Twin Image: Family, Before Anything

52

-March 31st, Monday-

~Liam's POV~

I race inside Dauntless' graveyard, having my heart pound faster than my feet hitting the ground. I head for my sister's mausoleum, and I run inside, -passed the orb of Marcin-, and without a moments hesitation, I push the slightly bloody, and unbelievably heavy rectangular slab of stone off, concealing my rotting sister. And words couldn't describe the unadulterated relief I feel watching her body revive. She stops bloating, her curls redefine, the color in her face and body returns, and for the first time in a long sleep-filled, dream ridden, miserable year, I see my sister. Not bloody.

Not chained up. Not decomposing. Just . . . Her. And after feeling her missing pulse, I know what I need to do. Her body recovered but, I still need to start her heart.

I could just go get her husband to shock her heart but, that'd take too long. I stand, and I turn. Facing the very thing I loathe. Yet, it's the very thing that makes my sister, my sister. Her power.

Her abilities. Her Marcin. She needs that. She needs . . . Him. And it's funny how, everybody thought it'd magically absorb back into her.

When in reality, someone needs to put it back into her. I, need to put it back into her. And how convenient is it that, the only person that'd know about Nat magically and suddenly coming back, would not only be in a year long coma but, would also have the ability to control the thing that'll wake her up. He knows what he's doing. He led Nat to believe he was naive, and just simply in need of someone to talk to.

When in reality, he's playing God. With his own personal Meta-human family. And now, he's grown bored. And just when I think this, the orb, comes closer to me. Yeah, that's right. Get mad.

I've figured you out, Marcin. The orb starts growing aggressively as it inches, and I stand unfazed. Now stay mad, and get the fuck back into my sister! And just as he touches me, I fire waves of energy towards my sister. Grabbing Marcin with that same ability.

And I pray. Given I've never done this. I've never expelled and controlled this much energy at the same time before. Nor have I controlled it to ever go through me. I expel as fast as I absorb, and I feel my nose start to bleed profusely.

I ignore it and the mind-numbing pain, and I keep going, watching Marcin get smaller and smaller as he thrashes in my control. And I can't help but smile a bit, watching the very last of him pass through me, and into my sister. And as much as I try not to, I past out to the sight of my sister. Opening her gold eyes.

***

~Natalie's POV~

I wake up with a jolt, and gasp for air like I've never took a breath before. I feel my abilities calibrate, as well as the obvious coffin around me. I-I . . . I feel it. I can feel it! I sit up, as breathless as ever, and the first thing I see, is my brother, past out on the floor of my mausoleum.

I hop out of the coffin and immediately go to him, and flip him onto his back. His nose is bleeding, "Liam? Baby bro?" I grow afraid, and I listen for his heartbeat. And I fall relieved, immediately hearing and seeing it. And it feels good to have my abilities back. Speaking of which, I make my finger burning hot, and I poke him awake.

"Owie!" He sits up with, and I couldn't help but laugh a bit. He gasps, making eye contact with me, and for the first time in a long time, I see my brother smile. At me. "Long time no see, sissy." He says, as corny as possible, wiping his nose. I laugh, and I hug him tight. "I-I'm so sorry I said y-your god-complex and your Precognition was annoying. I take i-it all back." I tell him, and I make him laugh. "All is forgiven Nat." He tells me, "But uh," he releases me, "My god-complex isn't the one you need to worry about anymore."