NoName-chan: It's me (again)! Here is yet another lovely story that I have yet to post until now. I'm not expecting too much in terms of support from this one. Mostly because it's another Lenalee-based mystery fic, and my first one, "Off Radar," is doing terribly ^^;;; But, I really like this story, so Ima keep writing it :3 Okay, that's all for now. Care to do the Disclaimer, Lenalee?
Lenalee: NoName-chan does not own DGM~~~

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Blood splattered the wooden floorboards. The scarlet substance pooled around its source. Two adults laid side by side in the lake of crimson liquid, skin white as snow and chests no longer rising and falling. Their faces were expressionless as they stared up at the pale ceiling with unblinking dilated eyes. Twin gashes crossed each of their throats, exposing their ruby red blood to the cool air of the large house.

From behind the cover of a light wall, a teenage girl gaped in horror. If not for the presence of her parents' murderers looming so close by, she would've screamed for all she was worth. The dark figures chuckled in amusement.

"That should take care of our little... dispute," one stated calmly.

"They don't have much to fight with now," the other replied, and the two continued their dark chuckling. The girl began to quietly step away from the scene, making her way down the large hallway in which she hid. Suddenly, she felt her foot catch on something, sending her crashing to the hard wooden ground with a sickening thud. The chuckles of the two murderers ceased.

"What was that?" one voice asked.

"Of course, how could I forget? Our dear rivals had two children. A boy in his twenties and a girl of sixteen," the other answered.

"Oh? They may have seen something. We absolutely cannot have witnesses, so let's kill the brats as well." The girl's eyes shot wide open at this last remark, and she pulled herself to her feet and shot down the hallway. Two sets of loud footsteps sounded from behind her, giving chase. The teen wove through several hallways in her maze of a home in an attempt to lose the duo. After continuing this act for several minutes without the footsteps becoming any quieter, she began to panic. It was painfully obvious that if they caught her, she'd be killed. Fueled by fear and adrenaline, she continued her act of cutting sharp turns and twisting on a complicated path. Suddenly, a warm hand gripped her shoulder, pulling her into a dark room. She began to shriek when another clamped over her mouth, silencing her. The first hand swiftly pulled the door to the small room shut. No more than a few moments later, the two familiar sets of footsteps speeded past the door and down the hallway.

"Lenalee," a man's voice whispered in the girl's ear as his large hand was removed from her trembling lips. Relief flooded through Lenalee's entire body as she recognized the voice.

"Komui Nii-san!" she whispered back to her older brother. Shouts sounded from a distance down the corridor outside of the closet the siblings had taken refuge in. The girl tensed in fear as booming footsteps began to make their way back the way they'd come. "I think they've realized we aren't ahead of them anymore."

Komui stood in thoughtful silence for several moments before looking down at his sister. In the darkness of the closet, Lenalee could only vaguely make out his figure from the slight glistens of purple that shone from his hair.

"Lenalee," he whispered urgently. "I'm going to lead them away. I'm going to go get help." The girl shook her head frantically.

"No!" she whispered pleadingly. "You can't! They'll catch you, and-" The man silenced her with a gentle hand on her tear-streaked cheek.

"It's okay. They won't catch me. I promise. I'll be back soon, my dear sister, so don't worry. But, whatever you do, do NOT leave this house until I come back." Lenalee nodded her head slowly as Komui wiped a tear from under her eye. The two siblings embraced each other in a gentle hug before the older burst from the room, closing the door behind him. The young girl listened in silence as his footsteps faded in the direction of the front door, quickly followed by those of the murderers.

Silence hung in the air for what felt like hours. Overcome with exhaustion due to the late hour of the murders, Lenalee soon found her eyelids heavy and slowly lowered herself onto the cold hard floor of the small closet. Only a few moments later, the young girl succumbed to the inviting allure of sleep.

Prologue End

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NoName-chan: And there you go~! One Prologue fresh out of the oven! I hope you liked it! I know, this "chapter" was really short and dull, but it was necessary in order to have the story take place, so yeah ^^;;;;;;; Anyways, if anyone was confused by my mass use of adjectives and couldn't comprehend this bullshit, this is basically all you need to know:
1. Lenalee's parents were murdered.
2. Lenalee's family lived in a large house and were relatively wealthy.
3. Komui hid Lenalee in a closet and told her not to leave the house until he got back.
'Kay? 'Kay.
Anyways, that's all I have to say about this, so 'til next time~!