Synchronicity: Of love and Luxuria

So Here is chapter 1, after a long long prologue, my first chapter hasn't got any response yet and I wonder if my writing is that abysmally bad, or if I just don't have any originality to it at all, I thought that I'd wanted something different as half the Miku/Rin paired stories are based on Alluring secret.

I'll just have to see, and wait, one day of not having reviews should not be a reason for despair. Although I really, Really would like to know what people think.

Chapter 1: Threatened with Extinction

A few years had passed since the death of Lynne Kagamine. And Miku and Mikuo had been left to travel alone after finding out their den had once again been invaded by humans, and the body of their friend and beloved had gone missing.

There was nothing left to bind them to that place. Besides, they knew, that the humans were now aware of their existence. And that they were hunted once again.

"Brother! Are you alright?"

The worried voice of a young woman reached the ears of the slightly wounded drake as he reverted to his more human form. Discarding the small metal ball that had been fired at him as he watched the retreating forms of yet another bunch of bounty hunters.

Humans were getting more inventive by the day, first they started using magic which had been limited to the dragons and feyfolk before, and then the ones that were unable to master the arcane began using these weird sticks that fired solid iron balls.

"I'm fine." He responded dryly. In reality, he really had not been fine for years, ever since.. she.. passed away, murdered by the very race that was hunting him and his sister now. Her own kind.

"Hmmpf!" Came the response of his companion. "You'd be in a better shape right now if you just killed them, they are trying to take our lives, can't we defend ourselves likewise?" She muttered, a small frown on her face.

The girl that was talking him down bore a striking resemblance to him, she was a bit shorter and of course a little more feminine, but he himself did not look very masculine to begin with. If he'd grow his hair out and wore it in the same twin tails as her. . . and was the same size as her, they'd probably pass for twin sisters.

"I would never be able to face her if I started killing humans, like the wild beast they take me for." He told her as he wrapped his green cloak more closely around himself.

"Her again..." Miku sighed as she walked up next to her older brother, looking down the hill, over the village that the bounty hunters that had attacked them before came from.

The only reason they came all this way was because it was where they had met Lynne, and they had wanted to pay their respects at her grave. Even Miku, who detested humans as a whole could not deny to feel some sort of calm whenever her name was mentioned.

She was too young back then to remember her clearly. But she knew that this girl had been special to her too.

"Shouldn't I wear a cloak or something the like too?" She asked while she looked at the figure of her brother as he pulled the hood over his head. He shook his head no as he began to walk down the path leading towards their destination.

"They don't know you, you should be fine the way you're dressed." She looked fine indeed.

Her long black dress was fit for royalty, and the purple and black ribbons that tied her long hair in those twin tails made her look as cute as she was deadly. Both her high black stockings and the hem of her dress had aqua coloured trims which matched her hair. And her equally black long gloves gave her a sort of unearthly elegance. It was pretty, but while it did not immediately shout "dragon!" she would definitely stand out.

She quickly matched her brother's pace as she followed him closely towards the cemetery where they knew the villagers had made a grave for the girl they had been so fond of, an empty grave they both knew, The hunter that had killed her had disposed of her body when the two dragons were out, to hide the evidence that would point to their innocence.

Still, it was as close as they could come to her now. Something that pained them.

"What was she like?" Miku asked as she hugged the flower bouquet that she had picked to place onto her grave. For a moment she would swear she heard her brother chuckle, something he'd not done much since Lynne's death.

"She loved you.. you know?" He spoke softly as he sniffed the little flower he held, a daisy. Lynne used to love those, always wearing one in her hair. And like her, they represented purity.

"When we'd just met she used to say you were the only reason she was willing to endure my presence." There was a slightly cheerful tone to his voice, something Miku had missed.

"I'd fallen in love with her from the start, but even while she accepted my feelings she always warned me that if you'd end up as pretty as you were cute she'd elope with you. A joke of course! I don't know how she'd ever been able to think of my crazy sister as cute!" He'd say with another chuckle. Miku in turn blushed at these words.

"I.. Idiot.. Like I'd ever want to be with a human anyway!" She said as she hid her face. Much to the humour of her brother who wrapped an arm around her as they walked.

Already the pink sakura trees that surrounded the graveyard greeted their eyes, and Mikuo his mood sank a little as he remembered, she was no longer around. . .

