Alright so, entire new chapter for "What did I know?" It's gonna be thee first chapter! So excited, to finally, FINALLY, start this story. So sorry that I had to make you wait, hopefully I can make it worth your while? [Yes] or [No]? Okay the answer... No one knows? Okay, okay FINE...
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Story:

What Did I Know?

Chapter 1:

"Patching things up"


( Len POV: )

Finally I arrived at my house close to noon. By then the girl was bleeding like a pig. Her hand still curled in the same position as before. I had thought before reaching the house she'd be dead. Surprisingly her eyes were still open and hollow as ever. Resembling a foggy mirror, in the bathroom after a hot shower. She was looking as dead as a doornail. Just when I was going to take her to the back room her eyes opened slightly. Then it occurred that this one was going to be a fighter.

The first thing I did was wear a mask, for the surgery I was going to perform. There would be no anesthetics or injections. It would be a test to see if this pain could be endured. Slowly the scissors cut away her bloody clothing, plastered to her skin. Once those things were out of the way, there would be pressure to apply to that gash along her neck. Profusely the blood was just everywhere. Even the extra dressings were becoming soaked. All I could do was apply more bandages, a gauze here and there. Then the more difficult step had arrived, to stitch up all these wounds.

Her body was growing pale, more ever than she ever was. There was only black stitch in the case, it would have to do at the moment. The needle was already prepped which was just my luck. The sharp needle dug into the white flesh, going under and returning to me. This process would take a few hours that's for sure. The girls fingers twitched a bit and moved as the needle continued to slide in.

This was beginning to get messy, fortunately I had my gloves on. The best part of having a doctor for a father, his house was full of old unused equipment. The needle had already been sterilized and all that was left was to place some bandages in place. It was exhausting, I even worked up an appetite doing all this work. Her eyes were shut after the surgery. It made me wonder if she would actually survive, my amateur surgery to save her life.

It took me only a second to realize that my clothes were a nightmare, and I had left that naked girl on the operation table downstairs. I returned to the basement and saw her laying still in the same spot that I had left her. Just a sheen white cloth placed over her, I had to remember she wasn't dead YET. With that cloth still wrapped around her I lifted her being gentle and placed her in a room upstairs, next to my room. When she was placed there in the bed, her hand fell off the corner of the mattress. Lightly I laid her arm on her stomach not wanting her to wake up with a dead arm.

In the meantime I would shower, wash away all this thick blood and muck on my body and soul. The hot water seemed to scald my skin, to the point of it turning red. That was always a sign that told me that I was taking a good shower. The caked on blood was very difficult to get off. It was thick and still under my fingernails. This is the lifestyle that has become a routine for me. You murder someone, you must always take a shower afterwards. Apparently nowadays murderers don't follow that rule. That's the most reasonable reason that they're caught.

Unlike me, I'm always careful, there are no screw ups. You will never find cops showing up at my doorstep. I know what days there are cameras at clubs, and I lerk in the shadows. There was that girls blood all over my hands, that operation did not go as smoothly as planned. Therefore the next precaution I'll take is wearing the green outfit that haunts me. My father the surgeon he is, he wears that disgusting green suit daily.

Now that I recall it, I have always despised my father. He hates me for a dumb reason anyways. Then again, I remember that, her death was not my fault. My mother's death was nobody's fault. She had brain cancer, that is no ones cause. It happens, for all I know maybe it was her time to die. Maybe she had to leave me at three.

When I finished my shower, I got dressed and decided to do some investigating. That bunny girls backpack was in the kitchen, why not take a look through her stuff. The kitchen was dead at the time of night, only six hours ago I technically kidnapped that girl, highly doubt anybody will notice her absence.

Her bag was grey with yellow straps, pretty lame for a girl like her. Inside her bag was all her school items and student ID. Her student ID card should tell me everything I need to know. And bunny girl's name is...Rin Kagamne. I paused for a second and realized all she's missing a letter 'I' and you got my last name. I Len Kagamine, the only son of the doctor who makes miracles happen. He saves more lives than a guardian angel. Bunny girl and I aren't related somehow this I know for sure. What a surprise she goes to the same school as well. And she's in the twelfth grade?!

