We know of one.

Remembrance

Victor woke up to the blinding sunlight beating down on him. He was laid out on the hard ground his hair soaked in sweat, his clothes stuck to his body like a second layer of skin. He didn't move, he didn't want to his body ached all over his ribs felt as if they were crushed. Victor looked over beside him and saw his sister sleeping soundlessly on his arm. He gave a slight smile and closed his eyes feeling Victoria's heart beat pulsate softly. Opening his eyes he paused and took a deep breath in and began to lift his body up off the ground; not wanting to disturb Victoria he moved slowly.

Standing up he lifted up his arms and began to stretch letting out an exhausting sigh. He took a second to look at the blue sky; with gleaming eyes of astonishment he took in the whipped details of the cotton like clouds.

"Haven't seen that in a while." Victor said to himself.

He turned back around and looked at Victoria who had whimpered from the sudden rush of the fall breeze. Victor smiled and crouched down beside her and began to nudge her shoulder in an attempt to wake her up.

"Victoria. Victoria wake up." He shook her arm "Come on Victoria get up. This ground is filthy." She didn't budge.

Stopping to think Victor scratched his head. Letting out a sadistic smirk he leaned his head down to Victoria's face and moved his lips to her ear. With a sweet, slow tone he whispered "Time to open your eyes." Then ever so softly he blew into her ear. Jolting up in shock Victoria gave out a short, high pitched yip.

"Well good morning beautiful." chuckled Victor. As he leaned forward on his knee he gave a warm smile to Victoria who backed up against a wall and shakily pointed at him. Victor's warm smile very quickly faded and turned into a mischievous smirk that could send chills of seduction through a Nun and stood up.

Victoria watched with sharp eyes as Victor made his way over to her. She looked up at Victor who towered over her; his deep crimson eyes sparked her vibrant lightning blue ones.

Victor placed his boot cladded foot on the wall beside her head, "What am I going to do with you."

Victoria glared at Victoria with eyes so sharp and cold it could freeze hell over.
Victor jumped back in fear and spoke defensively "Why so serious? It's just me; you could kick my ass easily. Five seconds flat."

Victoria stood up silently and motioned her way slowly towards Victor.

"H-hey wait a minute now! I was only joking heh get it. Jokes." Victor shakily backed away till he felt the cold wall behind him.

"~Victor~" echoed Victoria in a rhythmic tone.

Victor looked over his shoulder at the wall but was startled when Victoria swiftly threw her fist into the wall at his face. He slowly turned his head to face Victoria's vicious stare. Her eyes were covered in a shroud of messy hair and her face held less expression than that of a corpse.

Victor began to sweat and very nervously managed out a plea of mercy, yet ignoring his statement she gradually grew closer to his face and peaked her eyes from the curtain of hair. Frozen in fear Victor stared into the empty void of blue and became lost in the oblivion of his surroundings.

With a sudden flip of personality Victoria swiftly stole a kiss from him and giggled as she left him pushed up on the wall. Shocked and confused Victor stood motionless and blinked a few times, trying to wrap his head around the event that just took place.

"What was that?" Flushed Victor shouted in frustration at his sister.

Playfully she spoke in a childlike tone "It was just a joke." She spoke slowly "J-O-K-E."

Victor watched as she twisted and turned her body. Noticing him staring Victoria giggled "Is big brother staring?" Looking away he covered his mouth with his hand, eyes darting at Victoria as she elegantly walked closer to him. Grabbing hold of his broad shoulders she lifted herself up to reach Victor's ear "Does big brother like what he sees?"

In an instant of unconsciousness Victors emotions went out like a light. His chest began to vibrate with a warm sensation and his senses became sharp as that of an animal. Looking back at his sister he saw thin black whips of smoke aluminate around Victoria. The thin wisps of black smoke to which filled the skies of the world he was use to.

Victoria looked deep into her brothers eyes and became sucked in by the intense heat that acted as a laser towards her. That same heat which she felt in the fire that flared up around her, however she felt a stabbing sensation of pens and needles in her chest. The flames of the fire raged on about her yet her fingertips were cold and numb. Victoria smiled as tears formed in her eyes she didn't want to go back home, nothing was going to bind her in those agonizing flames of punishment.

Home to her was a living hell. H-E-L-L.