Disclaimer: Vocaloid does not belong to me. It belongs to the Yamaha Corporation and Crypton Future Media.
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Internal Connection
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The room was dim, coated in darkness. The bright computer screen and the blinking light bulb hanging from the ceiling casted weak spheres all around the room, just as there were scattered wires swimming across the hard, cold floor. There was a whiteboard that seemed to slightly glow against the grayness of the room. All over it was scribbled equations and incomprehensible notes. Across from this board was the main source of light.
A glaring, illuminated bubbling tube of sky blue. And inside of this tube, was a child.
A young child.
She looked about fourteen, with her shoulder-length blond hair and clear skin. Her knees were brought up to her chest and her arms were wrapped around them gently. Sitting by the wooden desk, the scientist, with his black hair and glasses barely hanging onto his face, yawned, inspecting the code that flew across the computer screens. Staring at the tube, he stood up and walked towards it, gently placing his hand on the glass exterior. He could feel the vibrations coming from the machinery and life support system, working but to the scientist, it was the breathing of the girl who was in a deep sleep. He chuckled at himself for being such a romantic and walked back to the computer screens, making the last touches to the program. As his fingers flew across the keyboard, he glanced at the whiteboard, cramped with formulas and continued to type.
After a few seconds later, he glanced at the female, trapped inside the glass tube as his finger hovered over the enter key. He merely smiled and muttered to himself.
"Wake up, sleeping beauty. Rise and shine."
Activating the complex program, the computers flashed the countdown towards its completion, and the machinery around the room came to life, as pieces of code and complex algorithms are being processed and programming the robotic female, whose fingers are twitching, whether from the activation or the sudden power surge.
He stood up, the leather chair rolling back, and walked in front of the tube, smiling at the android. His assistant, stood next to him and glanced nervously at the tube.
"Doctor, do you think this will work? This was never done before..."
She said as her green pigtails waved around slightly from the warm air from the computers. The scientist reassured her, placing a hand on her shoulder.
This alone put her at ease as both continued to stare at the sleeping girl. Unknown to them, the countdown on the computer screen froze and was instead, replaced with warning signs, as it showed the error, a single piece of code, which not part of the program at all.
The error was soon bypassed and was placed into the Vocaloid's programming and was soon replaced with the countdown screen. However, instead of the timer counting down, the numbers were counting up, from seconds, to minutes and finally, hours. The counter was soon overloaded and shut down, automatically activating the final phase and words flew across the computer screen, a select few flashing in the form of a sentence.
'Thank you very much...'
The wires connecting to the glass tube disconnected from the top, cutting the power flow as cold steam erupting from the opening, both scientists covering their mouths with the sleeves of their lab coats to avoid choking and gaped at the sight in front of them.
A white ribbon hanging on the top of her blonde head, her hair cut shirt, the white dress she wears gently blew in the wind. Her eyes flashing, ciphers appearing in her pupils before blinking, showing a hazel color.
"I... am... Rin..." She spoke in a perfectly human voice and blinked at the strangers in front of them.
The scientist stared at the robot in front of him, and sobbed, slowly walking up to the blonde girl and grasped her shoulders.
"I am your father... Rin..." He sniffed and on his knees, cried into her shoulders, as his assistant looks at the sight and merely smiled.
"Congratulations. You've made the first Vocaloid…"
The red frame of her glasses gleamed in the light as she wiped away a few tears, holding her clipboard and bows down.
"Thank you, Miku. You've been a great help for me." He sniffed and before standing up, kissed the robot's warm forehead.
He glanced at the computer screens, which were now blank. If one would look through the records later, the errors never existed. The scientist looked at the wall and, with his back facing Rin and Miku, slammed onto a yellow button, shattering the plastic covering.
"Hey, Miku? Give Rin a bath. I'll be out for a little."
She nodded and continued to play with Rin's golden locks as he opened the door, donned on a grey outfit over the lab coat and went out the door, up the stairs and out of the house.
Staring at his surroundings, he mumbled.
"Hard to believe that history has been made today…" He chuckled and walked into the darkness, the street lights illuminating every so often.
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The bell on the door rang, as the scientist walked in and closed the iron door, making his way towards a seat at the dimly lit bar. The tables looked worn out from years of bar fights and drinks as the surroundings looked normal, the jukebox in the corner from the 70's and the wooden handles on the taps looked fairly old.
