Chapter 1: The First Wave of Elf
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Yokohama is at peace. The agency was working as usual, just some papers and Dazai refusing to do them, nothing too hard. Same with the Port Mafia as well.
Atsushi and Kyouka have decided to go out for the day since she wants to get a gift for Kenji as he had helped her learn how to take care of the flowers atop the Agency’s roof. They were walking at a normal pace when a fully cloaked, small figure crashed into Atsushi’s side. The figure fell to the ground because of the hard impact of the clash. Luckily, Atsushi was barely hurt. He only had a small cut, but Kyouka was staring daggers into the figure who was currently dusting themself off.
“I’m sorry I didn't see you! Are you hurt anywhere?” Atsushi questioned, holding out his hand for the figure to take.
“Oh no, don’t apologise, I should have been looking where I was going.” The figure takes his hand, their hood slipping slightly but it is pulled down quickly. They both had cuts on their hands and they grazed against each other. Blood mixing.
When the figure was pulled to their feet, they thanked Atsushi while cupping his hands.
Kyouka was still burning holes in the back of their head and if looks could kill, they would already be 6 feet under.
Without anyone noticing, another figure had sneaked up on the three. Kyouka's whole body went rigid. She was concerned that someone was able to sneak up behind her and even get that close without her noticing. Maybe her skills were getting rusty since she left the Mafia.
This figure was not cloaked but had straight long purple hair that flowed down to his waist. He wore black trousers that matched his black vest coat. His neck was decorated with an orange-yellow bow that wrapped loosely around his white shirt collar. He was popping bubblegum, to Atsushi’s surprise, since he seemed to be wearing braces.
“Hey, you alright?” The purple guy asked the cloaked figure.
“Yeah I’m fine, it was my fault anyway.” The cloaked figure responded, now turning to face Atsushi and Kyouka.
“I’m sorry for causing you any trouble.”
Atsushi’s cheeks dusted pink in embarrassment. “It’s fine really- Kyouka!”
Kyouka and the purple haired young man were staring their sharp blue orbs right at each other. Both Atsushi and the cloaked figure had to pull them away from each other's gaze.
“Well, we are quite busy so we will be going now. Goodbye and have a nice day!” The cloaked figure announced before grabbing the purple haired man and pulling him along with them. Atsushi waved goodbye but winced slightly at the cut. He looked at it for a moment. It’ll just heal and fade away right?
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It didn’ t. It has been two whole weeks since the incident. The cut was still there. It wasn’t bleeding anymore, but the scar was still there. Atsushi had gone to Yosano a week after it happened and she had said it was unusual but it’ll heal and that he just had to wait. The thing that he didn’t tell her though, was how it made him sometimes think he’s seeing things. It was the body of a small man with pointy ears, like an elf. Even though it made him feel uneasy, he was doing alright. Work was more important anyway.
Atsushi was carrying a stack of papers for Dazai. Kunikida was very annoyed since Dazai was just using Atsushi to do all his papers and deliver them to wherever. He even makes him use the old minging photocopier that everyone knows hardly works instead of the new one just for a laugh.
Atsushi was walking to his own desk with the papers from Dazai’s when his vision pulsated red. Atsushi stepped back in shock. It happened again, this time with more force and he dropped a couple papers. It was then that his eyes started to drip out blood. He dropped to the floor which caught some of the other detective’s attention.
“Atsushi? Are you okay?” Kenji started, hurrying over to the boy who was now on his hands and knees.
No answer.
“Atsushi? Can you hear me?” Kenji questioned him further, trying to get a look at his face. Atsushi looked up. His eyes were bloodshot red and the blood from his eyes had stained red lines on his cheeks.
“G…get..Yosa..” Atsushi tried to speak, but his eyelids were heavy and black spots danced around his red vision. A shadowy figure of the elf man he had been seeing appeared before him. It smiled, flashing its razor sharp teeth at him.
“GET OUT! GET OUT OF MY HEAD! GET AWAY!” Atsushi screamed out before crashing down on the floor unconscious. All the members who were in the office at the time had gathered around now. Even Fukuzawa had gotten out of his office and rushed over to see what was going on. It’s not like he could ignore the blood curdling scream that pierced his and everyone else’s ears.
“Kenji! What happened?!” Kunikida asked, trying to pry answers out of the young boy.
