-Author Notes-

This story is based on the song Dancer in the Dark originally sung by Luka Megurine. Well, it's just based off the chorus, really.

Anyway, because I need to put one in fear of dying: Disclaimer, I do not own Vocaloid, or the original song. This story is mine though.

Chapter 01: Worlds of Light and Darkness

Luka sat on the edge of a cloud, swinging her legs to and fro, looking down at the world below. Up here, in Heaven, the world was white, clean and pure, but down there it was black; black and ruined and scarred. Light no longer shone on that world anymore, the humans had to rely on artificial light and electricity to light up their world for them, but it still wasn't enough. Plants died, leaving them with food shortages. If plants weren't in the special GM buildings specifically made for them to survive, they'd always die. Thankfully the technology was there to help protect the world, if only by a little bit. But Luka knew that one day the technology would fail and the humans would all die.

Luka hated it. She desired more than anything to fix that world, the word they were meant to protect, but she knew she couldn't; there would be dire consequences if she tried to do that. All she wanted to do was save the people she was supposed to care about.

"Luka, you're sitting here again?" She heard Meiko ask.

Luka turned to look at Meiko. Meiko had short brown hair that, even though it looked scruffy, still looked amazing. It was probably due to the fact she was an angel. Meiko was dressed in red as usual, her dress flowing around her ankles.

"Yes, I am," Luka replied.

"You know, no matter much you wish to change that world, you can't. Miku won't accept it," Meiko said, looking at Luka with a rather dead expression.

Everyone always had dead expressions up here, because no one was ever happy. No one was ever happy because of Miku.

Miku was the Goddess. She ruled the world and Heaven, with thousands of angels there with her. Meiko was her Archangel, in charge of all of the other angels. But, the Goddess was supposed to be benevolent and Miku wasn't. She was far from it.

Miku had practically destroyed the world below, making the humans do her bidding. She wasn't the kind Goddess she should be, she was pure evil. But no one believed it. All of the humans thought that there world was destroyed because of something they had done. They thought the Goddess was punishing them for being evil and bad. Every day they prayed to her, begging her to fix it, but she never would. She'd sit on the throne she had carved for herself and laugh at how pathetic they were. She found it so hilarious how they thought they were being punished for doing something bad when, really, they were being punished for no reason at all.

But, there were some humans that didn't believe in their eternal punishment. They called themselves the Divine Destroyers, the DD. They knew that the Goddess was evil and, even though they were only mortal, they did everything they could to try and stop her. Luka loved to watch these people, see what they'd come up with time and time again. She watched them preaching to the others, trying to persuade them that the Goddess wasn't all she seemed. No one ever believed them though. Why would they? Instead they were all just pushed away to the edge of existence.

Sometimes though, a member of the DD would be captured and taken away. They'd be tortured and eventually sacrificed to the Goddess, no one understanding that 'sacrifice' only meant 'religious murder'. The people who were committing the sacrifice believed they were doing the right thing, believed that Miku would start to appreciate them. Luka hated it when that happened. But there was never anyone to share her sadness with. None of the other angels cared. So Luka's sadness would eternally be silent.

Every day, Luka would come to watch the DD. Every day she longed to be a part of that darkness below her, to be with the people she knew she should be with. Every day, Luka would watch, wishing them the best of luck. Every day, she was glad Miku didn't know about this organisation, otherwise they'd all be dead by now.

But lately something else had caught her eye. Usually, Luka would watch the whole of the DD in generally but currently her gaze had been focused on one man. His name was Gakupo Kamui. He was the leader of the DD and it was his personal mission to make the Goddess pay for what she had done. Luka watched him nearly all the time now, well, not all the time. She'd watch him when she had time to spare. Luka thought that he was fairly attractive for a human. He'd never be as beautiful as an angel. They were a divine species. Gakupo had unusually long purple hair that he always tied back to keep it out of the way. He was what the humans called a samurai, a person skilled in the art of sword fighting.

The only thing that upset Luka about Gakupo was he wasn't particularly fond of angels either. It wasn't that he hated them, well, not as much as he hated Miku anyway, but he thought that they were all 'O Goddess this' and 'O Goddess that'. Basically, he thought that the angels worshipped the Goddess as much as the humans did. But that wasn't true. Yes, the angels didn't do anything about Miku but they couldn't. If they tried to go against her then bad things would happen. Very bad things. If you defied her, you'd get your wings ripped off and you'd be thrown down to the world below, cast out as a fallen angel. No one ever survived the fall from grace. They always died when they hit the ground.

"Luka," Meiko said, snapping Luka back to reality.

"Yes?" Luka asked

"Come on, let's go," Meiko said holding out a hand to Luka. "There's no point watching the world. You can't fix it."

"I know," Luka sighed and she stood up, ignoring Meiko's outstretched hand.

Luka walked passed Meiko without taking another look at her. Yes, Luka loved Meiko as a sister and she cared about her deeply but currently she couldn't care less about her. Meiko was the Archangel. Surely, she out of all the angels could do something about Miku. She never did though. She was too afraid of falling.

