The deadly Princess

The Princess' case

"There's another death, we need to cover this up! We can't let the citizens think the FBI doesn't know how to handle a single girl!"

Right now, the FBI headquaters were a mess. A minister was just found dead in his house, he had a lot of wounds on his chest made by an old katana, he was almost naked, his hands nails were ripped off, he had tape on his mouth and he had no hair left. Visibly, he drank a lot of alcohol before his death and he wasn't alone. What caused the death and how he died was easy to tell. However, no hair, no fingerprints and no single hint about the killer's identity could be found.

Still, they all knew who it was. The way the corpse was put, the number of hits he had to go through as well as the fact that no clues were left, nothing that could lead to a possible suspect, all of it screamed one and only name, the Princess. A really mysterious and capable assassin with brown hair and brown eyes, according to witnesses, who appeared almost 6 years ago and already killed over 1000 men. Ironically, in this case, the absence of hints regarding the killer's identity was a clue in itself.

Everyone in the department who was here for more than a few months were aware of this fact as well as the fact that they couldn't do anything against her. Even so, they couldn't let the world think they weren't capable to handle a single girl so they covered it up.

Officially, the minister died from an overdose.

It was an habit for most of them. Sometimes, the underground world would welcome a really talented assassin and they couldn't do anything about them, all they could, all they needed to do, was keep their famous name clean, as the FBI.

Everyone was aware of it, really. Everyone except the redhead newbie. He couldn't believe it. He signed up here to catch criminals, not to cover their crimes. That's why he went to ask his superior, Karasuma Tadaomi.

"In short, you are telling me if I give you permission to take the case over, you'd be able to catch the one and only Princess?" said a man with dark spiky hair and piercing eyes that can make shivers run down your spine with just one glare. "You, who just arrived here and never actually witnessed the horror of a crime scene, can solve a case where the most experienced teams of the FBI could not even find a clue?"

True be told, that sentence made Akabane Karma cringe. But he really wanted to have the case, if he doesn't take it, nobody would and a lot of murders would stay unsolved -and in Karma's opinion, this criminal already stayed free for way too long-. So, instead of showing he couldn't deny what Karasuma just said, he showed him his usual smirk, the one that could make run away the biggest delinquent in town way back in his high school days.

"Well, you saw my academic scores, didn't you?" he sounded arrogant and sure of himself but inside, he just hope his act could lead him to the case.

"And you think that pretty smart brain of yours can get you whatever you wish for?"

"Yes."

That answer came out instantly, without hesitation and with the most firm tone Karasuma has ever heard.

One thing was sure, Karma really thought it. That made him laugh, so hard Karma thought the old man was having an attack.

"I don't hate people like you", Karasuma said between laughs "but you know nobody will help you, right?"

"I am well aware of it."

"And you do know you might end up being killed if anyone from the underground know you're after their Princess, correct?"

"Yes, sir." answered Karma with a big smile.

This kid is crazy. Oh well, he will need that if he really wants to do this job.