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era-the-witchy-birdkid · 3 years ago

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Crossroads of Destiny

Here is the Snip for Shinichi getting to power to become Conan. Be glad I used Ran’s POV for this, Shinichi is not in a good place mentally at the beginning. But then again two months of near total isolation does awful thing to peoples psyche. Also I let Ran say Fuck as a treat.

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“Ran... I don’t know how much longer I can continue on like this.” Shinichi says still in his PJs, he stopped bothering to change his clothes three weeks ago. His hair is messy, and I can tell there's a barely detectable shaking in his limbs. He looks awful, and honestly he has been on a been on a downward spiral for at least the last two weeks.

“... Shinichi.” I says because in my heart, I agree with him. This isn’t sustainable... at all.

“You know Ran sometimes when you leave. I can’t help but think it would have been better if I had fully died that night. I know it’s wrong to think that but I just can’t help it.” Shinichi says with a sad look in his eyes

“Shinichi! Don’t say that please! I know your depressed but I don’t even want to think about living in a world without you in it.” I says while pulling my depressed friend into a hug on the loveseat. The shaking gets worse as Shinichi starts to sob into my chest.

“I’m just *hic* so f-f-freak-ing lo *hic* nely. I *sob* want to g-go to pl *hic* aces a-aga-in. I-I want to *hic* be a per-son a-again.” Shinichi says though the tears as I rub his back trying to given some measure of comfort, as I look around his family library try to find something anything that could make my friend smile again. I can’t hope to find anything though... but maybe

“Shinichi you can’t give up. I know this is hard, and maybe you only have me and the professor for company, but if you give up those man who poisoned you and who ever they work for will win... and they will hurt so... so many people. We need you, Shinichi. I need you... All of Japan needs you... so please... have Hope.” I say as Shinichi continues to sob.

“B-but what if it *hic* never g-gets bet-ter what if *sob* I‘ll n-never be ab *hic* le to leave my h-house with-out be *hic* ing a ghost a-again?” Shinichi says while pulling his face up to look me in the eyes.

With a determined look on my face I say, “Then I will work on my disguise making skills so you can hide in plain sight.” for some reason after I said the words hide in plain sight I had to hold Shinichi closer as they had shifted in my arms. ‘was Shinichi a little smaller?’

Shinichi was starting to calm down by that I mean not actively sobbing anymore. He is still breathing hard and hiccupping occasionally though he seems to gain a wistful look of longing. “Hiding in plain slight, huh... That sounds amazing... I wish I had a power that let me do that”

An arc of blue runs across Shinichi skin as if on cue. I flinch back as it briefly reminds me of lighting but I’m still holding onto him as the Arcs of blue light increase across the surface of Shinichi’s skin. Though now that their is more of them I see that the arcs of light are more like a glowing veil of water that is swiftly covering my friend head to toe.

Under the effects of the light I can feel my friend rapidly start to lose mass, but before I could try to figure out what was going on. The blue light disappeared leaving behind a sight I haven’t seen in ten years.

Shinichi is tiny, was my first thought. He looks about seven-ish years old and is practically drowning in his PJs. Shinichi was practically radiating confusion, as he looks down at his tiny hands with a kind of fragile hope in his eyes. It honestly says a lot about his situation that turning into a first grader is a major improvement in his mind.

“Shinichi?” I ask because he has been staring at his hands for several seconds and hasn’t said anything yet.

“Ran... Is this real?” Shinichi finally says his voice is higher pitched then it was before. “Does this kind of thing happen? In real Life I mean... or well... existence maybe in my case.”

Thoughts race as Shinichi voices his questions. He is clearly still to stunned for his brilliant mind to start thinking of ways to use this... Well if he wasn’t going to start it I FUCKING WILL.

The first thing I do is pick up Shinichi despite his squirming and head to his fathers desk. I vaguely remember Shinichi’s dad keeping one of his spare glasses in his desk’s lowest drawer that were left behind when his parents moved to America. I quickly find them after I put Shinichi down and after removing the glass, I gently place them on Shinichi’s face which is currently scrunched up in confusion.

The effect of adding the thick black frames is astounding. For such a simple trick combined with the apparent loss of age, its near impossible to think this boy is my friend Shinichi by just looking at him... Well so long as he gets some proper fitting clothes at least, and I can visibly see the gears turning in Shinichi’s head as he figures out what I was going for.

His eyes light up and with a bounce in his step he stands up and turns me saying, “Ran, Stay there I got some old clothes in my basement, I got an idea. Pretending to be someone else is going to suck, but given that de-aging is likely impossible without already being an impossibility... Granted I can no longer throw anything out because being half ghost is a even bigger impossibility that I’m somehow living. Nevermind... not important. Ran wait their for when I came back,” as he half runs, half floats out of the library.

