Case File: Pandora & The Universe

Two Sides

Conan was entertaining the idea that maybe he left his physical body back in his own universe when the jewel brought him here. When he took a bath earlier this morning, he saw scars that shouldn't be there.

They weren't natural or accidents either.

He could recognize surgical cuts anywhere and he had a lot of it. It wasn't just patch ups from bullet grazes or getting him stitched up after accidents, it was literal 'possible experimental parts' of his body that had it. They were less in number, but long in length. No one would notice it unless they're looking for it. He almost didn't.

He wished he didn't.

He couldn't bare to look at his own body anymore lest he wanted to puke. He couldn't imagine how anyone could do this to a child. Which came the next question, how did Edogawa Conan exist as a different entity in another universe when it was considered deviant?

When he thought about it, he guessed those sickos in the organization wouldn't have been too far off from deviating from reality just to get what they want. Which led to another question, what was their purpose?

Conan's head aches. He focuses on something else instead.

He was just so glad he got discharged two days after he woke up. At first the adults weren't sure if they should put him through child services, but considering the fact that they may be related might have stopped them from sending him off to an orphanage.

Conan was glad, he didn't know if he'd stay sane with a bunch of kids his physical age. He maybe sort of heard that their theory on him was that someone got ahold of the Kudo DNA that made him how he was, and that child soldier wasn't too far from the possibility of why he was born in the first place. Whether or not they knew he was pretending to sleep and lets him listen, he wasn't sure.

He had a feeling they did, and was waiting on how he'll react to the theory. Though as far as Conan knew, it wasn't really far from the truth.

He had the DNA of a Kudo because he is a Kudo, and he can be considered a child soldier on the gray line because he was neither within or outside the law if his association with international thieves or people like her were to be taken into account.

Not to mention his gadgets, which he'd guess was currently with Agasa-hakase, only screamed self defense or attack.

His glasses were no where to be found because it flew away from the force of a bullet grazing it while he was on the run, which ruled out being accused of a tracker.

He remembered leaving his bow tie at the agency because he didn't need it in... the event that shall not be named. Kami only knows what they'd come up with if they saw the bow tie.

So they decided that he was staying with Shinichi in the Kudo mansion, and he was glad that they decided to do that because boy did he miss having his own room.

He did not, however, appreciate the fact that one look at the house sent him to having a minor panic attack. He also did not appreciate the fact that he was left in the mansion with a stuffed toy during school days as he did not have the proper files to go to school yet.

Shinichi would argue that if he just went to Agasa-hakase's house then he wouldn't be left alone in the house and "No Conan, I can't bring you to my school, stop whining." to which Conan denied that he was whining.

Still, he wasn't sure it was a good idea to stay in this universe for too long. The sapphire gem was thankfully still with him, though he was pretty sure they should have recognized the gem from somewhere.

Taking the gem out of his pocket, he examined it as he sat down on on one of the couches in the living room. It was a simple gem cut, flat on the front and back, then tiny triangular cuts at the sides that make up the gem's oval shape.

He remembered seeing red within the gem when he placed it under the moonlight three weeks ago, just like what KID always does when he looked at the jewelry he stole...

"I found it, Tantei-kun..."

Conan's eyes began to mist and he suddenly wished he didn't look at the gem. His eyes widened and he abruptly sat up, giving him slight vertigo at the sudden movement but he couldn't care less as he went to the computer Shinichi oh so kindly let him know the password of just to stave off his growing boredom.

Conan booted up the computer and impatiently waited for the screen to pop up. He searched for the one thing that used to be his safe haven.

K-a-i-t-o_K-I-D_H-e-i-s-t

There were a lot of articles popping up, but none were as recent. Conan knew KID was about his original age, but he wasn't really sure when his version of the thief took up the monocle and played catch-me-Nakamori.

The first time Kudo Shinichi officially met Kaitou KID was at the Clock Tower, but even then it didn't mean that he faced off the same person...maybe the reporters would have better luck...?

There! But the pictures didn't help much in Conan's case. Not even a close up on the thief's face. Groaning in despair, he rolled his chair away from the computer screen by kicking his feet at the table. He miscalculated how much force he put on pushing himself as his back bumped on something, leaving him scrambling to get the items to avoid breaking anything.

When he put them all back to where they were supposed to be, he noticed a small picture among five others around it.

But what he found special about this one was the fact that he's possibly seeing an edited version of a Kudo family portrait. He grabbed the frame, and continued to stare at it as he flopped himself back at the black office chair.

In the picture was his... Shinichi's? younger self wearing a Sherlock Holmes costume with his parents behind him wearing their normal formal wear as he showed off his magnifying glass.

But that wasn't the intriguing part of the picture.

It was the other side, which consisted of a sort of doppelganger of his family, only the man and the boy's hair were a lot messier while the woman had her hair cut short. They also had magician hats and a lot of tricks on their side of the picture.

Conan didn't even realized that he was crying until his tears dropped on the glass of the picture frame, but he couldn't care less as he sobbed out a surprised laugh. Kaitou KID was closer than he thought, and he might just be able to save the thief this time.

No one had to die again on his watch, even if one of them was a Phantom Thief.