The Heaven Affair

Soul Thread

"Come on!" Tiffany laughed, she was running across the boardwalk as fast as she could. 

"Slow down!" Willow yelled, speeding up. Her long black hair flew up like a cape around her. "My legs are shorter! Stop it!"

Tiffany kept laughing. She was a track star. She should have known Willow couldn't keep up. 

It was starting to rain now. Lightning flashed and thunder roared. This didn't slow Willow. This time she would win, she was starting to gain on Tiffany. 

So close. She was so close. 

Willow moved her legs even faster, this was it, the day she finally bested Tiffany! 

She passed Tiffany, she was flying! She saw Tiffany's look of surprise as she passed by. She had won, but now she was almost going too fast. She reached out to touch the metal pole in front of her.

The shock was excruciating. 

Willow screamed, it felt like she was being ripped apart. Then she saw the boy with the blue hair. 

She could hear the doctors yelling as she was wheeled through the emergency room. The beeping, the shocking. 

The boy with the blue hair never left her side, although now he looked more like a girl. 

He or she looked down at her with a kind of sympathy. 

"It's time to go." He said softly, reaching out a hand. 

Suddenly a man had come running into the room, he shoved past doctors and held out his arm. It had a symbol tattooed on it. 

The blue haired figure disappeared. 

The man leaned towards her. Her eyes grew heavy...

Pain lanced through her chest. 

Willow yelped as she sat up. She was in her bed like she always was. She was safe. The accident had happened a long time ago.

So had her normal life.

Willow slowly dragged herself out of bed and over to the mirror. She was still there. All of her. Long dark hair, gray eyes instead of blue now. She reached over and placed her violet framed glasses on her nose.

She wasn't fading. Not yet. 

It was late. She had to hurry if she was going to get to work on time. 

Stumbling over herself Willow pulled on a purple skirt and the blue dress shirt with the nametag. 

Just her first name. Always first names. 

The halls were quiet today. Usually the basilisk would be awake by now. It didn't matter. She had to work the front desk. 

Willow scrambled over the desk, (less gracefully then she would have liked) and settled down in the chair. 

Someone, either Henry or Eddie had already unlocked the doors. If any business was going to come, it would come now. 

The sign on the front of the building read Mirstone Animal Hospital. Mirstone was a small, almost invisible town a little ways out of Oregon. It wasn't on a map, and hardly anyone came at all. 

But if you were looking for Mirstone, you would find it. 

Willow looked over at the clock. It was rare that they ever got regular animals here. Everything kept in this place was a little more...exotic.