There's a darkening shriek all through out the area, and if you were good enough at listening the scream was echoing, "M-CHAN!"
"Hehe..." The blonde formally known as me, with her rabbit mask on in honor of Yukiru Sugisaki, am rubbing the back of my head with a great grin on the rabbit mask.
"What do you think you're doing?"
"Making a fanfic."
"Wrong answer Blondie!" Another voice cried out, though from a demon. I blink as A takes a swipe at me, which I dodge easily,
"Right, well, I do not own DNAngel, I'm pretty sure this is my fanfic idea...and..." A takes another swipe again, which she almost makes if With hadn't tripped me, "Oh right!"
"DIE!"
Hello, Clone of Me
I.

It was known that they were deep rivals, constantly making fun of each other for each other's creations, while taking in and indulging the truth about the critique. For a pair that was so strange, they seemed to get along if not for their rivalry in inventing or creating.

Sadly at the age of ten they were forced away from each other and forced into an environment that everyone just gave the bright side of their creations, but they already knew of all that was perfect, but it was hard to see what could be wrong with any creation that any of them made.

They were taken away for a reason though, for some reason the two different companies that took them wanted them to experiment...and that was to experiment on processing clones.

Clones? Why would they need clones? And clones would be a nasty thing, the process would be long and hard and who knows what effect that would have on the actual clone, the mind would probably go insane and try to destroy the whole district.

At least until the challenge arose.

"You'll finally beat him."

"Yes, this will be something he could never do, only you are smart enough for this."

Needless to say, for ten-year-olds, this was very flattering and the start of a long and exhausting challenge.


Niwa Dark, Niwa Dark, please report to the principal's office. Niwa Dark

One shiny purple haired teenager froze as he heard his name called out, but he calmed down almost immediately afterwards. After all, Dark was never someone who just panicked beneath the skin, besides, his name seemed to be called nearly each and every day, though Dark didn't know why, especially since they couldn't prove half of the things he was always accused of.

"Hehehe, Whad you do this time Dark?" Scoffed his fellow teenagers that actually let themselves be caught when it came to 'breaking the rules.' Dark shrugged, ignoring them and marched right towards the office.

Right when he had opened the door, he cried out in surprise as he was tackled by a small figure with bright red hair and was wearing a small school uniform.

"Dark-sama!" Dark picked up the gripping figure in between his chest and stomach and picked up the small person who had tackled him. Dark blinked only once before he was sent off in a panic with inner worries,

"Daisuke? Daisuke! What are you doing here?" Dark asked, nearly yelling at the redhead. Daisuke had rather spiky red-hair and beautiful red eyes that shined especially well at this day and age.

"The school let me out, and when I tried to go home they wouldn't let me in..." Daisuke's eyes suddenly started building up tears and all of Dark's attention converted to the redhead he held, "And they called me names again..." Dark growled, damn scientists, they were always so mean to Daisuke.

"Oh I see." Dark simply gave Daisuke a smile and hugged the younger, who greeted the hug with a happy cheer, "We'll teach them when we get home, okay? I promise."

"Thank you Dark-niichan." Dark almost chuckled at how cute Daisuke sounded when he gave that label for him.

"Niwa, your father is calling for you, I think he wants you to walk back to the labs." Whispered the only one who knew of the existence of the labs and genius of Dark. Her hair gliding down gently as she wore a strange outfit for a school secretary,

"Yes Miss Towa."

"Dark don't call me that!" She scorned him but he simply walked out of the room, grinning to himself all while letting Daisuke down and holding him with his cute little hand.

Daisuke, by any means, was not a normal five-year-old boy. In a twisted way, if you wanted to look at it closely, Dark was his father, mother and brother as Daisuke also sometimes declared in emotional outbursts (Which was always funny hearing Daisuke cry out, "OKAA!"). Daisuke was the result of a complete cloning of Dark's DNA, but was actually growing and functioning like a regular person...well except for some quirks every once in awhile.

"Okaa..." Dark blushed, furiously muttering that he preferred not to be called that, "Can we get a treat?" Dark blinked then saw the ice cream vendor that stood around the school for the end of the day to come for money. Dark stared then grinned,

"If you can steal it without him seeing it, we'll get some." Daisuke grinned cheerfully at Dark and concentrated on trying to steal a small portion from the ice cream. All of Daisuke's quirks mainly came from Dark, who had a secret identity, known as the great Dark Mousy, and Dark would usually only go out to steal some things out of sheer boredom, sometimes he paid for the damages...sometimes he just kept the toys he'd steal (which was most of the time).

Dark smirked when he stared at the careful figure of Daisuke, hiding behind the man's shadow very well, especially in the prime time of day, the vendor never even saw him coming. Daisuke came back proudly with two cones and stared up to Dark with sparkling eyes. Dark grinned,

"Good job Daisuke!" He patted the boy on the head and Daisuke smiled happily, so then Dark went off, paying the ice cream vendor as they went off ("What the-?" Double shots to Daisuke and his ice cream). The two walked home, which were the labs. Daisuke shuddered a bit and Dark picked up him, comfortably holding the much younger one in place, glaring ahead as they entered through the labs.