“I don’t know! He just collapsed and was shaking all over with blood red eyes and even blood coming out of them!” Kenji frantically explained while using his ability to pick up Atsushi’s limp body.
“I’ll get him to Yosano’s office!”
With that, Kenji ran out with Atsushi in his arms. There were clear traces of blood still on the floor. Kunikida told Dazai he should clean it up since Atsushi had been his servant pretty much since he joined the agency.
Chapter 2: The second wave of Elf
Summary:
Akutagawa and Chuuya are out on a mission when they find out it had already been done for them, leaving quite the mess.
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Akutagawa and Chuuya had been sent out by Mori to investigate a rogue gang that had been messing around in Port Mafia territory. They were just outside the location when Akutagawa smelt a distinct and strong scent in the air. “Blood.” He said coldly, “Lots of it.” He turned his head towards Chuuya who nodded before silently moving forward.
Chuuya caught the odour even stronger the closer he got to the rusting metal door. He kicked it open with a great force almost knocking it right off its hinges. He immediately pinched his nose with two fingers trying to block out the stomach churning stench. The scene turned Chuuya’s stomach.
Mangled corpses. Some torn apart, others beaten beyond recognition. Bullet holes in almost all of them. Blood was splattered everywhere, painting the walls a disgusting sight. It looked like something out of a Saw movie. Random limbs and insides were scattered around the room, decorating it a bloody mess.
“Holy shit. Akutagawa, come here. Now.” Chuuya ordered with a scrunched up nose and a hand clutching his stomach. In all the years he’s been in the Mafia, this was something completely different. Akutagawa walked over also with a scrunched up nose. His eyes widened and jaw hung open but he quickly regained himself.
“What the hell happened here…?”
“No fucking clue.” Chuuya replied. He took out a polaroid of the lead gang member Mori had one of his loyal mafia dogs take. He tried to match it with any of the bodies but many were missing crucial parts and all were distorted and handled by a frighteningly strong someone or something.
“Well, at least our job was done for us.” Chuuya got up and started to walk out. Akutagawa lingered there for a little longer, inspecting the bodies closely to try and see what kind of monster had done this.
Chuuya was barely out of the door when it slammed shut behind him. He whirled around lighting fast and tried the door knob - something he definitely should have done the first time.
Locked.
“HEY AKUTAGAWA! STOP FUCKING AROUND, WE HAVE MORE TO GET DONE!” Chuuya yelled back at him, banging his fist on the door.
He pressed his ear to the door and could hear Akutagawa yelling “RASHOMON!” and other profanities. Then, silence. Chuuya just assumed Akutagawa had found a stray member and took care of them.
“I guess that’s the last of them right? I’m going back to report to the boss.” Chuuya announced, shoving his hands into his pockets and walking away. He turned around. “Whatever you're doing, make it quick alright!” He continued on walking back until he got lazy and just used his ability to half fly half jump back.
On the other side of the door, Akutagawa was held down by two brutes in maid dresses. His mouth was clamped shut with a dagger pressed against his pale throat. His adams apple bobbed up and down trying to swallow the lump of anxiety in his throat.
One of the maids pulled out a cigarette and lit it. The other scolded him by saying that smoking is not something that should be done on the job. The smoking maid sighed and put it out on the mafioso’s cheek, making him wince in pain and squirm underneath their strong grip.
“So, Isou wants us to take this guy back?” The smoker maid asked, snapping one of Akutagawa’s fingers like toothpicks. Akutagawa grunted in excruciating pain. He also noticed how both maids had the same hair colour but not the same style. Their features were similar too. They must be related somehow. Maybe siblings like him and his own sister. The smoking one had longer hair that looked like spider legs at the tips of it while the other had hair more on the short side.
“Yes. Isou and the Supervisor wants to conduct a test on these ‘special ability users’.” Who the fuck is Isou and the supervisor? Another gang? No… it must be a proper organisation for them to be responsible for this bloody mess. Akutagawa thought but he was quickly thrown out of those thoughts when a large knuckle came slamming down on his head. The force crushed his head onto the floor, making blood trail from the side of his head down to join the other pools of red already on the floor. His vision blurred and head throbbed.
“So…alive…Isou…need…experiment”
Akutagawa only caught on to that last word. Experiment? Why did they need him for that? Oh right, they said some Isou or someone wanted to do a test on ability users. That’s him. He’s an ability user. Shit.