I shrug and go back to siting on the loveseat. I can easily hear Shinichi doing things in the other parts of the house, though I hear a loud crash at one point. Shinichi quickly yells out telling me he’s fine which stopped me from going to look... though his voice was back to his normal one for some reason, but given he’s not actually seven I think I can trust him for this.

Twenty minutes later, Shinichi comes back in. He is wearing a suit a bowtie combo with the glasses I gave him. Which after trying to remember if Shinichi ever wore it before because its been awhile. I remember that it was our old primary school uniform. Strange I wonder why he kept it to this day.

Shinichi is also holding himself differently. Its hard to put into words, but its making it really hard to remember that its Shinichi. He feels like a stranger, Its odd and likely has to do with the whole Yūrei Hanyou thing.

“Hai, My name is Edogawa Conan! What yours Nee-san?” Conan no Shinichi says. Wow that way of holding himself is surprisingly effective if it managed to confuse me who saw him turn into this. Though his name choice... I mentally shake my head because that sure is my Detective Geek. You know I might as well play along.

“Well Conan-kun I’m Mouri Ran, but you can call me Ran Nee-chan if you wish.” I say though I weirdly feel if something important just happened like an overture of fate or something snapping into existence, like we are finally stepping down a path we were meant to tread, but as fast as that feeling reached me it quickly disappears once Shinichi drops being Conan and a big stupid grin spreads across his tiny face.

“That’s amazing Ran! That greeting felt so real! I think I can really do this!” Shinichi says with an excited cheer, and I giggle because his happiness is infectious. It’s nice to see him really happy again. He's been extremely depressed for a while because of being isolated all the time.

“I’m definitely going to have to get help from the professor though... I’m not exactly sure if I can easily hide my Yūrei Hanyou nature without the help of his inventions... I cought myself doing ghostly stuff all the time earlier... I think I may have forgotten how to act like a normal human being in these last two months. Acting human didn’t exactly matter when the only time I’m outside the privacy of my house is when I’m ghost shaped” Shinichi says with a very embarrassed flush of his chubby cheeks.

“Honestly not surprising, you may have fought it the first week or two but you quickly got used to all the ghost stuff quite fast for someone who was adamant that ghosts didn't exist until you partly became one.” I say with a grin, “Speaking of things, you really decided to name yourself after mystery writers? Really?”

“What? I wanted to make sure I will respond no matter what, is that so bad?” Shinichi said with a small pout. Which okay he has a point, and the name is extremely separated from his original name so I won’t be too hard on him... plus.

“That’s going to come in handy once you go back to first grade.” I say with a knowing grin

Shinichi pales and gulps, “Aii? Back to first grade, why?”

“You can’t exactly go to high school looking like that and a seven year old not in school is way too suspicious... so first grade.” I say matter-of-factly

Shinichi gains a look of recognition on his face and gives a deep sigh for his body size and says, “Right okay, I can deal with that if it means I’m no longer forced to stay here. I’ll just have to learn how to deal with extreme boredom.”

“If it makes you feel any better because its Wednesday I was planning on signing you up for next Monday, It will give time for the professor to make some discreet inventions for your use... Do try to avoid using your powers if at all possible though not sure if your more overt powers can be disguised by his inventions. speaking of powers... can you change back? if you really want to I mean?” I ask

“Yup! I checked earlier. I also found out after the first de-aging my clothes stick with the age their attached to so no worries about suffocating in too small clothes if I decide to switch back. Though the physics lesson attached to the first transformation back was not appreciated, though I’m really glad I didn’t put a dent in the wall that would have been really hard to explain to Mom and Dad.” Shinichi chirps.

I giggle I’m not sure what exactly what happened but it must have been funny and readying myself I say, “So Conan-kun, lets introduce you to professor Agasa, I’m sure he’ll be quite happy to meet you.” as I stand up with my hand out for Shinichi to hold onto like a real child would.

It like a switch was flipped and I can’t think of Shinichi as anyone but Conan. As Conan kind of loosely bounds towards me and grabs a hold of my hand, and speaks with cheerful chirp, “Okay Ran nee-chan. Please take care of me!”

Well at least I no longer have to worry quite as much about my friends mental health, now that he’s going to live with me if I have anything to say about it.

#Always a Phantom #Detective Conan #Danny Phantom #Shinichi has a breakdown #and gets the power to de-age at will #and so Edogawa Conan is born #Shinichi is suffering from isolation born depression #I think my whole AU can be described as it gets worse before it gets better #Shinichi while able to take care of his ghostly needs #wasn't able to take care of all his human ones #humans are a social species after all #and only two people with regular access is not enough

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