Hello... everyone...
SONG: Karakuri卍Burst
SONG ARTIST: Rin and Len Kagamine
AUTHOR: Shyla Grace
DISCLAIMER: Vocaloid is not mine...etc.
A long time ago…
A red sunset, it was a beautiful sight, to those whom didn't know its meaning.
Red sun in the morning, no need for warning
Red sun at night, murders delight.
A young lady stood on a Japanese style bridge. Large, decorative archways at either end were red, matching the sky above them. The lady liked this color… Red, along with deep crimson. These were so beautiful for the lady. To her, they were perfect for everything. Hair, eyes, clothes… The lady herself was wearing a red flower in her blonde hair, a tiny red dress, red and white long socks, and a long white silk cloak. The lady didn't like white quite as much, but she still wore it proudly. White showed off the red so beautifully well…
The lady gently brushed her blonde bangs into her face, covering up a white bandage wrapped around her left eye. Her uncovered eye was red; the lady's favorite color… An insane smile came onto her face. She began to laugh quietly.
"Kowashite…Kowashite… Shattered, shattered all. Insanity breakdown… Is it enough? It's never enough. "
The lady looked up to see another lady in the town in front of her, scurrying away, trying to get home before dark. The lady's smile widened. Like I said, the lady thought red was perfect for everything. So, whenever she met someone alone, she pulled the trigger, with a crimson stained finger…
And painted everything in a pretty, pretty red.
…
A young man stood up straight, an emotionless look on his face, staring at the 'criminal' laying at his feet, dead. The man's blonde hair, which usually was tied up, draped down into his serious face, covering up a black eye patch over his right eye. The man's showing eye was as startling blue, not matching anything else about him.
"Hey, nice job Len," said a female voice. Len, the man, turned to look at the talker. She was his 'partner,' a lady with straight pink hair named Luka. She smiled. "You killed him quickly enough… you didn't even get your uniform dirty." She said, almost cheerily. She spun her long gun around, nearly setting it off a couple times.
Len nodded, raised an eyebrow slightly at the gun, and looked down at his uniform. It was a long black jacket, gray belt with a sword scabbard hanging on it, black boots, white collar peeking out from under his jacket, and a red tie. On his arm was a white band, with a red 卍 symbol on it. The sign of the Peace Patrol. (1)
"Len," Said a deeper voice, Len looked over Luka's shoulder to see a man with blue hair walking up; his boss. Len bowed his head slightly. "He's dead… just like you ordered, sir. Make everything black disappear... with nowhere to ever hide." Kaito nodded. He turned and looked at Luka, a dangerous anger blaring up in his deep blue eyes. "You, girl," he said disgustedly. "Are a disgrace to our uniform. You have a gun, and Len killed this guy with a sword before you even got a chance to aim. I didn't think anyone could fail as badly as you did… I'll deal with you later… Maybe I can let Ted join Len from now on."
Luka bowed deeply; trembling in fear of the boss… he had never been known for kindness… or for any mercy. The blue haired man turned now to look at Len. "Now, as for you Len," he said. "I'm going to give you a chance to redeem yourself in the Peace Patrol's eyes. We've had a convict escape out of our reach in Sec. 117. The bridge broke the day after the criminal got there. I want you to go there somehow, and clean everything up. I'm guessing you want to know who, don't you? Well… do you remember her?"
Something shifted in Len's eyes as he nodded solemnly. "Yes," he said, not a hint of emotion in his voice. "How could I not remember, Kaito sir?" Len's eyes narrowed slightly. "I'll go on my way." Len bowed, pulled his sword out of the dead body below him, and walked off, his blue eye blazing in anger.
Her, the only one whom he had ever shown mercy to. Her, the one he had never killed. Her, with the one beautiful red eye. Her, the one who had destroyed his life from that point on. Len smiled; an uncommon sight on his face. Her, the one he would kill with his sword. Sharp, cold, and deadly…
Her, with the name, the only name that had, and ever would, matter; Rin Kagamine.
Don't leave a speck of dust behind; don't leave an escape until the end of the world.
Shatter, shattered... Destroy all evil.
(1) No, it is not a Natzi sign, it is a mandrin sign. The Natzi's stole and changed it a little
(Sorry about any spelling mistakes...)