She was dead.

Her empty eyes stared at nothing.

Her now cold skin was beginning to turn to ice.

She wasn't breathing.

He had killed her.

Len continued to stare at his sister's dead body. It was weird seeing Rin, who was normally energetic and playful, stone still. It was unusual to see Rin's normally rosey cheeks turn chalk white. Her shoulder length blonde hair spread out around her head like a halo, and the yellow ribbon that was tied around her neck had come undone. The expression on her face and in her eyes was one of pure horror. He had done this to her, Len knew. He had murdered his own twin sister.

No matter how hard Len tried to remember, everything was still a blur. One moment he and Rin were happily traveling through the forest, next he was strangling her as she pleaded for him to come to his senses, and before he knew what happened, Len woke up from what seemed to be an unexpected nap to find Rin lying on her back, red hand prints covering her neck. Len called to Rin, shaking her and begging her to not be dead, but she didn't stir. She was gone. Rin was dead. Len had murdered her with his own bare hands.

Reaching out, Len carefully grazed his fingers across Rin's cheek. She was cold. Too cold. Too ashamed to stare into her dead eyes any longer, Len gently closed her cerulean eyes. As much as he wished for her eyes that mirrored his own to look at him with joy again, Len knew it wouldn't be. Consumed with grief, Len placed his face into the palms of his hands and began to sob uncontrollably.

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Waking to find himself in unfamiliar surroundings, it took Len some moments to remember where he was. Wonderland. . . he inwardly sighed.

"Rin," he called for his sister, only to be reminded of his evil deed when he saw her body still lying where he had last seen it. The night before, where he was in too much shock to fully feel the impact of what he did, was when his emotions were most numb. Now, knowing for a fact that he was not dreaming and that Rin was indeed dead, was almost too much to bear.

"Rin! Rin!" Len cried as he threw himself over his sister's body. "I'm so sorry," he sobbed. "I promised to protect you in this strange place, but instead I killed you. I'm a murderous brother. Rin . . . Oh my God. Rin, I'm so sorry!"

What Len felt was something he would never dream of wishing on even his worst enemies. It felt as if a piece of Len's very existence was shattered on the ground, the remains too small to ever hope to be connected again. Never had Len in his entire life feel so empty and hollow. Rin, who had been Len's very reason to live, now lay motionless on the ground. Len had destroyed a major part of himself, leaving him feeling utterly hopeless. What good is living when you know you never will be whole again? Not even the bitterest of Len's tears could ease his pain.

How long he had cried, Len didn't know. It could have been minutes, it could have been hours; Len didn't know the difference, nor did he care. Rin was dead. He had no reason to live now. None. Without his elder twin sister, life meant nothing to Len. It would have meant nothing to Len if he had if he had died right then. What reason had he to go on?

After he was dry of sorrowful tears, Len wiped off his face and stood up. "I can't stay here too long," he told himself. "I need to keep moving. We need to keep moving." With that, Len bent down and scooped up Rin. There may have been no life within her, but Len didn't have it in him to abandon her. Rin was sister, whether she was dead or alive. They would always be together. They would never part. Ever.

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It was an unusual sight, as the rumors claimed. A boy no more than fourteen carrying a girl who looked exactly like him. She was dead, they knew. He had killed her, they believed. No one was going to stop the boy, they said. The girl was not a Wonderland citizen, so what did she matter to the public? As long as the boy didn't harm any one of Wonderland's inhabitants, no one would be out to stop him. Or so they thought.

Watching from her mirror on the wall, a woman laughed at the sight of the boy carrying his dead twin. "The poor dear," she smiled, a hand raised to cover her mouth. "He hasn't the sense to acknowledge that his sister is gone."

She laughed again as she began to use a finger to twirl her long green hair. Her eyes shone like emeralds, and she was considered by many to be the most beautiful creature in all of Wonderland. Her red and black dress hugged her petite figure, and jewelry adorned her neck and wrists. A crown sat proudly at the top of her head, proclaiming the woman to be Wonderland's queen. Everyone loved her. With her soft, fair skin, shining eyes, and silk hair, who wouldn't consider her beautiful?

