A/N: Yo! So i've noticed the lack of DW fanfics, which is sad cause its so freaking good! (if you cut out all the gore and ... yeah) so here's my fanfic of it and hope you enjoy it, and er, whatever I put in here, if you find it offensive (though there shouldn't be a problem) then feel free to just leave the page. And none of this is my experience this is all my OC's experience so it's all done in a narrative way. Oh! and please don't think of it as too depressing and if it makes you feel that way then i'm sorry and you should probably stop reading (not that it will, but just taking precautions).

In Your Asylum We Live a Lie

-Based on the song Asylum by Disturbed

Chapter One

It was two years ago, when I finally got away from that… that hellhole. That dark, evil…that breeding place for demons, that…that…asylum. It was given some stupid nickname, Sousuke's Rehabilitation and Insane Asylum center, named after the owner's, Tamaki Tsunenaga, son, who from rumors I heard had the ability to put smiles on the most depressing faces. There definitely weren't any smiles in that place and his son died of…unfortunate causes. I didn't even belong in that place-you see- I was accused of murdering my family; mother, father, brother. I didn't do it. I can't tell you all about the whole court case and jail parts and such- I was too shocked of their deaths. I don't know who murdered them-you see I was at my friend's house and when I got home they were… you know. Anyways by the time I woke from such a shock I was at the gate of the asylum, the largest on in Japan- home for the most craziest, insane, plain lost their mind people. I didn't belong there. I wasn't crazy, I tried to tell them- the guards- that there was a mistake as they walked me through those glass doors.

"That's what they all say," one of the guards in white told me. I was put into a room, completely white, dressed in a white gown- a rather short one now that I thing about it, considering I was completely naked under it- completely frightened. The guards left me there and I waited patiently but anxious. My mind was filled with thoughts of what was going to happen to me. It's a different story when your actually insane but you see I was utterly sane. Soon this guy with pure red hair and the eyes of a rabies infected wild beast shows up. He wore this attire of a red dress shirt about four buttons undone, and black jeans and a black belt that had a walky talky attached to it and black timberland boots. His wicked, perfidious smile- with the obvious mark of a murderer- is what scared me the most and his skin was so damn pale, he must've been death's cousin or something… anyways remember that loathe this man with all my heart and soul more than media- you know from the roman story- hated her husband. He came close to me, instantly I could smell that horrible stench of pure tobacco. I hated that smell- but I did grow used it. He stared me down for maybe five minutes and it crept me out a lot.

"What's your name girl?" he has this deep, masculine, moribund-like voice with big hints of insanity quavering in it. His voice was second on my "what scares me" list.

"May," I told him.

"That's it?" well that's all I could remember then, because of the shock of my dead family I had forgotten a lot of things about myself, which included my last name.

"Azuma Genkaku, remember it well-" I remember it too well in fact,

-I'll be the one taking care of you from now on, you can even call me super guard if you want… actually call me super guard" also remember that he loves to hear himself talk, and he also loved that stupid nickname.

"L-listen, please, I…I don't belong here I'm not crazy" I still don't understand why I said that, I knew the second I saw him he was insane so what's the point of telling him I'm not crazy. Anyways he gave me a little pat on the head and stared directly into my eyes.

"Well then, I'll have to fix that, won't I"

I remember walking down those taunting halls. The Rehab part of the asylum wasn't as bad but once we reached the insane part, I nearly lost my mind. There were so many men and women and kids my age and some younger that all had this empty look in their eyes. As if they were just waiting to die. They were walking around like ghost, completely lifeless- I guess they go on my "what scares me" list. Anyways an order to understand my story you should know the layout of the asylum. It was this grand building, fucking huge! Surrounded completely by evergreen trees, so no matter the season nothing could be seen from the outside. The rehab center was the main part of the building. Beyond that the compound is divided into four buildings and four levels. Level one being- I don't know, for some idiot kids spouting shit about wanting to kill themselves and for those disturbed people that have seen death, most likely not how I've seen it but… anyways level four was the worst. It was where the craziest of the craziest resided. I mean like, serial killers- there were a lot of children serial killers by the way-, complete bipolar, complete schizophrenics… you get it, right? Anyways that's were I was, and super guard walked me through those white halls, disturbingly whistling that song, um… down with the sickness by that band Disturbed. He was whistling it rather cheerfully, considering the whole mood. He brought me to this floor with nothing but doors that went down the hall what seemed endlessly. And I was put into room number 666- ironic and sad right.

