Two Roses
Authoress: Princess Lalaith.
Sequel to: The Hope Spell
Disclaimer: I've already said this all the last fic, do I really have to do it again? I don't own neither HP nor CCS. I do own this fic though, and its prequel: The Hope Spell(you might wanna read that one first).
Prologue.
There were two sisters, twin sisters. Who were born at the same time. Daughters of an Enchantress and a Sorcerer.
A Seer made this prophecy the moment they were born: "Powerful they will be, two of the best in this century. But a tragic end they will have. An unrequited love will pull them apart, enemies they will become. And at the end, one will die by the hands of the other."
Looking for a way not to become enemies, as they loved each other very much they vowed never to fall in love. But they never knew, you just can't help but love.
Things between them began changing, slowly at first, faster later. They stopped having trust in each other. Both were afraid, in love they were, and believing the other would be disappointed for having the vow broken they preferred to keep the silence.
And the silence became heavier, like a ton of bricks, until they could handle it no more.
One of them decided to talk. And that's when all went wrong.
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Three people standing in one room. The greatest Sorcerers of their time.
Two of them were women, almost identical sisters: one dressed in purple and one in black. The man dressed in blue.
"Calm down." One of the sisters said to the second.
"No. How do you want me to calm down?" the second cried out in anger. "You've broken our vow, our sacred promise."
"You broke it too, and I'm not demanding you for doing so." The first said sweetly.
"No!" the second yelled. "You can't do it. We can't do it. This just can't be happening."
"Calm down, sis, don't get like that." The first insisted.
"No! You don't understand. This I feel, I don't want to feel it. I shouldn't be feeling it!" The second sister was going into hysterics already.
"Relax Midori." The Sorcerer, a man, said.
"You shut up. This is all your fault." Midori spat.
"No, it isn't his fault, neither is it ours." The other sister said. "You must understand Midori, even with the vows and promises, sometimes you just can't help but fall in love."
"Those are lies!" Midori yelled. "You're lying Tsubame."
The other sister, Tsubame, just sighed sadly.
"I can't survive with this pain in my heart." Midori said. "And there's just one way to get rid of it."
"Midori, stop." Tsubame said, it was as if she knew already what was about to happen.
"No Tsubame. This is for the best, for both of us." Midori said.
Quickly she concentrated, creating a ball of dark energy, and threw it to the man.
A cry was heard, one that sounded too keen to be that of a man's.
"No!" the man yelled at the same time.
And it was that just before him stood Tsubame, her purple robes soaked in blood, her own blood, as she pressed her belly, where her wound was.
"Sister!" Midori cried out shocked. "Why! Why did you do that?"
The man laid her down on the floor and tried more than a dozen spells to heal her, but it was useless, the magic she had been hurt with was too high for him to cure it.
"How could you?" he asked Midori roughly.
"It wasn't my intention to hurt her." Midori yelled back. "That shot was for you!"
"Don't argue…please." Tsubame whispered.
Her clear skin was getting even paler by each second.
"We must do something." The man said.
"Well, get your creatures to do something." Midori demanded. "Aren't you supposed to be the greatest Sorcerer of the World?"
He said nothing, he was too worried.
"Tsubame, you can't die on me, you understand?" he said. "You can't leave me."
"Its inevitable." Tsubame murmured, somehow calmed.
Even if she was dying, she had known it would end this way since a long time ago.
"Sis, please, resist." Midori murmured, momentarily getting back to her senses.
"Sometimes you can't change destiny." Tsubame murmured.
And just then Midori gasped, the words of the prophecy rang in her head: "…a tragic end… unrequited love will pull them apart…And at the end, one will die by the hands of the other…"
"No…" Midori gasped with her hands on her mouth. "This can't be. I will change it."
And she ran away.
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They would find her the next morning dead, holding in her left hand a dagger covered in her own blood, her face covered in tears. And next to her a message:
°Destiny will be changed. Sister. We'll be together again.°
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And meanwhile the man was crying, still trying to help Tsubame.
"Don't cry, I don't want you to be sad because of me." She said slowly, it was already getting hard for her to speak.
"Don't leave…please…" the man insisted.
"Don't be sad." Tsubame whispered. "We'll meet again…Perhaps in another life."
The man said nothing at this.
She coughed, she felt her energies leaving her…it was the time.
"I…I love you…Clow…"
And she closed her eyes.
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Destiny was fulfilled that night. But it was not the end, and they knew it. Because one day their words would come true and they would be back.
Two graves, one next to each other, the names could be read clearly:
Rose Midori and Rose Tsubame.
Two sisters…Two Enchantresses… Two Roses
Ohayo! I'm back. Beginning this sequel which I expect to get as much reviews and admirers as the prequel.
Sadly this is all I'll be able to give you for the moment being. I've been busy with other proyects I have, other fics, and stories of my own so I don't have much time left. But as soon as I can I'll bejín this story seriously.
In this prologue I hope you'll be able to understand some of the mysteries that will be used. Mainly that one of the "Two Roses". (Someone asked me what the two roses meant, here is the answer).
And for tose wondering who the enemy will be, I can just say I'm almost sure you wuld never be able to guess.
Hoping to receive your support in this fic too. I'll be seeing you again as son asI have time to get this fic going (I promise to do it as fast as I can).
Matta ne.
