Sol stared blankly down at her hand resting on the kitchen table beside the bowl of cereal sitting in front of her; the right hand was tightly bandaged up after her mother had torn two of her finger nails out using a small knife and crushed her hand with a hammer after she had been what her mother had thought as too disobedient, because she had retaliated against her mother when she last hurt Luna by going into a tantrum and had thrown plates against the wall, trying to hit her mother. Her golden eyes lifted and she scowled at her mother, who was sitting beside Luna at the table with them and gently stroking her sister's long blond hair. Their mother today was in a happy mood, at these times she didn't mutter out odd ramblings about their father or the rest of his evil family or often feel the need to hurt her daughters in some cruel and sadistic way, instead she actually seemed to take an interest in them and actually was kind, at these times Sol was more unsure of her mother, she didn't like her pretending to be nice to them and then a day or even sometimes just a few hours later resort back to being the heartless bitch that she really was. She didn't like how Luna would like this different attention, or that her mother got so close to her sister.

"I like your hair now that it's grown out, it looks rather pretty" she said as she continued to gently caress Luna's long strands that reached her hips, then her golden eyes, that matched her daughter's perfectly, turned to Sol and her face fell into a frown "Why did you have to cut yours off? It looks so boyish" she muttered looking at Sol's pale hair that only came down to just above her shoulders, it was a hacksaw job and looked very uneven, but Sol had done it because her mother had a nasty habit of grabbing them by their hair and dragging them behind her, so cutting it stopped her from yanking her by her head. Their mother hated it because of how much it looked like one of the freakish monsters that had captured her, the watcher that sat in the hills on lookout, the one that had impregnated her had let him rape her once. Sol turned back to her breakfast in disgust, that stupid old bitch.

Luna grinned back at her mother, or at least tried to but as her odd teeth were always displayed due to the lack of skin around her jaws it was hard to tell, but her eyes did appear happy, she was pleased that their mother was being nice today. "Mommy, lookie, look at this"she said, her words rather slurred due to not having lips to pronounce with, pulling a crumpled piece of paper out of the sleeve of her oversize jumper where she had hid it for safe keeping, just in case their mother was in a bad mood and tore it up, she straightened it out and handed it to their mother. It was a very crude and messy childish drawing but it was still easy to depict. "See? This is us" Luna explained, pointing to the drawing of her mother, her sister and herself all sitting under a large tree, with something that resembled a squirrel sitting on the top of it.

Her mother's smile faded a little, but it wasn't noticeable to Luna who was still grinning with pride at her little art work, but she didn't escape the hawk like stare of her other daughter Sol, "Honey, why did you draw a tree?" she asked calmly, she never had let her daughters outside of the house once in their seven years, fearing that people would see them, fearing that she would have to confront her past if people started asking questions about her hideous children, it was best if they stayed inside with her, away from normal people and prying eyes. Her children wanted to go outside, they had been asking and trying for years and as they were getting older it was becoming harder to keep them from doing so, she had long ago resorted to always keeping the door and windows locked, with many heavy strong heavy duty locks and bolts. Making sure that they had no way of escaping. She remembered a short while ago Sol had wanted to open a window, it was during the summer and she was complaining that it was too hot in the house and that it was hard to breathe in the high temperature, with no air condition and the fan had been taken away from them because Luna had broken it by shoving a small toy into it, she did think her daughter looked uncomfortable, actually bordering on looking ill but there wasn't much she could do and she couldn't risk them getting out so she wouldn't even open the window a crack to let some fresh air in. Predictably Sol became more distressed and upset, crying and screaming she felt there was no other choice but to lock Sol in her room in the basement and ignoring her, she had to lock her daughter away in the dark because she wanted to breathe fresh air.

Luna stared back at her confused "I like trees" she uttered simply, as if it was obvious and then her expression changed to a hopeful smile "Can we go out today?" she asked, just like she did everyday, no matter what the weather was like, hoping beyond hope that maybe today was the day when they were finally allowed to go outside, after all, she couldn't keep them in here their entire lives, could she?

Their mother didn't lose her small smile from the drawing hearing this, she practically ignored the questions meaning and repeated the same thing she said everyday when her children asked to go outside "No, remember what I said before? We can't let people see you" she uttered mechanically, so tired of always giving them this answer, always having to explain why they couldn't leave the house, why people weren't supposed to see them, why they weren't normal.

"Just cause you think we're monsters, why would other people think we are?" Sol's voice spoke up questionably, clear rebellion in her tone, their mother's mouth twitched up into a larger smile for a moment as she turned to stare at her most troublesome child.

