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You walk closer to the mirror, wanting to make absolutely sure that the wings belonged to you. You touch them gently, feeling them flinch at the touch of your cold hands. These wings were indeed yours. You scratch your head before letting your arm drop to the floor, suddenly feeling something sharp pricking the center of your hand. Looking under your hand reveals a stream of crystallized red gem, so long that it touched the floor. That gem wasn't there a few moments ago. You become curious, wondering if you caused the gem to appear. You throw your hand in front of you, the crystal shooting from your hand and smashing against the wall. You take a step back, unable to believe what was going on. After all this time, you weren't human? Walking further back caused you to walk into something, or someone. Turning around quickly you realize that you bumped into Jason. You begin to stutter, afraid once again and fearing for your life. At least this time you had something to protect yourself with.

" Now you see what kind of doll you are my dear " You nod slowly, knowing that he was right. You were indeed a doll, a doll he created. You fall to your knees with a loud thud and watch as Jason knells before you, wiping the tears from your eyes.

" Now now, don't cry my doll. I will protect you " You look up to meet the golden gaze of the toymaker, smiling gently before a large tool is swung in your direction. A sinister smile on Jason's face. You begin to back away, not knowing why Jason was attacking you. Had you angered him? You didn't think so but that didn't stop you trying to flee for your life. You reach for the doorknob, finding that it wouldn't turn and was frozen somehow. Your heart races faster and beats louder in your ears, the sound only broken by the sound of swinging metal as Jason makes his way closer to you with the blood covered instrument.

" Now then, lets test the powers that I locked away so long ago! " Jason swings the tool and throws it in your direction. Life seemed to slow down as you focused on the bloody blade. You reach your hand in front of you, shooting crystals at the tool, the crystals sticking to the tool and weighing it down, sending it crashing to the floor.

Jason's smirk widens and his eyes glow brighter. You were just glad to be alive and safe. You begin to pant and try to catch you breath as Jason chuckles slightly.

" Good my doll. There is room for improvement though " You knew that these new powers were going to be a thorn in your side and you sigh gently, not wanting Jason to hear you.

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