Disclaimer: Most every character in this chapter is MINE! But for the sake of repeating myself throughout this entire story, Megaman X (the series) belongs to Capcom(c).

Author's Note: There's nothing to really say. I just have a habit of writing these things. I guess I should tell you that this chapter is solely for the sake of having you get to know a few of my characters. Have fun!

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Chapter 2: Sisters

"I'm home!" Hope called as she closed the front door behind her. She took two small steps to get to the closet in her entryway. There, she hung up her rain coat.

"I take it that the weather isn't too pleasant out there." Was Faith's response. She had been sitting on the couch reading all day waiting for her sister to come home.

"It may not be pleasant in your eyes, but I find it lovely. Especially the lightning."

"You do know that lightning can kill you right?"

"Yeah. So? We all have to die sometime."

"That's so typical of you."

"Mm hm."

Hope and Faith were identical twins around the age of sixteen. They both had long, incredibly straight, blond hair that stretched all the way down their backs until it kissed the tops of their thighs. Both heads of hair were styled with bangs that poked at the peaks of their eyebrows. They had small, piercing green eyes, and very subtle tans. And petite statures, but average heights of 5'7".

"Sissy!" It came from in front of Hope while she was about to make her way up the staircase. Next thing she knew, Hope was on the ground with the wind knocked out of her and a little boy was lying on top of her with his scrawny arms latched tightly around the teenager's slender waist.

"Missed you too X." Hope half giggled as she wrapped her left arm around the youngster in a secured hug and patted him on the head with her other hand. "Tell me something. Did you stay up all night waiting for me, or did you just wake up?"

The kindergartener loosened his grasp, and gave his older sister a blank and confused stare. "Ummm... Which one will you not get mad at me for?" He asked timidly.

"And what makes you think that I'd get mad at you for either Xavior Thomas? It's not a school night."

"Auntie Faith said that you would get mad if I was still awake when you got home." The little boy murmured

"I see." Hope turned her head to face her older twin, and gave a look that said without words "Why did you have to go and do that?" Faith reacted by turning to look in another direction and pretending that she didn't see it.

"So… are you mad at me?" The little boys words were even smaller than before.

"Not even the tiniest bit of mad that you can imagine." The younger of the twins chimed as she squeezed the small body in her arms closer to her. By now, Hope had stood up, but since Xavior didn't feel like he was done expressing how much he missed his elder sister, the exhausted teenager had to hold him in her arms while he kept his legs around her waist and his arms around her neck.

"You know what Bud? I think you need a bath." Hope declared after she involuntarily took a small whiff of the child's head that was inches from her sensitive nostrils.

"Awwww! Already? But you just got home!" The boy complained. "Can't I take one tomorrow?"

"Nope. Sorry, but you need one now, Buddy. Both Sissy and Auntie Faith are going to be too busy tomorrow."

The six-year-old let out a heavy sigh. "Ok" He seemed to draw out the word for an eternity as he slipped down off of his favorite sister with a pouty look on his face and trudged up the stairs to the second floor bathroom-It was the only one in the house with a bathtub.

"I'll be up there to help you with the water in a minute." Hope said with a motherly tone as she watched the sulking child lumbered into thewashroom to get ready.

"Kill me for my curiosity." It was Faith. Hope turned her attention toward her twin. The formerly mentioned one continued. "Have you heard anything from Vince yet? It's been a good two weeks since he's sent me anything. I'm beginning to wonder if he's even still alive."

Vincent was their older brother. He was around the age of twenty, and currently the only human to make Maverick Hunter. As if that wasn't impressive enough, the non-steel bodied wonder was in the #0 Unit.

"No Faith." The latterly mentioned softly giggled. "He hasn't sent me anything lately either. However, I am pretty damn sure that he's still very much alive and breathing. I get the funny feeling that we're going to be hearing from him soon though." As the younger twin continued her statement, her mood and voice gradually dropped to a dark and anxious tone.

"Oh? Getting those 'funny feelings' again are we?"

Hope let out a heavy sigh that sounded like a failed attempt to clear her thoughts. "Yes, sadly enough. And I'm vainly hoping that these sensations mean nothing this time."

For the eternal minute, the sisters just stood in tense silence. Faith sat on the steps looking at Hope helplessly wishing she could aid her own flesh and blood in even the smallest manner. The younger of the duo leaned against a wall while observing the activity of their suburban neighborhood through a picture window.

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Xavior tiptoed down the hallway with a fluffy, warm towel wrapped him. It was a substitute for the clothing he had stripped himself of not one minute ago. Sissy was supposed with him in the bathroom by now to help him adjust the water's temperature to his liking, but she wasn't. What could she possibly be doing? He soon found out.

As he stood on his perch at the top of the staircase, he could see his beloved older sister along with her facial features. He knew the expression she wore all to well. It meant something. It meant that she was experiencing a premonition, and as usual, it was something horrible.

In that instant, he felt the same emotion as his Auntie Faith. He wanted to do something to help his sissy calm down. But unlike his auntie, he knew how to do it. He always noticed that when Hope was with him, she was in a slightly better mood if she had a rough day. Xavior didn't understand why that was, but it was the truth. So, he gathered up his courage and tried his best to speak up.

"Umm... Sissy?" He stammered.

The statement shattered the silence along with the blond girl's trance. She turned to face her little brother.

"What is it X?" The teenager said with a gentle smile on her face.

Perfect. He had caught her attention. Now to a more important matter.

"When are you gonna come and help with the water?"

"Oh! I'm sorry X. I almost forgot." She was laughing at herself now as she made her way to the steps. "I'm coming right now."

When the mother-like figure was at the base of the staircase, Faith merely slid to one side of it to let her counterpart pass.

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I know. I know. It's shorter than the first one. -.-' I'll try to do better next time. But, sadly enough, I can't make any promises.

Anyway, to those of you who are reading this, whether you like this fic or not:

THANK YOU!

I love you all. Especially those of you who leave reviews. Seriously, I about have a heart attack every time I notice that there's a new review in my account. This is the sole reason why my sister thinks I'm crazy. .

Thanks again.

Menolly

P.S. Chapter 3 WILL take longer for me to upload. Just so people know.