Split in Two

Chapter One

After Hestia faded, the mother became the leader of good, and the father became the leader of darkness. After a period of time spirits will fade. You have 5 lives as a spirit if you use them all up, then you fade away. The father and the mother and their sides will declare war if there was to be any chaos between the sides.

      They each kept one daughter, and they would be the daughter's spirit guide. They kept one promise though, for Gerana and Clinei to not know what happened or to know they were related in some way. Clinei stayed with the mother and Gerana stayed with the father. Then they split. One to the land of light and one to the land of dark. Both daughters were born with the sign of the devil, and have light within them. They are both angel and demon, they are darknights. They are two of seven darknights in the world. Although Clinei's dark powers are unawakened and Gerana's light powers are unawakened. Clinei has the eye of the angel, which shows her spirits of good, and Gerana has the devils eye which shows her dark spirits.

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Gerana was at the chamber of darkness with her father, locked inside her room, as usual. Staring up at the ceiling, waiting, waiting, waiting. She was picked up in the middle of nowhere by her father and now she is here. Not her choice though. It had been a couple of weeks since she had gotten picked up, and she is grateful to her father that he gave her another home. But, when she was picked up she wasn't here she was in a completely different place.

       She was in a moonlit cave, staring at the glistening water wondering who she was. She dipped her feet in the pool, and while she was staring, the thing that caught her eye was the scar cut across Gerana's eye. She covered her eye with her hand from seeing the hideous scar cut along her face. She started to tear up, looking clueless around the cave. Until, she saw her father waiting in the corner.

"Papa." little Gerana muttered, then ran over to him. 

"Come with me, and take this." 

She went with him and took the small black blade out of his hands. The father didn't care that she was too young to be carrying a weapon. She brushed the blade with the tops of her finger tips, the blade, that fit perfectly in her hand. It twinkled in the sun and glistened in the moonlight. The blade was sharp, but not too sharp of course since the young child was carrying the weapon. It was engraved with the words "war" in a silver outline. The child didn't know what war meant, but she would learn, someday.

" Thank You Papa," Gerana said softly. He didn't answer back, he just said to her, " This blade will grow in power, size and strength as you start to grow. He mumbled, " That's why it's so tiny." You're coming with me from now on to learn some new ways to behave. This wasn't normal behaving that he was going teaching Gerana, he would be teaching her how to be bad.

A palace not large, but not small was what Gerana was going to be living in. She would have to have the smallest room in the palace, locked up, waiting hours until she could have meals. What she was waiting for most was for some sort of an idea to pop into her mind to help her escape. She would be wailing and crying day and night of misery. Until she got used to it, she would begin her training. She started at age seven, when her father actually let her out of her prison like room.

       As she walked through the hallways, demons, frightening creatures, and dark spirits swarmed in and out of rooms. She tried not to notice, or else she would have to go back into her room. Goosebumps prickled up her arms and legs as she got deeper and deeper into the palace, into places of unknown. They walked down spiraling staircases and outside. For the first time in two years Gerana took a breath of fresh air. The first step to her training was to get her angry.

" So, I have heard my child that people had teased you of your devil's eye, am I correct.
"Yes," she said shakily.
" What kind of things would things would they say?"
"Get away from me Freak Face!" and " Hey it's the scarred loser."
" Did you feel angry at them." Gerana nodded.
" I'm going to make you relive that memory, let's see if you feel differently now."

In the vision it was only Gerana, no memory of her sister in view to protect her. She would have felt better with her sister by her side, but that couldn't happen in the training. Gerana was sitting on a bright red bench staring at herself in the mirror smiling and laughing, alone. She always felt the rush of sadness of the word alone, but she faced alone in a different way. She saw it as being by herself in the world nobody could stop her from doing anything or making her feel any way. Gerana could do as she liked, happy, alone. When those children walked in, they disrupted that feeling of her alone time.
"Oh what are trying to do, get a taste of how ugly you really are. But, why would you be smiling?" the second member of the pack stated. "Well maybe she's happy to learn something new." Then they all said in sync, "She learned that she is so ugly!"
Gerana's eyes teared up and then she wacked punch in the leader's face, which expressed her anger, but it wasn't a great idea. Then the group punched her all over until she was covered with black and blues, lying flat on the ground, regretting her decision.

When the memory faded away, the father interrogated Gerana even more.
" How did you feel," spoke the father, grinning. Gerana was fuming, just as the father wanted her to be. Now he would show her how to feel the feelings of revenge.

      Gerana stormed back towards the palace into her room. If that was the reason why she could get out of her room she was not liking it. She would never want to experience that again. She had such simple feelings, hunger, sadness, and happiness. A seven year old didn't need any more than that. Her father didn't think that way, he just wanted some extra things to add on the list. Well at least she had some sort of chance of escaping this dreadful place. It would be what you described a seven year old's "Hell Box." But if she escaped she would be killed and Gerana didn't want that happening either. So, she decided to stay and wait more, see what was to come.