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"Yuuma! Come down here or we'll be late for school!" a small, thin black haired girl cried as she climbed the long spiral staircase to the second level of her house. Her house was silent minus the television that was coming from her little sister Ayumi's room. At the very end of the hallway, she reached the tall oak door to Yuuma's bedroom. It was shut. She grabbed the small brass handle and attempted to open it but it appeared as if he had locked it. She sighed. Now wasn't the time for games. She called his name again and there wasn't an answer. Maybe he overslept? She pressed her ear to his door and tried to listen for sounds of any sort. There was nothing.

"Come on! We don't have time for this! This isn't funny!" She growled, stomping her foot down on the wooden floorboards beneath her. Yuuma had always been odd compared to other kids. He seldom smiled, and his greenish-yellow eyes didn't carry any warmth. In fact, gazing into his eyes felt like staring down into an enormous black pit. He seemed to prefer his stuffed animals over people, and distanced himself from the other kids that he knew. He could always be found sitting on the balcony connected to his room overlooking the vast green backyard, or sitting in the darkness of the foyer by himself. He seemed to be contempt with doing nothing, unlike other children who would act like they were dying if told to stand still for a few seconds. The black haired girl, tired of her little brother's shenanigans, located the key that could unlock every door in the house underneath a potted plant and undid the lock that hid him inside his bedroom. She opened the door and screamed at what she saw.

Yuuma was standing there with his back turned to her, his large eyes fixated on a huge, purple, swirling hole that was in front of him, blocking the sliding screen door that led out to the balcony. A loud whirring noise was coming from the hole, which was black in the center. Papers and other small things whisked around the room with astonishing speed, until they were sucked into the center of the colorful mass. His sister didn't know what to do except to scream and gasp. When he seemed to finally notice her presence, he turned to look over his shoulder and shouted with glee, "Lookie, Mizki! I made it!" Light was coming out of his hands and they were the same amethyst color as the swirling black hole.

"Get out of there, Yuuma!" She shrieked, lunging forward and taking his small pale hand in her own. She pulled him out of the room and slammed the door, taking the key and locking it. "Mommy!" She screamed, clutching Yuuma to her chest before he had the chance to run away. He kicked and screamed in her arms as she saw her mother, a petite black haired woman who greatly resembled her, make her way into the hallway with speed that she didn't know she possessed. She scooped the flailing boy into her arms and said-

"Call your father. He's become too dangerous."

1

She was gone.

Vanished without a trace.

That's what the detectives said when they investigated the deserted home of Miku Hatsune. The vibrant, cheery girl was always seen with a bright smile on her face in pictures and in public. But Rin Kagamine knew that there was far more to her close friend than anyone had realized.

Miku could shoot lightning from her fingertips.

A lot of times it was out of her control, but when she could control it, she was a real force to be reckoned with. Enemies of hers would always find their hair fried if they dared to cross her, or they would find that their power would mysteriously go out. People would scream and run away, saying that she was a witch and that hanging out with her that meant misfortune would fall upon you. But Rin knew Miku would never hurt anybody unless they really deserved it. She was afraid that the reason why she had disappeared was because someone she had wronged had decided to hunt her down and kill idea that Miku could have been murdered always lingered in the back of her mind, even though the crime scene investigators informed her that it didn't seem like a homicide. In fact, they claimed that it looked like she had gotten up and left. Her pink cell phone was missing, as was her wallet, her thick black glasses that she couldn't see without, and an entire powder blue duffel bag.

Rin walked into Miku's former bedroom, ignoring the men and women in black uniforms rushing past her. Her clothes were all strewn about on the floor as if she had been in a hurry. Her eyes caught a silver picture frame that had been knocked onto the floor, and when she picked it up, her heart sank deep into her chest when she saw that it was a picture of them at the beach. Rin was wearing a ruby red one piece swimsuit, her blonde hair pulled up into a sloppy ponytail. Miku had her signature teal pigtails, and donned a ruffled yellow tankini. They were wearing matching white sunglasses, had their feet in the sand, and had smiles on their faces that could've lit up even the darkest room. Rin struggled not to cry as she set the broken picture frame back down on her dresser. Rin felt someone's presence other than her own, and when she turned, the police chief was standing there with a tired look on his face.

"I'm sorry about your friend." He told her, as if it would console her. She set her mouth into a thin line as she grabbed the picture of her and Miku at the beach and put it into her beige shoulder bag.

"You'll find out what happened to her, right?" She asked as she examined some green dangly earrings that sat on the wooden dresser.

"Of course. As of right now though, we have no idea what could have happened to her. Her car is still here, and it's miles to the nearest bus stop or train station. Do you know anybody who would want to hurt her?" He inquired, leaning this thick body up against the door frame. Rin searched the deepest crevices of her mind for anybody who would have the motive to hurt Miku, but she couldn't think of anybody. Miku was far too pleasant and nice for anyone to want to hurt her. She shook her head in response to his question, and he sighed and said, "We will do everything we can to find her. You can count on us." She heard him leave and silence had returned to the top level of Miku's house. She clenched her fists and bit her lip, gazing out the window into the front yard where officers were gathering, talking about the case on their hands. She pulled her phone out of her pocket and searched through her messages until she found Miku's chat. The last time they talked was a week ago. They had been talking about college and how excited they were to be rooming together. Nothing seemed unusual. Rin had been busy with work so they couldn't go shopping and get coffee like they used to. If only I didn't have to work, this probably wouldn't have happened. Feeling a sudden wave of guilt at this realization, she sat on Miku's unmade bed, hearing it creak underneath her. She blamed herself for not texting her friend as often. She should have checked in last night before this had happened. According to the police, her neighbor said that she saw Miku enter her house at around eleven o'clock at night, but she never saw her leave. If only I had been a more responsible friend… As she sat there with her face in her hands, she wept, mourning the loss of her best friend. But, all of a sudden, she sniffled and had an idea. Because this is kinda my fault, I should be a part of the investigation too. Then we'll have more people trying to bring Miku home. For the first time all day, a smile came to her face. She brushed the tears away with her hand, straightened the large white bow on her head, and video chatted two other friends of hers that knew Miku — SeeU and Teto.

One screen appeared on her phone and she giggled in amusement at the sight of the normally perfect SeeU trying to tame her wild platinum blonde hair, "Huuuuuuh?"

"SeeU! Miku is missing!" Rin cried.

She saw her ocean blue eyes widen in response, "HUH?"

Teto's screen popped up and the dark pink haired chimera was sipping some green tea, "You called, Rinny?"

"Miku is missing!" SeeU told her, and Teto turned her head to spit out her tea all over the table she was seated at.

"What? Why?" Was her choked out answer.

"No one knows. You guys have to help me find her. After all, three heads are better than one." Rin urged them. SeeU pursed her lips and made a face like she didn't know what to do. Teto was the first to answer.

"But what can we do? We're not professionals like the cops, we're just her friends!" She complained, dabbing at her tea stained face with a white napkin, "Besides, if we don't know anything and if they don't know anything, what's the difference?"

"It doesn't hurt to help." SeeU babbled, continuing to brush through her hair, "We should do it for Miku, regardless of how much we can help the investigation."

Teto groaned, her twin drills spinning, "Fine. Let's do it for Miku."

"Great. Let's all meet tomorrow at the swings near Monochrome Park. There, we can talk about how we can start." Rin grinned, fire burning in her chest.

We'll find you, Miku! Don't worry!