Dyed in Red

by Karakuri Moon

This is a fan-fic based on Kagamine Rin and Len's song "Karakuri Burst." Rin plays the role of a crazed murderer, ordered around by the true pyshcopath Miku. Len is in a secret circle of the Japanese police. Len is chosen to lead the circle into the brutal battle between good and evil and races against time to find this secret killer before more lives are taken.

¤ It's Not Enough ¤

The silence of the abandoned office building was interrupted by the tapping of Ganta's against the cold concrete floor. The one wearing the traditional Japanese shoes slowly walked forward, each step exactly 5 seconds after the previous one. A single light hung from the middle of the cieling, it's yellow glow shining on a single tan throne, which was turned way from the door. Kagamine Rin appeared from out of the shadows. Her pure, silky, white robe was stained with crimson, they color of her crazed eyes. "How much?" A voice asked in a firm, harsh tone. "Eighteen," The young blonde haired girl replied in a monotone voice. The throne spun around to face her. Hatsune Miku's teal eyes were blazing with anger "Eighteen? Eighteen!" She stood up and laughed a heartless, cruel laugh. "Didn't I teach you last time, that Eighteen isn't good enough?" Immediately, the diagonal, newley created scar that slashed through Rin's left eye began to burn as she remembered the painful memory. She winced at the scorching pain. "I'm sorry Master. I'll do better next time." Miku's poisonous laugh broke the silence of the wearhouse. Rin felt a sharp sting on her left cheek and ard the sound of contact echo throughout the building before falling to her knees. She reached up and gingerly touched her burning cheek, her eyes wide with shock. She slowly raised her head to see Miku standing in front of her, her arm across her body, her hand next to her face, a stone cold expression on her face. Rin realized what had just happened. 'Master...Master hit me..." Her crimson eyes were filled with sadness as she gazed at her Master's unmoving figure. Miku struck like a cobra, driving her knee into her servant's rib cage. Rin collasped onto the ground, her body motionless. She listened as Miku's stiletto's clicked against the concrete floor, each step getting louder as she walked towards Rin. Miku knelt down next to her. When Rin didn't look up, the dominant girl clutched her blonde hair in her hand, pulling up on it and forcing Rin to look at her in the eyes. "Eighteen isn't good enough you worthless puppet."With that, Miku released her iron grip on Rin's hair and stood up. She shook her head before walking towards the exit of the wearhouse. When Rin finally gained enough strength to raise her head, all she saw was two long, teal ponytails rounding the corner before dissapearing out of sight.

WIP