There must be something wrong with that, cause she looks like she's no older than sixteen. She's short, and like anorexic...she has no woman like features. No breast, or curves...just nothing... Deeper in her bag, I found piano wire and gloves, that makes me think. Does she repair pianos or something? How odd is that?

Also there was a girly cellphone and a pair of keys. With her bag half empty now, I found more treasure including a wallet and what looked like a bow. It was a white ribbon tied to an orange, now that was just plain freaky. On the fruit there was a chibi face drawn on it with cheap magic marker. Her binder had a couple pictures in the front cover of her.

"What a beautiful smile...", she took the picture with some other girl with fireball red hair and ruby eyes. "Rin...eh?" I took a closer look at the picture and noticed a cabin in the background. No longer being curious, I stuffed the backpack again with her belongings and left to my room. It was already late and dark, it had been a long day. A good nights rest should be all I need to endure tomorrow.

While entering my room, the Rin girl came to mind. It would be best to check on her before going to sleep. Inside the room, she was still as I had left her. Only this time, her breathing was haywire. It didn't sound right, I flipped on the bedside lamp and took a closer look. Her face was lobster red, her body was quivering. Most likely a reaction to no Meds after the surgery. I placed a hand on her forehead and immediately tore it away. She was burning up, but the question was, what exactly had caused this. Playing stupid has never done me good, not even in situations as serious as these.

The best I would do was pop a couple aspirins in her mouth and hope for the best. So that is exactly what I'll do. I popped the lid off the pill bottle and grabbed two pills. Two should be enough for her, then again she is like sixteen or seventeen for all I know. Maybe three would be the right amount to be used? Just to be safe, I placed three in her mouth. Forgetting that she would need water to wash those down. By the time I was about to grab some water. Her eyes opened and startled me.

Her eyes were still soft and glassy looking. If she's awake then she most likely can swallow those pills without the water. Her arm moved a bit as she moved her head gradually to me. It made me question if she remembered the face of her killer. Yet again that scary smile formed on her cracked lips. That same smile that made me want to punch a wall in, it was that Disturbing. She interested me too, just not that smile made me curious but her whole story.

Rin girl was beginning to creep me out, she made direct eye contact with me for over two minutes. When her eyes closed again, there was some relief, tension vanished from me. In a split second I left that room and returned to mine. No longer did I want to experience that anymore. That is just not normal.


( Rin POV: )

My head was throbbing and my body was on fire. I felt like I was going to throw up my guts and die finally. My eyes stung and my legs felt as heavy as tree trunks. It was difficult to open my eyes, just a bit. My hands were shaking for no apparent reason. I slowly touched my head to feel a bandage of some sort. Then I fell back into this bed, like texture. There was a strange boy that was staring at me for the longest time. He seemed to be bothered or troubled by something. For as soon as my eyes closed...he was gone... It was as if he was like a ghost of some kind.

His face I don't recall... I can't seem to remember what has happened. Almost my entire body was wrapped in bandages and my gut was really hurting. What happened...? Where am I...? Why...don't I know...?

My head was aching badly, it felt it was going to explode. Even my left hand had a wrap on it. For some reason I felt drowsy, enough to sleep like this. Just as before my eyelids shut to not open again. Everything was just lights out and dark...was I going to die?


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-Chapter End-

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A/N I really hope that this first chapter was interesting, and likable. After all I haven't updated this in a while. So anyone find my foreshadowing? If you did then that's great for you! Because its not in Rin's point of view if you're wondering. Len mentions something, not about the creepy smiling, but something else. Well, you will just have to see. This is going to be roughly 24 chapters or 20. I am trying to do the math. There are many events and things that are going to happen. Sorry to say but the ending is going to be unpredictable. I will shock you, and to help you out I will have more foreshadowing. This was going to be a Halloween story BUT, it doesn't matter right? A horror is a horror right? Gouda.

Thank You so very much for Reading!

-SPK03-

Till next time~