<b>RE: A New Fate for the Twins [Razgriz x Karameida x Serenity]</b><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 15px"><a class="link link--external" href="http://liangxinxin.deviantart.com/art/Qingyin-393181862" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Tsukiko Kimiko</a></span>​</div><br/><i>Learn patience....</i><br/><br/>Those words echoed in her mind several days later as she was once more put through the inane tasks set forth for the women in their contractors world. Her and Hikaru had a general idea of what was expected due to their masters memories but they had learned rather quickly that their masters view on the world had not included what the female of the species did. He'd had a vague idea but had she known everything she might have been tempted to pass herself off as a man. It was ludicrous, the amount of times a woman had to change throughout the day just to preform different tasks. Not to mention the other menial things they were expected to do. Thus far they had not had to deal with the majority of it as they were basically prisoners inside the four corners of the grand house. The people of this era were as far removed from each other as day from night. They might watch and note what their gender counterparts were doing but the general lack of any true knowledge was more than a little surprising and yet they had the audacity to speak of defending honor and of lamenting loyalty.<br/><br/>They lived in two separate worlds and only made a show of existing in the same sphere.<br/><br/><i>Learn patience....</i><br/><br/>Those words had been haunting her since her twin had whispered them in her mind. She personally thought she had shown a spectacular amount of patience considering everything. Especially when one knew her personal definition of the word. Yes, she had been far more than accommodating she thought. Their contractor was being incredibly selfish. Ok, so his father had tried sacrificing him to some beings he'd never even heard about. Sure, that was hard but he had to move on past it. "<i>What if he never gets passed it...?</i>" the thought sent a bolt of panic through her. After spending eons sealed within that void would they be shackled to this house when they'd just gained their freedom? Would their contractor be so weak as to forever shut himself away within this house? Forever sealed away above the remains of his father and his captors? The mere thought was enough to send her into a frenzy. She had to order herself to calm down, to breathe.<br/><br/>After a moment she had her emotions back under control. Well, at least she wasn't about to tear this house down to it's studs anyways.<br/><br/>She had to find a way to make him understand that as their contractor certain things were expected of him. They had work to do. And from what they could sense it was a<i>lot</i>of work. They couldn't get an exact understanding from within this house but what they could glean from the outside world was not good. All the work they had done had been torn and shredded into nothing but a few pathetic strings. Darkness had gotten a<i>very</i>strong foothold in the world and had nearly taken over the world as a whole. They needed to do a great deal of work so that the scales were once more balanced and everything was aligned as it should be. "<i>That all sounds fine and dandy...</i>" she thought. But it was all pretty useless if she couldn't even see their contractor. "<i>That busy body of a head maid is a demon I swear it...</i>" she thought moodily.<br/><br/>Their imprisonment and inability to do their job wasn't the only thing that was making her feel so irritable. She let out a breath and closed her eyes trying to pinpoint what else was bothering her. An image of the bodies decaying underneath the house flashed in her mind. She frowned and furrowed her brows thoughtfully. She made a fist and brought her hand up and started chewing on her thumb nail. The descendants of the bastards who'd betrayed them. Even after killing them all off she still felt a burning rage smoldering within her. She didn't understand why. Her desire for revenge should have been sated. She had killed them all, she was certain of it. So, then why did she feel like something was wrong? Missing? Like something important hadn't been done? Her frown deepened as she continued to sit and ponder it. "<b>DAMN!</b>" she cursed, not too quietly either. She didn't understand why she kept thinking about those traitors.<br/><br/>It certainly wasn't helping her mood.<br/><br/>She shook those thoughts aside and just stared at her door. The tension in the house was palpable and she thought she might flip and be the one to break it....and everything else around her. But just when she feared she might destroy everything in a fifty mile radius, their contractor summoned them. "<i>Finally!</i>" she thought, not without a hint of irritation. A maid came for them and lead them down a series of halls and stairs that lead to their contractors room. Towards the door that had remained closed tight against everything since they'd arrived. "<i>He's going to have questions...</i>" she thought to her twin. It wasn't unreasonable to have questions. She just hoped they had the answers he sought. She feared what might happen should they not give him the answers he wanted.<br/><br/>The door was opened and they were ushered into a room that was unnaturally dark.<br/><br/>Tsukiko glanced around, she was certain everything in this room was of the highest quality and in the latest fashion. But the darkness that swirled and seethed in here somehow made everything seem drab and outdated. This was her domain; you'd think being in here would have made her feel more at home...but it didn't. In fact it always made her severely uncomfortable. With her twin right beside her it made her only too well aware of the darkness and evil that lurked within her. She shook her head and focused on the massive bed that dominated the room. And more specifically on the man that sat in the middle. He looked so small compared to everything else. Tsukiko and Hikaru stood in silence for awhile beside each other staring at their contractor. "<b>What did you want?</b>" she asked after a moment and a little more harshly than she meant. She muttered an apology and glanced at her twin. "<i>Perhaps you should do most of the talking....</i>" she thought.