-This is a work of fiction based on characters created by Monkey Punch (Kazuhiko Kato). It is an angst/drama PARODY, with a twist of lemon. Rated T for language, violence, and sexual situations. Jigen is © Monkey Punch, and is used without permission. This work is written purely for entertainment value. Please don't sue me.-

-This story was inspired by the song 'Hello Nurse' (from the cartoon Animaniacs). I have little patience for Mary-Sue characters, and Rayne Anderson (this story's main character) is a Mary-Sue in every sense of the term. If you hate this story... if you hate Rayne Anderson and want to see her eaten by rabid hedgehogs... if you post a review telling me that my main character is a mind-crushing example of a Mary-Sue... then I've been successful.-

-Once again, this is a PARODY. Please bear this in mind before flaming me, 'k?-


A shot in the dark.

"Momma?"

There is blood everywhere. Her mother is gasping, each breath wet and bubbling. The gaping hole in her stomach oozes a dark red substance, like strawberry jam on a morning slice of toast. Her blue dress has turned purple. Rayne hugs her stuffed rabbit tightly as she cowers in her Secret Place.

There is a crashing noise from the kitchen, and she sees her father's smartly-shined shoes as he stumbles into the living room. He screams, a single word:

"No!"

He rushes to his wife's side, holding her in his arms as she tries to speak his name. She coughs. A stream of blood flies from her mouth, staining his cheek with its crimson kiss. The light in her eyes goes out forever.

Rayne sees her father rise from the floor, covered in her mother's blood. His white dress shirt is now scarlet. He turns to the door. A pair of legs appears in the doorway, and the gun roars again. Her father falls in front of the green Chippendale sofa, inches away from Rayne's face. She knows it is her father, because of his shoes.

Rayne bites down on her stuffed rabbit to keep herself from screaming. Her eyes sting with tears, but she knows, even at the tender age of eight, that this is something she must watch. Something she must remember.

Something she must avenge.