the twins deal

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Shogo's POV The twins are friendly and they called skai big brother my brother and they look suspicious .freaky

Skai: hey shogo were going to the pay father a visit you want to come

$me: yeah. Can the twins come

Skai: sure

On our way to the cemetery everyone was scared but me and skai

Skai: what's wrong you never been to a cemetery

Everyone said no except for me and the twins

$me: you've been to the cemetery

Moondon: we have to see our father and mother

$me: now that you mentioned it your last names do seem familiar

When we got to our father's grave we put some flowers on top of the grave to pay our respect the twins were looking beside ours and I saw there parents name on the grave Mr and mrs fonsons died of a hit and run. I was sad so I took two flowers from my brother and gave one two each twin and they smiled and I never seen them smile.

When we left the cemetery the twin moondon some thing beside them

$me: hey moondon what's that on your hand

Moondon: hey shogo tell me something do you love your brother

$me: yeah

Sondon: you loved him so much that when he died you would anything to bring him back

$me: yeah but we're are you going with this you two

Sondon moondon: seven months ago our mother and father died in an accident we were so sad to be alone and we figured out something

$me: yeah and what is that

Sondon moondon: that you can bring people back just by trading a soul for them to cone back or killing a demon

$me: so what does that have to do with that have to do with that sword in your hand

Moondon: well I figured it out yesterday when I saw you turn into a teen

$me: OK

Sondon: we put it together and figured it out your a demon

Then a vision of two brown haired look alikes looked just like the twins

Then I saw two blue haired teens with swordes and something else different came in my head

The sondon said something to me

Sondon: since your a demon well kill you then bring our parents back

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