Kieran's eyes snapped open. It was still dark and he rolled on his side and faced his widow were barely hidden stars still shone. His thoughts fizzled with memories of the clues and what had happened days before.

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The cause.

"The cause of death seems to be a rupture in a brain vessel from a chemical constriction." Doctor Denise Kim declared to the room's surprise. What held Kieran attention was the words seems to be, was the Doctor unsure?"In essence, Mister Black died from an aneurysm."

Sandra Thunder let out a sigh,"Yay, I'm innocent." She cheered looking relieved.

The Doctor turned her attention to her,"Miss Thunder?"

"Yes, Ma'am?"

"I would like to see your notes on cynide." More of a command than a request.

Kieran narrowed his eyes. He had taken cynide. How could it possibly killed Black? A man who worked on it himself?

"Of course."Sandra replied disheartened, seemed like everyone would suspect her."But cynide doesn't affect the brain."

....

What the heck? Doesn't affect the brain? I took that shit and it has affects!, what does it affect?! Kieran heart stopped as his eyes widen and he vowed to go to an actual Doctor after this.

"That would mean Mr Black had a stroke, that's what a brain aneurysm is." Kennedy explained in a cool way as he laid on his chair."Are you saying Mr Black died from a stroke, doc?"

Kim gave a annoyed look like, Don't ask stupid questions, I am beyond them."I wish to see Miss clay when she's in."

Oh, right. Sylvia paint could have harmful chemicals in it. Weather it had chemicals that could cause aneurysms was another question.

Sarah, the cultist child, spoke up,"There are several types of aneurysms. I wonder which type kill Black."

Kennedy frowned, it was a hideous look on his otherwise Kardashian styled face."But can poison cause an aneurysm?"He asked seriously with a severe look.(elsewhere in the world, fangirls swooned.)

"Chemicals which harden cardio-vascular cells, or constrict them, can affect any part of your body, resulting in severe damage." She gave a Kennedy a happy now? look and turned back to the notes she was looking through.

"I see." Kennedy replied mysteriously and leaned back in his cool position.(The description of his cool poise was too cool to be written.)

"So antidepressants?"Belinda asked the room,"Antidepressants are linked to brain bleeds, right?" She was obviously more than a pretty face.

"Antidepressants can be lethal in large doses."Kim answered thoughtfully than added,"Don't ask silly questions."(Why the Doctor doesn't have any patients besides the dead.)

Everyone nearly facepalm or fell of their seats.

"I thought you don't answer questions."Sarah said, her face hidden in the shadows.

"I don't answer, I guide."

"Us to our deaths."Sandra muttered softly under her breath.

×××
The Bet

It was determined poison that killed Black wasn't ingested and was probably artificially administered, which relieved Kieran abit.

Then came the bet.

"Are you good at gambling, Miss Rose?"

Nikita Rose looked up suspiciously at the Doctor,"Yes, I always have been."No doubt she had luck on her side.

Kim let out a almost scary smile that probably gave kids nightmares,"Want to make a small bet?"

"Depends on the bet." Nikita answered warily.

"A coin flip." Kim took out a coin and set it on the table.

"What happens if I win?"

"I'll tell you who the murderer is."Kim replied as if it was nothing. The room immediately became intense.

Kieran Ray stared, she knows? Yet choses not to end this?

"But if I win..."Kim smirked and Kieran got chills," You have to do a very peculiar favour."

So this is what a deal with the devil is like, Kiearn thought. In the end it was Nikita who won and the Doctor walked up to her and whispered softly and too low to hear.

"I suppose you know what must be done?" Kim said while Nikita still had a look of someone very surprised and startled.

"Yes, I suppose i do."

××××

The murderer is with us now.

It was another day at the estate. Most people were chatting of random things to detract themselves from the loss of Black and grimness of the estate.

Then...

"Miss Rose, is the murderer among us?"

Kieran stopped and looked around the room, his attention drawn to the two woman.

"I believe the murderer is in the building."

Laila Croon , Denise Kim, Belinda Fray, France Curtis, Edith Keep(formally Greene)Sandra Thunder(Cat!), Kenndey and himself were in the room at that moment.

One was the killer possibly and Kieran felt like his was in the movie Scream.

"Within this room more likely."Kennedy eyed the Doctor to which she just stared back unfazed.

"Where exactly, is unknown." Nikita said mysterious.

×××
The visions.

After some begging Nikita for a clue to know killed Black she told them of her vision."I look around this room, I see a particular image over and over, though why, I can't quite say. It is of two hands, one with fabric covering them. There are other hands nearby, but they do not wear the fabric."