One would except complicated ways of getting into the labs, but not to arose suspicion, the labs were placed to be like a restaurant, more commonly, a diner restaurant. Dark kicked the doors open because of the cute being between his arms and his anger at the people around the lab. Several people's heads shot up uncomfortably as the doors banged against the restaurant, but then shot back down as they confirmed it as one angry Dark Niwa.

"TAKESHI!" Dark shouted angrily, demanding to see the dark-haired boy, but was surprised to see the other run through and jump over the counter to hide behind it. Dark stared carefully, so that would explain a few things, he then glared at the other, "You're late." Takeshi whipped his head, confident of not at all being scared of Dark,

"I know, sorry, was out on a date."

"The whole morning?"

"Hey you know Menou is a wild card, I can not avoid her when she wants to do something!"

"Jesus, I swear you're a masochist." Takeshi just grinned, if you looked straight at Takeshi you would think he was just a short-order cook (incredibly fast and delicious with his food too) but really Takeshi was head of the Investigations Unit, at least since his father died. Takeshi was very good at his job, Dark noted as Takeshi smiled down at Daisuke, who grinned back.

"Don't worry, we'll get those bastards," Takeshi played with his finger, swinging it around. Takeshi then looked around, "...Who the hell was my replacement?" Crawled from the darkness, who seemed to be pathetically sobbing was one of Takeshi's best friends,

"Takeshi!" He cried out, his light hair busy flying in different directions while is body seemed very pathetic.

"Masahiro!" Takeshi also cried out, but in surprise, "What the hell?" Dark stared at the two, having a feeling on what was going to happen,

"They overwhelmed me...with the Super Combo 1!" Dark's face fell as Takeshi embraced the other,

"Oh I'm so sorry my friend!"

"Don't stare Daisuke, children aren't supposed to see such creepy things." Dark grabbed Daisuke and led him to behind the walls, which usually are appeared as the kitchens. Dark looked at the dazzling white and clean sparkling surfaces, though he had grown tired of it LONG ago.

"Ah, Dark-sama." Dark glared to the direction of who started to talk to him, not at all pleased, knowing that all the scientists had something to do with poor Daisuke's tears.

"Yes, what is it?" Dark coldly replied, continuing his glare as the scientist got flustered under his cold gaze.

"Dark-sama," The scientist bowed, trying to ignore the glares she was receiving, but it was working very well as the back of her neck froze, "The b-boss would like to see you." Dark scoffed underneath his breath,

"What could that ugly fat bastard want?" He then looked at the scientist, "He still in his office?"

"Actually...he's with the doctors." Dark rolled his eyes, figures. Dark then walked off, dragging Daisuke with him, who protested only slightly because he wanted to go off to play.

"-And there's some strange development in the lower back columns of his back too sir."

Dark's interested peeked up as he caught Daisuke and told the younger to hush a bit, they stared ahead to listen to the conversation.

"Wonderful, so Dark's stumbled upon the 'DNA Glitch' as you call it?" There was quite amount of mumbling to probably confirm this. Dark's stare hardened, DNA Glitch?

"Yes sir, with so much power running through its-" Dark twitched angrily "veins, it could very well be a very powerful bioweapon."

"Heh...good...that's good..." Dark growled underneath his breath and took that time to walk in, acting like the true thief he was and walked in with a fake smile,

"Hello Boss, you wanted to see me?"

"Ah Dark, I was wondering when you would come home."

"Well it is after school now, so I reckon with that curfew I should have came home early." Dark gritted through his teeth, "Or at least from what from any normal moron could figure that much out." The doctors held their breath and stared over at Dark, who continued his fake smile at the Boss. Boss growled, his face turning red a bit,

"Yes...well, Dark I need to talk to you alone." Boss shot a glance at the doctors, who scurried away in a quick hurry and at Daisuke, but the younger either didn't see the danger he might have been in or he was too stubborn to let go of the hand that held him.

"What do you want?" Dark asked immediately, not helping the glare through his eyes because of his anger at the Boss. Daisuke was also getting scared from the trembling he could feel vibrating through the hand that he held.

"I need you to make more clones...of your genes." The Boss smirked but Dark just smirked back,

"I couldn't even if I wanted to." Boss's eyes widened then he blinked calmly,

"Now Dark, it's a sin to lie."

"And it was a sin to create this life. I was just lucky." Dark grinned and let go of Daisuke's hand, edging the boy to go to his room. Daisuke only nodded, not at all sure by what the older two meant.

"Huh, can't stain innocent eyes, neh?" The Boss grinned as Daisuke ran down to find his room, "I wonder what would happen if he were just to...disappear one day..." Dark showed no signs of carrying except internal, he leaned against the wall to help out his look of boredom.

