Ravenna

Macy, her name seems so familiar. She says she went through the same thing that I did. But apparently from what she told me she was dead and brought back to life.

She say's Mary, my mother brought her back to life, and somehow my mom took her here. She's just been wandering around, sleeping in the park and eating food that was being thrown out of the diner.
I didn't want her to be homeless and lost anymore, didn't seem right.
So I took her home.

Macy and I's arms were locked as we walked into the manor. Somehow someway, we became best friends.

Walking into the manor I heard Regina and my father having a argument in the kitchen.
Macy and I looked at each other as we heard my father yell, "Regina! I think they're ready!"

"You're putting children back in a war zone Thomas! Are you shitting me right now?" Regina yelled at my father.

Macy and I snuck our way to the wall outside of the kitchen, where they can not see us but we could see them through the large square in the wall.

"What are they arguing about, who are they?"
Macy asked peeking her green eyes over the the little ledge.

I peeked over the edge as well, seeing my father leaning against the counter with his face in his hand, "The man is my dad and the woman, Regina, she's letting us stay in her home until we find a place to stay." I whispered to her.

My dad looked up at Regina his arms crossed, he looked tired and overly done, "Regina," he said calmly as she placed her hands on her hips, "It's not that I don't trust you with my girls here, it's just I am their father and its my duty to protect Macelia and Ravenna."

Macy and I looked at each other, confused. Did he just say I had a sister?
"Your name is Macelia?"

"Your name is Ravenna?" She asked just as confused.

Regina slammed her fist on the counter, making our heads snap back to reality, to the situation,
"God dammit Thomas! Its a suicide mission! These girls deserve a normal life. They should be worried about prom and clothes, not boys and magic . If I had the choice for my son, I wouldn't bring him back to that island."

What suicide mission?

Dad cracked his neck,
"Girls, quit hiding come here."

Macy and I both ducked down. We looked at each other, covering our mouths.

"Macy , Raven, come here." My father said in a stern voice.

I sighed standing up, making eye contact with my father and so did Macy. We walked around the wall, and stood behind the island in the kitchen. Macy stood next to me, so unsure of everything.
I remember being like that, I still am like that.
"Dad what's going on?" I asked looking at the ground, then into his eyes.

Dad walked to the opposite side of the island, placing his hands on the island and looking at us, in our eyes,
"Regina, do you mind leaving for a moment?" He said lowly.

She nodded, "Of course." She then brushed off her pansuit and walked out.

Dad coughed, "Girls, listen. I know you don't know what's going on and trust me neither do I. The things I say, I don't want you to question, I want you to accept it. You two are sisters, born from the same Siren. Raven was stolen from a pirate and you were born dead Macy. Yet, you were both stolen to this world. Raven lived a life of isolation and loneliness. Macy you actually came to life here, you weren't dead anymore. You lived a life, a good one, until you were killed. You guys used to be friends, living different lives with different names, and as your father," Dad's voice broke. I looked over at Macy who was now all teary eyed, like my father, "I want you girls to be happy, I don't want to keep secrets from you anymore. I'm just happy we're all together ag-"

Before my father could finish, Macy ran into dad's arms and hugged him.
I couldn't help it, I ran into his arms too. He hugged us to tightly as we all cried together. I think this is all what mom wanted. Was for us to be reunited one day. She could've came back to life instead of Macy, but she put her children first. I will never understand why, but she did.

Later that night in our bedroom, Macy asked me questions about mom and our life. She asked my questions about our blood and why it was gold. I told her about Peter and Thomas. In a way, its messed up. For two sisters and two brothers to fall in love.
She doesn't remember Thomas, or that she was apparently a mother.
I told her that anyway. I told her about how I can see old memories of my previous life. She told me she could control the mind, make you see whatever she wants you too.
She asked questions about Thomas and if he would remember her.
I didn't have the heart to tell her Thomas was dead. So I told her yes.

I gave her a tee shirt and sweatpants to sleep in. She fell asleep right next to me while I laid awake.

It's been a long time since I seen Peter. Too long..

I shot up in my bed, hoping not to wake Macy. I looked over at her, she was still out cold.
I slowly got up out of bed, in my tee shirt and panties, and walked out of my bedroom. I walked to the third door to the right, Peter's room.

I creaked the door open, seeing Peter squirming around in his bed. He was sweating and panting. He was having a nightmare.

"Peter." I said sternly.

No answer.

I walked over to Peter quickly, I got on the bed and straddled his bare torso that glowed in the moonlight, I tried grabbing his arms and pinned his arms down, "Peter! Peter wake up!"

His eyes shot open, gasping for air.
"Hey, hey calm down, I'm here it's okay. Shh, shh." I said grabbing Peters face making him look into my eyes.

"Deep breaths." I said, taking a deep breath in and out. And he did so.

He looked into my eyes and closed them, "Was I really that bad?" He asked brushing the loose strands of hair out of his face.

I let out a small laugh, "Peter I had to straddle you. Were you having a nightmare?"

Peter sat up, making my body slide down onto his groin.
He made wearing panties so hard.

Peter's eyes widened, he lifted my shirt up looking at my bright pink panties. He scoffed cocking his eyebrow, "I did. Now I feel like I'm in heaven right now."

I looked up at the mirror above his bed, that showed me and his bare back..
He had a tattoo of of black angel wings that went down the backs of his arms and down his back, "Your tattoo.."

"Is the reason why I have nightmares, I don't want to be the monster under your bed Ravenna. This marking, is what makes me a monster."

I grabbed his face in my hands, and kissed his nose, "You're not a monster Peter. No matter what you've done."
But Peter did scare me, he had secrets. Secrets he's never shared.

Peter grabbed my hands and placed them on his shoulders, "I have killed before. I've tortured people, down to their bones. Even innocent people.."
He stopped, he knew it was scaring me. But I wouldn't let that show.

I shook my head, "You wouldn't hurt me, don't question your devotion-"

Peter locked his lips onto mine, cutting me off, he then unlocked our lips, keeping our lips an inch apart, as a tease, "Don't ever question my devotion towards you Ravenna. I know you know things, about a time where we met before. I know you don't remember every single detail of that night, but I do."

I traced my finger over his jaw, over the stubble on his face, "You waited for me? After all this time?"

He smiled at me, placing his hands on my inner thighs, rocking me back and forth over his dick, making me moan, "I will never stop waiting for you. Do you know how long I waited for this sensation? For you?"

"Show me."

Peter flipped us over on the bed to where I was on the bottom and he was on the top, He laughed kissing into my neck, "As much as you think you're ready for this type of bonding, you're not. Not yet."

I looked at him confused, "Then what are you asking?"

Peter rested his arms on both sides of me. With my eyes only seeing his green eyes, "Ravenna, Will you be my girlfriend?"

I smiled and squealed wrapping my arms around him as he shushed me, "Are you serious?"

He smiled at me, "You're making me nervous now."

"Of course." I said kissing him with passion.

5 minutes later we fell asleep.