Identical

When I look in the mirror, it is her face I see. Her right is my left, double and all. My right is her left. We are exact opposites, Saya and me. Mirror-image; identical twins. Except I am fairer in appearance than her tan one and my eyes a sapphire blue while hers are a crimson red.

One egg, one sperm, one zygote divided, sharing one complete set of genetic markers. On the outside we are not the same, but on the inside I would like to believe were so. I think she is egg, so much like our mother it makes me want to scream. Then again, we never knew our mother, the mummy known as the First Saya, chiroptera queen.

I guess I am more like our father, although we've never known him either. We've both had father figures. Saya had Joel and another man, while I held onto Amshel, even though I knew all he saw me as was a test-subject.

One being split in two. How many souls?

Do twins begin in the womb? Or in a better place?

Did Saya and I get along in the womb before being discovered and used as guinea pigs for all those years? I'd like to think that. I always wanted to live with her to see what could have been. I never thanked her for giving me a name and setting me free all those years ago. But now I'm passing that because I wish to kill her as well. She doesn't understand my pain.

Locked away in a cold prison for fifty years, cut and examined as though I were an insect. And Amshel… he'd just come in there and do whatever he wanted to do to me. It's not as though I didn't have a choice. Sometimes I wish I could kill myself. I guess I've never told anyone that…

Alone.

I was always alone. Which is why I picked up singing when I was younger. It was my only answer towards the solitude I felt in my heart.

I dreamt of what it would be like to have a family of my own and when I got it… it was Saya who wanted to take it all away. I wasn't going to let that happen. I had come so far. Only to lose what I cherished most in the world.

This long battle… between us had to end.

The battle continued on. The sisters were once again far from each other. Saya breathed heavily before getting serious. Both she and Diva's dresses had multiple cuts from the swords. One still hadn't managed to kill the other yet. Saya ripped the bottom part of her dress off. Diva stripped the wings on her costume off her, the sleeve of the dress trailed slowly down her left arm. The sisters eyed each other warily. Diva shifted her position as she prepared to attack. "Here we go," she murmured as her blood trailed down her sword. Saya coated her sword once more as well. Diva charged at her sister.

Your name will be Diva! Diva the Princess with the beautiful singing voice. Now we can become friends!

Suddenly, they stopped. Something had halted the two sisters from finishing each other off. Diva's eyes dimmed, she stared at Saya for a moment.

"I wanted to be free… just like you. I wanted to explore the world, know much, see much. I wanted friends… to go to school… do you think I enjoyed being dominated by Amshel my whole existence? You had it all, Saya. I didn't have a thing. Not even a family. But no matter how much I done, the pain, the killing; I was still empty on the inside. And no matter how much I tried to fill that whole it just kept eating away at me like a cancer."

"Diva…"

"But it's okay… because I don't think I'm afraid to die anymore. Because I…"

The brilliant white light blinded the two of them, followed by a piercing screech that made it feel as though bones were grinding against a chalkboard. Everything warped; vanished and became nothing in that instant. That had been around the same time Amshel cried in anguish.

Oblivion.