"Sweetheart, what makes you say that?" she asked, somewhat cruelly bemused, of course they were monsters... even if they didn't seem like it right now, they were still young... they were still like him... they were going to grow up and become like those freaks...

"You say we're bad cause our dad was bad, but we're not, we don't hurt people, we don't even see people! And you always say that people will hate us, but Cheryl doesn't hate us!" Sol spoke out, her voice becoming louder and higher as she got more agitated and upset.

Their mother turned on her, spinning around in her chair to completely face her across from Luna and yelled "Shut up you worthless piece of shit! Of course people will hate you, have you seen yourself? You brats are deformed freaks!" she screeched, reaching over and grabbing a hold of Luna during her anger and pulling the little girl towards her body.

"Don't hurt her!" Sol cried out, her emotions suddenly turning from anger and hatred to fear for her sister. Her mother's hand grabbed the back of Luna's head and pushed her forward, so that her head was tilted down and her deformed skull was more viewable.

"What kind of normal person has fucking horns? You think people would like you looking like this? Like a fucking demon? People will hate and fear you!" she yelled out hatefully, how dare that little bitch think she could talk like that to her? She smiled when she saw tears slowly trickling down Sol's face, the anger wiped clean off and only pain and begging left.

"Please don't hurt her..." Sol whimpered, gently reached out for her sister, but afraid of touching her in case her mother hurt her more if she did, she glanced down from her mother's hateful and frankly psychotic face down to her sister's, her golden eyes were bright with fear and tears silently ran down her face mirroring her sister, their mother frowned and shoved Luna away from her body and into Sol, the older child quickly pulled her sister onto her lap and wrapped her arms around her, trying to protect her.

"If you weren't so stupid, then I wouldn't have to hurt you, would I?" their mother asked in a bored tone, her hatred slowly sinking back into the back of her mind where it always stayed, being replaced with only annoyance and calm anger, she was about to leave for work when she heard something from where her children were sitting, a low and threatening rumbling sound in the back of a throat, like a wild animal growling. Her head snapped to the side to glare at her daughters, Sol was resting her head on top of her sister's and trying to sooth her by rubbing her back, an hateful expression on her deformed face where what facial skin she had turned into a animal-like snarl. She felt the pain and anger hit her again, the hatred making itself know from the back of her mind, that man, Lizard, always had made sounds like that, she remembered the growls and shrill yells he made when beating her after he had found her trying to escape from his bedroom, the howling and moans when he raped her mercilessly...

"Sol, you know I don't like it when you do that..." she uttered simply as she stood up and glared down at her daughter, Sol instantly looked up from her sister fearfully, she hadn't even realized she was making those sounds... she couldn't help it, it was just something that happened naturally, even Luna had done it once before. She hugged her sister tighter when their mother walked over towards them, knowing she was going to feel pain, Luna gently slipped her hand into her sister's, squeezing it in a attempt to somewhat calm her, or at least let her know she was there for her. Their mother rather calmly took a hold of Sol's other hand by force and held it down by her own against the wooden table, picking up a fork from the table and stabbing it into the little girls hand, hard. Sol screamed out shrilly as the fork pieced down into her hand, her cry of pain sounding more like a desert animal shrieking in pain, a low, an ear piecing wail came from her mouth as she snapped her head around and sank her inhuman like teeth into her mother's arm that was holding the fork. Her mother cried out and yanked her arm upwards and away from her daughter who instantly let go with her mouth, crying when the fork was ripped out of her hand as her mother struggled to get away, her wide frightened eyes momentarily passed over her hand, four small nasty looking stab wounds lined up on the back of her hand, the blood hastily running along to drip from her fingers and sweeping up along her arm in crimson streams.

Yelling and screaming out her mother tore her up from the chair and away from Luna, who was thrown down to the floor in the confusion, and thrown against the hard wall behind her, Sol cried and fought against her mother as best as she could but her mother continued to hold her trapped on the wall, her hands quickly wrapping around her daughter's throat and her fingers clenching down on her windpipe. The child's hand flew out, scratching at her mother as she tried to defend herself but it didn't seem to make much difference, just made her mother more angry.

