A/N: This is my first Clock Tower 3 fanfic! This takes place before the Scissortwins and Burroughs are killed, so in essence, they're still human here. CT3 is the only Clock Tower game I've played... and I absolutely love the twins. Please R&R! ^^
Disclaimer: I don't own CT3. If I did, I would be awesome. Lol.
~~~~~~~Part One~~~~~~~
She looked down at the scars on both her legs. Jemima couldn't fathom why he would do this to her... but somehow she knew she deserved it. Why else would he always scream at her? Take her blades and cut her up, leaving her bleeding? Why else would she only face his wrath and not Ralph? It made sense to her that she deserved it... but what she deserved it for was another matter. The man was insane, that was all she knew. Kept going on and on about these girls called Rooders... something about a Ritual of Engagement... She didn't really understand; she only knew she and her brother were supposed to kill when he told them to.
"Jemima!"
She looked up as the familiar voice of Ralph reached her ears, and her brother walked into the room. He was a sight: dressed in his normal clothes, looking happy with his two scissor blades.
"What is it?" Jemima asked.
"He wants us to kill more again," Ralph replied, his eyes glinting mischievously. "Wants us to continue searching for the Rooders! Come on, let's go!"
Jemima nodded, picked up her identical scissor blades from the table next to the bed, and followed her brother out of the room. Her most recent wounds, two on her arms and one on her leg, stung as she walked, and she bit her lip to keep from crying out. If Ralph ever found out... he'd get beaten as well.
"Are you all right?" Ralph suddenly asked, looking back at her with concern.
"Fine," Jemima answered, forcing a smile. "We should go. Get that job done." Worry flickered for a moment in Ralph's eyes, then it was quickly gone as the twins departed the manor.