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Song: Karakuri 卍 Burst ~ Rin & Len Kagamine [Append POWER]
Note: This is the edited version, put into the second chapter for various reasons. Includes better fluency and an alternate ending.
KARAKURI 卍 BURST ~ RE-WRITE
Carefully stepping outside into the warm summer night, I walk up to my elaborate carriage. Stepping inside with careful movements, I sit down and make myself comfortable. Smiling to myself, I inform the driver, "Kiyokawa Village, please." The man slowly picks up the carriage by its handles, and I'm off into the night. I stare at the passing scenery, and hope nothing goes wrong tonight.
I can't help but remember the last meeting with Miku I had…
Placed on the wide table in front of me was a giant blueprint of what appeared to be a village. Must be a new assignment. Scanning the paper, I try to figure out what Miku is planning.
"Rin? Come here. Everyone's waiting for you." Miku gives me a slow but steady smile. I walk towards her, and kneel before her. I feel Miku's shoe tapping my head – bow down lower. I do so, and I wait for her to order me up. The point of her shoe slides under my chin, and forces my head up.
"Rin, dear, I have a new mission for you. It appears that a certain village knows what I'm up to. They don't seem to approve, so I think I might as well get rid of them, don't you think?" The teal-haired woman stares down at me, waiting for a response.
"Of course, Miku-sama." I reply.
"Anyways, because of this, I want the village destroyed. Who else to send but my beloved number one? Rin, I know you can do this, right?" She stares at me with expectant eyes, and I smile in return.
"Now, I don't think you'll mind that I'll be sending others with you on this mission, right Rin?"
I refrain from frowning – Miku knows that I prefer solo missions over group ones. Why is she forcing others with me? "Of course not, Miku-sama. May I ask how many will accompany me on this mission?"
"Ten others. Due to the village being fairly large, I know one person couldn't complete this alone – even you Rin. Of course, you are the one in charge of them all. Just make sure the village is destroyed – preferably no survivors. Now, this mission is a bit tricky, so listen closely. In order to avoid suspicion, everyone must enter the village at different times, either alone or with one other person. Each person will have a designated time to arrive, and in order for this plan to work, everyone must be on time. The ten that will be accompanying you are my top ten, all highly reliable, so there shouldn't be any problem. Now, since there are ten people, there will be five groups of two – Rin, you will be alone. Four will be at the corners of the village, while the last group will be in the middle of the village. At the specified time, the center group will light a firework. Once it is set off, start the mission."
"Miku-sama, won't fireworks be suspicious?"
"No, because on the night I plan the attack, the village will be celebrating the Tanabata Festival. They will think the fireworks are a new 'tradition' or something trivial like that. On a final note, do you have any demands Rin?" Miku stares down at me, her foot still under my chin. It's becoming tiring, but I ignore the pain.
Thinking hard, I come up with a couple of demands. "I plan to burn the village. It's the most efficient way, and I assume there must be plenty of materials at the village to start a fire. But when the signal is fired, I want my 'partners' to make sure everything is aflame – and make sure they use any means necessary to start the fires. Once that happens, they must leave immediately."
Sighing, Miku begins, "You're demands will be met. I will give everyone a copy of the map, telling everyone their spots. The times you need to worry about are when you need to arrive and when the firework will be set off."
"And what time will I be arriving?" I inquire.
"You will arrive at 11:45 PM. The firework is to be set off at midnight."
"I will not shame you, Miku-sama."
"Of course not, Rin, when have you ever shamed me?" Giving me a sly smirk, my master removes her foot from beneath my jaw, and concludes the meeting.
When I return to the present, I realize that I've arrived at the village.
"Thank you." I smile to the carrier, and hand him a wad of bills. When he leaves, I stare at the gates. I smile to myself, and put my hands on the thick wooden doors.
