Through The Mirror

Chapter 13

"My mom was worried, do you know when I could go back?"
"Amara. I'm sorry, but you can't go back to your world. You would die, you can't leave." James said with a sad look on his face.
"So that's what you meant by I'm kind of alive."
"Yeah. I'm really sorry, I couldn't just let you die."
"I'll never be able to leave here?" I said with fear I would never get to see my mom again.
"You can travel between worlds, but you have to become a demon first."

James looked miserable. He was so torn apart that I had to stay here and couldn't go home. It's like he could tell exactly how I was feeling. I have to become a demon? I don't want to torture people. I know what it's like to be tortured. All of the people that called me emo, worthless, dark, it went on and on. I knew what it was like and I didn't want to do the same to other people. Even if it is in a different form of torture, it's not right. I don't want to hurt anyone.

"Do I have a choice?" I asked sadly.
"I'm not sure, I don't think that Mr. Dee would let you stay here if you don't. You may not know, but everyone here is a demon that once roamed the earth."
"Who is Mr. Dee?"
"He's the ruler here, kind of like how you have a president. His name isn't to be shared with anyone that isn't a citizen of the Mirror World so we call him Mr. Dee."
"May I meet Mr. Dee? I asked.
"He actually wanted to see you once I brought you here, but I'm not sure if you're ready to meet him."
"Take me to Mr. Dee." I demanded.

     We walk down a dark hallway, it's very hot and you can hear little voices calling out. I can't exactly make out what they are saying. James leads me into an enormous room, almost the size of a stadium. Flames surrounding the walls and in the very center of the room lies a thrown-like chair. The chair is facing the other direction, but he somehow knows that I'm here.

"Hello Amara, I have been awaiting you," He says and I walk in front of him, "I see that James has saved your life. Which may be a problem if you don't wish to stay with us."
"I don't want to become a demon." I said coldly.
"You have 24 hours to decide if you will become one of us, or you will simply turn into dust and fade away. You need the Stamp of Loyalty to remain alive."
"I'll think about it." My voice cracked.

     I walk down the hallway back out to the streets. Maybe I could actually be wanted here. Maybe I don't have to torture anyone, it could just be a label. I won't ever know for sure. I either have a choice of fading away or becoming a demon, not knowing what my future holds. I could be with Sarah and James, maybe get to know more people. It hurts I had to leave behind the ones at home. I never knew I actually cared, but I guess I do. I didn't even get to say goodbye.