The Fallen Apostle

{Chapter 1}

There it was, a girl staring back at me. I reached out to my reflection as the water rippled and distorted the image. As the water stabilized the image of the girl was gone and was replaced by something white and round. It had no nose, no mouth, nor eyes.
"Do you like me?" whispered the faceless girl.
Surprised, I jumped back and away from the water as the faceless girl came out of the water. She had beautiful navy hair and was wearing a blinding white robe with golden arm bands and belt.
"Do I look beautiful?" the girl asked again as she walks closer towards me.

I wanted to run away. But my legs wouldn't move. My arms wouldn't respond. Nothing could come out of my mouth.
Was I scared? I don't know.
The girl was coming even closer.
"STAY AWAY!" I tried to scream. But nothing came out. My eyes were wide with fear as the girl bent down over me.
"Are you afraid of me?" she asks again grabbing my shoulders as she leans in closer.
"Stop... Stop it... STOP IT!!!"

Jumping up instantly I could hear my breath puffing and huffing as I looked around the room to find the girl.
She was gone.
Getting out of the bed, I headed towards the bathroom to wash my face. As I walked into the bathroom I could feel my legs starting to shake and my hands starting to tremble. Looking into the mirror, a feeling of panic spreaded throughout my whole body. I wanted to scream again.
But I didn't.
As I reminded myself that the girl in the mirror wasn't the same girl from my dreams. It was me.

"TESSSSYYYYYY" burst in Marcus making me jump.
"MAY I PLEASE-"
"No" I snapped spinning around and showing my back to him knowing what he would say. It was the same thing every morning. Marcus would just burst into my room or the bathroom screaming my name. Then he would ask to look at my face... a face that I didn't have.
"Oh come on Tessy! I've already seen what 'IT' looks like" he complains as he runs up to me trying to get a glimpse of my face as I turn this way and that, hiding it from him.

"MARCUS. STOP." I yelled as I sprint out of the bathroom
"Its amazing how you can still talk, see and smell without a face" he sighs behind me as I enter back into my room slaming the door with a loud bang. I stared at the oval mirror that was almost the size of me. I continued to stare at the mirror until Marcus starts yelling from outside of my door.
"TESSY! WE GOT ANOTHER APPOINTMENT TODAY!"
I didn't reply to him. I just simply sighed and walked to my wardrobe.
Opening the wardrobe I could feel some masks falling onto me. My wardrobe was filled with masks. There are pink ones, black ones, white ones, strippy ones, but most of them have nice cool or beautiful patterns.
I picked a black mask that had dark blue patterns and navy laces and a long sleeved short black dress with a black belt to show my curves... or waist, black stockings and a pair of black boots. Brushing off the dust and straightening the dress I looked back at the mirror. I stared at it for awhile, stuck in thought as if I had forgotten something.
Sighing I walked over to bed and lifted up the mattress. Feeling under the mattress trying to find them.
I felt the hilt of my blade and the trigger of my pistol, but I was missing the whip. Pulling out the dagger and pistol I lifted the mattress even higher, finding the whip on the far side of the bed. Reaching for the whip I heard another three knocks on my door.
"Hurry up Tessy! We're waiting for you." calls Marcus as I grab the whip by the end and pull it out.
Quickly but carefully, I buckled the whip under the dress on my left thigh where it can't be seen and the same to the pistol and dagger onto my other thigh.

As I run to the door of the bedroom I stop at the mirror to adjust my mask and fix my short navy hair as it still looked like I just woke up from bed and didn't even bother to brush it.
"Right." I whispered to myself scanning to room seeing if there was anything else I needed. Nothing. I was good to go.

Heading down the stairs I could hear Marcus's discussing to the customers. As they came into my view I could see that the customers belonged to the noble family. They were wearing their posh shoes and black tuxedo's with their little neck ties and swept back hair.
Standing behind Marcus, I gave him a little tap on the shoulders to tell him that I was there. He looked up at me with his sky blue eyes as if he was using them to talk to me.

"AHEM" coughed one of the noble men. He was pretty good looking for a noble. He had black hair and a distinctively cold look in his eyes. Hot.
"Ah right! I'm very sorry for that. This is Tesla Rosenfold. My aquaintance." apologizes Marcus as I greet them with a nod.
"My apologies m'lady. I am Jester Martinez and this is my butler. Raven Walker." introduces the fairly old man as he points to the gentlemen that I was judging. Jester had brown hair with a few strands of grey and a nice calm look on his face. Almost as if he was giving me a hug. But he wasn't. Of course.
Marcus leans over the table with his hands together infront of him.

"Well lets get started"