Twist, twist until it breaks ~ Rated T!
Bad at summaries, hope you enjoy the prologue!
"Wake up… Don't tell me you already gave up?"
Opening my eyes to an unfamiliar place was surprising to say the least. Though I felt chains holding my body against a wall, unable to move I didn't even try to struggle. Shirtless, the chains were cold, draining the heat that my body was naturally emitting. It took a while for my eyes to adjust to the lighting inside the room. Examining it for a moment I came to the realization that the room was lifeless, empty just like my soul.
"Oh?" The voice attracted my attention, out of nowhere I sensed pain in my left shoulder. I heard a cracking sound noticing someone stepping on it, the pressure he was applying made me scream in pain.
"Quite a screamer." The man sighed for a moment removing his foot from my shoulder. "We'll have to fix that." Without warning he slammed it again into my shoulder making me scream even louder. And so the torture began…
You couldn't imagine how much hatred I felt towards that man. It's been like that for a couple of years. Each and every day all I've wanted was to kill that man, but I didn't know his true identity. And after all of this time I never have once seen his face. Even his voice was slightly distorted while he spoke to me, the most shocking thing was that I forgot even who I myself was. I didn't know what I looked like.
Shocking, wasn't it? And so the endless torture continued… Until I stopped screaming, until I became numb to the pain, until I finally saw the face of the man who was haunting me for all of these years.
His cold blue eyes pierced through me, with a grin on his face. Blonde hair… A knife in his right hand against his own cheek.
"You did well. Guess I'll just do one last alteration. A parting gift of some sort." He winked at me and gave me one hell of a smile, corruption could clearly been seen as he came closer, lowering the knife to his side.
I didn't scream, nor did I feel pain. He kneeled at my side, touching my cheek gently, he gave me a reassuring smile. Why didn't I protest?..
"This won't hurt one bit~" Before I realized it the knife went through my chest, piercing my flesh and heart. Blood started to go down my bare chest, washing away my filthy body like water. He then pulled the knife downwards, carving my chest open "…you're liking it aren't you?" I had a grin on my face, while he chuckled out of pleasure. The man took out the knife spilling some blood on the floor. He wore black leather gloves which I noticed years ago, a sadistic smile could be seen on his face.
"One final act! Thou art worthy~!" His hand moved like lightning, into my chest as he pulled out my heart in an instant. "~to be reborn!" Moments later my body suddenly felt cold, my grin never faded as my cold body slammed against the ground. After so many years I could finally fall asleep…
"Doctor!~"
All I could hear was machines, my own heartbeat and the beeping sound that pierced through my head that ached in pain. I was laying in a warm bed, it was soft and very comfy. A feeling I have almost forgotten.
"This is a miracle~" Three, four. I counted each person that came in the room, my eyes were still closed though. "~how is this possible?"
After a few minutes I opened my eyes, a white blurry image was before me. Warmth that I haven't felt before started to heat up my once cold body, the 'doctor' ordered several female persons to examine me. Soon the barrage of questions stormed through.
"How are you feeling?"
"Do you know where you are?"
"How old are you?"
"What's your name?"
"Do you remember anything?"
I parted my lips, wanting to speak but found that I was unable to remember anything. Inside I started to ask myself the same questions, trying to somehow remember.
A female nurse with pink hair held my cold hand, I focused my look at the cheerful female who had a gentle and calming smile. Her blue eyes were warm, completely opposite of the man that I've seen.
"Don't force yourself…" Her voice was gentle and it somewhat calmed my mind. "You just rest, okay?"
For a moment I snapped, taking off the white shirt I was wearing only to see a disturbing image. A large scar going down my chest, my mind was suddenly overflowed with memories of the experience I went through. Ahh.. It hurt.
They were all surprised from my sudden outburst, I could feel how much they were scared. Of course, they didn't know what I would do next.
"Hey." I spoke up gaining full attention, I looked at the pink nurse that stood slightly surprised. "What is my name?" My voice was pretty weak, guess I haven't spoken in a long time.
"Kagamine Len…" The nurse replied with a gentle smile, trying to lighten up the dreadful atmosphere.
"Len Kagamine.. Kagamine… Len…" I mumbled to myself. It had a nice ring to it though. "What do I look like?" That question made the rest of the nurse's whisper to each other. 'Is his condition THAT bad?' 'It's no wonder he's so impulsive.' I brushed off all of their comments, the only reliable person around here was the pinkete, she took action and got a mirror so that I could see myself.
My eyes went dull looking at my own reflection. Cold blue eyes, slightly pale skin, messy blonde hair… No matter how hard I looked at the reflection the reality hit me every time.
The hatred and pain I felt started to boil. I hated my own reflection, I hated looking at my own face. Without second though I slammed my fist into the mirror, shattering the glass and cutting my knuckles. It was sudden, startling all of the nurses and even the doctor that came in at that moment. Blood dripped down on the white sheets, the nurse released the mirror from shock, it hit the ground and shattered in an instant.
"Now I feel much better!." I spoke up with a chuckle, as I moved my fist closer to my lips and licked the blood off. It tasted sweet for some reason.
"Now, what's next?" My chuckle turned into a devilish smile looking at the pink nurse that stepped backwards, my gaze was cold piercing through her. She started to shake slightly. "Don't be scared~" I licked my bloody lips and gave off a gentle smile. "~I won't bite!"
"Put him under observation!" The doctor called two security guards inside. They handcuffed me to the bed as the nurses started to leave. Pinky was the last one heading out the door.
"Hey!" I called out to the nurse making her stop in her tracks. "Come play with me sometimes…!" Speaking in a childish tone the nurse was dumbfounded for a moment, she turned around looking at me while I gave off an innocent look, she gave me a gentle smile and left the room.
"Ahhh… I hate it when people fake their emotions~" I mumbled to myself laying back in my bed. After a hour or so I fell asleep. My mind went black…
I've been having a major writers block, so I hope this story can somehow make my creative side pick up pace and start updating my other stories..
School drains to much of my energy and free time xD
Hope you liked the chapter!
To be continued...