This is the first time I've written a story based on a song... Hmmm, I wonder how it will end out?
I have no idea how many chapters this story will have, nor if it will continue with another booked based on 'Dark Woods Circus' - we'll just wait and see XD

If there are any problems or characters who you think are OOC then let me know. Since this is the first chapter, I tried to incorpirate all the characters, but I've ended up missing out on Rin and Len (eep!)

If you are confused about who is who, here is the basic low down:

Fay Diana: Miku Hatsune
Lou 'Fly' Deluxe: Mekio
Shan: Kaito
(When Rin and Len come into the picture, I will put their names down cause I haven't got them yet. Eep!)

Please read and comment. Any kind of feed back is welcome~

Late Night Madness

Chapter 1 –

"... and that is all I remember." She replies meekly, her hair falling over her face as she hangs her head in defeat. The man sitting opposite her was not content with this. Picking up another cigarette with two stubby fingers, he lights its, puffs, and blows the smoke into her face. She coughs, using one hand to fan the air around her, as he smiles at her, his yellow stained teeth showing. "Now, Miss. Fay, I know that is not all you remember." His voice was booming and commanding. It made her cringe as she sinks lower into her chair. The cold, concrete room felt like a box that she was stuck in. Her exposed arms and legs were already numb from sitting for too long, and she desperately needed to go to the bathroom. "That's all I remember, it's the truth." She mummers. Sometimes it was better to forget than to remember. He raised an eyebrow, still not content, as he stands and leaves the room. "Please escort her back to room 01." He says to the guard waiting outside. The man salutes before walking in and grabbing hold of her arm. She stumbles to her feet and yanks her arm out of his grip as she begins to walk.

I hate this, she thinks as he pushes her forward.
I hate being treated like this. I hate how I'm seen to be so different. I'm just like them, I'm not a monster. I'm not different.

They stop walking outside a room, the door plastered in big red numbers '01'. The man unlocks the door, opening it outwards as she stumbles inside. It was a white room that looked like mattresses had been laid around it. But it was just to trick the eye into thinking that the room was comfortable and nice. It was cold and always damp. It wasn't a proper room, but one of the best and biggest in this facility. Fay turned around to see the guard close the door, the sound of the locks 'click' into place. She falls to the ground, deflated, as she sits and watches the door. There wasn't much else she could do, not in a blank, empty room. She wasn't able to meet new people or get some fresh air. The only times she was allowed out of the room was when he summoned her for their little 'interviews' as he called them, Or to go to the bathroom: which she needed to use desperately. But she didn't stand, she had gotten used to being ignored as she called out for help. No one here would listen to her. She was alone and a cast away.

But it wasn't always like this.

Three years ago the name Fay would cause people everywhere to ask "Do you mean Fay Diana?" Fay was a teen idol with a passion for music. She would sing about her life and about what she saw. She would visit the elderly and see small children at school. She would attend parties that payed, dor concerts monthly and had the occasionally fun every once in a while. She had friends and family who loved her, along with a possible boyfriend. Life was perfect for her, until the accident.

"I'm sorry."

Those words came from everyone. Friends who she had known since she was little stoped smiling at her and began to ignore her existence. She wasn't payed to sing at parties anymore. The children at schools would run in fear. The elderly she visited would tell her to leave. There were no more concerts. Her 'boyfriend' looked at her in disgust. Her family sent her to Koo Island.

"It's a very nice place." They had said. "I heard it helped those in you're... condition." They had spoke with kind words, smiles on their faces. But Fay had always been good with expressions. She could tell they were faking it.

They despised her too.

Now she lives on Koo Island where the deformed live away from society. She was placed in the 'special' program. She wasn't the first, and defiantly not the last. Dr. Tim Slur was in charge of helping her with her 'deformity' as they called it. It was a scientific term for those who were 'cast aside'. What they did was to make you forget who you were, everything about you're past, and turn you into an empty shell. It was a form of torture that no one on the outside knew about. And no one from Koo Island was ever seen again. You couldn't escape, you were trapped. It was a prison.

Fay had spent so much time in her little room. It had no windows, only one door that face into a corridor where florescent lights shone night and day. She had no concept of time. When food came she ate. When the door was opened she left. When new clothes were thrown at her she changed. Yet she still didn't understand in what way she was deformed. She was born a normal girl, but after the accident she was considered deformed. She wasn't really, was she?

"Good evening, Miss. Fay. How are you today?"

"... Evening Dr. Slur. I'm fine." I hate it here...

