The bell of a clocktower rung as midnight arrived and the sound reverberated from where it was deep in a cave system. It was strange that a clocktower would be in one but it did not matter as it did its job of telling the time. The tower itself stood directly in the center of a circular room with the only light source being small streaks of moonlight that shone through cracks in the ceiling. The only thing that accompanied the clocktower in the lonely cave was a small plaque that rested directly in front of it.

The plaque was ancient in age and due to many years of not being cared for had already formed several cracks on it. Some of them small and insignificant, while others were large enough to threaten the stability of it. Scrawled upon the plaque was a text written in a language so old that it was forgotten making it impossible to decipher what had once been written on the plaque. But that did not matter as no one visited the cave these days leaving the clocktower and plaque alone and so it had been for thousands of years. And so their isolation would have continued if it wasn't for what happened next.

As the clock struck midnight, the plaque split apart and pieces of it floated into the air making it take the shape of an oval. Crackles of green energy began to spark to life along the stones as a bright portal was born into existent. And just as soon as it had been born it was snuffed out but not before something had come out of it. Two pocket watches now laid on the floor of the cave one of them void black and the other a pure innocent white.

The two watches rested where they were for a minute before the same green crackling energy from before once again sparked into life on the two and arked from them to the clocktower. The hands on the tower began to gain in speed until the time on the tower was flying by at weeks at a second. As the hands spun faster and faster the watches slowly opened up until both of their insides were fully exposed. The black watches glass was riddled with cracks making it unusable while the white one had no hands for its clock.

But that did not matter as neither of them were supposed to be used as a method for telling time and both of them shot out a final burst of energy bringing the portal back to life once again. This time the portal stayed alight for three seconds before it shut off again and the stones fell to the floor before the plaque somehow reassembled itself. But during those three seconds, three more things had shot out of it. One seemed to be a wisp as an unearthly howl echoed in the cave as the wisp shot out of it in seconds leaving everything behind. But the other two things did not run as they fell to the floor as well. Two girls now laid next to the watches and if one looked closely the resemblance between the two girls was obvious.

The older looking of the two had long black hair that reached down to her knees and under her closed eyelids laid a bright pair of crimson eyes. The younger girl who laid next to her was slightly shorter in both height and hair length although the styling of the hair was different. And also different about the younger was the dark pair of onyx colored eyes that laid under her own eyelids.

Both of the girls were knocked out cold meaning that neither would see the black sludge that seemed to rise to creep out of their bodies and somehow crawled along their floor towards the watches which consumed the sludge. This took a few minutes as the sheer amount of sludge seemed to be enough to make a moldable life-sized replica of a person. After this had happened only then did something else begin to happen as both girl's eyelids twitched and both let out a simultaneous groan.

Slowly but surely both of them sat up as if by habit while their eyes cracked opened. Their eyes showed confused at first before panic replaced it until to be slightly calmed as both sets locked on to each other.

"Kurome?" The older one asked as she gazed into her sisters' eyes.

"Akame?" Her sister replied as tears started to seep from both of them. By some unspoken sign, they both latched forward and hugged each other as if they were trying to squeeze the life out of each other. They stood in each others grasp for minutes as their hearts beat at an almost frightening pace before they calmed down.

"Where are we?" Kurome asked finally after they let go. Her sight was locked on the clocktower for a moment before it returned to her sister.

"I don't know but shouldn't we be dead?" Akame said. As she finished her sentence both of their faces showed shock as they both remembered something important.

"Tatsumi!" Both shouted as they looked around in panic and saw no sight of him. Both were thrown into a panic again but were brought out of it as the clocktower rung again as its spinning hands finally slowed to a stop at midnight. This time as the clock rung a small wave of energy sprawled outward from it and when it came into contact with the plaque the words written on it changed something which did not go unnoticed by the two girls.

They both walked over and read what on the plaque.

A king should never slay his queens and nor should they slay him

Let this plaque of death reverse the clutches of fate

and let them reign once again

may he and his queens finally find peace.

They gasped as they finished reading not because of the words but because of what lay beneath them. Five circles had appeared two of them above the other three. The top two had a picture of two unrecognizable people but were clearly a king and queen but the three people in the circle below were easily recognizable. After all, it would be hard not to recognize themselves and Tatsumi after all the time they had spent together. As they looked in shock at the images the words above shifted again until they said something different.

A debt is left unpaid

What was once done for others must be done for the original hero

Heal his broken and shattered mind

and free it from its frozen prison

Neither of the two girls had any idea what was going on or what the words meant but they were still able to put bits and pieces together. They both turned to each other and were pleased to see the other had reached the same conclusion.

"A debt left unpaid," Kurome muttered as she cast a quick glance at the pocket watches on the ground.

"Free the broken and shattered mind," Akame said.

"He did it for us once and he would do it again," Kurome said as a grin crossed her face.

"But this time we're the ones saving him," Akame said as she walked over and picked the watches up. "Come on Kurome we got an idiot to save." She said as she walked towards the only exit with Kurome not far behind. Both of them needed no more words to know what they had set out to do. They would get Tatsumi back no matter what.

Finally the first chapter is up. I swear the hardest part is always writing the first chapter so sorry if it's not exactly the best start but I promise this is going to get interesting real fast. Thanks for reading and see you next time!