Twisted Fate

*Im still a writer in training. Criticize all you want. I enjoy constructive criticism!

*Not one of my best writings, but I like it. I feel as if there is still something missing, but I did write this awhile ago.

"Michelle," Michael called, "wake up! Mother and Father is waiting for you in the throne room!"

Michelle groaned, "Oh, why it's only 6 am!"

Michael said in reply, "Ah, yes, but it is Sunday, and Sunday is the day that we join our parents in the throne room for the court hearings."

When Michelle finally got dressed, she went alongside her brother into the throne room.

"Good morning, your highnesses," Michael and Michelle said.

"Yes, Prince Michael and Princess Michelle. Good morning," the King said.

After they exchanged greetings, Michael took his seat to the right of the King while Michelle took her seat on the left of the Queen.

Five hours had passed, and the court hearings were finally over. That very day, they had a feast in celebration of Michael and Michelle's birthday. Though they both turned 17, neither knew who was older, for a legacy said that they were the Twins of Legend, and if they were to find out who was older, the eldest would assume the throne. The other, however, would still be part of the royal family, but would be killed because of the past historic rival.

That same evening, there was a ball in honor of the Royal Twin's birthday. Michael wore his dress suit with medallions on it. He had blonde, medium-length sized hair. His eyes were green. It was described that he was so gorgeous, he could woo any lady.

Michelle, however, wore a beautiful light blue dress that matched the color of her eyes. Her black hair was curled. She was so beautiful that almost all the guys in the kingdom fancied her.

It was Monday morning, and they went to school. They attended Braveheart Academy, which was a school for noblemen and noblewomen, dukes and duchesses, princes and princesses, and scholars from the entire continent of Avondale.

While they were in class, they were disturbed by a women that wore a black robe. She had somehow appeared in the classroom, and had made an attempt to kill Michael and Michelle.

"Who are you?" they asked.

"Why, I am your auntie. My dear nephew, you look like your father! My brother. Oh my, and you, my niece, look like your mother," she replied.

"We don't have an aunt,"

"Oh, but you do. I am your father's sister. I'm his twin, in fact! I am the eldest, the rightful ruler of Edenheart. My father thought that Matthew would be a better ruler because he was a male. Tell me now, which one of you is the eldest? Tell me so I will end your misery. You're both curious."

"We don't know."

"Oh well then, I'll give you a 5 minute head start. Run."

They ran. They ran as fast as they could. When they finally reached the palace, they entered with precaution. They searched for their parents. When they finally found them in the East Wing Gates of the palace, they interrogated them for answers.

"Mother," Michelle said, "do tell us which is the eldest?"

"Preposterous!" The King exclaimed, "You know my rules. We are not to mention this!"

"But Father," Michael replied, "Your sister, tried to kill us. We have to know..."

"I think they are of age, Matthew," the Queen said.

"I suppose they are," said the King, "just promise me one thing though, Michael and Michelle. Promise me that you'll both be as close as you are now."

"We promise," they said.

"Michelle was older, by 10 minutes," the King said.

"I have no interests in ruling this country, I want Michael to assume the place," Michelle said.

"No, you can't----"

Suddenly, he was cut off by the arrival of the woman.

"OH HOW WONDERFUL!" The woman said, "MICHELLE IS THE ELDEST I SEE? OH MICHAEL, HOW YOU MUST DIE A PAINFUL DEATH! This is truly pitiful. Wasn't there a law? Oh yes, royals may inter-marry one another. Michael's feelings towards Michelle are more than just, a brother-sister love. The real question is, however, do you, Michelle, love Michael that way?"

"I...I don't...I can't...I don't know..." Michelle said.

"Ridiculous! How can a monster like you know how I feel?" Michael said.

"Ah, because it was written in the legend that you both have an undying love for each other, but you both can't admit it." The woman said.

"Shut up! Stop this nonsense!" The King said.

"Oh, no worries dear brother," said the woman.

At that moment, she took a sword and struck Michael. She missed him, but took another swing. The King grabbed a sword and tried to defend his son, but the woman's rage went on, and his sword was cut in half.

Michael grabbed a sword and fought with the woman. It was hard to see who had the advantage. Although she seemed old, she was quite strong to be able to handle a sword. She dived for his heart, and tried to stab him several times.

When she knocked the sword out of his hand, she was about to stab him, but Michelle took the blow, and she was the one that was stabbed. Out of rage and anger, the King killed the woman, uncontrolled of his anger.

Michael began to weep by the side of his sister.

"No...no...it wasn't suppose to end like this...Michelle...why? You were suppose to live, and I was the one that had to die, so why?" He said.

"Because you're my brother. I love you. I couldn't have hoped for anything more. Now the throne is yours," she said.

Michael kept weeping. She was gone. His sister, the one he loved, the one that was always beside him through thick and thin, the one he grew up with, the one he shared many secrets with, was gone.

There was a funeral for her the next day. A few years passed, and Michael turned 21. His coronation was on the day of his birthday. Although he became King, he had reasons to grieve. It was also his sister's birthday. The next day was the anniversary of the 4th year his sister died, and he knew deep inside that the throne truly belonged to her.

He was a very successful King. He became allies with many nations, and lived in peace for decades. He had a Queen and a son. He lived to be 68, and later joined his sister in heaven.