Finishing off the tedious paperwork, I shuffle the papers, and try to find a place to file them away. Opening several drawers, I finally settle on the one to my right. Opening it slowly, I peer inside, checking for extra space to store the paper. As I stare into the drawer, I notice the necklace. It's simple – just a chain with a little metal heart. Even so, I drop the meaningless papers on the floor, and grab the necklace.
Even though it's been 12 years, I still remember that fateful day.
The conversation went on like this for a bit, when we heard someone open the front door.
"Mom and Dad must be back from the grocery store!" Rin shouted, rushing to see our parents. But, when she arrived at the front door, it wasn't our parents. Three unfamiliar strangers stood in our house, and both Rin and I were confused. "Who are you?" Rin asked innocently.
Her reply was a tall man with dark blue hair picking her up and slinging her over his shoulder. My reaction was to attack the man, but that resulted with the female of the group ordering the other male to grab me. As I was screaming, kicking, trying to save Rin, the teal-haired female said to the man holding me: "Hiyama, the boy." He knew what this meant, and removed a small pocket knife from a hidden sheath. Slowly sliding it out, he gripped the knife and dug it deep into my right eye. The pain was unbearable, my face felt as if it was on fire. Half of my eye-sight was red, and in the distance I could see Rin being carried off, outside, away from me. When they had left, I noticed Rin's beloved locket on the floor.
Ever since that day, I kept that locket. To remind me of Rin. I know she's alive, I just haven't found her yet. Anger seeps through my body, how could the one person I truly love justdisappear? I slam my fists on my desk in anger. It's not fair. I just want her back…
"Len?" I hear a female voice, and I turn around. It's Meiko, one of my colleagues. "Are you okay?" She looks worried. I realize she must have heard my little outburst, and I try to act like nothing's wrong.
"I'm fine, don't worry!" Giving a false smile, I walk past Meiko, and out the door.
When I open the gate doors, I see a multitude of vivid colors and loud noises. The festival looks lively, and I'm grateful. Preparing for the massacre, I take out a blood-red chrysanthemum and place it at the front gates. The tell-tale sign of the Hana Kira. I walk further into the village, searching for a way to start the fire. Nothing catches my eye, except for a few torches lighting some paths within the town. "Not very creative" I think to myself. Sighing, I look up to the sky. The moon is giant and bright. The full moon is illuminated by paper lanterns, creating a stunning picture. Wait – paper lanterns? Paper lanterns were lit from the inside with candles! The paper will be extremely flammable for the fire, and since lanterns are probably covering the entire village tonight, supply would not be a problem.
Trying to find something to do while I wait for 15 minutes gets tiring. I'm losing my patience, and I'm sick of staring at the sky. Just when I'm about give up, I see a magnificent crimson firework burst into the sky. Show time.
As people stare in awe at the sky, I jump into action. Peeling off my confining obi, I toss it to the ground. My white kimono flows behind me, revealing my short red kimono, white thigh-highs, and geta sandals. I ready my weapons – a gun in my left hand & a katana in my right – and I start the attack. Finding the first lantern line I can find, I cut the thin thread easily with one strike. A row of paper lanterns fall to the ground and most of them don't catch on fire. A few do, and start on some wooden buildings. People try to run away, but before I can attack them, I see village guards charging towards me.
Laughing, I point my gun at one and shoot at point-blank range. The man falls to the ground instantly, so I turn my attention to the other men coming for me. Gripping my sword tighter, I slash at a few guards. My attack hits two men, and one falls to ground. I finish him off with a quick stab. The other man tries to grab me, so I duck and slice off his legs. Jumping up quickly, I turning to my right, more men. To my left, even more men. I point my gun at several men, shooting wildly. Hitting about 7 of them, they all fall to the ground with fatal wounds. I turn to the right, and start slashing violently. Severing heads and limbs, I know I'm making good progress. When I finish the first round of men, I turn around. I see about 15 men coming after me. This is just too easy. I stand still for 3 seconds straight, laughing manically, and proceed with my attack. Hardly moving, I cut off three men's heads in a row, shoot a couple, and stab the others to death.
