CHAPTER THREE
*Len POV
I laid in a white bed, looking for patterns in the ceiling above me. The horrible reek of medicine lingered in the air, making me want to rip off the stupid IVs attached to my arm and escape to the fresh outside air.
But, of course, that was impossible.
The director had come in earlier that day. It was not fun. He scolded- no, lectured me on my faults, saying how I was careless, didn't kill the target, failed a mission, got myself hurt, inconvienced Gakupo by making him have to go and finish up the job, made the company worry, blah blah blah.
And he already had another mission for me.
I was out for three days after Kaito saved me, giving the scientists from our corporation time to work on me. The problems in my systems were apparantly 'worked out', but the headaches still hadn't left. By three o'clock in the afternoon (it was two at the time) I would be released from the hospital and sent on my next job.
What my next job was, I didn't know. No idea W-H-A-T-S-O-E-V-E-R. So I sat, waiting until three when I would be released from this hell hole and given my mission.
Sigh.
"Len-san, it's time for you to go." a nurse in a white uniform clacked up to me in her high heels and I smiled.
"Thanks!"
She gave me a pure smirk and spun off to who-knows-where, leaving me alone in the room. I looked down to see that I had been unhooked from the machine while I was asleep, allowing me to slide out of the bed with ease. I tested my legs on the ground and found that they were stable, well, not as much as I would want them to be, but stable.
The cold floor masked the sound of my steps as I walked to the open door of my hospital room and walked down the hallway to the lobby. A couple of people looked up in surprise as I walked out from the double doors in my blue hospital gown and bare feet, but no one commented. Luckily, they couldn't tell who I was. I scanned the people waiting for a check-up and noticed someone standing in the back, clad in black with sunglasses perched on his nose.
Gotoku.
I silently walked over to him, a frown on my face. He looked up from the floor as I came near and grunted a hello.
"Hello, Gotoku." I bowed politely then gave a forced smile. "My mission?"
"Outside, this place isn't safe." He said with a gavelly voice, then looked me over and smirked. "Seems that we need to get you some clothes as well."
I blushed and stared at the floor. He chuckled and held out and arm, motioning for me to go ahead of him. I nodded and walked out of the god foresaken building, a sigh escaping my lips as I breathed in fresh air. Gotoku nudged me towards a sleek black car parked by the side of the road. The hard concrete carressed my feet as I rushed over to the car, eager to change out of the flimsy blue fabric covering my body.
Gotoku opened the door to the back seat for me and I slid in, noticing the box beside me. I looked up at him questioningly and he merely pointed to it and said 'clothes'. Gratitude swelled up inside of me and I gave him a true smile before he closed the door.
I unwrapped the package carefully and looked inside, the contents making me gasp happily. There was a completely bacl outfit, black shorts (REALLY SHORT) with a fabric chain and a piano belt, a black tank top with a white music note over the heart, and black fingerless gloves that went up past my elbows.
"Thank-you, Gotoku!" I said happily, drawing out another grunt from the man in the front seat.
I hate Gotoku, yet he was the closest human to me. Kaito and Gakupo were me best friends, and we often hung out with the other Vocaloids, but no humans seemed to stay beside us. Gotoku had been my chaperone and care taker for three years. I hated him because he gave me the stupid missions that ruined my life, but I had a strange draw to him.
He was almost like a father to me. A mysterious human who never seemed to give me any affection, yet looked after me carefully and made sure that all my requirements for life were met.
Maybe I liked him more than I allowed myself to.
Maybe he...
I shook my head and pulled out the clothes.
"Gotoku?" I asked looking up.
He grunted in reply and I laughed under my breath before continuing.
"What's my mission?"
"..." I waited for a few seconds before he answered. "You have to track down and get rid of a famous rapist known as the 'Traceless Killer'. There have been five reported murders, and three girls have gone missing. It's been two months since the first girl was found dead and no one has lived to tell us any clues on what he looks like. He's a pro."
"Oh." I blinked and looked back down at my hands. "I get to help some one."
A small smile crept it's way onto my face and I pulled off my blue gown.
'I get to do something good for once.'
*Rin POV
After being scared out of my wits from that stupid movie Miku forced me to watch, I fell asleep while the credits were still scrolling down the screen. Somehow I remember Miku pulling a blanket over me and turning off the television. We had had lots of ice cream, so my mouth still tasted sweet as I drifted off into a dream.
So how did I get here?
My mouth felt dry and tasted of bile and I could feel concrete underneath me. I sat up drowsily and put a hand to my head, trying to make sense of the scene around me with foggy eyes.
I blinked and had a retake.
A church?
I shook my head and looked around again, but the gray walls towering above me stayed the same. When I tried to stand, I felt pressure on my legs and fell to the floor again with a gasp. I looked down and saw that my ankles were tied together with rope. I raised my right hand and saw that It was tied with rope as well, but the rope's end was tied to a pew a few feet away like a leash.
As fear began to boil inside of me, I pulled at the ropes around my legs to no success. After I stared at the rope for a few seconds, then noticed how the ends of the rope were glued together. My eyes widened and I turned to look at my hand, where the rope was glued as well. About that time I noticed my body shaking from cold.
I looked around for something to cut the ropes, but found only bibles underneath the pews. I whimpered, panic starting to take over my instincts. I opened my mouth to call for help, but a hand suddenly wrapped around my mouth, muffling my scream. Blood pulsed in my ears and a stranger's breath ruffled my hair.
"Don't move, sweetheart." A greasy voce whispered in my ear. "We're going to have lots of fun."
Time froze, and my heart felt as though it would break. His other hand wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer to where he kneeled behind me. I turned my face and my eyes immidiately met with his. They were deep, with insanity and sadism dancing around the rims. Another scream tried to burst out into the open, but he simply pressed his hand harder to my mouth.
"Now, we can't have that." He pulled his arm away from my waist, but brought it back a few seconds later with a knife.
I felt something hot run down my face, dripping onto my nightgown and soaking the fabric in. Tears. He pushed the blade against my neck and grinned.
"I will now let go of your mouth, but if you scream, I will not hesitate to slice through your throat."
I nodded quickly and he took his hand away from my mouth. The moment he did, I took a huge gasp and sobbed quietly.
"What do you want? If it's money, my parents have more than enough!" I whimpered softly.
He laughed, his reeking breath filling my mouth.
"I think you are mistaken, dear girl." He said, pressing down the blade and letting a bead of blood drip onto my collarbone. "Where have you been these last two months?"
My eyes widened, finally realizing who I was with.
The Traceless Killer.
"No, no no no NO!" I cried. "Please let me go!"
He simply laughed harder and shook his head.
"Welcome to the place where you will die, Rin Kagamine."
A strangled scream filled the church and a bird flew from a rusted telephone wire just outside.
*LEN POV
I whipped up my head and looked out the window at the ghost town we were driving through.
"Did you hear that?" I asked Gotoku.
"Hmm?" He looked into the mirror above him at me.
"It sounded like a girl's scream..." I trailed off and tilted my head to the side.
I shrugged and rested my chin on my hand, staring a beautiful gray church as we paused at a stop sign. Suddenly another familiar screech filled the air, making Gotoku turn his head in surprise.
"Stop!" I cried and flung the door open, racing across the dead lawn of the church in my new boots.
'Whoever you are, please hold on!'
Rin: OMFG I'M GONNA GET RAPED!
Len: Don't worry, I will save you!
(Awkward silence...)
PuddingFlaun: uhh...
Len: Right? RIGHT?
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