• The dark room seemed endless as young Seiji walked in, only able to see the bright red streaks covering his pale eyes. He peeked his head over a small column, you can call it, to only visulaize a tall, black figure. It was slowly turning around, walking toward Seiji. His heart raced like sled dogs at a competition. The figure grew closer as Seiji began to sweat nerviously. His hands we're gripping the column, tighter and tighter with every step the figure made. He simply froze in fear as the figure did. But it didn't stop moving. A bright blade pulled from nowhere as the figure moved forward, closer and closer, until it happened.

    Let's start this at the right time, though. It was midday in the streets of Tokyo, Japan. Only the night before Juka, Kazuno, K, Mana, Tohru and Seiji had made their DIX INFERNAL live performance. Juka and Kazuno spazzically zkipped down the sidewalk together in boredum as Tohru looked in embarrasment. "Please stop skipping." Sighed Tohru. "It's so wierd." Kazuno shrugged. "Oh well." he happily cheered. "get over it." Tohru put his head down, then K felt a sliver of ice go down his spine, and out of nowhere, he collapsed to the ground. Seiji looked down at him. "K," He sighed. "Get up and stop pranking. It doesnt work anymore." K just lay there, on his back. "Wake up." Seiji said, kicking K over. They all looked down at him in fear. "Look at his eyes!" Kazuno Shrieked. "Their pale!" "And he has no pupils!" Juka yelped. "Wow thats scary!" Their bodyguards came to look. "What happened?" Asked one. They all just looked at K lying on the ground. Mana just sighed. "Mana sighed in public." Juka confuzingly said. "Who are you and where's the real mana?" Seiji looked at him in anger. "Do you think..." He started. "It's possible K was..." Everyone nodded. "Possesed by a ghost?" They all looked as if Seiji we're a nit-wit, and he was, but this time someone beleved him.


    But he'd make this bad.


    Mana looked at K, then grabbed out his phone, not caring who would see him. "Please!" He yelped after dialing 911. "This is Mana, K just collapsed, out of no where! Help!" After Mana hung up, Juka, Kazuno, and Tohru went to him and began crying, hoping K would be ok. But as Seiji watced the ambulence pick K up, Seiji just stood there, memories rolling in his head. "You ok dude?" Juka asked, walking to seiji and putting his and on Seiji's shoulder. Seiji stood thre. "Seiji?" Juka asked. "Seiji! Are you--" "Get away!" Seiji shook Juka's arm off his shoulder and began crying as he ran off. Juka looked in confusion, then back at Mana. He just shrugged.

    Seiji ran to an ally and leaned against the wall, putting his hand over his face. "Why..." He cried. "My loved ones..." He fell to the ground and put his head down, when he heared footsteps. "Hey," Seiji turned. "Hi Tohru." Seiji replied. "What's up?" He ased. Seiji sat here, looking at the ground. "It's nothing." He got up and walked to Tohru. "Positively nothing. We have to leave, so come on." They headed off as Seiji seemes to calm down. But he left something dear behind.

    Tohru skipped along as Seiji followed. "Wait up!" He called as Tohru skipped faster and faster. As they finally we're close to Mana, they saw Kazuno and Juka yelling. "I don't care!" Kazuno yelled. "This somehow tie-" "Shut you're mouth you... you... Freak!" Kazuno looked in anger. "Listen to me, You're acting idiotic, and if i'm a freak, so are you. We both have the same makeup and whatnot." Juka froze. "you..." Tohru looked in anger. "Stop fighting!" He called. "Please stop!" Seiji froze. "I don't like seeing you fight! You're my friends and it makes me sad, and... Please just stop!" Kazuno and Juka stopped. "I'm sorry Tohru." Kazuno sighed. "Shut up!" He called as the sky darkened and Tohru's eyes filled witn tears. "Why do you fight!? Why can't we get along!?" Kazuno and Juka looked at him. "Tohru, i'm" "Leave me alone!" Tohru called, hitting Kazuno's hand as it reached for him, and with that, he flashed off into the darkness, as water fell from the sky. Seiji simply sighed at that, and he attempted to run for Tohru, but Kazuno stopped him. "Don't." He said. "Tohru will come. It will rain like this in exacly 3 weeks. That's when he'll return." Seiji froze. "No." He angirly said. "No! We have a concert soon! And he's my friend! I'm never leaving him!" Juka stopped him. "Stop. Kazuno's smart. Just leave him." Seiji looked in anger, but let Tohru go.

    Back to him in the room. Have you quite forgotten, from our fateful beggining?

