Chapter.7

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Now I have to make myself an identity AND find an apartment… This sucks…

Hurtling the bike around corner after corner, I slowly made myself to an abandoned part of Beika. With nothing but woods and old road signs, it was the perfect place to lose the Kudou's and Kuroba's. Slowing down to let the bike roll to a stop, I pulled over on an empty patch of an old trail and hid the bike in old bushes.

Mine as well get them lost. Who knows if they are still following me?

Walking out towards an hidden road, Irene walked down the path. After some time, Irene saw a figure past some tall bushes. Picking up her pace as much as she could with her injured leg, Irene came into view of a old western - styled mansion. Looking around, it looked to be abandoned. Making her way to the front door by walking through overgrown bushes, Irene stopped in front of the main doors.

In front of her was nothing but a note and a key.

What the hell?

Bending down to pick up the note, Irene looked over the envelope. On it was a simple stamp with an A. Shrugging her shoulders and popping open the note, Irene was left in a bit of shock.

I know that you are not as you seem. How would such a girl as yourself be so… wise to men and their train of thought? Since that is a secret that is already spilled, I'll save you another trouble. It's already cleaned for you, too. Just no room service. Oh, and do me a favor.

Keep searching, bitch.

-A

What is going on? Search for what?

Shaking her head and looking around her for precaution, Irene placed the letter in her pocket and grabbed the key, making her way to the door and unlocking it. Looking into the mansion, the foyer was elegantly styled, what with a giant crystal chandelier and some fashion brand carpet. Double spiral stairs sat in front, with quite the glorious railing.

This ain't no abandoned building! This is a fucking senator's house!

Making her way throughout the mansion, Irene was able to figure that there was 8 bedrooms, 2 master bedrooms, a library, an office, and 4 baths.

In other words, it was huge.

Wandering to a master that was farthest from the front door and plopped herself on the pre-made bed. The room in itself was plain and seemingly grey theme. Looking over her note again, Irene began contemplating who left it.

Who would have left a note for me here? How'd they know I'd even come here? And what am I looking for? And for what reason? Why-

A light caught her eye, causing Irene to lose her track of thought. Getting off the bed, Irene wandered over to the light and caught sight of another key and note on a dresser.

Sighing in exasperation, Irene picked up the key and tore open the note.

So I see that you are making yourself comfy. Look in the closet. If you don't understand, read your fate again.

It's a cruel, twisted world.

-A

Looking the note to make sure she read the right thing, Irene put the note back down on the dresser and made her way to a walk-in closet. Opening the door, Irene came to face a shock.

Inside was a black suit and red button up, including a black cape and a black top-hat with a red ribbon. Looking closer, there was a simple note a top it which said Moonlight Baron. The suit seemingly glistened when she held it, which brought a gasp out of her.

What does Moonlight Baron mean? Moon Lord?

Trying to understand the note better, Irene picked up the suit and look over, trying to find anymore notes. But alas, there was none on the suit. Putting the suit back on a rack, Irene went back to the master bedroom and collapsed on the bed, thinking over what has happened so far.

So my family still has no clue as to what has truly happened to me. They think I have passed on. The Kuroba's are a little wacky, but I think I will be safe from here on out only because they weren't following me. At least to my knowledge, since they weren't in my view when I was on the bike and they would have had to floor it to catch up to me. Least of all somehow track me down. And who is A? Are they part of the Black Org? Maybe that is that Chardonnay person's real names initial. Why were they even attacking me? The Black Organization has been quite for a while now, so why did they even start this now? I don't understand this at all...

Dropping her head onto a pillow, Irene let her thoughts drop, only for another to pop up.

You aren't Irene…. You're Shinichi… A boy…

A/N:

Hello, my darlings~!

I know, I'm horrible and a beast~! I know I haven't updated this in like, months, but I've been having a really hard time IRL. And to be honest, it kind of sucks. I'm moving and have been subjected to some… troubling times.

Any who!

I hope you all enjoyed this, and I should hopefully be updating tomorrow too~!

Please Review, dudes~!

And see you next illusion~!