Hai! This is my first fanfiction series. Hope you like!

The girl didn't know who she was, where she was, or how she got to Who-Knows-Where; but that's not what frightened her.

She seemed to be in an alley of sorts. It strangely resembled a corridor, with its long hallway and tall, silent doors on either end. The only difference was that there was no ceiling; and in its stead, a vast night sky with a million bright stars.

She had just woken, sprawled across the ground; covered in a freezing blanket of snow. Shards of what looked like a mirror were scattered around her; and she picked one up, inspecting herself.

She looked like a doll; pale blonde hair, porcelain skin, a button nose, and almost unrealistic silver-blue eyes, specked with silver and white flecks of color. Shivering, the doll-like girl looked down to see she was dressed in a slightly puffy nightgown, made of layers of feathers and chiffon sewn together. The dress was sleeveless, and two long ribbons hung limply from her sleeves, only to be fastened back up to her wrists (A/N: I had no other way to describe this kind of sleeve. Hopefully, you know what I am talking about) with a strange white rose breech. On her bare feet were interlacing ribbons that ran all the way up her leg, stopping at her knees before fastening with similar white rose breeches.

The girl would have stared at her surroundings for a little longer if it weren't for a dull throb at the back of her head. With a shaking finger, she reached for the throb; not at all knowing what to expect. As her finger made contact with the base of her neck, a shock ran through her body. Dainty calligraphy appeared on her legs, arms, and any other piece of exposed skin; as if an unseen hand etched a quill into her skin, turning it a ruby red with blood. The calligraphy left a searing pain and on her right palm; a mark shaped as a crescent moon blazed star blue before fading out, remaining a chilling birthmark. The only handwriting the girl could understand were three letters, spaced apart significantly; spelling R, I, and N.

'Rin,' she let the words roll off her tongue, before nodding to her in confirmation. 'My name is Rin.'

'Rin' staggered to her feet. She didn't know how long she had been sleeping for, but it was definitely enough to rob her of her strength. Balancing her weight on her feet, Rin gingerly stepped forward; her bare feet sinking into the snow, which came up to her ankles. Suddenly, a wave of nausea overcame her, and she stumbled; grasping the wall for support and breathing heavily. Her vision became hazy, and her stomach felt like it was yanking itself free of her body. Rin felt her head spin, and she braced herself before using some of her little energy to take another step.

She had to move on. The dark alley seemed to go on forever, but it was the only chance at survival for her. So Rin made the most drastic choice of her (now empty) life. She stepped forward into the darkness.

*w*

Len thought he'd seen it all, until that night. And he already had enough on his plate. Almost a half an hour before her appearance, he had successfully completed the latest dueling championship, and was ready to advance another cycle in CL-Training. He silently tsked. Another month of training with Barely-Touched students, what a waste of time. He had far more potential than most other Leaguers, and yet; Haku was determined with her whole 'Mixing Talents' strategy.

The lady would never learn.

Sighing, Len ported into his separate dorm. All trainers had separate dorms from the houses, since the training was almost like a school program. Almost. Unless sword-fighting and death-spells were allowed in regular schools. He highly doubted that.

The student dorms were placed in an enchanted corridor, a never-ending hallway with doors on each side. Each door was home to a spacious three-bedroom apartment; so getting from one side to the other would take hours, unless you had magic on your side.

Purposely leaving his door open; Len poured himself a drink, sat down, and stared at the darkness outside of the dorm. The 'Corridorm' was dank and dark, the complete opposite e of its misty mornings, where students could be seen running around in panic. Staring at the open door, he silently willed something- anything to pass through it. Then, at least some excitement would enter his life.

What Len didn't know was that more excitement than he'd ever imagine was going to pass through the dorm door…

*w*

Rin was at her limit.

Hours had passed by since her waking up in the dark alley, and she was still walking- no, trudging, towards any sign of light. Hours of leaning on the musty walls for support and shivering violently even though she was positive her head would explode from fatigue at any time. Just a few… more… steps…

Rin's numb blue foot got caught in the snow and she fell forward, gasping for breath. She wondered if this was what it felt like to die; her muscles screaming, and her heartbeat rising and falling in shallow thumps. Every breath hurt, and it was pure torture to put one foot in front of the other.

A voice echoed through her head. She was going to die, she was going to die, she was going to-

A flash of movement made her look up. Warm yellow light poured through a doorway, spilling onto the snow and swallowing her in its embrace. A tear slipped past Rin's cheek and dropped, becoming the white snow. She was so close…

Rin stood up, and pain coursed through her legs as she numbly walked forward. Waves of hurt drowned out any thought, causing her head to swim and a simple, instinctive message to form. 'Follow the light.'

Leaning heavily on the right-side wall, her calligraphy lines glowed red with anticipation or pain, she was too dazed to tell the difference. As she walked; the edges of her vision turned black, and her eye-sight started to blur.

Rin swallowed bile, pushed back the nausea, and staggered on. As if the light wasn't already warm, it washed over Rin like a blanket. By this time Rin's feet were blue and completely numb, and ice crystals had formed in her hair.

Her vision unfocused and refocused on a boy about her age, staring back at her in a mixture of horror and astonishment. Rin tried to speak, but not a sound escaped her lips; which were now tinged an unhealthy blue.

The boy cocked his head, and Rin's vision unfocused to see three heads cocked at her. She gasped, and let out a violent fit of coughs; and collapsed to her knees, her shoulders hunched and shaking with each tremor.

The boy said something but Rin couldn't hear him anymore. Her eyes rolled up into her head, and her world faded into black.