A few seconds later they stood before the large iron gates that led to the graveyard. He took a deep breath before pushing them open, letting his sister pass first before following suite. Her grave was the second, fourth row on the left. Right next to her grandmother's, it was a small stone but it was taken care of quite well.

Miku placed down the bouquet of wildflowers and sat down on her knees, her hands tracing over the text that was engraved in the grey marble.

"Rest in peace: Kagamine Lynne

We will always be grateful that the Gods sent us a little angel, but they took you back home too soon, you will be missed greatly."

A solemn tear dripped down Miku's cheek. And she did not notice her brother as he lay the little daisy atop the headstone, kneeling down so he could stroke her sister's tears away with one finger.

"She truly was an angel." He said even as she looked away, drying the rest of her tears herself and acting as if she wasn't sad as all, biting her bottom lip.

"It's okay to cry." He comforted her, causing her to look up. The little kid, he was crying way harder than her! She smiled a little, allowing her tears to flow freely. She might not remember the time she spent with the girl, but her heart did.

"As if... as If I'd cry over a stupid human." She sobbed slightly. Drawing another chuckle from his brother. He knew as a fact, that Miku loved the girl at least as much, but if she'd admit to doing so that would only hurt her more.

"Ah knew ye'd return 'ere eventually!" A familiar voice sounded behind the two. Followed by a bunch of others.

"Are they dragons. . .?"

"They look human.." Two of the people spoke with distrust in their voices.

"Aye, they may not look like it, but ah 'ave seen dem with me very eyes, don' let dere looks deceive ye. I bet dey are just here because they want to take a last piss on de dead girl's grave. As if eatin' 'er wasn't enough!" Mikuo was raging inside, how dare this pompous piece of crap? He'd never do anything like that to her.

"Ah an dat wasn't all, before devourin' 'er he'd rape 'er, not dat she minded really, little nympho was practically beggin' for it!" Mikuo was seething. Miku her turquoise polished nails dug themselves into her palm as she too was holding back her anger, she could not blow their cover.

The villagers were looking at eachother in suspicion beginning to to doubt this man more and more, he appeared crazy in any aspect, and hearing him talk like that over the townsfolk's beloved diva was going too far.

Barely anyone noticed as a pair of cloaked figures were pushing their way through the crowd which had by now began to mumble among themselves.. Perhaps they should just forget what this lunatic said, maybe there were no dragons. But even as they teached to quiet his blabbering this man was not done yet. He had a point to prove!

"Ah, yes, de last few weeks of 'er life were filled with sin, she must 'ave been scared at first, forced ta be stealin' food from 'er own friends an' family for the sake o' ye rotten beasts but she would get ta look forward to a nice nite o rough, sweaty, fuc-"

At that point Mikuo snapped. That was the last coming out of this bastard's filthy mouth, his eyes were glowing red as he grabbed the man by his throat. Lifting him up like a puppet as his arm began to morph into a large, brown, scaled claw that slowly tightened on his windpipe.

"Don't you.. Dare.. Talking about Lynne like that! Trash like you doesn't even deserve to live on the same planet as her." He growled as his entire body shook with uncontrollable rage. Kill him, just once. . . He had to kill just once and he would go back to being peaceful, this despicable vermin deserved death.

"She was wrong, I should have murdered you the day I first saw you." He added as he stared into the eyes of the scum that had killed his beloved. The only being that had ever cared about him and his sister. And now he dared to insult her, talk as if he'd be able to do something that despicable to the innocent, pure diva.

"It's true.." One of the villagers said.

"A monster!" Another added, covering his mouth with one hand.

"No, it's a dragon, he was right! That madman was telling the truth, he's the one that killed our Lynne!"

Mikuo turned his head, he'd lost himself to his fury, and hearing someone refer to HIS Lynne as theirs was enough to make him roar, let alone the fact he was once again accused for his beloveds death! They had no idea how much Miku and him had grieved over her demise.

Anger was never a good guide, though. And he soon came to regret it. A second later the sound of a sharp, metallic clash, and the ripping of skin was heard, he twitched and released the trash of a man he was holding. What just happened? He could not speak, blood seeped into his clothes from his neck. And then, his head tumbled off his torso before he collapsed.

