Happy New Year! (and Happy...Hanukkah, Yule, Christmas, Kwanzaa...etc.)

So...this is a fan fiction dedicated to Shadow. Alchemist13. She is a really talented writer, and I absolutely adore her RinxLen fics.

So go. Read them. Or all of her fics. Doesn't matter.

Disclaimer: If Vocaloid were mine...they would all be recorded with my voice...and sound like crap. So...I'm glad I don't, because them Vocaloid wouldn't be popular.

So Shadow...This is for you, Illumination.


The King watched as the servants cleaned up the room.

The room was his room; his study. The study was dim and spacious covered with endless shelves and scrolls and records with a large mahogany desk and dark hardwood floors covered in intricate woven rug of golds and reds and deep purples and black-blues. The only wall not completely covered with books was the wall holding the large stone fireplace. On the mantle, was a painting: a hand painted image of the only city in the Kingdom of Illume complete with magnificent detail of the grand castle in the hills above it.

On the painting, maroon-red streaked the city streets, communicating a message from his late wife: I WILL TAKE NO MORE.

He looked down at his wife, laid on her back in her magnificent lavender dress now soaked in red, in the fireplace, burning. With the embers blazing around her, illuminating her face and figure as it ignited the purple dress and her long, pale pink hair. Once, he had found her beautiful and alluring. And in the recent years, he had learned that his wife was unwise and did not share in his ideals. She was daring and empathetic, as people described her; however, he came to see her as impulsive and wildly emotional. He could never completely get rid of her, as the people loved their dear Queen.**

"Good riddance." The King announced to the fire, and stalked out of the room avoiding the blood that tainted his study and his life.

"Burn it. Everything. " He ordered as he passed his cousin and his advisor.
"Sir," the blue-haired* male objected, "there are servants in there, as well as precious texts-"
"Did you not hear me?"He spun around, whipping his long, purple hair to the other side
"I told you to burn everything. Understand?" He was inches from his cousin, rage painted on his face.

"That woman-she destroyed my life. My kingdom, my city, my home and now my study. Everything. Burn it. The study. Her chambers. Her decorations in the palace. Her shops. Her buildings. Whatever she has tainted. Burn it. "

He turned and walked off into the dark corridor. "I wish not to be disturbed," he called over his shoulder. "I have some things I need to contemplate."

And in the darkness, a male adolescent stood. Smirking, he disappeared into the shadows.


*Kaito

**WHO'STHATVOCALOID? IIIIT'S LUKA! Sorry guys...I had to kill her.

I intended for this to be a oneshot, but... I wanted to build suspense x3

What do you think? Review. Criticism excepted. (Just don't be a jerk about it.)

Loves ya, ShadowPrincess02