Nice guesses :)

I don't own anything but the plot!

P.S. I don't hate Piko, but I imagine him as sort of a hidden bad boy because of his trappish looks :D

P.S.S. This is indeed a part of the same timeline This Is My BattleGround was on.

Miki, Neru, and I quietly made our way to the growing amount of shrieking. It was as if we were in some sort of damned concert or something. Sometimes, I never understood normal teenagers, but I guess that's just the way I am. Miki, Neru, and I were raised as assasins since birth, but we were raised to have alter egos so that we had a normal experience as well as continuing our missions assigned by our mother, Luka Megurine. Whether you believe it or not, I don't care. Luka is our mother and our father was a mystery to us. All that we knew now is that he was dead, which is why our mother created this group of assassins. We all have different last names, but then again we always worked undercover. Miki, Neru, and Rin Megurine; the fraternal triplets. That's what we were always called back at the base.

"Neru, Rin," Miki called to us. "I'm gonna see if I can get to the other side. Maybe there's a better view from there." Neru and I nodded and Miki went sprinting down the hall, easily avoiding people along the way. Neru and I continued to push through the crowd, trying to get to the front, but there were just too many of them. I clasped my hands together and propelled Neru up to where she punched off a grate that lead into the AC system. From there, I looked around before jumping up and replacing the grate quietly behind me. Neru tapped my shoulder and started crawling to another grate where louder screams echoed.

"Rin, we're dropping here," Neru whispered. I nodded and she ripped the grate out easily, jumping down onto the lockers. She crawled over a bit and I dropped down next to her, groaning. "What's wrong?"

"I hate wearing these clothes," I whined.

"Oh shut up." From the lockers, we walked as three people stroded into the main hallway, waving to the other people. "Well, well. If it isn't Len Kagamine and his stupid little crew." She pulled out her phone and took a few shots of them. "These are going straight to mother." I sighed and crossed my arms. "I thought you liked the Kagamine Crew, Rin."

"You kidding?" I asked. "I only listen to that stuff so that people with think I'm cool or something. Which makes people think I'm not, therefore, working in my favor. I really wish we didn't have to do this." I heard Miki laugh in my ear piece.

"You and me both, sis," she responded. "These stupid teenagers are seriously getting on my nerves. If only- shit. They're heading this way." I tapped Neru's shoulder and we jumped off the lockers, running for our next class. Just when we all arrived in the classroom, the warning bell rang.

"Well, you girls are always here early," the teacher said, walking in. "Didn't you three go to see the famous group that will be joining our school today?"

"No way," Miki said, waving her hand. "There's no way to go look in that crowd and we always see them on TV, so there really isn't a difference, is there?" Miki was always the smoothest talker out of all of us and the one to always get in on the deep jobs. Neru was our techy geek who can hack anything. Period. Me? I'm the distraction if we ever need any. Out of Miki and Neru, I was the one with the most innocent face and probably the best distraction than anyone else. I walked over to the little show case and examined all the little artifacts from many, many years ago. Around that time, Crypton used to be a city with a giant shield around it. Then some group did something and blah, blah, blah. It's all history. But, Mother says my name was the same as the leader that defeated another group to make this entire country as it is today. Except, her name was Kagamine. Ew. I'm not a direct descendant of Rin Kagamine, but I was a descendant of the Megurine family. It's a lost history that I'd rather not explain.

"Hey Yamabiko." I felt Piko push my back torwards the window and I pretended to almost fall over the edge. "Damn. So close. Ha, maybe next time, whore." I took in a deep breathe and restrained myself. No need to kill him. Yet. "Hey babe, why don't you teach Yamabiko over there a little lesson?" I braced myself for Lily's famous shoulder check which sent me right out the window. Now, before you freak out, I'll be totally fine. I tumbled onto the awning and rolled my eyes. It's funny, because I could hear the teacher yelling at Piko and Lily. Saying something about me dying. Huh. Maybe... I jumped from the awning and rolled onto ground, face down. Pretending I was hurt. I could hear Neru saying something about sueing and something like that. Hey. That's not a bad idea.

"Hey look at that." I felt a shoe slide under my stomach and flip my body over. "Oh crap! Are you alright?" I groaned softly and opened my eyes, seeing a messy flash of teal colored hair. "Len, help me get her to sit up." I felt two arms slide around behind me, urging me to sit up. "Hey, are you alright?"

"Rin!" I heard Miki screamed, in a false worry. She ran to me and I instantly knew Neru wasn't there. She was probably up in the classroom, arguing her ass off. "I'm so glad you're alright! You fell from two stories! Do you have any idea how worried you had me?"

"I-I'm sorry..." I looked at the other three who stood there, looking at me. "T-thank you."

"Can you walk?" the teal girl asked. I'm sorry, I'll use her real name, Hatsune Miku.

"I-I don't know..." I said, looking at my legs. Truthfully, I wasn't injured at all, but making alliances with the target never fails. "Miki, can you call my mom?" Miki nodded and Miku carefully helped me stand, but cried out in pain, falling back on the ground in an instant.

"Oh my gosh, Mikuo!" Miku called. "Carry her!" The teal haired boy immediately picked me up and Miki was talking to our mother on her phone.

"Tch," a the blonde boy said. "I don't have time for this." And he took his leave. I smirked inwardly to myself as I made him my new, personal target.

This is obviously my favorite story -shot-

Question of the Day: Can you guess the name I go by in my Spanish class? (Hint: The name is Italian.) 8D