WARNING: I DO NOT OWN THE VOCALIOIDS. None of These characters are mine.

AUTHORS NOTE- Hello! To all who know me, thank you for reading my next story! To all new readers, thank you for taking the time to read my story! I hope you enjoy it. Just a warning, this story is MUCH more depressing then anything I have written so far. If you don't enjoy depressing or morbid things I don't suggest this story for you.

For all who do wish to continue ENJOY! :)

(P.S Will have another short chapter up soon.)

One quote (') means the characters thoughts

*** means switch in character views

- means time went by

I shiver at the sight my father reveals to me. His face twisted into sick happiness. My horror and disgust turned my insides.
'Where was the father I used to know? What happened to my father?'

Three years ago-
I watched the doctors reactions and knew the answer even before he told me.
The damage from the disease was permanent. I would never be able to walk again.
'Why? WHY ME?'
Helplessness and despair shot through me at the truth. I had prepared for what I knew was going to happen, but it still hurt. Knowing I would never be able to move again. Knowing I would never play with my friend Rin in a game of Princess and the maid.
Knowing I was bound to my seat. It was painful. It hurt.
A burning sensation in my throat, a sting in my eyes, and the sharp pain in my chest.
The despair and sorrow of never being able to move. Never again. Or so I thought.