"Heh, empty as always…" He looked around and sat on a red stool, and began sipping a drink that was already set on the wooden surface, drops of water settled on the glass surface.
"Scotch with ice, huh? You girls must really want me to talk…" He laughed and smiled, looking behind his shoulders. "…Am I right?"
He smiled at the three females that sat behind him, assembled together at a single table. In appearance, they were the same age as the scientist, each of them wearing the same grey coat – although you could very easily tell the difference between them.
The girl on the left, called Tanya, had long and shining black hair that was twisted into a thick braid. She watched the man with her dark and mysterious eyes that almost seemed to pierce right through him. Her skin was a slightly tanned color that complimented the rest of her complexion perfectly.
The girl in the middle, named Emily, wore a pair of innocent black eyes - framed in thick, rimmed glasses slightly falling off her nose – that were buried in a book. Her hair was straight and elegant – the same shade as Tanya's - falling an inch or two past her shoulders. She had pale, creamy skin that glowed vibrantly.
The girl on the right, Rimi, gave the scientist a sarcastic look and groan as she said, "When you call us out here like this, obviously." She closed her light brown eyes and began massaging her forehead. The least professional-looking of all of them, Rimi had short, layered coffee-colored hair that barely reached her shoulders. It was quite obvious she was Asian, even though she didn't have the signature dark orbs and locks.
The male scientist made his way towards them and sat across the wooden table front of Emily.
"Subject One has been activated. The project has been completed."
Upon hearing this, the females immediately focused their attention on the man. Tanya's lip curled up slightly, Emily smiled, and Rimi gave him a grin.
"Awesome, congrats, dude!" She exclaimed, patting his shoulder hard enough to make a sound. The scientist winced and nodded, brushing the hand off. Rimi began to protest at this action, but Emily interrupted her.
"So," The girl said as she wiped her glasses, "You have made a Vocaloid, an android with a human mind and the ability to retain information as much as possible. Congratulations."
The male nodded in response.
"Tests show that upon activation, she can utilize her brain at eighty percent capacity." He frowned upon saying this. Emily noticed his change in expression and gave him a puzzled look.
"How is that bad, Shima? Usually, the typical human can use only five percent of the brain," She said, "Einstein was an exception and he only used 10 percent. The man created the mass-energy equivalence, E=mc2, and helped make the Manhattan Project. Look at the changes he has brought upon this world!"
"… Emily, she was supposed to use at least 90 percent of the brain. As far as I know, no errors have been made. I should know, I checked the programming at least a hundred times over a six-month period." He drank the rest of the scotch with one gulp and looked at the females. "…How's Subject Two? Has he been activated yet?" All of them shook their heads as Tanya began to speak.
"The subject is being sent to Japan as we speak. He will be contained in the same equipment and will be integrated with the same programming. The connection between Subject One and Subject Two has not been disrupted. The process known as Synchronization will be left with you, Doctor. However…"
Emily held out a paper envelope and the male known as Shima accepted it, opening it and began looking through the contents.
"…These are for you," The girl said as she lowered her glasses a bit, "The three of us have come up with this plan for Phase 1 of the project. We need your approval, of course."
A smile slowly crept onto Shima's face.
"This seems good enough. I guess I'll see you girls later-" He looked up from the papers and found himself staring into thin air. "…How the hell do you do that?" Shaking his head, he took out his cell phone, sifting through the contact list, and began calling 'Home'. It rang a couple times before someone answered.
"Hello?"
"Ah, Miku. I need to talk to you."
"Yes, Doctor?"
"Tell Rin…"
He smirked at the paper he was still holding, a form waiting to be filled out and several others, including an employment form, a list of supplies and a letter of recommendation.
"…that she's going to school."
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Author's Note: I give my thanks to Rietto, Rightside Reflection and OnigiRimi, also known as Tanya, Emily, and, well, Rimi. They helped me a lot throughout the making of this story and will continue to do so throughout the storyline. Thank you very much. I hope you enjoyed reading this fanfiction as much as I was making it. There will be more chapters and certain people will have cameos or/and general appearances. Be sure to press that button down there and review~! I'll gladly answer all questions!
Thank you very much for reading (so far)!
- Shimata