Into the reflections

Prologue

Hello everyone! This is my first story and I hope you all enjoy, but before I get into it I just want to put it out there that the point of views will occasionally switch out between Alister and Delilah or lily or lilah as she may or may not be nicknamed in the future I honestly have not decided yet. Help decide? Yes? No? Alright ok never mind. Either way. And I'll try and make these as long as possible. Alright luvies please enjoy!

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When Alister Lovewick turned 18, his reflection left him. He did not know what was wrong with himself, and was scared and confused. He went to countless hospitals, and after that idea failed he even checked himself into a mental hospital in fear he'd gone absolutely bonkers. Well that worked until they kicked him out on account that there was "nothing wrong with mr. Lovewick's mind." But this was only the start of Alister's problems other then the fact that he would have to trust his gut wether he looked alright that day or not.

(Delilah's POV:)

Being the identical copy of someone with identical everything just to put the oblivious humans minds at ease has really gotten to me these past 300 years. this is my third human and I'm already annoyed by her. You'd think I would get used to it. Which I had up until melody. all she does is spend hours in front of the mirrors bragging to anyone that will listen about how "hot" she is. I say if she is so "hot" she should go jump into a lake or get some medicine for that. Honestly it could be a serious condition that needs to be checked out.

Yes I know what she means but it's a idiotic egotistical expression and i don't approve. Though who cares about my opinions. As Lenaz Rit from a few doors down tells me "no one, because your just a reflection of the people we sit behind the mirror for." Well I'll have you know Lena that my opinion did matter once upon a time back in the 1600's. I was a very respectable lady. With all the power and money in the world being the daughter of a lord.

But in all truth that was just a once upon a time. But I am a little important here in the world of reflections. I'll have her know I was the only chosen human to become a reflection instead of becoming an angel or shadow. But back to the 16 year old In front of me straitening her wavy brown hair, wearing a low cut black top she wore Matching with her black pencil skirt that barely covers her butt. To match she has death traps on her feet or 5 inch heels. And no this is not what she is wearing out to the club on a Saturday night, but school. All I have to say is that I'm tired of when ever there is a mirror in a room "melody" is in, I have be there too in a sense. unless she is just sitting down at a mirror we have to play back the exact same track. What does this mean you ask? The reflections have the power to tell the future. But of course our powers are limited, we only see what needs to be projected through the mirror or lake or what ever els needs to have a reflection bouncing off of it.

      In all truth it's almost like have your own acting role.But sometimes. Just sometimes, there will be one reflection who get sick and tired of being a double. His name was jarez. Jarez Mir. He broke 3 of the 5 rules reflections are taught.(or in my case given.)

1. Never talk to a human.

2. Never use your power to look for your own futures.

3. Always be prepared for a humans actions.

4. Never make your presence know while in a mirror.

5. Never, under any circumstances leave the world of reflections to go to earth.

Numbers one two and five. The three that are most frowned upon. But I can't put my shame upon him, he was the best of the best until I came around. being chosen for the first time to Become a reflection instead of angel. I quickly Became instant best friends with him.

              I described my adventures to him, in a way where he said my eyes would light up, and I would have this airy presence all around me. "Exquisite" he'd say. "So... Enticing." He'd drawl out the o longer then necessary. But I was smarter then thinking he was talking about me. I knew he'd been mesmerized by the home I once new. Of course he'd seen it through visions or the mirrors, but never had he felt what living meant. What it was to be in love. What it was to feel sorrow. But he wanted it. And he would do what ever it took to get it.

         Wanting to be trusted by the reflections I went to the head council telling them everything. Saying he needed to be watched just incase he would do anything. But of course Jerez was an elder and clearly not stupid. He went along with the rules for almost three hundred earth years after I had arrived. And it took me 50 of those to realize I was being used by him. After he realized I had ratted him out he became cold, and I saw his true colors. And for three hundred years he acted like nothing was wrong and the idea of the accusations against him were dismissed for they were unrealistic and even too silly for a "girl like me" to spu. I was furious but wanted to stay here so instead of making a scene, I watched him carefully. Every year he got more obsessed. It went under the radar of course but I new the truth.

     So jarez's last human. This is his journey. Alister lovewick was sixteen when jarez had enough. Jarez went through the mirror and onto the earth.