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"Ana," Chrona said in a trembling voice. I looked over my shoulder to see my oldest twin hugging himself in the corner of the room. I crawled over to him and held him in my arms.

"Chrona, what's wrong? Did she do it again?" I asked. Chrona nodded and buried his head in my chest. He tremembled even more and began to sob. I held him closer and sighed. "It's okay, Chrona. I'll make sure she never does a thing like that ever again."

Chrona looked up, tears stung his eyes, "Do you mean it, Ana?" I nodded and gave him a light smile.

"I promise."

Chrona and Ana: Age 8

I didn't keep my promise to Chrona. Chrona got in trouble a few days later and Medusa stuck him back in the dark room. I pleaded with her to get him out, but her only response was, "Why do you care what happens to him? He's just a tool for our amusment."

I would have responded, "He's my brother! And I promised to protect him!" But If I had said anything, she would have struck me, or put me with Chrona in the dark room. I left with a huff and decided not to bother, next time I would keep him out of the room.

But those promises weren't kept either, and after a while, Chrona lost all hope that I'd ever help him. Every time I went to hug him, he'd run away. And every time I went to check up on him, he'd hide in the corner of his room, not saying a word.

"Fine, If you don't want to talk, that's alright with me!" I screamed at him one day. He shuddered a bit and hid his head in his arms. Softening my face, I let my eyes drop to the ground. "But, I want you to know i'm your sister, and I'm sorry if I was never there for you. It's my fault your like this. I'm sorry, Chrona. I'm so sorry."

I ran out of there as fast as I could before Chrona could even look up. Fresh tears stung my face as I hurried to my room to gather up somethings before I left.

I decided, that if the one person that I had ever loved stopped loving me, I would run away. Forever.

My first thing was to pack up some clothes. If I packed all of my belonging up, Medusa would find out and search for me. If I too only what was nessesary, then it would give me sometime before she decided to find me.

I grabbed two pairs of white jeans and one of my purple witch dresses with the black stripes. Next came two tank-tops, one yellow and another neon green. Both had a little black butterfly in the bottom right coners. Last were a pair of black leggings.

I was already wearing my favorite witches outfit, a black sweatshirt without the sleeves, a white spagetti strap tank top under that, and neon purple skinny jeans. I had to take off my blue witch hat, leaving all the butterflies under my control to scatter around the room.

"Come now," I said, outstreaching my right arm. Each fluttered over and rested on my arm, turning themselves into a tattoo. Once that was done, I grabbed the bag I had filed with clothes, and made my way over to the nightstand where a picture was standing.

In it was me and Chrona, when we were six. Chroana was shaking becasue Medusa had just taken him out of the dark room. Ragnarok was above him, giving Chrona rabbit ears. I was laughing while holding Chrona close. It was the only photo of us together, since Medusa didn't allow us to take photo's. She only allowed it this time becasue it was the day we learned that I was a witch.

"Chrona." I picked up the photo and shoved it into my bag along with my clothes. Shoving my hands in my pockets, I walked over to the window and summoned Miles, my special baby.

A bright blue and grey butterfly peeled itself from the tattoo's and flew out of the window. In a poof of smoke, Miles turned into a gigantic butterfly, around ten times his original size. He fluttered below the window, waiting for me. I stuck my head out, and looked around. The coast was clear.

I jumped out and landed on Mile's back. "Let's go," I said, patting Mile's head.

"Ana!"

I moved my head and looked back into my room. Standing inside was Chrona, Ragnarok above him. "Chrona?" I asked, raising an eybrow. He nodded slightly, moving his way towards the window.

"Ana, a-are you leaving?" He asked in his shy, timid voice. Nodding, I brought a hand up to the window. Chrona looked at it for a second, before taking it in his own.

"I'm sorry Chrona. I'm sorry for leaving you like this, it's just, I don't think having me here is any better. I know Medusa's done some horrible stuff to you, but I can't make a diffrence, I just can't. I'm one person." Chrona smiled, tears filled his eyes as he carresed my hand with his thumb. I did the same and smiled, even though on the inside, I knew I was breaking down crying.

"No, Ana. You can make a diffrence, I should be sorry. I pulled you into all of this, you should have just stayed out-"

"No. I'm your sister, Chrona. What kind of sibling would I be if I let my older brother get hurt?" I asked as Chrona shook his head. By this time, tears were running down his face and his cheeks were red. " I love you Chrona. Remember that, and you'll always be out of Medusa's harm."

"Are you two done yet?" Ranarok whinned, making me chuckle.

I released my grasp from Chrona. "Here," I said, waving my left hand over the tattoos on my right arm. A light pink butterfly peeled itself from the others and fluttered around before landing on Chrona's nose. He giggled at it, before it began to fly again.

"Ana," he said as his eyes watched the butterfly flutter around before settling on his right arm. It began to disolve into his arm, transforming itself into a tattoo. Chrona's eyes widened in shock as he relized what I had done. "Really?"

I nodded,"When you feel sad, just look at this tattoo, and everything will be alright again or if Medusa does something to you, just wave your arm over it," I began, as Chrona took his left hand over the tattoo, and waved it, "then it will come back to life." The butterfly peeled itself from Chrona's skin and turned back into its normal, light pink self.

"When you want it to turn back into a tattoo, just say the lullaby I taught you when were were young, do you remember it?"

Chrona nodded as he began to say the lullaby, "When darkness falls across the state, the butterflies come and make it okay. They flutter and fly, bright colors galore. Now the darkness is gone, forever and more."

The butterfly flew back to his arm and transformed back into a tattoo. He smiled at it and nodded his head slowly. "I remember."

"Good, now, I have to go, before Medusa comes. Will you be alright?"

"Yeah, I will," Chrona said, as he lightly traced the tattoo with his finger.

"I love you Chrona," I said, as I patted Miles on the head. Miles began to fly off, but not before I heard Chrona say,

"I love you too, Ana."

Chrona and Ana: Age 16

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