    Seiji slammed the apartment door. "man," He sighed. "I hate this!" He slammed his fists on a desk. Just then, he heared something. He glanced over his shoulders and saw someone run out the door. Seiji looked in fear and decided to follow. The person seemed to drop something. But what? Seiji couldn't tell.

    I'm sure you don't mind if i repeat the beggining to inform you again, do you? Thank you, reader, for allowing me to do so.

    The dark room seemed endless as young Seiji walked in, only able to see the bright red streaks covering his pale eyes. He peeked his head over a small column, you can call it, to only visulaize a tall, black figure. It was slowly turning around, walking toward Seiji. His heart raced like sled dogs at a competition. The figure grew closer as Seiji began to sweat nerviously. His hands we're gripping the column, tighter and tighter with every step the figure made. He simply froze in fear as the figure did. But it didn't stop moving. A bright blade pulled from nowhere as the figure moved forward, closer and closer, until it happened.

    The blade flew through the air. Seiji screamed in fear, trying to jump away, but pain tore into him like those annoying muscular men ripping telephone books. You know, the thick yellow ones? Yeah, those. Oh, I seem to be ranbling. Back to the story it is. Seiji Gripped his leg in pain, as the blade was drenched in his blood, cutting into him deeply. The figure turned quickly in Seiji's direction. Seiji froze and felt a chill run down his spine, and with that, The figure turned in a different direction, and with nothing else, walked slowly off. Seiji waited until he was sure it was gone, and when he was, Seiji leaned his head onto his leg in pain. Breathing felt harder as he let out small yelps every few minutes, until a light shone from where the door was. He heared clicking of platforms. He could not move, and he dare not breathe. He waited in fear, until a light shone on him. Seiji closed his eyes tightly, waiting for his last breath and the person to murder him, but he didnt.

    "Are you ok?" A familiar voice asked. Seiji looked up in enlightment. "K-san!" He said, still in pain, but he was happy. "What happened to you're leg!" K asked, shining the light on his leg. "Good question..." Seiji put his head down. "Y'mean you don't know?" K asked in confusion. "It sort of just happened." He replied, looking at the light, only now seeing the massive bruise, bloody knife and the blood bath on his leg. "Man," K sighed. "My phone light isn't working. Let's go into some better light." Seiji nodded, and just as he was getting up, K pushed him back down. "But let's get this knife out of you first." Seiji looked in fear. "Please don't." He cried. "I'm not leaving it there!" K replied. "Just sit still." He gripped the blade's handle tight, holding dowm Seiji by his chest, just to make sure he didn't run, and he ripped the blade out. There was a screech of pain and blood flew everywhere. Seiji looked at the blade, then at K, then, at no warning, he fainted in pain.

    Seiji woke up hours later in a large room. It was pale and had posters of Marylin Manson. Everywhere. Seiji looked in fear at them, then K walked in with a tray. "Hey." He said. "You fainted. So i put you in my room. Hope you dont mind." Seiji nodded. "I brought you some food and an aspirin. Just in case." K sighed. "Here you go." Seiji smiled and grabbed the tray. "I got meat, because you love it~" Seiji smiled in joy. "Funny." He happily said. "Im going to check on the others, ok?" K asked. Seiji nodded as K got up. "Stay." He said. Seiji nodded and fell back down.

    K walked into Mana's room. "Hey Mana-Chan!" K laughed. Mana looked in anger. "What are you doing?" Asked K as he looked at mana's hand. In one was a red cloth and the other was behind Mana's back. "What's behind you're back?" He asked. Mana shook his head, and K reached out and pulled mana's arm out, revealling a bloddy dagger, looking like the one that was in Seiji's leg. K's eyes widened. "That's youre knife?!" mana looked in fear. "You stabbed seiji!?" Mana sighed. "Where are the others!?" K asked. "I must tell them" Mana watched K run. "No!!" He yelled. "Don't go in that room!" he banged open Tohru's room, to find Tohru lying in the corner, his hands tied in the back, eyes closed, a rip, or bloddy hole, in his arm, and tape around his mouth. His drums sat there, destroyes, and in his hands, his drumsticks. They read in blood: "Dix Blood" He looked in fear, unable to understand the message. "I didn't want anyone to find out i stabbed people, and Tohru knew..." Mana sighed. "And i tied him up. Feel his pulse, he's alive, just knocked out." K looked at Mana. "Monster!" Her yelled. "You monster!" Juka popped his head out of his door. "What happened?" He asked, walking to K. He looked at Tohru, ready to scream, but he didn't. It was too late.