You were always the best, especially gifted and naturally talented. So was your twin. You were always just slightly better. Neither of you competed about it though. It was always a playful banger. You and you twin, Isla (pronounced: ii-la) were always extremely close. Always together, never alone.

You didn’t come alone.

It all came downhill, when you two hit the age of 10 and got dragged from home to join KorTac. It was one of the most traumatising experiences. Yet, you two never separated. You both promised no matter what, always stay together.

Year after year, and you both hit the age of 16. You two always fought together, never leaving each others sides.

— It was a rather quiet Friday night. It was 2am, and neither of you were asleep. Both chatting quietly so nobody would hear, sitting on your bed. Although, there was suddenly a knock on the door…