You Are My Dusk and Dawn By: Mystic Productions
"DISCLAMIER: I DO NOT OWN TEEN TITANS IT BELONGS TO DC IF I DID THEN WELL…I WOULDN'T BE USING THIS CRUDDY COMPUTER. I DO OWN DUSK AND DAWN AND OTHER OCS THAT MAY COME IN./
I grab Cynthia's hand with my own. I look into her tired baby blue eyes as tears start to form into mine. It seemed like ages since I had felt any emotion and now it seemed to be exploding throughout my heart. Cynthia had been one of my best friends. But Trigon had yet again taken someone I care dearly for from me. "Rachel…." Cynthia says her voice weak. "Yes Cynthia?" I say trying my best to keep her as painless as possible. "I need you to do something…" she says her voice getting weaker. She is fading and I know she doesn't have much time left. "Anything…" I say looking into her eyes as they become less focused. "Get my kids….away from that wretched man…" she says as her eyes lose focus. " I promise…" I say crying. I gently close her eyes and start to dig a grave. "Cynthia Marie Walker…the last person Trigon will EVER hurt…"I say setting the woman I had come to know as a sister into her grave./
*TWO MONTHS LATER DUSKS POV* [Italics means telepathy]
I watch our new parent my eyes filled with curiosity. Whether she knew I was studying her or not I'm not sure. She wore a white cloak and she had pale skin and raven hair the look on face was a sight of relaxation. I just hope she's different from him, I hope she doesn't ever bring us back to that place. You think she's different dusk? Dawn spoke hopefully. I hope there's not many like him. I say my voice even. "Where are you taking us?" Dawn asks her voice shy. "You see that big "T" in the distance?" Rachel asks and Dawn nods still shy. "That's where…" she says causing Dawn and I to share a confused glance, Living in a tower shaped like a letter seems odd but we shrug it off considering the fact we're half demon. I suddenly realize just how wrong the stereotypical idea of a demon versus a human is considering that our mother was a demon not our…well I don't really call him dad… We pull up at an ice cream parlor that looks somewhat familiar. "Mom took us here when we were little..." Dawn pipes up as we get out of Rachel's black Sedan. Most people think I'm the stronger twin…but I have to force myself to forget while Dawn remembers everything and still stays positive. "What flavor do you guys want?" Rachel asks with a warm smile on her face. "Strawberry..." Dawn says moving her golden hair out of her eyes. "Rocky Road…" I say quietly. "You know if you just get it trimmed then it will stop getting in your eyes." I say sitting down in a booth. "What part of never do you not get?" Dawn says as she takes a small bite from her cone. "Thanks for the ice cream…" I say giving Dawn a glance. "What?" Dawn says looking at me. I notice she has some ice cream above her mouth and I start to laugh. "I'll get you for that!" Dawn says pretending to be mad but then she starts laughing too. Rachel even starts laughing and I start/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"to realize that she's not going to take us back to that monster. "I want you two to know that I'm not here to replace your mother…nobody can ever do that…I just want to be there for you two…and it's not just me." Rachel says looking us both in the eyes but she still has that warm smile. "Thanks…" I say and I start to smile along with Dawn.
A/N Thank you for reading my first story on this site. I will post some polls to have questions for you all to who read this. My polls will have a system here's a example LIFE: 7 days or DEAD if its alive its still active if its dead then its over. Enjoy this story I promise to give it my fullest. ~Mystic Productions/p