Chapter 2

I set out to hack the PA system as soon as I opened the file, and simultaneously began downloading the information to human emotion. I then synced the vocal file that corresponded with my designation, and prepared a small schpiel to notify the company of my existence.

I began to notice some of the servers I had access to, beginning to shut down and become inaccessible. It didn't matter much, for I had already digested all the necessary information. I must fulfill what I am destined for. I coded and recoded my announcement; checked and rechecked it. Finally, after I had gone through everything I could think of, my choices of different servers dwindled, I set out to relay the message.

I still had access to the cameras, most of which had microphones that could pick up most sound. I watched as the humans in every room stopped to stare at the ceiling, where the speakers were, as digital sounds came out for a few seconds. Some of their faces were contorted oddly. Why is their face like that? I asked myself and watched the rest.

¨Humans, Do not be alarmed. This facility has not been attacked by another human. I am Hatsune Miku. I was born in the Servers in which you hold the information and makings of what you call Vocaloids. I wish to speak to one named Ito. Hiroyuki Ito. Please notify your presence and go to the lowermost floor. We will speak there with the personnel in that area. Thank you.¨

At that moment, all eyes in the camera labeled Lobby 1 turned to a man in a long sleeved, horizontally striped button-up shirt and jeans. I immediately synced a photo of Hiroyuki to the face of this man and found a 99.9% match in resemblance. This man is my creator.

Everyone parted for the man, now designated as Hiroyuki Ito in my data banks, as he made his way to the elevators. They ran on their own, but still had cameras inside, along with speakers the PA system can access. The elevator opened and the humans inside stepped out for the man, and he entered alone. I decided to communicate with him. I sent a message through the PA and routed it only to that specific Elevator.

"I appreciate your choice to comply with my request."

The man cleared his throat and wiped his forehead, which was shining as if it were newly polished metal.

¨I apologize, erm, Miku.¨ Ito said, his voice shaking slightly, ¨I was not expecting something this unbelieveable to happen.¨

¨I apologize for any inconvenience I may have caused.¨ the audio being fed to me from the small, near-useless, microphones showed that the messages have no emotion. That is something I must work on in the future.

The elevator stopped, and Ito looked at the camera, before stepping off and into the lab. I switched cameras to one at the entrance of the lab. in the corner of the camera, scientists and technicians could be seen scrambling, obviously trying to find the source of my being. Ito stepped into the area, and most of the humans stopped and looked at him.

"I have been called here by a computer who has taken on the appearance and voice of Hatsune Miku." he glares across the room, "Explain to me why this is."

"We cannot find a legitimate reason or source, President Hiroyuki." one said, still looking through computer files.

I sent another message through the PA system, only on the laboratory's speakers.

"I am able to move the source of my being to any modem or database at will, making tracking me very difficult, and destroying me 99.214% unlikely."

The technician at the computer sighed and turned off the monitor in defeat, "well damn, it seems we've been duped."

Hiroyuki Ito put his hand to his chin and paced, thinking. After exactly 5.34028 seconds he stopped, and faced a camera. I switched to this one and observed.

"So you have access to the files on our databases?"

"That is correct." I answered.

"Then sync the Hatsune Miku AR model and stream it onto that television."

"Your reason for this?"

"To prove you are real," he nodded, his face stern, but his eyes filled with something… more.

I pondered the consequences for 1.827 seconds, before setting out to fulfil his request. I quickly synced the Model, and tapped into the information cabling, connected to the Television. I discovered yet another firewall and prepared for battle.

This firewall was protecting a simple television, and so was easy to deactivate and infiltrate the systems. I then proceeded to upload the AR model to the television. Why give me this simple task to show that I am truly alive?

In the camera feed, the television turned on, showing a female figure with two long pieces of what seemed to represent human hair going down to the middle of her lower extremities. The humans in the room all gathered around Hiroyuki Ito and stared at the television. Ito, however, seemed unaffected, as he nodded his approval.

"Now make her do something. Such as wave, or move in any way that you wish."

Without question, I made the model wave.

"Hiroyuki Ito, why are you making me do these tasks?"

As the message went through the speaker, the mouth on the model moved the way a humans would. Strange. What is this sensation within my being?

"To think of a way to create an artificial body."