Chapter 1

This is a new story I thought of one day, hopefully I'll be able to update it often along with my other story. WARNING: This isn't a kid-friendly story, there will be violence, blood, language, and possibly rape. The first chapter will be talking in past tense in order to get to the story. If you don't like these sorts of things, please turn around now!

Kaneki's POV:
It all started when I met HER, the insolent sow who landed me in this shithole of a prison. How did I get here, you ask? Well let me tell you the life I had before I landed in jail.

I was an ordinary nineteen-year old college student, naïve and kind, not the kind of person to commit any sort of crime. I was generally really shy around others so I clung to my childhood friend, Hideyoshi Nagachika. But one day, my life turned to utter hell….and it was all because of a girl I ended up liking.
She was a beautiful woman, long purple hair, with eyes that matched it. The best part about her was that she liked the same books I did, her name was Rize Kamashiro. I met her in a coffee shop that me and my best friend Hide went to quite often so setting up a date with her wasn't a difficult task.

After we had our date, Rize had politely asked me to escort her home in the fear of some murderer that had been hanging around my neighborhood recently, so there was no way I was going to let her walk home alone. That's when things went to hell…..

The last thing I remembered before waking up in prison was Rize trying to kill me, though I don't know or even remember why, all I knew was that she was dead and I was now wearing a prison uniform. My first day there I screamed at the guards that I was innocent and that I had no recollection of what happened the night of my incarceration. All they did was laugh at me as they escorted me through the jail and shoved me into an already occupied cell before slamming the door behind me.

"But I'm innocent! You have to believe me!"

"Right, because that's totally why you are locked up in here with me, brat."

I turned to look at my new inmate, he seemed to be a bit older than me, but he was calling me a brat.

"The name's Nishio Nishiki, but just call me Snake, what's yours?"

"M-Me? I'm Kaneki Ken…."

Nishio just cocked his eyebrow and shifted his glasses before getting up off his bunk.

"I'm just going to go ahead and say that you're one of the wimpiest criminals I've seen in this jail, and I've seen some pretty wimpy people in here. I ended up in here because I murdered people, what about you? Seems you've done the same considering you're in here with me, kid."

"I didn't murder anyone! I swear I'm innocent!"

He started to laugh hysterically before clutching his sides from it, tears sitting on the edge of his brown eyes.

"HAH! You seriously expect me to believe that? Wow! You must be crazier than me! Denying your own crimes is just insane!"

I sighed softly and made my way over to my bunk, giving up on trying to convince my inmate of my innocence.

"So, I'm guessing the other inmates here are murderers as well, Nish- I mean Snake?"

"Yeah, majority of them anyway. Some are here for gang activity, rape, and drugs, but it's mostly murderers in this block."

"D-Do you have any, errrr, acquaintances here in the prison?

"Sure do, we're not pals or anything, but we look out for each other. There's Yomo Renji, just call him 'Crow', he's locked up for murder like us. Touka Kirishima, or 'Rabbit', but she's in the women's cell block so I only see her at mealtime. Uta is known simply as 'Tats' or 'Stone', but not much is known about him, he hangs around Crow and Itori when they eat. I think that's all my acquaintances here in this shithole."

I simply nodded as he went on about the different people he knows in this place, there are a few I'd like to get to know myself. Since the bed was technically already made I sat down and looked over at Nishio as he did the same.

"Umm, Snake? Are you….well, you know."

"Nah, I've got my own girl that's waiting on me when I get out. She's a real beaut, a keeper if you ask me, her name's Kimi which means 'Noble Future'. Even after what I've done, she still wants to be with me, crazy huh?"

"I don't think it is, she sounds like a great person so it's very nice of her that she's willing to be with you."

A loud buzzer could be heard as our door opened, so I assumed it was time to go eat with everyone else.

"Ah, fun….time for food that tastes like horseshit. Just stick close to me until we get there I suppose, since you're new here and all."

A soft snicker left my mouth as we stood and headed towards the mess hall, I took the opportunity to look at other people in my cell block. Most of them didn't look too scary, but I could tell that some of them meant serious business and could beat someone to a bloody pulp if they wanted. I decided to stay away from those sorts of people and cringed as I shuffled into the room behind Nishio.

