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| [Introduction] Dawn and Dusk are two twins who were seperated from their parents at birth. Both of them has a special power,which i'll tell you after other people are writing it! |
 Savannah is Confuzzled  Name: Dawn Age: not sure height: she's way shorter than Dusk Eyes: crystal blue, lighter than Dusk's hair: light brown, darker than Dusk's Name: Dusk Age: not sure Height: 6'6" eyes: dark, ocean blue Hair: Light blondish-brown Sure, Dawn wanted to know who her family was, and why they left her and Dusk alone. Sure, her and Dusk were desperately desperate to discover what happened to their parents. The tale that they had been told was heartbreaking. Shyren and Harriet had left them on the doorstep of the orphanage with a badly written letter attached to each of them. The babes were scantily clad and shivering all over, so the head allowed them in, expecting the mother and father to return soon. They waited for twelve years until they gave up completely. She was, however, not prepared to break into the archivals. Neko ♥ Away Dusk and her sibling had been alone for a long time. They were used to supporting eachother, without the help of their parents, for they had left them whence they were babes. She was very protective of her twin, Dawn. For as far as she could remember, each had been the only thing the other had, the only person each could call 'family'.Having heard their mother and father had just abandoned them in such a way. She was determined that they be found, and that they tell her exactly why they'd just left them like that. The orphanage had been a cruel place. No one wanted them, because they were twins, and as twins you had to take them both, or the other would be left alone, behind. Some couples had thought about adopting them, but because of Dusk's wild ways, and her outrageous attitude, no one had ever gotten past asking about them. Frankly, Dusk didn't want to be adopted. She thought that since they had made it this far alone, and together, that they didn't need a 'family' only to be abandoned again... But Dawn was different. She wanted more out of life than to be stuck with her sister forever, and Dusk knew it. While she sat in the back of the orphanage she thought to herself about all they had been through. Suddenly, from no where she heard a strange voice.. Janie " Please understand, ma'am. We were forbidden to be together. But, we had spent so much time working side by side... it was bound to happen. We had shamed them all. We had caused a 'darkness', that we will never be forgive for". "Ms!" " Please here me out...it's been twelve years...I haven't even gotten out of bed unless forced. I wanted so badly to keep our babies! But, all they saw was that one child seemed to have...they called it...an evil side. She just wouldn't stop crying...we were told that our child was a curse. Even though, our other little girl was bright and content, they were skeptcal. We were forced to bring them here. We were told to forget them. And, we were told to immediately cease communication with each other. Because, if others, not in our family would find out... Savannah is Confuzzled Dawn held the light, while Dusk skimmed the pages. Sometimes Dawn didn't know what was going through her sister's mind. Sure Dusk was trying to find their parents. Sure, they were both becoming impatient waiting for a 'real' family, but breaking and entering?!? Dawn did not like this at all. Not at all. She watched Dusk, totally absorbed in the pages. Dusk had been lost in her thoughts lately. She usually voiced all her opinions but now she kept them bottled up. 'So unlike her...' Thought Dawn, 'I wonder what crazy imaging has come to her now...' Neko ♥ Away Dusk snapped the book shut, finding what she sought. Turning to Dawn she lied, "I didn't find anything useful, nothing in here will help us find them. Let's go back to the orphanage now, before we're caught." She slipped a piece of paper, which she'd found inside the book, into her back pocket.The reason she'd gone to these lengths was to hide their parents location. She wanted Dawn to be safe, and not to worry about it. She would visit their parents herself, alone. Cautiously, they made their way back, all the while Dusk was thinking about what she would say to her parents, imagining the scene in her dark mind. Janie Out of the corner of Dawn's eyes, Dawn saw Dusk with her hand in her pocket trying to keep the sound of the piece of paper rubbing against the inside of her pocket, from being heard by Dawn." What's in your pocket?" Suspiciously, Dawn inquired." Dusk's eyes, quickly and nervously, darted to her sister. "What are you talking about?" Rattled, Dawn stalled for time. Then laughing, "Oh this! Nothing gets by you does it? " No, not much does." Dawn persisted." You've been unusually silent since we put that book away." "Dammit Dawn..." Squirming Dusk was deperately was searching for a reply. Dawn stopped and facing Dusk in confrontation Dusk then blurted out, What's supposed to be in my pocket Dawn? Huh? Not a day goes by that you don't accuse me of being up to something." "Dusk" " No, I'm walking a different way home. Don't follow me or you'll regret it!" Storming off, Dusk didn't look back, but kept her ears attuned for footsteps. Fuming Dawn turned back. She knew she would be taking a chance but she had to find out what Dusk was hiding. Dawn was so preoccupied with her anger that she didn't notice the a man peering at her from the upstairs window of the small warehouse she was nearing. By the time she raised her head to look for a possible passing car, she she heard a deep thump coming from inside the building she was about to enter. She stooped dead in her tracks, but quickly convinced herself she was hearing things. Nothing was going to stop her. She looked around as she neared the window her and Dusk earlier had slipped into. Sensing it