He struggled to keep his eyes open while his thoughts scattered across his mind, crashing together like a train wreck. The feeling of him being flung up on someone’s shoulder pulled him right out of his thoughts. Struggling under the tight grip, he made his newly forming headache worsen and his vision began to blur. Thrashing about made his head throb even harder so there was nothing he could do other than go limp and let them take him while he is overcome with the need to slip into unconsciousness.
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Chuuya was impatiently tapping his foot against the smooth cold floor outside the bosses office. He kept checking his watch to see how long it had been since he left Akutagawa on his own at the horrific scene.
45 minutes.
Worry overcoming him, he reached into the deepest pocket of his coat and pulled out his work phone. He flipped it open and tapped in the numbers for Akutagawa’s phone. Pressing enter, he waited as it rang, each passing second he still continued to glance at his watch. When it hit the 1 hour mark, Chuuya was going to take actions into his own hands and try to figure just what the hell is going on with him.
It rang for a little longer before going to voicemail. Shit. He tried again, this time furiously stabbing the numbers on his phone with the pads of his gloved fingertips. Putting the phone back up to his ear, it rang for a shorter amount of time before it was picked up. The voice that spoke didn’t sound anything remotely similar to Akutagawa.
“Hello, Chuuya!!” The voice was a lot higher than Akutagawa’s. It sounded more giddy and squeaky too. But Chuuya knew that this stranger fucker was more than just a stupid voice that was definitely smiling at the moment. They managed to capture the Port Mafia’s most terrifying dog for fucks sake. Chuuya thought about what to say.
“Where. is. he.”
The voice on the other line giggled.
“You mean your little Mafia dog~?”
Chuuya felt the rage bubble up inside him. Was this cheeky fuck teasing him? Teasing a bloody Port Mafia executive?! The only person who has the balls to tease him is that stupid and, quite frankly, ANNOYING suicidal bastard who does nothing but talk of his own demise.
“Cut the crap. You know exactly who I mean. What have you done with him.” The voice was still snickering at him. He could hear some background noise of different voices. He didn’t recognise any until he heard a loud
“GET OFF ME”.
That was him. That was Akutagawa.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH HIM?!”
Chuuya yelled down the phone. From where the guards of the office were standing, it looked like he was about to shove it down his throat.
“Oh nothing~ Just conducting a little…test”
The voice sing-songed which made Chuuya now shake in seething fury.
“If I find out you have so much as touched a hair on his head I will destroy everything you hold dear. Do you understand?”
The opposite line was silent for a bit. Apart from the occasional murmur and mumble. After that moment passed, the voice spoke again.
“Ooh scary! Port Mafia really know how to threaten someone!”
Chuuya scrunched his face in rage while the other line continued to giggle.
“I SWEAR I WILL MAKE SURE YOU NEVER SEE THE LI…”
He was cut off by the abrupt end of the call.
“HEY! HELLO?” Chuuya shouted down the phone but to no avail. The call had been ended by the other line. That voice. He needed to tell Mori.
Deep in his own thoughts, he didn’t notice the slender figure of Kouyou peek through the office door. She opened it slowly as to not startle him but it grabbed his attention.
“The boss is ready to see you now.” She stated, twirling her parasol between her fingers.
“Thanks Ane-san.” He walked in where she had come out of. Mori’s office.
Notes:
AAAA DONE
idk when i wanna finish this… hopefully before summer holidays, that’s the goal 🙏🙏
i also dk if i’m gonna create some kind of schedule for updating this🙈
Chapter 3: A Cowgirl And The Abduction Of A Tiger
Summary:
The zodiac police have scheduled an important meeting with the agency to discuss a certain group.
Notes:
GRAHH SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER I FORGOT TO SAY THIS WAS ON HIATUS 😭😭🙏
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“So this is it?” The young woman looked up from the small piece of paper in her hand. It had an address scribbled messily in black pen on the front and a silly cat face with large eyes and slit pupils drawn on the back. It also wore a turban on its head.
She lifted her hand to block out the sun beaming brightly down on the secluded city so she could see the building more clearly. Members of said city stared at her weird presence. They eyed the woman with curiosity and some with…different kinds of feelings. (ifykyk) She crumpled the paper and threw it into the nearby bin. “Well then, let’s go!” She spoke to someone before walking towards the building. Passersby wondered why she was talking to an empty space next to her.