"Mommy stop!" Luna screamed shrilly, trying to pry her mother away from her beloved sister, but was only thrown back by a swing of her mother's arm to her face, she staggered backwards and fell back down, she covered her ears and tried to block out the noises and could only wish for it to all end soon, the tears so great they blurred her vision as they ran non-stop down her face, painfully heartbreaking weeps coming from her mouth. Sol was becoming more and more quiet as her mother squeezed the air out of her small and fragile body, the blood building up in her head from the circulation cut off in her neck painfully, she opened her mouth out for a breath of air but only streams of saliva escaped and dribbled down her chin. Darkness was nibbling around the edges of her sight and she couldn't focus on either the psychotic face of her mother or the small shape of her sister huddled on the floor crying, she tried to lash out at her mother once more but found that her arms and legs felt too heavy to move, her hands only weakly padding against her mother's arms. Her mother let go and let her slump down to the floor where she laid on her side, her head buzzing horribly and she couldn't find the strength to make any part of her move, her jaw slacked wide open as she greedily sucked in air into her starved system. Amidst the pain and loosing of consciousness she briefly heard her mother announce that she was leaving for work and then the usual sound of the door slamming and locking, shuffling sounds cam close to where she was laying and she felt the familiar and comforting feel of her sister's hand grasping her own.

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Sol's eyes slowly opened, then winced in pain, her head was so painful, she vaguely remembered the back of her skull smashing against the wall a few times as her mother fought to keep her still. Her mother! Was she still here? But no, she would have left for work, that was good at least, and she also hadn't hurt Luna, that was a very, very good thing. She forced her eyes open and glared upward at the plain white ceiling above her unhappily, and still rather dazed. This wasn't the first time her mother had rendered her into a unconscious state, the woman seemed to sort of enjoy it in a sadistic way, there had been a number of times where her mother had held her head under the water in the bath tub until she lost consciousness and almost drowned. If the psycho wanted to kill her then why didn't she? What was the point of all these near attempts at it? Sol hadn't realised until then that there was a weight on her chest, she raised her head up, with trouble, to see the form of her sister laying against her on the floor with a old light blue blanket draped over them both. Luna's eyes were closed and she seemed to be sleeping, or at least very relaxed.

"Hey sis, did psycho bitch leave already?" she asked, her voice scratchy and weak, Luna instantly stirred from her relaxed state, quickly sitting up and staring down at her sister with an worried expression on her deformed face.

"Mommy left ages ago, you've been sleeping for a while" Luna replied quietly, as if she was still scared that their mother was going to come back to hurt Sol some more. Sol stared blankly back at her for a moment before leaning up on her elbows and trying to get up, but failed as pain shot through her neck and at the back of her head, she cried out and swayed backwards, Luna grabbed her and pulled her over to rest her sister's head on her lap, her hand gently trailing across her forehead and then to the bone growths, gingerly touching the deformities with her small fingertips. "Least you didn't hurt your head" she said, knowing how fragile their skulls were, her left horn like growth was already slightly cracked from the time she had fallen down the stairs when she was younger, Sol sometimes joked that she probably had brain damage and that was why she still loved her mother. In all truth yes she did love her mother, it was strange and childish, but it was still there, she couldn't help that she had feelings for her, but at the same time she wished that she would just disappear forever and never come back to hurt them anymore, she loved both of her parents, she loved her father, she didn't care that her mother said that he killed people, that he was evil, she had never met him herself so she didn't know him, to her their mother was evil, she was the sadistic insane one, her father might like her if he met her and Sol, the very thought of it made her happier. Surely because they were like him and the others, because they were different from normal people, wouldn't he love them? Their mother said that he only hated normal people, so in that way of thinking he would like them, he would take care of them like a real parent should.

"I'm sorry, big sister" she spoke out, bending down and resting her forehead against her sister's, she never called her sister by her name, because Sol told her not to, one time when their mother was rather drunk and particularly depressed she had told them the meanings of their names and that she had named them after the god of the sun and goddess of the moon because members of their freakish family had similar names, that they're grandfather, the leader of the family was named after the king of the gods and that their father's brother was named after the god of the underworld, Pluto, she had said, was the only other one that she had actually met, he had walked into the house once and found her, but was too stupid to be able to tell anyone else. Once she had learned this, Sol decided that she didn't want her name because she didn't want to be in anyway like those people and so after that Luna had only referred to her as 'Big sister' while their six year old cousin Cheryl had began calling her 'Sunny' but never in front of their mothers, Cheryl's mother didn't like any signs that her daughter loved what she tended to call 'the monster's spawn', Luna however, decided that she particularly liked her name, she wanted to be close to her family in anyway that she could, and besides, she thought the moon was pretty and magical.

