Author's note: I apologise to those who have been reading my old stories, I don't plan on continuing on Longinglogue anymore. ): Sorry. This is a new series, based off a recent Kagamine Append song, called からくり卍ばーすと(Karakuri 卍 Burst) I made up majority of the details. :b but the main plot is still there.

Also: I do not own Vocaloid. Though I want to.

Mission and Punishment

"General Kaito, reporting for duty, Sir!" Len saluted the navy-blue-haired man.

Kaito eyed him with a lone blue eye, his blue hair covered the other side of his face, hiding the empty socket that made up his right eye. His black uniform was neat and kempt, red tie carefully adjusted on his neck. The white band on his left arm bearing the symbol of the swastika, as was the customary uniform of every other secret intelligence personnel in the room.

"Our intelligence has reviewed the murder cases plighting a number of our Honorary Government." He handed a thin black file to Len, "Assassins have been taking down a number of our politicians, we have reason to believe that the murderer is a single entity, and is working for the Jiyoku Organisation.

According to further investigation and autopsies, the time of death was generally at night, between 4pm to 5am, varying from the various murders."

Len flipped through the files, giving the documents a quick glance.

"Your mission is to find out who is this assassin. We would like you to dispose of this killer as quietly as possible, and possibly squeeze out any information about his or her agency, before execution." Kaito finished, tapping the file one last time.

"Any information you might need, or not, is in this file. Your briefing is over. You are dismissed." Kaito sat back and turned his attention towards another stack of papers, analyzing reports and information.

Len saluted Kaito once more, and left the office. He, too, was wearing the same government uniform that all the members of the government intelligence wore. The same white shirt, same red tie, same black coat buttoned over the shirt, same black belt, same red trousers worn under the black coat, same black army cap with its badges and pins.

Same white band on their left sleeves.

Len unconsciously touched his right eye, hidden under a black eye-patch and side-swept yellow bangs, in a manner similar to that of Kaito. He often told people that he had lost his right eye in a battle, gaining the scar that adorned his nose, scarring his otherwise handsome face.

The truth was that he did retain his right eye. However, it was a nasty blood red, in contrast to his cyan left eye. It left too much of a lasting impression on people, a great red beacon alerting people to his identity.

Yes, it was better to conceal this fact to the public, especially enemies seeking to wreck our country.

...

"How did it go?" A high-pitched, almost musical, voice pierced the deep, dark, silence of the mansion.

"He is disposed of. They'll find his broken body hanging from a tree outside a certain hotel, mistress." A girl knelt on the rich red carpet that adorned the wooden panels of the mansion. She was dressed in a low-cut red dress, white stockings held up by a visible garter belt that disappeared under the short dress, draped over her shoulders was a white, button-less coat. Her hair was in a high bun, tied by a white ribbon, over which sat a large red flower. She had various scars on her shoulders, emphasized by the white bandage wound around her neck. "It would appear as a suicidal hanging."

"WHAT?" The shriek was followed by a dull thump as the woman kicked the girl onto the carpet. "I don't want a silent murder! I want you to kill them so bloodily and horrifying, that they'll coil back into hell once they see the remnants of their pathetic bodies!

I want the government to know that this is a MURDER! This is our REVENGE for our countrymen! I want them to be terrified at the prospect of a death that awaits them similar! Do it properly next time! I want no mistakes! No mercy! Do you get it? NO MERCY! You have to treat them like the pathetic DOGS they are."

The woman kicked the girl one last time with her brown leather heels, then turned back in one swift motion, her blue hair swinging in two ponytails as she turned.

Miku took off her spectacles as she sat down on the cushioned armchair by the side of the room, putting them into the pocket of her doctor's coat.

"Come here." She pointed at her feet, as she crossed her long legs, emphasized by the fishnet stockings she wore. She loosened the blue tie on her neck, unbuttoning some of the top buttons.

The girl slowly crawled towards Miku, spitting a little blood out of her mouth. She stopped, head bowed, palms open on the ground, before her.

"I'm going to have to punish you," Miku smiled, "Rin."

She kicked off her shoes, one of which nearly missed hitting the girl's forehead.

"Lick it."

Rin averted her eyes, unwilling to submit to the humiliation of the act.

"Hey. I order you to."

Rin looked up slowly, a single red eye staring helplessly at the ice-cold Miku, smiling malevolently. The other side of her face was hidden by her long, yellow bangs, under which a white bandage was partially shown. This bandage hid the sky-blue eye given to her at birth.

She stuck her tongue out nervously, inching her head towards Miku's manicured blue nails.

"Now that's a good girl."

Note: The use of swastika does not have relation to Nazis whatsoever. It's a religious symbol.

Jiyoku: combination of Japanese words 'freedom'(jiyo) and 'hell' (jigoku).