"Where am I?" Sora asked and leaned against the wall of the room. She looked around at what looked like her own house.
"Why are we here?" Taichi asked. Sora took in a deep breath, startled from the close voice, and turned to see the boy, "Where is here?"
"Home," Sora answered shortly and started down the hallway. She got to the last door with a sign on the door that read, 'Yurika's Room'. Sora opened the door to see a three-year-old playing with some toys.
Taichi looked over Sora's shoulder as the girl turned around with a bright smile on her face. "Mommy! Want to play?"
Sora nodded. Without a word to Taichi or Yurika, she stepped forward and kneeled down, "What are you playing, Yuri-chan?"
"Who's that, mommy?" Yurika asked and stared at Taichi. Sora looked back at Taichi with a wary smile.
"This is a friend. His name is Taichi," Sora turned to Yurika with a geunine smile, "Taichi, this is my daughter, Yurika."
"Your daughter?" Taichi stammered, "But how?"
Sora continued to look at Yurika, "I left to Kyoto because I was pregnant. I had a boyfriend after Matt who.. he, he," Sora lowered her voice and looked at Tai, "he said he loved me and then he raped me."
"What?" Tai asked, angry at the person he'd never met. He glanced at the carefree girl then at Sora and felt guilty for not being there.
"And I believe it was your man in black," Sora stood up and walked over to Taichi. "I knew him as Yukito but he had that scar."
"I'm sorry I wasn't-"
"Taichi, it's alright. I left because I thought my life was ruined. I didn't want to bring anyone else into my mess." She glanced at Yurika, then back at Taichi, "But she is my life."
Taichi nodded, "Why are we here? Where are the others?"
"I saw somebody." Yurika said and looked up at the two. "Was he 'the others'?"
"What do you mean by that?" Sora asked with an edge in her voice. Yurika gave a puzzled look. "Who did you see?"
"He was outside. By the door." Yurika answered and jumped up when there was a knock on the door.
Sora raised her eyebrows and walked past Taichi and to the door. She opened it and looked out at the dreaded face. "Hello, Sora. Miss me?" Yukito smiled and started to walk in. Sora gasped and tried to slam the door but Yukito pushed open the door and Sora fell back with a cry.
"Sora!" Taichi called as he and Yurika ran out of the bedroom.
"Don't move, coward." Yukito hissed and raised his hand, paralyzing Taichi. Yurika ran to her fallen mother as Yukito grinned and picked up the girl, "Hello, daughter."
"Mommy!" Yurika screeched as she struggled against the man. Sora started to get up but with a flick of Yukito's hand, she was paralyzed in antagonizing position of desperation.
Yukito started through the door and looked back, "Have fun in the Mirrored World, lover."
Taichi's body fell to the floor and Sora fell into darkness as she watched Yurika disappear with her cries. When Sora woke up, she was sorrounded by images of herself. At least a dozen mirrors boxed her in but only one looked like her. The others had different emotions. Happy, mad, alone. "What is this?"
The Mirrored World…
The voice from nowhere but everywhere drifted off. Sora turned around quickly, searching for the enigma. Her replica did the same but the other images had their own reactions. "Who are you?"
The Mirror.. Mirror, Mirror on the wall, do you see at all?
Sora took a deep breath, turning slowly to study each image. She nodded at the replica, the only true mirror, and it nodded back. "Why am I here?"
You are here to see your life.. from each angle…
"From each angle..?" Sora drifted as one of the images caught her eye. She was sitting in a corner of an empty room, staring out of the window. "What do you mean?"
Each path you take leads to a different image.. What your life is.. And what your life could have been..
"Where is my daughter?" Sora yelled, her anger rising quickly from the riddles. "Where is Yukito?"
Oh where, oh where, could he be..
The voice had a sing-song tone to it. Sora glanced around at the mirrors, trying to understand its riddles. She shook her head, "I don't understand."
No, no, of course not.. Ask the questions in your mind..
"Do you know why we are here?"
We are here to find what we have lost..
Sora took in a deep breath and stared at the real mirror. Her reflection stared back, revealing nothing. "What have we lost?"
The voice did not respond.
"What have we lost, mirror?" Sora asked again, the persistence in her voice never fading. "Tell me!"
I cannot.. Just remember..
"I don't understand a word that you are saying!" Sora screamed at the mirror. "Remember what? What am I supposed to do?"
Pick a path…
All but three of the mirrors dimmed and Sora turned around to three doors.
Never… Did but did not.. Stayed.. Pick which path..
Sora looked at the three doors, "What do you mean by that?"
Pick a path you never took…
"Stayed." Sora pointed at the third door and walked over to the door. She glanced back at the last mirror- the real one- and opened the door and stepped through.
