Miku rolled over in her bed, smiling as she heard the faint sound of birds whistling a melody that was both unfamiliar and beautiful at the same time. The sound wasn't something she normally heard since her home was in the swell of the suburban city that had been made for the vocaloids but when she did hear it, the sound was both beautiful and nostalgia-inducing.

Happy, she got out of bed before feeling the gasp escape her lips. The room she was in was not her bedroom... Gone were the tatami mats and the futon which she normally slept on. Gone were her collection of bonsai trees and the piano she loved to sit on so she could sing. Instead, she was left looking at a small room with white-painted walls and wooden flooring. The bed she had awoken upon was wooden and a single, covered by numerous patchwork quilts that looked oddly colourful and homey inside the room. The window above her bed was closed by shutters and opposite her bed was a wooden rocking chair and a small bookshelf housing several books.

Terrified, Miku ran out of the room to see the rest of her apartment gone but replaced by a traditional, German cottage. Wooden floor, brightly coloured rugs and walls that were painted white with plants littering the place in their vases. Miku wasn't sure she could explain how she felt about the place. Whilst she knew she should've been terrified by the fact she wasn't at home, she also felt oddly comforted by the place. Although it was small, much smaller than her apartment, it was the small that gave it a feeling of being warm and homey. So, she sat on one of the red, plush armchairs and sighed.

In the black, stone, fireplace was a small fire and she put her hands up near the fire, warming them as if they weren't already. Then, with a faint smile, Miku looked at the mirror across from her. She wasn't as surprised this time but she immediately noticed how her panda night-shirt had been replaced by a long white one with frills at the hems. Though it was something Miku had never seen before, she felt it fit with the cottage that seemed to be her abode so she wasn't so bothered by that.

Slowly, she got up and walked back to her bedroom before stopping and noticing a door she hadn't seen previously. Like almost everything else, it was wooden and surprisingly heavy, but when she opened it, she gasped in shock. Inside was an outfit as though it was for her and her only. A dress with white skirts and white stockings that she put on with a grin. Black Mary-Jane's stood on the floor, shiny as they were sturdy. Then, over the white dress was a beautiful, red-hooded cloak.

Grinning like she did at Christmas, Miku got to putting on her new outfit. It fit her perfectly and she skipped around her house, when she happened upon a book that lay discarded on the kitchen floor. The oddness of it's location struck Miku and she picked up the discarded, leather-bound book. On the front was the fierce imprint of a wolf and she immediately began to read on the page it lay open at.

The wolf is a creature who is known for his terrible habit of snatching away pretty young girls to feed his hunger. They are never completely satiated and their hunger appears to be endless. Whilst their preference is young females, it has been proved that the vile creatures will attack anything to feed their sempiternal hunger.
However, do not be fooled by this. It is known that whilst the wolves will do anything for their next meal, it is quite surprising to find that they are cunning, plotting, devious creatures that are intelligent beyond our own expectancy.
They will normally hunt in packs, though the smarter wolves will happily break away from their pack to become "lone wolves" and hunt to feed themselves and only themselves. Whilst this is a smart move for the wolf, it's a lucky move for the hunter. A lone wolf is able to do a lot less damage than an entire pack and the idea of surviving their attacks is far more likely if the wolf is alone.
They are known to hunt in almost any wooded area, whether it be just a small thicket to a huge expanse of woods. Either is sure to have hunting wolves inside.

Disturbed by the grim truth, Miku closed the book and placed it on the floor where she had picked it up from. Quickly, she got up before smelling a delicious scent. Was that... Leek? And... Chocolate? Stunned, Miku looked at the table where an open basket was filled with those delicious delicacies. Quickly, she looked through it and discovered ceramic-lidded pots filled with leek soup and tons of home-baked chocolate-chip cookies. She grinned, about to get some to eat when she saw a note atop the basket.

Miku, these are a gift for the Master. His house is a straight walk from your house so all you have to do is follow the path.
Please take them to him.
~Aria of the Planetes

Miku grinned, glad that the Master was at least there and she quickly picked up the basket and skipped out of the house.

Miku had been skipping for hours when she finally stopped against a freshly cut stump and sighed. In the stump was an axe, making her feel only a tiny bit safer. For the entire time she'd been hurrying to give the master his food, she'd had a feeling as though she'd been watched. And the feeling was still there.

The book about the wolf crept into her mind and lingered, causing Miku to shiver in fear. She'd been skipping for hours on end and the woods seemed to carry on forever. In fact, she was beginning to feel worried about how big it was. Of course, she had followed the woods the whole way and was far too scared to stray from the dirt path she'd been following. However, now, she felt terrified and overwhelmed by the idea of becoming lost.

"Why do you look so scared, little girl?"

Miku jumped to her feet as she turned to look at the abhorrent creature she'd dreaded meeting. A wolf with greasy grey fur that clung to it's robust body wandered closer to her, prowling like the malicious beast it was. It's eyes shone a bright orange and it's teeth were a sickening yellow colour, causing bile to rise up in Miku's throat.

"I'm not scared." Miku said, smiling and acting happy like she always did. "It's nice to meet you Mr Wolf."

"And you too, little green-haired girl." The wolf growled, a smile on it's canine face. "It will be very fun to play with you, though there is little meat on your bones."

Worry crept up Miku's spine as she watched the creature creep ever closer. She could smell him by now; wet-dog and death surrounding the creature like a morbid cloud. He stank and god, it burnt her nose. But she wouldn't show it. Instead, she felt her fingers curl around the axe behind her.

"I will take that as a compliment, so thank you, Mr Wolf." Miku giggled as the wolf stopped. Her grip on the axe handle tightened.

"You smell delicious, and what big eyes you have." The wolf chortled, gazing into her teal eyes with his orange ones.

"And what big, grotesque teeth you have, Mr Wolf."

"All the better to eat you with, Miku." The wolf growled as he launched his body and snarling mouth at her.

In one swift, fluid movement, Miku bowed her head and span, causing the axe to fly out of her grip and straight into the centre of the wolf's chest. The thing growled in alarm when she moved from his way in one fast movement, causing him to snarl in surprise. The thing coughed up a large amount of blood before collapsing on it's side.

"I'm afraid not this time, Mr Wolf." Miku said, removing the hood from her head as she revealed her teal pigtails. "And I'm afraid I'm the teal-haired girl. Not green."

With that said, Miku pulled the axe from the dog's body with a squelch. The blood poured out and in a moment of pity, Miku brought the axe above her head before crashing it down on the creatures skull. In the end, Master didn't have a cottage but he did offer her a way out of the forest. With a new gift.

"And Miku left the forest donning a wolf-skin coat, rather than the flimsy fair that was her red-hooded cloak." Aria giggled before closing the book that had come to life before her eyes. That was one story composed that she hid on her bookshelf in the tower. Her hair had grown much longer and she already knew the fairy-tale she had been borne of. Rapunzel.

She then pulled out a new book, bound in leather. This one seemed much different to the other, the leather front being much lighter in comparison. Not to mention the imprint in the front of this book wasn't a wolf. This one was a snow flake, causing Aria to smile. She had a pretty good idea as to this fairy-tale. And those that would be involved in the story.