Chapter Four: Smashing Mirrors and Paralysis

The dreams were mostly just confusing jumbles of sound and light. They held so many emotions, ranging from euphoria to deep depressions. Though, the dreams that I could remember, the ones that actually made sense, chilled me to the core.

DREAM

There was a large oval mirror in front of me. It looked very old and a bit iced over. There were flowers and vines crafter into the woodwork of the border that was painted in varying hues of blues and shades of purple. Over all it was very beautiful. I looked into the mirror and saw a fuzzy reflection of myself…at first. But as I kept staring at my self I noticed things changing; becoming clearer.

I looked so beautiful in the mirror. My mahogany hair had long, glossy, spiral curls now in place of the dull lose waves it usually held. My pale skin now looked white and the features on my face were acute yet rounded at the same time. It's so hard to explain. I guess I almost looked…elf like?

It was a sickly sort of beauty though, like I was too pretty. I was, literally, the image of physical perfection. There wasn't a trace of fat on my body and I was blemish free. I looked stunning but there was something else; something beyond the inhuman beauty. Looking at myself in the mirror disturbed me. I looked…dangerous. The way my reflection held it's self made me look like a predator stalking its prey. I looked like a tiger about to pounce. My reflection in the mirror stared at me intently with dark, menacing eyes. She lifted her lip ever-so-slightly and snarled at me.

"You will feel it soon," She said to me. "and when you do you won't be able to resist."

I just stared at the reflection in the mirror. What the hell was she ( I?) talking about. "Umm…what?" I asked.

"I am what you are going to become" she replied. "If you don't control your self…you could kill someone…you could kill Bella."

"No!" I yelled. That would not happen. I could never kill someone; it wasn't possible. And, I could never kill Bella! She was my sister!!!! "That would never happen. I would never…" I couldn't finish.

My reflection laughed at me. That gave me a chill. She (I?) sounded demonic. "Oh but you will." She said and leaned closer so she was almost touching her side of the mirror. I could see the rims of her irises were out lined in red; I flinched away. "And you will enjoy it." She whispered.

"LIAR!!!" I screamed and plunged my fist into the mirror. My reflection screamed and disappeared. I pulled my bloody fist out and attempted to take the glass out of my hand. I looked back at the mirror but this time the only reflection I could see in the broken mirror was my own. The monster was gone but in its place came the blood. My hand could not stoop bleeding…

DREAM

I was running quite fast. The trees were whizzing by me in a wet green blur. Something was chasing me; a silver/grayish blur beside me. The awful stench in the air combined with the pouring rain made it hard to think. The air smelled like wet dog but, also like something else, something like freesia. I kept running. Whatever was chasing me had the intent to kill.

Eventually I reached a clearing and turned around to face the thing that was hunting me. My jaw dropped. A….wolf? Seriously? It growled at me. "No!" he screamed. I turned my head and stared at him with wide eyes. The boy who saved me, it was him.

His eyes had the intent to kill too, but he wasn't looking at me. His special glare was just for the wolf. He was running towards us. The wolf let out an ear splitting howl and jumped at me. The boy tackled the wolf in midair. I just stood there, the wind whipping my wet hair around my face.

I couldn't move, my mind had gone into lock down mode, like I was in a coma. I was fully aware of my surroundings, though. I could feel the cold wind on my skin and I could see and hear the boy fighting the wolf, but I couldn't do any thing about it. I fought against it with all of my strength but no matter what I tried to do I still couldn't move. All I could do was stand there and watch them fight to the death. The wolf struck at the boy's stomach and he screamed in agony. I snapped out of my coma.

Every thing felt like it was in slow motion now. He was bleeding, badly. The wolf had torn at his abdomen, leaving a deep gash. I ran to him but I couldn't get there fast enough. "Get out of here Tayla!" he screamed at me. I kept running but stopped when I was about three feet away from them. I could see every thing so clearly now but, again, I couldn't move. It was like some invisible force had me paralyzed. It was pure torcher. I saw every thing, every move made and every hit taken but I was helpless to do anything about it.

Finally the wolf lunged at him again but this time it barely caught the side of his face. The boy quickly counter reacted by pushing the wolf back in to the trees. There was a loud CRUNCH! sound from the trees. The boy turned around to face me.

His face, tired and bloody as it was, was still inhumanly beautiful. He had perfect features framed by locks of straight black hair with bright golden eyes. I felt like he was searching for something in my eyes, he stare was so intense. He started walking to me and soon he was close enough that I could see greenish flecks in the gold in his eyes. (A/N I kinda stole this idea from Godchild but NO it does not mean the same thing! Just f.y.i) "Why didn't you leave?" the boy asked. I just stood there like and idiot, staring and him with a blank and slightly awed expression. He amazed me.

I continued staring at him until I noticed the wolf rushing at us from behind him. It was a different wolf; this one was a russet brown. "MOVE!" I screamed as I pushed the boy out of the way. I caught the wolf head on and fell back wards as it tackled me to the ground. The last thing I remembered seeing were the wolf's eyes. They

looked……remorseful?

END DREAM

The rest of my dreams didn't really make sense; they were just blurs of light and sound. When the dreams ended the pain started up again. I faintly remember screaming through it while someone held my hand and whispered in my ear. But, finally, it all ended. The next time I opened my eyes I felt the hunger…