"Code red! Code red! Prisoner 404 has escaped! I repeat, Prisoner 404 has escaped!" A voice boomed through the internal speakers in the prison. The prison guards, who wore a dull white trainers quickly took their heat laser guns and ran to all directions in order to search for the missing prisoner.
A newly batched guard, which wore a nametag with the letters forming the name 'Shiroya' was the only one who remained calm amid the chaotic situation. The 180-cm man with a slender-built casually stood in one corner and ruffled his messy ebony hair. His dark chocolate eyes showed no signs of panicking.
A senior guard who happened to catch a glimpse of him slapped his shoulders and said, "Kid! Why standing still? We got a prisoner on loose!"
Shiroya apologized, "Sorry Sir, I have no clue which prisoner that we have to pursue." It was only natural for him to be confused, since there were 1000 prison cells with different prisoners in each one of them. Even the senior guards will only remember around 500 cells after years of working here.
The older man with white beard replied, "Woah, you've never heard of her? She's really famous around the main island! You must've at least listen to the gossips people gabbed about!"
Shiroya shook his head. He really didn't know what the man was talking about.
"Ah right, I forgot you just came yesterday," The man remembered. "Sorry 'bout that, kid."
The younger man nodded. "It's fine, Sir."
"Okay then, let me explain to you briefly," The old man started to speak. "The loose prisoner is the diva of our area's famous singing robots, called Vocaloid by the scientist who created them. It's Hatsune Miku. Sounds familiar?"
Shiroya paused for a little while. "Yeah, I guess I have. It was said that the Vocaloids were the only source of entertainment during Japan's Mass Crisis in 2012 right? So that makes it... 5 years from now. And also, they're made into government hostiles during 2014, isn't it?"
The senior guard nodded. "You're absolutely correct. They're to be burnt in place if they rebel or to be brought to prison if they didn't."
This was the utmost peculiarity, seeing 2 men chatting so comfortably albeit the loud ringing sounds of the alarm.
Then the older man continued, "Alright kid, the target that we're about to pursue has a blue-green hair extending to her ankles and tied in pigtails, but sometimes she let her hair loose, so beware of that. She also wears a black headset with a touch of pink , and Hatsune has the same eye color like her hair. She wears the khaki cloak that prisoners wear. Roger that?"
"Roger." Shiroya confidentally nodded and ran off to the long corridor in front of him. The senior guard ran to the opposite side to resume his search.
As Shiroya kept walking forward, suddenly a loose blue-green hair swayed before his eyes. Woah, it's so long, he thought.
But wait... Blue-green hair to the ankles? Ah! Finally realizing that the target was before his eyes, he tried to look around for extra help, but apparently there was none. So, Shiroya decided to pursue the target alone, and he quickly followed her from the back.
Huffing and panting, the female robot ran as fast as her legs could bring her to the exit 200 m in the end of the steel-gray hall that has a cylindrical wall. Her hair and her body felt like it weigh a ton. If you think logically, it was deliberately 'heavy', since her body was made of steel, iron, and some othe man-made materials.
She then also grunted softly. Why does my hair have to be so damn heavy? If I had a short hair like Rin, then I wouldn't have to use extra effort to move around with this body! It'll be way easier!
Her footsteps ran faster as she got closer to the exit. She was glad that she was finally free from the suffocating prison and run around like she used to do in the past. 9 m left... 8... 7... Then all of a sudden, BZING!
A heat laser was shot at her right ankle, quickly melting the steels and irons contained within. Without any more thoughts, she broke her right foot with her bare hands and threw it to the side.
Miku then turned backwards, only to see a guard pointing a laser gun at her. He then ordered, "Prisoner 404! Do not move any further or I will shoot your head this time!"
The female robot took 3 approximate seconds to think. After that, everything went like a blink of an eye for the guard. With a calculated and swift movement, plus rather inhuman, she leapt towards the guard and punched him on the face. Ooh, that must've hurt.
The guard passed out on spot, without any attempts to fight back. It was very rational. No human will stay concious after being hit by a huge chunk of iron and steel at the same time. Miku took the guard's laser gun and shot the edge of her remaining right leg, causing it to melt.
She jumped with a leg left to where her right foot was resting. Luckily, the right foot was still melting, so she could connect it with her shot leg. Miku jumped back to the unconscious guard, tore a small piece of cloth from his pants and wrapped it around her broken leg. At least the material's better than this shabby cloak, she thought. After that, she stole the guard's boots, then left the building. She had the idea of swapping her clothes with his, but she figured out that it'll take too much time.