"For what?" Sol asked, in a blank tone with underlying anger in it, "I pissed off the psycho bitch, so she hurt me, I'll hurt her back, it's all good" she continued, perhaps somewhat deliriously, wishfully thinking that she would hurt her mother "Biting her was fun" she spoke up at the memory, it really wasn't enjoyable as her mother had painfully rebutted but just knowing that bite wound would be there hurting for a long time, and hopefully scarring her arm with the shape of her odd teeth, gave her a small sense of well deserved revenge.

Luna had cast her eyes to the floor and away from her sister "But its always my fault, I made mommy hurt you... and I-" before she could finish Sol had leaned up and wrapped her thin arms around her body, resting her chin on her sister's shoulder.

"What you saying you did it for? You didn't make me piss her off, you didn't make her stab me, you've never made her hurt me"

Luna still wasn't convinced, to her it seemed that her big sister got in a lot of trouble mostly because of her, when she broke things, or lost things or made a mess like spilling something on the carpet "When I do something bad you always make mommy angrier at you so she forgets 'bout me"

"I'm happier if she hurts me instead of you, cause we have to take care of each other, you remember the plan, right?"

"We run away from here and take Cheryl with us, then we can live with other people and be free" Luna stated, repeating the words that they often said, with a fond smile on her strange face, if they could get away from their mother and aunt then they wouldn't suffer any more, no more being harmd, no more lectures about how they weren't at all natural and they were the spawn of the devil, no more being trapped inside. They could be free and go wherever they wanted, to places like the beach and cities and all the other amazing looking places they had seen on the television, maybe even to the desert where their father lived.

Sol sat up a little and leaned back away from her sister, she pressed her hand against the wooden floor for balance and immediate cried out in pain as she had almost forgot about the burning pain in her freshly injured hand while her mind was still in a dazed state. She peered down at her hand and cringed a little, it had been wrapped tightly with a piece of cloth, most likely from a shirt, but blood was beginning to make its way through and stain the cloth a dark red and her hand was throbbing with pain.

"I covered up your hand but its bleeding a little" Luna said, looking down at her sister's hand with sadness. Sol nodded and shakily stood up, and looked around a little dizzy while leaning on Luna who had risen up along with her "Are you okay? You need something?"

"Help me to the bathroom" Sol replied simply, wanting to go and wash some of the dried blood off that has trickled along her arm and then go to bed, she felt like shit, which was reasonable considering that her mother had just almost killed her.

Luna nodded in reply, and then helped her sister walk and make the climb up the stairs to the second floor and along the short corridor, and finally into the small bathroom. As she entered the room she caught sight of herself in the mirror and flinched, seeing the ring of red scratches and purple turning bruises that lined her neck from her mother's attack, that bitch had some claws on her, the wounds reminded her of cat scratches. She walked to the sink, turning the tap and began washing her neck with a cloth she had scooped up from the side, the cold water giving some relief to the burning soreness of the scratches. She quickly checked herself over, her eyes were red and swollen looking from crying so much and her hand needed to be sorted out, she would have to search through the medical box that was kept in the kitchen cupboard later for some more bandaging material, she was pretty sure that they still had some supplies in there to use. As she stared at her reflection in the mirror, she unwittingly let her golden eyes drift up to her head, and she stared at the horn like growths and wondered why, in her own opinion, did she completely despise her appearance, while Luna was completely physically identical, apart from the small and rather unnoticeable crack in one of her growths, and yet she didn't seem so hideous, so much like something that had crawled straight out of hell. In Sol's eyes, Luna was so endearing, but why couldn't their mother and aunt see that?

While in her own thoughts, she hadn't noticed that Luna wasn't in the room with her, when did she leave? that was quick, she thought briefly, although she was aware that she and her sister seemed to be a lot more quiet and agile than other people, at first she had simply thought that this was because they were smaller and younger than their mother, but they had heard her once muttering about how aparently they had freaked her out by 'sneaking' up on her, and that Lizard was inhumanly agile and swift.

"Big-sister! Big-sister!" Luna cried, and Sol immediately thought the worst and that she was in trouble, and she quickly bolted from the room and out to the corridor and where to Luna stood.

"What's wrong?" she asked in a panicked voice, her eyes wildly darting around to find the source of danger, but nothing seemed to be wrong, and in reply Luna merely raised her arm and pointed to the door in front of her, the door to their mother's room. It was open, it was never open, Sol couldn't remember a time when it wasn't closed as their mother always made sure to keep them out, but for some reason, it was open, only slightly ajar but nevertheless still unlocked and open, their mother must have failed to pull it completely shut, perhaps she had gone in after fighting with her children and in her upset and furious state forgotten to make sure the door was secure.

