Summary: AU: After the events transpired at the end of Elfen Lied, a new set of problems arise. Kouta is suddenly accused of a crime he didn't commit, and is sentenced to death. His punishment, he is sent to Deadman Wonderland. The question is, will he escape this nightmare alive, or will he die? Read on to find out! Reviews appreciated.
*Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or contents from Deadman Wonderland, or Elfen Lied, they belong to their respective creators.*
Kouta in Wonderland
Chapter 2: Death Row Inmates
Once Kouta was escorted out of the court, he was led to a room nearby and stripped of his clothes. He was too exhausted to care about what they did to him. The police officers made him put on a gray skin-tight body suit. After he was finished, they proceeded to place a metal neck brace of some kind on his neck and fastened it to him. Kouta looked down at the clothes he had been forced to wear, and quickly his eyes widened.
"What is this?" he asked, dumbly.
"It's your prison uniform." One of the officers said.
"But…where have I seen this uniform before?" he asked.
"It's for your sentence to Deadman Wonderland." The other officer replied. "Didn't you hear it?"
"But, I thought Deadman Wonderland was a circus?"
"On the outside it seems like an ordinary circus," he explained. "but on the inside, it's actually one of the country's top prisons for the worst criminals. Basically, you are going there to hear for your crimes. If you're sent there, you will most likely die there."
"M-most likely?" Kouta gulped.
"Everyone at one point there has already died, and escaping it is not an option." The other officer input.
"But, then I would never be able to see my family again!" Kouta protested.
"That's good." The second officer said. "If someone like you were sent to that prison and if I was in your family, I would not want to see you ever again."
"You should've thought of that before you murdered those kids." The first officer smirked. "Now, you'll be needing this." He passed Kouta a small knapsack with some random items in it, and moved him outside to where the bus was going to take them.
"Have fun! Don't get killed too soon!"
Kouta's eyes widened even more as he was pushed further into the bus. It seemed like he wasn't the only person on the bus, as there were about 8 other people on the bus, but even then, they were keen on ignoring him. The door behind him closed and Kouta wandered to the back of the bus and hugged his knees to his chest, and protesting against his mind that this was actually happening.
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The trip to the park was almost like being on a field trip in elementary school, except now he was going to the place while in the wrong circumstances. He looked out the window and spotted a huge dome, which was probably the prison in disguise. The bus stopped, and the passengers were led inside the prison.
They were lined up inside in terms of age, so naturally, he was the youngest looking person and placed at the very end of the line. It felt like they were at military camp. The sound of the quick padding of leather boots came, and Kouta looked in the direction it was coming from. A tall, attractive older woman with brown hair tucked into a bun with one long lock of hair sticking out to the right side of her face, fixed with a sargeant's hat and uniform, with a sword strapped to her hip, marched toward them with her arms crossed underneath her…rather large bust.
Her chest bounced as she walked, but Kouta caught himself staring too long in one area, and the woman quickly crossed his line of vision and presented herself in the middle, facing the line of prisoners with two female cadets at her sides. Although she looked pretty, she had a very intimidating aura, and looked like she was glaring coldly at the prisoners. Many visibly gulped at her, while others ogled her huge breasts. If she was pissed that the gross older men were making quiet cat calls, she certainly didn't show it, or simply she did not care.
Quickly, she went over the rules of the prison, and who she was as the chief warden. Her name was Makina.
"Deadman Wonderland, in the eyes of the public, is a place for the entertainment of the many, so that means that whether you live or die, someone else will come in to fill in your place. You will be placed in a lot of live-or-die situations, and by that point, you will suffer for the consequences. Anything that goes on around here, I am in charge of. The collars you wear around your necks, mark you as prisoners, and will never come off. Once you are in here, you will never see the outside world again. It is clear that whatever the reason for your being here was no accident." She paused while she paced back and forth to look dead into Kouta's eyes. She continued and paced around again. "Before you were dropped off here, you were given a knapsack with your daily essentials. You will find out later what their purpose is for. Any questions?"
"I got one, ma'am." One perverted looking middle-aged man asked with a smirk.
"Shoot."
"What's your cup size?" he asked.
"G-cup." She said simply.
Kouta's eyes widened at this revelation. The woman had confidence, and actually answered that. He thought the man that asked the question was naturally stupid, because no moral man would ask a woman to her face what her size is, unless she had the capability to overpower you.
"Wow." He and the other prisoners the man's age whistled.
Just then, a cart with a bunch of stuff bumped into Kouta, and pushed him onto his butt while knocking over some of the stuff on it. The guy behind the cart got startled and tried to help Kouta up. He had gray hair with one fringe over one eye.
"Are you okay? I'm sorry I didn't see you!" he apologized, and helped Kouta up while gathering as many of the fallen items as possible.
