<span style="color: #000080"><span style="font-style: italic">An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, and bloodshed for bloodshed.<br/>That was the oath Midnight spoke upon that fateful night, although it wasn't quite and oath at the time. The night their lives changed forever.<br/> <br/>            Midnight was sitting upon her bed, drawing and listening to Slipknot on her ipod, one earbud in her right ear. Although it was midnight, and she had to wake up at 4:30 am for school the next day, Midnight was not quite tired yet and didn't feel like going to bed, so she continued to draw and listening to music, her black light casting a bright blue glow and her fan blowing sweet sea air on her that was coming from the open window.<br/>            Midnight couldn't wait to show her beloved twin sister the picture she was drawing for her. She loved to draw for her sister.This was the tenth picture this year to add to Eveline's collections of her pictures. In fact, she loved to go out of her way to do anything for her beloved sister that she could. She couldn't imagine life without her sister, nor would she allow it. "Together we stand, and together we die," was her motto (which was later tattooed close to her heart).<br/>        Finally finished, she shut off her ipod and was about to go to her sister's room and give her the drawing, when she heard something rustling outside her door. Curious, Midnight entered her sister's room through the connecting side door, leaving the drawing and ipod upon her bed.<br/>       Silently, she followed her sister to the source of the noise...and caught sight of something that made her stop dead in her tracks. There, standing in front of their door, was a man in a black hoodie, pointing a gun at their father, threatening him to shut up, as their father screamed at him to leave or else. However, before his father could make good on his threat, the man in the black hoodie pulled the trigger. At that point, nothing else mattered except her father's blood splattered on the wall and the burning rage in her heart, leaving her almost breathless.<br/>        However, she did not have the time to catch her breath, for their mother appeared on the scene, and no matter how much Midnight wanted to warn her mother, no sound could escape from her throat in time. Within seconds, a silenced bullet shot from the gun and lodged into her heart, killing her instantly.<br/>           Her rage and thirst for revenge now unquenchable, Midnight snatched the nearest lamp off the end table, tearing the cord from the outlet. She was about to bound in there and slaughter the man herself, but her sister stopped her.<br/>            "Wait before you do that..." her sister whispered to her. Then she left Midnight to stand there for a few seconds, before returning with a knife. She knew her sister said something, but to her the words were incoherent, for all Midnight could hear was the blood rushing in her ears and the slam of her raging heartbeat.<br/>           Then came the moment that changed their lives forever. Together, they burst in the room, simultaneously whacking the man over the head and instantly knocking him out. However, they didn't stop there. Instead, they continuously ravaged the man until he was a bloody, unrecognizable pulp on the floor. <br/>            After he was ravaged beyond repair and life, Midnight stood above him breathing heavily.<br/>             Then she muttered those fateful words that they would remember forever:<br/>           "An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, and bloodshed for bloodshed."  </span><br/><br/><br/>            On this stormy morning, rain pattering heavily against the chapel windows, Midnight and Eveline sat in the back of the church as they had every Sunday morning since Midnight could remember. However, no day in church has ever been meaningful as the day in church after their parents were murdered. The day when their true purpose was suddenly revealed to them. From then on, they were bound together for eternity by their oath of sisterhood.<br/>            Midnight watched in disdain as most of the people in the church were either asleep, or daydreaming. <span style="font-style: italic">Ugh. Lazy lowlifes,</span> She thought in grave disappointment to herself. <span style="font-style: italic">They're lucky that laziness isn't a crime or they would be pretty famous criminals.</span>Becoming sickened by the truly pathetic sight of these lazy people, Midnight turned her gaze from them to the preacher at the pulpit. However, a simple gaze became a calculated stare, an analysis of his every move.<br/>            Oh she knew who this man was all too well, as her sister did. Behind his pure white garment was a soul as twisted and black as any other criminal. In plain sight, he was a jolly, loving, reliable man, but behind closed doors he was a rapist, as well as a rumored summoner of demons. There was a time when she had great respect for this man, not too long ago. A time when he was the embodiment of a true man of God to her. That is, until she and her sister learned the truth about him. Since then, all respect for him fizzled away into pure wrath and disgust. How a man as evil as him could even have the balls to remain a man of the cloth (another name for a preacher) without his conscience constantly torturing him, she did not know.<br/>             She watched intently as he wiped sweat from his forehead, stuttered abnormally, and fidgeted noticeably, although the rest of these lazy bastards were too disinterested to notice. Every time he looked at them he seemed to shiver, as though he almost <span style="font-style: italic">knew</span> what punishment they intended to bestow upon him. A small smile played upon Midnight's lips as she noticed how the sight of her and her sister affected him. He knew that his time was up. Justice was to be served cold, hard, and mercilessly.<br/>           "We wait till he ends his speech and these innocent people do what they have to do, and leave before we give him what he deserves," Eveline whispered to her. <br/>         Those were the words Midnight was waiting to hear. Hardly able to contain her excitement, Midnight said, "Okay." <br/> <span style="font-style: italic">Justice is to be served.</span> She thought to herself...</span>