<b>RE: A New Fate for the Twins [Razgriz x Karameida x Serenity]</b><br/><br/>Hikaru could feel her twins anger flare up once more as she contemplated their contractor her bitter thoughts, as they often did, turning to the ones who had imprisoned them. Her anger was like a living thing craving blood and vengeance. It was enough to make Hikaru shiver along with the knowledge that should they ever escape, the ancestors waiting on the other side for them stood no chance against Tsukiko. The only hope they had was Hikaru, if she could calm her sister. Should they deserve her help.<br/><br/>As Tsukiko's thoughts broke off in distraction, so did Hikaru's, her actions were a mirror of her sisters, her body stilled, head cocked to the side as her ear strained to pick up the slight whisperings that had threaded their way through the twins' prison. Her eyes widened in shock. It was the first sound she had heard in so very long, outside of the conversations with Tsukiko. Hope swelled in her again. Were they finally going to be released from this hell?<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff1493"> “Yes I heard it!” </span>Hikaru couldn't help the giddy excitement that flooded her voice. A wind began to stir and Hikaru's hope blossomed into certainty. What else could this possibly mean?<br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff1493"><br/>
“Yes Tsukiko...Freedom!”</span>She couldn't hide the deep longing in her tone. Soon she would walk in sunlight again, feel grass under her feet, she would be surrounded by living things. Not dead air and dust. She knew that she should be more focused on what would be on the other side of the doorway. Be more prepared for what they might find. But she had been isolated so long..away from anything fresh and alive.<br/><br/>Soon the voices burst from whispers to chanting, brought with another bout of wind. Hikaru could sense her twins doubt amidst her excitement and she reached out to take her hand.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff1493">“All will be well once we are free.” </span>Her voice was low and soothing, though it was drowned out by the voices carried to them on the wind she knew her sister would hear it in her thoughts as well. She was certain they could handle whatever was on the other side of the portal.<br/><br/>The dim light that had broken through to them began to grow in intensity, as did the voices. Soon it had driven away the last of the shadows, its brilliant and blinding rays stretching into the deepest corners of the shadowed realm. Hikaru's answering smile was dazzling as she closed her eyes, chin tilted up and her arms held up to embrace the long absent warmth of the light. She felt herself pulled from the prison, and all too soon the light faded, though it did not dampen her spirits. Because she felt something else familiar under her feet, the cold hard stone of a floor.<br/><br/>Slowly her eyes opened, her face turned first to her twin, her smile widening. She too, quickly came to the same realization as her twin. Both of them were unclothed. Her cheeks flushed slightly, but it was the only sign of her discomfort. Thankfully Tsukiko stepped in front of her. Shielding her, at least partially, from the stares of them men who surrounded them. From behind Tsukiko she studied the room. The darkness from the men flooding her senses. These were not pure beings. And a frown tugged down the corner of her lips. Deepening as her gaze fell on a young man chained to a table. She could feel the innocence in him, feel his soul calling out for help.<br/><br/>Hikaru released her sisters hand as she moved forward. Her eyes travelled around the room, taking in each mans face. There was not a drop of innocence to be found in any of them, and it saddened her. They had all given themselves over to darkness. Finally her gaze landed once more upon her twin as she pulled the sack covering the man's face and glanced back at her. A brow arched and a question was mirrored in her eyes. Solemnly Hikaru nodded, giving her consent. He would be their contractor. The only man in the room worthy of the charge.<br/><br/>She watched curiously as Tsukiko lowered her head, kissing the boy on the table. She knew her twin must be guided by some instinct. Before entering this chamber neither one of them had known what would be required. Soon Tsukiko was back in front of her, tilting her head back, a soft kiss planted on Hikaru's lips, followed by the coppery tang of blood. Immediately it made perfect sense to her. Bonds of blood were the strongest bonds one could forge.<br/><br/>With the young mans blood came his memories and information. Hikaru's eyes rounded in amazement. Things had changed so much. His memories showed a world very different from the one they had left behind. Though the darkness in its people remained the same. As Tsukiko turned to face the crowd Hikaru's gaze swept the room once more. A rare fury swept over her as she met the eyes of one of the men. Harmon Fortescu, she identified him from an image in her mind.<br/><br/>Tsukiko's words echoed Hikaru's own feelings. For once the twin of light felt not pity for the fate of the man. She would not lift a finger, nor utter a word to spare so low a creature. Nor any of the men in this room. They had sealed their fates. Even so, she could not help but turn her head as Tsukiko drove through his heart, pulling it up through his chest and throat.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff1493">“I feel...sluggish.” </span>Hikaru spoke for the first time. Her body felt slow to respond to her, her legs like jelly. So long had they been unused.