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Chapter 3: The Dream
The night was fairly quiet throughout the base. It was almost too quiet. The twins lied in their bed, tossing and turning throughout the night, almost as if they couldn't sleep. Especially Amaya. Somehow something that lied within her subconscious came to play. A time she remembered from when she turned seven. Something…she tried to forget long ago…
*Dream Start*
"Amaya, come play with us!" a voice called out to Amaya. She directed her attention to the little girl, the same age as she, that looked exactly like her. However, this wasn't Amayra, but rather their triplet, Asayra, who was dancing playfully in the graveyard. The graveyard was always a playground for the Kyuuketsuki children anyway.
"Okay!" Amaya laughed and happily skipped over to her sister's and began to dance around in a circle, holding hands.
"Ring around the tombstone….pocketful of chrysanthemums…!" they sang. They all got along so well. When one was in trouble, the other two would come and defend the other. Usually taking the bully out in a blow or two. Or when one was feeling depressed, they would come and brighten their day.
Their father would also train them the best way he knew how. However, this was the beginning of the trouble.
Amaya was always at the top of her game and so was Asayra. They always ran competition with each other and would often bicker, distancing the two. But, Amayra and Asayra remained close.
One day, their father, for whatever reason, called the triplets into the main room. They bowed down and then their gaze was met with their father's. His reddish-orange eyes peered at the 7 year olds, and had his teeth bared. The girls were frightened….very frightened. At this point, their father was capable of anything; who knew what he had up his sleeve this time. they remained silent, as their father's scowl turned into a smile.
"I hope you are ready to be rewarded…" his voice was deep, reverberating in the immense area.
"U-uh, yes father" Amayra spoke
"But what for?" Amaya questioned
"What's being rewarded to us?" Asayra asked.
"The honor of becoming 'voitel'nitsa' . in my eyes, all three of you are worthy. I will give you the most prestigious honors I can bestow….Soul Wrangler, Daruet'smert, and Sacrificial Reaper."
The girls eyes widened upon hearing this. Sacrificial Reaper was the most prestigious honor anybody could receive. It meant that whomever was in charge of something great as that, was the equivalent of being King or Queen. Amaya desired that honor with all her heart. She felt as if—which she did—possessed those traits that was required to qualify for that position. She would give it all, and confidently thought that position was going to her.
The lowest, yet one of the high honors was Soul Wrangler, which meant that one was in charge of handling the spirits as they left dying bodies. The 'Daruet'smert' was in charge of sacrificing and dealing with souls. And the Sacrificial Reaper was in charge of all of the above, including the chance at being a priest or priestess .
"Amayra…" their father spoke.
"Yes father?" Amayra looked up at her father.
"I bestow upon you, Soul Wrangler"
"Yes father" Amayra bowed again.
That left Amaya and Asayra. Amaya's heart pounded as she awaited her newfound position to be announced to her.
"Amaya…"
"Yes father?" Amaya's heartbeat became erratic, her adrenaline levels sky-rocketing beyond control. After all, she did deserve it…right?
"I bestow upon you….Daruet'smert"
Amaya's heart dropped. She was saddened by this and dared not argue with her father. That meant the decision was final for her. She withheld tears that were welling up in her eyes.
"And Asayra…" his smile widened as he looked at his other daughter.
"Yes father?"
"I bestow upon you…Sacrificial Reaper."
"Oh thank-you so much father! I won't let you down!" Asayra beamed with joy. Amayra went to congratulate her sister for doing so good to receive that honor. Amaya just stayed behind and said "yeah, congrats." Her fake smile plastered on her face, her insides, seethed with rage and jealousy.
How could someone like her receive that honor? Amaya couldn't begin to comprehend what just happened. How could he do such a thing? Amaya thought to herself.
Day soon turned into night, and month after month went by; and everyday Amaya's jealousy would flare, just tearing away at her insides. She despised Asayra and how easily she was given things. She didn't have to work like she and her sister. Amaya noticed how Asayra began to abuse her position as Sacrificial Reaper and how she began to turn from a sweet girl, into a 'stick-up-her-ass bitch'. And Amaya hated everything about her.
On a stormy and dark, autumn night, the village had went into war with the bordering country, home to the Ayahani's. Their father was away at war, which left Asayra, Amayra, and Amaya in the Palace's dungeon to properly dispose of fallen soldiers. Asayra had sacrificed non-stop, and decided to break for a while. 'Kill her' a deep, mysterious, and malicious voice spoke to Amaya. Her grin widened into a sadistic smile, and without further hesitation, followed her sister to the roof, leaving Amayra by herself.
