Ninja Possession {Completed}

Chapter Twenty Three

A/N: Try not to hate me too much, alright?

The other side was cushioned by a snow bank, though Lizz almost hit Zane. Her head was spinning, and she was looking at everything upside down. Zane flipped her right-side-up, brushing snow off her gi, "Is everyone alright?"

Kai was beside himself, "What did we get ourselves into..."

Jay suddenly turned right around and flipped his way up the snowbank they'd just slid off of, "Guys! It's a maze! I'm great at mazes!"

"If being great means getting lost the quickest then yeah, you're the best there is," Lizz grumbled, glancing at the floor as she walked. She didn't notice that Kai had stopped walking, disappearing from beside her.

It was his girly gasp of surprise that made Lizz stop and look behind at him, "Oh! Whoa..." he moved and put both hands on the wall of ice in front of him, "If my reflection means anything... I'm starting to think we won't be breaking out of this maze anytime at all."

Zane did the same, walking to the nearest wall, "My reflection... is that me? I look older... but my attire is... different. I don't believe these reflections reveal our inability to escape, but a mere glimpse of our future selves."

Cole jumped on the bandwagon, moving towards a wall, too, "Misako said to move forward, don't look ahead. Is that what it means?" He looked away from Zane and at the ice sheet in front of him, and stopped dead, "Wait a minute... why can't I see my reflection? Where is my reflection?!"

"It's probably because you're a ghost," Kai reasoned.

Zane took Cole around the shoulders and took him over to where Kai stood, "Ghosts cast reflections, Kai. He was probably just looking in the wrong place."

"I am looking in the same place you are!" Cole snarked.

"Hey hey guys!" Jay called, "Guess what! I get an awesome eye patch!" Lizz tuned him and Cole's arguing out, finally gaining enough courage to look for her own reflection, expecting to see the worst scenario possible.

But what she saw was... her. She looked the same as she did now, maybe with a few added scars here and there across her face. She was watching two others fight, a... a teenage girl about her age and a... ghost. She yelled something and the fighting stopped.

She was training them...

Lizz let out a high pitched scream. Not because the unnamed teenage girl had sharpened teeth, or the blue and purple bruises that spread over Lizz's reflection's right shoulder and side, patterned in the shape of her ribs.

No, it was because the ghost in question -- a teenager with short black hair -- was talking with her as if they were friends. Laughing and smiling. The three walked towards where Lizz stood and stopped, almost as if posing for a picture, though they still moved a little here and there.

The boys ran over at her scream and Lizz began backing away, horrified that her future self would ever even look at a ghost and let it live, let alone treat one -- who wasn't Cole -- as an equal. "Lizz!" Jay was the nearest and so he was the first over, "What happened?! What did you see?!"

"G...G...Ghost..." she stuttered out, more from anger than fear.

"Ghost?!" the others had caught up and Cole furrowed his eyebrows, "You... You get turned--"

"No, God no!" she shook her head and started walking further into the maze, "No, just... Never mind."

No way she was ever going to be able to make nice with a ghost. It took her this long to get used to Cole! And... and who was that other girl? Long, ombre-bleached dark brown hair, basically, bright, mischievous, sky blue eyes... fangs...