*** Chapter two. Let's see if I can get up a few more readers, and maybe some reviewers *cheer!*

I DO NOT OWN VOCALOID***

Waking up was extremely difficult. My back hurt- a minimal idea of how much pain might be if you had a figernail ripped off, except there were many going down your spine, and all of them were ripped off. I wanted just to lay there the rest of the day, but I knew Computer knew I was awake.

I slowly sat up to try and keep alot of the pain away. 'It's just a message that your brain tells you to let it know that it's healing. It means nothing.' It stopped hurting afterwards.

I have this interesting little system in my body, thanks to it's technology compatibility, that allows me to shut off the nerves in certain parts of my body, so I can focus on the muscles and fighting. It comes in handy when fighting off armies of men who want to kidnap you.

I open my eyes slowly. I was in the main sleeping area of our base, where I always woke up after an installment. Kaito was on his bed across the room, tapping on his portable laptop. He looked up just as I waved. "Ah, good morning Miku. Sleep well?"

I nodded slowly. "Did you make breckfast? I'm starving." I yawned, burrowing my face in my blankets. My teal hair had been taken out of its original twin tails, so it laid in a tangled heap on my pillow and matress.

He shut the lid on his laptop, then put it off to the side and stood. "I'll go get it right away. You've had a rough time these past two days."

I nodded in reply. I'd slept an entire day. That was pretty normal; I'd slept for longer, though. Kaito was actually considering taking me to a hospital when I was out for six days. I'd actually like to see that happen.

A) Kaito hasn't left our little 'Bat Cave' since he programmed the computer to my specific needs.

B) The last time I was at a hospital was when I was born, and a real doctor when I was four.

C) Kaito can't carry me. He's tried; it doesn't work.

The air started to get a wonderful aroma of Kaito's not-so-famous french toast. It should be famous, though. It's that good.

After eating, we got straight to training. It would take a few weeks to get the wings to work how I wanted them to, so we'd need to start working ASAP.

Summoning the wings to reform my bones wasn't the hard part. My shoulderblades grew and deformed on my back, so that it formed a kind of shell over the main part of my back. The wings grew out right below my shoulderblades, forming a claw like shape.

Kaito mimicked the shape with his hands, so that his thumbs touched and each of his fingers were evenly spread. "Hm... We have quite a bit of work to do." He spun me around and started messing with the things on my back.

Looking at them in the mirror, they weren't even wings. Just bone sprouts. Like eight bony arms coming out of my back. Creepy.

He used a Calcium cream that he specially ordered to use on me to firm up the base of the wings. After twenty minutes or so, he succeeded, so that they could be seen from the front. The tips were really sharp, like arrow heads.

"What did you screw up? Where're the feathers and glitter you showed me on the screen." Sarcasm dripped from the words.

He ignored it. "I wasn't able to get all that programming in. We'd need about three-hundred-thousand codes, maybe more. Depends on if Computer will force me to design each and every feather. Eventually, you'll get a coat of leather over the shell and in between the wings, but I wouldn't try it for quite a while. If you try to fly too early, it won't be able to support your weight, and will break. Past that, they can't be repaired."

I nodded. He likes to rant about how great his designs are, and how much they'll help me in combat. So far, I have about six things I can use: Hand Blade, Nerve Control, Leap, Shield, Time Displace, and Self-Cannon. The wings would be number seven. Half of them don't work right yet.

I worked on the house all day. Cleaning up charred remains, chopping down trees from the nearby wood, and ordering concrete. It was hot outside too. REALLY hot. I felt like I was going to melt.

Kaito's forcing me to leave my wings out full-time, so that the leather will grow quickly. It's not going to be very cosmetic, but it serves a purpose. They actually come in handy, like having an extra set of hands. By the end of the day, the burnt-up house had been moved to a safe place deep in the woods.

I used the emergency override code on the ground over the elevator, which was basically me pressing my hand on the ground. The elevator opened from the top, and I jumped in, landing gracefully, but not so silently, on the aluminum floor. The top hatch shut, and the elevator sped down.

The big screen of Computer now showed an avatar of sorts. She had long purple-blue hair, pulled back into two pontytails on the back of her head. She was also really small, but I could easily make out her features against a black background.

"Kaito, who's this?"

The little girl on the screen waved a miniscule hand as I took a few steps closer. "I'm Aoki. Kaito created me, so that he can easily imagine what's going through your body as you're updated." She smiled.

I raised a questionative eyebrow at Kaito. "Explain the point of her to me, please."

"She's the fairy that will allow your updates to go quicker, hopefully. She's going to be working with Computer to install the programs I create into you. After the next update, she'll be able to speak with you through thoughts."

I raised my other eyebrow. "Telepathy, eh? If she's in me, will she be able to speak with you at the same time?"

He nodded and tapped his watch. "She's imbedded in their voice programs, too. Like a three-way phone call."

I nodded, then took a seat in my normal chair. "So, Aoki. Where did your voice bank and appearance come from?"

"Kaito created them for me, using fragments of his own voice and appearance. He wanted me to look like you, but be able to tell a difference." She offered a sweet smile.

"And you're stuck on that computer until I update? Do you get bored?"

She shook her head. "I was programmed with two emotions: Happy, and Serious. It's to keep my work levels as high as possible."

I leaned forward, putting my elbow on my knee and my chin in the crook of my hand between my thumb and fingers. "How many words can you type in a minute?"

Her attitude switched. "How high can you count?"

"Touche. How many bytes do you take up?"

"3 M-B."

"How tall are you?"

"15 centimeters"

"Do you tickle when running through my body?"

"Probably, yes."

"Am I ticilish?"

"Am I supposed to know?"

I leaned back in my chair, but kept my hand on my chin. I turned my head to Kaito. "Nice programming."

He nods. "She's amazing."

I turned my head back to her. "Can you program faster than Kaito?"

"It's all fun and games until the apprentice beats the master."

"I take that as a yes?"

"Yup."

I grinned, then laid my hand in my lap. "Welcome to the family, Aoki. I hope your ready to kill an army."

She nods, bravely holding up a fist. "I was born ready."

"Good, because the sensors say they're on their way. Kaito, permission to engage on sight?"

"Permission granted. If you see the wolf, return to base as quickly as possible, though. You're of no use dead."

I nodded, heading for the elevator. This would be fun. The sensors weren't picking up on the wolf, but the creator of the robots, Miki. I popped my knuckes on my left hand on the way up the elevator, then put away my wings by tapping my shoulders.

I dragged my finger from my pinky to my wrist, the bones in my hand creating a blade. The hatch on the top of the elevator opened, and I jumped out, ready to fight. if I could take care of Miki this time, we wouldn't have any more problems. I hoped.

*** So, you're being shoved into the middle of their lives, without warning. I wish you luck.

Review, and the next chapter will be up soon, with alot of fighting.***