"I wonder too." Dark simply replied back, folding his arms to show his calm stature. The dark man grinned simply at Dark,

"Now what do you mean that you can't?"

"The same components that made Daisuke...were all burned up." Dark sadistically started, staring through his crimson eyes.

"Well then, they'll just have get the ingredients again."

"It's not possible." Dark sighed, having gone through his conversation many a time, then stared over at the Boss, "Daisuke is one of a kind. There is no such thing as a true clone. Daisuke may be from my genes, but he is still an actual unique being, after all, how else could he have red hair and bright red eyes? He is not a true clone, he is just another human being." Dark was thrown back by an accompanying laughter that followed his sentence, "What is so damn funny?" Dark demanded angrily, frowning at the older man.

"So naive, then again what am I to expect from a simple teenager?" Dark growled, "No matter what you say, he is a true clone of you, why at your age you looked the same as he did, so when he reaches puberty like you, his hair will darken and he will grow as tall as you." Dark stared silently, not believing the words at all. Genetics and making life was much more complicated then that, he knew from experience.

"Whatever, I still can't make more of them...and why would you need more of them?"

"A gene defect. Within you Dark Niwa is an energy that no human has ever possessed, and it is also within Daisuke..." Boss grinned greedily, "Doctors all over the world could extract that gene to develop war machines beyond any chance of defeat, and we'll get paid millions!" Dark scoffed, looking disgusted and turning away from the man.

"Gene defect? First time I've heard of it." Dark muttered curiously though, within his genes? What was wrong with his genes? "Sorry, can't and I definitely won't be doing it now."

"Oh, but I don't think have no choice Dark." Dark blinked and stared wide-eyed as two doctors came out, holding Daisuke between them, both of the doctors grinning evilly. "We know of your weakness for all your inventions, no matter what it is you tend to keep it..." Dark continued to stare, only his gaze got angrier.

"Put him down now." Dark growled as Daisuke started to cry as the doctors started to twist part of his limbs in a painful position, testing the boy's limits for pain.

"I think not." Boss turned to the doctors and signature to do something with a nod of his head. Dark's eyes grew as they shoved Daisuke onto a table, which he immediately tried to get out of but hand links caught him and secured him to the table,

"I've always wondered what the insides of a clone looked like."

"Will it look like an alien inside?"

"Or will be bleed like a regular normal human?" Daisuke started to shake, too much for his five-year-old mind could take. One of the doctors took out one of their sharp instruments, cutting Daisuke first on the cheek. Daisuke yiped from the pain and Dark resisted running straight to Daisuke and killing the bastards who were doing this to him.

"Hm, red blood."

"Interesting."

"STOP IT!" Dark demanded, glaring at the Boss who just grinned back from the sadistic sight, "I SAID STOP IT DAMMIT!" The doctors ignored him, cutting Daisuke's uniform now.

"Human anatomy." Shuffle, search, search. Daisuke whimpered and Dark stared as they looked over the young one's chest, what were they...? Dark growled, looking once again the Boss, who just held up his hands innocently, he growled again,

"STOP IT! I'LL DO YOUR DAMN CLONING!" Boss grinned and the doctors stopped, grinning and it took so much will power from Dark not to wipe those evil grins from their faces. Dark rushed towards Daisuke, holding the younger in his arms.

"Okaa..." Daisuke muttered and this time Dark didn't mind so much, he sighed, just glad that the other was safe now. Anger spread throughout Dark's veins though,

HOW DARE HE ATTACK OURS. KILL...KILL...

Dark blinked from the sudden voice, almost shuddering from the inner voice that erupted inside of him. Daisuke cuddled next to Dark and Dark then decided,

"Tell me Boss, have you ever heard of the legendary phantom thief, Dark Mousy?" Silence surrounded the room in slight confusion,

"And if I have?" Dark confidently swirled around to met the other's eyes,

"Well here he is!" Dark proclaimed himself and jumped up onto the table, doing a couple more flips back, carefully keeping Daisuke in his arms, "And he's about to make his legendary escape with his prize." They stood blinking for only a few moments,

"GET HIM!" Boss screeched, cursing at himself for letting Dark near his invention, but then again he hadn't been expecting this Dark to be the same and legendary Dark Mousy!

"Sorry, not today!" Dark flipped them a simple good-bye and ran out with a couple of flashy flips and complete moves. The entire diner exploded with excitement and proclamations of the legendary Dark Mousy with the million yen bounty on his head.

"I definitely wasn't expecting this when I came to work today." Takeshi simply said as Dark disappeared and a large group of brainiacs followed after him, or at least from what they had managed to see of him. Masahiro only nodded once as word rushed throughout the streets.

The Legendary Phantom Thief Dark Mousy has struck again!


There is a creepy silence with crickets everywhere, I smile from my bunny mask, "I know, a kind of rather and short beginning, but there will be more I promise...Hopefully you liked this first chapter!"
"M-CHAN!" I gag as I start to get strangled by my angel half.