80Miria woke up lying on a metal table, looking up at a smiling man. "Well, hello there," he said in an amused voice. "Look who decided to finally wake up!" The man kept his smile plastered on his pale face as he stared down at her. "Where...am I?" she asked in a hoarse croak. "Welcome to Deadman Wonderland," he said, patting her head. "The...the prison?" she asked weakly, and the man nodded. "That's the one. Remember, dear; you were sentenced here for life after murdering those people at the mall?" She bolted up, but was interrupted by the straps confining her body. "B-B-But I didn't kill them! The cameras prove it; that man in red floated through the video game store, and it destroyed everything, but I dunno why it kept me alive..." She shivered, and felt a tear fall down her cheek. The strange man kept smiling. "Oh well, you're here now, so I guess it doesn't matter!" he replied cheerily, and she lay back down. "A-Am I on the death penalty?" she stammered, and he waved his hand. "Yes, but you get to basically decide when you die," he explained. Miria tilted her blonde head. "You mean on what date?" she asked.
Mr. Fox Face (at least that's what Miria decided to name him) shook his head. "See," he explained, "Prisoners on Death Row in Deadman Wonderland have collars-" he pointed at a large metal cuff Miria just realized was on her neck- "That inject them with a poison that will kill them three days." Miria's blue eyes widened, and she tried to grab her neck collar, only to be restrained by the buckles against her arms. "I'm gonna die in three days?" she cried, and she felt a few more tears fall down her face. Mr. Fox Face kept smiling. "Of course not, Miria," he consoled mockingly. "There IS a way to counteract the poison for another three days by eating a special antidote called Candy," he explained. He held up a small brightly colored wrapper, and Miria stared at it in shock. "All Death Row prisoners get a free piece of Candy in their Newcomer's Pack, so here's yours." He grinned and shoved it down her throat. Miria gagged; it tasted so bitter for something called Candy!
Eventually, she swallowed it, and Fox Face poured some water down her throat. "You'll get used to it," he commented nonchalantly. Miria stared up at him; what was with this guy being so sadistic and cruel despite how terrible Miria's life had become. Suddenly the man turned on her, smiling even wider. "So, you said there was a man in red that attacked everyone, right?" he asked quickly, and she nodded. At least he was taking her seriously about that Red Man...She hoped he was taking her seriously, at least. "And did he stab you?" he asked, and Miria was so relieved, she almost cried completely. "Yeah, he did! And I saw everything in red, and then I blacked out. By the time I woke up, he was gone, and I was..." she remembered waking up, covered in blood and holding the game clerk's head in her arms. She remembered screaming like crazy, and even remembered later seeing his mother glaring at her, demanding that she be killed.
"So, if I get only one piece of free Candy," she asked, trying to tear her mind from that day, "How do I get other ones?" Fox Face pulled up a screen in front of her face, and she saw clips of prisoners running on a bright cheery obstacle course. Some even had cuffs like her own. Suddenly, one of them was sliced by a pendulum, and Miria closed her eyes in fright; she hated blood and violence in general. Out of nowhere, two strips of metal forced her eyes open, and she was forced to watch all but one of them die in the end. The clip went blank, the metal left, and she was crying again. "These are games that inmates play to get Cast Points. Cast Points can buy food, furniture for your cell, and most importantly, Candy." He held up Miria's wrapper. "Candy is very expensive; 100,000 cast points, so you'll have to play in the games often."
Miria shook and started quietly sobbing as Fox Face kept smiling. How could she survive in a single one of those games, much less do it multiple times? "I shouldn't be here," she said, her voice quivering, "It was the Red Man! He stabbed me with that weird glowing sword, and... And..." She continued sobbing. Was it her imagination, or did Fox Face's smile get wider again? "I see... Good news, Miria." She looked up at him with hope in her eyes. "I get to go home?" she asked, and he shook his head. "Even better." He came up to her and wiped her cheek, taking away some of her tears. "You get to go to the special block, the block assigned for everyone who's been stabbed by the Red Man!" Her blood went cold; other people had met that horrifying thing? "S-Special block?" she asked with a thick voice from crying.
"Yep; G Block! And you get to discover your special gift like everyone else there." Miria frowned in confusion. "I don't really have a special gift," she said, "Except singing. Maybe I don't belong in G Block, Mister..." "Just call me Mr. Tsunegaga," he said, and she nodded. "I don't have a real gift other than musical gifts, Mr. Tsunegaga. And the Red Man didn't give me that." shook his head. "When that Red Man stabbed you, he gave you a gift. You just have to find out what its name is , and then you can use it to play in a game specially designed for people in G-Block, called 'Deadmen'. That's what you are." He poked her chest where the Red Man had stabbed her, and she shivered again.
Miria frowned; she didn't like the sound of being called a 'Deadman'. "Another game?" she asked, feeling sick to her stomach with fear. He grinned and a new screen and metal strips jerked her eyelids open. "Yes, the 'Carnival Corpse'!" She looked at the screen in horror, expecting another obstacle course of death. What she saw was much, much worse: It showed two people fighting each other, but they cut themselves in the beginning, and their blood started to MOVE AROUND. Miria yelped in surprise at the image as their blood turned into weapons in their hands and they dueled to the death. Miria cried out and began sobbing again, and she looked up at Tsunegaga. "I'm not like them," she sobbed, shaking her head. "I can't do that power, I promise; just please let me go home!" She tried to get up, but her restraints forced her back against the harsh and cold table.
