Prologue
January 17th, 2008.
To whomever might find this letter,
I am writing this as I run from an uncertain future, blood spattered walls, a personal hell. Two years ago my brother and I were taken from the comfort of our home and were shipped off to an old abandoned prison, remolded into a rehabilitation camp, to be tested on. My assigned drug was metformin, and as for my brother, that I am not aware. Constantly we were injected with the same drug, worsening the unlikely side effects that followed them: irregular heartbeat, random fits of shivers, aching muscles, trouble breathing. "These effects won't last," our "caretakers" so boldly reassured; what lies flew from their mouths! My scars from that camp I carry as I run. Miles away from civilization I run with a girl next to me. We escape looking for a sliver of hope, trying to rekindle the luminosity in our lives we once had until they were so easily severed apart. Maybe you'll find us barely alive with this little note filled with hope and help us. Maybe you'll leave us, believing that what those people did to us was right. No matter who you are, I want you to know our story and never forget what evil humans possess in their hearts. My name is Len Kagamine, age eleven. Birth date: December 27th, 1997. Gender: male. Blood type: O+. Height: 4'10. Weight: 79 lbs. Physical appearance: short, now long, blonde hair pulled back into a rushed ponytail, dull, once a shining, clear blue eye color, cloaked in a black trench coat which is much too large for my short, stalky and frail body, various scars that adorn me and the blood oozing from the many places on my body. Dearest stranger, if you have taken those precious seconds out of your life to read my letter written with my fleeting minutes, thank you. If you mistook this pathetic letter written by an equally pathetic being for a piece of garbage, thank you. For that's all that my, even our, lives will become. It's not like we did anything important, nor history changing. This letter will soon be forgotten, and so will we.
Nobody
1997 - ?
Well, my first fanfic! :3 I'm quite proud of it, even though it's just the prologue. I don't have much to say...Except thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoyed! I will try very hard to update once a month, but if I can't, forgive me! I'm a busy person, believe it or not. . See you in chapter 1: Hell's Dawning!
~ Spicy