*HI!* This is my second fic ever and it's mainly about two characters me and my friend Akei made up. Of course, these two also happen to be two of my muses...

Annya: yuppiedays!

Serashi and Kirsta: O_o

Kirsta: moving on..... obviously, their names are Annya and Serashi, otherwise known as the ShoRan sisters, ShoRan twins (non-identical), or Shadow Guardians.

Yami: and also known as the mischief-makers of the Palace

Annya and Serashi: *grin*

Kirsta: STOP INTERRUPTING *glare*

Yami, Annya and Serashi: *shrink*

Kirsta: good.... anyway.... Annya and Serashi's mom was Yami's little sister in Ancient Egypt, so they're his nieces. Since I decided not to include the ShoRans in Keeper of the Cards, as that would screw me up even more, I decided to make this an intro story to their existance. Caleia and Keeper is completely non-existent in this story, it's not related! OKay?

Serashi: OKAY!

Kirsta: *weak grin* just do the disclaimer, please

Serashi: No!

Kirsta: hey! Annya?

Annya: No!

Kirsta: Yami? *glare*

Yami: *scared* umm.... no? PLEASE DON'T HURT ME!

Kirsta: *blink*

ShoRans: *sweatdrop* Kirsta: ok.... *sees her Chibi muses* Kifa! (chibi ryou) Aki! (chibi bakura) Chyugi! (chibi yugi) would you boys please do the disclaimer?

Chibis: otay!

Discamwer: Kwista don't wone Wu-Wi-Woh or we be in it! ah hahaha!

kirsta: good job! This is posted together with some other chapters, so before you decide this is crap please at least read some chapters.

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Prologue

Sahameiya screamed as another strong contraction came upon her, and her tight grip on her eldest brother's hand made him share the pain. Yami, that older brother, clenched his jaw shut as his youngest sister all but crushed his hand. He hated seeing her in all this pain.

Her labor had lasted a week now, and the other of her twins was still yet to be born. It seemed as if Sahameiya was fighting the destiny and the gods' will as she kept pouring her own energy and magic to keep the unborn child alive. And not only was birthing a great big pain for her, but during her pregnancy, her husband, Yami's brother-in-law, Mazaki ShoRan, was killed in a hunting accident. Yami knew that had left a hole gap in his sister's life, and reckoned that to be a reason why she refused to let the baby die--so she wouldn't have another death to deal with. Truth-be-told, whether the baby lives or not, Yami feared that Sahameiya would die--either of heartache or draining her energy to save the child. Still, he hoped it would be alright.

Isis stood by with Sahameiya's first born, the twin to the one she was trying to save, a daughter named Serashi. The baby cried for her mother, but for fear from all that Sahameiya would crush the baby if a contraction hit, that wish could not be granted.

It was past noon, the sun high in the sky, lisps of clouds gliding on the breeze. No matter if the baby inside her lived or not, everyone knew that this was going to be the last day of Sahameiya's labor, including herself, but she continued to pour her energy into the baby.

At sunset the wailing of a newborn was finally heard. Yami was fairly certain his hand was crushed now, but didn't care. Sahameiya was weak, very weak. It took much effort for her to keep breathing, but she looked happy.

"The baby's alive," she whispered. "Let me hold my babies." Yami was quick to comply as he brought over the newborn and Isis brought Serashi. Sahameiya forced herself up and cradled the two newborns in her arms, smiling at them with pure happiness. "Serashi and…. Annya ShoRan. I love you two so much," she whispered as she gently kissed each of their foreheads, causing Serashi to gurgle. Sahameiya felt weak, she felt like taking a long rest. "I'm tired, Oni-san (big brother). Here, take them. The younger one's name is Annya. I don't want to drop them," she said, handing the girls back to Isis and Yami. Yami handed the bundle in his arms to the midwife who was there, then turned back to his little sister. "I'm tired," Sahameiya repeated. "I hope I didn't hurt your hand too much," she added, then laughed softly, causing her to wheeze. Tears came to Yami's eyes, but he fought to hold them back.

"Sleep, Sahameiya, sleep," he whispered, kissing her forehead and holding her hand. "Your girls are fine,. You did it, both are healthy, like you wished. Now sleep, rest." A single tear rolled down his cheek and fell on Sahameiya's arm. She reached up and wiped the tear trail away from her oni-san's face.

"Don't cry for me, this is how I would rather have it be. Take care of my girls, okay? I love you, oni-san," she whispered.

"I promise, and I love you too," Yami replied, his breaths becoming sharp as he fought back his sobs. The hand in his hands went limp and Sahameiya closed her eyes and went into eternal slumber. Yami kissed her hand as he just let the tears come, unable to hold them back any longer. He sank to his knees next to the bed, still holding his sister's hand. Isis ordered with hand motions for everyone to leave the room.

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*whew!* I revised the stupid prologue and made it a ton shorter! Yeah!

Please review this story! I don't mean to sound like I'm begging for reviews but I live for them!!!

~Kirsta~