Watch as light fades and darkness rises. People dying in the arms of loved ones. YOU WILL JOIN THEM!

Waking in shock, I shoot up out of my bed. I panted the fear gulped me down. I ran my hand through my aqua hair. I looked around and I fell back onto my bed. I've been having strange dreams and I end up waking in fear. I looked at the mirror in my room and I looked like shit.

Then I touched the cold glass and shivered the way it felt under my hand. I looked at my reflection and it had orange eyes. I wondered why, but I shook it off. I went back to bed enjoying the comfort and I slept.

:Next Morning:

I woke up and yawned. It was Saturday so I promised my friend Jim we would go to the Duel Monsters Museum. I got dressed. I wore my baggy jeans and my black shirt and a black hat and wore it backwards. I wore my black sneakers and walked down stairs and I smiled at my sister, Jessie. She is only 13. I'm 15. She smiled at me and I walked to Jim's house.

I was walking, and I looked at a mirror. I saw my eyes were orange again. I stared, my reflection growled and hit me and when I looked back and my eyes were emerald and I had a bruise on my cheek.

Great, I thought. Mom gonna freak when she sees my bruised cheek. I sighed and continued to walk to Jim's house. He smiled and opened the door. We talked and headed to the DMM (Duel Monster Museum).

"Man, I got a killer headache," I said.

"I wonder why, Johan. You get them all the time," Jim said.

"I don't know why. I wish I did though," I said.

"I do too. Its annoying when you complain," Jims aid laughing.

"Jerk," I said and shoved him playfully.

We laughed and we arrived at Museum. I looked at all the cards and they were neat. I went to the Crystal Beasts. My favorite. I look and a boy looked at me and glared. I thought that was weird. I looked away and began to enjoy seeing the cards.

Then Jim walked to me and We went home and when I did, into the mirror and my image looked weird. It was nice to go somewhere with a friend. We went home and when I did I looked into the mirror and my image looked weirder. I had orange eyes with blood on my hands and I was wearing black combat boots and a black shirt with a black set of jeans and I was thin and older.

I blinked and I was me. It was weird. I sighed and got in the shower. I let the water hit my skin and I relaxed. It was really nice. My mom came in and saw me reading my book. She smiled and left.

I got up and looked into the mirror to see myself. It wasn't me though…. I stared and then his eyes ripped through me like he was a knife and I was his victim. I gulped and whimpered softly the pain was horrible. Then he whispered from his mirror.

"I will end your life…"

I shivered at the words. I could have swore he was smirking. I looked and he was smirking. He made me look at him and his hands wrapped around my neck and I screamed and when mom came up stairs I was on the floor panting. She held me and I coughed. My neck hurt. I let my thought sting and I fell asleep in my mothers arms thinking of the boy in the mirror.

I was in my dream world and I saw all black. I looked and the boy form the mirror was there and he kissed me! Gross! I wanted to kick him off but I felt I was enjoying it. I moaned and he pinned me to the floor kissing me. I moaned and opened my mouth as he roamed it so softly I felt like heaven had taken me away.

He broke the kiss and stared into my eyes. I felt like he had me in his control. He kissed me again and licked my lips. I moaned and opened my mouth letting him roam my mouth. I moaned and he rubbed my back when he pulled me closer to him. I couldn't help my self and I wrapped my arms around his neck and he pulled away and whispered to me.

"I will end you….but you will start a new life as me….." he said to me.

I still shivered at his words. He stared at me and I closed my eyes and I woke up panting. I held my throat I was shivering badly. I looked at the mirror and I covered it. I was tired of looking at it. I laid down and slept and no dreams woke me. Waking up at midnight is good and bad. Good cause I could do things because everyone was asleep and bad cause I can't sleep.

I looked at the covered mirror. I didn't want to ever uncover it but it felt like I had no choice but to uncover it. I lifted the blanket and stared into the mirror. Seeing the boy again. He growled and wrapped his hands again around my throat choking me. I gasped for air and it was getting really hard to breathe. I felt my eyes close and he let me go.

He growled and kicked me. I gasped in pain and he kicked me again. He smirked and stared at my bleeding form. I coughed. He stared at me. I looked up. My eyes tried to stay open, but it was getting hard to stay awake. My body was in horrible pain. I couldn't move. I allowed my eyes to close and he stared at me before I closed my eyes, falling into the darkness of sleep.

I woke up to his dark evil eyes were staring at me. He just stared and I whimpered. He came down close to my ear and whispered.

"Die…. Die and let the darkness flames consume you…"

"Why are you doing this to me?" I asked.

"Die…. Die and let the darkness flames consume you…"

Johan whimpered. He hated pain and this boy was full of nothing but torture and pain. He kicked me again breaking my ribs. I screamed in utter pain he just stood there and I saw wild smirk played a cross his lips.

I looked away and he grabbed my chin. He stared into my eyes and I felt that damn trance again and I was in it. Goddamn! Was the last thing I thought before his lips meet mine. He kissed them softly and I kissed back. He was acting like he never hurt me.

His hand ran down my broken ribs and I whimpered in pain. He smirked and continued to cause my body pain, but I still moaned for him. He continued his torture on me and I started crying the pain was horrible. He stared at my crystal tears and he kissed them away like a true lover.

I stared at him and he kissed my neck. I moaned softly. Was he trying to rape me? He ran his hand up my shirt but his hand was under my shirt rubbing my bare chest. I moaned again. He kisses me softly and I kissed back. Then my mom opened my door and he was gone and I was crying.

She held me and I yelped when she touched my broken ribs. She took me to a hospital. No mirrors. I sighed in bliss so happy I was away from that horrible mirror. I looked around the white room. It was weird. So quiet and peaceful….. I looked at the door and I saw something I couldn't believe.