"It's fine, don't worry." He said. At least there were some polite people in this prison.
The woman known as Makina marched over to the guy with cold anger written clearly on her face.
"What did you steal?" she asked, confusing the both of them.
"Huh?"
"I asked, what did you steal from this young man's sack?" she asked, narrowing her eyes.
"I-I don't know what you're-" he was interrupted with the quick slash to his chest with her lightning fast sword.
"Don't test me." She said simply, and turned back to the bunch of prisoners, some of which had an accident of the wet kind. "Get the medical staff here." She said into her walkie-talkie, and proceeded to finish what she was going to say.
"Hey, that was wrong and uncalled for!" Kouta protested against her. "He didn't do anything wrong."
"On the contrary, the world is wrong and unjust. And as a warning from now on," She said. "if you do anything out of line here, I will deal with you. Understand?"
The prisoners all nodded together, including Kouta who recovered from the brutal attack the woman did to the other guy. The medical staff arrived and placed the young man on a stretcher and hauled him to the infirmary. Kouta visibly gulped, he did not want to mess around with this woman.
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As soon as the meeting with Chief Warden Makina was over, Kouta and some other prisoners were led off to do their first task as prisoners, construction. Kouta complained inside his mind while hauling a long piece of lumber to a pile of other ones. He set it down and fell to his knees and covered his face with his hands in despair. The reality of the situation was that he isn't going to be able to see Lucy/Nyu, or the others, ever.
At the court, Lucy visibly turned away. Kouta took it as a sign that she would not interfere. But, Kouta thought she would try and bail him out of this one, but then he remembered the promise they made. She vowed never to harm another human being, no matter what the circumstance, and this was probably one of them. Damn, out of all the reasons to break him out, she couldn't do anything, not when his face and body was projected in a fraud video he never made.
"I'm gonna be killed anyway for something I know I didn't do." He said to himself, tears gathering at the corner of his eyes. "I just wanna die and get it over with. Why me?"
"You say you wanna die?" a strange, but familiar voice rang out and Kouta looked up and tried to identify it.
He looked up and saw a girl around his age landing on her feet, after swan diving from the very top of the building, onto the ground in front of him. He took in her strange appearance. The girl was pretty and had hair as white as snow, eye lashes and eyebrows white, skin just as pale, and blood red eyes. She wore a form fitting peach colored bodysuit with red target markings all over, which hugged her petite, but curvy figure very well, and wore brown mittens on her hands, with a huge collar that reminded him of a dog's cone on her neck.
"Wh-who are you?" he asked. "Wh-what do you want?"
"I've come to kill you!" she said simply, and grabbed a pole nearby and proceeded to whack Kouta with it. Kouta dodged all the attacks aimed at him, and ran away from her while the strange albino girl chased after him.
"Why do you wanna kill me?!" he cried while running.
"Because you said you wanted to die!" she reasoned. "So, if you wanna die, you have to hold still so I can kill you!" she swung horizontally at Kouta, and Kouta ducked under it, and rolled away from her.
"How can you say that so easily?" he asked. "Are you psycho, or something?"
"Oh! So, you say you want to die, yet your actions say you want to live!" she said. "So that explains it!" she let her pole rest, and the two faced each other.
"Yes, I wanna…no, I wanna die, but not this way!" he said. "That doesn't make sense, but normal people don't go around killing other people because they said that on a whim! I have to be physically and mentally prepared first!"
"Hmm…" the girl gave the young man the once over. "Your words say you want to die, but your heart is telling me you want to live! No one wants to forfeit their life for something stupid!" she said in a light, bubbly tone.
"But, I've been accused for a crime I didn't commit!" he exclaimed. "I didn't lay a finger on those kids! And if I'm going to be accused for something like that, and all my friends and family doubt me, I guess I have no choice!" after he said that, he tripped and fell onto his face. He turned over to his backside and leaned against the wall.
Soon, he felt a light body come into contact with his. He opened his eyes and saw that the strange girl was on top of him, her chest touching his. He tried all he could to resist blushing, but now the girl was talking.
"The world doesn't understand what it doesn't see." She said. "You know your innocent, but the world doesn't. Why continue to live in a world that doesn't want you to exist?"
"I-I don't know why…" he said finally.
"Don't friends try and make the other suffer less?" she asked with a big smile on her face. Saying such serious things with a happy expression and tone of voice was creepy on many levels, but Kouta didn't question it.
"And how does killing me make me suffer less?" he asked.
"If you end suffering with death, you no longer have to deal with the world." She said pointing a finger as if to lecture him on such a dark subject.
"But…friends don't try to kill each other!" he said. "I guess I was lying when I said I wanted to die. I will die eventually, but I don't want to die as I am now…"
"That makes sense." She said. "But what do friends do if they don't try to kill each other?"
