Starcatcher

I wish I had listened when my brother told me to run. He screamed at me to run. My murderer pushed me down and stabbed me in the chest. The knife sparked and burned. Not like a normal knife. He leaned in and whispered. "Another soul doomed for hell." My brother screamed and screamed. Yet somehow he managed to turn and run. I'm not sure if he was going for help or if he was to scared to stay. Either way I don't blame him. For that was the night I was sent to hell. I was an innocent girl and now I'm damned. My name is Ariadne.
Her name is Reverie. She has a similar story. Her mother was kidnapped from her in the the war. She was tortured, raped and murdered. She was left alone and finally the same man came. She couldn't escape. She got the same knife info her chest. It sparked and burned away at her flesh just as it did mine. Funny but the knife leaves a mark somewhere on your body. Something related to your humanity so you constantly have a reminder of who you were. So you can never move on. Mine is a star on my cheek. When you start to forget your humanity it burns. It reminds me of my brother, he had a birthmark the shape of a star on his right hand. Reverie has a dream catcher on her lower stomach. It's small but relevant. It resembles her mother telling her that bad dreams can be caught by a dream catcher.
We teamed up to catch the person who doomed us to hell, we want to find a way to reverse it or completely separate us from our humanity because the pain is excruciating. A humane demon. That's what we are. We have extraordinary gifts but they are damned and dark.

Ariadne means "holy" in Greek. Ironic right?
Reverie means "day dream".
Aria and Rev for short.