"We can go in..." Luna uttered simply, but then tilted her head to the side, clearly in thought "But should we go in?" she asked and turned to look at her sister "If mommy finds out we went in she'll hurt us again" Luna said worriedly, a look of sadness becoming apparent on her deformed face.

Sol wasn't deterred by this possibility "So I won't let her hurt you" she replied, clearly planning on doing what she always did when something bad happened, and was already thinking up ways to direct her mother's anger at her instead of her sister.

"But then she'll hurt you more, we can't go in" Luna said, shaking her head from side to side and stepping back away from the door.

"How about I look after you, we'll be careful" the older child said, still wanting to see inside a room they had never been allowed in before, knowing that her sister didn't trust herself not to break something "I'll make sure we do nothing bad"

"Ok, as long as we do nothing bad, we'll be good" Luna agreed, thinking that if they could do this one thing without doing something stupid it would finally prove to their mother that they were good instead of bad.

Sol took Luna's hand in her own and walked forward, pushing the door open and entering the room. It was very much like the rest of the house, clean and with nothing seemingly out of place, nothing amazing like they had been hoping for, a double bed, a bedside table, a wardrobe at the other side of the room with a desk and chair tucked in the corner next to it desk and a large window on the wall across from the door. Sol walked toward the bed and stared at, there were so many stuffed toys sitting atop of it, why did their mother have so many toys when she was a grown up and they had so little? She walked over to where Luna was standing by the desk and looked down at the items to be found there. Luna picked up a large scrap book and opened it, the first few pages were full of newspaper clippings.

"Disa... disappearances in New Mexi-co desert" Luna read out awkward, thankful that Cheryl always taught them everything she learned herself at school, they read through the small pieces of paper and learned about the mysterious disappearances, and about conspiracy theories trying to explain why people were going into the desert but not coming out again, although they both knew what was happening.

"So he lives in the New Mexico desert" Sol uttered, taking her golden eyes up off the paper and stared at the wall blankly in thought.

"We can go there and find him!" Luna exclaimed excitedly, the very thought of meeting their father making her feel warm on the inside, her sister tilted her head and looked straight at her.

"Why do you want to?" she asked quite simply "If we go with him we'll be bad, just like bitch face says we are"

Luna shook her head in disagreement "But if we don't we'll have to live with normal people, and they won't like us" she said quietly, her small voice audibly wobbling with emotion. Sol's bright eyes widened and she grabbed a hold of her sister by her shoulders and shook her, rather hard.

"Don't listen to her! She's lying! People won't hate us! Cheryl doesn't so why would anyone else? She just says that to scare us, so we won't leave, so we won't get her in trouble!" Sol cried to her, stopping shaking Luna but her hands remaining on her shoulders.

"But if we go to daddy we won't be like this alone, daddy and all the others are just like us, we'd all be different together" Luna replied, and Sol couldn't deny that, if they were with their father they would be surrounded with people who understood what it was like to be born all wrong, who understood how it felt to be treated badly based on how you looked. Sol let her eyes wander away from her sister's face, not liking the longing expression she found there and glanced over at the window, and suddenly a idea came to her.

Perhaps since the door was always supposed to be locked to keep them out, would their mother have bothered with the extra precaution of making sure they couldn't get out the window? Curious, she walked over and was delighted at what she found. There didn't seem to be any major lock of any kind on the window, reaching out she clasped the handle and pulled it upwards, pushing on the window it sung gently outwards. Sol took a step back and her eyes grew large as she stared shocked, it was open, they actually might be able to get outside! Climbing onto the window ledge she leaned out and looked about, they were on the second floor but if they were careful they could possibly get down safely, the grass down there looked long and soft enough to cushion the fall a little.

"Luna, over here!" she called excitedly, her sister looked up from the desk and has a similar reaction to seeing the window, her matching golden eyes widened incredibly, jumping up and down she moved to beside Sol.

"We can go outside! We can go outside!" Luna chanted happily, clapping her little hands together.

Sol glanced around again and then turned so she faced her sister "Lower me down then let go when I say" she instructed, while holding tightly onto the window seal she began to slowly climb down until she was dangling completely out of the window, Luna moved up on the ledge and held tightly onto Sol's hand and holding her tightly, lowered her even further until she was leaning far out of the window with her whole upper body hanging downwards as she continued to keep a firm grip on her older twin. Sol glanced beneath her, there was about a ten foot drop left but she knew Luna couldn't move any further without causing them both to fall, and Luna would be going down head first. "You'll have to let me go" she said, tilted her head back to Luna, who nodded and released her grip. Sol fell straight down, however whereas a normal human may have damaged themselves with the fall, she landed unharmed, crouching down as she touched down and used her arms to spread the pressure of her weight around her body, landing more like an animal and less than a seven year old child.

