These are ideas for a story that I came up with in 2011. At one time, I was going to call it outside. I never wanted to call it that. I did not have a name for it. I still do not have a name. So I am calling this story Dioxide.
Dioxide by Jessica Singleton
A fictional story that will never happen
There was once two different planets that were born Siamese twins. They were sisters. Their names were Miranda and Pandora. They were best friends and they were happy like most families.
Miranda was shy and withdrawn. She leaned on her sister more then was normal. Pandora was the strong one who took on the world for her little sister. Pandora's only problem was her temper. Pandora would explode before anyone had a chance to explain themselves.
Their planets were made of frozen carbon dioxide and black ice. Most of the plant life that lived on them, were plants that held poisons in their leaves.
From the surface they were just two globes that were linked. When Pandora or Miranda moved around, then they would morph up from the ground of their own planet. When they came up from the black ice then they were a ice sculpture.
Years ago, there was a meteor of a man. He crashed into their world hard. The first planet that the met was Miranda. He pretended to love her. Then he used her. His name was Hamilot.
Hamilot never thought that he could need anything or that he would love anyone. Then Hamilot met Pandora.
And like most stories go, Hamilot fell madly in love with Pandora. He had a sexual relationship with her and they formed life forms. The life forms were alien to either of them. In return Miranda also formed life forms from Hamilot.
When Miranda found out that the man that she loved cheated on her and never loved her. In fact now he could only love her sister Pandora....
Miranda lost her mind. Miranda was always the fragile one. Well, she broke.
And everyone knows that when you break a woman's heart, she breaks like a child.
Miranda killed Hamilot and she took on the nick name of Black Widow.
When Pandora found out that her lover was dead, her temper boiled over and her box of tricks were open.
Pandora sent a decree of war to her sister. Miranda accepted and she fought the sister that she once loved the way she would have fought a stranger.
The sisters hated each other and nothing could fix what once was whole.
Their life forms which were somewhat different, started to fight against each other. But as they all fought against each other, they only tore down their own world. Which only brought them closer to death's arms.
One night Pandora had to find a box to bury her son in. It broke her heart and she never knew pain like that. To love a lover is unforgettable. To lose a lover is time consuming but for a parent to lose a child, there is no pain that can compare.
Pandora could not imagine the idea of losing another one of her children. She at one time, missed her sister and almost wanted to make peace but now....
That thought was foreign to her mind. The pain turned to rage and she wanted nothing more then to find a box to put her sister in.
Miranda heard about Pandora's son and she did not care. The face of that child was only a reminder of her own loss.
As their life forms died, each sister took on a new form of agony. Until the day that they could not bare the pain no longer.
The man that once contained them, was now a lock to a realm that only killed them inside out.
Miranda went to her sister and she was dying. Pandora was sick and almost dead too. Their planets had crashed around with earth quake storms that left them both in ruins.
Miranda fell at her sister's feet.
She knew that if she looked into her sister's eyes, that nothing would come.
So Miranda took her sister's hand and she put it to her heart.
Pandora knew and she fell to her feet too.
She hugged her sister Miranda and she whispered,
"I still love you. I am sorry."
Miranda cried and she said back to her sister,
"Let us not fight anymore. I love you too."
Pandora let out a deep breath that she had contained for years.
Then Pandora put a knife in her sister's back and killed her.
But as she killed her other half, she only killed herself and they were no more.
The life forms died of what history books would call a plague. The words read that the planets had storms that destroyed them.
The life forms that lived off of the serum from the plants starved because the storms killed all life.
No one ever knew what had really brought them all to their end.
The End
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