When the warm sunrays were finally felt on Miku's pale robotic 'skin', she didn't expect what was her first view beyond the exit. Behind the prison's gates, a small mountain of dead Vocaloids were stacked. Some had their head broken, some had their eyeballs hanging from their eye sockets, some had their hands torn to half, and some other cases. Occasionally, faint sounds of electric currents was heard, and this was enough to make Miku shot the fence a few times, melting them instantly.
Panicking, she ran to her dead brothers and sisters to take a closer look.
"No... Gakupo... Meiko.. Luka! NO!" She cried out loud. Miku couldn't believe the city had changed this much during her time being confined.
The scenery made her heart ache a lot. It was too painful to see that one of her kind being tortured and tormented until they lose their single life. Miku maybe a man-made robot, but she has a heart like a human does. She could feel pain, happiness, sadness, and many other emotions.
Miku decided to stroll along the long path that extends until the suburbian area of the city. The prison fence ends halfway though, but still, it was very big for a prison. As she walked slowly, she saw a Vocaloid or two dead under the bushy trees, with their body parts gone or destroyed.
When she walked halfway, what she saw next was the most unbelievable view she'd ever seen. Under a small willow tree, there sat her sister, Kagamine Rin cuddling her twin's head, which was Kagamine Len's. She sang a song repeatedly with a hoarse voice, while rocking her body from left to right.
Rin used to be a cute female robot with short, yellow hair and wore a big white ribbon on top, which also serves as her distinctive feature. The professor installed her a high-pitched voice that was similar to Miku's, but it was different in a unique way. Rin was always ready with a charming smile wherever she was to brighten her siblings' day. But now, those traits were just history.
The current her had her hair sticking out from all over the place, and she had this 'mad scientist' look on her face. Her voice sounded like a broken tape that was never fixed for years. Her outfit was all torn and broken. Even her right leg had a big hole in it. Her brain doesn't seem to be working. It was terribly awful.
Slowly, Miku knelt down and gently touched her sister's cheeks. It was no longer warm... She then started talking, but yet she knew the chance of her replying was nil. "Hi... Long time no see, Rin. I'm so sorry... Neechan couldn't save anybody... Especially you and Len. I'm..so... sorry..." Miku paused to cry. She just couldn't handle these devastating pain all at once.
At first, only a few drops of tears rolled down. The next second you knew it, her cheeks were all wet. She covered her face with both hands and bent down. She's going all out.
Rin, in the other hand, was the closest sister to Miku. She always stick around Miku wherever she goes, and always ready to support Miku when she's about to fall physically or mentally. She sang songs that mended her broken heart, told jokes that successfully made her burst into tears, and other things that a kind-hearted sister would do. For Miku, Rin was more than everything, even her own life.
All of a sudden, a familiar hand brushed her tears away. It was cold, but yet warm at the same time. Miku looked up. It was Rin's hands. Her small hands. Oh yes, she still had that 'mad scientist' look, but she managed to say a few words.
"Miku-neechan... Don't... Cry... Don't... Cry..."
Albeit that's the sentence she said, she started crying too. Seeing her cry, Miku cried even louder. "Huaaaa! Rin... Rin! Why? Huaaaa!"
Alas, the mellow-dramatic scene lasted for a few minutes.
After Shiroya came back to life, he looked around, and saw a group of guards encircling him. The earlier senior guard was also there.
He lended him a hand to stand up and said, "Woah,what's up kiddo? You sure got beaten up very badly."
"By whom?" A guard asked, continuing the old man's sentence.
"Unggh..." Shiroya rubbed his head, trying to think. It was too painful to recall his memories. Then finally...
"Akh! It was that robot with the loose blue-green hair... Hatsune right?"
"Eeeh?" The guards exclaimed in unison.
"Kid, where did you see her?" Asked the senior guard.
Shiroya took another pause. "It was vague... But my hunch is right, she went to that exit." He then pointed to the earlier steel exit door.
"Alright, let's go and check. Matsue, Hiura and you, kid, are to come with me." Ordered the old senior guard.
"Yes, sir!" The 3 answered together.
The 4 men marched towards the exit and searched the whole outer parameter of the prison. And again... It was Shiroya who founded Miku kneeling on the ground, crying in front of another Vocaloid. He smirked.
He carefully tiptoed a few metres from Miku's back. Silently, he took out an extra laser gun, pointed it to her head.
Shiroya slowly made the tip of the gun touched her head. No reactions. Then he clicked the trigger beside her ears, and that's when Miku turned her head to see she was in the verge of death. She could not escape, get help nor fight back.
It was the end... For the first Vocaloid ever made on earth.
Author's Extra
Yo! Chasse here. How's my first fanfiction? Is it good enough? Please review this story, as this will help me improve the qualities of my incoming fictions!