Light flickered. Bird's sang. Waves crashed and wind thrashed around trees. A single shadow of light broke across a figure's eyelids. The gentle skin twitched as the black beneath them turned bright orange. Warming her eye-lids, she jumped in surprise. Rolling over, she attempted to poke her head out from under her covers just as she became really heavy and hard cold surface hit the bareskin on her side. Her rudy red eyes flashed open as her lips parted. Surprise raked her lungs as she let out a peircing scream. Just as the noise had come to her, it left her in a wave as the wind was forced from her lungs. Pain came over her as she struggled to her hands and knees, gasping for air. Franticly, she crawled out of the cover mess around her to collapse on the coold hard wood floor. Her eyes met the ceiling as she began to regain what had been stolen from her. Her sleep clothes were messy and crumpled. A purple tank top with monkey pajama pants. Her long silky black hair scattered around her as cold crept through the strands, making it's way to the tips of her head. The cold soothed a heat in her forehead she hadnt noticed it being there until she felt the knot release itself in her head. Sighing she felt the images come back. Her surprise faded as she looked around her room from the floor. There were boxes everywhere. It dotted the landscape of her room, not even touched yet. She had a desk on the far side of the room. Random accessories spilled off it. Books, pencils, brushes, a mirror. The mirror caught her eyes as she pulled herself up onto her hands and knees again. Her eyebrow raised as she crept toward it, the silver glass to the ground as she studied the metal frame. The back had a lock and chain design on it. The chain stretched down the handle and reached into the silver reflection of the mirror. Through the chain and lock were thorns. All of it being a metalic silver. Her head tilted in confusion as she reached out for it. Her fingertips brush the thin handle as she felt the design. It stuck up a tiny bit to her touch. She then realized that it was an old mirror. A medival aged one. Taking it into her hand, she felt the cold metal as she brought it up to look into it. She sat back as she did so, studying her reflection. Then suddenly, something flashed. Darkness covered the surface as if someone had dripped ink into clear water. Her's eyes widened in surprise as she held the mirror away from her cautiously. As nothing happened, her grip on the handle tightened and she brought it closer to her face to look into the depths of the black surface. White pale skin flashed. Black feathers rained around the figure. The figure was slender and beautiful. She had Fade's face pattern, except for a few details. The woman's eye's were bright gold and her hair was pure white. She had no wrinkles on her face and she was wearing a pure black dress. The dress was slender and the strap hung at the sides of her shoulders. The dress was ankle long and had a spiritual white flower design at the bottom. The straps were attached to three thin straps to make the sleeve hang down her arm a bit. The sleeves had the same pattern at the ends. The woman was beautiful with no shoes and a single crystal necklace that hung at her neck. Her eyes darkened as the edges of her mouth windened, sending shivers down the girl's spine. The smile was beautiful and completely evil.On her white skin a black mark formed on the exposed skin on her shoulder. A single mark that burned into the girls's eyes and mind as she felt pain rise to her mind. It was almost as she was trying to remember somthing locked and forbidden. Her attension snapped back to the woman as she started to come toward her. Looking around she realized her consiousness had been sucked into the mirror. Pain came to her fingers as she snapped out of it. Yelping in surprise she dropped the mirror. Blood dripped down her hand as she studied the little deep cuts that had formed from the mirror. A sudden loud bang. She couldnt help but jump as a deep voice came to her.
"Damn it Fade! You'll be late for school if you don't get out of bed!" The voice boomed in frustration.
Fade's ragged breath slowed as she was brought to the present day and place. Regestering the words she realized that she didnt want her brother to come any closer to her room. She didnt want him to see her hand.
"I'm up Iris! Just go to school, I'll be right behind you." she yelled back at him, manageing to keep her voice steady and annoyed.
A satisfying bang answered her reply as the door of their house slammed shut and she burst into action. Keeping away from the mirror on the ground, she rushed to grab her first aid kit to treat her wounds. She paused as she put it on her bed to open it up, remembering the deep pain that had happened inside her head. She brushed it off as she remembered she had memory problems in the morning.
