so this is my first story, tell me what you think, and you'll have to guess the main character muhhahah

disclaimer: i don not own elfen lied or the other show this is a crossover with

At first there was nothing, just darkness.. Then great pain as if I had just been stabbed jolting me awake clasping at my chest where it hurt. Well good news I wasn't injured, bad news is I had a hole in my shirt and blood was everywhere on what appeared to once be a fine outfit.

Well this had to be the weirdest way to wake up ever and tried to think back if there was a better occasion only to realize that this was the only occasion I can remember waking up ever… memory loss, this day just got weirder, at least it can't get worse.

I slowly got up and started looking around my surroundings, it looked like a school I guess minus desks in the room, but there were some chairs and tables. I'll need to look around some more, so I proceeded through the door into a hallway where I started to hear a light sob in another room down the hall and suddenly I got an ominous feeling.

I sighed and weighed my options, walk into the ominous room or walk out the door behind me and leave this place forever, but I got the feeling that whatever was in that room was why I was here. I sighed again, "well this day can't get any weirder" and rounded the corner and into the room.

I took one look into the room and walked back out, that leave forever idea was looking really nice now. In the room sat a little girl with pink hair splattered in blood crying over a dead puppy, that wasn't so bad. What was bad you ask? The dead children splattered all over the room of course and I mentally started freaking out.

Okay think …. Whatever my name is, that child was clearly who I was here for, I had that little feeling again telling me to go help her. Damn it I have to think, what happened why are they dead, what happened to the dog, why is she crying over the dog and not the children… one scenario comes to mind. The children killed the dog but that means… I walked into the room and look at the state of the children and I know, this little girl is a monster.

A little voice in my head spoke to me, it said the little girl is like me, I let out a little chuckle this little girl through some supernatural means slaughtered a bunch of children out of spite for killing her dog and I thought she was like me, what horrible life did I lead before I lost my memory? Now to be stupid I guess, all my instincts told me to leave and forget this happened but that stupid little feeling telling me to protect this girl went through my mind.

I sighed yet again and walked closer to her, kneeling down I called to her "hey". She looked up in response and I saw the eyes of someone who was dead inside… no, not quite in her tears I knew she still had some light left in her. So what do you do with a possibly psychopathic little girl with an undetermined way of killing me? Well I hugged her of course and to my surprise she hugged me back and she started sobbing more and held on to me with a death grip.

I looked down and saw a little brown hair girl crying with chanting in the background, the little girl cried on as the crowds chanting grew louder and louder, they were so happy yet that little girl looked as if the world had ripped away the only important thing to her. And then I was back with the pink haired girl and she was staring at me, scared that I would not come out of my little daydream and I hugged her again to comfort her. 'What was that?' I thought to myself and pushed it away the little girl needed me right now.

"so" I questioned between her sobs, "got a name?", she looked up at me again and whispered out "lucy" before her eyes closed and she drifted into sleep. I guess I've got to carry her now, sighing for what would defiantly not be the last time I maneuvered her on my back and left what the sign outside proclaimed as an orphanage with a little blood covered girl on my back who had just lost her dog, slaughtered children and gained a new guardian with no memories to his name.

I looked around to see a path on one side and knew that covered in blood the main roads would be a bad idea until we could wash our clothes off or find some new ones, I looked to the other side and saw dead bodies littered everywhere bullet holes in all of them sounds of shooting in the background, a little boy looking and me and a familiar weight on my back, "what's wrong …." And I was jolted out of my trance and I was back in the forest, "seriously what is wrong with me?"

With that I looked up and thought 'this is how my life starts? Foggy images that must be memories and a little girl who might be the spawn of Satan'. At least this wouldn't be a dull adventure and I walked on into the forest, tired, stomach growling, and confused as all hell. At least she didn't kill me on the spot, that's a good thing, right?