Sacred Love. (Wyatt X Annie FanFiction)

Prologue.

Love.
The definition can be translated in many languages and meanings.

Simply, love is an overwhemling emotions of affection, respect, and care to a certain individual. Love may varies, from love at first sight, love that bloomed from a friendship, and more or even from a relationship with someone that you've known for years.

However, some relationships are destined to be hidden away.

On a rainy day, a man can be seen walking on a empty street. He seemed doesn't mind with the rain as he kept walking in a steady pace, with a determined self.

He isn't afraid of gangs or a band of thugs, it's because not that they are afraid of the law.

Why?

B

ecause he IS the law.

His name is Wyatt. A part of a detective agency somewhere in Europe. He work alongside with his fellow companions, to take care of unsolved murders and mysteries alike.

Wyatt is a man who had many experiences in detective and field work, whether just normal crime work or work that just deemed too impossible for people to do. He finish them all without complaints, that's because a part of his job is to get the job done.

But this would not been the case if he didn't have his companions to help him. He is very thankful to have amazing friends to help him during work. He is a very capable and very motivated individual, especially in his works.

Until something unexpected happens.

"Wyatt, you're late."

As Wyatt enters the detective agency department, he was greeted by a man waiting at the front reception table. He wore a dark colored trench coat, and has the look of a man that at least had killed a few people in his life.

"My apologies Jack, you know that i'm still picking up tracks on our most cold case right?" Wyatt apologies as he states the reason.

"I see. What was that case called again?"

"The Crimson-Eyed Killer"

"Ah, that one. Isn't that happened over 5 years ago? Why is the case still open even though the tracks have gone cold?" Jack asked, even though it's a weird question, he is right. Why is the case still open even though the tracks and the whereabouts of the killer has gone cold? I guess some people took this matter to a personal level.

As they both walk on the second level of the department agency, they we're greeted by a young man, look to be in his early twenties, with a dark colored trench coat with blue stripes on them.

"You guys are late you know! Do you know how many times i told you not to come late?!"

The angry man, Lance, yelled at Jack and Wyatt.

"I know that, but could you please not to shout so loudly during the morning?" Jack replied and show a very older brother like act, which Lance can already see and stare at him with a dead pan face.

"You think you can fool me with that good looks of yours Mr. Fantastic face? C'mon! I have new info about our next case!" Lance decided to take the topic back at hand and lead the way to the meeting room.

Wyatt and Jack followed as they look around, the other meeting rooms are still empty, it seemed for them, early mornings on the job are good for the brains, but for some its a problem if their sleepy time gets taken away.

Once they entered the reserved meeting room, a young man is seated on one of the chairs.

"You're late." The man said.

"Blame on Wyatt, not me Ash." Jack said, leaving Wyatt on the blame boat.

Ash just sighs, "Wyatt, this is the fourth time. Do you even have the money to buy a clock? Or are you secretly in debt and out of money."

"Could you at least sugarcoat your words please? It hurts my heart." Wyatt replied, start to feel more and more exhausted as his companions keep judging him like this.

"Alright. Lets begin the meeting."

Once the mood of the room become serious, everyone start to takes a seat. The room lights turned off and Lance turn on a projector. Once it light up, the projector shows a very disturbing and horrifying image of a man murdered and his face covered in blood. Empty eye-sockets. Bloody face with cuts. It can only be one thing.

"It's him isn't it?" Wyatt asked calmly with a determined look. Lance nod and project more and more pictures with the same cause of deaths.

"Correct." Lance replied.

"When was the last murder he committed?"

"Around 5 years ago."

Wyatt can only realize that this once called myth of a murderer, had become active again, he'll do whatever it takes to bring this person down.

Lance showed another scene, where a murdered couple are visible.

The scene is trully gruesome.

The male has his limbs removed, forcefully and his face are covered with blood. His eyes sockets are empty. And the cause of death looks to be heavy loss of blood. While the female, though has a very similar facial damages, her body was torn apart and it seemed a few of her organs are missing.

"What kind of sick person would done this." Jack said, disgusted that these kind of people existed. Wyatt had to agree, even though he felt disgusted by the sight of the scene, he isn't terrified of it. Probably after all the crime scenes he's been in, he has gotten used to it.

"We don't know. But, our sources have told me that the murdera start to occur again 2 weeks ago. Fortunately, the government officials start to handle this matter seriously than ever before, but at the current moment we don't have a single clue to who this person is and his whereabouts. So we need to investigate the recent murder that happened around 2 days ago."

Lance turned off the projector and lights blurred to life, and he showed few photographs of the murdered couple from earlier.

"This murdered couple would be our first clue to find who the murderer really is."

Jack was clueless as to who are these people are. "What are the names of these people?"

When Lance said the name of the married couple, Wyatt suddenly stand up from his chair.

"Are you serious about this?" Wyatt asked, his voice trembled slightly. "Yes Wyatt. I'm not lying. We could start and go visit the place whenever you're ready."

Lance said as he start to sat down on the chair, taking a sip of coffee.

Wyatt after thinking so much, he sat down on his chair, and his mind starts to go haywire from the insane information he received from Lance. He would never imagine that the parents of someone he knows got murdered. It's been years, like the last time he talk to her was when they go to college together, and ever since he seperate with her.

After the years they last met, he decided to revisit his memories.

"We're all here with you, Wyatt." Jack said, reassuring Wyatt decision that 'it's all okay, friend' and he looked at Wyatt with a smile.

Wyatt could only smiled slightly, "Thanks guys. Tomorrow, we'll start our journey and prep yourselves, this is going to be a very long job for us."

This journey is going to be a long one.

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