When I finish with the guards, I check for wounds. My white kimono is splattered with blood along with my tights. Nothing appears to be too serious, so I continue on. It appears all the guards came after me, so I begin the next hunt. Several people run past me, but for now I ignore them. My focus is centered on the paper lanterns, and each row of lanterns I encounter falls gently to the ground. They engulf the village in flapping reds and oranges, creating a beautiful sight. Smiling, I stare at the scene: crimson stains on the ground, hot fire surrounding me, the chaotic noise. This is where I belong.
I decide to calm myself by taking a quick walk. It started off fine, but ten minutes into my walk, a frantic woman comes up to me, panting heavily.
"Sir, please, the village!" Her words are broken up, and I'm struggling to understand her. "Follow me!" She shouts, and turns around.
I follow the woman, finally arriving at our destination: a village. I see smoke – lots of it. When we enter the village, everything is broken. Fire has consumed the entire town, and few people remain. I shout to the woman that she must get help, and she turns back around. I breathe in, unsheathe my sword, and I can only hope that the culprit is still here. I choose the main path, looking down allies, checking for anyone. My search feels futile, but when I take a right turn, I see her. Standing alone around piles of junk. Not moving an inch while her white kimono flaps wildly around her. I walk up towards her, hoping she doesn't hear me. I raise my katana, and I'm about to strike down with as much force as I can muster, but the girl turns.
Blonde hair sways in the wind, a crazed smile plastered on the girls face. A blood-red chrysanthemum is tucked into her bun, and I have a feeling that it's her. The Hana Kira. My face contorts into disgust, and the girl's smile widens.
"The famous Hana Kira-me, what a surprise." My voice is drenched in hatred, and the girl can tell.
"Oh, must we be so disrespectful?" The girl's face creeps into a smile, her voice playing with my mind. I want to slap her.
"What else would you like me to call you? A fucking murderer?" My voice rises in anger, and the girl responds with a laugh.
"A fucking murderer? Is that the best you can do?" Her smirk seems plastered onto her face. "Well, let's not keep you waiting. Shall we?"
Staying silent, I use all the force I can into this one blow. The girl blocks it quickly with her sword, dropping her gun in the process.
"S-Scared?" The girl asks. Her voice wavers under the pressure, and I smirk back.
"Hell no." Pushing harder, the girl responds with a push twice as strong. I stumble backwards, but quickly regain my strength and force my sword down. The blow hardly affects the girl, yet again, and she is still smirking. I glare at her, but the more I do, the more familiar that face becomes. Blonde hair, porcelain skin, and of course, that eye. Her big, azure eye that stares straight into me. My strength falters, and the girl tries to take advantage. I dodge quickly, but I'm in shock.
"R-Rin?" I whisper it, but the girl seems to hear me. She stops as well, and her features soften.
"What did you call me?" Her voice isn't as strong, she's feigning anger now.
"I said, Rin?"
"…Len?" She says quietly after.
"I-It's me, Len."
Rin stands in shock, just staring at me.
"No. Len's not real." She shakes her head violently, and I drop my sword down. It clatters loudly, and I walk over to my sister. I put my arms around her shaking shoulders, and she slowly puts her small arms around me.
"I am real, Rin." I whisper in her ear, but she stays silent. After several seconds pass by, I realize she's crying. Her body is shaking, and her sobs become louder with each passing second. "Shh, don't cry Rin!" I squeeze her closer, and she hugs me back.
"G-Get away from me!" Voice wavering, she pushes me away.
"Rin!" I shout to her. How…how can she just leave me like this? She knew my name, but she's still running…
Suddenly, a thought strikes me. Back up should be arriving very soon. I need to get Rin out of here. "Rin! Rin, we have to leave!" I chase after her, finally getting a grip on her shoulder. She turns, and her eyes are wild.
"Rin, more people are coming for you. You must leave, now."
