her file once more. I'm not sure what'll I'll do with Nyx's and Jun's files yet, so I'll leave them for later.
She flipped to a random page and found the page was about her hobbies, interests, etc. Curious about this, she began to skim the page.
Rin is interested in creative stuff such as music and art. She enjoys classical music along with songs from musicals. Though she plays the instruments that she has learnt below average, her singing voice is very good. She has a naturally high voice and can hit notes that most people can't. She is a good artist, her expertise being drawing people in a cartoonish manner. She doesn't seem interested in classic pieces of art. She likes to act, which can be a good thing and a bad thing. She is average in this field. She also enjoys the physical activities of dance and softball. She is average at both. She likes to read, mostly mysteries or comics, and finishes quickly.
Rin also has an internet account to a site called Detective Conan World (DCW SEE FILES XXXX FOR MORE DETAILS), where she goes by the name of "Misaki-chan". She enjoys the site and can spend hours on there. Please note: This site is what brought her and the enemies together. Under all costs must you avoid this site. Make sure she doesn't use the internet without supervision.
"Detective Conan World," she muttered to herself, "I know that site..... Detective Conan...."
Suddenly, as if something had hit her, a boy with an overly large head and glasses entered her mind. What the....? One after another, images kept hitting her, not stopping for a second. Some were animated, some were real-life, some were of words. And finally, they stopped. She sat in shock for a second as she mumbled, "I remember. I remember everything."
She thread her finger through her hair as she sat for a moment, letting all the newly found memories sink in. I'm not Rin, I'm Misaki. I love Detective Conan, mostly Sato and Takagi, and also a forum site called DCW. There is where I met so many people. I have a mother, father and sister and nice real life friends. I enjoy Japanese culture a lot.
A sigh escaped her lips as she thought Now what? I don't think I should tell Nyx and Jun about it yet.... It might be too much for them. But I have to find a way to get out. But not now. It's too dangerous. For now, I best act the way I did before I remembered.
A strong wind started to blow as she clutched the files and the box to her tightly. When is stopped, she remembered she had the box. After securing the files underneath something so they wouldn't blow away, she tried to open the box. Locked. She grabbed a bobby pin out of her hair and quickly picked the lock. After a few minutes, the lid popped opened. With a small smile, she lifted the lid all the way and found several things. A notebook, a few folded up pieces of paper, and some baubles and pictures. She picked up one of the pictures and gasped at what she saw. In the picture, Brise, Krev, Nero and Chaos were present. All of them were smiling gleefully. And one person too. She had light colored hair and looked a bit like Tsukiko. Is this.... Laela?
She replaced the picture with one of the folded pieces of paper and looked at it. It was a letter, addressed to Chaos. She began to read it and soon regretted it.
My dearest Chaos,
I'm sorry I didn't tell you before. I really am. But you need to know. Which is why I'm writing this letter. In case of my death, I want you to know. The truth is, I'm a double agent. I was hired by the FBI, who sent me in to get information. At first, it was easy. Like I had planned with my higher ups, I would rise in the ranks, get information and give it to them. But then you came along.
You were never part of the plan. When I first met you, I despised you. You would kill people without blinking an eye and with no remorse. But then that happened. You saved me, and I saw you in a different light. As time grew on, I found myself falling for you. I tried so hard to stop, to make it go away so I could do what I was hired for, but that never did work.
Love is funny, don't you think? As I kept falling more and more in love with you, the reports soon slowed down. And then I stopped all together. I decided that I would quit working for the FBI and be in the Org if that meant being with you. But things didn't turn out as well as I thought. The FBI has already broke into the Org's base two times and the higher ups are suspicious. I know my time is short, which is why I'm writing this now.
I'm sorry for being such a coward and telling you everything like this. I really am. I hope that you can one day move on and find someone else who will love you as much as I did.
Forever yours,
Laela
She folded up the letter and shoved it back in the box before closing it. She shouldn't have read that, not at all.
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Ta da~! Took a while, sorry... =____=;;
