'Dear Lise, Hey sis! Remember me? I'm your twin sister, the one people always cast off because of you. Mother's still waiting for your return, I think, and father is still never here. How bitter sweet, huh? Finally people are noticing me, when you're six feet under, people finally see me. I miss you, I suppose, maybe a little less than I should. Remember that old woman down the street? Who always gave you cookies? The one who always ignored me? Well, she gave me some today, I threw them to the ground in front of her though. Mother won't stop weeping. Do you see what you did? You're a monster and I despise you for making mother go to shambles. You deserved whatever happened to you for making mother cry. I loath your every step and every place you went to. There's still blood on my hands, you know? But you always told me to keep the secrets so I'll never wash it off. Your Regretful Sister, Elise' Elise folded the letter up and gave a laugh. How pitiful was her sister? For the fact that her sister had to drag everyone else down with her. "Mother! I'm going out!" She shouted from her study, and put the folded letter in her pocket. Her eyes were filled with unreasonable hatred, and she gave a small sadistic smile before skipping out of the quaint house she shared with her aging mother. The old hag down the street, the one that tried to give here cookies, had passed away mysteriously during the night. Elise laughed at that, 'mysteriously,' sure, of course that was how they were covering it up. Elise walked to the graveyard, the crazed smile still plastered on her face as she came to the grave of her twin sister. Her twin sister was always the pretty one, the one with the perfect golden ringlets that cascaded down her back, the one who had a perfect body shape, with all the curves there too, she had innocent emerald green eyes that pierced through everyone's soul. Elise, on the other hand, was a sickly thin girl, who was paler than the moon, her hair was pitch black, and her eyes were a mysterious grey. People always told her that she was like her long lost father, and that she took after him in the personality area too. Elise chuckled at that. Her father? What a shame that he was a worthless piece of trash who abandoned her mother. She slowly took out her lighter and held the letter right above her sister's grave as she lit it on fire. Flames burst onto the page and danced as she stared in awe, yet again. And then she smiled. The letter had been delivered.
Woah, this is really good. It's only the start but I can feel this story's most likely going to be awesome. *Mystic fortune teller voice.* xD
Wow! I didn't expect to get more than one reader. xD Thank you for your comments. ^~^ Update is either tomorrow or the next day, and all chapters will be incredibly long. :S This was just a prologue.
No problem. There really aren't enough decent writers in ATA game fanfic sections and I'm happy to see someone who is eloquent and original.
This is amazing. This story is one of the few stories on here that are actually well written. It's very intriguing. Great description and emotion, and the plot seems really interesting so far. Bump!