Welcome Back! This is still the prolouge! If your wondering why my prolouge is more than a chapter it's because I have to discuss the back stories of the Vocaloids and how they became orphans. Only two more after this. I promise.

Also, I need to go over certain things.

1. The Vocaloids will change some things in the plot, nothing major simple things. I will make Light shot many more times though *Smiles*

2. You know how every Wammys boy has an addiction. Well the Vocaloid addictions will be their character items.

3. I will have people review a certain number before posting another chapter up. This one will only be 3 reviews!

Anyways, Matty do the disclaimer!

Matt: Ms. Sweet Disaster doesn't own Death Note or VOCALOID, she only owns the OC and the plot (sort of). Also, she hates Light's living guts and wishes she could've killed him with her own hands.

Me: *Sharpens kitchen knifes* Thank you Matt! *Smiles*

Matt: This explains so much..*sighs and goes back to video games*

~The Disappearance of Miku Hatsune~

She was playing with a bunch of her friends in the playground they were playing Kagome and she was "oni". She enjoyed playing this game a lot for some reason. Maybe her mind was beginning its corruption.

After recess it was time to go home. Waving goodbye to her friends she started up the dreadful hill to her house. Who was "she"? Her name was Miku Hatsune, light blue hair that reached her shoulders, eyes that could rival the sky and she was tall (for a seven year old). She was kind and friendly but, didn't have many friends because most people would only be kind to her because her parents were rich. Her mother, Meiko owned a fashion line and her father, Kaito was the head of VOCALInc. She liked being able to see new things all the time but, it got tiring at some point. All she wanted was to have some real friends that wouldn't try and backstab her every time.

When Miku arrived at her mansion she took out her keys and opened it. Unsurprisingly it was quiet. Heading straight for the kitchen Miku pulled the note down from the fridge.

Dear Miku,

Sorry, we had a meeting to go to. Won't be back in time for dinner have Daisuke make you something. Make sure you do your homework and get to bed on time. We'll be back at 10:40.

Love,

Mommy and Daddy

She sighed crumbling up the note and tossing it in the trash. 'Once again, I eat dinner by myself.' Miku thought sadly closing the door to her room. "Another reason to hate being rich you never get to see your parents for more than a few hours." She mumbled flopping on the bed. She just wished it would end. The fame, the fortune, the backstabbing, the loliness. She wished her and her family could just disappear off the face of the planet and become normal people. 'Pfft, that's not going to happen anytime soon.' Miku laughed at her own stupid wishing.

After her lone dinner, Miku showered slipped on her nightgown and went to bed. Her parents would be back tomorrow morning for sure. If they weren't, it still wasn't a big deal.

At about two thirty Miku sat up swiftly in her queen-sized bed. Cold sweat beating down her face, she jumped out of bed and ran to her parents' room. "Oh no, please just be a dream. Please. Don't be real." She whispered as she opened the door. The bed was empty. "Oh god! Please tell me you just got home." Miku trembled tears threatening to fall. Running down the swirling flight of stairs to the family room. She gasped at the sight she saw. Her mother Meiko lay decapitated on the floor with her leg cut off and her right arm chopped in bloody pieces. Miku then looked to her father, he wasn't decapitated but looked like he watched her mother's death. He was pale as ever his eyes cut out and his arms sawed off brutally and he had a hand reached out to her mom. Miku fell on her knees and cried. Her nightgown was covered in blood but she didn't care anymore her parents, the only people to truly care about her had been murdered. "Why? Who…?" She stuttered looking around the room, she landed on two eyes that glowed red. "They were going to die anyway Miku. Housefire. Would've killed you too but, I stopped them beforehand and your lifespan has gone up by years." A sharp voice replied

The figure stepped out, blonde hair that went to her waist tied in a ponytail, petite figure and her school uniform with a butcher knife in her left hand. "U-Utau?" Miku was surprised beyond belief. "Yes, Miku. I murdered your parents so you would live. I wasn't going to stab you in the back like the others. I cared for your safety." Utau explained sadly. "There's something you should know though. Your parents didn't love you either. They were going to sell you in an underground black market as a sex slave. I couldn't let my first and only friend get that kind of fate. Not after what happened before That's also why they had to die. Now I have to go, I called 911 beforehand and they're coming right now. I truly am sorry Miku for making you see this." Utau said hopping out one of the windows. "Utau wait!" Miku screamed. "What?" "Arigato Gozaimasu…Utau-chan." Miku said smiling sadly. Do Itashi Mashite Miku-chan, soshite..Sayonara." Utau finally said leaping out into the darkness. Miku looked one last time at her parents and remembered that Utau called the police and got an act together. Hey, she was seven but she smarter than the average twelve year old. 'I can fake cry and give a fake discription of them, that'll work.' Just as Miku finished thinking she saw a police car pull up. She went outside fake and real tears staining her cheeks. "Hello miss, are you the one who called?" he asked. "Yes m-mister, my parents were murdered." She answered.

A few hours later the man came back with the bodies on stretchers. "I see. Well young lady thank you for calling us. We'll take the bodies for further inspection and we have an orphanage on the way to pick you up." He explained. Miku nodded. "By the way, my name is Kai. The person to pick you up should be here in a few hours. You can pack up in that time." Kai nodded leaving. Miku waved slowly at the man and the bodies of her parents as they got in their respective cars and trucks and drove off. Climbing the steps she rolled her teal and blue suitcase, she then put the clothes she wanted to bring which was a bunch of tshirts, jeans, sneakers, skirts, undergarments and boots with a few suits every now and then and two dresses. Another much smaller bag for her silver gameboy, games and her hair accessories. Lastly a tote that was vaccum sealed and threw half the stash of leeks in her mini fridge. She changed out of her blood-stained nightgown and put on her sky blue tshirt, black jeans skirt, blue leggings and flats. It was pretty warm so she didn't wear a jacket. Coming back downstairs she stepped around the still bloody floor. She looked at the clock. "7:45am it's that early?" She mumbled sitting on the couch munching on her leek.

About an hour later a fancy black car pulled up in the driveway. The driver stepped out along with a girl that had bubblegum pink hair. She looked about seventeen or eighteen and the old man looked old and about 50-60 years old. "Miss Blue Lady are you Miku Hatsune?" She asked. Geez, she was straightforward. "Yeah and who are you Miss Bubblegum Addict?" Miku asked teasingly. "Oh I see how you like to play, from now on your nickname will be Leeky!" She announced. Miku sweatdropped she acted like a girl that was ten. "No, I don't like it! How about Jinx! It sounds a lot more epic! Bubblegum.." I said. "Fine. Have it your way. By the way my name's Spirit not Bubblegum." She said. "Hm, Spirit it suits you. You're one of those people that could be cheerful even in the worst situations." Miku replied smiling. "Why, thank you. Now can we go the blood is freaking me out." Spirit said shuddering. "Yeah, it's getting to me too." Miku said rubbing her neck.

After a few hours of driving, a two hour flight to Winchester and another three hour drive they were finally at her new home. Wammys.

As soon as she got there the old man named Watari told Miku that nobody went by their real names and used an alias. She chose her favorite. Jinx.

I KNOW THE PROLOGUES SUCK PLEASE DON'T FLAME ME! CONSTRUCTIVE REVIEWS WOULD BE NICE THOUGH! Remember three for the next chapter!

Bai! Bai!,

Ms. Sweet Disaster