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Atsushi woke up in a hospital bed. He was familiar with this place. It was Yosano’s office. He sat up but soon realised how bad of an idea that was as the pain that had occurred in his head yesterday had resurfaced again. Only slightly, but still enough for him to hold his head in his hands and whimper in pain.
“I wouldn’t move around too much, kid. Your body’s not yet ready for those sudden movements.” Atsushi lifted his head up to sight Yosano, sitting in her office chair writing up some documents. Probably about my condition - he thought.
After about 6 minutes of slight fidgeting, he finally got into a comfortable sitting position on the bed. He wiped the remains of tears from his eyes. I must have been crying in my sleep.
Suddenly, both Atsushi and Yosano heard the agency door open and a feminine voice call out: “Hello? Is this the Detective Agency??” They both heard the squeal from Dazai and immediately, they both knew exactly what he was about to ask the poor unsuspecting woman.
Minutes before
In the main office of the Agency, Kunikida was grabbing Dazai by the throat and trying to strangle him into doing his work. Naomi and Tanizaki were doing their daily sibling…things. Ranpo was messing up the office with all his sweet wrappers while he giggled and kicked his feet on call with his so-called rival (boyfriend). Kenji and Kyouka were both on the roof with Fukuzawa supervising them while they planted some new flowers.
A knock. It was at the main office’s door. Kunikida stopped strangling the already suicidal man and dropped him on the floor. The door creaked open to reveal a young woman dressed in, well, hardly anything. “Hello? Is this the Detective Agency??” The sound of a different female voice than the ones normally in the Agency had Dazai scampering up to his feet. His eyes widened at the sight of her beauty.
The woman wore a black cowboy hat with a maroon ribbon wrapped around it and a mini metal replica of the zodiac symbol of taurus on the front of it. She had azure eyes and faint freckles on her fair skin. Her quite large chest was covered with a cow print bikini like top and she sported black shorts that fit comfortably around her bottom half. Her hair was white and fluffy with two spikes that looked like cow ears. There were traces of pink streaks in there too.
Dazai skidded over to the woman and took her by the hands while on one knee. He started, “Oh my gorgeous lady, your beauty has captivated me! Would you be interested in joining me in a double suicide?” The woman was taken aback, clear confusion spreading across her face. “H-huh?! What are you on about?! No!!” She wriggled her hands from his grip and walked over to where Kunikida was standing, who was trying to avert his gaze to anywhere but the woman’s…assets.
“Do you know where I can find the boss? I think his name is…” The woman pulled out a slightly crumpled small slip of paper. “Fukuzawa?”
Kunikida coughed and re-composed himself. He pushed his glasses further up his nose. “Yes, ma’am. The President is currently in his office. Though, he is quite busy. Have you scheduled a meeting with him?” The young woman rummages in her pockets again. “Ah, yes! My boss has sent me as a representative of the Zodiac Police.” She explained, finally having found her badge and held it up to show. Quickly, she put it back.
Suddenly, the President’s office door creaked open and out emerged the old figure of Fukuzawa. He, Kenji and Kyouka must have already finished planting their new flowers. “Welcome, Ms. Taura Twister.” Fukuzawa greeted her.
“Ah, thank you! I’ve been told that you have been informed what the meeting is about?” Fukuzawa and the rest of the listening agency - minus the suicidal maniac still sulking on the floor - all shared a puzzled look on their face. Taura’s face brightened up a little with a red tint on her cheeks in embarrassment. “I’m gonna take that as a no… Sorry about that.” She walked up to Fukuzawa and looked him in the eyes. “One of your members, the white haired boy, has been infected by Elf.”
Fukuzawa’s eyes narrowed at the new information Taura had given him and the other members still looked confused. Dazai was intrigued. The President gestured toward the meeting room. “I think it’s best if we discuss this as a group.” The elder suggested as he started to walk towards the room. He stopped and turned around.
“Kyouka, have you any idea where Kenji has gone off to?” The dark haired girl lifted herself from where she sat and shuffled herself towards the board room. She stood at the doorway and looked straight at Fukuzawa. “Kenji has gone to collect more seeds for his sunflower pots, sir.” Fukuzawa nodded his head in acknowledgment and waited until all the rest of the members were inside the room until asking for Yosano to come down if everything was okay with Atsushi.