*w*

Three days. It had been three days since that girl literally stumbled into his life. She was a mystery; unlike any other person he'd met. After the girl fell unconscious in his dorm, he quickly had her teleported to the nearest hospital room while the doctors put her in a medically-induced coma for her treatments. It was suspicious of how the doctors' treatments were taking so long. Most of the remedies took no time at all. Len paced the girls' hospital rooms, puzzling over the entire situation.

The girl had simply walked in the door, so she was either a student-in-training or was pushed into the Corridorm against her will. But the real question was how she survived that long…

"Mr. Kagamine?" a deep voice startled Len out of his thoughts. He turned to see a man with thick, curly brown hair and framed-black glasses. "My name is Kiyoteru. I am that young lady's personal doctor." He held out his hand with a fake smile.

Len shook it, smiling grimly. "Nice to meet you. My name is Len Kagamine, but you already know that." Len wanted nothing more than to wipe the fake smile off of the man's face. Someone who solely depended on technology didn't deserve to look down on him.

Kiyoteru laughed, his eyes over-crinkling. "I heard you wanted to hear about her, so I came to talk. Would you like to have a drink?"

"No thanks," Len sat down on the nearest chair, and Kiyoteru took a seat across from him. "How is she?"

"Doing too well, I'm afraid," Kiyoteru's fake smile faded. "This girl; judging by her conditions and the speed of her health, I'd say she was walking out in the Corridorm for at least five hours in freezing conditions, a flimsy dress, and a welt in the back of her head. She was already weak in her body, and is currently suffering amnesia. This is where her phenomenon starts. A normal human being would die from either hypothermia or pneumonia halfway through her walk. A Fully Touched, like you, wouldn't be able to survive with a big welt in the back of her head and impaired muscle function.

"How do you know of the extensive information?" Len asked, frowning at the doctor.

Kiyoteru just shrugged. "I was curious, so we ran some tests. The last one accidentally induced her coma." He seemed to be saying something along the lines of 'no biggie'.

A bubble of anger rose up Len's throat, but he suppressed his emotion. "Is there anything else?"

Kiyoteru's eyes darkened, "There is writing on her skin. It's in a very little-known language, and all know is that it's a spell. Not dark magic, but a very powerful spell. With this information, we have drawn a conclusion. This girl is dangerous; and may be very powerful once she gains her life knowledge. She may be… a magnificent weapon against The Black Shroud."

Len nodded, still not believing the doctor. But if Kiyoteru wasn't weren't going…

*w*

Rin mind had faded into black, but when she woke up; all she saw was white. Blinking sleep out of her eyes, she saw a white desk, white chair, and a white laptop. The white walls were completely blank, and not a speck of desk was seen. She tried to sit up, and the room spun; forcing her back down.

"Aah, you're awake," Rin whipped to her night, and instantly regretted it, a migraine working itself into her head. To right was the same boy from the night before; she remembered everything from last night in vivid detail.

The boy smirked at her. "Pace yourself, you'll be in here for another few hours." He had blonde hair, streaked with darker and golden tones and golden colors; and wore some type of undone suit-and-tie costume. He'd dropped the tux, wore a button-up white shirt with his cuffs rolled up, a pair of casual black trousers, and a very loose red tie.

Rin slowly pulled herself up with her arms and leaned back into her pillow, staring at him. "Who are you?"

He gave her a lop-sided grin; thrusting out a fingerless-gloved hand. "Len Kagamine." Rin reached out to shake his hand, but at the last moment, he pulled back; still grinning. "But I should be asking you the same thing."

Rin frowned, before looking at the blank wall in thought. "Rin," she replied firmly. Rin would be her name from now on.

"Ditto," Len poured a strange liquid into a glass and handed it to her. "Here, drink this."

"I don't usually drink stuff I don't know about." Rolling the thick liquid around the glass, Rin sniffed it before looking back at Len. "What is it?"

Len smirked, bangs falling over his eyes. He had blue eyes. Hmm. "You ask a lot of questions. That," he reached over and flicked at the edge of the glass. "-is healing syrup. It can level your head and lower any stress levels. The doctors took care of the rest."

Rin took a sip from the glass, and almost instantly, her throbbing headache disappeared and a warm, lazy sensation spread from her throat. She leaned back further into her pillow and closed her eyes, savoring the taste of the syrup. It was sweet and sour at the same time, and gave her a peace of mind. This was the first time she experienced not being in pain. It was nice.

"Come to think of it," Cracking an eye open, Rin looked at the blonde sitting next to her. "Where am I?"

"Thought you'd never ask." He pressed his index finger to the wall behind him and a window appeared, stretching out until the white wall had been replaced with clear glass.

Rin stared in awe at the world behind the window. An indigo sky made the sky look surreal, dotted with nebula and multicolored twinkling stars, and a luminescent light magenta edged the horizon. Tall skyscrapers rose up to the sunset-like sky, towering over clumps of cozy-looking cottages. Wispy trees poked up everywhere in between. Every once in a while; a cube-like building would flash, appearing; and disappearing just as fast as it came.

"Welcome to Celestia," Len gestured to the city. "Where technology meets the supernatural."

*w*

PHEWWWW! Now that I finished with this, my last request is for you to please please PLEASE review! You really don't know how much it means to us authors. It can vary from "Hi." To "I think you should focus on your descriptions of each character." (Whoa, I sounded sophisticated!) Any feedback counts. Thanks in advance!

Teaser for the next chapter:

Enter… Miku! And her quote: *gasp* "WE CAN WEAR MATCHING LEEK OUTFITS!"

Vocaloid fact of da day: Rin Kagamine is EXTREMELY afraid of thunderstorms. For astraphobia for you. (Again, I am soooo sophisticated)

Anime of da day: Noragami (Best supernatural/action/comedy anime I've EVER seen in all my years of otaku-ness.

Bai Bai for now!

Middie