My name is Ptital Chang and I'm the second most powerful witch of the six.

My sister, Cyprine, is the most powerful.

And we're refer to as "one" in our career in Death Buster Japan, but before we became Witches we were something else.

I joined Death Busters when I turned 15 years old, my sister had joined a year before and she refused to even speak with me sometimes.
We weren't always the imvencible duo we are now, there are days I wonder if she still has those traits from my rookie year. We only work together so well because our sensei thought we are more powerful together then sepretly, as we are twins.
But before then I strived to show that I wasn't a mere shadow of Cyprine and I almost got myself killed several times.

It wasn't until I heard that I was being transfered to Japan that I began to gain respect out of my peers, but that's only because I joined my power with my sister and not because I try harder then she ever did.

I feel into depression and that allow my sister to use me as her marionette for her own perpose within Death Busters, I was on the verge of suicide when I met some one like me in Japan.
Her name was Mimi Hanyuu, a from France with a Japanese father and French mother, she was into fasion and like to sing. We got along quite well, we both were hidding in the shadows of someone that was constently the "bar" for us.

Me it was my sister, her it was her peer Xro.

How she, a lower level Death Buster from a country full of better, higher level members, got to Japan was the fact Tomoe was a sleez and like only women near him, the others from Mimete's devision were men.

I bet there are quite a few bitter Frenchmen left behind, but when weren't they bitter?

All kidding aside along with the name Mimi we turn our focus onto my sister.

After a whole year here in Tokyo I've grown a little home sick, but she had turn from a block of ice to a freaking stone. I send letters to our mother, who misses us so badly, and she would scoff at the idea.

"Momentos of the heart are for the deluded" she told me once, "and that's why I am the older, wiser, stronger twin, you're too weak to lead."

The perfect unity that we showed infront of the others is mearly a lie, and quite a good one at that.

We hate each other, we strive to best each other, to show who is the marionette and who controlls the strings.

I hated her and she hated me, we were even.