Helllllo people of the Vocaloid fandom! Thanks for, um, checking this out(?) Basically this is my story, which will most likely end up being a twoshot. I may make it longer, if I get, like, a billion people wanting it longer, but I doubt that I will. Aw.
Disclaimer: Vocaloid isn't mine. Duh.
Chapter One: Angels of Death
"Rin, you have an assignment," Neru said, calling me over. I walked over to the bulletin board, which is where she stood. I just looked at her- I don't talk much- waiting for her to go further into detail. "A young girl died today." I nodded, not surprised. We get everything; young girls, old me, and everything in between. "Apparently the demons want her, too. Reach there before them, and come guide her safety to Heaven.
I nodded my head, accepted the paper that continued all of the information about the assignment, and then slowly walked to the launching point, taking my sweet time. The doors opened, and wind ripped at me, making my hair flutter. We were thousands of miles above Earth, a distance that could easily kill any ordinary human.
I take pride in saying that I'm not an ordinary human.
Or that I'm not human at all.
I took a deep breath, and fell forward, arms outstretched, eyes closed.
My name is Rin Kagamine, and I'm supposed to be an angel, apparently. I say 'supposed to be' because I don't feel like I am. Yeah, I'm one of the best, and yeah, I'm apparently good at what I do, but I don't like doing it.
I like chaos.
Not necessarily death or destruction. Just... chaos.
All the other angels aren't like this- they all are pure, never a single bad thought. Nor do any of them have blue eyes, like myself. They always follow orders, always sing songs only about a God that we have never actually meet. I just go along with it, never really talking my thoughts out loud, never really fitting in. It was a perfect utopia, yet I just couldn't fit in.
Instead of unfolding my wings, I allowed myself to plummet to the Earth.
"Yuki?" I asked a small girl with black hair, set into pigtails, and warm, brown eyes. Down on the floor lay her body, a bullet lodged in her head. I swallowed the gulp in my throat, and looked back at the dead girl's spirit. She nodded her head yes, her hands trembling in fear. "I'm here to take you to Heaven, Yuki," I said softly.
"Y-You?" She asked in disbelief, obviously not believing it. It's not like my appearance is a scary one, with my gold hair, and blue eyes, but I guess it's cause I wasn't warm and smiley, the way Neru or Meiko would be.
"Pardon me, girl, but I think I'm going to be the one to have you move on," a voice behind me said. I whipped my head around to see a boy who looked like me. His golden hair was spiked up and in a ponytail, and a wore an expensive looking suit. The girl, Yuki, visibly relaxed when she saw him, despite the fact that he had a scythe, taller than the three of us, combine.
"He's lying to you," I said softly, not much enthusiasm in my voice. "He's going to take you to Hell." The boy gave me a funny look, but shook his head.
"I'm taking you nowhere. I'm just allowing you to move on," the boy said, the same look on his face.
"U-Uh..."
"I'll give you this piece of candy," he said, holding up a small toffee, wrapped in violet paper.
"I'll go with you then, Nii-san!" The girl said in excitement, grabbing the candy and stuffing it into her mouth. I winced, but didn't bother doing anything; what's the point?
"Great!" The boy said, taking his scythe, and then cutting Yuki in half. There was a look of shock on her face, for half a second, then a bright smile with the words, "I can see it!" And then she disappeared.
I looked awkwardly at the the boy, and unfolded my wings, ready to take off. "Wait a second," he said.
"What?" I asked, genuinely curious. I wonder if he would swipe me in half- not that I would mind, or anything.
"Do I know you?"
"No. Good bye." I flew into the air, but he grabbed my leg, and forced me down back to the ground. "What-No-STOP!" He just dragged me down, ignoring my protests.
"What's your name?"
"Why should I tell you?"
"Please?"
I looked at him. Really, what did it matter, telling him my name? "It's Rin."
"Cool. Mine's Len." I raised an eyebrow, but said nothing. "So... this is a first for me."
"What?"
