To Nagisa,

Let's stop with the constant apologizing, okay? It's going to get tiring real fast. Lets just accept that you did an unforgivable thing, and you feel awful for it. There's nothing we can say to make it better.

I can't visit you until I'm eighteen, and that's still five more months away. Which seems like an eternity when I feel as though I can't resume my life again until I've seen you one last time. I walked by the forensic asylum you're being held at today, at least, I walked by as close as I could get with the ten meter high electric fence. The place looks abysmal- All grey and stony with barred windows. Although, I guess asylums aren't particularly known for their aesthetics.

I wonder if I still remember enough from my assassination training to break in?

Akari misses you too. At least, the 'Kayano' part of her does. It's hard to tell which is the real her any more. I think she struggles to tell to. Oh well. At least she's a good actress.

Your movie's coming out this month. The hype is unreal. I'm beginning to regret not skipping town. So many paparazzi trying to catch a glimpse of a survivor. 'Fans' crowding my house. The critics reviews are pretty bad though. Apparently the film is 'cliche' and 'Relies on gore'/

It sucks. The only positive is that it gave me the opportunity to pour water down at them. That was funny.

Well, Takebayashi is still alive, at least, but he [CENSORED-CENSORED-CENSORED-CENSORED-CENSORED] There's not much we can do, but hope we can see him soon.

Don't let them fry your brain with ect or muddle it with drugs- at least until December when I come to visit.

I want to talk.

- Karma.

Nagisa re-read the letter again and again, chuckling despite himself. The threats to break into the asylum, the revelation he'd poured water on his harassers. That letter was so utterly... Karma!

The sound of the blue haired boy's laughter reverberated off the windowless walls of his empty cell. It had been a month since he'd wrote to Karma, and this was his reply. Why had the staff decided to censor the information about Takebayshi again though? To torture him- most likely.

The people who worked here seemed to enjoy making him suffer. They would 'forget' to untie him and take his blindfold off after an experiment, leaving him in the dark for days or even hours (it was hard to tell) and he was sure they often ramped up the electric current, or jabbed him purposefully hard with a needle just to see him squirm. The suffering and isolation had started taking it's toll on his mind.

Differentiating between fantasy and reality had become more difficult. Don't let them fry your brain. He couldn't promise anything.

'I walked by the forensic asylum you're being held at today.' Karma seemed to know more about Nagisa's whereabouts than Nagisa himself did. So he was in an asylum- that made sense. His handlers would never answer his questions. He'd stopped speaking to them- they'd just gag him.

But then- why was he being treated in a laboratory? He hadn't seen any other patients, either. Surely, even for evil killers like him, this was illegal? Who was behind it?

The sound of heavy footsteps broke Nagisa's concentration. They were coming back..

The door creaked as it was pushed open and the white-masked figures walked in. Nagisa's eyes widened. He started to shake again and grabbed the letter tight. Fear clenched him.

"Nagisa Shiota." A male voice said. "The procedures will now resume. If you want to retain your letter-writing privileges, I suggest you cooperate."


"Nagisa-chan w-why are you doing this?" 'Karma' cried out, tears filling his brown eyes. He was shirtless, his arms tied above his head, showing off his well-defined six-pack. A maniacal grin grew on 'Nagisa's' face, a she traced her finger down his chest suggestively.

"Because, darling you belong to me now~ Nobody is going to take you away from me." 'Nagisa' simpered, her long black hair falling into her eyes. "I can do various things to you now~"

"N- No please!" 'Karma' cried. "I was saving myself for Manami-Chan!"

"Heh- too late for that now~" 'Nagisa' smirked, as she started to undo his trousers. "Here, Sweetheart, let me make you feel better."

Karma cringed- this film was even worse than he expected-Over the top gore, Nagisa's torture turned into fetish fodder, cliche characters, bad acting; And they have the nerve to say 'based on a true story'.

Karma didn't know why he thought it was a good idea for him to sneak out of the house with a hood over his face and come to watch the film exploiting the most traumatic thing that had ever happened to him, but he had. He never had been good at staying away from things he should.

Okuda and he had been portrayed as pure, wholesome, popular members of the school who joined in on sports and helped out the elderly. It couldn't be further from the truth- Okuda was quiet, and bookish, and awkward, but sweet and hard-working and obsessed with Chemistry.

She wasn't some generic 'good girl'.

"Nagisa-san! I know you're the one behind these disappearances and killings!" 'Asano' said, his green eyes wide behind his glasses. He was hardly taller than 'Nagisa' and seemed more afraid than intimidating. "You've already killed so many people- please. Just turn yourself in- I know the police will more more lenient with you if you do- "

Nagisa smirked, taking a step forward, backing Asano up against the wall. "Oh, Class President. You've always been too smart for your own good- " She said, leaning up to play with the other's hair. Asano flinched away. He was shaking.

"So please- Will you put an end to this?" He whimpered. Nagisa pretended to think.

"Hmm- no! I wont let you or anyone else tear me away from my Karma!" Nagisa shrieked. She pulled out a knife and slashed in across Asano. "Now, let's have some fun, shall we?"

The rest of the cinema gasped a blond haired girl in the front row buried her face in her boyfriend's chest., But Karma had to stifle a laugh. Asano would be pissed at his portrayal on film. He tried to imagine the real Asano crying and cowering like the one on screen, but not even Karma's imagination would stretch that far. Where did the film-makers get the idea of portraying Asano as the wimpy nerd kid?

"Killing you isn't enough- I'm going to mark you for life!" Nagisa cackled, as she held Asano down and dragged a knife across his skin.

Karma immediately stopped laughing, all humor leaving him as his own scars started to tingle. Suddenly, this film felt too real, and he had to look away for a moment.

"This isn't you, Nagisa." Akari said, her blond hair blowing behind her for dramatic effect (Even though the setting was inside). "Your abusive mother and our cruel headmaster and merciless bullies made you this way. If you keep this up, Karma will die."

The screen panned across to the room, showing Okuda's dead body (which for some reason hadn't rotted at all) and Karma, who was still shirtless and was covered in scratches.

"N- No I love Karma!" Nagisa cried, tears running down her face. She ran over and kissed Karma but he didn't wake up. "Karma! Karma! Nooo!"
She ran and jumped out the window, her body smacking into the floor, and ending up unrealistically intact. The camera zoomed in.

The End.

Nagisa's eye flashed open.

Or is it?

Well. That was a stupid fucking ending. Karma thought to himself. He wasn't too sure how he was supposed to feel after re-watching the B-movie version of his trauma, scared? angry? triggered? But he mostly just felt annoyed that he'd wasted any money on such a lame movie.

But still. It had made him feel alive for a little while. He felt a little less numb than normal as he walked out of the cinema. His emotions a little less dulled. he felt a fammiliar ache in his stomach, and sting in his scar.

Nagisa Shiota

Nagisa Shiota

Nagisa Shiota.

His worst fear and greatest obsession. The boy he had built his identity around. This wasn't healthy, maybe he should just try to forget all about it- He thought of Gakushuu who had moved away to boarding school, dyed his hair and lived under an alias. Maybe Karma could do that too?

But then, when Karma got home and saw Nagisa's letter in the mail-box, he knew that it was impossible.


So I regurgitated the original trashy story into an even trashier parody film! I know I've been shitty at updating, but ty for all the reviews, follows and favs!

So Karma still can't escape the slasher's shadow, and Nagisa can't escape from being experimented on (Not that he'd try, since he still thinks he deserves it). These two characters have been through so much they're pretty numb at this point, but they still can't let what happened go.

What do you think should happen next?