Once apon a time, there was a princess named Luka Megurine. She, and her parents, Kaito and Meiko, ruled the land of Ukato. Many a handsome prince has tried to court the beautiful Luka, but to no avail. It wasn't her parents, for they were decent rulers, and followers of tradition. No, it was Luka herself.

At the beginning of the age of eight, she turned cold and bitter. If you served her food cold, she would put you in the Iron Maiden, but she closed the door slowly enough to hear you scream. And why didn't her parents stop her?

They didn't because they were obsessed with her younger sister, Gumila. Gumila had soft, lush, forest green hair that matched her emerald eyes. Her voice was always a cute little muffle, which was why she usually sung, and she looked very mature and fair for her age. (Gumila: age 13)

Luka despised her sister for stealing her parent's love and affection. Has Luka tried to kill her? Yes. Poison, traps, assasins...she tried it all. But with all of the effort put in, it always failed. She was lucky none of the assasins ratted her out. But, as she thought, none would believe them.

Luka, at first, longed for a sister and would have done anything for one. But as soon as that green menace was born, things took a change...and not for the better. Her parents never noticed her, and when they did, they always sent the maids to lug Luka to a place where her voice could not be heard, while they cuddled and praised Gumila. All she ever heard her parents say to her was,

"Stop that, it's not lady-like."

"Act straight or else you'll get seven more lashes."

"Why can't you be like Gumila?"

When she was down, or just bursting into tears, she would usually call apon her best friend, Nirra Kagamine, the scullery maid for her brother, the prince of Azokona, but as Gumi turned no more or no less than one year old, Luka found a letter that would change her life.

"Dear King Megurine," The letter had printed on it. "This letter will inform you that the prince, Leonard Kagamine, almost met his untimely death. Fortunately, the scullery maid, was a mirror of the prince and the mysterious killer killed her. The assassin escaped unfortunately. If you come across this criminal..."

She stopped reading there. In the kingdom, there was only one person who was a mirror of the prince. Nirra.

"It isn't FAIR!" Luka cried. She took the satin dress and threw it hastily against the floor. "I should be with Nirra! Nirra should be with me! I should be with her!" Luka wailed, but her mother grew weary of it and suddenly grabbed Luka and pulled her against the wall.

"Now you listen to me." Meiko hissed. "You are going to put on this gown, you are going to go to your sister's celebration, and you will forget about this scullery maid you have a fondness for! You are royalty! ACT LIKE IT." As she left, Meiko let Luka fall to the floor, like a ragdoll tossed aside. When Luka was sure Meiko was gone, she slipped on the gown as she stifled her sobs.

Nirra's funeral was the same day, but none went to it. The sun shone a bright amber. People laughed, danced, ate, and rejoyced for the young princess Gumila.

Exept for Luka.

In her heart she felt resent for everyone here. She promised Nirra she'd be there always, and because of her little sister, she wasn't. Because fate decided to be cruel, her best, no, only friend was gone. And she couldn't even come to her grave. She still loved her mother and father, but then something switched in Luka. She felt a new emotion, and she didn't like it. This emotion was eating her whole, and so she decided to get rid of it. But it never truly went away. It ate at her, like a virus. Her stomach churned and she felt as if there was a cloud looming over her always. And then she realized...

This feeling was because of Gumila. The little green-haired, green-eyed, demon that was brought into her life.

It was because of her that her parents no longer loved her, that she could not say goodbye to Nirra! She was the one taking up all of the people's love, and leaving none for Luka. Life was better before Gumila, and now it was all ruined. If Gumila was gone everything would be back to normal! Maybe this was a dream and all she needed to do was get dispose of that rat!

Now the only thing to do was get rid of Gumila!

As if that would be easy.