"It's gross but it keeps you alive while you're in here so don't complain or just don't eat if you want, I don't care."

As we both grabbed our trays, I stuck close to my inmate so I could meet some of the people he talked about in our cell. At the table we decided on there was a tall guy with grey hair, though he looked young, and another young male with a bunch of tattoos and piercings. I assumed that this was Crow and Tats from Nishio's description of them.

"Ahhh, we have a newbie, he won't last long."

"Don't say that Crow, you'll frighten him off. Anyway, the name is Uta but you can call me Tats if you'd like. The grumpy fellow next to me is Yomo, but he prefers to go by Crow around here."

Uta approached me and gave me a few sniffs before turning back to his food, which startled me a bunch.

"So what's a cutie like you doing here? Did you murder like we did?"

"Tats, that's enough. Leave him alone, he probably just got here so it's better if you don't pressure answers out of him just yet."

"Oh no it's quite alright Mr. Crow, I don't mind answering Tats' questions."

Quiet chuckles left Nishio's and Uta's mouth when I said 'Mr', but I couldn't help my formalities.

"Yeah, Ken here is a murderer like we are, but he claims that he's innocent."

"Oh? Is that the case, Ken?"

"Yeah! I'm telling the truth! I was on a date and then next thing I know I'm in prison! Please, I'm not crazy you have to believe me!"

The trio looked at me like I had grown two heads and continued to eat their meal, to which Nishio's claims had been true about it.

"It's not that we don't believe you kid, it's just that your story seems unbelievable so we've decided to be skeptical about it."

All I could do was sigh and eat my disgusting meal in the hopes that this was all a nightmare and that I'm actually eating hamburger steak with my best friend.

"I'm guessing you aren't anyones' bitch yet, huh?"

"Tats! That's enough!"

"Ehhhh? Someones bitch?"

"Let's just drop it, I'll explain it later Ken."

"Oh, ok Snake, I appreciate that."

After a short conversation with the two, we dropped our trays off and I had accidentally bumped into someone.

"Oi! Shithead! Watch it you little punk!"

"OH! I'm terribly sorry sir! I-I didn't mean it!"

Before I could say anything else, I had been punched straight in the face…..I had blacked out.

I woke up in the nurse's office with half my vision blocked so I sat up and looked over at where the nurse had been sitting, she was holding a clipboard and muttering to herself.

"U-Umm, miss? Where am I? What happened?"

"You're in the infirmary. You ended up in here because one of the inmates punched you in the face, you're quite lucky that your eye wasn't damaged. However, for safety you'll need to keep that eyepatch on for a while until it heals up."

My hand reached up to cradle my eyepatch which caused me to cringe and groan in pain.

"Don't touch it you moron, it'll hurt worse."

The nurse didn't seem to have any sympathy for me at all so I got to my feet and bowed before heading out the door.

"The name is Akira Mado by the way, you take care Mr. Kaneki."

I stopped at the door and nodded before being escorted back to my cell by security guards who had shackled me up. I've only been here one day and I've already sustained an injury, fantastic….

Once I got back my inmate looked up and narrowed his eyes at me.

"You look like shit."

"Gee thanks…"

"Another thing….Eyepatch…..that's what I'll call you from now on. Ken or Kaneki is too boring so that's what I'll stick with."

"Hey! That's not very nice of you Snake, I was injured today!"

"Yeah so what? Toughen up, get used to it. Prison isn't fluffy unicorns and rainbows, you're bound to get hurt."

I sighed in defeat before getting into my bunk and placing my hand atop my eyepatch, mentally adjusting to the new 'nickname' that I will possibly be having the rest of my entire shitty life in this prison.

"Oh Eyepatch, about the prison bitch thing mentioned earlier, I suggest you watch our back everywhere you go. Because likely, someone will make you their bitch, whether you're gay or not."

"What?! N-No way!"

"I'm being deadly serious, I saw some guys staring you down so I'd be extra careful if I were you. The guards won't do shit either so you better learn some self-defense and gain some muscle real soon."

"Mmm, I gotcha."

As I stared up at the ceiling, all I could think about was getting out of here and seeing my best friend again. Gradually, I fell asleep and began to dream of freedom that was beyond my reach for who knows how long.

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