Fire

Chapter 12

~Stephanie's POV~

I wake up in a white room, well more like space. I don't see any walls or ceiling. Or maybe it's so white that I'm just seeing things.

"Hello," I call out, "Luc!"

No one answers.

"I really hate being ignored, there has to be someone here," I yell again.

No one answers.

I guess no one really is here.

Then I see a mirror appear in the corner of my eye. I get up and stand in front of it.

I see my bright blue eyes staring back at me, my dark brown straight hair, almost pale skin, white tunic with a huge red stain in it.

I touch the stain and realize its blood. Then I remember what happened. Ares holding me still while Zeus stabbed me. I hate him so much, I thought people from Olympus were supposed to be good.

But the last thing I actually remember is Luc telling me we would be happy when I live. I knew I would die, that sword Zeus stabbed me with keeps demons from healing and releases a deadly poison into our blood stream.

I walk the room a couple times until Myers start to hurt.

I fall on the ground and put my back against a wall, surprisingly I don't fall into some white abyss.

"Someone answer me," I yell.

Then a woman appears. Her hair is white, her skin pale, her eyes cloudy, and she's wearing a white dress with different shades of white designs. There is a silver head accessory in her hair making her look like one of those Indian godesses.

"Hello my child," she says, her voice sounding like she's lived since the beginning of time.

"Who are you," I ask, she's giving off a bad vibe. It's truly terrifying, and I don't get scared easily.

"I am the spirit Goddess," she says, "and you're Stephanie Luna."

"Where am I," I ask.

"You are in the spirit realm, this is where I choose who lives on earth as a ghost for eternity or who passes on," she says.

"I guess I'll get the bad option, right," my shoulders slump.

"No, you will live on Stephanie Luna," she floats down in front of me.

"Then what am I doing here," I ask.

"You are here so I can tell you the big news " she pauses, "Zeus stabbed you with a special sword, it's used to turn demons into angels," she says.

"So I'm an angel now," I grimace, "that's disgusting," I mumble.

"No, you are half angel half demon," she says, "the sword didn't go in deep enough."

I try to process this, "this is bad," I say.

"Do not worry, nothing will change but your true appearance," she says.

"But Luc won't love me anymore," I say, covering my face with my hands.

"Look," she says.

I uncover my face and look up to see a girl with long black hair, very pale skin, electric looking blue eyes, and ruby red lips. I gasp when I realize I'm looking at myself in a mirror.

"I look...beautiful," I breath out.

"If he can't love this form, then he doesn't love you at all," she says as the mirror disappears.