A/N:

Disclaimer: I do not own Vocaloid, blood bags or anything else. XD (Lol..what?)

P.S. I had to change some eye colours for the story. :P I also hoped this isn't very creepy and I don't have to change the rating to M. Since I really don't see this as being mature. D: Oh also, one part made me laugh really hard when I was editing it because it sounded so dirty. :P

I was really worried about writing this because I wasn't sure what to do, but hopefully it turned out alright. =_=

I hope you enjoy! Thanks so much for ready! And sorry if this is really weird and super cheesey! :D My bad. Oh and if there are any spelling or grammatical errors please tell me! Thanks!

Cages

"Thanks," I mumbled, grabbing the drink from the bartender's hands.

After I'd finally got my mind back from all it's chaos I realized I didn't know where the hell I was. I'd figured it was in the subway or something, somewhere underground. But I didn't think they had cafes and bars around this area, especially not open at this time. I was currently in a bar, or so I assumed. It was a pretty shady place. I didn't like it but I needed something to drink and cool myself down. I couldn't make myself go back home, or to any so-called friends houses. So I figured I'd stay here for a bit until I was ready to head back. The people here were so engrossed in their drinks that I assumed they wouldn't bother me for awhile.

I smiled at the bartender, and sipped my drink; he was attractive and incredibly tall. It was pretty dark in the bar, his hair seemed black but I think it was more a darkish purple, he seemed to be somewhat of a fighter as well. Bruises and scares were all over his arms and face, with bandages on some of them. The most curious thing about him was his eyes; they were red, almost like the man in my nightmares. But his didn't seem so calm or gentle they seemed angry. It was frightening.

Gulping down more of my drink, I realized it tasted kind of off. I ordered hot chocolate; it tasted like it but with a strange after taste. It tasted incredibly thick and the colour seemed a bit strange.

Blinking I began to feel dizzy, I shakily put my drink down on the bar. I felt so sick, and clutched my stomach attempting to make the feeling stop. My head was throbbing and I plunked it down on the bar.

'What the hell is in this drink!' I thought frightened. Looking up at the bartender I realized he had put something in it. His lips curved into a smirk and and he leaned down to my eye level. So he was staring directly into my eyes.

"Little girls like you shouldn't be in places like this. Something might happen." He uttered; smirking even more as my eyes became heavy and finally closed leaving everything dark.

I woke up panting and weak. The room I was in was incredibly dark and the floor seemed dirty and damp. It smelled musty and I heard crying from around the room.

"Hello!" I yelled, tears beginning to well in my eyes, I was really scared.

I crawled forward, reaching out with my hands to see if I'd hit any walls. I didn't hit walls, but bars.

'Was I trapped in a cage? There were other people in here as well, were they all in cages? What the hell was this? What if I was raped! Or kidnapped by a murderer? That psycho bartender.'

I gulped, thinking of all these scenarios. I needed to get out of here. Crawling again I realized I was restrained by a chain attached to my leg. It was chained to the wall on the other side. Well more like a jail cell then a cage. I crawled back to the middle of the cell and began to stand up. Not sure if the cell was full length or incredibly short. I soon discovered that it was full in size. I really wish there would be light in here, but maybe I wouldn't want to see the other people in the cells. And what had been done to them. My wish was sadly, but immediately answered by lights flickering on and a door slamming from the other side of the large room.

"Oi, all of you wake up!" A voice roared, it seemed incredibly familiar and the bartender's face flashed through my mind.

"That bastard," I muttered.

Looking around me I finally noticed the floor was damp from a crimson liquid. Blood. It was full of blood.

"Oh God!" I yelped in fear, and rushed to a cleaner area in the cell.

Looking around I realized everything was disgusting and dirty, not just from blood but dirt and other muck. The bars had locks on them that could only be reached from the outside. There were cells across from me the one infront of me held a dark skinned girl with black hair. Her face was covered in blood and she was weeping. Her eyes were a bright red, once I looked at the other people in the cells their faces were all drenched in blood and the majority of them had the same colour of eyes. Only a few had normal coloured eyes, and those few didn't have much grime and blood smeared on them.

"Hey princess, what are you zoning out about?" Looking up I stared at the man who drugged my drink. His usual smirk was plastered across his face, and I could clearly see his eyes now. They were a different red then the others they weren't bright, but a deep, blood red.

"The names Taito, nice to meet you." He smiled, obviously being sarcastic and internally laughing at me.

"What the fuck did you do to me, to all of us?" I uttered, glaring.

"You're really not intimidating you know." He chuckled, "A little blonde girl like yourself isn't very scary."

I frowned, annoyed at that. I was stronger then I looked, and I wasn't little.

"Atleast I'm not a freak like you." I spat, he laughed again, he must've thought everything I said was entirely stupid.

