Chapter 1- Will you remember the Prey or Murderer?

In this farewell
there's no blood
there's no Alibi
'Cause I've Drawn Regret
for the Truth
Of a Thousand Lies

"You know," Anya whispered, "people don't remember those that are killed..." I turned around to face her.

She looked exactly like me. She had the long jet black hair in perfect curls. Red eyes that shone in the light. A slim figure that curved where there were to be curves. We were identical twins. The only differences were our personality. She took joy in others pain and misery where as I couldn't stand it.

"What are you talking about?" I shuttered. "This isn't a place to speak like that!"

Anya giggled. "Oh but that's where you're wrong Amora... This is the perfect place to talk like this."

So let Mercy Come
And Wash Away
What I've Done

I've Faced myself
To Cross out what I've Become
Erase Myself
And let Go of What I've done

"Shut up! I'm not in the mood for you today." I blinked a few times to keep my tears in.

"Oh why not? I mean your best friend was just shot and killed. Don't you think her funeral would be the best place for talking about killing?" She smiled when she noticed that she had affected me. "Hope you have fun at this funeral because you won't be going anywhere else today... or any other day."

"What are you talking about?!" I spat. "You talk as if you're going to k-"

"Kill you?" She finished. "Well that's what I'm going to do! People remember the murderers, NOT those that are killed.

Put to rest
what you thought of Me
Well I cleaned this Slate
with the Hands of Uncertainty

"Do you ever hear about Mai? No! And that's because, dear sister, she was the victim not the prey."

"Stop it!" I covered my ears with my hands and shook my head. "LEAVE ME ALONE!"

People around us turned towards me. "Poor girl. This must be hard for her." I heard them whisper.

"Well... I guess I should just end your misery now." I saw Anya take out a small gun from her black purse.

So let Mercy Come
And Wash Away
What I've Done

I've Faced myself
To Cross out what I've Become
Erase Myself
And let Go of What I've done

"Why are you doing this to me?" I whispered while crying. "I'm your sister for god's sake!!!"

"I'm just repaying you all the pain that you've caused me. Is that so hard to understand?" When she saw that I didn't understand she continued to explain. "You were always the star no matter what. No matter what I did you were always better. If I made a 100 on a test you made a 105... Well maybe I want some of the attention now."

"It's not my fault that things are this way... You just never try hard enough on anything!" I spat out without thinking first.

Her hands grabbed onto the gun even harder. "I've never tried hard enough?! I've done my best with everything!"

For What I've Done
I'll start again
And whatever pain may come
Today this ends
I'm Forgiving What I've Done!!!

"What do you want me to say? THAT I'M SORRY?!"

She chuckled. "No... I just want you scream in pain. I want you to feel the pain I've had to deal with forever! Goodbye Amora..."

She picked up the gun and pointed it at my head. I heard a few people around us screaming as she pulled the trigger. I felt the blood trickle down my forehead and the pain as my body fell onto the floor.

'So this is what it's like to die... To lose all of your loved ones.' I thought as I heard another gunshot. 'What's going on? Is Anya going to kill even more people? Is she going to make even more people suffer?'

"Anya! Amora! My babies, nooo!!! Someone, anyone, save them." I heard my mom cry. I'm sorry mom, don't cry. I'll always be in your heart won't I? You won't forget me will you?

I've faced myself
to Cross out what I've Become
Erase Myself
and let Go of What I've done

What I've done
Forgiving What I've done


A/N: The song in italics is "What I've Done" by Linkin Park. I think I'm supposed to say I don't own it or whatever so umm... I don't own the song or whatever. lol. Yeah... If you can think of a better title please help me with that cause I'm so stuck with that thing. lol. Well please review.