cruel family

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                Deisly Manor
Six in the morning, the breakfast bell rings in the big mansion. Small children line up and go in pairs to the dining room. The older ones are in front, the younger ones are behind. They all looked well-groomed and beautiful, because they all looked the same. A 45-year-old woman walked in front, followed by children aged 15-17, and behind them were younger children aged 5-8. They walked in silence, only quiet steps were heard along the corridor. But then one of the elders, having looked at the formation, stopped and carefully took out a bell from her pocket, she rang. A light pleasant ringing sounded along the corridor, creating an echo. The line stopped, the woman turned around and looked at the girl.
- What happened, Marfa?–the woman said in a soft voice
-Mrs. Arha. There is not one child in the ranks, not enough Martin.—The girl looked with small eyes at the woman and hid the bell back.
—After breakfast, look for him and bring him to me—Arha said sternly and opened the door to the dining room. Where the table was already set. The children entered the room in the same neat formation and sat down in their places. The room was in white and gray tones, only barely blue chairs stood out on which the children sat. On the gray wall were two gold-framed windows; the rising sun was barely visible from under the silver-colored curtains. The buffet was made in the same colors as the walls, but the colors are more muted. Arha sat down at the table and nodded, the children began to eat. The food was disgusting, but they ate everything, so as not to be punished. On the right hand of Arha sat Marfa, on the left Marie. all other places were occupied by younger children: Mirit, Mark, Moulk, Molly and Michelle. All children had heterochromia, the left eye was sky blue and the right eye was red. their hair was white, always braided with a black elastic band. Girls have braids, and boys have neatly cut hair, always on the earlobes. The boys wore a white shirt with black stripes, perfectly laced white boots with black soles and matching laces. The girls were in beautiful but not puffy silver dresses with a pink belt and pink flower-shaped jewelry. On her feet were light pink stockings, and they were also wearing black shoes with a white clasp. The children ate quietly until Miss Arha got up, the children put the spoons and forks on the empty plates and stood up too. Arha left the table and went to her room, while Marfa and Mari wandered the corridors looking for Martin. The silence was broken by Marfa:
-He couldn't escape. Isn't it so?— The girl said timidly looking at her sister.
—No, he couldn't run away. Other children would immediately notice him.—Marie answered sternly.
— I just thought he might have run away. After all, he is nowhere in this house! And we are not allowed to enter the attic! So he still ran away! - Marfa shouted without restraining her emotions, but suddenly covered her mouth with her hand, looking at Marie with round eyes in surprise. Marie only looked reproachfully at Marpha, snorting, she went to Arhas office. behind the girl came the sound of heels and a stuttering voice,
—W-wait!I know where he is!—Marfa caught up with Marie and lightly touched her shoulder. To this light touch, Mary did not answer, she only trembled and turned around.
—Don't forget, our main mission is... to kill Lawley.—Marie said and crossed her arms over her chest.
–so... follow me— said Marfa and went to the west wing of the house. She opened the door, behind which there was a long corridor, there was almost no paint on the walls, the windows were tightly boarded up, and only from one door, the very last one in the corridor, the light was on. As Marfa determined, a small lamp that the attendants carry with them at night. Marie sensed something was wrong and hurried to the half-open door at the end of the corridor, she walked sternly, hiding her hands behind her back, and Marfa jumped ahead of her, the eldest turned the door and disappeared in the doorway, soon Marie appeared in the doorway, she looked around ... But weird, no one in the room? Where did Marfa go then? She stepped forward and went to the table on which the lamp stood, it was covered in blood, but the table was perfectly clean. The girl turned the lamp, but did not find any clues. Martin came out to her, he came out of a beautiful screen with different flower patterns, he silently spread his arms for hugs and smiled friendly. The gullible girl ran up to her brother and clung to him hugging him, while he hugged her with one arm, and with the other stroked her head, pressed him to him and reassured her. Marfa crept up on tiptoes like a mouse, none of those present heard her steps. Only a shadow betrayed her, she swung a painted finca over Marie's head, and with a calm soul, as if doing this not for the first time, she plunged a knife into her back. -This is not a family, but just a curse .. Martin said and let go of Marie's pale body. Marfa glanced at him and put the fink knife in her pocket.— You even made me panic. How soon will they find out that we have not forgotten Lawley? - Marfa asked the boy
– I don’t know, but Archa is up to something ... May the god Destroya find a way for this soul.—Martin bowed his head and crossed his arms over his chest.
–Well, let’s go?–Marfa said half a turn and put out the lamp.