"Why are we here?" Taichi asked. Sora took in a deep breath, startled from the close voice, and turned to see the boy, "Where is here?"
"Home," Sora answered shortly and started down the hallway. She got to the last door with a sign on the door that read, 'Yurika's Room'. Sora opened the door to see a three-year-old playing with some toys.
Taichi looked over Sora's shoulder as the girl turned around with a bright smile on her face. "Mommy! Want to play?"
Sora nodded. Without a word to Taichi or Yurika, she stepped forward and kneeled down, "What are you playing, Yuri-chan?"
"Who's that, mommy?" Yurika asked and stared at Taichi. Sora looked back at Taichi with a wary smile.
"This is a friend. His name is Taichi," Sora turned to Yurika with a geunine smile, "Taichi, this is my daughter, Yurika."
"Your daughter?" Taichi stammered, "But how?"
Sora continued to look at Yurika, "I left to Kyoto because I was pregnant. I had a boyfriend after Matt who.. he, he," Sora lowered her voice and looked at Tai, "he said he loved me and then he raped me."
"What?" Tai asked, angry at the person he'd never met. He glanced at the carefree girl then at Sora and felt guilty for not being there.
"And I believe it was your man in black," Sora stood up and walked over to Taichi. "I knew him as Yukito but he had that scar."
"I'm sorry I wasn't-"
"Taichi, it's alright. I left because I thought my life was ruined. I didn't want to bring anyone else into my mess." She glanced at Yurika, then back at Taichi, "But she is my life."
Taichi nodded, "Why are we here? Where are the others?"
"I saw somebody." Yurika said and looked up at the two. "Was he 'the others'?"
"What do you mean by that?" Sora asked with an edge in her voice. Yurika gave a puzzled look. "Who did you see?"
"He was outside. By the door." Yurika answered and jumped up when there was a knock on the door.
Sora raised her eyebrows and walked past Taichi and to the door. She opened it and looked out at the dreaded face. "Hello, Sora. Miss me?" Yukito smiled and started to walk in. Sora gasped and tried to slam the door but Yukito pushed open the door and Sora fell back with a cry.
"Sora!" Taichi called as he and Yurika ran out of the bedroom.
"Don't move, coward." Yukito hissed and raised his hand, paralyzing Taichi. Yurika ran to her fallen mother as Yukito grinned and picked up the girl, "Hello, daughter."
"Mommy!" Yurika screeched as she struggled against the man. Sora started to get up but with a flick of Yukito's hand, she was paralyzed in antagonizing position of desperation.
Yukito started through the door and looked back, "Have fun in the Mirrored World, lover."
Taichi's body fell to the floor and Sora fell into darkness as she watched Yurika disappear with her cries. When Sora woke up, she was sorrounded by images of herself. At least a dozen mirrors boxed her in but only one looked like her. The others had different emotions. Happy, mad, alone. "What is this?"
The Mirrored World…
The voice from nowhere but everywhere drifted off. Sora turned around quickly, searching for the enigma. Her replica did the same but the other images had their own reactions. "Who are you?"
The Mirror.. Mirror, Mirror on the wall, do you see at all?
Sora took a deep breath, turning slowly to study each image. She nodded at the replica, the only true mirror, and it nodded back. "Why am I here?"
You are here to see your life.. from each angle…
"From each angle..?" Sora drifted as one of the images caught her eye. She was sitting in a corner of an empty room, staring out of the window. "What do you mean?"
Each path you take leads to a different image.. What your life is.. And what your life could have been..
"Where is my daughter?" Sora yelled, her anger rising quickly from the riddles. "Where is Yukito?"
Oh where, oh where, could he be..
The voice had a sing-song tone to it. Sora glanced around at the mirrors, trying to understand its riddles. She shook her head, "I don't understand."
No, no, of course not.. Ask the questions in your mind..
"Do you know why we are here?"
We are here to find what we have lost..
Sora took in a deep breath and stared at the real mirror. Her reflection stared back, revealing nothing. "What have we lost?"
The voice did not respond.
"What have we lost, mirror?" Sora asked again, the persistence in her voice never fading. "Tell me!"
I cannot.. Just remember..
"I don't understand a word that you are saying!" Sora screamed at the mirror. "Remember what? What am I supposed to do?"
Pick a path…
All but three of the mirrors dimmed and Sora turned around to three doors.
Never… Did but did not.. Stayed.. Pick which path..
Sora looked at the three doors, "What do you mean by that?"
Pick a path you never took…
"Stayed." Sora pointed at the third door and walked over to the door. She glanced back at the last mirror- the real one- and opened the door and stepped through.