"Gloves!"Cried out the smug Belinda Fray.

After that came a long discussion Kieran asked what color the fabric was and Nikita said she could not say. Then he asked what color the gloves were that Sandra gave Kennedy which cost him his fingerprints cause they were covered with cynide, I freaking drunk that, he couldn't help but think as Kenndey said it was black.

Interesting...

Nikita picks up three books from a bookshelf behind her as the Kim walks in. She placed them neatly on the table as the Kim watches closely.

Edith looks up from a book and observed Nikita as well with a intrigued face.

Monika just continued eating cake batter intensely and Kieran considered cupcakes for later.

Nikita looked unsure why she was doing this but after seconds of standing up, she begins to sway. Her eyes roll back, she stumbles backwards onto the bookshelf before she fell to the ground.

Edith poured herself some tea and Monika gave a wtf look.

The Doctor sat calmly,"I love how we all rush in to help."She said dryly and Kieran couldn't help but think,YOU'RE THE DOCTOR HERE.

He rushed to her side after a cry of,"Nikita, are you okay?" She was clearly not.

Her face stoney and her breath harsh she began to talk." Colors...faded colors?And bows. There's loads of colors, and the sound of something like- tinfoil? They are boxes. They're all boxes."

Kieran listened closely but it sounded like a insane person talking. Till he remembered why they were there.

Presents.

By that time Sandra and Edith were at Nikita side and Kieran back away to get her some water.

"Yes, I think she is recalling the birthday party for Mister Black." Looking utterly unfazed Kim answered everyone's confused looks.

Nikita continued mumbling to herself, now sitting on the floor, still against bookcase. Edith and Sandra gave each other worried looks, concerned for their friend.

Monika was still standing in disbelief but she seem to snap out of it and rush to Nikita.

"Was that a vision?" He heard someone ask as he went to get a cup of water for Nikita.

"It may have been, but not of the future." Nikita said slowly coming back to herself.

"You said so yourself, you're good at guessing." Kim said with an expression of dull enjoyment.

"What did you see?" Sarah seriously asked. She believed strongly in the supernatural and this vision would not be taken lightly by her.

"Nothing out of the ordinary."Kim answered for Nikita. Kieran resisted saying that Sarah didn't ask her as he gave the cup of water to Nikita.

She took it and began recounting her vision,"I saw boxes. A number of boxes. They were covered in different colors, and surrounded by the sound of tinfoil." Presents in the kitchen?

"Woah huh?" Monika said in surprise.

"Presents?" Sandra inquired.

"Gifts..."Kieran mused softly.

"Maybe..."Nikita seemed unsure and took a slip of water.

"Gifts."Monika repeated, perhaps she was remembering seeing some in the kitchen when she went to get desserts and found Edward Livingstone cooking a meal for Mr Black, an act he claimed to use to make amends with Black but ended up getting burned and having suspicion threw at him for cooking for someone who already ate at their dinner party.

"These images aren't very clear."Nikita said and stood to her feet slowly. Kieran helped her to the couch.

"It was a birthday celebration. What else could it be?" Kim seemed annoyed by Nikita visions and our intelligence level.

"Drugs? He was a drug dealer apparently."Kieran said bitterly. How could Mr Black, whom taught him many things, be a drug dealer too? It wasn't the first time Mr Black dark dealings came to life in Kieran's eyes.

"You state the obvious, Doctor."Sandra replied with dry wit.

"I do not believe in psychic visions."The Doctor said calmly.

"It could be a boxes of products from the kitchen, it could be gifts, I can't say for sure."Nikita looked uncertain.

"He's a drug lord, Kieran." Sarah said in correction to which Kieran only nodded shortly at the creepy kid.

What else could possibly Mr Black be hiding from him?

××××

Kieran ran a hand over his face. Mr Black death and the cynide were playing games with his head. His thoughts were shooting stars bouncing across the abyss of his mind.

Mr Black.

A sudden feeling took him over. Its dark crewing hands slowly choking down all other feelings and shutting them out. It was hollow and numb and at the same the most painful thing he had ever felt. And that pain was all he felt as unconscious took him once more.

××××

The morning's dancing sun had risen when he next opened his tired eyes. His bed warm and soft, sometimes he liked to think the bed was alive because of all the time he spent on it. Sometimes he laughed at that thought, others he felt like insanity had come for him.

