The Possession

"Can you believe this? We are actually in Mighty Med's basement organizing top secret files and other important items." I exclaimed as Kaz and I entered the door leading to our destination. I looked around my face probably glowing with excitement because I sure felt it!

"Yeah, how fun to clean old pieces of paper we are not supposed to read." Kaz responded, sarcasm covered his voice, as he looked at me and then back to the dusty shelves ahead.

"And if so we'll get cubed and/or our memory erased," I was still full of excitement, my face annoying Kaz, for he turned around and looked at me. He lifted his hand and smacked the back of my head. "Ow!"

"You totally deserved it." He walked to the shelves and read the labels, "Whoa look more action figures of real villains." He smiled and pulled one out of the box, "Awesome Womancondra, she feels all scaly."

I looked at him and then ignored him while he began to make her make out with another figure. "Kaz we are here to work, so stop making them make out." I grabbed a box labeled 'Top Secret' and pulled out a couple of binders in it. "If this was so top secret why did Horace give us this job?" I organized some, "He must really trust us."

"Or he wants us cubed." My best friend replied and put the box back, he came to me and looked at the binders, "Tecton's lair dude, we have to open and read that. I can finally send him fan letters anonymously! Last time I gave one to him face-to-face he backed away." He reached for it.

I pulled it away, "No don't Kaz things up. We'll get cubed and/or memory erased." I put the binders back in the box and walked back to the shelves. "How about I work on the organizing and you just play with the villains?"

"Not work and still get paid, you have my full attention. Deal my friend." He shook my now outstretched hand and left to go do his duty. I smiled and headed to explore the basement finding even more boxes, "Oh my god, there is a lot. Why did I say I'll do Kaz's work?"

I looked back at Kaz and he was missing. "Kaz," I looked around and said his name several more times. "Kaz where are you?" I walked around and I saw him near this one shelf that looked abandoned and rusty. It held only one item: a mirror. The mirror had a white luminescent glow and red gems stuck on it. The mirror was placed in a glass case, a thick probably bulletproof glass case.

Kaz was facing towards it, his back against me, "Kaz?" His fingers moved slowly as if hesitating to grab it. His head was twitching and his legs began to shake rapidly, I snapped out of just looking to running to him. As I was running everything just stopped, I blinked and when I opened my eyes I was right next to him. He looked at me his face full of confusion.

"Oliver I didn't hear you coming?" Kaz gave that goofy grin, "I can explain why I'm here instead of there." He pointed to the other shelves, "Actually I can't." He looked down and then shifted his eyes to the mirror.

"Never mind that Kaz, are you okay? You were twitching just now," I said and poked him for he can give me his full attention. Yet that did not work for all he did was ignore me. Then when I turned him around he smacked the back of my head again. "Hey!"

"Oliver don't you see I'm busy? He's talking right now." My friend said and totally confused me. He then covered his mouth with his hands. "I said nothing." He turned back. I began to worry and decided that it was time to go back upstairs. I grabbed his arm and pulled him along away from it. He struggled in my grasp; he would've gotten away if he didn't give up. "Let go dude," he pushed me rather harshly and I fell to the floor. I totally did not whine completely and looked at him.

"Dude I'm so sorry," He threw his arm out and used his hand to grab mine. I grabbed it and he brought me up. "I don't know what came over me."

"It's okay Kaz but I think we should go back upstairs before anything else happens." I said rubbing my butt; he looked so astonished when he picked me up after what he did. He nodded and I turned to head out of the dark and cold space that contained this abandoned shelf.

I followed Oliver out of the basement, but before I could I had to get the mirror. When he disappeared from sight I ran back to the shelf and looked at the layered glass. I knocked on it and felt how hard it actually was to break. "I stand no chance to open this." Suddenly I heard these to quit whispers; I looked around and noticed that Oliver wasn't there. "Oliver?" No one was there with me. I heard another light voice and suddenly recognized a word.

"Aperi vitrum," I said and noticed the glass beginning to crack. A piece on an edge of four corners cracked completely. "Aperi vitrum" and the whole box fell apart. I grabbed the mirror fast and left to the front where Oliver was packing. I thought fast and hid the mirror near in an open crate.

"Kaz come on," He carried a box and looked at me. "Get that crate next to you for Horace needs them." And he headed up some stairs when I caught up to him he was on the top motioning me to come.

"I'm coming." I held the crate and followed him up the stairs. I looked down at the mirror and felt my breath being taken away.