Hey! So here's another chapter X3 I know this update took longer than usual, so I'm sorry even though it wasn't really my fault... If you want to know exactly what happened, 'Rin' explained everything at the beginning of her story (since I'm the one who corrects, edits and posts everything, and I couldn't do that either, so she wanted to explain it to her followers) I believe that it was in chapter 4 of part 2 of The Rebels. You probably don't care, but just thought I'd mention it XD Anyway! Enjoy and leave a review!
One more thing! So, in one of the reviews, someone wanted me to do an update on who is alive, so here you go: Gakupo's group: Gakupo, Luka, Haku, Neru, Gumi, Ia, Meiko. Teto has disappeared, and Miki is (you will see ;) ) pretty much dead. Rin and Len are still alive, but something's not quite right with Len. And, Rin has a giant cut running along her forearm.
Chapter 11: Doll
"Oh, for the love of God," Gakupo muttered, stopping short.
It hadn't been long since they'd exited the slaughterhouse where they'd lost SeeU and Ted. Teto and Miki had also disappeared not even an hour ago.
"Can't we just not go in?" Haku said.
"Yeah," Meiko agreed. "It's pretty simple; don't open the door."
"Well, what do you want us to do?" Luka snapped angrily at her sarcasm. "Go back to the slaughterhouse so we can all get murdered?"
"Right," Gumi said, rolling her eyes. "Because one of us is a murderer who enjoys killing our friends."
Luka glared at her, ready to reply, but Gakupo cut in, trying to avoid another fight.
"That's enough," he said firmly. "Luka's right; we can't go back, which means we have to go in. Unless someone has a better idea."
No one said anything. Gakupo whipped around and opened the heavy, steel door. It creaked on its hinges, leading to a long hall with dim, fluorescent over-head lights. The walls were completely white, giving to area a ghostly feel.
Gakupo walked in first, the others following shortly after. They made their way down the long hallway, their footsteps echoing throughout the empty space. About halfway down the hallway, a large window put on display whatever was inside the room, a door standing right beside it.
Gumi pressed her face against the window, her hands cupped around her eyes to remove the reflection. She squinted, peering through the darkness on the other side.
"Well, this is ironic," Gumi snorted, finally discerning something. "We're in a hospital. Although," she added, pulling away from the window to face the group, "I bet it's not a real hospital."
A loud thump sounded against the glass, startling everyone in the group. Gumi jumped back with a yelp, turning to see what had happened.
Two hands covered in blood were pressed up against the window. They turned into little fists and smacked the glass again.
"Teto!" Ia yelled, rushing to the window.
No one else move, still stunned by the sudden reappearance of Teto. Teto's face showed up on the other side of the window. Her eyes were wide with surprise and horror. She had long cuts on her arms, hands and face, still bleeding.
"Help me!" Teto screamed, her voice muffled by the glass that separated them.
Gakupo jumped into action, grabbing the handle of the door and twisting it. However, the door didn't open. He rattled the handle, pulling harder, but still, it didn't budge. He rammed it violently with his shoulder, only managing to hurt himself.
"Hurry up!" Ia shrieked, the others staring with wide eyes.
"The goddamn door won't open!" Gakupo yelled, frustrated.
Teto was right there, bleeding with a terrified look on her face, and he couldn't reach her.
"Step back," Gakupo ordered, drawing his sword from its sheath.
Ia obeyed, Teto taking a step back as well. She then whipped her head around, looking back at something the darkness hid from everyone else. When she looked back, tears had sprung into her eyes and were running down her face.
"Please hurry!" Teto begged, her voice barely audible through the glass. "It's coming!"
Gakupo pulled his arm back, readying himself to strike the glass with the back of his sword.
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Len pushed open the slightly ajar door from which the sound was coming from. He waltzed in, completely uncaring. Rin eyed him, thinking he was acting strange. He was being reckless, not careful like before. But, Rin trusted him and followed after him.
The melancholic melody filled the large room. She knew it was a music room because of its size, but also because of the stands scattered about. Other than those and a grand piano in the far right corner, the room was completely deserted.
Rin looked to the piano; someone was sitting there, their back facing her, playing the song without looking to see who had entered the room. It occurred to her that the person looked familiar; small, thin figure, long, red hair.
