I didn't know what to call it...
It'll make sense later.
Depending on if I write any more of this.
This is going to start with a flashback, so I'm sorry if you get confused, those of you who are going to read this. xD
I was only ten years old when they brought me to the place called the Seperator. My mother stood to one side of me, my father at the other side. It didn't take long for me to realize where I was, and I was as afraid as I ever had been. My whole life my parents told me they wouldn't be able to keep me forever, and I thought they were joking about taking me here. But no. They weren't joking, and now I'm going to be seperated.
The Seperator, obviously, seperates people. Not two people, but one person. It hasn't been used in years, and we're the first people to be here in over a hundred years. The reason for that is that the Seperator is only used when a demon and an angel have a child, like my parents did. For a few years, they're simply called a fallen angel or a dark angel, depending on whether they were born in the morning or born at night. I was born at a time they called twilight, so they were seperating me early. That's why I'm only ten and I'm inside the Seperation Room.
It's really a scary thing, though, being at the Seperator. The whole time you're there before your seperation, you know that once it's done, you won't be whole anymore. There won't be darkness and light inside of you. There will be two yous. One side will be dark and the other will be light. I've never liked it, because it destroys balance between beings.
I remind myself of this again as I step into the center of the Seperation Room. There are men standing in a circle around me, chanting some weird words in another language that I can't understand. I take a deep breath as the ceremony begins, and when it's over I just barely have time to see a red-headed girl standing by my side before I black out.
It was really light outside when I woke up. I was laying in a bed staring at a white ceiling, and immediately I knew where I was. I was home. I didn't feel angry or sad or anything. I felt...content. Then I remembered the Seperation Ceremony, and went to go find mom. When I did find her, though, she was on the phone, so I hid and listened to the conversation.
They were talking about my other half. My dad took her away to the place all the demons were at, just like how my mom brought me here, where all the angels were at. The instant I started thinking of her again, I felt empty. Hollow. Lonely.
I knew from that point on that I had to find my other half.
I had to travel to the realm of the demons.
And that's exactly what I did.
I can't believe it's already been five years since the Seperation. On the same day my "twin" and I celebrate the anniversary of the Seperation, we also celebrate that I traveled to the demon realm and made it out alive. After that all happened, we ran away to Earth and decided to start going to a school. A nice lady took us in and started taking care of us, but when she asked us our names we pretended not to remember. She said she'd let us pick new names, and today, on the fifth anniversary of our Seperation, I'm going to tell my "twin" what I think we should name ourselves.
"Don't ask me why I came up with this...but...I think I should be named Daniella and you should be named Ariella."
"Why did you come up with this?" She asked immediately, raising one of her dark eyebrows and crossing her arms.
"Aw, come on! They're cute names!"
"Yea, but still. Dad renamed me and mom kept your old name, so what's the point of changing them?"
"Do you REALLY want to keep our old names?"
"What's so bad about them?"
I sighed, facepalming. "Your name was Germaine and my name was Amanda. Those don't even sound like sister names!"
"How would you even know what sister names sound like?"
"Daniella and Ariella sound like sister names!" I argued, jutting out my lower lip.
"Alright, fine!" She sighed. "We can be Daniella and Ariella. But how about we nickname ourselves? We can be Ani and Ari."
"Where'd you get Ani from?"
"Daniella shortens to Dani which shortens to Ani. It's just without the D." She stated, giving a shrug.
"Perfect! We sound just like twins!" I giggled.
"Yea, except your hair is brown and your eyes are blue, and my hair is burgundy and my eyes are red." She laughed.
"We can pretend you dyed it." I replied, laughing as well.
After that, we went to tell the lady who took us in about our new names. She loved them! I was so excited, especially since I came up with them! We asked her about school and she told us that she had enrolled us in a school named "Akuma Academy." When we asked her why it had such an odd name, she just laughed and told us we'd see soon enough. I was really scared after that.
On our first day of school, she made us breakfast and brought our new uniforms to our room. They were pretty odd clothes compared to what I've seen in the Angel Realm; blue, white, and gray plaid skirts, white button-ups with collars, and a navy blue v-neck sweater with the school's symbol at the right side. The school's symbol scared me the most; it was a blue flame. Just a blue flame with a white background that looked like it was messily patched onto the sweater. It looked cool to Ari, but just freaked me out.