Tsunegaga shook his head. "I know you have that power," he said firmly, his smile contrasting his threatening voice. "I can prove it." He quickly flicked open a knife and cut a wound on Miria's arm as she cried out in pain. "What are you- !" Miria stopped as she saw her blood not flowing down her arm like normal, but instead it swirled a few inches in the air, still tethered to her arm like a ribbon. "H-How-" "It's called Branch of Sin," Tsunegaga said, playing around with the moving and wriggling blood with his finger lazily. "And when the Red Man stabs someone like that, he gives that person his special talent and makes him a Deadman." He smiled even wider. "You're very lucky to be in such a small group."
Miria shook her blonde head and felt her tears drying on her face. "I don't want to be in this group," she whispered, and Tsunegaga gave a small pout. "I'm afraid you don't have a choice," he said, and Miria stared down at her writhing blood. "But I can't make a weapon out of it!" she said, and suddenly, Tsunegaga leapt of the bed and held up his knife, ready to slash her to bits. Miria screamed and closed her eyes in fear and she suddenly felt herself being hoisted off the ground, her straps breaking free. She was propelled off the table by a strange dark red stand, which she realized was her own blood. Her back tingled, and she felt six strange compressions where the tingling was. When she felt each small press, she saw a long... thing, sprout from every press. She looked up and saw six long skeleton hands holding a longsword in each hand. All of the hands and the swords were the same dark red as her stand.
She stared down at Tsunegaga in horror and surprise. "Wh-What did you do to me?" she shrieked, and Tsunegaga looked at her with pure glee. "I made your Branch of Sin come out, of course," he said, beaming. "It came into play once you were threatened. It's quite beautiful!" Miria tried to look around to see just what was on her body, and Tsunegaga held a large mirror to her back, and she nearly fainted: the six arms were stuck to her back, ripping a hole in her prison uniform, and the hands were bobbing up and down to an invisible wind. "That's... my talent?" she asked numbly, and he nodded. She felt a stronger surge in her heart, and she breathed deeply. "I feel stronger," she gasped, and Tsunegaga grabbed a mannequin of a dummy nearby; you know, the kind used in medical schools for the different body parts.
"Attack the dummy; I want to see what those hands can do," he ordered, and Miria stared down at the floor. "I...can't do it," she said, and Tsunegaga raised an eyebrow. "You have to, unless you want me to attack you for real this time," he ordered firmly, and Miria bit her lip; as much as she hated this man,she couldn't bear to hurt anyone. She half heartedly concentrated on the dummy, and thought hard about an invisible hand slashing it to bits. Nothing happened. "Er..." she shook her head and tried again; nothing happened. "I'm waiting, dear Miria," Tsunegaga said, and Miria suddenly heard a song pop in her head: "Down Once More" from "Phantom of the Opera". In the song, Christine had to choose between letting her true love die, or staying with the Phantom forever, and right now Miria felt the exact same way; having no way out.
Absentmindedly, she heard herself singing it softly, and she felt a better sense of calm over herself. "Angel of Music," she sung, feeling her tears subside, "You decieved me..." As she continued the song, she concentrated on the dummy again, and immediately her six new arms began hacking, slashing, and stabbing the dummy until it was a pile of metal and plastic on the floor so fast that Tsunegaga had barely any time to jump out of the way. "Excellent!" he laughed while pushing his glasses to the bridge of his nose. He got up and shook Miria's limp hand. "Now, we need to give you your codename and Branch of Sin name. Ready for it?" Miria nodded slowly and looked at Tsunegaga while she was still suspended in the air by her 'tail'; she just destroyed that dummy! I guess my pacifism is gonna have to go if I want to live, she thought depressingly, and she looked back at the strange man.
"There is a group of dark deities known to sometimes have six arms," he remarked thoughtfully. "So, your Branch of Sin will be named after them: Asura." Miria stiffened; that name sounded familiar. Come to think of it, so did her weapon... "That's funny, sir," she replied, "There's a boss in this game called 'No More Heroes 2' named-" "Alice," Tsunegaga finished with a nostalgic grin on his face, and she raised my eyebrows in surprise; this guy knew about video games? "And I love the idea of your weapon being like her. An impressive boss, no doubt like you in the Carnival Corpse." He looked up at Miria's shocked face, and he finally snapped his fingers. "You gained strength by singing," he said finally, "And so I give you the codename 'Canary'."
Miria winced at the mention of that terrible game; how was she going to win one against those guys on the screen? Sure, she had these giant blades and hands now, but at least they knew what they were doing! "C-Canary?" she stammered, and he nodded before taking her arm. "Perfect! Now, Canary, let's take you to your new cage..."
A/N
Phew, I finished it in one piece! This idea has been in my head for a while since I began my Kuroshitusji fanfic, and I looove DW. Hope you liked it! And if you love Deadman Wonderland as much as I do, then you can be a part of the story on my Collaboration I'm working on with Miria in it! If you're interested, look for the application on my Author Profile. Now, because this is a collab story, it's getting told from different viewpoints from the people that are going to be in it once they sign up and get in (trust me, if you sign up you are most likely going to get in; I love every OC made as long as it isn't a Sue! ^^) In this sense, I'm sure it won't pick up with different OC's until I get a few people that join. But until then, its all going to be Miria's story. So, until next you read, this is Everyonesfangirl13579 saying:
TASTE THE DEADMAN RAINBOW!