"Miki!" Rin squeaked, recognition almost knocking her off her feet.
She started to walk towards her friend, but Len grabbed her arm. His grip was tight. He roughly pulled her backwards and smacked her against the wall.
"Len!" Rin screamed angrily. "What are you doing?"
He grabbed her other arm, tightening his fingers around them.
"Let go!" Rin yelled, thrashing to escape his hold. "That hurts!"
A sadistic smile was stretched across his face, his eyes sparkling with pleasure. Inside of his mind, Len was fighting against himself, trying to take control again. What the hell is happening? he thought. He grabbed her wrists with one hand and drove them against the wall over her head.
Rin continued to fight, but Len's hold was firm. His free hand reached down to his belt and pulled out a knife Rin didn't even know he had. She stared at it, her eyes wide with horror.
"Len," she hissed. "What the fuck are you doing?"
SHIT! Len yelled to himself. What am I doing? He tried to will himself to put the knife down, but in vain. He drove the knife up and rested the blade against her neck, applying pressure. NO! Len yelled, panicking. Rin stared at him, her eyes filled with terror.
"No," Len murmured quietly.
"Put the knife down," Rin said slowly, her voice shaking with fear.
Len tried to pull it away, but his hand didn't budge. He stared at her, the smile and sparkling eyes replaced with a horror-filled expression.
"I'm trying," he whimpered, straining to move.
The knife dug into Rin's skin and blood dripped down from the small cut. Rin whimpered in pain, tears welling up into her eyes. Len fought desperately, trying to pull away. But, he couldn't; he was going to kill her.
He felt tears come into his own eyes. Was this really how this was going to end? Him killing his own sister, the one person he loved in the whole world? Maybe it was his punishment for wanting her, for thinking of her in a way she probably wouldn't like.
"I love you," Rin whispered in a barely audible voice, tears streaming down her face.
Len stared at her wide eyed, forgetting about everything that was happening. Had he heard right? With one last effort, he pulled the knife away. His entire body felt weak, as if all the energy had suddenly been sucked out of him. He fell to his knees gasping for breath.
"Len!" Rin warned.
He turned his head. Miki, who had been playing the song, was now sitting up straight in her seat, her hands by her side. The song, Len thought. Must've been the thing messing around with my brain. He gripped the knife tighter as Miki stood up.
Something clearly wasn't right. Miki's head hung limply on her shoulders, and the tips of her toes were brushing the floor, as if she were floating. Strange pieces of metal stuck out from her joints, the skin around it red and dripping with blood.
"Miki?" Rin called out hesitantly.
She got up and slowly turned around, revealing her face. Her eyes were sown shut and her mouth held into a smile by thick pieces of rope. Tears streamed down her face; she was alive and probably in a lot of pain.
Len stood up, his legs still feeling weak. He held the knife in front of him, standing protectively in front of Rin. Miki moved towards them, her feet making an eerie dragging sound on the wooden floor.
"Stop Miki," Len said firmly, his tone menacing.
"Len!" Rin squeaked. "We have to help her!"
"Remember what happened to Lily?" Len replied, wanting to explain quickly.
Rin didn't reply. He could feel that she was frightened and unsure, but that she trusted him and his judgement. Miki was coming dangerously close.
"That's enough!" Len yelled.
Miki stopped moving. He could feel her staring at them though he couldn't see her eyes. A quiet moan came from her mouth. She then started sobbing silently. The sobs grew louder before turning into some kind of maniacal laugh. Shit, Len thought. This can't be good.
Before he even realized it, she was in front of him, moving so fast, his brain didn't have time to process it. Fuck, he thought. He tried to swing the knife at her, but her arm shot up from the side, landing a blow against his ribs. He heard a crack as the fist connected before flying off to the side and landing hard against the wall.
"Len!" Rin shrieked.
He was dizzy, struggling to stay awake. His vision was spotted with black, but he saw Miki grab Rin's hair and lift her off the floor as she screamed. How could Miki be this strong? Her punch sent him flying halfway across the room.
Rin continued to yell, and Len tried to get up. His breath was cut off by pain; he definitely had a broken rib. He braced his arm around himself thoughtlessly, pain exploding around his side. More spots clouded his vision before fading to complete darkness.
"Rin," he whispered as he lost consciousness.
