Sheehanah Ch 1

Chapter 1 The Twins

For a long time my life was considered normal, but of course everyone changes, nothing stays the same for long. My name is Aisha, I use to live in your world in the world of humans. Well that was until my 15th birthday, see that was when ‘life’ was awoken.

At school I was popular with not only the boys but the girls too. I have long golden hair that to many was the key to my beauty. While many found themselves spellbound by me, none of them interested me. I had no interest in this world. There seemed to me nothing for me.

I also have a twin brother his name is Thanh. Thanh is the complete opposite to me, yet he and I were completely different to our family. I am a very light and happy person. My brother is always dark, gloomy, and almost gothic. There was no doubt in my mind that my brother was the devil himself. Thanh loved death anything to do with blood and guts.

Anyway this story isn’t about life before 15 or the difference between my brother and me, but about ‘life’. As I said it was on my 15th birthday that ‘life’ began to awaken. St first I thought of life as my alter-ego but in leaving my world and coming here I have learnt that she is no different from me, that she is me. At birth my parents named me Amy, but by 3 I had changed my own name to Aisha. My brother did the same changing his name from Aaron to Thanh.

On the night of my 15th birthday, I had a dream so realistic it scared me, so strange it intrigued me and so familiar that I didn’t want it to stop.

I was a white unicorn. I had a long flowing golden mane and tail, and atop my head was a long golden horn. I was in a heavy forested hillside, the trees always trying to reach or me, trying to reach the eerie golden glow that surrounded me. I felt like I was their sun that they relied upon to grow and live. To me the trees were leading me into the forest, deeper and deeper I went. They were showing me the way. I continued to use their path until I came to a clearing. I thought at first that I was staring straight into a mirror for before me sat an exact copy of myself. I watched her intently as she called me to come to her. She did this without words. As if she was calling to my soul. I was again in my human body as I was compelled to more myself forth and sit before her. Again I heard hr not in the wind as a normal person would speak but she stop to my mind and my heart. “Welcome Aisha, to our homeland. This land is called Sheehanah.” At the name of the land I felt a shiver run down my spine and the grass try to latch onto me to hold me to the ground so that I would never leave. “Aisha, Sheehanah has been calling to you hasn’t it. Without us the land is in major chaos. You must return soon. You must fulfil your destiny.” I watch her intently trying to figure out just what she was trying to say. “Aisha too is my name; you and I are one and the same. I am Aisha, The goddess of life. And you my dear child are to be my successor.” My eye widen as I figure out finally what she was saying. She wanted me to leave my home to stay with her, to rule after she was gone. I look at her and think she could be no older than 17, why would she choose a successor so early in her life. If only I knew then.

It was at this moment that my alarm sounded off. I stirred in my bed sheets and reached across to turn off the annoying sound. I was with this one dream that my world started to change.

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Welcome now to my recount of the events that changed our lives. I should add some darkness to this situation don’t you think, after all I am death. Although, I prefer the name Thanh. I will not add any darkness to this situation…ok maybe a little. But that is not my nature. I may be death and love blood and guts, but deep down I hide my emotions, my emotions of a hopeless romantic, or the emotions that I hold dear to my heart. On the outside I seem harsh and cold, like a stone, but that is just my outer layer.

Life to me is just on big joke and I mean that in two ways. One as in my sister ‘life’ and another as in life in general. For the most part of my life I have been a social outcast but this has been caused by a certain death.

Although I think of my sister as a joke, I still love her as any older brother would, and I must protect her for without life there can be no death. Without light there can be no contrast to the dark.

‘life’ was slow to awaken in my sister. I think maybe because she was enjoying life in the human world to much. As for me, I knew about death a long time ago. It was when I was on the internet that I searched for gods. That I found one interesting story, about the reincarnations of gods. These gods were of another world which was adjacent to the world of humans, although it was invisible to many. Every 1000 years they are reincarnated in the human world. Taking a liking to the story I have continue to read it over the years as every day the writer puts in comment on how they are going in finding these gods. The writer was on a mission…or so the story says to find the gods. Although he searched for all 14 gods, the main search was for the twin head gods, Life and Death. This struck me as odd as their names matched my sister and me.  There was even a description of these head gods and even that was close to the appearance of my sister and me.

It was this night that I found myself in Sheehanah It was a dream that Thanh, Death, had set so that we could meet, later on I found that my dream and my sister’s matched up well. At only seven, I surprised even myself at how I felt no fear.

I was in a forest, trees were dieing as I passed at a speed that was inhuman. But then I was a dragon. My black scaly body was floating over the land at ease. The large black spikes at the end of my tail, crashing into the near by trees, causing destruction and chaos. It was then that I realised that my movements were not my own. That the whole way I had no control over my body that I was being lead, slowly the trees before me widen and a large clearing came into view. And it was here I met the head god, the god of death, myself.

That was how I met Death, but as I said before I continued to read the stories of the land called Sheehanah and the search that the writer was on to find us. Over the eight years that I had been reading it not only told of his search but the land. That land was in complete chaos, as it always was when it was without its gods. They were the balance for the magical land.  I logged onto the website about 3 days before my 15th birthday and it told that me that he was getting closer and closer to finding the two last remaining gods. that life had finally started to awaken. With this news I watched my sister carefully over the following days. Waiting for the change in her persona that would confirm what I already knew.

It was the morning of our birthday that I notice not only that she was very distracted, but that according to the writer of the website life had now fully awoken, and that he had two places of which of check to find the last two, New Zealand and Australia. We were residents of Australia, but the writer was checking out the New Zealand set of twins first then coming to Australia.

I watched my sister during our birthday party. The whole day she seemed a little lost. And very distracted. It was late afternoon when I finally brought it up to my sister. “Hello life is my little sister in there?” the look on my sisters face was priceless. She had a view of complete horror and shock. She didn’t think that I would know!” settle down sis, I’ve known since I was 7. I am the god of Death, and seeing as you and I are the last to return you must be life.” My sister relaxed considerably.

“So how do we get out of here, and to Sheehanah?” she was thinking hard, this was something that probably wasn’t good for my sister.

“Don’t worry we will be leaving in the next few days, just have to contact someone.”