-Drew-

Soon, soon, soon again… I smiled broadly and tapped my toe against the ground. Talia would be here soon and I could hardly stand my excitement! Deep down in my heart, I knew I would see her this time! The closer her ship came to the island, the happier I became. I had waited so long…

Joy! Oh joy, she came off the ship! Every step she took, coming closer! I skillfully ignored the skeptical stares of the residents around me and my eyes not once left my angel…

"Talia!" I cried, drawing her attention to me. She was only about a foot away and being so close was intoxication. Her icy glare melted my heart to a puddle of mush.

"Um…who are ye?"

"That would be the guy I was telling you about." It was then that I noticed Sarah, standing behind Talia with a matter-of-factly look on her face. Talia turned to her swiftly and stared.

"I though ye were going to try to keep him away from me?" She asked my sister, an enraged tone flaring at the edges of her voice.

"Didn't you notice? He already knows who you are. Unfortunately, he remembers, just like me," Sarah explained. Talia turned back to me, her expression a blend of confusion, disgust, and fury. Her shimmering crimson hair floated near her shoulders.

"Talia…my love…it has been but too long for me, all this time without your radiance…please, grace me with your presence." I pleadingly gazed at her, her deep, black eyes staring at me in utter confusion. How adorable!

"Ye are disturbed in yer head." She stepped away from me, her figure graceful and flowing. I stepped forward to that I was mere inches from her.

"Say your lovely words again…" She pushed me away with moderate difficulty.

"Get away from me!" She cried, backing away. I sighed lovingly and clasped my hands together. Oh sweet divine…you know not of my affection…unaware of my bliss in your wake…ignorant of the great feeling of love I have for you, the deep sense of longing…ohh!! "C-c'mon, Pandora, let's…move on. Quickly." Talia pushed past me, lightly brushing against my arm. I swooned. I would never was that arm again. Then, as Sarah passed me, several feet behind Talia, my haze of entrancement dispersed and I was suddenly overwhelmed with hate for my sibling. Sarah was making a point of avoiding me, I could tell, for when she went by me, instead of brushing against me, she stayed outside of a three-foot radius. When she was near ten feet away from me, in front of a tree, I pulled out a knife and hurled it in her direction.

It hit the tree and lodged itself in the wood, missing Sarah by a mere inch. She froze and turned to face me. I smiled coldly and watched her look of horror develop. She quickly caught up with Talia and eyed me until she was out of sight. I grumbled.

At least my aim was improving.