Birds Of A Feather

Epilogue Finale

Time skip seven years later

Akeno and Zachary finish setting the table. "honey could you get the girls pleas?" Akeno asked sweetly. "Of cores baby." Zachary said with a smile. The archangel headed up the stairs and knocked the door that had Shuri written in rimstone. "Yes?" I a very sweet voice answered the father poked his head in his daughters' room it was princes pink filled with stuffed animals' makeup organized neatly on her dresser her closet always open with every cute outfit imaginable in there. Shuri was very kind soul with childlike innocence still intact. Her gentle hart did worry her father he worried how this would affect her in high school but he knew her twin would be there for her like she always had been. Her whole room was spick and spam her room was innocent just like her. As for Shuri she was writing in her diary

"Hey sweaty dinner is ready sweetie." "Thank you, daddy I will be right down." Zachary smiled as he shut the door and continued down the hall to a seconded door that Rachel spelled in a feminine font. The father knocked on the door "Yo?" a womanly voice came from the other side of the door. The father opened the door and looked into the dark purple room. Despite being twins Rachel body and mind matured faster than Shuri to the point where she acted like an older sister despite the fact, they were the same age. Maybe it had to do with the fact that when Zachary finally told his daughters about their evil grandfather and how her and her sister were the mixing of two powerful fallen angel bloodlines Baraqiel and Kokabiel. Rachel seemed to realize the enormous untapped potential within her. Her sister was content with just doing her very best but not Rachel she wanted to be as Muhammad Ali would say "The Greatest" and for seven years with her father's help she pushed her mind and body to their limits And her room refracted her more mature mind this looking much more like her parents more adult there was a single teddy bear on her bead. On one side of her room was a smile flat screen TV with a Nintendo switch which she never took out of the dock hooked up to the TV. Her book self was filled with judo trophies along with switch games. In the corner of the room was her workout corner with a set of weights lined up as for the girl in question she laying on her bed listing to her iPod.