"You okay, big sister?" Luna called down after her, Sol stood and straightened herself, nothing seemed to be hurt, and she turned to look at her sister, Luna had climbed back up on the window ledge and her thin legs dangled out as she watched what happened on the ground.

"I'm fine, climb down and I'll catch you" she called back up in response, Luna with with extreme caution turned around on the ledge and lowered herself down, trying to make her descent as short as possible, she let go and fell through the air and into her sister, Sol managed to catch her quite safely but was thrown down onto her backside.

"Look, big sister, its grass, real grass and I'm touching it!" Luna exclaimed in amazement, moving off her sister and running her hands over the deep green grass, revelling in the wonderful fresh texture. "We did it! We're outside! We don't have to be scared of her any more, we can really be free now!" she cheered, tears almost in her eyes from happiness, she reached around and clung to her sister with pure delight. Sol slowly pried Luna off of her and stood up, looking around in awe, the house seemed to be in a woodland, that would make sense, their mother wouldn't want to live near to other people who might find out about them, people who would then start asking questions their mother wouldn't want to answer. She walked over to a near by tree, standing beside it and staring up in awe of its sheer hight, she placed her hand flat down against its bark, surprised by the texture of it, the tree felt nothing like the wooden furniture inside the house, it was rough and sharp instead of smooth and polished.

"Big sister, this way!" Luna called as she disappeared into the trees with Sol following closely behind, partly frightened that if she lost sight of her sister then something terrible would happen to her, but mostly excited about being away from the house.

"Where are we going?" she asked, her voice high and out of breath from running and the strong emotions surging through her.

"Anywhere!" Luna replied "We can go anywhere we want to!" she exclaimed as she dashed forward through the woodland, dodging trees and shrubbery as she went.

After what seemed like hours of running through the trees, or at least seemed like it to the two small children who had never been let outside before, they came out from the dense woods and into a clearing, a meadow of long wild grass and flowers, with only a few trees dotted about and, further down from this was a sloping hill that continued a far way down steeply where woodland started again, and a little bit to the side of where they stood were a few houses in the distance nestled amongst the natural wilderness.

"Its so big out here" Luna commented, amazed by the vastness that was the outside world. She sat down in the grass and gently laid down on her front, enjoying the feeling of sunlight on her back and Sol sat down next to her, idly fiddling with a daisy she had picked "The sun is so warm" Luna stated, her eyes closed in bliss, at home the only sunlight they felt was through the glass of the window and that felt nowhere near as good as it did to be outside and surrounded by it "Just like you" she said, smiling up at her older twin, who looked away briefly from the small bouquet of daisies she had collected and glanced at her sister, discomfort on her face for a moment at the connection between her and her namesake. Although instead of saying anything she merely smiled back at her and began threading the daisies into Luna's hair.

Hearing something rustling in the nearby bushes, and Luna sat up, her golden eyes widened in fear. Frightened that their mother had gone back home and discovered that they weren't there and managed to track them down. She didn't want to go back, she wanted to be free, to go find their father. "Big-sister..." she whimpered, Sol sat up quickly and moved into a crouch, so she could be ready to run at any moment if needed. The rustling came closer, and a dog burst out through the trees, bounding over to the small girls. Luna squealed with excitement and dived behind her sister's back. The dog went straight to Sol and began furiously investigating her, it's large, cold nose sniffing all over her face and hair. Luna watched carefully, the big dog didn't seem to be hurting her sister, and it looked really friendly, so she moved forward and raised a hand to gently touch its head. The dog moved into her hand appreciably, and sniffed her all over, licking her tiny hand happily.

"Beast!" a man's voice called out, the little girls froze instantly, an animal was one thing but meeting a normal human was completely different, what if he saw them? People were never supposed to see them, they could get in trouble, what if he didn't like them? What if he was frightened by them? Sol leaped up, pulling her sister along by her hand and ran into the bushes to hide. The man called the dog again, the young German Shepard looked at them one last time before turning and running towards where the voice had come from.

"Brenda, Bobby! Don't go too far!" a woman's voice called, from where the twins were hiding behind the shrubbery they had a good view as a man and a woman walked along through the path between the trees holding each others hand, and just behind them was a girl with silky looking brunet hair, she was older than them, probably in the early stages of puberty, Sol remembered overhearing the mother and their aunt talking about it, her aunt was telling her mother that by the time they were that age, they would probably be fully grown monsters by them. Her misshaped teeth ground together angrily at the thought, why were they convinced that she and her sister would be like their father and his family? Well, maybe they didn't want to be evil, maybe they were going to show them just how good they could be, by leaving them to live in the outside world, living peacefully with normal people. Her thoughts returning to the matter at hand, she noticed that there was another dog, running around with the other now and just as excitable.

