Hai guys! Okay, this is my first fanfiction. Excuse the short, incomplete sentences. I tried to make it dramatic. ^^;

Okay, so for those of you who have seen the Synchronicity videos on YouTube, this is my take on what happened. Please R&R!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Vocaloid or any of the Vocaloids themselves. (sadly)


Prologue

The Pythoness stepped out into the dim light of the cave. Angry red eyes gleamed fiercely back at her. The Pythoness looked down at the red stained body of the girl, who was now the former Dragon Diva.

Find a new one. commanded the snakelike voice that paired the eyes.

The Pythoness looked up at the eyes. She bowed. "Yes, my Lord," she said. And with that, she turned away.

She walked out into her chamber and fell to her knees. Her teal hair covered her face. She was trembling. Why did she feel this way? There had been many divas before this one, so why did she feel this way now? Images of the Diva's death flashed through her mind. Sharp claws, bloodied, slicing at the Diva. The diva flying backward, dead on impact. An angry dragon. The hand of the diva, lying limp on the ground, drenched in her own blood. The Pythoness pulled herself up with her staff. She walked to the center of her chamber, which was an altar, with pillars reaching toward the depthless ceiling all around it. At the center was a crystal ball. The Pythoness put her hand over the top of it and mumbled a word in the dragon language. The crystal ball lit up and there in it was the figure of a woman with pink hair. The oracle of Dragonism.

"The master needs a new Diva," the Pythoness said. The woman bowed. And the image faded away. The Pythoness looked up from the crystal ball. She smirked. This will be interesting… She thought to herself.

Luka turned and left her chamber. Waiting just outside was Meiko, the captain of the guard. She turned and looked at Luka.

"What commands do you give?" she asked, her hand on the hilt of her sword. Luka turned at her.

"A new Diva is required. Assemble a few guards, we leave at once." Meiko was stunned for a moment, and then bowed.

"Yes, milady." And with that, she turned to assemble the guards.

A mother sat on her bed with her two baby twins, laughing at their giggling and cooing. They were just so cute. The only thing the mother was saddened by was the fact that they would grow up without a father. The pendants that hung around each of the children's necks glistened. They were given to the mother by a friend of hers, a scholar, who had long purple hair as dark as an eggplant. He had said they would be very important in the future. Though the mother didn't know why… and the scholar did not tell her… Suddenly, there was a knock on the mother's door. The mother went to answer it. She opened the door. Standing there was a figure in a black cloak and a guard in armor.

"Can I help you…?" the mother asked cautiously. The dark figure held up a golden scroll for the mother to see.

"We have come to collect your daughter, by order of the oracle." He said.

The mother gasped and put her hand to her mouth, knowing what her daughter was to become. She turned and was about to run into the bedroom to protect her children, but the armored figure grabbed her first.

"NO!" she screamed as the dark figure entered the house, "DON'T TAKE MY BABY!"

Startled by their mother's cries, the children cried as well, their little hands entwined. The dark figure entered the bedroom. He went over to the screaming and crying children and scooped up the girl. He left the house and when he was far enough away that the mother couldn't chase after them, the guard let the mother go. She dropped to her knees, bawling. The guard left the house. The mother sat like that for a few moments, weeping fiercely. She remembered her crying son, and got to her feet. She staggered, tear-blinded, to the bedroom to console her crying son. She flopped on to the bed and pulled her child close to her.

"It's all right," she said between sobs. "It'll be all right, I'm here. Mommy's here. Don't cry, Len." The child was then reduced to sobs, and eventually fell asleep. The mother, however, was too distraught to sleep. Instead, she lay by her child, stroking his cheek and humming gently to him. She gazed lovingly at her sleeping child, who cried, even in his sleep.

"I'm sorry, Len," she whispered. "I'm sorry."


So, short chapter. But what'd you think? R&R and Chapter 1 part 1 will be out soon! ^^

~AniGurl