It was a comfortable bed. But it was old and dusty, even so it had become a fixture in Kieran's life. A sort of annoying companion that he could count on when Toto went exploding. He truly cared for his bed and that scared him.What kind of psycho was he turning into?

Kieran decided breakfast was in order and headed to the kitchen. Leaving his warm worn bed and getting dressed.

He walked past Grace Knight's door. He had wished she were awake. It would be a much more pleasurable breakfast if she were there. After all, it was so hard to find a good honest heart with sincerity.

The halls were full now. The rooms occupied and the estate filled with annoying chatter. But it wouldn't stay this way, most had only come for Blacks birthday. They never planned on staying long, never planned to have a funeral and be suspects in a murder case. The estate had somehow became a jail and the people within its chained inmates.

But they wouldn't stay forever.

One would be found guilty and the rest would return to their lives with a story that would surely be told generations after generations in their families. (Some even trying to get started on that generation now, cough, Erza and Edith, cough. Maybe even Kenndey and France, cough cough).

Kieran wasn't sure if he'd stay or leave. He was only here because Mr Black had invited him to stay years ago and only stayed because of Mr Black. Without him here...

Where would Kieran Ray go?

Become a traveler like Erza Keep or maybe go back home to his roots where he was born and raised. Maybe he take Princeton up on that offer to teach there.

He pondered this as he entered the estate kitchen. He could ponder no more as he realized Ms Pegasus, the cook, struggled with piles of plates that appeared too heavy for her.

Without thinking Kieran took half of them to her visible relief."Oh, Ms Murkwood. You alright there?" He set the plates down a table close by,"Good Morning. I see like me you are an early riser." He observed as his mood immediately improved by having someone to enjoy breakfast with.

The woman put her own plates down and sighed in relief."Yes, Thank you. Good Morning to you as well." She said brightly as she began placing the plates back in their proper place in the cupboards."You know how it is around with so many people now. Much work to be done before breakfast." But she didn't seem to mind, she looked to Kieran like a woman who loved to keep busy.

Still, he frowned at the thought of the poor woman doing most of the chores at the estate herself."Don't you go working too hard, Ms Murkwood." Kieran said with fake sternest,"And try to keep away from the dark places at the estate, though It seem Oliver and Matthew didn't get that warning." He tried for a joke before a serious took him over. Perhaps the staff have seen the mysterious Bay blue?

"Have you seen Mr Blue as of late?" Kieran asked trying to fake disinterest,"I can't seem to run into him." He took a seat at the breakfast table.

Pegasus smiled briefly before she shook her head."No, I haven't. He seems to be everywhere these days,"She mused before thoughtfully adding,"Especially at night." She placed another plate back into the cupboard before joining him at the breakfast table and setting down cutlery for the two of them."I recall someone telling me he told people he was in the library and others he was in his room." She walked back and came out with a plate of fresh toast and eggs and set them on the table.

Kieran was lost in his thoughts,"Everywhere, yet nowhere at all. It seem impossible to get ahold of him." He took a deep breath and turned his attention fully on the cook, she was trustworthy, he could tell."I must confess Ms Murkwood. I believe him to be our cowardly murderer." He half believed dramatic music would play as he said the words."He has told too many stories and halftime truths about his whereabouts that night."

Pegasus pursed her lips but she didn't look surprised at all,"That may be, but we need more evidence." She said with seriousness and Kieran was immediately glad he told her. She would be useful.

He took a piece of toast and Pegasus instantly handed him jam and butter to go with it. He gave her a grateful smile."I bet your pretty hungry."She said," So up so early and all." She said thoughtfully as placed a blow of berries and nuts at the table too.

"Indeed I am, thank you." He began his musings on Bay blue."All I seem to gather is that he's either missing, in his room or in the library. He is the true ghost of this estate." But, could he be the ghost Miss Benet often saw through? Kieran chuckled at the silly thought.

He dug into his eggs." If he is the killer he has left few clues behind. But I believe he is trying to fame a woman of the estate. The Doctor has found many clues to the murderer being a lady." Kieran frowned deeply. A lady could be Bay's accomplice or maybe he was just trying to throw people off. "This I found very hard to believe. I have spoken to many ladies at the estate and all seemed genuine and had no motive that I could see."

Pegasus nodded thoughtfully, "Hmm, I too. But we should keep our eyes open in case something else comes up." Wise Ms Murkwood. Never put all your eggs in one basket, you might find it had a hole in it all along.

Pegasus popped a berry in her mouth and Kieran took another bite."Mr Black has died of a brain aneurysm caused by of chemical poisoning of some sort. This the doctor tells us..can we really trust her?" It was question he plan to ask everyone he ran into, it would nice to know how much faith the residents had in the Doctor.