"Big-sister, what should we do?" Luna whispered quietly by her ear, her hands tightly holding onto her sister's arm, Sol stared at her, unsure, she wanted to go out there, but she was frightened, after all that talk of how she was so sure that their mother was lying to them, she found that doubt was clouding her mind, normal humans had rejected their father's family, so wouldn't they do the same thing to them? But she so dearly wanted that to be untrue, if they showed they were nice enough, that they weren't evil, surely they could be accepted. But she knew that Luna was rather frightened of them, she could tell from her body language, and she didn't want to frighten her beloved sister. Then again, they didn't need to go out there and meet these people, if they just spent more time out in the open world hiding for a while they would get used to people being around and then try to make contact later, when they felt braver. With that thought in mind Sol made up her mind.

"This way" she said, just above a murmur, leading her sister through the bushes which led into into some dense trees, and away from the people. They hid there amongst the trees, watching the people and two dogs walk past and continue along.

"Hello" a voice uttered, causing the girls to stop in fear, and slowly glanced at each other. "I haven't seen you before, and I know everyone here" a girl's voice spoke up gain from behind them, but Sol and Luna didn't budge, knowing that if they turned and faced the person, she would see their faces, they couldn't go forward as the other people with the dogs were out there and there was nowhere else to go. "Hey, are you deaf? I'm talking to you!" the girl called, clearly getting somewhat irritated that they weren't paying attention to her.

Sol kept her eyes locked on Luna's terrified face, there was no way out of this, her sister grabbed onto her and as she turned around to face the girl, Luna moving closely into her, huddling into her side as if she was trying to hide herself there.

The girl's bright blue eyes widened incredibly as she took in the very strange sight of the mutated girls "What the hell...?" she managed to gasp out, her eyes flying between both of them quickly, trying to grasp the idea of what she was seeing. Her expression altered and her face creased, turning into a almost disgusted stare. "Your... faces... you look..." her eyes were cast up to their heads "Horns..." she muttered before focusing fully on them and not just their features "What are you?" she asked, her face turned into an twisted smile, so confused that her emotions blended together on her face.

"Big-sister, we have to go" Luna whispered into Sol's ear, wanting desperately to get away from the normal person who was apparently sickened by the very sight of them. She peered up from her sister's shoulder to glance at the girl, and instantly regretted it seeing the horrified expression. Sol merely continued to stare at the girl, they had been seen, they weren't supposed to be seen, they were in big trouble. Sol racked her brain, trying to think of a way out of this very unpleasant situation, but came up with nothing. Slowly, the girl began to back away from them, and then turned around and burst into a full out run, Sol panicked, she was probably going to tell someone, and then more people would know and word might get around to their mother, and if she found out...

Without another thought she took off after the girl, desperate to catch up with her, and then maybe she could explain things to her a little, or at least beg her not to tell anyone that she had seen them, and it would give them the chance to get away from this area and go somewhere safer, away from their mother and aunt.

"Big-sister!" she heard Luna call after her as her sister followed her as quickly as she could, but Sol didn't stop, she wouldn't let the girl get away with at least trying to talk to her, to show her that they weren't monsters. She pushed her body as hard as she could, concentrating on turning her feet outward to a painful point, so they wouldn't trip her over in their inward state, she didn't care about anything else apart from stopping that girl, and pushed herself to go even faster. She was only an arm's length from the girl now as she continued forward and reached out her hands t try and grab hold of her, the girl looked over her shoulder in fear at her, and didn't notice that they were running along the top of a very steep bank, the girl lost her footing as the soft soil underfoot gave out and she tumbled down the bank. Sol slid to a stop, clinging onto the trunk of a tree to make sure she didn't end up following the girl down. She leaned against the tree feeling rather weak, her breath coming out in thick pants, after a moment she stood up and peered around the tree down the bank, noticing that the girl was being very quiet down there. Her golden eyes widened when she saw the girl laying still at the bottom of the bank, Sol carefully made her way down, holding onto trees and gently sliding down on her backside and quietly approached the girl, trying not to frighten her any more.

