I wake up to the unbearable noise of six other people in the same room. Mondays, god do I hate them. I don't really have a name to go by,

but the few people I talk to call me L. I'm some kinda vampier or something that 'feeds on other living creatures emotions' not to survive, but cause I don't

make them anymore. No, I can't just be like, "Oh, hey I'm pissed." Or, "Damn. I'm sad about this." Nope, not for me. Instead I get these six weirdoes and

maybe more in later in time. I started seeing a guy, or vocaloid to be exact, named Leon. He helped me along as my 'little voice in the back of my head' I guess I

lack a conscience as well as sanity! As things got worse, my emotions got weaker. I, lacking any other way to describe it, am a walking nut case with the a lot of

other problems. Oh, did I forget to say I'm insane AND my (or most of my) family, for generations, are physic? Yep, that is what I was told. Mum can see, talk to,

and do some other 'tricks' with dead people. My step dad, he catches glimpse at what CAN happen, and never anything good. I can talk to dead people, some

what understand (not counting humans) animals, and, as I said before, steel the emotions out of people close to me. My skills are still developing but what the

hell, I'ma going to push ever bit of luck I ever had. By now you are most likely mad at me, this must look like some weird and insane kids delusional rants and

they have nothing to do with the vocaloids, apart from one of them, but Leon is often argued to not be counted. So, in everyones eyes, counting only the one's

not agreeing that he is a vocaloid, I haven't come through at all. So, without further ranting, I'll introduce you to the six Vocaloids, what they do, and a side

note, most of them change day

to day.

Leon

Lola

Len

Rin

Luka

Loki

"Loki! Get da hell out of my closet, Luka! Get some more clothes on for gods sake, Rin... Erm... I don't have anything to yell about yet." After an hour of yelling,

smacking, and threatening I get the second worst group possible under some kind of control, at lest enough for me to get ready for school. Yeah, that's right. I'm

in high school, with vocaloids running amuck in meh head. Meh = Me or my for any who might not know. =-= I use a lo t of... Mainer language cause I know

Mainers. So stick it if ya got a problem, cause I don't care, take it up with Miku, Rin, or maybe Lola if she's in a good mood. I have vary, vary few friendly

'imaginary' friends. Each is based off of the emotions I have 'eaten' the day before. What I did not use comes in one of these... MARVELOUS things that are my

own, vary personalized for being a Wiccan, demons from a Christian's Hell. Some days, being in a home where just about a little of every religion is tossed into

your head, really sucks monkey nuts. So, with my demons safely locked OUT of my bathroom, I hop in the shower, taking only fifteen minutes roughly, and

getting dressed just in time. Rin burst into the room, "L! We need yo help and fast!" I pat her head, she had her eyes covered and did not uncover them till I

gave her a pat, "What, or who did what, this time Rinny?" She waves for me to fallow her, I gave them all some... Basic ways of communicating without words,

each had slightly different waves or face expressions. She points around the door to my room, to the second room in my 4 room house, never needed bigger for

one guy and about six not really real people, in my living room sat someone I have never seen before. "Hey!" I step into the room, for some reason I don't think

this person is just in my head but at the moment I have no way of telling. "What da hell are you doing in MY home on MY chair?" The person in a black hoodie,

cat ears on the top, impossible to tell the gender from looking at unless you saw the face, looks up at me. "I'm sorry, I was told that someone here might be able

to... Help me. Did I get the wrong home?" The voice was soft, sexy, smooth and with no questions a females voice looks into my eyes. Her eyes are the only

thing I can see, damn lady had a cat mask on. I decide to test one of my many, Many, MANY theories about the people 'only I can see' not to mention hear or

feel. I search her eyes, deep green like a jungle, then icy blue like a frozen lake. "So, your eyes can change color eh?" Surprise flashed in her eyes for a moment

before she hide it. Her voice washed over me again, "You, sir, are supposed to be surprised or call me a freak or something." I shrug, now watching just behind

'cat girl' as Len pats her back, and she reacts as if he was real. "Hey, ma'am, he means no thing by it. He's just... His mum's eyes do that too." I watch, partly

rejoicing, partly mortified as she leans in close, almost kissing Len, "I see, and WHO might you be?" Fear as real as if he could die shot through my smooth

talking Len. He looks past her, right at me, "HOLY SHIT DUDE! Dis kitty can see me and shit!" Curiosity electrifies the air and she clearly was the source, if she

caught on to what Len meant... Well off to the nut house for me. Wait... "Ma'am, got a name or letter or something you would like to called?" I hear my voice

but to many emotions spike from each of the vocaloids, drowning me in my own 'gift.' She turns and looks at me, her eyes stab right through my defenses.

Bright aqua blue-green. I quickly cut off anything she could be searching for, then she smiles with a breathtakingly beautiful yet uncontrollably sexy face I can't

see but... Well I SEE it. I use her emotions to map out her face, and Leon's hand grabs my arm and pulls me into the safety of my own room. "Thanks man." He

glares at me, waiting for something, and I shrug. "L. She," He points. "Can see us," He points to himself. "That you made." He points to my head. "Like we are

her's as well." Suddenly I couldn't make heads or tails out of any of it. Then it slowly hits me. She had found a way into my head and could see what was inside

there that I pushed out. A soft know at the door snaps me back too, and when I open it I see a drop dead gorgeous girl. Blackish blue hair that stretches down to

the mid point of her back, smooth perfect face, big but not unreal still the breathtaking and heart stoping blue-green-teal of clear water. "I'm looking for a man...

Erm... Teen about my age. I was told he was kinda like me." She looked around at the vary basic room that I used to sleep. Nothing but a bed and closet. "I was

told to call him 'L' " My eyes slowly turn to nothing more then a slit. She was looking for me. Not some big guy like Al, not some cute little boy like Len. No, the

17 year old me. "Who are you, where'd you come from, and what da hell do you want from me?" Her eyes widen even more, almost the same size now as

Miku's, like she could not believe I was the guy. "I... I don't know who or why I'm here. I-I had a d-dream about your name and this house... A-And..." I hold up

my hands again, and pat her head lightly. "Do... Are you going to school like that?" She shakes her head, and we both glance reluctantly at the bathroom. I

hand her the key to the room, only key to the room.