Prologue: Not Forgiven Forgiven

The wind screamed as it raced through the nearly bare trees, heavy waves of rain crashed down onto the already flooding earth, streams of water rolling down the mountain going against me and my two siblings who had long since become cloaked in mud and ever more so as it splattered up onto us as we ran up going ever faster in an attempt to escape the shadowy figure of Master as he came closer to us.

I looked back, ignoring the closeness of the shadowy form of Master just a few close yards away in favor of seeing 02 Nee-chan, my little sister, and 03-Niichan, my little brother and 02-Neechan's younger twin. In the continual lightening I could see their golden eyes that were bright as the flashing lights above us. I was saddened when I was unable to see the color of their blond hair from beneath the mud and rain, their small pale hands holding fast to mine even as they trembled and threatened to fall away. 03-Niichan stumbled as he was hit with yet another coughing fit, this time mud and water flew from his mouth along with a darker substance I didn't wish to think on but I found myself doing so regardless. "01-Oniichan? Is 03-Niichan gonna be okay?" 02-Neechan asked with all the innocence you would expect of the six year old child she was, her small voice hardly reaching my ears over the storm around and within. I was at a loss as I pushed myself to go faster.

Do I tell her the truth? Do I lie? Do I even say anything? Do I even know what's going on myself? Do I even want to know?

I looked down to 03-Niichan who was still coughing as I pulled him along, mildly relieved and yet more concerned I'd lost sight of Master and swallowed against my mucus filled throat, a few short coughs escaping me as well. I was about to open my mouth to say something, what, I still hadn't figured out, when 03-Niichan cut me off when he gave a nod and a bright smile, letting us know he was fine. 03-Niichan was usually quite the talkative one but as of three days ago he hasn't uttered a word. Not since he returned. . .

02-Neechan smiled a little and helped our brother to stay on his wobbling legs, easily excepting what I assumed was the lie of our dear brother's smile. I could only hope it was true even though the part of me that was realistic told me otherwise. 03-Niichan often lied about his health so as not to worry me and his Oneechan. After all no one could be fine after being trapped in the darkness for so long. It made me feel sick. What kind of big brother couldn't be trusted by his little brother? What kind of big brother needed to be protected from this cruel world by his little brother who didn't even reach his shoulders?

02-Neechan looked over her shoulder and screamed for me to look out as she jumped and knocked me and 03 - Niichan out of the way of Master's strong hand as it seeped out of the darkness to grab me. I pulled my brother onto his feet and ran, our sister on our heels.

In the flashes of lightening that lit that moonless night sky I could make out Master's green eyes as they followed our movements and his gleaming white teeth that were barred into a vicious growl as he stalked angrily forward, wanting nothing more then to take his "precious children home".

"RUN!" I shouted to 02-Neechan who was struggling up a particularly slippery portion of the mountain as I scooped 03-Niichan, who had started coughing once again, into my arms and began running, 02-Neechan struggling to keep up. Even as I ran for my life I became worried for my brother, his body was far smaller then it should be and it was so light. . . He still hasn't told us what happened for the month he was gone. 03-Niichan was always fighting to protect me and 02-Neechan, regardless of the fact I was the elder even if it was only by two years, and he often got in trouble for it. I only wish I was there more for them. I wish I was a better brother.

I wish I was something beside useless.

"AHHHH!" 02-Neechan screamed as she slipped down the mountain right into Master's waiting grasp. 03-Niichan continued to cough even as tears rolled down his face as he reached weakly for our sister. "TOSHIKATE!" 02-Neechan screeched as she struggled within Master's arms. She whimpered and began crying as Master struck her face so as to silence her cries for rescue. Her cries for comfort.

I looked down at 03-Niichan who was losing consciousness and whimpering for the comfort his twin offered, I couldn't even comfort him. . . How useless. . .

Suddenly a new type of tear appeared in my brother's eyes; one of pain. No doubt lingered in my mind now that he was gravely ill. . . There was only one thing to do now. . .

"Please. . . Forgive me. . ." I said as tears brimmed my eyes, refusing to fall down my soaked, pale face. I held my dear brother tightly to my chest, hoping to convey that everything would be alright, that I loved him, that this was all for his own good and ran. "NO!" Cried 03-Niichan, his voice weak and pleading as he realized exactly what I was doing. It felt good hearing his voice after so long.

I could only hope they would understand and forgive me for what I was about to do. . . I truly am a useless brother. . .

Six Years Later:

I felt a singluar drop of rain fall onto my face from the gray tinted sky above and smiled a bitter - sweet smile. It felt right and wrong for it to rain today of all days. It brought me back to what happened six years ago today, the last night I I wondered if I would live long enough to see the morning sun. After an escape plan that only got two out of three of us out of the danger, we found our way to a house on the mountain where a nice Obaasan found us and took us to the hospital.

While we were there recovering we met with the police and someone from the FBI and my sibling explained what had happened since I was, and still am, too afraid to speak, leaving out as much as possible, not telling of the painful memories that would haunt us all our lives. It was sad really, the last word I spoke was a plea for my brother not do what he did.

Since that time all those years ago we were adopted by a kind Obaachan who we called Mistress. A long time ago she was a field agent for the FBI but now she just does office work and takes care of kids like us until we are safe. I remember the first time I ever heard that kind voice she used when speaking to us, to everyone really. The the sincere tones of regret she used as she told us we couldn't tell anyone we were part of what was called the "PC" program or that we weren't really human.

It also meant we couldn't tell anyone about our search for our still missing sibling or that we even had a third sibling. . . I still haven't forgiven Oniisan for what he did that night and I won't until. . . Until we're all here and he explains himself!

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I felt no motivation to get out of my warm bed that rainy morning as I stared at a little crack in my ceiling as it made a small web of destruction just above me, just thinking about my brothers. I know this is wrong but I'm so mad at 01-Oniichan. How could he do something like that?

Why would he?

Surely there was another way. Surely there would have been a way for all of us to stay together. If only I hadn't tripped! It's all my fault! If I hadn't then 01-Oniichan wouldn't have taken my place and he would be here with me and Len-Nii and Mistress!

Author's note:

Welcome to my first book! Reading this you may wonder why it has such a high rating even though it does not contain any adult content you may even wonder if I'm putting on an innocent act just so I can shock you with some adult content thrown into my story for no apparent reason and kill the whole book for you. Well, to be honest it's because I'm a violent person. Well. . . When it comes to writing at least. In real life I'm a big softy. I won't put in anything that you shouldn't be reading.

Disclaimer: I do not own any Vocaloid awesomeness. Not even the plushy every fan needs. . .

Special thanks to someone I stumbled across one fateful day who has helped feed my fanfition hungry mind, encouraged me to write and helped me write something that wasn't so shallow sounding. Thank you so much Closet Lethargy!

Please rest and relax while reading and review when done just so I know that you do or do not like this! Please do be kind went posting though.

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