"Meeting an Angel of Death."
"A... A what?" I had never heard the other two words behind "Angel" in my title. Where did the "Of Death" part come from?
"Angel of Death, you know. Well, of course you would know, since you are one-"
"Me? How about you, leading people to Hell like that?" I was oddly flustered, which I don't understand.
"I don't lead people to Hell... that's you!" Len protested. I stared at him in confusion. "I lead people to whatever is next, whether it be Heaven or Hell or Reincarnation, Hade's Palace, or the Underworld, or whatever." I stared at Len, completely lost and utterly confused. This doesn't make any sense, not at all. All the older angels always claimed that we were the good guys, helping people out, while the people in the suits were bad, destroyers of all things peaceful and good.
I had been grown up taught that- told so many times that it should be automatic to think like that- but I don't.
I'm doubting myself, doubting what everyone else has always taught me.
"Anyways, what's up with your eyes? Only we have blue eyes, not the Angels. It's the first time I've meet someone like you before."
"I-I-"
"And, what's that on your left arm?" I looked down, to see nothing was there. I looked at him again, in confusion, but he stared furiously at my arm, so hard that I thought that it might catch on fire.
"What?" I finally asked.
He, however, extended his hand and mumbled something under is breath. I jumped back, but it was too late- a warm, fuzzy feeling overlapped me, the first time I have been warm in ages. When he pulled his hand away, there was a mark on my arm, one that I had never seen before.
It was a series of black rectangles, on inside of each other, but they were unconnected. A black feather went through them in a diagonal slash.
"W-What?" Len looked at me in disbelief, and black wings unfurled from his back, and he took off in an instant. He yelled something I couldn't exactly understand, and then was gone in a second.
"I'm home," I called to my huge, empty house. As expected, no one replied. My house is way too big for my taste, easily bigger than a villa. I would rather have something smaller, especially since I'm the only one living in it, but this was the smallest one I was allowed into. Sad really.
I went into my room on the second floor, and collapsed onto my bed, looking at the white wall. You were only ever allowed to wear white clothing, and all furniture and walls in your house must be white. Why? Because white is "pure," and thus we must devote ourselves to it. Very much like the God no one I know has actually meet. I love going down to Earth just see all the colors; the only colors seen up here is hair and eye color, really.
My cell phone rang, with Neru calling. Reluctantly, I answered, knowing that I would regret it. "Hello?" I asked, my voice full of dread, knowing exactly what she wanted.
"Rin! We're sleeping over, okay?" I groaned, as I was correct.
"Neru, I just got home, and I don't want-"
"We'll be over in five minutes." I sighed and covered my eyes with my hands, not wanting to spend yet another night listening to the insane talk of three girls who I really don't like. How stupid.
The doorbell rang, and I forced myself off of my wonderful bed to go and answer the door. Before I did so, however, I put on a long sleeve, to cover the mark Len had uncovered earlier today. Arg, I really, really don't want to. I opened the door to see Neru, Gumi, and Meiko at my door, loud, cheerful, and happy. "RINNY! OH MY GOSH, IT'S RINNY!" Meiko screamed, pulling me into a hug. I let my arms hang loosely to the side, but Meiko didn't care. The three waltzed straight into my house.
"You're so humble, Rin, with such a small house." Their houses were bigger than the average school. "And, imagine that if we hadn't got furniture for you... you would have just slept on the floor, and left the house empty," Neru exclaimed, and the other girls laughed. I twisted my thumbs and sat down on the couch, Gumi and Neru following my lead. Meiko went into the kitchen and helped herself to the food, and grabbed snacks for everyone else.
While they talked about stupid things that I could really care less about, my thoughts slipped to meeting Len today. Angels of Death? Us? But, now that I think about it, I never see the people who we've 'rescued' to join us in Heaven. Wouldn't they turn into Angels themselves? But, what would the point be the point of us, Angels (of Death), anyways?
"Rin, are you listening?" Neru asked. I shook my head and looked at her.
