Shattered Mirror

Prologue

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Prologue

"Whats this?" Asks Violent.

"A gift from your dead parents." The slave raised the mirror with a shaky hand. She growled and hit him coldly. She grabbed the mirror from his weak hands. She looked at herself with a smirk. Brown hair was long and curled at the bottom. Her brown eyes full of power. Sweet, sweet power. Sadly, her pale skin never suited her powerful structure.

She took the mirror and walked to her huge room. She placed the mirror in a perfect place. Right by her balcony. She glanced at the window, but back at the mirror.

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"What!" Violent hissed.

"Your parents own the home. Your parents are dead. It's not your home." The man said with a calm face.

Violent gritted her teeth. Her anger going beyond normal.

"I'll have your head cut off!" She yelled. She summoned a sword and dash toward him, but a bullet went through her shoulder. She stopped right at his body.

"You'll have to get everything and move."

"What about my slaves?" Violent said.

"You will still have them. You'll just move to a house that isn't this one."

He mentioned to the mansion.

"But I grew up here! I just can't-"

He held up his hand.

"Hurry. Time is ticking."

Violent went over and slapped him hard in the face. The man fell to the floor with a thud. She kicked him a couple of times and stormed off to her room.

Once in there, she let all her anger out. She looked around for something to break. Her eyes locked onto the mirror. She grabbed the mirror and threw it to the floor. The glass shattered everywhere. The mirror slid across the floor and under her bed. Violent stormed out with the glass on the floor. Little did she know that someone was heading towards it in a different world.

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On the last day at her home. Violent all of a sudden had a urge to fix the mirror a feeling she never required before. She always wanted misery to whoever came in her path. Misery is the way of life and Violent is the perfect player in that game. Which, she isn't like her. She bent down and picked up the pieces. Yet, some of them were missing. Her slaves ran in and helped her carry the mirror to the new house.

"There." She said grumpily as she hanged up the mirror. But as soon as she did, she had an vision. A world much different than hers, she saw a rose bloom with bright red pedals, she children rolling down hills that was strangely green, she saw cities full of the hustle and bustle of people. Also, she saw people steal, kill, cheat, lie, and deceive. Two days of these calming, yet evil visions for poor little Violent.

"Stop it!" She yelled at the mirror like a madman." Just stop the wretched visions!" She grabbed the mirror with two strong hands. She gasped weakly." No." She whispered. She felt her soul leaving, but strange enough...another was taking her place. Then, Violent died. Her body was possessed by another.

"Oh so she's here?" Said a man in the shadows.

" Yes. The mirror did it's work perfectly."

The man laughed." So then. Let's begin."

And that is where everything started.

{Hey people reading this book! I really hoped you enjoyed the prologue of Shattered Mirror! A book that I am bursting with excitement about writing! Chapter 1 is going to be uploaded tomorrow (I already written it, so I just need to copy and paste it, but i got to check it). Please comment any feedback! Happy reading ~Moon}