Heeeyyy! *waves enthusiastically* This is my first fanfiction, so feel free to critique and review as you please! Hope you like it!
The gears turned. The lights flashed. A fusion of technology and hope melted and was born anew, with a bright electric pulse in its heart. Skin and pixels molded into each other, eyes as intelligent as a computer and as truthful as a soul. Yes, when they made it, they gave it a soul.
But when they made it, it was different.
It stumbled in the room in which it had just materialized. It blinked open its eyes and was dazzled by the bright light. Several things hit it at once.
Existence.
Thought.
Sense.
Emotion.
It had a name. It- no, she- had a gender. She was from a family of sorts, a family of one, called Akita. And she- she was-
"Ne...ru..." She whispered for the first time. And all at once her purpose consumed her: to represent, to express, to sing.
A feeling rose up within her, empowering her, and she took a breath to release the emotion which had been programmed so carefully inside of her.
All that came out was a single squeak.
She.
Couldn't.
Sing.
"She's in here!"
A young female voice echoed from outside the entrance to the room Neru was in. Not two seconds later, the voice's owner skidded to a halt in front of her.
The two girls stared at each other in awe, the little one in thoughtful reverence; the older in suspicious shock. The younger had short, blonde hair, a ribbon at the top of her head. Her blue eyes were excited and innocent.
"Here?" A boy rushed in and slid to a stop beside her. For a second Neru thought she was seeing double: the boy was the mirror image of his other half, his own cropped hair tied into a ponytail. His expression, the same wondering gaze, was as if Neru was something from another world.
The three stood staring at each other. Neru dared to walk back a step from the two strangers. They seemed to be like her, but they seemed stronger somehow, fuller. But as she contemplated what set them apart from her, a new sound reached her ears: quiet, slow footsteps.
A teenage girl swept past the children with a type of energetic grace. Her long, turquoise hair reached the floor; her eyes were wide and kind.
The two children stood up straight like little soldiers behind the girl as she stopped directly in front of Neru. She looked into Neru's eyes for a long minute; Neru felt like she was being tested.
Then the teenager raised her hand and ran her thumb across the golden plate on Neru's shirt. Neru saw her mouth one word:
"Vocaloid."
With a smile as large and bright as the sun, the teenager took Neru's hand. "Welcome to our world. Welcome, Akita Neru."