FanFic Title: The Tale of Lier Rain

Main Character: Lier Rain- OC

Crossovers: A.I. Love You, Baccano, Bleach, Black Lagoon, Rosario + Vampire, Sayonara Zetsubou-Sensei (I don't own any of these stories or the characters in them, I only own Lier at this point)

Chapter 1: In which shit blows up

I'd never been to Colorado before the day of my death, and being more of a sand and beaches type guy, I'd probably still be alive right now if not for the spur of the moment idea (one of many my parents often had) to have the family reunion that year in a place over half the countinent away from our home in Florida. Oh it'll be great, they said, lots of snow and skiing, you'll have a great time. Now, I'm sure how they came to that conclusion, seeing as it was June and the current average temperature in Florida at that time was 95 degrees, which meant that even in the cold state of Colorado there would no snow this time of year.

But, no argument I made could get through to them, so less than an hour later we were on a plane to the Rocky Mountain state. Three days in, though, and even I was beginning to enjoy myself, even though the rocks that seemed to be everywhere were playing hell on my feet. Then, the accident occurred. I'll come right out and say that it wasn't my fault, it was my folks. You see, there is this really tall mountain, something Colorado has no shortage, called Pike's Peak, named after some guy whose last name was Pike. My folks desided to enter the car race to the top that was held there every year, but being smarter than them, I decided to buy a ticket for the cog whell train, something else the mountain was known for, and told them I would meet them at the top. I never made it that far.

Now before I continue, let me give you the relative layout of the train car I was in. The car had enough space in it to fit thirty people, with five rows of three on either side of the car. Thankfully, not that many people were in the car at that time, only about twenty-six, including myself. The train itself was made of three conneccting car so the total capacity of the train was about ninty, maybe ninty-one if you counted the conductor. Anyways, I got bored of the video game had been playing on my laptop for most of ride and decided had a look around at my fellow passengers. I was seated in the third row on the left between two girls who, before that fateful ride, I had never met before. On my left, by the window, was teenage girl a few years younger than me and appeared to be of some manner of asian background, who had had her cellphone out since we had boarded the train and from the way she stared at it, the phone had probably been out long before that. On my right, in the aisle seat, was another girl, this one appearing to be my age and whose nationality I could not determine. She neck had a long scar that streached from ear to ear and it surprised me when she spoke to me when I had asked to have to the seat next to her. "Go…right… ahead" she had said in a rather metalic voice. I stared at her a moment before continuing to look around.

Across the row, there were three people who appeared to know each other, but definitely were not related. By the window sat a smiling girl seemed to be talking to the man in the middle seat. She appeared to be a highschooler and wore clothes that reflected that image. However, I couldn't help but shake the feeling that she wasn't a pure and happy as she appeared. The man she sat next to appeared to be between the ages of twenty and thirty and was currently curled up in a ball in his seat looking very depressed, which was not helped by the fact that the girl in the aisle seat, who had rather oddly evenly divided hair, was yelling at him about marriage or something. Not wanting to get involved, I quickly looked away and had a quick look at the rest of the passengers. The first rows of the train car held six people, all but one of them being women. Not feeling like staring long as I had with the people in my row, I gave each person a quick nickname; White, Asian, Bandage, Blue, Blond, and Purple. Now, I'll say at this time that I am not racist. I'm really not. But, this train had at fifteen Asian people on it and was running out of ways to characterize some of the people.

Anyways, moving on to the second row, there were only five people this time. In front of me were three people who resembled a family on vacation, much like mine did sometimes. Meanwhile, across the row, there were two more highschool girls, one of them looking rather frighten by number people around and the other looking execeedingly normal. I looked over my shoulder to the fourth row. For this row, there were four passagers. On my side sat a rather unusual couple sharing a kiss, the man looking very much like a business with bad hair day, while the woman had several noticeable tattoos and gave off a crooked aura of sorts. Not wanting to be caught staring, I looked to the opposite side of the car to see a pair of european-looking twins, each of whom wore black gothic clothing and looking overly cute, making me question ever so slightly if the two weren't as innocent as they looked.

I looked to the back row of the car. Again, there were four people. To the right sat a young couple, the women wearing a black dress and the red-headed man sporting a blown coat. On the left side was a different story, with a woman and child who definitely weren't related, but were apparently sharing a joke. It was about then that my peaceful trip to the top of Pike's Peak was intrupted and sent straight to hell. I heard a shout from the front car of the train as we began our ascent up a rather steep slope. Leaning over the quiet women on my right, I peeked into the aisle to see a rather large briefcase sliding its way down the train, with its owner and a woman I guested to be his girlfriend in hot pursuit. As the breifcase slid into the third, the man, who bore a sizable tattoo on the left side of his face, finally caught up to it. At that point, I thought the trouble was over and sat back in my seat, just in time to watch four people fly down the aisle. As they passed, the breifcase finally burst open thanks to all of the ruckus, spilling the contents of the case, various kinds of fireworks and explosive, throughout the car. The shock of the events took a moment to registar. I took a breath. Something had fallen on to my lap during the accident, so I looked down. There, on my lap, sat a lite stick of dynamite. "Oh, son of a…" I said. There was a flash of pain, and then nothing, as I passed on.

I woke with a jolt. What a terrible nightmare that had been. I sat up and look around. Scratch that, that wasn't a nightmare. I got to my feet had a look around me. Nothing. I closed my eyes and opened them again. Nothing. I looked behind me. Nothing. I was standing in a place that had nothing in it but me. Out of the corner of my eye something moved. Or maybe not, I thought as I turned to face the thing that had moved. There, standing before me was a little girl. "Hello, Lier." she said softly. I stood still, questioning as to how this girl knew me. "My name is #!#%!#$%!%!#." she said. "What was that again?" I asked confused. "I see. You do not yet understand or know my name. Lier Rain, I hope you learn my name soon. We will meet again at that time. Now awake; your new life is beginning as you sleep." She said. Before I could ask her anything more, I was once again blacking out. The last thing I saw was the girls hands as she turned and walked away. On each hand was a glove, one black and one white, and both looking very, very important.

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Yeah! My first fanfic! Hope to have another chapter added by the end of the month. See you then!