"Where Goddesses Play"
By: Jeanna Watts
(A/N): This is a prologue that I wrote up after the first chapters. It gives you a bit of background on Luna and Soule and why they are the way they are. Please read and review.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Twilight Characters. Nor am I affiliated with the ATC, also they certainly do not go after vampires. I just bend and twist the characters and organization to fill my own creative needs.
Prologue
Their bodies had been strewn carelessly over the hardwood floor like leftover Christmas wrappings when the gifts had all been collected. Drained of blood and pale of face, they little resembled the two loving and adoring figures that the girls had known for their short twelve years of life.
Working for the Aquarian Tabernacle Church came with its dangers. Not all vampires wanted to change. Nor would they accept apology when someone asked them that question.
A little girl bloodied lay on the floor, unable to pass out as a respite from the pain, looked onto the sad, mutilated faces of her parents. Their bodys had been slashed in several places, needles shoved under their fingernails and had been tortured in many other horrible ways that the little girl tried desperately to forget. Her bright blue eyes blink away tears as the bitemarks on her arms, legs, chest, and neck sting still. But the worst was over as far as pain went, or so she hoped.
She was lucky, she supposed, for the transformation was much easier on her sister and herself than it was on the many others who had endured it. There was pain, yes, there was pain, but not the bloodlust or desolation that her father had told her that the others felt.
Her eyes turn to her sister, afraid to crawl over. There was no familiar brush of consciousness that she usually felt from her twin sister. No vague tickling, no sharp pain, nothing. There was so much blood...but she couldn't see any cuts on her body. Her parents were dead, oh she knew that, but she couldn't be the only possible survivor of this tragedy, could she?
"S-sunny?" Her voice barely brushed the sound of a whisper as she murmered her nickname for her sister. Her sister didn't stir. The tears that were welling in her eyes began to pool and spill over. Sunny had always been the healer of the two of them, she couldn't possibly die...could she? Was that even possible? She could heal herself, right? She had to be ok!
She crawls over to her twin sister slowly and painfully, and very gently touches her shoulder. She was still warm. But she supposed her parents would be as well, and they weren't moving anytime soon. She gently shakes her. "Sunny...Sunny please wake up. Don't leave me here all alone."
Nothing.
"Oh, c'mon Sunny! Wake up! Please! Please wake up..." The girl trails off crying, her entire family gone in the time span of an hour... oh what on Earth was she going to do? She cries in silence for a few minutes, completely swallowed in her unending world of pain.
A tiny groan breaks the sound of the girl's tears and she felt a vague shift of consciousness.
The girl tries to blink through her tears to see the source of the noise. She vaguely through her tear filled eyes sees her sister's red hair shift and lift off of the ground.
A tiny hesitant voice calls out fearfully. "Lulu?" To Luna it was the most beautiful sound in the world.
"I'm right here Sunny." Luna goes to her sister and takes her into her arms, rocking her gently back and forth.
"My neck...my neck hurts..." Soule says quietly to her sister.
Luna, automatically in her older, wiser, big sister mode, lifts the hair off of the back of Soule's neck, and automatically shields her thoughts from her sister. 'A bite...she must have slept through the worst of it...maybe it won't affect her. She won't know anyway. She doesn't need that, too.'
"It's just a scrape from the floor, Sunny," Luna reassured her sister.
"They're dead aren't they?" Soule asked her older sister, already knowing the answer, burying her head in her sister's shoulder.
"Yeah, it's just us now, yeah? But we'll be ok. I know we will. We've got each other, and one day we will find those guys and get revenge for Mama and Papa, ok?"
Soule nods, tears dripping out of her eyes, knowing that they would never be normal little girls ever again.
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