Dusk felt no regret for being short with Willow, even though this was clearly her twin. She'd always been short with Rafael, but he'd encouraged it. Quite the contrary to any normal parent, but then he'd never been a normal parent - teaching his daughter to follow in the Darkest Wizard of all time's footsteps.

"It appears that we are twins, with our identical appearances, and judging by our similar histories I would presume so too. How old are you?" She asked, arms crossed over her chest as she tried to use a patient tone.

Dusk shrugged. She hated her given name, and was more than glad when Rafael changed it to 'Dusk'. He'd agreed that Elizabeth was boring. "I don't go by the name I was given, but rather Dusk."

Willow was raise to be sweet and like everyone but she was getting to the point with this girl she didn't care if she wanted answers or not she was tired of being talked down too. Willow deep down had an attitude too and it might just come out at this rate.

"Well I am 31 like you need to ask" Willow answered rather gruffly

"Dusk a very interesting name." Willow thought it made her sound like she was hiding from something actually. "Hiding for something or someone are you?"

Willow was feeling very confused at the moment, here was this girl that very obviously was her sister, not just any sister but her twin sister. They were suppose to be the same level as each other and yet Willow had the feeling that she was beneath Dusk, just look at her body language and listen to the tone in her voice.

"I have an idea, why don't I just leave you to your thoughts and when you decide that I am just as much of a victim as you are, you can look me up. For some reason I feel like this is my fault we were separated."

Dusk sneered at Willow and crossed her arms, letting out an aggravated sound. This woman was very, very close to wearing her temper thin and she didn't feel in the mood to attack her kin - she wanted to find out if she actually was her kin, first.

"Alright, so we're twins," she snapped in response.

Dusk's eyes narrowed in on Willow and she had to hold back from growling at her and whipping out one of her collection of knives and pressing them to her throat. "I don't hide from anyone,"

She rolled her eyes at Willow and looked out across the water again, watching the trees sway slightly. What to do, what to do, she wondered to herself. Here she was, standing with her supposed twin sister, and she hadn't a clue how she was meant to feel. Was she meant to care? Dusk didn't know.

"I doubt it's your fault, Willow. We were most likely babies at the time." She raised an eyebrow at Willow.

Willow wondered what happened to this woman that made her so hateful to everyone. Willow didn't even know the woman in front of her and this woman didn't know her but yet she she treated like she had done something to piss this woman off.

"Has your life been that bad you have to snap at people you don't even know?". Willow was going to keep her peace anymore.

"We can assume that we are twin sisters and I cannot imagine by the way you are treating me that your ok with this."

Willow was confused by here answer, even though it kinder than she had been. "I know its not my fault, but the way you are treating me I feel like it."

Dusk could feel her anger slowly building with every passing second. She was so sick of caring about people, and now she could feel herself caring for her twin. All because they were related. Because though Dusk was ever so evil towards everyone, she did have a heart. And she was capable of loving, but someone would need the patience to gain her love.

Her hand twitched instinctively towards her dagger and she let out an annoyed sound. She decided not to dignify the question with an answer.

"How would you know? I treat everyone like this." She retorted, still not regretting her rudeness. In fact, she was being so rude because of the fact that she was scared of caring about her twin.

Dusk hesitated now from jumping straight into snappy insults. "Fine, sorry," she said hesitantly.

Willow could just feel her sister fighting with inner demons, she could not explain how she was having these feeling she just was. Willow's problem was sometimes she cared too much about people, she of course put her foot down when they treated her badly but she still tried to care.

"I actually don't know, but the vibe you put off would make most people runaway, but I refuse I am not like that." Willow always had a habit of trying to fix everyone and sometimes she hated it.

Willow was a little shocked that she apologized, "Those words didn't hurt too bad did they?" Willow was trying to lighten the mood a little, trying to get of the edge before they both blew up at each other.

The situation that the evil mistress had been thrown into was one that she was not un-comfortable with. Caring was not something she had done since the passing of Rafael, her adoptive father. But now, all of a sudden, two people had stirred feelings inside of her heart that she was finding hard to ignore.

"The vibe I put off is because i'm not a NICE person, Willow," she growled, before reminding herself this was her blood and flesh. She ought to treat her better. "You are lucky we are of the same blood, or I certainly would not remain in this conversation." She said haughtily.

Honestly, why ddi people expect her to be so nice? Just because she cared a little about them doesn't mean she'll suddenly turn into a lovely person. "Haha, you're very funny." She said, though there was no bite to her tone. Strange.

Willow continued to look at this woman with interest, she could tell she was fighting with herself over something that was bothering her. Well this whole thing was bothering Willow, how could someone keep sisters apart from each other and it was very apparent that they are two very different people.

"Well for the most part I am not a MEAN person. So I guess we have a lot to work on." Willow tried to say with a smile.

"I was trying to lighten the mood a little." Willow said as she shrugged her shoulders.

"You know I am not even going to think about asking you to change, I have dealt with people like you before." Willow took a breathe "But just remember you snip I snip back."

Willow was wondering what they were suppose to do with this new information, go back to their lives as they were are would this person be willing to attempt to be.

"What kind of name is Dusk anyway, that wasn't what you were born with was it?"

Dusk frowned at Willow. How had this woman managed to so easily get on her nerves? God, she certainly understand why people didn't like siblings. But she was blood, which meant Dusk had a duty to protect her. She squared her shoulders and forced her expression into one of calm.

"I'm not working on anything, so if you want to try an be meaner go ahead." She said in a flat tone. It would be hard to force kindness into her tone, sos he hoped Willow would appreciate her efforts.

"I noticed." Dusk smiled half-heartedly. She didn't smile. She smirked. Two completely different things in her mind.

"I shall take that into consideration but I really don't think it'll stop me from snapping at you, regardless of the fact that you will snap back." She said, shrugging her shoulders the way Willow had.

Dusk shook her head and sighed. Would she really have to share her name with this woman? Such a shame, she didn't particularly like her name. "Elizabeth Heath is my name. I prefer Dusk." She reluctantly admitted.

Willow could do nothing but sigh, was finding a twin really worth the effort it was going to take to have any sort of relationship with Dusk. They were completely different and she wondered if they could ever find a common ground.

"Well I prefer not to be mean unless I have too, that's how I was raised." Willow stated plainly.

Willow sighed when she said it wouldn't stop her from snapping, "Well I guess we will just have the perfect sister relationship then, always fighting with each other."

Willow was happy to have found the piece of her soul that was missing, but she still had a feeling that they soul would never be repaired they were too different.

When Dusk told Willow her real name Willow had to smile, it really was a pretty name, but Willow imagined that she would have called her Liz or Liza.

"Well whatever keeps you happy I suppose." Willow sighed.

Willow was usually always a happy go lucky person and now meeting her twin sister and almost depressed her. This was not at all what she expected to discover about here life.

"So where do you want to go from here? Do you want to forget all about me or what?"

Willow was at a point in her life she didn't care any more. Nothing ever goes the way she wanted it too. Willow just sighed and sat on the ground looking at the lake, she would never push herself on her sister, if Dusk wanted a sister then she would be there, if not then oh well she thought.