One of the cloaked figures removed his hood as he lowered his bloodied sword. It was a tall man with short hair, pink of all colours, cold blue eyes focussed Mikuo's body as it fell to the floor. His lips in a straight line as he looked down at it. Almost as if wondering if the one he'd cut down was really the one he should have attacked.

"Let justice be served." He spoke softly as he looked at the deformed body of the unholy creature. Before turning his head towards the gasping hunter. His eyes narrowed, an angry scowl on his face. While he'd led them to a being that proved a danger to his empire, he wondered if this man was truly sincere. He'd need to interrogate him after he'd been treated. The girl.. Oh yes, she was probably a dragon too. Perhaps she could tell him the other side of the story. . . If she was willing to cooperate after what he'd just done. Perhaps he too acted too rashly.

"Lord Luke!" A group of farmers that had grabbed their pitchforks to help fight the dragon called out in surprise. Everyone took a deep bow when they realized who had been among them, Prince Luke Megurine himself. The prince still was at a loss for words.. Had he messed up? Were his actions before, truly those of justice?

The man nodded at being addressed and offered the people a curt smile, completely forgetting about the other woman that was with the drake he'd just slain. A loud roar echoed through the air as the girl transformed before their very eyes. The ground seemed to quake as she did.

"JUSTICE?!" In the place of the woman that had before not been much taller than five and a half feet high, now stood a towering creature the size of at least six grown men stacked on top of one another. Seething with unhidden rage.

"Disgusting humans.. You... YOU killed my brother! First my sister and now him?! You will pay.. you hear me?! YOU WILL PAY!" She roared as she put her words into action, her huge claw lashed out, tackling the prince to the floor. A murderer, nothing but a murderer this man was!

Luke's bones were crunching audibly under the weight of the dragon's arm. Her free claw swiped at the other people that got too close to her, swatting them away like flies as her sharp talon continued to increase the pressure on the man's chest, slowly squeezing the life out of him. Her eyes scanned the ground for the rat that had betrayed them, after they'd so graciously spared his life despite him taking something so important from them.

She found him gasping for breath, blood and spittle flying from his mouth as he coughed. Clearly her brother had crushed his trachea. And as much as he deserved a slow painful death, she could not stand his presence any longer.

"Filth. . ." She took a deep breath before breathing out, a jet of blue flames bursting from her maw, engulfing the two men completely.

At first, Luke had tried to cleave his way out of his position despite his pain, but the dragon's skin was as hard as a rock. Eventually he gave in, accepting this as his punishment for his hasty decision. The pink haired man had some dignity, he died bravely. But the other rat, he went down screaming, squealing like the pig he was, as his skin got scorched off his bones. This satisfied the dragon-lady to some extend.

But no matter what she did, the lives of her brother, and her would-be sister would not be returned to her. . . She knew that. She closed her eyes for a moment, inwardly apologizing to her brother, and to Lynne. . .

She knew neither of them had wanted her to become a monster. But if there was not a shred of justice, she'd have to make her own. Without another sound she took a hold of her brother's dismembered body and his head with both claws. She spread her large leathery wings, and, with a last look at the town took off into the air.

Her deed was done. There was no need for anyone else to get involved.

It was not long after Miku had left that the villagers she had knocked out began to regain consciousness.

The other of the two cloaked figures was the first to wake from the concussion caused by being smacked straight into a wall by the dragoness. And she quickly threw off her cloak when the sight of the prince's charred remains caught her eye.

"Luke!, BROTHER!" She cried, her long pink hair waving slightly as she tried to shake him up. The young Pythoness, Megurine Luka, was overcome with grief, dead.. her brother died.. She could not believe it. She looked up at the sky, watching the dragon fly over the distant hill before disappearing.

"I'll get you for this... Monster.." She hissed. "Death is not good enough for you.. You'll spend eternity as a slave. You deserve no more."

Her brother would be avenged.

Chapter 1: Finished

. Yes, that was rather morbid wasn't it? Fist Rin, then Mikuo, then Luke. I feel like I am probably killing off too many characters. But I wanted to make clear that I don't intend to make any of the characters, (the only exception probably being the retarded hunter) truly evil, They all have their reason to fight.

I hope I did not scare anyone off, Since I don't have many readers in the first place.. I will try to be good from now on, if you'd just give me a few reviews, I don't like having to beg! But I really don't know what I am doing.. A little help for little me?