Iris looked at Sylvia again. "I'll need some more answers before that is even possible." Her words were like ice, sending a chill down Sylvia's spine.

Sylvia stepped back, her fists finally unclenching.  Why would she act like that?  Teresa had never acted like that, so why should Iris? "I-I'm the embodiment of creation, and my sister is the embodiment of destruction."

As Iris opened her mouth to speak once more, Teresa entered the room.  Teresa was the same height as Sylvia, and more curvy, though not by too much.  Her black horns pointed straight back, and were the same color as her long, straight hair.  Her eyes were cat like, and dark blue in color.  She wore a dark blue tank top, jeans shorts, and her usual black cape today.  The cape had been a gift from Sylvia, as well as a spear that could harness her destructive powers, which she held in her hand as if ready for battle. 

"I heard voices, what's-" Teresa stopped as she spotted Iris.  "Sylvie," she drew in a breath and paused for a moment.  "Who is that?" 

Sylvia smiled, her eyes shining.  "That's Iris!  She's going to be our new best friend!"  Iris just glared at Sylvia and her sister, as if they were something rotten. 

"Did you make her, Sylvie?"

"Yes I did, Tessie!"

"Is she supposed to glare at us like that?"

Sylvia slumped her shoulders.  "No."  She muttered, looking at her feet.  Had she really failed at creating someone, even though she tried so hard?  Sylvia felt a hand on her shoulder, and looked at her sister. 

"Everything will be fine.  She might just be confused."  Teresa's whispered words brought a small smile to Sylvia's face.  Maybe she didn't mess up after all.

"You want to see your room, Iris?"  Sylvia smiled, clasping her hands together.

Iris rolled her eyes, but nodded regardless, and Sylvia led her to her room.

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