Devon POV (ohh fancy)
"Alexia? I thought you where dead," I mutter.
"Well think again," she says leaning against the wall.
*flashback*
"Lex!" I yell as I walk through the door. "Where are you?"
"Downstairs!" I hear her muffled voice yell.
I sit down my stuff and jog down the stairs to the practice room where I find lex sitting on the ground and the target across the room demolished.
I walk over to the smashed target and look at it. I pick up a piece from the bullseye and bring it close to my face. Dark magic always leaves a slight residue kinda like black sand. With practice you can make sure no residue is left, but when Lex practices she has always left a residue. Sure enough I wipe my hand across the broken piece and my hand is covered in black sand.
I sigh to myself looking at Lex and holding up my hand to show her the sand.
Ever since Lex and I were young she's always done dark magic and I've always done more light magic. We're a phenomenon. Most twins only can do one type of magic, light or dark. Both of us can do both.
Lex had always been better at dark magic. When our parents weren't dead they would always tell us to work on our light magic and not our dark. Being so powerful at such a young age could make the darkness take over. So we both were good girls and did our light magic and eventually forgot about our dark magic.
I started dancing as my getaway to be somewhat normal. Lex did gymnastics and I did it with her. Eventually I quit as Lex was advancing at a faster rate then me.
But then our parents died.
I remember the night exactly. I heard mom scream and then my dad. Lex wasn't with me. I heard her calling to stop and that she'd do anything if it stopped. I had ran in the room after and found Lex tied to a chair sobbing her eyes out.
Our parents were dead.
Our mother laid on the table. Her face was scratched up and one of her eyes were gone, the other eye staring emotionless. Her arms were torn up and bent at a weird angle. Her torso was ripped open her guts spilling out. Blood in a pool around her. Her legs both bloody, torn and bent at weird angles.
Our dads body was laying on the floor. His body was torn open too. His organs splayed across the floor. Part of his leg was gone and there was blood surrounding the wound. However his head wasn't there, and I turned around to see it stuck on top of one of the antlers on the deer head mounted on the wall.Next to my dads head was a note written in blood:
Your turn.
I untied Lex trying to keep my hands steady and to stop crying.
She collapsed into my arms and we both sobbed quietly for a moment. It was too much. Too much for us.
"Are you ok?" I ask her quietly.
"The demon," she whispers, still sobbing. "The demon killed them. Then it said- it said-"
She tried to regain her breath before continuing.
"It said it would get us next," she whispers.
Ever since that moment Lex's magic turned black. I tried to keep her from using it but she still used it.Lex also focused more on her school and gymnastics after that. She blocked me out by always being at gymnastics. We had arguments about that too. She stopped hanging out with me as much. There was a separation that wasn't there before.
I'm pulled back into reality by the black sand on my hand.
"Alexia you know this isn't safe," I say trying to stay calm.
"I know it isn't!" She says starting to raise her voice. "I'm trying to control it but I can't."
"You can Lex if you just-"
"You know I'm really tired of the 'you can do it if you try' and "it's what mom and dad would've wanted' bullshit. Mom and dad are dead," She laughs bitterly. "They're dead Dev. And I know sure as hell this isn't what they wanted but I don't give a crap anymore. I can't do it Dev. I can't be good. I can't be what they wanted."
A single tear falls down her cheek but she wipes it away.
"I know damn well what I'm doing," she whispers. "But I can't be good Devon."
"You can Lex," I try to convince. I walk over to her and put my hand on her shoulder. "You have it in you."
She sighs and looks at me. Suddenly her eyes narrow and I'm blasted back into the wall.
"Bull shit," she says before getting up and looking at me. "I'm going to stop magic for awhile. Gymnastics it more important now, we have a meet in 2 weeks," and then she left.
Since then we where separated. She had things she wanted to do. She did do gymnastics and she focused on it and barely used magic. Of course it was hard not to so she couldn't block all of it out but damn did she try.
At college we split. We didn't talk, text or even send letters.
Eventually I went to where she was living. I decided it was time to talk again.
And what I found was terrible.
There was blood on the couch and table. When I went to her room it looked like it had been ransacked. Anything good or valuable was gone.
After that I vowed that if anything, I would survive to kill the son of a bitch that killed my family.
*end flashback*
"What the hell happened?" I ask in astonishment.
"What do you mean?" Lex asks raising an eyebrow.
"I was 98% sure you where dead," I state still barely believing what I was seeing.
"Ah shucks well," she snaps her finger and smiles. "Guess who's still alive?"
I run over to her and hug her, well aware of the stares we're getting.
"I'm sorry," I whisper.
"Me too," she says as we let go.
"Um Devon," Alicera asks. "Who is this?"
"This is Alexia," I gesture to her by patting her head. "My twin sister."
"So I have yet another aunt?" Alicera asks raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah," I say grinning at Lex.
"Who got laid while I was gone?" Lex asks loudly.
"Carl," I whisper. "And Alicera's 15."
"And where would Carl be now?"
"Dead," I mutter. "And the mother. Alicera has amnesia."
"Oh," Lex mutters.
Carl as our big brother who only visited once in a lifetime. We didn't know him well.
"So what are you doing now Dev?"
"We're actually in the middle of hunting a demon."
"Well let's get to it."
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Chapter word count: 1151
Heyoooooo
So we got to learn about the NEW CHARACTER aka lexi_XD_26
Also idk if this is how you wanted it (@ Alexia) I just spewed out ideas.
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