"Um…they eat together, play together, and protect each other from harm." He said.
"Do sweets count?" she asked.
"Yeah."
She pulled Kouta to his feet and got a cookie out of nowhere and presented it to Kouta.
"Cookie?" she offered with a big smile.
"Sure." He said, and took the cookie and bit it. "Wow! This is great!" he exclaimed.
"It is, Kouta!" she agreed with a giggle.
"Wait! How did you know my name?" he asked, suspiciously.
"Huh? You mean you don't remember me?" she said, wide eyed, and a little sad. "When we were little, we used to play together!"
He closed his eyes to try and remember the albino girl, but everything he tried ended with a blank.
"Sorry, I don't remember us playing together." Because all the thoughts and memories he did have as a child were of Lucy, and this girl was saying they played together too?
"Well, I guess it has been a long time." She said with a small smile, until her big grin returned. "Let's introduce ourselves again! I'm Shiro, and you're Kouta!"
Kouta laughed at Shiro's antics, and Shiro soon joined in. It got to the point where Kouta started backing up a bit too much, and ended up bumping into another prisoner. Kouta turned around to face an older man, probably in his thirties. A tick mark grew on the side of the guy's face, and shoved Kouta away.
"Yo, whadda ya think you're doing, punk?" he said in a very ghetto accent. "Ya'll over here messin' with your little girlfriend. Who da' ya think ya are?"
"Um, I'm sorry if I got in your way." Kouta held his hands up in surrender and backed away from the man, but the man advanced closer to him.
"I ain't takin' any 'pology from a bitchy-ass punk like you!" he got in Kouta's face, and grabbed him by the collar and hoisted him up to eye level with him, since he was way taller. "I'm about ta' smash your face in!"
"Stop it!" Shiro shouted, and pushed the man down while taking Kouta away from him and into a pile of wood, breaking them on contact. "Don't pick on Kouta!"
The irritated man got to his feet and advanced on the albino girl. The girl backed up until she was up against the wall, cornered by the man.
"And you're goin' ta' stop me?" he smacked the girl away with such force that caused her to hit the wall hard, and fall limp to the ground. "Little bitches should stay outta the way! Now, where were we?" he turned back to Kouta, who was also a few feet away from Shiro.
"Look out!" a random guy shouted from afar. Suddenly, the statue on top of the building started falling.
The guy quickly ran out of the way, as well as everyone in the vicinity. The only one who hadn't was Shiro. Kouta tried calling to her, but she didn't seem to stir. It looked to be too late to try and save her and himself. The knowledge that he wouldn't be able to do anything left him very angry.
"Too many times I've let someone die, or suffer because of my inability to help them!" he shouted to no one in particular.
Then, he felt a great pain, like the one from the time with the Red Man. He recalled the innocent victims' expressions when they were slaughtered by the Red Man. He then remembered how his sister and father died. It felt like a similar situation, and he was only getting angrier by the minute. He dragged his hand up when he felt himself bleeding from the many splinters he got from being thrown at the chunks of wood. A slight red glow could be seen from beneath his suit, and the anger boiled down to the pressure on his right hand.
"And, I will never let that happen to anyone ever again!" he vowed and pushed with all his might upward.
The pain only grew stronger, and his blood rushed at the same time, like a surge of energy. He felt like a growing typhoon. He closed his eyes to try and contain the pain, but he couldn't help the rush from pouring out like wildfire. His whole body burned with raging power. When he couldn't contain it anymore, he opened his eyes again and a circle of blue hexagons surrounded his right upper arm, then a beam of thick concentrated energy shot out like a hurricane and blasted the falling debris into oblivion, saving Shiro from certain death.
His breath grew haggard, and he felt his whole body shutting down from the energy spent. He fell face forward onto his face, and took one final look at the albino girl's unconscious form. Kouta had no idea where that power came from, but he was glad that he was able to save the girl from impending death. His vision blurred and blacked out.
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A/N: So, I'll try and upload as many chapters as I can into this every weekend. It's a lot of work to try and balance school and my fan fics. This is going to be a challenge! Now, we've gotten to the point where everything has just begun, and everything is almost following the cannon. Why did I choose Kouta to be a character in Deadman Wonderland? He deserves to be a real hero! Plus, Kouta and Ganta are similar sounding names. They both also have such tragic pasts and circumstances that I couldn't help but put together! After hearing the similarities and how much people compare Elfen Lied to Deadman Wonderland, I had the inspiration to fuse these two anime together. Whether I follow the anime or the manga depends on what I think would be easier to write about. So far, it's gotten better! Anyway, please rate and review, and tell me what you guys think about this story! I want to find out! Thanks again for reading, and I'll try to get back to you next week! Sayonara!
Next time: The Dog Race!