What am I now? (RinXLen)

A Rebel? A Nerd? A Pop? What am I Now?

Len's POV

Okay, time was running out. Rin wanted to strangle me with her hands in a choking motion as she tried to lead me to a wall so she can pin me there on my neck. She got me and she choked me. Ugh it was hard to breathe.

It felt like a thousands of knives lead to my neck. Ugh! It hurt! I looked at Rin who's eyes were still a devilish red. She smiled evilly and she continued to choke me. Can't breathe. Help. Me. Please.

"Rin......"

I tried to say something with her name. But with her name itself her eyes nearly turned back to her turquoise blue then back to red. But brighter. She softened up on her choke for a second then she shoved me into the wall again. I can't pass a single word through my lips. I have to try. Help. Please.

"Rin.....I. Love. You."

Then she tried to literally kill me. I was still fighting. I needed her back. I needed to save her. Come on Len. You can it. Just. A. Little. Longer. Stay. Alive. Finally I broke free from her tight grip on my neck. I kissed her fully on the lips. I watched as her eyes became her turquoise blue and she broke free from the kiss. Her eyes were filled with hot tears and ran down furiously down her cheeks.

"L-Len Ch-Chan. I'm sorry!"

I watched as the tile with her name was restored. The tattoo with ElectronicVoiceProductions was faded away. Rin hid her face in my jacket and I kissed the top of her head.

"Hello Len-Kun, Rin-San." I heard a familiar voice say. It had a high tone and it was a girl. I looked at who it was the girl with a robotic tone.

"M-Miku."

"Die. Both. Of. You." Miku said in her robotic tone as Rin and I ran back into the building. I went into a place. I knew where it was. Where we were created. I looked at the horror. All of the nerds, they were dead. Crushed into sparks and wire with metal parts showing. I looked at a familiar Vocaloid on the floor. Yuuma.

He was dead. He died giving us the message. If feel like it was my fault, my fault that he died. That all of them did.

"You can't hide Len-Chan, Rin-San." I heard a different familiar voice say. Neru. God anyone but Neru. She came with the same object in her hand. That stupid, gun thing that gives you tattoos on your arm making you lifeless drones and do work.

"I will keep my promise, I won't let you touch her."

"Oh that's too bad."

Neru laughed evilly and then tons of the pops came. They turned into sparks and wire and I saw someone step on their body parts. A human. The one with the black gloves that took the three of us away. Hitoyama.

"I created you both, and now you rebel against me," Hitoyama said. "You killed us then created us!" I shouted and Hitoyama only chuckled. "It was merely a process of immortality." Hitoyama had the same object Neru and the rest of the Pops were holding.

"Merely a process of taking our average life away!"

"Now, I make dozens of you to make the perfect Vocaloid. All of you failed. So I made more and more. Until I found a source. Using humans. Yuuma, the first test subject. Was the first perfect Vocaloid. Then came you and Rin. It's a shame you were in Nerd Category. But you were all too perfect. I needed to erase your memories. I needed copies of you. More and more copies of making the perfect Vocaloids with ease!"

"What is the purpose of Vocaloids anyways?"

"For perfection. They would have no flaws. Then you three became too perfect and started to think you had the right to everything as rebels."

I got mad. I was meant to be, perfect? And so was Rin and Yuuma? But why? What was the point of perfection? What was Hitoyama really trying to do? Because I didn't believe what he was saying about perfection. You know what? I don't need to know the reason.

"Just so you know, wanna know why your parents stopped coming home? I killed them."

My hands balled up into fists. I looked at Rin who hid behind me. I grabbed something. A throwing knife. I summoned up all of the anger I had left in me and trusted it at Hitoyama. He was killed. Now I never knew who. I really was. Or what I am now. Maybe I'm okay with it. If Rin was okay. I was fine too.

She embraced me from my behind. I touched her hands and she cried. If this was how it ended, I was fine with it. Maybe it didn't feel like the right ending. But if this was my ending, then I can live with this.