Sun and Moon (Beginning)

Chapter 1

“Mom! Mom! Where are you? Dad?” An unsure voice spoke over the small crowd that was beginning to form. Fireworks were being shot up into the sky, but why was the question. It wasn't an important day, just another Thursday evening in June, but that was it. Though the speaker knew there was something odd about them, but she wasn't sure what was. The speaker was a girl, looking to be about fifteen. Dark brown hair waved gently down to her shoulders, bright green eyes trying to see through the crowd. She was average height, around five and a half feet, though she looked somewhat intimidating. A certain fierceness could be seen. Next to her was a boy, the same age. He had short, dark brown hair and the same exact eyes. Tall, standing at six foot two, an athletic build, he looked intimidating, but his face was calm, kind, even though he was just as dangerous as his sister. Twins, Oriana and Jace Roon. They looked completely different, but they had their similarities. Bright, lively green eyes, athletic build, cream colored skin, and never quite fitting in. Oriana was a bit temperamental, her parents called her fiery, she liked things her way, not exactly one for change, enjoyed being in control, liked to be the best. Jace was different, it took a bit to get him to show his anger, though it was much worse then his sisters when he did, more like ice then fire. He was okay with change, almost liked it, liked doing his best.

Oriana was getting worried, and so was Jace. Usually Michael and Daniella Roon were easy to find, they seemed to stand out, and they always made sure their children knew where they were. With a loud bang and shower of golden sparks in the sky, the show was over. The crowd started to thin out and spread, until they were all back in their own houses, enjoying the cool relief from the warm, East Texas evenings. After a quick look, the twins knew that their parents weren't outside, so they headed back to the house.

A dark shape loomed in front of them. It was a house, their house. Normally the one story house with dark blue shutters, cream colored walls, and a dark wooden door was inviting, but now it just seemed foreboding, though why was a mystery to the twins. Oriana grabbed the round, iron doorknob and twisted it, an audible click seemed to echo in the empty darkness. The door soundlessly pulled open, revealing an almost pitch black interior. The twins went through the house without even bothering to turn on a single knob, not worried about tripping on the leather couch or the dark brown coffee table. Their rooms were right across from each other. Silently saying good night, they closed their doors.