"Sorry. What did you say?"
"We were talking about our days before, when we had our human attachments. Like, me, with my phone, or Meiko with her Sake. Did you have any?" I shook my head no. I don't exactly remember being human, either. Neru, Gumi, and Meiko all claimed that they remembered it perfectly, but when I ask for details, they never give me any.
"Hey," I said suddenly, much to everyone's surprise. "Are we... Have you heard of the Angels of Death?" I asked. Meiko and Neru exchanged a dark look while Gumi looked at me in surprise.
"Where did you hear this from, Rinny?" Neru asked, her voice light, her face tense.
"Um, just... well, there was this so called Demon today, and he said something like that. I didn't really hear much, but that's what he said," I replied.
"A Demon? Who?" Gumi asked, leaning forward. I stared at her- why did it matter?- but shook my head.
"I don't know," I replied, lying.
"Rin, are you sure?" Neru said slowly. "Tell us the name, please, if you know."
"I don't-"
"Rin," Meiko snapped. She and Neru leaned forward, while Gumi took a step back, looking uncertain. "Rin, who was it?" This just served to make me not want to tell them anymore; why would they want to know, other than to find Len out and do who-knows-what do him? More importantly, why am I protecting Len?
"Guys, stop," Gumi said, looking freaked out.
"Rin," Neru tried again.
I took a deep breath and looked her straight in the eye, unwavering. "How would I know who it is, Neru? You're making no sense. It's not like I stopped to chat," I said, rolling my eyes. Neru leaned back, looking satisfied, but Meiko looked behind pissed.
"You're not being good," she snapped. She grabbed my arm, and pulled me up, forcing me to walk. "Why are you protecting one of them?" She was leading me to our launch point. As we went, she took a brace from out of her bag, and clamped it onto my back, thus making it impossible to take my wings out.
We finally reached the launching point, and Meiko held me out, over thousands of miles over Earth. One fall, and I'm dead. "Tell me," she hissed. "Tell me, or I'll drop you."
"I'll like to see you try," I replied, smirking as I went, ignoring the raw fear inside of myself.
"TELL ME!"
"Make me."
"Meiko, stop!" Gumi said. Meiko took several haggard breaths, and then began dragging me to some other place. Eventually we made it to our prison. She flipped her hands to the guard, thus dismissing him, and then threw me into a cell. "Until you think about what you have done, and are ready to tell me, you will stay here. Clear?"
"Bitch," I snarled.
She looked like she was ready to slap me, but forced calm. "Oh, and no food or water." With that she spun on her heels and left. Neru followed her like a faithful puppy, but Gumi stayed behind.
"Don't worry," she said, surprisingly.
"I'm not." As an immortal, food and water, along with sleep, was just a comfort for me. I don't need to eat or sleep or drink water. I'll be fine, as long as they don't take my wings away, or am mortally wounded (the only way I can die).
And, I'll break out, as soon as possible.
Len's P.O.V
"They got your girlfriend," Gumi said as she burst through the door of our little hideout.
"Pardon?" Miku asked. "I'm sorry, but I don't have a girlfriend," she said with a raised eyebrow. I smiled at her attempt for humor- it had been, after all, only a few months since her death- even though it wasn't that funny. Kaito laughed at her and she snuggled into him. He apparently was the only one she would warm up to, for reasons unknown. Women; way too complicated.
"Who's girlfriend?" Kiyoteru asked. "Lily is right here, which rules out me. So is Haku, so bye-bye to Akaito. Miku and Kaito are practically an item... You're girlfriend's missing, Gumi."
"I'm right here," Gumiya said. "And I'm not a girl. I'm her boyfriend."
"Really? I was sure when I walked in on you changing once that you had breasts," Teto said, an eyebrow raised. Everyone snickered into their Chinese food, knowing the story well.
"Okay, so I did have fake ones on. It's not my fault that that guy was so persistent. The only way he would allow to me to let him move on was to go on a pretend date with me. It was so creepy; I had nightmares for weeks," Gumiya finished with a shiver.
