My Worst Fear

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It was around 1 a.m. and I wash wandering Master's mansion. I went down many hallways, looked in many doors.

I had my hoodie off, my mask was around my neck, and my weapons were waiting to be summoned. Navaeh only came when I needed help.

The mansion was silent, outside there was the faint noise of crickets chirping, but inside was quiet. Not even the sound of my footsteps could be heard. I was walking in complete darkness, but with my heightened eyesight, I could almost see perfectly.

Hanging on the hallway walls, were pictures of Master, and what seemed to be his family. The further I went down that corridor, the less the people smiled in the pictures. I got to the end of the corridor, and Jim was solo in the picture, and he wasn't smiling at all. His eyes were dull.

Something must have happened.

I shook my head, bringing myself out of my thoughts, and continued my exploration. My hands were locked behind my back as a walked.

I came across a room, which had a door different from all the others. By now I had made my way to the other side of the estate, and this side didn't look to be used, for it was rather dusty.

This door had a pure black door, that didn't seem to be painted. The other doors were normal, and brown. The door was open a crack, and a cold draft was coming from it. I stood standing there, feeling weird. I felt like I shouldn't enter this particular doo., and just leave it.

But, as you know, I'm very curious. I wanted to enter and find out what was in there, but something was keeping me from doing so.

That something being fear.

Fear. Something I hadn't felt in so long. After I was kicked from the Creepypasta house, I let go off most of the emotions I felt.

Again, I shake myself from my thoughts, and push the Black door open, and sauntered in.

Chills ran up my spine, but I ignored it and looked around.

The rooms walls were a gross color between yellow and white, and the wallpaper was literally peaking from the walls. The floor was tiled a white dull color making it look grey. There were no windows in the room, but there was.still light, but there were no lights on.

In the center of the room, was a shape, covered by a sheet. I walked over to it, and grabbed the sheet, then pulled it off.

The object, was a mirror. The rim of the mirror was pitch black, and has fancy carvings on it. It was rather dusty, so I wiped it away with my hand.

When my hand touched the mirrors glass, the mirror looked to make waves that looked like what happened when you touched the surface of water. I drew my hand back, slightly confused. Was I hallucinating? Most likely, I didn't get much sleep, I had to watch master.

I looked at the mirror again and looked at my reflection. I took a startled step back.

My reflection, was grinning. Her head was tilted down, but her eyes were locked on.mine and she had a twisted grin on her face. Her eyes were glowing red, with blue around the center.

She seemed to step forward, out of the mirror. I started to breath heavily, for I didn't know what was happening.

She reached both hands behind her back, and pulled out the battle axe and the sword.

I did the same. Navaeh. Come. Now.

Behind me, I felt a presence, but knew it was my faithful friend. She took one look at my grinning duplicate, and got into a fighting stance. I just stood there.

Is that what I look like when I'm about to kill? Damn. I would shit myself.

The duplicate and I lunged at the same time, meeting in the air, and clashing. Navaeh waited for her turn.

Our clashes cancelled each other out and we jumped away from each other. I landed on my feet, but skidded back a little. She followed suit.

Navaeh jumped in, and clash with my doppelganger. She managed to get a few hits in, but she got slammed into the wall. I jumped in between them when doppelganger advanced on Navaeh.

"Don't touch her."

My doppelganger grinned and laughed in my face. She took a step backwards a and her weapons disappeared. She then turned into my old Beast form. I cringed at the sight of my old self.

I never wanted to he reminded of my past.

She spread out her darkened arms and laughed, mocking me. "You are so weak, Beast. You hold on to your petty emotions, and you become to attached to people too quickly. You can't run from your insanity. You can't run from your past." She pointed to herself.

"Why don't you just let it go? You could rule. You could become what you're meant to be. You will rule, over everything. Just. Let. Go." She days, stepping closer. My white hair is obscuring my face, and she can't see my expression.

But, I'm grinning. I lift up my head, showing my large Cheshire cat grin. I swing my axe at her, and it cuts through her. She stumbles back.

My grin doesn't drop from my face, and I can tell my eyes are glowing.I laugh, humorlessly. "You're correct. I can't run. I know I'm insane, I've accepted that. But, I can delay."

I swing at her, with impressive speed, and she tries to block my attacks. She's taking several steps backwards. I continue to grin.

She trips up by trying to sidestep my axe, but I cut into her. Black blood swirls out of her, looking like shadows. She screams, and disappears in a puff of smoke.

My grin drops, and my face holds a serious expression. I take a few steps towards the mirror and study it.

There is writing on the top. I can tell it's in creepypasta language. I read it.

'The Fear Mirror. One touch brings out your worst fear, and makes you face it.

Created by Seedeater.'

I look towards the Dior, thinking about Master. "How did you get this..." I murmured. I look to were Navaeh was previously, but she's gone. I was left to my thoughts.

*

I wander back to my Master's room, and I wait for him to awaken. I still was very confused as to how he had gotten the Fear Mirror in his possession.

Master woke up, sat up and stretched his arms above his head. I had picked out a outfit for him, when I entered his room.

(Outfit in Comments. Also what he looks like, disregard his previous characterization....my attempt to would smart..)

Master, good morning. Breakfast is downstairs, and I have your outfit. Also, a girl named Eliza called, and said she was coming over, at 5:00." I say, bowing. He groans, and falls back into bed. I grin a little.

"Am I sensing annoyance?"

He groans again, but I can tell he's grinning. He stands up, revealing himself in just boxers.

Damn. He was fine~.

But, I kept a straight face. I handed him his outfit, but just looked at me. I raise an eyebrow.

"I want you to dress me." He says, trying to hide a smirk.

I nod, and dress him, showing no emotion. When I was finished, he poured, probably at my lack of emotions.

I stand up, and walk towards the door. I stop in front of it, without turning around. "Master. Later if you do not mind, I have a few questions." I leave the room and go downstairs.

How and why did he have the Fear Mirror?

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