This is my first story, so please, be nice!

This is a story based on Vocaloid's Daughter of Evil Saga.

I do NOT own Vocaloid. I just own the characters used in here, and I also do NOT own the story.

There may be difference in the stories, due to the character difference. Thank you.

Chapter one: Daughter of Evil

I tapped my fingers against the arm of my throne. I was getting impatient. Where was my brother?

"Princess," Haruki finally approached. "There's someone here to see you."

"Really? Fine, bring them in." I wasn't in the mood to see anyone. Moments later, Haruki brought in a woman, about in her early twenties, and she looked like a village girl.

"Princess," She begged. "Please! We're all short on money, and food as well. Can't you find it in your heart to please provide us some? I beg of you." She was on her knees, her hands clasped together.

My eyes glared at the violet haired woman. "Absolutely not. You do not need it,"

"But, Princess, we do—"

"Case closed! No!" I growled. I ordered the guards to kick the woman out. She was begging more, and trying to get her way in back in the throne room, but to no avail.

I sighed irritably. I wasn't in the mood for this at all. Haruki warmly smiled, once again entering the room, only with a silver tray and cover.

"Today's snack is Brioche, Kiharu," His smile made me smile. I climbed down from the throne and followed him into the dining hall. He set down the tray on the table, and I tried a piece. My eyes closed and I smiled. It was really tasty!! I laughed after she swallowed. My brother smile even more.

"Princess, are you coming?" Haruki called from a boat. I, now fully dressed in my casual clothes, nodded as I stepped into the boat. We were going to travel to the Red country, which is ruled by the handsome blonde prince Takaru Urai. I had a huge crush on him, and I don't know if my brother knows…well, he should, because I'm going to ask for a proposal…

We were having a great time as they paddled towards the other shore. The reason why we were in such a small boat was because I requested it. I loved the quality time we spend together, even if the boat was small, and had to be paddled. I liked it a lot.

Soon enough, they ended up on the beach shore. They climbed out, and headed towards the Prince's castle.

I entered Takaru's throne room, blushing the whole way through. "Excuse me…"

Green/brown eyes shot down my way. They became softer when he knew it was me.

"Princess Kiharu…nice to see you again,"

"Yes, same to you," I bowed slightly toward him. "Anyway…I'd like to ask…"

"About what?"

"Would you please accept my marriage proposal?" I let it straight out, with blushing a little.

"Marriage proposal…?" Takaru seemed surprised at this. "I'll…consider the matter."

I was surprised as well. He would consider it? I wondered why he wouldn't accept right away; nor could I wait to see if he would!

Later…I found out something interesting, but not something I wanted to know. I heard my brother return from a visit to the neighboring country, and I had to tell him.

"I…I want her dead!"

He looked surprised. "Who, my lady?"

"That-that white haired girl…Miru, or whatever her name is! And…I want you to be the one to carry this out…" I couldn't stop crying. That girl took my soon-to-be fiancée, and I could never forgive her for that…

Haruki pulled me into a hug, and he was crying, too.

I later found out about how much he loved that girl, and I didn't realize what I did. When he came home, I put on a smile, and tried to get him to smile again.

"What?"

"They're after us, Kiharu…they know about Miru's death, and they know we're responsible." Haruki informed me, and everyone else. Takaru's starting this war over Miru. He really did love her instead of me, huh?

I looked down, trying to figure out what we could do.

"Kiharu,"

I looked up at my brother. "Hm?"

"I'll take it."

"Take what?"

"Whatever punishment they plan on giving you."

"What?! You can't do that, Haruki! They…they want me, not you…"

"I'm sure they'll take me. After all, if you are as evil as they say you are, then I must have the same blood flowing through my veins…and therefore, I must be like you. So they have to take me."

Haruki was already starting on his way out. I grabbed onto the back of his clothes. "No! I won't let you!! You stay! I'll go…And that's an order!"

He brushed my hand away. "I'm sorry. I don't want you hurt. I have to do this."

"No you don't!" I started crying again. The tears were overflowing. "I'll take it! I'll take any punishment gladly! I just don't want you to go…"

"Kiharu…" Haruki bent down and kissed my forehead. "You're my sister. I love you. And I don't want to see you hurt. Here," He handed me a different set of clothes. "Change into these. You can escape. They won't find you, I promise."

"B-but…"

There was already banging at the front gate. They were trying to break it down.

"Go, now! If you go out the back, they won't catch you."

"But Haruki!"

"NOW!"

I ran away, frightened. I quickly changed into the clothes he gave me, and I ran out the back. There was an alleyway.

I took a knife from the kitchen, and I took another hold of my hair. No one would know it's me if I cut off half of it. Everyone's so used to seeing me with long hair. I took a good grip, and hacked off a bunch of orange hair, along with throwing the rest of it in the garbage, and the kitchen knife, too.

I threw the black hood on, and headed towards a crowd.

They were all gathered for some reason. I tried to take a look as to why. I gasped, seeing Haruki up on a type of stage, in front of the guillotine. My eyes were already wet, but more tears formed as I saw his final moments…

His brown eyes swiftly noticed me, and he smiled at me before the blade dropped…

Everyone started leaving. I stayed there, falling to my knees. I started uncontrollably crying, and I couldn't stop it. And I couldn't tell anyone about this…

Because no one knows where I am…