"Are you ok?" she asked, kneeling down beside her and taking a hold of her shoulder, shaking her gently. When she got no response she moved her hand under her head to get a better look at her face. She gasped when she felt a very familiar warmth overtaking her hand, pulling back she stared with large eyes at her blood drenched hand. "Wake up!" she cried, on the verge of tears, with pure terror in her voice as she shook the girl harder, desperate to get her to move. "No, no no" she cried, the tears now running freely down her deformed face, she had just killed the girl, she killed someone, she wasn't good, she was evil, their mother was right... she was just like her father, she cried even harder at that thought. "I'm sorry! I'm so, so sorry!" she wept, still frantically trying to wake the girl. She was like her father... their mother would kill her for this, she would torture her to death and then probably kill Luna for good measure.

"Big-sister!" Luna called from the top of the bank, she made her way down the same way Sol had and slowly made her way to her sister, her identical golden eyes taking in the sight before her. She knelt beside her sister and took her sister's bloodied hand into her own and merely stared at the girl on the ground in front of them. "Didn't mean to... it was accident..." she whimpered, to her sister but also to herself, as if she was trying to convince herself that they weren't bad. "What... what do we do now?" she asked, her voice almost too quiet to hear. Sol shallowed thickly around the lump in her throat as she simply continued to stare at the girl.

"We go back, she'll know we did this if she finds us gone..." she replied simply, without emotion in her voice.

Luna opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling in the house, the sound of rain hitting the window and the window howling outside. She sat up and pressed a hand to her head, dreams like that always gave her a headache and tonight was no exception. She thought back to that time, her mother had been right all along, she was evil, strange that after all that time of convincing herself that she was good in the end her mother was right.

'It's not your fault Big-sister, she made us like this' her sister's voice piped up from the back of her mind.

"But she was still right, look at me... I'm killing people just because they pass near us and I don't care at all" she spoke brokenly, even though she knew it was only to herself in reality.

'But you're loved, you wouldn't be if you hadn't gone to daddy. We loved mommy but she hated us, you loved other people before and they gave up on you' the voice reasoned.

"And where has loving people got me exactly? You loved me and you were killed!" she cried out angrily, clutching both hands to her head.

'I don't blame you... I still love you Big-sister'

"Yeah? Well you're not even you! You're just my insanity talking to me!" she wailed angrily, and the voice suddenly disappeared. Leaving her alone with her thoughts once more. She sat for a moment, still holding her head tightly, fearing the voice would come back and make the pain worse, the thunder rumbled outside and she glanced towards the window before getting up out of the bed and making her way across the small room and sitting down on the window ledge, her hands and forehead pressed against the cold glass as she watched the storm. She closed her eyes, trying to block out the oncoming thought. It was her fault that her baby sister was dead, Luna was the only person who had ever loved her, her family didn't love her, they thought they did but they loved Luna, not Sol. Lizard only loved Luna, not her, they didn't even know her, the only person who knew her was Siren, and she certainly didn't care for her, Siren was too deranged to care for people, she thought it was funny to blow people up.

"Luna, I'm sorry" she spoke quietly, as tears ran down her face, it was her fault Luna was dead, and now she was tricking people into believing she was her, that only made things worse. She had thought she had done the right thing, she had in some way let Luna meet their father, but then he began to love Luna and she began to love their father, she loved all of her family, she even cared for Jupiter. The thing that disturbed her was, that she was very aware, painfully aware, that she wasn't Luna, and she didn't seem to be Sol any more, she remembered Sol was brave and caring, so who the hell was she? She wasn't like either Luna or Sol, she was spiteful, sadistic, annoying, cruel, untrustworthy... lonely... miserable... pathetic and a coward.

'You are a demon that's taken over Sol's body' she winced painfully as Siren's harsh words cut though her. Siren was right, just like her mother was. She couldn't take it any more, she couldn't stand the silence, because when she was alone, when there was nothing but silence she had only her own twisted mind to listen to. She stood up and walked out of her room, through the dark house and straight to Lizard's and pushed the door open and went in without knocking. He was asleep so she gently placed her small hand on his shoulder and shook him, he mumbled a little and opened his blue eyes to stare at her, standing there looking frightened beside his bed.

"Daddy, can I stay with you? I'm lonely" she whimpered quietly, aware of how pathetic she must look, her bright eyes cast downwards and heavy with tears. Lizard said nothing as he watched her and then shifted a little back and lifted up the covers for her. She gave him a small smile as she climbed in with him and her wrapped an arm around her before closing his eyes and drifting quickly back to sleep. She didn't care right now that he might not love her, she was too lonely to care now, she just wanted to pretend someone loved her for a little bit longer.