Lisa Morell (nee Young) had a hard time remembering much about her sister. She remembers the British man who came and talked to her parents about special schooling for her sister and the fights her parents had for almost a week after that. She doesn't exactly blame that man for her parent's divorce, but he's wasn't really innocent either.

She could recall rather clearly the last night the two of them spent together, huddled together in one bed and the promises they made to keep in touch. Promises they never really kept.

Lisa had been fifteen, and living in Canada with her mother, when her father called to tell them that Kendra had died. The two of them flew back to Jamaica for the funeral, she cried the whole flight down, for promises never kept and potential lost and for the sister she would never get to know. What she remembers most about the funeral though is the way her father, though grief stricken, was proud of his dead daughter. The girl who died fulfilling her destiny.

And it's not like Lisa didn't pay attention to those things which accompanied her sister's destiny. She knew better then to invite people in the house, and she was mostly careful to be around people, or safe inside, when it got dark. But she lost her sister to that special destiny, and quite frankly that was bullshit. No amount of greater good could erase the fact that her twin was dead. Which is why when the same British man who took her sister away offered to take her back to England and help her develop her skill with languages, Lisa spat in his face. She'd use her language skills, and her knowledge of what was out there all right, but she wasn't going to ruin other families the way this man had ruined hers.

So Lisa Morell (her mother's maiden name) studied languages and counseling. She followed the news of course, and when she learned about how the town where her sister died had fallen into a crater, she mourned. But when she learned about the other things that happened along with that crater, she mourned further. She was contacted once by the new Watcher's Council. However, she didn't see how moving the responsibility from one girl to many changed anything, instead it just put more children on the early dead list and so she turned them down. She accepted a teaching and counseling position in Beacon Hills California and never really expected to use her knowledge of what was out there in the dark.

Well, until Alison Argent came to her with a printout page in a very old and unusual variant of French and a worried look on her face.