The Maron Twins

Chapter 1

Danny's POV

Today was supposed to be a normal day but then I remembered it was the day we found out which God we would follow. It was also said a champion would be chosen any year. I was a simple person never doing something bad and disturbing the whole village cough cough TOM cough cough ugh. The allergies. But I would never do something heroic and the whole village know me like Tucker.

I was a simple person. I didn't know which God would choose me. Mianite the God of good or Dianite God of evil. Everyone was so sure of who they were but me and my brother.

We always stand by each other. We were never ones to go out and talk we kinda just read and studied. We have all A's and have a good family. But no friends. We were are own friends. We sorta had no choice were twins. Of course not identical since I'm a girl but might as well be. We both have the same crisp blue eyes and black hair and same shape of face. Even though he was 28 minutes older than me we are still twins. Yes the famous not so famous Maron twins. Jordan and Danny always there for each other. Of course my name wasn't always Danny. It's a nickname since when me and my brother were little Jordan wasn't able to say Danyelle so he called me Danny.

It's funny cause are parents always say that we act such alike it's like we are one. Even are personality is alike. We both like building but hate to mine, we enjoy working at the blacksmiths creating swords and what not, the only real difference is that I curse more than Jordan. Also I was the bad ass in the family. He curses on special occasions like having a dick drawn on his wall. (I pay people *cough Tom* to do that) I am a bit stronger than Jordan but he is way smart than me. I'm the one who fights off the zombies when it's night. And I do all the heavy carrying but anyways.When you see Jordan and I you probably think we are cool and awesome and popular will not exactly.

Jordan always wears a black shirt and green pants on weekends and working but when he is out he wears his black pants with a white flannel and black over top. I on the other hand wear sweatpants and and a cozy shirt anywhere but out in public. In public I look like your average teenager. Some motorcycle pants and a short with a cool design with a flannel tied at my waist. Yep that's my life a quiet person but a real bad ass.

In other hands I love to read and write. I love music but I couldn't sing for shit but I could definitely dance. But of course not on public. My brother well same thing only he couldn't dance for shit but can sure sing.

I remember when we were kids we would sit in front of the supermarket and he would bring his guitar and would sing. One time we made 50 bucks in 20 minutes. Those were the good old days when we would do what we went and play but we could do that anymore. We were going to follow the gods tell we would die.

Unlike other people we didn't know who we would follow. And yes I'm bringing this back up cause every time I try to enjoy myself it keeps popping up. Jordan thinks he'll go into Mianite. I agree. I think I'll go into Dianite. But we don't won't to be separated. We just want some way to fix this.

I remember reading something that I found allllllllllll the way back of the library about the Gods. It was amazing. But something that real caught my eye was that there was another God called Ianite. The goddess of balance. She is the reason why we still live to this very day. She keeps the balance between Mianite and Dianite so nothing has crumpled. But she is becoming weaker since the mortals were still fighting and a champion of hers will one day rise. I checked out the book and showed it to the priest

The priest in are little village was the priest of Mianite. He was strange in a way. All the Dianitees make fun of him for being ginger. I enjoy his company and Champwan's ,a hard working employee of his, for they are so sweet. But when I showed him the book his face grew of angry. Where did you find this he would ask over and over again. He looked me straight in the eye and said "please don't every speak of Ianite for you will be in great danger. The king that rules the kingdom nearby won't expect this. And I hope he doesn't catch you and your brother." Every since that day I've asked him what it meant but he would never say. It's been 2 years since. And in this day we were going to be selected to follow a god.

I was at my house on the couch with Jordan sitting on the other end. We were going to leave in 2 hours to see who are God is. It was going to be at the castle just like every year. When I was in the middle of a paragraph I heard a knock on the door. "Coming!" I yelled. Once I opened the door I saw a very nervous Dec. (the priest) "Hello there Declan. Is everything okay?" He just nodded his head and rubbing his hands together. A nervous tick I've noticed over the years. "Declan would you like to come inside and talk? You seem very anxious." He walked in and sat in a chair.

"Children I need to tell you something very important. Jordan. Danyelle. Every since you were born a woman's voice has been speaking in my head. I know it sounds crazy. But this lady is very important. As Danyelle already knows her name is Ianite."

I gasped. "No this is impossible. You've said it yourself. Sure your the massager of the gods but how can Lady Ianite be alive. You've said it was a myth. A fairy tale."

"I'm sorry I haven't told you this earlier but..... your her champions. You are the followers of Ianite."

This time Jordan bump in. "Followers of Ianite and not just that but champions. This is observed. Impossible to be exact. You've told us never to speak of her name near the king. So what do we do. We can't go to the castle with all the guards and what not. We'll be killed."

Declanington took a very dip breath and spoke very slowly. "I've been to gods claiming for many years and seen what happens and here is the plan. You well go to the event and when announced you well go in front of everyone. Together. And go through the mental test to see which God has chosen. But yours well be different. Like most people a branding we'll show on their arm to show which God they follow. When the branding is shown on your arm you'll shall raise your arms up and yell 'We are the followers and champions of Ianite. For we create peace among the mortal. Do not fear us. But to the king may are where about give you hell.' You well run. Run until you reach the jungle where the guards can not go and stay there. Never leave. Until I'll come to you saying that the king is died but until then stay and never come.

Me and Jordan looked at each other nodding then facing Dec "Well do it. For M'lady." Dec stood up and put a handed on Jordan's shoulder then whispered something in his ear. And left without a word. We both just sat there thinking. "We are going to leave until the king dies and make sure nothing well happen to the mortals upon this rock of life."

(A/N) hey doods so this is the very first chapter of the world of Mianite. So I will say this if it sucks it's because it's 2am but it's going to be like that every chapter. I make this at 12 at night to 4am. That's when I do my magic. But anyway leave any comments and suggestions of new people just leave a comment (and no this is not a gay fan fic. At least not yet. I have to think about that) and I'll surely check it. If you want a new character just fill this out

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