A/N: So this is my first fanfic, and english is not my first language, so please don't be too harsh to me :D I hope you'll enjoy reading it ^^
Disclaimer: I do not own KHR, because if I would, millions would hunt me down because of the ending. -_-
Prologue:
Gun shots. A woman screaming. Red... Black…
"Doctor, how is her condition ?", a man asked. He wore an expensive looking suit and looked elderly.
"It seems like she has got amnesia, but she is regenerating well and in a few weeks she will be able to leave the hospital", another man, probably the doctor, answered.
"I see…Well I will take her with me then."
The doctor nodded.
The elderly man walked towards me and sat down on the boarder of my bed. "Hey there, how are you ?", he asked with a gentle voice.
I remained silent.
"I will care for you from now on. My name is Timoteo, nice to meet you" He smiled. "I hope we will get along well, Misa-chan."
'Misa, is that my name ?'
I blinked.
Timoteo stood up and turned to the doctor again, then he came back to me.
"I'll see you again in a few weeks then." He put his hand on my head and softly ruffled my hair. I watched him when he walked out of the room.
Some minutes later I fell asleep.
A few weeks later
Timoteo came to pick me up, he brought me a big teddy as a 'release present'.
We drove to a big mansion two hours away from the hospital; it was quite isolated with nothing around but a wide field.
During the drive nobody said something, Timoteo just asked sometimes, if I was feeling ok and I just nodded.
When we arrived I got out of the car and Timoteo took me by my hand and walked towards the mansion.
Inside the building, he told me to stay in a room for a while.
In the middle of the room was a desk with some sheets of paper on it, the walls were hidden behind ceiling high bookshelves.
I sat down on one of the seats in front of the desk.
A few minutes later Timoteo came back, beneath him a boy probably a bit older than me.
"Let me introduce you, Misa, this is my son Xanxus and Xanxus, Misa will live with us from now on."
I looked at the boy; he was about half a head bigger than me. He had black hair and red eyes. I looked into his eyes for a while.
So red… red as blood..
Suddenly awful pictures came into my mind.
Blood…
I panicked and jumped out of the chair so harshly, that it knocked over.
The last thing I saw before I passed out was a concerned Timoteo running towards me and red eyes glaring at me.
A/N: Yes I know that was pretty short, but I promise I will update longer chapters :)
Please review and see you in the next chapter ^.^
~Nya-chama