"Hmm, that's what most people say to me, to everyone like me," Standing up and spreading his arms out he continued, "But they're inferior to us. They're truly stupid, but we are out numbered. Thus we stay hidden. There's no use starting anything until we've turned enough of them into our own." He smiled, glancing down at me, "I'll let you ponder on that for awhile." He finally finished leaving the view of my cell and walking down to the door that closed this holding area off from everything else.

I didn't understand what he was talking about. Who is he referring to? What the hell does he mean by people like him? Crazy red-eyed people I guess. I definitely did ponder on what he said for awhile. And only concluded they were deformed albino llamas, but much less cool. But they can change people into their own as well. Which I didn't get, I mean I'm not turning into some red-eyed, crack head anytime soon.

But maybe he was torturing people to come to his side, it explains the blood. And people were puking up their blood because of it, so that's why they have it on their faces. But they all looked intact, the worst was their faces and they seemed bruised and such. But not cut or anything incredibly severe. Atleast nothing that seemed new. Or maybe that's just me trying to be optimistic in this mess, I.. don't want to get tortured.

I wonder if Meiko and Mikuo, and even Lily are thinking about me. I hope they worry, being forgotten is worst then being dead.

Blinking my eyes I awoke. I looked around trying to get my bearings and shifted my position so I wasn't scrunched up in the cleanest corner anymore. I heard chuckling and talking, something about me being awake. Lazily gazing over to the door of my cells, a.k.a. the bars, I noticed two men standing infront of it. Looking down at me with their red eyes, which were a brighter colour like the others. But they weren't caged, so they must've been different.

"She's new, eh?" One of the men, who had lighter hair, turned around as he spoke. Directing his speech at another man walking towards him. It was Taito obviously; who seemed to be the leader of this organization, the men must be apart of his gang. I didn't understand why only Taito had the blood-red eyes.

"Been here for about a day now. She was easy to snag, such a stupid girl." Taito laughed.

I furrowed my brows irritatedly. That bastard, I just wasn't thinking at the time….. I really don't have an excuse for being so trusting to strangers do I? I frowned at the men infront of my cell.

"You've been sleeping a lot you know? You're the last in the row, everyone else has been fed."

"Fed?" I questioned, rather disturbed.

Taito smirked crouching down and waving a blood bag infront of my face. It wasn't empty, but full of the crimson liquid, sloshing around as it moved back and forth.

"Fed this." He replied, my eyes widened.

Blood? They're feeding people blood? What the fuck?….. These twisted psychos! I swallowed a lump in my throat and looked at him, completely terrified.

"Don't worry you get used to it after awhile, even start to like it. Look at all the people in these cells, they crave it." Taito grinned, gesturing to the people around us then unlocking my cell and stepping inside with the two other men.

Shit, there's no way I could take them; they're all pretty damn tall and muscular. But blood? I'm not drinking that fucking shit. I'm not a freakin' Vampire.

Taito laughed almost immediately after that thought. Then crouched down and grabbed at my throat. One of the men held my arms down. The other tore open the blood bag, not even bothering to unscrew the cap, and passed it to Taito. Blood sloshed everywhere, as he caught it. He forced my mouth open and poured the liquid down my throat. It was incredibly thick and I gagged trying to get it back up and out of my system. But I was forced to drink it all. I couldn't breathe.

"You know, usually I don't feed 'em myself. But you're interesting; the only one that's ever back-talked me. Hopefully you'll be one of the last to die, little girl." Taito laughed, stalking out of the cell with his gang and locking me inside. They finally walked off leaving me alone and traumatized. I grasped at my stomach and fell into the mess of blood, it sticking to my hair and body.

Gasping and furrowing my brows I clutched my stomach and bent over in agony. My whole body was aching. It had been a couple days since I first drank blood, or atleast I assumed. I couldn't keep track of the days, so it could've been weeks, but I was fairly certain that it was only days. I slept a lot to try to forget about things, probably why I lost count. But everytime I slept I'd have that same nightmare of me trying to escape, then falling to my death. It didn't help that whenever I woke up, which was every few hours, they'd feed us more blood. Once I watched the others I realized Taito was right, they did crave it. It was disgusting. But I began to crave it aswell, which disgusted me even more. I was turning into a monster. I didn't even care anymore that my cell was covered in blood, that my body and face were as well. My hair was sticky, and greasy. My clothes dirty and disgusting. Everything was just horrible. But I didn't care, and sometimes caught myself laughing. I didn't know why I was laughing. Maybe I'm becoming twisted like them. Or I'm just completely mad.

"Well that's bothersome."

Shuffling slightly I uncurled myself from my usual sleeping position, which was basically making myself into a ball. Groggily I forced myself into a sitting position and looked around, expecting to be fed.