–Yeah, there's nothing to hang around here.—Martin and Martha left the vile little room and went to Arha's office. Which they were afraid of, because they were still not quite the children of the Deisly family, they were afraid that one day Arha would find out everything and publicly execute them, as was the case with Milliot and Muois, who turned out to be Iviol and Devel, they were caught on stealing in Molly's room. Approaching the office of the head of the family, Marha hesitated, but still brought her little fist to the door and knocked... long, short, short long... A serious voice rang out and then the door opened. Arha stood on the threshold, she looked at Marfa and Martin and let them pass.
—That is, you found him, didn’t you, Marfa?—Arha said and leaned on the back of the chair.
–Yes, Miss Archa.—Marfa answered, her voice sounded uncertain and quiet.
—Okay, you can go, Martha and Zeil.—Martin stumbled, he looked at Arha in amazement and tried to find words .. but he could not find any suitable words.
-Miss Archa, but his name is Ma—Marfa wanted to say, but Archa interrupted her... -No, Martha, his name is Zeil. And I should call you, for sure, Yairu, right?
-Arha smiled maniacally and stood near her table, leaning on a cane with both hands. Zeil and Yairu looked at each other, they got nervous. No, it can't be that they were figured out, they didn't leave a single piece of evidence. Arha took out two bracelets and a medal "for courage" from the drawer. Which used to belong to Zeil. Zeil grabbed Yairu by the hand and ran to the exit, the children stammered on the go, but they ran quickly, but they forgot that the door of the mansion was closed by lunchtime. Near the gate they braked sharply, they saw Molly and Moulk, they were holding hands, Molly's head was tilted to the left and Moulk's head was more to the right. Molly extended her free left hand towards Yairu, Moulk did the same, but mirrored. This couple was terrifying... Molly broke the silence
- Sister, where are you going? Mom said not to go out anywhere.— The question put Yairu in an uncomfortable position.
– I know sister, we were asked to go for water, don’t worry.
—But you don’t have a bucket with you ...—It seemed that little Molly began to suspect something.
—We left them there, please let us through.–deftly answered Yairu. soon Molly and Moulk retreated a couple of steps from the gate, they watched in fascination as Yairu and Zeil run away, goosebumps ran from this. Molly and Moulk were the most mysterious, maybe they were so heavily influenced by the spell of Arha ..? after Yairu and Zeil disappeared from the sight of strange children, their hair began to turn from white to old colors. Yairu's hair color is scarlet, her eyes turned out to be blue. She looked at Zeil with delight, his hair were dyed golden, and his eyes were brown. Has Deisley's spell broken..? The children ran as far as possible from the mansion. They did not notice how they ended up in the middle of Belaya Polyana. Near which Lawley's mansion stood, the children still holding hands began to approach him, but something pushed them away, or even someone. Kokona ran her hand through the air so the children could see her. The girl stood in the most usual everyday clothes for Lawley: a black short tight-fitting dress, a gray cape and strict boots. she hid Oshi behind herself 
—What do you want, Deisly geeks?!—Kokona said with obvious hatred.
Her gaze was stern, did she still see in Yairu and in  Zeil Deisley's children...?
–We are no longer in their family, we are single.” The children answered with the same severity.
–Then why are you rubbing here?You are not welcome herе— Kokona barked, obviously not holding back her emotions,
—we came to report ... We were discovered.—Zeil stepped forward, he blocked Yairu with himself.
–Alas, we failed. We are bringing the Polydon family...
-come into the house, then I will help you cross the border of the Polydon family.— Kokona turned away from the children, she turned the key, a painted silver key in the keyhole and opened the door. She grabbed Oshi by the hand and led, the girl already understood that child would have a thousand and one questions about the Deisly family and the Polydon family. They went into the guest room, Kokona glanced at the children standing next to her.
-Yairu and Zeil, come in, you will live here for the time being. Then I'll bring you a change of clothes, you piss me off walking in this way. - Kokona clicked and took Oshi by the hand. Zeil and Yairu began to look around the room, it was all made in purple shades, which could not but please them. In Deislys house, they did not see any colors except white, gray, black, silver and partly gold, which was very rare. Soon, Oshi looked into this room, she cautiously entered, Yairu reacted faster than Zeil.
- Wow, you're the same girl... who stood so calmly with Miss Kokoet... —Yairu looked at Oshi, she smiled.
- Me, Yairu. And this is Zeil! Very happy to meet you!
– Yairu was very happy, because her family respected Lawley, especially Miss Kokoet and Miss Ayait. Which soon abandoned such official names, and took quite easy names, Kokona and Ayano.
– My name is Oshi, Oshi Lawley. But I just recently started living here. I used to be in another family... – The girl sadly looked away and, without waiting for an answer from Yairu or Zeil,left the room and wandered along the corridors of her new home. She sometimes looked into empty rooms, but she was afraid to look into the rooms of the managers of the mansion. She peered through the kitchen door, Ayano and Miss Goetti were preparing dinner. The girl entered the beautiful kitchen, decorated with various crystals, the girl saw a lot of different utensils and appliances, a lot of pots, pans, entertainers and other things important to any hostess. Goetti turned towards Oshi, her old wrinkled face broke into a smile, she spread her arms when she saw the girl.
