Mirror and her reflection

A little girl taken for the powers within her and in this process she looses herself.

A year ago...

 

"How old are you little one." Her mother asks her gleefully

She holds out her hand holding up three finger "I'm dis many." she says smiling.

Her mother smiles "Thats right honey." She picks up the little girl "You almost ready love! I got Amy ready." A man emerges from the other room "almost." he says taking a seat pulling a pair of black shoes on. "Great, then shall we go?" "Of course" He says smiling back at her.

 

After getting into the car and driving around for awile they pull up to a large open meadow. "We are here." The woman says in a sing song voice. She pulls a cake out of the trunk and they start walking through the short, soft grass. On the other side of the short hill some of her other realitives are waiting. "Why don't you go play with your cousins." "Ok" the little girl says as she walks towards them.

 

"Where is Crysta and Mike?" She asks, "I thought they'd be here with the fireworks." The old man smiles at her "I'm sorry, they are going to be a little late. You know how it is at work for him." She slightly turns away "Yeah, I know they are just trying to help Arnora with her...problem but I just wish they found somwhere with...I don't know some morals." "Yes, well Susan at least they are treating her...by now she would have probably frozen solid if you hadn't." "Your right." She says smiling.

 

She watches her little girl run around playfully. She notices the grass slightly smoking on the ends What? Why is the grass...Amy? She dismisses her thoughts and continues to mingle with the other guests. She suddenly stops as she notices a strange group of men start walking towards them. The one in front slowly makes his way towards her "Ahh...Sue, you remeber me?" He says smiling at her, the foul smell of alcohol on his lips. She looks at him with a mocking smile "Of course, I remember evey low life I locked away."

 

He grabs her by her long blonde hair "Careful Sue...I'm not feeling very friendly today." Her smile was gone as she spoke "Really, I never knew you had it in you to be anything but the foul thing I locked up ten years ago." She responds sarcastically. He takes out a gun and hold it to the side of her head. "You don't think so?" She smiles "No, I don't." She punches him in the face and he lets go of her hair. Then she kicks the gun from his hand. "Still to weak to fight the little girls I see." She says in disgust "Your the same man I locked away ten years ago." He turns to her smiling "Not exactly..."

 

With the push of a button noone could see the area filled with smoke and gunshots rang threw the air which became dry and warm. The smoke cleared and she lie dead on her back and the little girl looked up at him in anguish "Why?" she said pointing at her mom "Why do this?" she cried "Bad...understan...bad." she screams at him. He laughs at her and snaps his fingers "Kill the rest."

 

The little girl grabbed his leg "no...fix!" She said pointing to her mom. "Get off me!" He yelled kicking her off. Then her eyes glowed like fire and when she opened her mouth it glowed like fire and sputtered out of her mouth "No FIX!" She screamed everything around starting to burn. "Stay away from me!" He yellped as he started running towards his truck. "FIX HER!" She screamed a huge wave of fire emiting from her body in all directions. Everyone  lights up and screams fill the open air. The sickening smell of burning flesh filling the sky with puffs of smoke.

 

She covers her ears "NO!" and closes her eyes "NO!" she whimpers into her hands. In the distance Crysta and Mike watch saddly unable to prevent the havok. and he turns to his wife "Amy is like Arnora." She cries saddly through her hands "I see...I see." He holds her close "I am so sorry." He says kissing her forehead "Why!?" she screams out "Why did they all have to die!?" He tries to comfort her but she falls weakly to her knees trying to reach out...and she turns to him. "Lets go...let's just go." They turn to the car and wipe the snow off thier car. "Arnora, wake up. You letting the frost out." She wakes up "Sorry mommy."

 

The little girl sits quietly in the burning field pulling her knees close. She sits next to her mothers ashes and outs a few in her pocket "Ma...ma" She cries into her hands softly.

 

The next day...

 

Firefighters find the little girl in the field, she is the only survivor. After getting treated at the hospital she disappears and is reported missing. After three months they give up on her.

 

A year later...

 

In the streets a small girl is wrapped up tightly in an oversized jacket with no one but herself. She only looks about four and no one seems to notice the poor helpless girl. Another young girl of about twelve walks over to the small girl and scoopes her up into her arms.

"Who?" the little girl asks pointing her

"They call me Reflection." She smiles warmly at the young girl in her arms.

"...Wh...why?"

"Because...I am special...like you."

The little girl squirms a little "No."

She smiles "I saw it...your power to control fire."

The small girl looks fustrated now and tries to squirm out of Reflection's arms "No, let go!"

"Please come with me...you are a very special person."

"Am not!" the small girl cries out as fire starts to rain from her eyes. "Not special!"

Reflection pulls out a sedative and injects the little girl. "I'm sorry...I have to." A thick fod suddenly descends on the alley and into the street as a young woman with long wings soars towards them. She grabs them with her claw like feet and soars towards the viper compound nearby.

today...

 

"We did it Mike we completly wiped her mommories of her parents and that dreadful night. She will be an excelent addition.

"I suppose...at least she will have Arnora...I mean reflection to watch over her."

"Don't be so down...without us this girl would've been dead in a few days."

"I guess" He replies saddly.

The little girl looks up at the ceiling and then to herself "Who...?"

Reflection scoops her up "You are Mirror."

Fire streams down her cheeks the poor girl, lost and void of memmory.

 

 

Author's Note

Ignore my grammar errors, what do you think of the story and dialogue?

Some of the spelling errors where done on purpose for the little girl.

Reviews

[A. L. Allen]

The plot is very interesting. I agree with Dragon, the little girl's language is much more mature than a three year old's would be. Also, I think that you could definitely elaborate on quite a few things, like how the little girl got on the street, how reflection knew what she was... things like that. Other than that, I am intrigued by the plot, and I'm interested to see where you take it. :)

[Ice Girl]

It's so sad... I love it! :)

[joan]

This story is beautiful coming from your heart. And I could never see myself writing something so beautiful and sweet as this. This is too be cherished. Good work. Leftyiam123 lovely story.

[Nima M]

So sad. I like this story. it was a little confusing at first, you used past tense, then the present tense. Other than that It was really nice. And sad.

[Nicole]

A good use of style for the speech of the little girl. :) A story with a beautiful metaphor.

[Becky Clancy]

Wow, you can certainly write o.o I thought that your story was really good, I really like the theme and the plot of your story (: I can't wait to read more of your stories when I get the chance ^_^b

[Jasmine Thousand]

I like it, it's really interesting. The dialogue was no problem, but not having little sister I can't tell you if she's forming too many sentences... LOL Dragon shall help with that. :)

I thought the idea was amazing. Will this be continued?: I hope so!!! :D

[Desiree B.]

I love the concept of your story! I am not sure if you were planning to do this but I think you should keep writing it and see where it takes you. Nice writing!

[~Dragon X]

Very pretty dialogue! :D So the crowd about the scene don't seem to pay any mind that she carries a sedative and doesn't look to be qualified as a medical doctor at all...? XD Also, the girl seems to be talking like my little sister, who's 5 or 6. She couldn't form complete sentences like "who am I" when she was three :3 Was she turned into glass? Or was she originally glass? :O Other than that, it's a very dramatic write; keep it up! :D

[Ami N.]

Whoa. I started off the story thinking of something else and ended it with a completely different idea. Excellently written! I loved how you included dialogue, it made it seem so real. Great write!