Luka rolled back her stiff shoulders, shaking out her arms and wings to get the stiffness out of them. If she couldn't watch Gakupo now, she'd come back to watch him later.

Gakupo grimaced as Gumi tied the bandage around his arm.

"You should be more careful. I keep telling you that but you never listen. Now look at you, you were attacked and you are bleeding everywhere. Someone has to clean this up you know?"

"Yeah, I'm sorry," Gakupo said.

He screwed up his face as Gumi tied the bandage tightly, a little too tightly.

"Are you trying to cut off the oxygen flow to my arm?" he asked as she started to wipe up some of the blood he'd dripped everywhere. "I always knew you never liked me."

"You're my brother, of course I'm not going to like you," Gumi said but she smiled warmly at him as she said it, meaning she didn't really mean it.

"Of course," Gakupo laughed.

He knew she wouldn't hate him. If you were a member of the DD you never hated another member. It was too hard to focus on issues between members when you were basically trying to save the world.

Suddenly a door slammed and everyone looked up at the entrance to the infirmary. Lily was standing in the entrance, not looking too pleased.

Lily was the other leader of the DD, along with Gakupo. She had long blonde hair with strands always flying everywhere. She always looked impressive, maybe it was due to the fact she never really wore much.

"Seriously Gakupo, when will you learn?" She asked as she walked over to the bed he was sitting on, hands on hips.

"Most likely never," he replied.

Lily sighed. "That wasn't the answer I was looking for."

"Oh come on Lily, don't be so mad. I'm barely hurt!"

"You were shot in the arm," Gumi pointed out.

Gakupo had to hand it to her. Being shot in the arm never equalled barely hurt.

"When you're fine, come and find me," Lily said before stalking out.

Gumi ran up and closed the door then came back to attend to Gakupo.

"I am fine aren't I?" he asked.

"Nope," Gumi said, just before she stabbed him in the arm with a needle.

Gakupo yelped and clutched his arm. "Hey more careful next time!"

"Yes sir," Gumi said before taking the now empty needle back to the cupboard.

"Ergh, females, so annoying aren't they?" Big Al asked from the bed next to Gakupo.

"Yeah," Gakupo agreed, rubbing his arm.

Big Al was the only person in the infirmary that was there not because of an injury. Well, excluding the Doctors and nurses like Gumi. Big AL was there because he was sick. He'd been injured and had developed a nasty infection in his leg that spread across his body. It was unfortunate really since due to being in the DD he couldn't get the right treatment to make him better.

The DD headquarters was in a remote place in the middle of nowhere, where nobody would find them. But, because of their location and who they were, they couldn't get all the things they needed. They had to grow some of their own food, even though they had some people in the food industry who could get some for them, but they always grew their own just in case.

Gakupo sighed. He wished there was something he could do but there wasn't. Everyone knew Big Al was inevitably going to die if he didn't get the right treatment in time, which was most likely not going to happen. That didn't stop Gakupo trying his best to get the treatment needed, and it still didn't stop Big Al from being the happiest he could be.

Gakupo stood up and made his way to the door. "Well, I'll be off now. I'd hate to leave you with Gumi but unfortunately I have to."

"It's alright," Big Al laughed. "I have the other doctors and patients to comfort me. I can just ignore her."

"Yeah of course," Gumi laughed and Gakupo nodded in agreement.

Although, looking round, Gakupo knew Big Al would be pretty lonely. There weren't many doctors and there weren't many patients that day either.

"Well, I'll see you later then shall I?" Gakupo said as he saluted before leaving.

As he walked down the corridor he bumped into Big Al's wife, Sweet Ann.

"Oh, I heard you were in the infirmary due to being shot or something. Is Big Al okay?" she asked. "I was about to come and see him. I baked him some cookies. You know how he loves them."

Sweet Ann held up a plate of a variety of cookies. Everyone loved her cookies.

"He's fine, well, as fine as he can be. He hasn't gotten better but he hasn't gotten worse than yesterday. He's still happy as always," Gakupo replied.

"Oh thank heavens," Sweet Ann sighed as she offered Gakupo a cookie.

Gakupo gladly took one and waved goodbye as Sweet Ann made her way to the infirmary and he made his way to where ever Lily was at the moment. He sighed, feeling sorry for Sweet Ann since she was so close to losing her husband. She was being brave about it though. Their son, Oliver, was being exceptionally brave too. He'd always been really close to his father.

Gakupo sighed again. What they really needed more than anything was some good luck. What they needed was an angel to come down and save them all.

~Author's Notes~

I know there are some awkwardly written sentences in this but I wrote this, um, over two years ago now (as of the moment I'm writing these Author's Notes). I've fixed the spelling errors, and reworded some of the sentences, but you're gonna have to live with the bluntness of my old writing style for a while, until it gets better :)

~Kate