-good afternoon baby, do you want to hug granny Goetti?—Oshi nodded as she approached Miss Goetti with a smile and hugged her. Grandmother hugged the girl, she stroked her back and let her go. Ayano smiled as she put the spoon on the napkin and walked over to Miss Goetti, her aunt.
–Miss, dinner will be ready soon.— Ayano crossed her arms behind her back.
- Okay, honey, I'm proud of you. Even with such a fate, you remained a family, and together with Kokoet created your own family ... With every fourth month, your pupils are more and more.—Goetti turned to Ayano and stroked her head.
–Your family will live forever.
—Yes, Miss Goetti, our family is eternal!— Ayano laughed as she looked hopefully at Oshi. In the kitchen, an unknown girl, with pink hair, and the same makeup in pink tons, broke the family peace.
Ayano was the first to pay attention to her, she approached her and asked: -
Candy? Something happened?
- Miss Ayano, Miss Goetti. Soon a boy will arrive here, according to my calculations, Oshi's twin brother, he is that  reapper who choose our family... – Candy broke off and hurried to go to the library and also the archive of this strange ancient family. Ayano clapped her hands, she was glad that another child would come here to learn the art of this family. Oshi looked at Ayano inquiringly, the same only from one glance understood what kind of question the girl wants to ask.
- Yes, your brother. Like, hmm... Delloid?— Ayano decided to guess.
–No, my only brother was Dill.—Oshi answered and fell silent. Meanwhile, Kokona was walking along the second floor, her heels making a pleasant thud. She carried change clothes for the children of the Polydon family. She went to the guest room and knocked. Two short ones, a long one and a short one. Hearing permission "you can" Kokona opened the door, she walked along the soft carpet and put two pairs of clothes. For Yairu and for Zeil. The children took new clothes and changed behind two flower-patterned screens. Yairu came out wearing a yellow dress with a blue sash that had a bow tie. On the girl's feet were stockings, the usual white color, and black boots. Zeil came out from behind the screen and whistled, and saw Yairu. He changed into a suit of a shirt, tailcoat and trousers of white flowers, poured, shiny red buttons stood out from the white composition. Yairu smiled boldly and placed her hand on the shoulder of her unfortunate brother, Zeil.
Tseil hugged his sister, they hugged tightly and left their room. Looking at Arha's homemade map, they found a balcony overlooking the garden. The balcony was in dark colors, only the curtains and the decorative butterfly were gray, there was an ashtray on a large beam, does anyone smoke in this family? Yairu saw some people in lace gloves lead a young boy with black hair, bright green eyes and glasses to the house. These people carried two suitcases. One of them knocked on the door and walked away. Soon the other two also stopped near him. The door opened, Ayano stood on the threshold, a sweet girl bowed and without saying anything let Dill into the mansion, she put his suitcases on the floor, and finally, in unison with everyone, she said:
–Welcome, Dill Lawley. Now you are one of us.
Smiles from the elders, congratulations from the younger ones, broke the ice on Dill's soul. The boy noticed Oshi, he darted through the crowd and put his hand on her cheek. He couldn't believe he was seeing her again, his twin sister.
–I’m back, sister—Dill said quietly, almost in a whisper, he removed his hand from her cheek and smiled, a warm, native smile.
–Dill, are we... We're together again?— The older brother hugged his sister and began to reassure, they had not seen each other for a long time, how not to cry here. He stroked her on the head, whispered and pressed to him.
–I brought you something... I hope you like it—Dill said modestly and nodded at the suitcase. The young man came up, took the suitcase, and took something out of it, went up to Oshi and held out a toy, Oshi's favorite toy, Mippy, a shabby rag doll, which became Oshi's favorite. The girl took the doll, she looked at Dill and said with a sweet grin:
- you are my best gift. And Mippy, like a candy to you — The twins heard the call of Kokona, they turned around and approached her, holding hands. Kokona led them into the living room, and Candy got up from her chair. She walked over to them and opened the box, two pendants showed off inside, a black crystal and an amethyst-like crystal. Kokona took the black crystal and hung it around Dill's neck, and she hung the amethyst pendant around Osha's neck. Candy solemnly announced,
–Today, on this noble day, the twins Dill and Oshi found each other, and also gained a piece of the power of the Lawley family. Now they are officially part of our friendly family!—Ayano rested her head on Kokona's shoulder and smiled. Nothing could spoil their lives, because everything is fine: pupils, housing, forces, power, money. But will everything be so rosy in the coming years?

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