Lux's POV
Flashbacks appeared in my mind that I wanted to be locked away forever. I wanted to forget the day I had to hurt Buru. The day that we lost our eyes. Sometimes I can still feel the wetness of blood on my fingers from when I pulled out her perfect little blue eye, the round shape in my palm, the dripping blood on the hardwood floor. I know Buru feels the same way, after all, she pulled out one of my eyes.
We didn't do it for fun. He made us.
He said if we did as he told, he would bring our beloved parents back.
"Don't worry," Buru had said. "Just do what he says, and everything will be okay." She's my sister, so I beleived her. It's been 2 years, and what we do still isn't enough. Nothing is ever enough.
Buru and I walk hand in hand, silently. The trees rustle above us, and send a sweet scent up our nostrils. I don't look up. I stare at my shoes. The dirt path beneath us is so fimiliar that I could walk it blindfolded. My ears try to tune out the sound of bunny dragging behind us, pulled by a rope that Buru's clammy hands gripped. I never did enjoy the little "tasks" he had us do. Buru would insist we had to, for our parents.
"I hate this." Words came out of my mouth before I could stop it. Buru nodded.
"At least we're still alive." She rubbed her knuckles on the top of my head really hard, a noogie.
"Ow! Gosh dang!" I giggle and give her a little shove. After all we've been through, we still manage to smile, lying through our teeth that we're okay. I wonder when we'll hurt so much that we can't muster a grin. Hopefully that day never comes.
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TerrorBuru and Luna weren't always the result of an experiment... They were once 7 year old twins who depended greatly on each other. Of course, their names weren't Buru and Luna, no, then it was Blue and Lux. Life was good, until the day everything flipp...