was safe she slowly pushed it open, cringing at the squeak it insisted on making. She jumped down onto the concrete floor of the stale smelling basement. She looked around and... Savannah is Confuzzled "Oh, not you again." She sighed. The decapitated head and its body had been following her around for weeks. The head flew into her face, "Where is it?" It's body was desperately searching through the books. "Where is it?" The voice raised, screeching now. "You want it..." Dawn began, "come and get it." She sprinted past the body and through the door. Sure she would wake the guard but that was what she wanted to do anyway. "You don't understand, do you?" The head hissed, "I can be in two places at a time." "You don't understand either, so can I." And she ran through the wall. Straight into the arms of the night guard. ****************************** "I cannot believe that you would do that!" The Head Mistress screamed in Dawn's face. For once she was in trouble instead of Dawn. Speaking of who, where was Dawn?!?!?!? Tom F Dusk had one question of the woman that bore her: How could you hate me so? Dusk would not, could not, call that woman “mother.” That woman had abandoned her. That woman had also abandoned Dawn. That woman had blamed Dusk, said that Dusk was “evil,” said that "the evil" had to be rejected even if it also meant abandoning the “good,” the preciously good Dawn. That woman had abandoned them both to the cruelties of the orphanage – to the evil of the orphanage. That woman had abandoned the “good” Dawn to be cared for – protected by – loved by the “evil” Dusk. Dusk wanted to see that woman and ask that question: How could you hate me so? Then, Dusk wanted to kill that woman.That question and the need to ask it – the need to have it answered – were needs as profound as the need for breath. That question was smothering Dusk in startled terrifying gasps, convulsing her with rage and longing, a longing so deep and primitive and plaintive that only a mother’s love could be lenitive, a rage so hot that only blood could cool. Dusk had to put that question tonight, and then kill the woman that bore her. Dusk was a lost child, being chased by lightning bolts across a meadow. Bolts of rage, bolts of longing, bolts of fear that she might take her own life – or Dawn’s. Dawn, the good and precious Dawn. Dawn, the one that woman loved and had called “good.” Dusk hated “the good” almost as much as she hated that woman who had named it. But if Dusk murdered “the good,” she would surely kill herself also. Dawn was a part of her, as much a part as her own fevered brain and racing heart. Dusk had the address of that woman. Dusk had found it in the archives scribbled on a note. She had hidden it from Dawn. As always, if there were foul deeds to be done, evils that simply had to be avenged even at the risk of perpetrating additional evil, she would do them. Not Dawn, the good and precious. She would protect Dawn, as she had always done. Protect her and love her, all the while hating her. No, if there were black deeds to be done, Dusk would do them. Dusk would do them alone, in secret. She would protect Dawn at all cost. Dawn was the better angel of her darkened soul. They were a moiety, a part one of the other, but very different parts. Dusk loved Dawn, loved her with a sister's love, loved her with a mother's love. Dusk only hated Dawn because that woman had loved Dawn more. It wasn't Dawn's fault. It wasn't Dusk's fault either. It was that woman's fault. Everything was that woman's fault. Or was it? Dusk's stumbled, vision blurred, almost delirious with rage. Tears streamed from her eyes, eyes that wanted to see and be conforted by a mother, to be told that her mother loved her. Dusk rubbed the tears from her eyes. "Not tonight - not tonight - not tonight. You can't break down now. You can't go crazy. You've gone this far without feeling love from that woman. You can continue. You must continue. If not for your own sake, then for Dawn's. You must continue, just a little longer. This will all end tonight. It has to end tonight." Dusk pulled the note from her pocket and checked the address: 33 Heathridge. Two block down and on the right. She slowed, walked with deliberate stride, a gallows stride. She came to the house, and approached the front door. To her horror, the house – ancient and decrepit - appeared abandoned. There was a smell of rot. She knocked on the door. Janie She looked around...She noticed something that seemed out of place. Dawn, keeping an ear out for whatever had caused that thump, tip toed over to the corner filing cabinet that seemed to have a picture sticking out from under it. Dawn gently eased that side of the cabinet off the floor enough that she could place her foot on the tip of the picture and slide it out. It was a picture of a beautiful little girl with a shiney gold and velvet jewelry case on her lap as gemstones on necklaces and braclets dangled from her small pearl white hands. Dawn turned the picture over, in habit, looking for a name and scribbled in crayon was the name "Rainbow." Looking around, feeling off track of her reason for being there, she saw no logical reason that such a beautiful and seemingly recently printed picture would be in a building that was had apparently been abandoned for at least a few years. Dust covered everything. There was no color in the room barely no light except what light was able to penetrate through the black-smudged windows. Then looking at the picture once more, she slid it into her back pocket. Considering the file cabinet for a moment, she bagan to persuade herself that she had time to take a quick look inside... © Copyright 2006 Savannah is Confuzzled, Neko ♥ Away, Janie, Tom F, (known as GROUP). All rights reserved. GROUP has granted Writing.Com, its affiliates and its syndicates non-exclusive rights to display this work. |
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