"Who knows? Trust is a hard thing to give these days with death hanging over us." Pegasus replied severely and Kieran nodded at her. An answer he expected.

"And there has been an antidepressant and paint stains found at the crime scene." He mused through a mouth full of toast and jam.

"Have you talked to the artist about the paint stain?" Pegasus asked and he shook his head.

"Do you know anyone with depression? Anyone who paints?" Painting one was obvious but Kieran hadn't heard of anyone with depression. Could bay take those pills to try and keep his wandering mind sane? It would be easier if he did.

"I don't know anyone per say, but they were on the list. I believe the only painter at estate at the moment is Sylvia Clay." Pegasus answered easily."But I haven't been able to talk to her yet."

Kieran popped the last piece of toast in his mouth. The answer was exactly what he expected."Interesting. The Doctor has been meaning to question her but so far she has avoided everyone."

"Also very suspicious, if I do say so myself." Pegasus moved to clear the table."So it appears we have two possible suspects on our hands."

Kieran stood to his feet, his mind buzzing with possibilities."Could she be our killer? She certainly fits, and Mr Blue her accomplice? Or maybe it's the other way around." Kieran shook his head."No, no. She is as much killer as I am."But he was certainly suspicious of her now. It appeared he had alot more to think about."I must be on my way Ms Murkwood. I thank you for breakfast and the lovely company. You are a joy Ms." Kieran said sincerely, he had enjoyed their conversation greatly and she given him even more to think about.

Pegasus smiled brightly." And, if your still hungry later I'm putting together a whole breakfast buffet for everyone." She seem to beam at the thought of more time in her amazing kitchen.

But Kieran couldn't help but beam back at her." I do wonder why my pet Toto is so afraid of you. You are a very kind and honest woman." With that thought on his mind he made his way of the kitchen but not before hearing her laugh heartily.

"As are you, as are you."

×××

The sun was shining brightly down the heavenly earth when Kieran made his way to the garden. It's ray's danced off the flowers and raindrops and he couldn't help but let out a sigh at the garden beauty in that second.

But even the gardens beauty couldn't keep away his dark thoughts. Could Bay Blue be taking antidepressants? Is that why no one saw him often? Was he a prisoner of his own mind? And how exactly was the lovely Sylvia involved? She seem to be missing as him lately and that worked out perfectly.

Sylvia didn't seem like a murderer to Kieran. Yet there was evidence that said otherwise. He spotted a rose nearby and thought that even in a house filled with hidden thorns there still seem to be roses of love.

Such as France and Kennedy or Edith and Ezra and even Edward and Sandra found love at their short dark stay at the estate.

Then he saw a spark of something shining in a bush of flowers close by and frown as he picked it up.

A bracelet.

An old and expensive one at that and seem to have been there for awhile. He glanced around before pocketing it.

He knew now.

He knew where their suspension should be aimed at and at last he felt a bit of relief as he made his way back to the house.

×××

It was after dark when Kieran was back outside in the garden. Toto was with him, her feathers flowing in the chilly air.

Kieran couldn't have been out for more then a moment before he saw a figure in the distance. It was Emma Denver.

She stumbling along completely unaware of Kieran watchful gaze. By her movements and stance. He guessed her drunk immediately.

He was about to check on her when he felt Toto moving off his shoe.

Oh, hell, no.

Toto just took a freaking crap on his shoe. Damn bird.

All thoughts of Emma disappeared as he began scolding his bird and making their way back to the house.

It would be the next morning when Doctor Denise Kim would declare Emma Denver and Bay Blue dead.
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The reader sits intensely in the courtroom. The judge is peering down at them from his seat." And thus I found the defendant guilty!" He declares and the reader bursts into tears, a cry of I'm innocent dies on their lips.

As the jailer leads them away they glance around the room and their heart freezes.

Yep, here I am. Alive and well, thank god for that prince and that horse for breaking my fall, eh? Too bad they're now but oh well you can't win them all.

The reader stares in disbelief, fire rushing into their veins.

Well this chapter done and I'm gonna have to love and leav- a punch to the face cuts me off.

Hey-wait jesus- Ouch what the f- that's my face! That's my face!

Disclaimer: Author would like to apologize but, um. Yes she seems to be busy. No Authors were harm- YES I WAS- in the making of this story.

Wordcount: 3698

(FYI: This was suppose to be a case against the killer. But I suck at them and had too many suspects so you got this instead.)