The NexttGenns Trilogy: Season 1: THE CORRUPTION SERIES

The Cresterix|| 14 | Chaos|| The Beginning

Traple's POV

I looked into the mirror. I had a twin sister and brother now, Lople and Boxtrip. I frowned. "Why couldn't it just be me?" I grumbled. I crumpled my hands into fists as my anger rose. I growled. " Mother always favors them over me!" I threw my fists at the mirror's surface. As I hit, My hands hurt, but the glass was intact. I slid down to the ground, facing the mirror. I showed my teeth to my reflection, all pointed and sharp, as tears slid down my cheeks. My anger suddenly subsided as realization flooded my body. My teeth aren't pointed.. I blinked and looked up into my eyes; they were different,- Instead of the bright purple irises I was use to, I was met with  black scleras surrounding white irises. I stumbled backwards, screaming. The reflection had changed to a white fox-rabbit Cytronic, with grey fur splitting down the center of her face- almost like mine; but where I was green, she was white, and where I was white, she was light  grey. Her hair was split at the top by color, dramatically spiking down; the right being black, and the left being a dark purple. Her grey and dark grey rabbit ear was jagged and pointed, off to her right, and had three ring earrings spread out between spikes. Her light grey fox ear, off to her left, was spiked only with the fur curvature, and had two ring earrings, also spread between spikes.

She had a dark red circle below her right eye, like mine; but there was an X stitched into the center of it. She had black scars on her eyes; one from top to bottom on the side of her right eye, and another one on her left. She had stitches horizontally in the center above  and below her right eye, and a vertical one next to it. There was another vertical stitching on her left eye, almost symmetrical to the right.  She had a big black scar over her left eye. Her left face marking was a horizontal line stitched into her fur, with a kind of W shape going across it.

She had a yellow-green collar, that had a dark grey speaker in the center. Below that was her white chest, fur like mine, but it was dark yellow. Her stomach area was shredded to show metal sheeting- same thing with her arms below her shoulders,- and met the shredded grey fur of her torso. Behind her, was a black and white fox-rabbit tail. Her feet were black as ash, that spiked up to her knees.

"Hello." She said. I blinked, tears still flowing out of my eyes.

"Wh-who-who are you?" I stammered. She simply grinned. "My name is no longer in my memory, my dear. But you may call me Mischief." She said. I watched in awe as she stepped out of the mirror. Mischief raised her hand in the air, and a cloth appeared from nothing. She handed it to me. "Here, dry your eyes."
I bit my lip, and hesitated. She blinked. "If you're thinking I'm dangerous, you have nothing to worry about; I don't want to hurt you, Traple." She said. I glanced towards the door. "How do you know my name?" I asked. Mischief giggled. " That's not important right now."
I took the cloth from her and wiped my tears away.
When I finished, she held out her hand for it, and I hesitated again. She snapped her fingers and the cloth dissipated into nothing. I sniffled a bit. "Why are you here?"  I asked. Mischief bit her lip. She conjured a hammock, and hopped into it, floating in mid-air. She swung to and fro in it. "I-" She glanced to the side. "..wanted to hang out with you!" She grinned, strangely. I blinked twice. "Are you lying?" I asked. Her eyes widened briefly. "What?" She shook her head. "Pff! No.." I stood. "Mischief, what are you not telling me?"

She puffed out a breath. "Fine. I didn't want to come off as rude, but.." She inhaled, almost nervously. "I need something from you, Trap."

I took a step back. "L-like what?" Mischief just looked me up and down. "I- its- just-.." She scoffed after a second. "I-I can't ask that of you, I'm sorry." The hammock disappeared and she knelt before me. I raised a brow, just staring at her. "Ask what of me..?"