Avalon's sister...?!
A while later, Avalon untangled herself from Devon's arms and smiled as she remebered thier makeout session, thier first one. She giggled quite loudly until she noticed something out of the corner of her eye. She stopped suddenly and turned to look. A girl with bright purple hair stood there, smiling. "Who are you?" Avalon asked quielty as Devon slept soundly away. "I am your older sister." The girl said as she stepped out of the shadows and shed her fake skin and morpehed into her actual age of eighteen years old. Avalon gasped.
The girl smiled and nodded as Molly Joe came into the room. Molly Joe looked at her daughters and cried a single tear. "Isarandil...." The girl turned to the voice and smiled at her mother that she hadnt seen in over 200 years.
"Mom, I go by Isara, now." Isara said carefully as if afraid to speak. Devon woke up at this instant and looked around confused and just slammed back into the pillow fast asleep. Avalon laughed as well as Isara and Molly Joe. Devon wasnt a morning person, at all.
Isara smiled as she noticed this bonding moment and walked out of the door and said simly she'd be back later. Molly Joe just nodded. Isara had been training with a powerful pure blood vampire for 200 years and had just recently mastered the art of her taking another skin to completely mask who and what she was. Isara was a blue blood vampire, practically a princess in training with a dash or two of knight.
Molly Joe was completely proud. Soon after Isara left, Molly Joe gave Avalon the whole story about her sister. Avalon seemed to accept it, very well. Avalon went back to sleep in the folds of Devon's arms.
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