"Today, I want you to tell me about why you're here. Can you do that?"

"Ummm... alright, I can try." I can't stand it here. I want to go, I want to leave!

"From what I can remember, it would have been three years ago in a small town called Lithe Harbour, off the coast. I was doing a tour around the country when we had to stop for a while. The driver was getting tired and he needed a break. So we all agreed. I went into town on my own, to see if I could find something to eat. The food we had was alright, but I felt like something sweet. So I went into town and found the nearest supermarket. I went in, found something sweet, paid for it, and left. I was walking back when I heard some people auguring across the road. I didn't hear what they were yelling about, nor did I pay much attention to them. I turned my back to them and continued walking when I heard it: the sound of a car horn and tires squealing. I just managed to turn around as the car hit me. Then, nothing; I blacked out. When I came to, I was in a hospital. I had been in a coma for two and a half years and my parents were about to give up on me. That was when I was told: told that my leg had been shattered and shortened. I would forever be impaired with a limp." I'm hated, I'm despised.

I want to disappear. I want to forget.

Fay sat in silence as Dr. Slur opened the door and let another child enter. She was a much older woman in her early 20's. She was wearing a red tracksuit with her exposed flesh to her neck covered in bandages. She looked at Fay with distant eyes before smiling warmly at the girl. "This is rare." She said as she sat on the seat next to the shaking teenager. "I haven't seen anyone in a very long time." Dr. Slur smiled grimly at her before turning back to Fay. "We are on a tight schedule here. I hope you don't mind that we combine you're sessions?" Fay shock her head as the woman scoffed. "You don't really have a choice." She said to Fay as she picked up a cigarette and held it out to Dr. Slur. The man reluctantly lit it as she inhaled it deeply before sighing. "You have to do as you're told in this place."

"Why are you here?" Fay asks, ignoring the presence of the doctor. She hadn't met anyone else here who was like her. There was nowhere to meet up so how could she? The woman smiled and pointed to a bandaged foot. "I'm diseased." She replied curtly. "My skin rots of its own accord and its spreading to every inch of my body."

"That's awful!" Fay exclaims as she looks at her kindly. "Were you born that way?" The woman shrugged and took another puff. "You tell me? Doctors haven't told me a thing and I know you're not like the rest of us: you're very different." She smiles as Fay looks away. She was different; she wasn't like everyone else in this place. She was born normal but due to an accident became deformed. What would life have been like if she was born this way? "Is it hard not understanding why you're here?" The woman asked bluntly. Fay looked up, startled before looking away. "If you know why a leg makes you deformed, then you tell me."

"It's not your leg that's the deformity: it's your mind, your soul, your voice. When the accident happened, you changed not physically, but mentally. That's why you're here, get it?" Fay stiffened as the words hit home. She was right: her leg might be different now, shortened, but it wasn't her physical features that has resulted her to this place; it was her mental features.

"I don't know you're name."

"I'm Fay." I'm falling...

"Fay, that's a nice name. Do you have a last name too?"

"Yes." Yet I'm floating too. "It's Diana."

"So you're Fay Diana? Nice name. I'm Lou Deluxe, but you can call me Fly."

"Why Fly?" I feel like something is guiding me.

"Because, birds have wings which allow them to fly. One day, I want to fly away from this place. I want to fly away from here, far away. I want to be free."

It's not a 'something' but a 'someone' who is pulling me away from the darkness.
Fly. I wish to fly too.

Dr. Slur left the two girls alone as he walked to a different room. He didn't see the worry in letting some of the patients meet each other. Getting to know one another might be beneficial. Knocking on the room with the numbers 'XX' in red letters, he opened the room to revel a boy sitting cross-legged on the floor, his arms bound by a white straight jacket. Hearing the door open, he lifted his head to revel pale blue skin. He smiled; teeth jiggered as a blue scarf lay discarded beside him. His mattered hair looked gooey and sticky to touch, oozing with an oil of its own. The rank smell of rotting fish covered the room as Dr. Slur covered his nose with his hand. He hated coming into this room, but it couldn't be helped. "Dr. Slur," the boy said, his voice ringing crisp and clean. "What a pleasant surprise."

"It's time to go, Shan." The boy's smile widened as he lifted himself to his feet. "I was wondering when you would get to me. Tell me, who else shall be joining us?"

"The twins from room '02', that revolting girl you requested from room '00' and that new girl from room '01'." Shan smiled again, a sliver of drool escaping his lips. "Perfect." He cooed. "This is going to be one interesting day.