A/N

Okay, wow. So, I'm going to be writing a second part to Banica's Dream. Just, you know, because. And I'm happy to see that my first chapter was liked. :P SOOOO HAPPY~ Okay so here's mah new chapter.

Ritsone, Rukina, Monette, and Daifa are not original Evillious Chronicles characters. They're based off of the UTAU's

Namine Ritsu, Yokune Ruko, Momone Momo, and Defoko (Utane Uta)

Kayo's Downfall

It had been two days, since... it happened. How do you do. Good afternoon. How could he treat me like such a stranger? Kayo was a stranger to him, but he was no stranger to her.

The town was in an uproar. An entire family had been murdered that week. One at a time, day by day. He was last. A husband and father to two beautiful daughters. He had been stabbed to death by the scissors of the great tailor.

How funny it is that everyone has been interrogated but myself. The authorities of the law are too stupid to compete with our everlasting love.

First, she had taken him into her bedroom. She cleaned the wounds so there would be no sign of assault. She stroked the hair of the cold body. I loved you... to much, I suppose. Then she had shaved the heads of the family, linking the hairs to make a silky thread. Kayo burned the bodies of his wife and daughters, but left his body safe under her cot.

Perhaps no one will ever catch me. I've done quite well with my work. No one has even suspected a thin- DING DONG

A woman and a small boy had been standing at the door. The lady had harshly grabbed the hand of the boy and dragged him to the desk, despite the fact that Kayo was not behind it. Kayo then quickly stood from the ground where she had been sewing, and scurried to the desk.

"Good evening, miss," Kayo said, bowing.

"Good evening."

"How can I help you?"

"I need my boy's coat to be fixed. It has a few holes and needs to be lengthened an inch or two," the woman answered, guesturing to the flaws in the coat.

"Yes, ma'am," Kayo grinned in reply.

She took the coat and took it back to another tailoring place with the two following without invitation. As Kayo began to set the coat down as well as prop herself on the floor, the woman noticed what she had been previously sewing.

"What a beautiful obi! The colours are gorgeous!" the woman hurried over to the obi, picking it up and detaching it from it's tools. "And it's so soft. What thread is this?"

Kayo chuckled. "Oh, it's just a thread that my sister brought me from Marlon."

"I've never seen anything like it before in my life. Your sister definitely has good taste."

She continued to tailor the coat. Stitching the hole closed, and breaking old seams. But Kayo seemed to grow a bit worried with the small family's presence so far back in her shop, so close to her bedroom. They would never find out. An idiotic lady such as herself and a little boy. Even with her encouagement, she still grew worried. Her fears were sealed when she noticed the little boy search around and sniffing the air with a disturbed look on his face.

"Momma, something smells bad," the little boy said. "It hurts my nose."

She slapped the little boys hand. "Ritsone! Don't be so rude."

Kayo smiled. "It's fine. I don't mind."

Kayo had been so preoccupied with her fear, it took her hours into the night to fix the coat. The woman sat there, reading a book, constantly adjusting her reading glasses, and Ritsone continued to search out the shop. What is he looking for?

It was around midnight when the lady got up to leave with her son.

"I'll have it done by tomorrow evening," Kayo said waving off the two as they walked down the street.

She locked the door and began to head into her bedroom. She pulled out a basket from under her cot and the body was there. Her hand rubbed against it's pale face. They'll be finding you soon enough, my love.

Kayo opened the shop early, and continued tailoring the coat. The sky was cloudy and there were many sunshowers through out the morning. Ritsone and his mother didn't make an appearance all day, but his was all good news to her.

She began to craze with anxiety. She'd laugh. She'd cry. If... if they a-HAHAHAHAHAHA if they're gonna find him huehuehue I'll but on a show. She carried on with her work in hysterical laughter. Laughter until tears.

The clock was set at 3:15 when there was a the bell at the front door went off. Kayo quickly ran to the door... but nobody was there. Just a note.

Please meet us at the teashop for some tea this evening. The teashop where the first murder had taken place. You know it don't you?

- Rukina & Ritsone

Oh, joy! HAHAHA I've been invited to tea.

The sky grew darker and darker. It was pitch black before the sunset. Kayo walked down the road with a purple parasol over her head and her beloved scissors in her pocket. Looks like it's going to rain she was told so many times by the people on the street. She could only stiffly nod in reply.

By the time she arrived to the tea shop. It had already started pouring rain. The mixed sunset and storm caused the sky to glow a cold, dark blue. When she walked in, there was no sign of either Rukina or Ritsone, but she happily walked out. Outside, there was no one either.

The rain had caused everyone to take shelter, leaving Kayo alone. She walked down an ally beside the tea shop. Deep, deep down the dark ally she continued until... FLASH. In that moment, she was surrounded by people with glowing faces. Then they all disappeared. The biggest lightning bolt Kayo had ever seen had surrounded her, followed by the crashing of immense thunder.

She began to breath heavily and ran as fast as she could to the opening of the ally. She turned behind her in time for another flash of lightning, reavealing people running following her. Kayo finally escaped the ally and ran into the street. She looked both up and down the street revealing pure darkness. Not a single building on the whole black had a lit room, leaving the street black. The rain continued to poar down as she scrambled to her shop, losing her parasol along the way.

They were just a building away. Rukina opened the door as her little boy ran in, but was startled to hear his scream as he ran back to her. She took a few steps in then looked up from him.

What... What kind of foul joke is this? There stood a pale, blue haired body wearing Ritsone's coat.

Rukina fell to her knees. How insane was this... this... this bitch?

They both jumped when there simultaneous thunder and lighting appeared lighting up the room. Turning behind them, they saw the silhouette of their enemy supported by the lighting. Her hair was drenched and hanging in her face, while her face was covered in running make-up. In her hands, was her favourite pair of scissors.

Rukina began to hyperventilating, stepping back with Ritsone. Kayo stepped forward, opening and closing her scissors. She scoffed at them. But her giggle slowly turned into maniacal laughter. Kayo swung her scissors their way causing Ritsone to scream. He ran across the room, knocking the body over.

"HOW DARE YOU TOUCH MY LOVER!"

In that moment, threw her arm forward towards Ritsone. Ritsone screamed. Rukina screamed. Everything was ending.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-OO!"

All Ritsone saw was a pink head fly off of it's shoulders. Blood had splattered across the faces of the witnesses, and as her body collapsed, her scissors were thrown across the room.

The one responsible of the death turned to Rukina.

"Thank you for going through such trouble, but we just couldn't watch anyone else get hurt. Right, Monette?"

A wide-eyed girl in the front of the group behind them nodded. "Mmm hmm."

"Th-thank you for finishing the job, Daifa. It would've been the end of us if you hadn't... done... what-you-did," Rukina replied.

"Monette," Daifa stepped up to the girl. "I believe this is where you come in."

Monette nodded again.

"Ladies and gentleman, Enbizaka's new tailor."

If Daifa hadn't beheaded the terror, my son and I would've died. Who knows who else would've died. I remember when I watched the dead body change. From tall and healthy to short and bony. Her beautiful pink hair became cold and dark. What terrors has this girl gone through? I asked Daifa, and asked her Papa, the ruler, her records and said that she had made a deal with a Mage to switch bodies. Of course, that is a rumour. And now we're just hoping our new tailor will be less homocidal than the last.

A/N

Apparently, I have an infatuation with beheading people. I don't know, I just do.

This is the first time I've written a fanfiction with the intention of freaking people out a little bit. I was shooting for a Rear Window, you know, really boring and then just BOOM you don't see it coming.

It didn't end as smooth as I wanted it to, but that's okay. I hope you liked it!

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