"You had boobs. End of story," Lily said, making us all laugh.
"So, whose girlfriend?" Akaito asked while taking a bite of the food Haku was feeding him.
"Len's," Gumi said simply, causing everyone to choke on their food.
"Mine? I don't have a girl," I replied.
"You have me," Miki offered, smiling her Creepy-Yet-Sweet Miki smile I had learnt to appreciate.
"Ahem," Piko faked cough.
"Oh, come on," Teto said. "We all know that you and Gumiya are girls, no need to cough and pretend like you and Miki are together."
"But-"
"Shut up," I said. I tilted my head to Gumi. "Explain." Gumi was our number one spy against the Angels of Death. She never told us how, but apparently if she acted a certain way, she could get all the information she wanted.
"Rin," she said breathlessly.
"Rin?" I asked.
"Rin," she confirmed.
"Why did they-?" I faltered, then remembered the confused expression on Rin's face when I began talking about the Angels of Death. "Did she ask anything?"
"You stupid, retarded, bastard of a child! Of course she asked something, after telling her what she really is," Gumi screamed while slapping my arm. "Then Meiko got pissed and asked her who told her about their true nature, and Rin covered for you-"
"She covered for me?" I asked. "Why?"
"How the hell am I supposed to know?" Gumi screamed while throwing her arms up in exasperation. "Then Meiko took her to the launch point, and put a clamp so that she couldn't unfurl her wings, and held her out. Rin didn't budge- man, is she badass or what?- and Meiko grew annoyed and threw her in prison! And it's all your damn fault, Len!"
"My fault? How is it my fault? She should know her true nature, and it's pathetic if she doesn't," I screamed at Gumi, realizing that everyone was watching us in silence. Gumi's cheeks were red and blotchy, and she looked like she wanted to cry.
"You haven't been up there. None of you have, and therefore none of you could understand. It's insane; no color is allowed, you know? Because color may lead to individualism. You have to think a certain way, otherwise you get these looks. You have to be happy and bubbly, but at the same time force people to their doom-" she cut off and shivered. "It's terrible. Like, all the life is sucked straight out of you." Gumiya got up, pulled his jacket around her, and then held her in his arms, rocking her gently back and forth.
"It's really that bad?" I asked, not really believing it. Gumi always has had a bad habit of exaggerating things.
"Yes!" Gumi snapped. "It's that bad. And, everyone is super happy, which makes it ten times worse, cause on the inside they're all worse than murders. Well, besides Rin, who's all mopey and depressed, and never really speaks, but everything about her is off in their eyes."
"What the hell is up with them," Kiyoteru mumbled, and there was a general murmur of response, ranging from "No idea," to "They're just fucked up."
"And, Rin isn't supposed to be an Angel of Death," Gumi said. I looked sharply at her, confused.
"What?" Teto asked.
"She's half one of us, half Angel," Gumi explained.
"So, she is supposed to be half of a maniac?" Luka asks. "Like, a split personality, and everything?"
"No. She's supposed to be one of us, fully. Her mother was one of the few spies, like me," Gumi explained. "Except, she was an Angel, working for our side. Which is impossibly rare, but still happens."
"So... she's a chance child?" Gakupo asks, and Gumi nodded her head.
"Okay... sorry for the panicking... It's just that I've watched over Rin for such a long time that I'm used to her being all right. Now she's being a little rebellious..."
Rin's P.O.V
I sighed as I stared at of the tiny window that allowed a single shaft of light through my small cell, thinking about how stupid this whole thing. It's been half a year, yet I've yet to find an opportunity to break out, sadly. Meiko's only visited me twice, both times demanding that I tell her who told me about us being the Angels of Death. I don't see why she's panicking so much, but I go along with it. Other than that, I've had no other contact.
