The Twins

Chp.1 : The Winds Of Turmoil!!

In a silent night shadows overtake the room and Raven laying in her bed and dreading, closing her eyes and sleeping not knowing if it will be a sleep of calmness or nightmares of terror.

She is Into a dream world, as she is dreaming she realizes that, it will be a night of terror.

❁Raven's P.O.V❁

As the terror starts I see myself above the cliffs, below the cliffs I hear the sound of the crashing waves hitting the rocks. Above me I feel the wind roaring whispering the sound of death.

As the sounds sweeps into my soul I see a ghostly image of a girl that looks like me with flowing hair. Then, behind her there's a man extending his hand to grab her by her wrist.

As he does I feel the grip on my wrist and I react to the pressure. The storm picks up speed and as I battled to reach her the image fades away..

I awake terrified to look down at my hand and see the mark on my wrist, realizing that these terror dreams are REAL!!

As I sit up, shaking and sweating knowing that my body can't fight this fear. I look up to see the shadowy figure of the girl and the man.

In a blink of an eye the shadowy figure is gone!
I laid back with fear of not knowing if I'm going to have that terror dream again.

With that idea on my head, I closed my eyes and slowly drift off to sleep.

❁That Morning❁

As I'm waking up, I hear my mothers footsteps coming up the stairs. I yell out in a cranky and irritated voice
"I'm up!! be down soon!" Just to save her from knocking and to let her know I'm awake.
She then replies

"Okay hurry up you don't want to be late and you need to eat breakfast!"

I then said "okay.." I could hear the echoes of her footsteps going down stairs to the kitchen.

Then I get up and take a quick shower. As I exited the bathroom with my black robe on, I head to my room and from my vanity drawer I get my under garments.

I then go to my closet and pick my favorite pair of black jeans - like if there is any other color. While I'm putting on my under garments and my jean, I noticed the handprint on my wrist.

I grabbed a basic white tee and put it on.
After, I put a pair of dark green socks and put on my black low top converse.

I think to my self that I just love my dark colors. I finished getting ready, an emerald crystal necklace with matching earrings. I then put a little bit of black mascara and eyeliner in *Vicious Green*

For my hair I put it up in a bun with some wisps of hair out to frame my face.

As I walked down the stairs headed to the kitchen, I grab my dark green hoodie and my backpack. I knew this was one time i couldn't tell my mother that the dreams are becoming real..

As I walked to the kitchen, and realized that is 7:05 AM, I grab a banana and head out the door.

As I opened it, there was Ares. He looked at me with his side smile and tilted head as if he really did not feel like facing another school day, I mean as friends we gravitate towards each other. In school we weren't popular but we were still known in our grade. I guess you could say we're just regular people. I turned and told my mom "see you later mom". As we walked to his car both of us in our own little world, I closed the door behind me.

As I'm in the car and gaze out the window and back to Ares I think thank goodness that Ares and I are so close. He is the only one that partially knows the truth.

❁Ares P.O.V.❁

As I was driving I realized that Raven had a terrible night. You could see in her eyes the dark shadows and paleness in her face. I wish that Raven trusted me with what she was going through, for I knew that I would not question her about it.

❁Raven's P.O.V.❁

As we made it to school before the bell, I can feel the discomfort on my wrist.

At lunch time Ares and I, talk about the bunch of homework he has due for Monday, considering today is Friday.

As we were talking, i felt the heat and the sweat rolling down my chest. I quickly rolled my sleeve up to cool my body.

Ares noticed the hand print on my wrist and asked "what happened???" I said

"Oh you know just one of does nights again..." I then slide my sleeves down so Ares wouldn't continue to ask questions.

I don't know how to tell my best friend (Ares) that the girl in my nightmares didn't only look like me but whatever occurred to her within the dream I experienced it.