The Decievers Hour

"How long do you plan to be here?" A firm voice asked. Sylvia shrugged as she lowered her silver caliber and glanced at the brunette behind her. "Why are you training so hard? It is not like we have a war going on or anything." Amy said softly as she put her hand on her small hip.

"You never know when something is going to happen," Sylvia said bluntly, “Especially nowadays.” "Well you were always one for preparing for the worst I guess," Amy said gently as she patted Sylvia on the back. For just a moment, she glanced out of a large window before looking solemnly at Sylvia while resting her hand on her side, "Well...I am going to start heading home now."

Sylvia nodded and said quietly, "Yeah, I understand how it is where you live. I will see you around." "Yeah, see ya," Amy said faintly, her green eyes glistening radiantly.

She walked out of the spacious building and her footsteps faded with time. Sylvia sighed yearningly and raised her pistol again. She continued firing at multiple targets again and again until she grew weary. She brought her weapon to her side slowly and stuffed it hastily into her thick belt. With a quick spin on her heel, she made her way towards the entrance and as soon as she stepped outside she was met with a slap of cool wind.

The moon loomed high above the dark azure sky and the gusts of wind made Sylvia's ebony hair sway gently. Sylvia couldn't help, but notice the dark gray smoke billowing in the air in the distance. She shook her head slowly and clenched her fists.

“The city is such a disaster,” Sylvia mumbled under her breath and glanced up at the large banners hanging up from the small shops. All of the candidates with their beaming smiles were on each banner and Sylvia noticed one new candidate with forest colored eyes who seemed oddly familiar. She gazed longingly out into the burning cities. “I hope these candidates are as good as they seem,” Sylvia mumbled as she stuffed her hands into her leather pockets and began walking home rapidly.

When she arrived at her house near the entrance of the woods she sighed heavily before eventually unlocking the door. She was met with the warmth of the building as soon as she stepped inside the house. As soon as she closed the door and walked down the hall, she heard pans clattering on the floor.

"Ow!"

Sylvia walked into the kitchen and crossed her arms over her chest before raising her brow. "Sylvie, do you need help?" Sylvia asked her twin wearily. "Huh," Sylvie said as she turned around. Her mob of straight, silky ebony hair cascaded below her neck as she turned, "Hell no the last time you helped me you burned the food!"

"Ok ok well I'm sorry for just trying to help you," Sylvia said as she raised her hands in defence, "You know it is not my-" "Shh!" Sylvie said quickly, "You're going to make me miss this."

"Hello everyone, my name is John and welcome back to the late night show." An applause followed after the announcement.

Sylvia glanced rapidly at her twin and rolled her eyes. "I swear we are not siblings at times," Sylvia muttered faintly as Sylvie heaved her arms over his chest. "Whatever," Sylvie said gently, "I will call you when dinner is ready." Sylvia nodded leisurely and made her way to her spacious room. She sat down on her teal king sized bed and gazed thoughtfully at the wooden floor.

"Woah! Sylvia, come look at this," Her sister exclaimed hastily. Sylvia groaned faintly as she stood back up. As she slowly walked back into the kitchen she said grumpily, "What the hell is it?"

Sylvie pointed towards the tv before putting her hand on her hip. "Did you know Genesis was running in the election?" Sylvie asked gently.

Sylvia raised her brow and exclaimed, "Huh... Our aunt is running in the election now?"

Sylvie nodded and said, "Surprising, I know." "Wow... Good for her I guess," Sylvia said rather sarcastically as she glanced at the large tv screen.

She saw her aunt waving for just a moment before photos of her popped up on the screen. One photo in particular caught Sylvia's eye though. It was Genesis in uniform, four golden stars on her shoulder marks.

"Wait," Sylvia glanced rapidly at her twin and said quietly, "She was in the military?"

"Uh... Yeah," Sylvie said faintly, raising her arched brow, "Where have you been... Hiding underneath a rock these past couple of years?"

"...No one's told me about that," Sylvia said bluntly, “No wonder she got away with-”

"Oh," Sylvie rubbed the back of her neck, cutting off her sibling quickly, "I could have sworn I told you that. Anyway get your stinky little self out of my kitchen and wash yourself up. I can smell you from here!"

Sylvia sighed quietly and shook her head leisurely before walking back into her cozy room. “Whatever I know you just want me out of your oh so precious kitchen.” As Sylvia walked deliberately into her room, she opened her large dresser and rummaged through it. Her arched brows were furrowed as she pondered deeply and had a hard time believing that her aunt was running in the election.

She finally grabbed her dull clothing and swiftly walked into the bathroom. She glanced quickly into the large mirror, her reflection showing her red eyes and disheveled ebony hair. Sylvia muttered inadubily as she turned towards the bathtub, bent down steadily, and turned the silver faucet. At that moment, water hastily rushed down from the faucet and the noise hummed softly in Sylvia's ears.

Eventually, her leather jacket, long sleeved milk colored shirt, dark gray boots and raven colored pants were tossed in the middle of the bathroom. She stepped into the tub slowly and the warm water felt nice against her cold skin. As she sunk into the water her tense muscles loosened and she exhaled ploddingly. Sylvia pondered as she soaked in the warm water. After a significant amount of time the two siblings were eating at their kitchen table while watching a comedy show. As Sylvie swallowed a piece of her collard greens she played with her silver fork.

“So… I was thinking we should visit Genesis tomorrow,” Sylvie said softly, “Y’know like a surprise visit.”

“Oh… how lovely,” Sylvia said sardonically, trailing off as she took a large bite of her delicious mac and cheese.

“Dang Sylvia, did you not eat today or something?” Sylvie asked casually, her brow raised, “You are eating like a pig.” Sylvia stifled a chuckle and shook her head while mumbling breathlessly, “I was busy.”

Sylvia let her sibling’s words sink in and when she swallowed her food she said reluctantly, “Yeah, I guess we could go, but I might have a late shift tomorrow.” “But you are off for the rest of the week, so it’ll be fine,” Sylvie said gently as she gazed at her twin earnestly.

Sylvia nodded steadily. “How long do you think we’ll stay?” Sylvia asked faintly, as she glanced down at her large plate of food. “Eh, not long, probably for a day or two,” Sylvie said rapidly. Sylvia nodded once more. “Well,” Sylvie muttered quietly as she stood up from her seat and picked up her plate, “After I clean,” She yawned, “I am going to bed.”

“Huh,” Sylvia said in exasperation, a smirk tugging on her lips, “You... going to bed, since when-” “Shut up,” Sylvie grumbled playfully, “l may be a night owl, but I need my sleep… sometimes”

“What happened to sleep being for the weak,” Sylvia said softly. Sylvie’s face dropped as she put her dish into the pristine sink. Her sister’s smirk grew even larger.

Sylvia laughed blissfully and said, “Ah I’m just messing with ya Syl.” “Ya, I know,” Sylvie said as she finished putting the dirty dishes in the dishwasher. “Well, like I said I’m going to bed, so goodnight,” Sylvie said as she walked towards her sibling. “Alrighty then,” Sylvia said as her sister embraced her hastily before walking towards her room.

As Sylvia turned off the kitchen light and grasped her messy plate she muttered faintly, “Tomorrow is going to be a long day.” Sylvia glanced at a photo frame and said ambivalently, “I do not understand why she wants to see her, mom.”