Brothers.

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Gabe sat on his throne, or almost his throne, dressed in clothes only fit for a king when judgement had to be served. A long silver cloak hung from his shoulders and he was dressed in pitch black leather pants and coat than hung past his chins. On top of his auburn hair rested a simple crown of bronze, his heir crown.

Gabe studied the people gathered in the throne room. There was about seventy people everyone dressed in white, proclaiming their innocence. To one side stood Bill and Christina. They held each other's hand and were softly whispering. Gabe wanted to know what they were saying and if it was about him, but he couldn't leave the throne to go talk to the accused's family. At this moment they were on the opposite sides of the law and Gabe hated it. He hated it that it was Luciana's trial today and the she may be sentenced to death, but it had to be done.

Gabe returned his attention to the people in front of him. They were also talking and he sometimed heard his name or Josh or both of their names. He didn't really care that they were talking about him, he only wanted this to be over and his coronation as well. If these to ocations would just slip by then Gabe could go look for his brother himself.

He knew that Josh would use his powers at some time, he had too, and then they would be able to track him by his magical footsteps. But until he uses his powers, everyone will have to run around like a headless chicken.

The door at the far end of the throne room opened and a cold wind blew in. Gabe shivered and he knew they had arrived even before he raised his eyes to see the Sisters.

They were beautiful as always with their long red hair so long it trailed behind them on the ground as they slowly walked towards the throne. All three women's black eyes were fixated on Gabe with the same emotionless expression. Their faces were heart shaped with high cheekbones and full red lips. The three sisters were identical and held no difference, even their personalities were the same. The sisters could have been one being split into three.

He came to his feet as the Sisters stopped in front of him. As one they kneeled, their heads bowed low. Gabe walked down the stairs,
"Rise, Sisters of Justice."
They stood up and looked at him with their dead eyes,
"Prince Gabriel, an honour if only under better circumstances." They said as one, their voices void of any emotion.

Gabe nodded and walked back to his throne where he took his place. The sisters had meant good by saying that, but in truth no one ever met with them under good conditions except at a king's coronation.

The sisters were the most feared beings in both Obscurum and In Tutum. They never fought anyone in battle, but they were the ultimate justice. No one can escape their ordeal and when the word is given it can never be changed.

The Sisters of Justice were always called upon when somone had committed a serious crime. Their punishments were always the most cruelest and the accused never got it easy. Either their declarations ended in death or the person wishing he was dead. Everyone lived in fear of ever facing them.

The sight of the sisters silenced the throne room. They stood at the base of the throne's steps looking at the door, waiting for it to open. When the doors finally swung inwards, a sense of death settled over everyone. They knew what would be decreed.

Luciana stood in the doorway, small and frail. She was dressed in a black dress that stopped above her knees. Although Luciana looked beautiful she was in a bad condition. Her time in the cells had robbed her of her healthy built and colour. Now she was very thin with a pale skin that made her eyes look like sunked pearls. To see her like this broke Gabe's heart and Bill's too, because a lone tear left his right eye.

Hands and feet shackled, Luciana still walked the throne room in with her head held high and her tired eyes defiant. She would not give in without a fight. Luciana stopped in front of the throne and bowed. It was a sore sight to see, because she couldn't move well with the sackles yet Luciana bowed and rose without falling to the ground. Then she trained her eyes on Gabe and the defiant look disappeared. Fear had now taken its rightful place.