My sister stood next to me in the circle of men. All wearing hoods and white masks but for one. The leader stood in the middle of the circle eyeing all around him. He was the one we had come to see, the one we had waited to meet for so long. We had used aging potions so we looked older than the fifteen we truly were. As far as they could see we were perfectly respectable 20 year olds.
"I see new faces, two to be precise." He was looking at us and we stared back. Being the only ones not wearing masks we weren't hard to pick out. We were just wearing hoods, sunglasses and bandanas wrapped around out noses and mouths, so that we couldn't be recognized. "Who are you?" He asked us and my sister stepped forward a little so she was in front of me. She was older and was always protecting me.
"I'm Ka but most call me darkness. This is my sister Ki and most call her shadow." She answers. He raised an inhuman eyebrow at her response.
"Ki and Ka, no last names." He looked to me for an answer but my sister spoke instead.
"We would rather not give out our identities in a room full of possible traitors." She smirked and sent me a mental message. Bet I can pick out the traitor. I refrained from chuckling as we both looked around the circle.
"Ki, how did you come to be here?" He asked me specifically and I knew I wasn't to answer. He was ignoring the insult Ka and said.
"We only recently moved here, we did so to get rid of the nescience of mud bloods and Muggles. We came to serve you my lord. We had a small hindrance when a boy met with us and told us certain things about you. He said you were a half blood by the name of Tom Marvilo Riddle, he also said that you were the last blood relative of Salazar Slytherin, after that we knew he was lying." She explained and we could both tell he was now angry.
"Who told you these things?" He was furious.
"A boy, only young goes by the name of Harry something. Peter of something like that." My sister was smirking.
"Potter?" One man from the circle said worried. My sister nodded. We were both looking at the man in front of us. He seemed to calm down when he heard this.
"What do you mean you knew he was lying, are you implying I am not related to Salazar Slytherin?" He was interested now.
"No, we know you are but you aint the only living relative, two girls are relatives, twins I believe. I believe they were called the riddle twins." I was yet to speak and I wondered how long my sister would keep up this nonsense. The dark lord froze. "You want me to tell you about them?" She was teasing him like she did every one else.
"Oh yes, do tell, I am so interested on what you have to say about the dead twins." He said sarcastically.
"Oh they aint dead, you of all people should know that just because some is said to be dead doesn't mean they are. You sent them on missions when they were five and one day they never came back. The ministry released a statement saying that they had finally been killed by the honorable James potter and Sirius Black. You were outraged and knew how to kill two birds with one stone. You knew that Black and Potter were like brothers and for one to die would send the other mad, worse yet would be to think that one of them had betrayed the other. So you let out the word you were going to kill Potter then by a stroke of luck they put your little friend as secret keeper. You killed the potter man and while trying to kill his son met your downfall.
"Never did you think to search for the girls." Her voice was increasing in volume as she got worked up. "You never thought they might not actually be dead, never did you think they could have been captured. They were and the ministry put them in the care of a foster family, after removing there memories and replacing them with others. They led a normal Muggle life and went to a normal Muggle school, they thought they were happy. Then at the age of twelve they some how managed to turn their bodies back five years. Some how that brought back a few memories, nothing violent, just a few faces and some voices. Five years later they were twelve again and tried to repeat the spell hoping for more memories. It took three years for them to regain all of their memories. The told their foster parents they wanted to see their real father. They said they could and even told them a date, however they organized that on that date they would again have their memories wiped. When the ministry came the girls killed them, they killed their foster family and two girls around eh same height and build of them selves. They made it look like they had been killed when the house collapsed, the Muggles assumed them dead as did the ministry.
"Two months ago was the exact same day fifteen years into the future that they were captured, fifteen years to the day that they lost everything. They searched the country and when they found nothing moved on to the next leaving death and destruction behind them. They didn't bother covering up because to the world they were dead. Finally they hear word of a dark lord in England and immediately realize that is where they lived before. Then it hits them. He was all they had yet he never tried to find them or prove them dead, he just took the word of the people who hated him." She had calmed down but was now getting louder. "He gave up on them and never even tried to find them, he was all they had but he abandoned the only ones who ever loved him, the only ones who ever cared about him.
"He was every thing to us and he didn't even care. YOU ABANDONED THEM! YOU LEFT THEM FOR DEAD! YOU NEVER CARED YOU JUST WANTED AN IXCUSE TO KILL MORE. THAT'S ALL THEY EVER WERE TO YOU, ANOTHER TING THAT CAN KILL. YOU ABANDONED THEM! YOU BETRAYED U-THEM." She had nearly said us but had stopped in time. We exchanged a glance. Her breathing was fast and ragged.
I didn't thin any of the lackeys had noticed, they all looked too stupid to care, I was sure they were all inshock about the story my darling sister had just told, our story...