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Taura stood at the front of the room in front of the projector screen. Her eyes kept flicking back to Kunikida. Or rather, what she was seeing on him. Clearing her throat to catch everyone’s attention, she finally started with what business she came to the agency for. “Right, so…um…” The policewoman wanted to start, but something was really putting her off. Something or someone.
“So…right…um to start off…” Taura sighed and turned to Fukuzawa with an embarrassed look on her face. “I-i’m so sorry, could we- er I mean I step out for just a second?” Fukuzawa nodded, the rest of the agency either had second hand embarrassment or just looked very confused. Taura thanked him before opening the meeting room door, walking outside, and shutting it behind her.
“What was that all about?” Tanizaki asked all while trying to shy away from his approaching sister. “Something was troubling her so I shall give her some time to compose herself.” Fukuzawa replied.
Outside the door, Taura was fuming. She was angrily whispering at the one who was causing all the distractions. Hell, the purple ghost boy that follows her around…everywhere. “What do you think you’re doing?! I’m in a very important meeting. Stop trying to distract me by harassing the detective agency’s members!” She whispered harshly to his face.
The ghost boy, Hell, just rolls his eyes back at her, sticking his tongue out. Suddenly, he received a quick slap to the back of the head. It was the ghost of Tauro, Taura’s older brother.
“Don’t disrespect my sister, Hell.” Tauro warned, now turning to face said sister. “Don’t worry, I’ll keep him in here and find him something to keep him occupied.”
Taura quickly thanks her brother before walking back into the meeting room. She feels a lot more confident now without a stupid, annoying ghost trying to throw her off all the time. “Thank you for waiting for me, I’ll start right away!” Using a remote, she clicks the smart board on. Now, the board shows a picture of 10 different people, the quality looking like it’s from security cameras.
“This is Shiki. They are an organisation who is constantly on the move. These are the only members that we know of so far.” Another click, and now on the screen are two of the members on wanted posters. One with long purple hair and braces, the other with blonde hair and a large headscarf. Kyouka’s eyes immediately widened. She knew them, they were the ones she and Atsushi bumped into on the street.
“They…”
Kyouka starts, everyone in the room turns to look at her. “They were the ones that me and Atsushi spoke to on the street. Atsushi accidentally bumped into the blonde one.” Taura’s face falls, like she knew what happened after.
“Did either of them get hurt by any chance?”
Every member of the agency turned back to Kyouka after Taura asked her question. “Yes, both he and Atsushi gained small cuts.” Taura nods at her answer.
“Atsushi is the white haired boy, right?” Kyouka nods. “Well, I know exactly what happened then and why he is in the state he currently is in.”
The detectives looked curious, expecting her to go on. Meanwhile Ranpo sucked on a lolly, wishing he could just go and see Poe instead but he knew how important this meeting is sk he stayed put. “You mentioned before he was infected by ‘Elf’, correct?” Dazai inquired, shooting a look at Taura as she nodded.
“Elf is a personified disease. His cells are contracted through the blood. The zodiac police suspect that all members of Shiki have his cells in their’s, passing said cells into another person's blood when combined.” Dazai raises his brows, seemingly impressed with the way it works. The other Agency members sat still, not knowing what could happen to Atsushi now that he was infected. Kunikida was especially worried, having had first hand experience of what happened to him only yesterday.
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It was roughly half an hour into the meeting when a very loud and very sudden “WHO ARE YOU?! GET OFF ME- OW!” came from upstairs.
Everyone stopped what they were doing. “Shit, It’s coming from my office, Atsushi!” Yosano exclaimed, immediately standing up and bolting out of the meeting door, leaving everyone to ponder what was happening.
She hurried up to the infirmary, almost tripping up the stairs because of her heels. As soon as she gets the door, she pushes it open with such great force it almost tears the poor door right off its hinges. The sight in front of her is not at all what she was expecting. A sort of… shark man? Was carrying a knocked out Atsushi through a purple portal.
It looked like he heard her come in, so he quickly escaped through the portal. Yosano ran at it but it was too late. The portal had closed already.
She slammed her fist against the wall and cursed out that fucking shark man and also that bastard portal he used to retreat. Eyes widening, she recognises him. It was one of the Shiki members Taura had shown the agency.
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