DC: Factuality
Mar. 5th, 2006 09:09 pmI should probably apologize for this.
But I WON’T. >3
First time writing in Dectective Conan universe. All you DC gurus, please point out anything extremely wrong with this if you would. Drabblish length. (Too many words for a “true” drabble but rather short)
Title: Factuality
Pairing: Light RanxShinichi/Conan
Summary: Dying Conan meets an interesting individual….
There is
It had happened so fast Conan didn’t know what to think. Another murder, another crime, another clever scheme foiled thanks to his intervention. But this time the murder hadn’t been willing to surrender to police…
“CONAN!”
Why was Ran so upset? And why was the world graying out? Conan closed his eyes, suddenly tired. Why did he have to get up? Why couldn’t he just sleep?
only one
“Foolish child. Thinking you know everything. I know your kind; it was not so long ago in your world’s years that another like you appeared before me seeking to defy death. So, what will you give me to return to your home?”
The voice was foreign; one that Conan didn’t recognize. He forced his eyes open to stare at the speaker but was only could make out the person’s outline. “Where am I? Who are you?”
A flash of white teeth answer him. “I am the – ”
Truth.
Linn is the LAME. For those who don’t get the reference, think FMA manga. : )
But I WON’T. >3
First time writing in Dectective Conan universe. All you DC gurus, please point out anything extremely wrong with this if you would. Drabblish length. (Too many words for a “true” drabble but rather short)
Title: Factuality
Pairing: Light RanxShinichi/Conan
Summary: Dying Conan meets an interesting individual….
There is
It had happened so fast Conan didn’t know what to think. Another murder, another crime, another clever scheme foiled thanks to his intervention. But this time the murder hadn’t been willing to surrender to police…
“CONAN!”
Why was Ran so upset? And why was the world graying out? Conan closed his eyes, suddenly tired. Why did he have to get up? Why couldn’t he just sleep?
only one
“Foolish child. Thinking you know everything. I know your kind; it was not so long ago in your world’s years that another like you appeared before me seeking to defy death. So, what will you give me to return to your home?”
The voice was foreign; one that Conan didn’t recognize. He forced his eyes open to stare at the speaker but was only could make out the person’s outline. “Where am I? Who are you?”
A flash of white teeth answer him. “I am the – ”
Truth.
Linn is the LAME. For those who don’t get the reference, think FMA manga. : )
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Date: 2006-03-06 06:25 am (UTC)I loved how you timed Conan's tagline here; it's spaced just right to signal world/reality changes, as well as revealing the identity of a certain silhouette. Very nicely done.
I'm also going to assume that this is intended to be an open-ended one-shot and therefore will not claw at your throat for more, tempting though it may be.
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Date: 2006-03-06 01:54 pm (UTC)...hey, I DID manage to do that, did I? XD *was looking more for equalness of spacing* This fic = written < 15 mins.
Yeah, because the only bunny ATM is for Conan to give up his memories fo being Shinichi which would cause all types of messes. Though if anyone else wanted it they can have it....
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Date: 2006-03-07 06:55 pm (UTC)That was neat. There's still the question of how he got to the Truth in the first place (as it's a near-death encounter not alchemy, I believe?), but not something that needs to be answered in a short one-shot. Definitely opens up a lot of possibilities for continuation, but also fits well with just a feeling of dread at the end. Nice job!
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Date: 2006-03-08 05:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-08 10:46 pm (UTC)THERE. ARE. NO. WORDS.
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Date: 2006-03-09 01:53 am (UTC)*clings back* Thanks Jeva!
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