Twin Souls

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Starring the Cast From :

Harry Potter

Smallville

Charmed

& Angel

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This will not be in the same format as the other chapters.

Welcome, to my first of two Twin Souls interludes. Be prepared to be confused, especially with Parallel (a.k.a. Part 2) Please review… even if you just put 'bad…'

Feel free to skip or not read if you just want to read the basic Twin Souls storyline, but each part of this interlude will have something to do with a later part of Twin Souls.

Interlude One - Musings of Tranquility

Unchanged

Sometime Past the Second Moon of the Year 2046

A child, no older than ten, sat in a darkened room. Outside a small window on the left, the city that had once been a city of grandeur, lay in ruins. Buildings that had once reached the sky still lay in a fiery rubble, even after decades. A reminder of the destruction that had been brought upon the world. A destruction created by the remembrance of a man who had risen to save his brother, but instead had inadvertently warped him into the very thing he'd tried to deflect.

But the child who sat in the room of one of the very last buildings standing in the entire world, wasn't aware of the destruction. Only of the words that one of the last mortal people alive spoke… from the shadows of the room, with an elderly face, lightened only by the candle that melted away in front of the child.

"I had once thought that by escaping into a big city, I'd be able to escape my past. That I'd find a better place. One where I wouldn't hurt anyone I would come to care for.

"I never knew how wrong I'd be. I wasn't like the others who had escaped to the city to become quote -unquote 'stars'. I had just wanted… to escape. But rather than escape, I found friends, some who I had known before and some who I hadn't. And, as time went on, those friends became family.

"I was not meant to fall in love with one of my friends… But I had… when that friend died, I was faced with pain. The same pain I had tried to escape from years before. But this time, as well as last time, I couldn't escape. This time, I wouldn't have if I could.

"I learned that the pain was needed in order for me to save myself from ultimate destruction. Years afterward, I was asked by a kind woman to watch over a pair of young teenagers while she raced in a store for the facilities. They were brothers, I knew, but they weren't acting normal. The older one was berating the younger about acting too maturely, about pretending that their father actually cared for the younger one. When their mother returned, she knew that I had been listening, and cast a mournful look at her younger son.

"She told him that his father was sorry he couldn't make it again that year. That fourteen was to old to want your dad to hug you on your birthday. Both the younger son and the mother knew it was a lie. It was then that a hoard of demonic creatures had attacked. I fought them off, trying to prevent both people waling on the street and the family from seeing them. But, I was too weak. The mother had valiantly used spells against the hoard, while calling for a man who's name I have since forgotten.

"Her sons had fought alongside their mother and I, but I knew it was in vain. They were too powerful. I was knocked unconscious, but not before seeing the mother fall in death, the same mournful look still on her face. When I had awoken, the elder son threw a crystal on the floor and trapped me in a crystal cage. And spoke words that I had waited for in hope and fear for decades. And I became a mortal human once again. As I had been, once upon a time.

"And yet, even longer after the younger teenager's fourteenth birthday, I met the older son again. He was heading the worst force of evil to ever grace our precious planet, and his younger brother was spearheading a revolt against him, in the name of his mother.

"I learned quickly, and left, settling back down in 'home' city. I was an Angel, in the city of angels once, and here I have remained. Where I shall die. And know you know. How I survived the wrath of a powerful man. And how, I, who was once called Angelus, am a well aged man, with a wonderful great-grandchild, whom I shall spend my life till the end of days with. Which, my child, I fear is rapidly approaching."

Unknown to the rest of the world, the mortal Angel spoke the truth. But known to the young girl who watched from the other side of the now extinguished candle, her ancestor was both a hero, and a coward. And a true angel… in the memory of what remained of the city of angels.

Parallel

Sometime After the Second Moon of the Year 2046

She danced under the moonlight, her silver silk skirt swirled with her. She was innocent but not. Beautiful, but ugly.

It was raining steadily for the first time in years, and she was enjoying every moment of it.

Her grandfather had once been a creature of the night, and had told her stories of the demons and other creatures he'd encountered with his friends when he had lived in the famed city of angels. Those were her favorite. They reminded her of a simpler time. When she was still free to walk in the daylight, or bathe as the moon's sweet caresses lulled her.

She no longer had her grandfather to tell her stories as she lay near a fireplace. Nor did she have her father or mother. She did however, have a simple silver silk skirt swirling with her. A sign that happiness was one step away.

Changed

Sometime After the Second Moon of the Year 2046

At simple glances, one would think they were a normal family. There was a great-grandfather, a grandfather, a mother, a father, a grandmother, twelve aunts and twelve uncles, fourteen male children, and twenty-four female children, twenty-two cousins, two second cousins, and a great-grandmother.

They had always been a tight knit family. One wouldn't notice that they weren't all related. Through time they'd become closer, and through many and countless trials and tribulations, the friends had become closer than the family they'd once had. And even with two magical schools, a detective agency over forty years old, a magical book that grew by generation, a red Victorian manor with a powerful spiritual nexus, a prison guarded by 'soul collectors', an alien cave, and many other pieces of the new families history, without the love they shared with each other, they would not have been a family… they would not have been happy… and the world could have ended with destruction, or loneliness.

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Different, right?