"Are you crazy. We'll easily be killed."

What? What are they talking about I said rubbing my eyes, which only smeared around the blood on my face and hands.

"I'm obviously not going to stay here and wait. Take whoever has been here longest. They're easier to control."

That was Taito's voice, I finally concluded. What were they talking about?

I started chuckling to myself. 'Maybe the police have found this place.' I thought, smirking. They deserve to get the death penalty.

The doors to cells began opening, people were being dragged out and taken out of the large room. Taito apparently had a lot of followers in this operation. I still wasn't sure exactly what the hell was happening here but I did know that probably the majority was taken out of their cells, but only the ones that had been here the longest I suppose. Which means I wasn't grouped in that category. That could either mean freedom for me, or death.

"We've gotten most of them," Taito laughed as usual,"Good luck, little girl." He was definitely crazy. Or atleast that's what I concluded. And he was saying good luck to me? What a freak, I'd rather die here then be caged in another area with him.

"I won't miss you." I sneered, from my dirty cell.

"I know." He ended, slamming the door. I heard a click afterwards. Which meant he locked it. No one was getting out of here, unless someone else came. That door wouldn't be possible for any human to open from the inside. I guess I'd just have to wait.

Hearing a click I eyed the direction of the door, holding my stomach from the pain that had recently washed over me. It happened so often now. I tried not to focus on it though, and I couldn't believe someone was here, it had only been a couple minutes… They'd help the rest of us. Right?

"Hey, can I kick the door down?" ….Er…Wait what?

"If you want to break your leg off." …Who the hell are these guys? And damn his voice is deep.

"Dude, I'm stronger then that." Wait, these are the guys Taito's gang was afraid of… ?

What. The. Fuck.

"He's already left anyway, so go ahead. Neither of us cares if you cripple yourself. Actually it'd be pretty funny. I know I'd laugh."

'So there's three random dudes here that Taito's men were afraid of…' I sighed. What the hell. This is not what I was expecting, maybe its just some idiots who strayed here. But is it even possible to kick that door open? I'm guessing it has a window so I can hear them but I'm pretty sure it's made out of some kind of metal….

A huge smashing sound and a door flying onto the floor infront of my cell cut off my thoughts. Yup it's steel. Wait what the hell!

"OW!" I clearly heard which was accompanied by a chain of swearing.

"We told you, idiot."

I could hear their footsteps coming down the hallway between the cells. Well two pairs of footsteps at first then a third added in.

"All the ones left are too corrupted. Just kill them all," The deeper voice muttered.

"We don't know that all of them are. We haven't checked the back." That voice seemed to be the youngest of the three since his voice was more of a teen's.

I gasped, and once again held onto my stomach. My body was starting to ache even more. And I began shaking.

"Why now?" I whimpered. I hunched over and laid my face onto the dirty cement. This was a thousand times worst then period cramps. Plus those don't make all of your body hurt.

"Then why don't you check the back. I'd rather not bother."

"Fine."

Footsteps began walking further down the hallway, finally stopping towards my cell.

"Hey there's one over here. But I can't see her eyes. She's drenched in blood though."

"Kill her then, she'll be a problem later on."

"No, wait just a second."

"Hey, are you alright? I need to see your face." He said in a sweet tone directed at me.

Clenching my eyes together and gripping my stomach I lifted my face up towards his direction. Finally opening my eyes. My bangs covered the majority of my face and I averted my eyes away. I felt too sick too bother.

Getting up, he turned towards his companions, "She's got blue eyes, she's alright. We can get her out."

The lock of my cell was ripped off and thrown to the floor. The door was then thrust open.

"It's alright, nothing is going to happen to you anymore." He softly said, crouching down to my eye level and swiping my bangs to the side so he could clearly see my face.

Finally looking up at him I noticed the gentle smile spread across his face, his features were young but still that of a mans. He was probably in his late teens. His hair was a messy, dirty blonde. And his eyes were a deep, blood red. The same colour as Taito's; he…. looked like the man in my nightmares.

"Who…" I mumbled, still grasping my stomach. He softly laughed at my groggy response.

"My name's Len. And I'll look after you, I promise."

A/N:

Oooh Len is here. :P I totally lied about him being Nerdy Len. It's more like Vam... Len. Er.. Teehee. Who do you think the two other guys with him are? :D

Taito is seriously weird but fun to write. And I got the idea of drinking blood.. ect. (If you don't get what all the red eyed people are then... bleh.)

from Supernatural (Do Not Own)

So I really hope you liked that chapter! Hope it wasn't too weird! :D Like I said before, I was worried about writing it. Wasn't sure how it'd turn out, but hopefully it turned out good.

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