I guess I'm okay. Yeah, my hair is matted and disgusting, and I must smell worse than a pig, and my dress is all torn up, but I'm fine. I don't get a bed, so I sleep on the floor. I don't get meals, so I distract myself by looking out the window and staring at the clouds, watching the other Angels of Death coming to and fro the launching point. I wanted a smaller place, well, I guess this is it.
"Knock, knock," a voice says, and I whip my head up to see who it is. There stands Gumi, and the boy I covered for, Len. Behind them stands a girl with pink hair, and light blue eyes, and another boy, this one with shaggy blue hair, and matching blue eyes.
Three others have blue eyes, like myself. I thought I was the only one, until I met Len, but now I think that there may be more.
"What are you doing here?" I ask them, my voice hoarse. Gumi takes out a water pouch from her belt, and tosses it to me, which I drink greedily. The girl with the pink hair goes on watch, it seems, while the man with the blue scarf awkwardly shifts from foot to foot, not sure if he should look at me or not. Gumi stares me boldly into the eye while Len stares at me in shock and guilt. I twiddle my thumbs in nervousness.
"Me? Oh, I'm going to help break you out. Len, Luka, Kaito and I all are." I raise an eyebrow, slightly shocked but not willing to show it.
"Damn, I think her Poker Face beats yours, Luka," Len said, but Luka just stares straight ahead. "Never mind."
"Do you have a plan, or anything, or did you just come here on whim?" I ask.
"On whim. Why do you guys have, like, no security?" Kaito asks, I shrug.
"They're stupid like that," I say with a shrug. We remain silent, and then I break it.
"Someone's coming," Luka says, and I can hear faint footsteps from down the hall. "Hide." They all scramble to adjacent hiding places, looking terrified. They shouldn't have come; their death will be on my hands.
Meiko walks down the stairs, two other Angels (of Death) walking besides her. I look at her with bored eyes, even though I feel fear on the inside. "If it isn't our little Blue Eyed Freak," Meiko taunts. Weird to think that we were 'friends' just a mere six months ago. "God, you stink."
"I wonder why," I say dully.
"Sarcasm appreciated. Now, you ready to tell me who told you about the so-called 'Angels of Death'?" Meiko asked. I stare her in the eye, not answering, just glaring. I take a deep breath. I need to get Meiko out of here as soon as possible, so everyone else can escape. "Stop it," she says after some time.
"Stop what?"
"Looking at me like that," she says sharply.
"Like what?"
"Like that."
"This is just my natural face. I'm sorry if it offends you." I can hear someone breathing. If I can, surely Meiko or her two guards can as well.
"So are you going to tell me, or what?" Meiko asks. I shrug my shoulders, and she finally snaps. "UNLOCK THE CELL, NOW!" Meiko screams in fury. I back up against the wall, my face flushed. Meiko grabs me by the neck and pulls me up, effectively cutting off my air, thus making me choke. "Tell me," she says.
I gather enough saliva, and spit in her face with much difficulty.
She screams and then swats her hands out, slapping me in the face. I look at her with cold eyes as she begins beating me up. The world spins as bright colors erupt from my eyes. I want to slip into the folds of darkness, but I can't just now. Instead, I look into the darkness where the others are hiding, and use my finger to begin tapping Morse Code, something I know that Gumi knows. They all slip through the exit, behind the guards, distracted by the little show Meiko is putting on. Once their gone, I allow myself to finally slip unconscious.
I wake up to a spinning world, both terrifying and nauseating, all at the same time. I take a minute to puke all over my small bed- not much on myself, thank God- wondering what on Earth I could be puking, due to the fact that I haven't eaten anything in months. My stomach growls, and I'm about to slip back asleep when I realize that I'm not alone in the cell.
There lies Len in the darkest corner of my cell, his head tilted, his eyes closed.
I have more written, but I'm going to end it there as a cliffy. This story is most likely going to be a two to three shot.
Um, please review. Please. I'll continue if one person reviews. If not... well, I guess I just won't finish this story. ONE PERSON! (at least). Um, yeah. Just review, please. They are greatly appreciated.