The rain poured heavily outside, looking as if it would be a century before it actually let up. The dark clouds slowly moving their way across the sky. Dark vines that crawled up the outside Palace walls, began to wilt, and the ground was awfully soggy. Yet, it had concrete stones bordering the perimeter of the place. And they were sharp enough to kill anyone in an instant. Asayra stood in the rain, letting the refreshing air cool her.
"Whew, I needed that. Being Sacrificial Reaper was harder than I thought." Asayra sighed.
"Maybe you should have declined the position when you had the chance, sis." Amaya darkly spoke.
Asayra turned her gaze, as it met Amaya's. Amaya began to slowly approach Asayra, and Asayra began to back away for that Amaya's eyes turned from purple to blood red, and her vampiric teeth were bared.
"A-Amaya! Wh-What are you doing?" Asayra was scared for her life. She has never known Amaya to be like this.
"I'm going to handle something that should have been handled a long time ago!" Amaya's voice was somewhat distorted and warped. Almost as if it were a demon speaking for Amaya.
"Why? Amaya, why?" Asayara began to cry.
"I hate you, I hate everything about you, I want you to DIE!" Amaya's breathing became erratic.
"Wh-Why do you hate me? I thought you loved me? I'm your sister, why do you want me to die?" She began to cry furiously.
"Oh shut up" Amaya had eased Asayra to the edge of the rooftop, no type of cushion lurked below. "A sacrificial reaper never cries and they don't ask victims do they want to be sacrificed. You don't embody true power, you don't have what it takes…And now, I dispose of vile shit like you."
Shortly after, Amaya pushed Asayra off the roof.
"Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh" Asayra screamed her final time. There was nothing but utter silence afterwords.
"Hmph" was all Amaya muttered as she looked into the black sky, then staring at her dead sister below, a pool of blood surrounding her busted skull.
Amaya walked away into the darkness, laughing maniacally as she went to tell the rest of the family that poor little Asayra committed suicide.
*End Dream*
"Amaya, wake up!" Amayra screamed shaking the living daylights out of Amaya.
"What? What happened?" Amaya shot up out of her sleep.
"You were laughing like a maniac in your sleep"
"Oh, I'm sorry sis."
"Well we have to get up anyway to train." Amayra stated.
"Okay"
They got up and hurried into the commons area, where everyone was seated in the room. All eyes were glued to them.
"Well, you finally made it" Pein stated.
"Well duh, you dumbass" Amaya rolled her eyes.
Pein sighed at Amaya's disrespectfulness and simply stated "Well, today you will train with one of our members. Amayra, you're with Deidara and Sasori…Amaya, you're with Hidan and Kakuzu."
"Okey!" Amayra chirped.
Amaya groaned with utter disdain as she made her way over to the miser and the silver-haired pervert. Great. She thought.
"Hey there, you sexy bitch." Hidan rudely said.
Amaya darted her eyes at him, "Shut the fuck up you asshole."
"Amaya don't start today." Kakuzu stated.
"Was I talking to you, you old fucking bastard?" She snapped.
"Damn, that bitch told you huh?" Hidan laughed.
"FUCK THIS SHIT! I want both of you to just shut up and let's train…geez!" Amaya screamed.
They followed a stomping Amaya out of the base, when Pein said something to Hidan.
"She will need to be tamed." He stated.
"Heh, I know…Don't worry I got it." Hidan chuckled to himself on the way out.
Amayra looked at them as they left the base. With her and Amaya being identical twins, she wondered what was wrong with Amaya. She knew it had to be something, yet she couldn't figure it out. Sometimes she couldn't understand Amaya and her antics. Ever since Asayra died, she hasn't been the same. Amayra thought.
Till this day, Amayra still wishes that Asayra was here…she missed her dearly…and still wondered how someone so happy, energetic, and full of life, could die so abruptly. Why did she have to die?
Why did she want to die? Amayra couldn't wrap her head around it. There's something wrong here, and I can feel it.
AN: Yay! How did you like this one? Is it getting good? I decided to make this chapter because it is highly relevant of what is to come in later chapters. It gives more understanding to Amaya's character, and Amayra's for that matter. Oh and two words in here I'm pretty sure you were wondering about. It's Russian so you know. I ask that you please leave a revies and I hope to receive more reviews!
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