Chapter two already! Happy Friday~!
~Tiruneko :3
X~2~X
Miku blinks into consciousness. She wipes a string of drool from the corner of her mouth and takes a moment to look around. Early sunlight spills in through the bars on the window. It makes her smile. The comfort of sunlight in a dark and cold world is just what she lives for.
Why am I so happy this morning? She thinks to herself.
That's right!
Len.
She knocks on the wall. "Len?" She whispers, unsure if he was ever even there.
"…Miku?"
Her face immediately illuminated into a full smile.
"Yes, yes!" She cries, placing her palms flat against the wall.
"You're happy."
"Why shouldn't I be?" She says.
"Good point."
Just then the sound of keys turning in a lock snap Miku from her fairy tale of company and fill her heart with terror.
"Len… they're coming again. Please don't let them-" The heavy stone door swings open with a crash and clang.
"Miku?" She hears Len call desperately from the other side of the wall. "Miku! Who's coming! Miku!"
A silhouette of a tall and assertive man stands in the doorway. Miku's eyes widen in terror as she flings her arms up over her head in preparation.
"Stand." The voice orders at the cowering girl.
Miku stagers to her feet and chains are immediately attached to her limbs. Two large guards stand on either side of her.
"Walk, now." The male demands.
As she moves towards the door the male figure comes into view. A tall and masculine man with dark blue hair and a white lab coat. They march her from the room and down a long white hallway with florescent lights.
She is lead into a small room the size of her cell. The guards and the man with blue hair cram into the room with her.
"Scum." The man spews at her, landing a harsh slap across her face.
The guard kicks her in the rib cage, sending her flying across the room with a whoosh of air.
"Get up!" The man orders.
She staggers to her feet and is immediately splashed with water.
They're always slinging the "Holy water" at me. It doesn't do anything though. I wonder why they still do this.
"How does it not affect you!" The man with blue hair cries, grabbing her quivering frame by the neck of her paper thin dress.
Tears roll down her face.
"Answer me demon child!"
"I don't know!"
He throws her aside like a piece of trash and she smashes into the wall with a deafening thunk.
"Get up!"
She stands slowly, leaning on the wall for support.
"Don't make me do this." The man says pulling out a pistol.
Her eyes widen with horror.
"No! No! Not again! No! No!" She screeches covering her ears and shaking her head back and forth rapidly.
The man is upon her, holding the gun up to her forehead.
She shakes like paper in the wind.
"Watch closely men. Write what you see." He says calmly as a woman with long green hair enters the room holding a writing pad and video camera.
"Please sir. Don't make me die."
"Too late for that, little immortal one." The trigger is pulled.
An explosion of indescribable pain crashes through her head with un earthly speed. Parts of her brain and blood splatter the white wall in a flash. The man's white coat becomes painted with her blood. Miku's hands fall limply to her side and she collapses onto her knees. She stands there for a moment, not breathing and not moving. Her eyes flash briefly and she stands wearily. With this sudden movement, blood pours like a water fall out of the gap in her skull. She is standing in a puddle of her own blood. Tears sting her eyes.
"I won't die! I just won't DIE!" She screams at the top of her lungs.
"Exactly." The man says.
"Remarkable!" the woman cries. "She is still alive! How on earth…"
"As I've explained Dr. Lilly, this thing is a demon sent from hell as a sign."
"You don't mean-"
"Yes, just as we've previously discussed. Now don't hesitate a moment more, bring in the next one. Guards, test her." The man turns to speak with the woman leaving the two guards to approach Miku.
"Don't look at us like that. You're the bad one."
They begin to inflict savage amounts of pain onto her, including burns, punches, kicks, and stab wounds. All the while the fragile girl stands and just takes it.
Everyone is the same. Everywhere I am everyone does this. I'm always going to be like this. The scorn of the world. Why won't they just stop. She thinks as the match is stuck and pushed into her arm yet again.
Out of the corner of her water filled eyes she notices the doors swing open, and a bruised and battered form of a slightly younger girl is lead into the room.
She is flung against the back wall of the room next to Miku, and is shot three times in the chest. Miku's torture does not stop for an instant, but she holds out long enough to see the blond haired girl stand to her feet and begin to retaliate just before she fades out of consciousness.
In an instant the illusion of safety she felt in her cell with the voice behind the wall was tossed aside and shattered, like the bones in her body.
And the courage in her heart.