So, the lady had to go to work and couldn't drive us to school, and we missed the bus so we had to run five blocks to get to school. I had my brown school loafers in my hand and had to hop out the door pulling my white knee-high socks on, and Ari was almost the same way. When we got to the school, though, we had our socks and shoes on, but our hair was messy. We looked at each other and laughed, then proceeded to fix our hair. Approaching the school, we pushed open the double doors and I almost fainted.
Guys with mohawks and their sleeves ripped off stood in a small crowd with girls wearing lots of black make-up and fishnets. Another small crowd had really muscular looking guys surrounded by girls in frilly skirts. Then in another crowd stood guys and girls with glasses and braces holding PDAs, cellphones, and laptops.
"Where in hell are we?"
"I've been to alot of places in hell, but this is not
one of them."
Very cautiously we helped navigate each other through and inbetween the small crowds of people. We made sure not to hit anyone or come near anyone, so they all just stood there staring hard at us. As soon as we found our first class and stepped inside, I sighed in relief.
But it was even worse in the room than it was in the hallway.
About midways through class, the teacher grinned at my sister and I.
"Daniella, Ariella, why don't you come tell the class about yourself?"
"What is this, Kindergarten?" One of the jocks in the back called, making the whole class laugh. Everyone but me and Ari.
"Hush, Jack! One more outburst like that and I'm sending you to the principal!" The teacher sighed. "Girls?"
We simultaneously stood up, stumbling to the front and turning to the class. That's when we froze up and panicked. The first one to find their words was Ari.
"My name is Ariella and this is Daniella." She said plainly, keeping a solemn face and trying to sound fearless.
"Well, it's a pleasure to have you here, girls." The teacher said, smiling. "As you can probably tell, there are a lot of teenagers of different species here. Would you mind telling us what you two are?"
"W-Well, I-I don't think that's a v-very good-"
"I'm a demon and my sister is an angel." Ari said, interrupting me immediately yet remaining solemn.
The whole class started half-dying of laughter, and so did the teacher.
"Next I bet you'll want us to believe you two are the Seperated Girl from five years ago!" The guy Jack barked, and the teacher didn't even care.
Ari clenched her fists, marching to the back of the room with her hands glowing bright red, mixing with orange and yellow to create a flame-appearance. She climbed up in a chair, stomping one foot down on the desk in front of Jack. Reaching over, she grabbed him by the collar of his shirt. "Listen, jocky, my sister and I came a LONG way to get here. We won't be humiliated by your stupidity. I'll have you know we ARE the Seperated Girl. My sister went through a lot to get me back from Hell, so I'm NOT going to STAND HERE and have a FOOL made of me, you hear me?! I WILL-"
"A-Ari, you're going to burn him!" I cried, biting my lip. "And you'll get us in trouble, on our first day! Please stop!"
Ari took a deep breath, dropping the guy she was yelling at. He dropped right to the floor and stared up at the ceiling, stunned and wide-eyed. Her hands returned to normal and she turned around, going back to stand solemnly by me, her red eyes still glowing angrily.
The teacher finally spoke again, just as wide-eyed as everyone else in the room but my sister and I. "I don't believe it..." She murmured. "I can't believe it! That's amazing! The real Seperated Girls, standing right here in my class room! Oh, you two are legends here!"
We whirled around to look at her, shocked. "We're what
? Back at home, we're...we're abominations." Ari said.
"I don't see how!" The teacher laughed.
"Well, as you should know, someone only gets seperated when a demon and an angel have a child...and that's how we happened." I said, shrugging.
"No wonder you left, am I right?" She replied, laughing again. "Have a seat, girls. Class may continue now."
It didn't take long for the news to get around. Side-by-side I walked with Ari down the halls after each class, and by the end of the day people stood and stared at us, whispering. I could hear them pretty well, really.
Can you believe it?
I know, the real Seperated Girls!
They're really here in our high school!
That's so cool!
I like the angel one; she's sooo cute!
The demon is hot!
They look the same!
This was so different compared to how we were treated at home...I shouldn't mind, but...I guess I even preferred being a humiliated loner over having people talk about me and Ari so much. I mean, we were popular now. It was so...weird. I was starting to miss being the only Dark Angel in Heaven. It was no fun being the Seperated Girl.
No idea where this came from...XD
"You can't get hurt without hurting someone else."
-Kuroi Mato, Black Rock Shooter