Remaining silent, she stands still and stares at me. After five seconds have passed, she turns around and runs away quickly. I chase after her; I was not going to lose her again.
My chase with Rin ends at the front gate. She's surrounded, and I spot familiar faces: Gakupo, Meiko, even Luka. She's trapped. My heart skips a beat, and I don't know what to do.
As I stand in shock, trying to form a plan, Rin's being restrained. Gakupo is holding her back, while Luka handcuffs her. Rin is struggling with all her might, but Luka and Gakupo are stronger than her.
My mind is blank, and I can't think of anything to do. For 5 seconds straight, I stand still. Suddenly, I lose it, and I'm rushing to pull those monsters off of my Rin.
"GET AWAY FROM HER!" I attempt to push them off her, and Rin is now screaming. Meiko comes out of nowhere, and is now restraining me. Gakupo and Luka take Rin, while Meiko is holding me back.
I've failed. I found Rin, but I let her down. What will happen now? I stare into my sister's eyes, and she stares back silently. She's lost the will, no more fighting back, no more screaming.
"Rin…" I whisper to my sister, but she stares at me with emotionless eyes.
"Len? What has gotten into you?" Meiko is shaking me, trying to bring me back into reality. But how can I when the only person I love can't even recognize me?
Although my outburst shocked the entire police force, I wasn't fired. They watched me closely, and even let me visit Rin. She was currently in jail; her sentence was death by decapitation. I couldn't handle it. I didn't care that she killed hundreds, even thousands. She was still my sister.
After I was caught, I was put in jail. I was to be killed in 3 days, but the time I spent in that cell felt like years. I wasn't afraid of death, in fact I was getting impatient waiting for my death.
Every single day, Len came. I knew him. He was familiar – obviously, I remembered his name. But I couldn't remember who he was. Each day he desperately tried to make me remember him. I couldn't but the time I spent with him was nice.
On the third day, the guards finally opened the cell doors. I stumbled out, and was led by several guards down a long hallway. When we were outside of the dark building, I was led to a guillotine placed in front of many people. Each person was eager to see my death, and I just smirked at them. The damage had been done, and nothing they could do would be able to erase that fact. But, as I was scanning the crowd, I noticed him. Len, in the front row, staring at me with sullen eyes. Mind racing, the guards place me in front of the guillotine, my head slipping into the head-slot.
"Any last words?" A burly man looks at me, hatred painted over his face.
I swallow, and realize that this is the end. I will never see Len again. Even though I couldn't remember him, I knew I loved him. He was probably my only friend, and I was grateful for that fact.
I take a deep breath in and begin, "Yes, I'll make it short. Len," I pause, and stare into his one cerulean eye. I see tears stream down his face, and I feel my heart crack slightly at the sight. "Len, I just want you to know that I love you." I don't explain anything, I'll let him believe that I remembered him. Perhaps that will give him some solace after my death.
"Is that all?" The gruff voice asks me impatiently.
"Yes." I mutter.
The last breath I take is deep and wonderful. The last sight I see is horrible, the one person who cared about me is crying. "I'm sorry Len" I think in my head, as the last sound I hear is the swish of the sharp blade coming down on my neck.
So the suffix "-me" is a derogatory term, meaning that you think the person is lower than you. I got this information from: /Main/JapaneseHonorifics So I'm not quite sure if it's correct or not. I'm going to assume so, because it will help with Rin's nickname, and how Len thinks low of her.
And Rin's nickname is Hana Kira which translates into Flower Killer. This refers to Rin being a well-known killer, and that she is famous for leaving one blood-red flower at the crime scene, whether it be a single or multiple kill.
And the idea with cutting the paper lanterns was my friend Jannie's. So, I can't claim that part. And Kiyokawa village is a real village, I just didn't want to think of a name because I'm lazy. And one more thing [I know, I'm a rambler], I used carriage instead of rickshaw, because rickshaw is an ugly word.