"I'll bring up your dinner so relax until I get back" he said and left closing the metal door loudly. Locking the door, leaving me in this big white room. Everything was white, the bed, the bed sheets, the pillows, the carpet, the lamp, the table that held the lamp, the chair by the table, the bookshelf, hell even the books were white. I sat on the bed again waiting. At this point I didn't know what to think or do. I was in an asylum; I was seen nothing more than another disturbed person by the people that watched over me. Well only a few people watched over me, including super guard. Ever seen that movie shutter island, with Leonardo de Caprio? That's what came to my mind, I thought to myself- I can't eat the food, take the medicine, etcetera. Of course that wasn't the case, super guard came back with a tray of mash potatoes, chicken, mixed vegetables and a glass of water on the side, along with a cup that contained two pills sitting patiently on the tray. He sat the food on the table with the lamp,

"Eat up"

"I… I'm not hungry," I told him. He looked at me silently and then a crooked smile formed on his lips.

"You sure?" seeing that smile I nearly and should've taken back my response but nodded my head.

"Close your eyes for a second, girl" and I did it. I closed them, hearing a zipper unzip and footsteps.

"Open your mouth, wide" and I did it. And he stuck it right into my mouth- that being his… you know, his penis. I was shocked, I opened my eyes and tried to pull away but he grabbed a fistful of my hair and forced it even more into my mouth. It was really hard and big too.
"You don't want me to accidentally slit your throat, do you?" he said, and I started crying. If only you could've seen my expression, I'm sure it turned super guard on greatly. Anyways I gave him his blowjob, sucking that thing and drinking down everything that came out of it.

"There's your dinner" he said, that was the last time he ever did that by the way. When he pulled it out of my mouth I started bawling. He started laughing like the sadistic maniac he is.

"I wonder how you taste?" he said and was about to pounce on me, until his walky talky roared to life.

"Head captain Genkaku, we need your assistance on floor three, Senji Kiyomasa has gone mad again!"

Super guard growled,

"Again! Damn, I wish I could just kill that guy" he zipped up his pants,

"I'll be back" and he left.

The next morning I was sore, from super guard pounding in to me like a fucking sledge hammer. His penis was so fucking big too. I remember always wanting to have sex before I had gone to the asylum, if I known how much it hurt it would've never crossed my mind. He wore a condom too, not wanting to have any evidence of what he was doing to me,

"Not that anyone would care," he told me. Anyways in the morning all of the patients were allowed to freely leave their rooms and walk around and stuff. I went to the kitchen to eat breakfast, afraid that if I didn't eat again super guard would… you know. The breakfast was delicious too. Blueberry waffles with sweet syrup and eggs on the side with a full glass of milk. I sat at a white table, alone, afraid to sit with the actual crazy patients. Eventually a kid, about fourteen with a round face, messy curly hair and blue, cute blue, eyes came to the table and sat across from me.

"I'm Ganta Igarashi," he told me. This boy didn't have a hint of insane in him at all. He looked so innocent and scared; I guess he was like me.

"I…I'm May"

"So you're the new patient everyone's been talking about!" a cheery voice said, it was a girl with long white hair and red eyes.

"Shiro is happy to meet you!" and she sat next to me. She looked pretty innocent too, but when I heard her use her name in third person I automatically labeled her insane. I smiled at her though, so happy that these two kind people were willing to be my friends. Well, I guess kind is an awkward way to say it, since they were murderers too.

"Shiro's name is Shiro" Shiro told me.

"I'm May"

"It's been a while since there were any new patients," Ganta said,

"Shiro was the most recent until you arrived" I wasn't listening to him at the time. I don't know why but I kept replaying last night in my head over and over. I started crying,

"You got Azuma Genkaku, didn't you?" Ganta said, I stared at him,

"What?"

"As your guard. I'm sorry you got him, the last patient he took care of 'accidentally' died of blood loss from numerous cuts. And before that one died of suffocation and I remember hearing that he hung-

"STOP!"" I didn't mean to yell at him, I don't think he realized he was making me angry.

"It's alright May, Shiro was also taken care of by super guard," she said, that must've made me a little better, because I calmed down instantly. So she had to call him super guard too. Anyways after breakfast we went to the courtyard, which guess what? Was also white. The grass, the flowers, the fountain, the fountain water, all white. Shiro and me picked flowers while Ganta sat on the fountain, swinging his legs back and forth.

"This one is tall" Shiro said holding up a long stemmed tulip.

"I guess mine is too" I held up a rose.

"Ganta Igarashi, it's time for your shots" a nurse called,

"Wha- already?" Shiro told me that Ganta got five times more shots then she did.

"There you are girl" I watched super guard walk up to me, Shiro glared at him as if he were a demon, which in many cases I can proudly say he was.

"Oh, hello there Shiro, sorry that your not my play toy anymore" he said, which pissed me off greatly,

"You better not be hurting May!" Shiro yells at him and he laughed maniacally in response.

"Too late, sweet heart" he took my hand and dragged me away from her, out of the courtyard, down the halls of the level four asylum and into a room. There was a chair- one of those chairs you see in a dentist office only without all the dental stuff attached to it- and a table with five needles filled half way with a clear substance laying on it.

"Did you eat breakfast?" he said walking me over to the chair and shoving me into it.

"Yes"

"Good, cause my cum isn't enough to hold this medicine"

A/N: So how was it? I appreciate feed back!