Sta.sh
Bloody hands shook while pure white teeth ground together. A plump lower lip trembled and a single blood-red eye filled with tears. Breaths came in tiny bursts while young lungs struggled to remain operational.
Twelve years old, already forced to murder. Tears began to fall as the gun slipped from her hand, clattering to the cement below her feet. Numbness spread from her hands and worked its way up her arms toward her chest.
The menacing, attention-grabbing sound of stilettos rang in Rin's ears as she stared at the body of her victim, hands cold and clammy. Untold lengths of cyan hair poured in front of her as a young woman placed both hands, manicured and ornamented with polished acrylic tips the same color as her hair, gently on her shoulders.
"Is that all you can do?" she sweetly hissed in Rin's ear, sending goose bumps up the girl's arms.
"M…Miss Miku…I don't…" Rin began.
"You don't what?!!" Miku screamed, pushing Rin to the floor. With a cry, Rin hit the ground and turned on her back, looking up at the spectacled woman in fear. The bandage covering her left eye began to slip, revealing the deep slash crossing her nose and reaching far across her eye as Miku stood poised to beat her.
"You don't get to decide what you do and don't!!"
In her tailored charcoal dress suit, fishnets, shiny green stilettos and ruffled dress shirt, and , Miku Hatsune looked like a respectable businesswoman to the uninformed civilian. Around her male co-workers, she was cheery, flirtacious, and innocent, but with Rin, she was abusive, cold-hearted, and extremely violent. It was because of Miku, in all her pigtailed glory, that she'd lost her eye. In the battle to take Rin from her family, a knife had been produced. Rin's parents were murdered, and Rin was successfully kidnapped, one of two eyes intact.
Rin covered her head and cried out as Miku proceeded to deliver kicks and harsh lectures. Something in her broke as hopelessness drowned her, and when Miku left her bleeding and half-dead on the cement floor, Rin reached out and grasped the handgun she'd dropped. She slowly pulled it to her chest and curled around it, stroking the cold metal as though it were an animal.
Then, a grin began to form at the corners of her mouth – a grin which quickly grew crazed as she watched her spilled blood mingle with that of her victim's.
A manic giggle slipped from her throat just before she slipped into unconsciousness, proof that Kagamine Rin was no longer.
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I'm working at one of the local McDonald's (don't hate. It's money. XD)...actually, it's the same one my boyfriend works at. He had a lot of pull in my getting hired. I start working on Tuesday. I actually won't be working, though...I'm actually just getting paid to fill out a 4" stack of paperwork for potentially five hours. xD So on Tuesday I'll rack up something like $35 just filling in boxes and things...I'll probably only get 3/4 of that considering taxes on it and stuff though. But whatever. MONEY! 
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