"Shall we unMark the boy, Your Highness?" a servant in a gray waistcoat asked.

The queen tilted her head in thought. "No, keep him Marked. He's still young. Perhaps I can use him in the future."

"Are you not afraid he will go mad?" another servant asked. "He is carrying around the body of his dead sister. Last I checked, that was not classified as sane."

"Losing the girl is still fresh on the boy," the queen answered as she moved towards a crystal ball on the table. She stroked the ball twice before saying, "Give him time before we make any hasty decisions. He may eventually let go. If not, and he goes mad, then kill him. Of course," the queen looked again into her mirror, seeing Len carrying Rin and ignoring the stares people gave him, "he may be mad already. Let us pray, for my sake, that he is not."

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Was Len mad? He didn't know. Nobody knew. It was a question that not even the wisest had an answer to.

Len continued to carry around his sister's body. Everywhere he went, Rin went with him. Len would glare at anyone who stared too long at the two children and growled at anyone who dare approach them. It soon became clear that Len was overly protective of the lifeless body.

Once he set Rin down under a tree as he went to the river in order to get a drink. When he had returned, Len found a group of men digging into Rin's pockets. "Get away from her!" Len shouted as he ran towards them. At first they scoffed at the boy, but Len walked straight in front of the apparent leader and delivered a hook punch to the jaw.

Spitting out a tooth, the leader took a knife from his pocket and said, "You're going to regret that, punk."

Len didn't answer, instead he dodged the knife as it swung towards him. The blond kept dodging, waiting for the opportunity to strike back. The attacker mistook Len's patience and planning as weakness and began to laugh, "Not so tough now, aren't ya?"

The knife was heading full speed towards Len's head, but the boy knelt down and simultaneously avoided the blow and picked up a rock twice the size of his fist. Standing upright again, Len swung the rock towards the man's temple. The man stumbled as if drunk, and Len seized the opportunity to snatch the knife from the man.

"That girl over there," Len warned the men as he pointed at Rin, "is - was - my twin sister, and I killed her. If I was able to kill her," Len pointed the knife at the men, "what makes you think I would have a problem skinning all of you?"

They heard the rumors that claimed he killed the girl, and they knew that if the boy was able to steal a knife so effortlessly then he was bound to be something to go up against. Despite appearing weak, Len was able to hold his own in a fight, as he had just proved. If these men were going to cause trouble, then Len would let them have it. Thinking better of starting another fight, the men left Len and his dead sister alone.

After they had gone, Len sighed as he sat next to his sister. He threw the knife he had stolen away, and the knife dug into the trunk of the tree it was thrown at. "I'm sorry Rin," he apologized again as he reached out to stroke her blonde hair. "I'm sorry you're dead. It's all my fault. . . . I'm a monster."

Len then ran his fingers along her cheek. As strange as it sounded, Len was still half expecting Rin to open her eyes and tackle him with a hug. There was just no way Rin was dead. Rin had to be filled with more life than anyone Len had ever seen, so how was she so lifeless now?

Tears began to trickle down Len's face. There was nothing he couldn't think of that he wouldn't do to bring Rin back to him. Whatever the price would be to get his sister back, he'd pay it. Len wrapped his hand around Rin's cheek. He knew it was impossible to bring back the dead, but he also know one thing in his heart.

Len would make any sacrifices necessary to have Rin back.

No cost would be too high.

Author's Note: I know, I know. I shouldn't be publishing new fanfics when I haven't even finished my old ones. However, I was having an Alice Human Sacrifice kick and just could not ignore writing this. I mean, I have been wanting to write a fanfic for this song for ages, so why would I pass up writing it when I finally get a good idea?

As you can tell, this story takes place after the song. I know the most popular theory of the song's ending is that Meiko-San killed the twins, but I went with the second famous one: Len-Kun killed Rin-Chan before carrying her body around everywhere he went. Better plots can be developed out of that theory.

Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed this chapter despite nothing really happening yet. Slow first chapter is slow.

-Ray

Disclaimer: I don't own Vocaloid, Alice Human Sacrifice, or Alice in Wonderland.