A/N: Hi again! Well, like I said! I updated! And I hope you like this chapter! Please R&R!!
WARNING: There is language in this chapter and...death. Don't like it! Don't read it!
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Chapter 3 : The Thing From Within The Mirror
Kisara panicked. What was she going to do? If she stayed in her room her father would definitely find her. Foot steps were quickly coming up the stairs and she knew they belonged to her father. Then she heard him called for her.
"Where are you, you little brat!? You better get out here! I heard what happened today and you're not getting off easy! I'll give you a punishment you won't soon forget!" All hope of getting out of this alive suddenly shattered at his words. Her father was almost at the top of the stairs by the sounds of it and that meant he was only about 6 or 7 meters from her bedroom door. Then it hit her.
The attic! I can hide in the attic! He wouldn't find me there, we haven't used it since we lived here! It was now...or never. She quickly got up from the floor and ran, flinging her bedroom door open and running down the hall before stopping. She looked up at the attic door and saw the door string and jumped up to reach it pulling down a stair case. She quickly ran up into the attic hearing her father's frustrated yell when he found that she was not in her room.
"Where are you, you whore! You know you can't running away, Kisara" He yelled in rage and sneered as he said her name. Down the hall Kisara quickly fought with the attic staircase trying to pull it up to close the door. She could hear that her father was now checking all the rooms.
Come on you stupid thing! Grr...She thought as the staircase slowly moved. Then with all her might she pulled and then it finally came up to close the attic off from the rest of the house. Yes! Kisara listened quietly as her father walked around below. He can't possibly find me in here unless I was to make noise and I'll make sure not to.
She slowly turned around to look at the attic and to her surprise saw that the attic was not as empty as she thought it to be. There was a tall, body sized, oval shaped mirror in the middle of the attic. Huh? What's this? She thought curiously as she walked towards it making sure she was making as little noise as possible as she passed over the floor boards. Kisara stopped in front of it and noticed that it was a very old mirror. She ran her hand over it's surface removing dust from it.
She stood there starring at it, forgetting why she was here. As she stared at it she thought she saw something within it's reflective depths. She leaned into it, then saw pitch black eyes starring back at her where her blue eyes should have been. At this she let out a high pitched scream falling to the floor putting a hand over her mouth, slowly moving away from the mirror as she closed her eyes. Then she remembered why she was up here.
Oh no! Now he'll find me she thought. She opened her eyes and looked back up at the mirror and saw that the eyes that had been looking back at her had disappeared.
Kisara sat horrified as she heard her father yell from below.
"You little whore! I found you! Thought you could hide in the attic, didn't you?!." Kisara heard him opening the attic door and she quickly got up running past the mirror to hide in a attic corner. She slid down the wall to the floor pulling her knees to her stomach, laying her head in her hands and closing her eyes.
Oh God, oh God...help me she pleaded to any God that would hear her. Her father had opened the door and was now walking towards her, a twisted look on his face. Kisara looked up from her hands at him with wide eyes as she trembled.
"P-please...d-don't..." she whimpered. With that her father's foot connected with her side and she cringed falling onto her opposite side as tears formed in her eyes.
"Don't think I'll go easy on you just because you ask me to." He sneered, his face turning into a twisted, crazed smirk. Then he grabbed her by the collar of her shirt pulling her up above the ground in front of him.
"Heh heh...I think I'll enjoy this. Now look at me you brat and beg me to stop!" He said in a dark voice that Kisara had never heard him use before and this scared her even more. "Look at me!" her father snapped. She moved her eyes to his as tears ran down her face.
"Please...d-don't do this."she whined again as more tears fell. All her father did was smile insanely.
"How about this?" He said as he brought his knee up to connect with her stomach, blowing the wind out of Kisara, having her gasp for air. He then threw her across the room, hitting the mirror along the way. As she fell to the floor in pain she heard the mirror break beneath her. She looked down seeing mirror shards all over the floor, some of which were piercing into her skin, causing her more pain then she needed at a time like this. Kisara slowly got up moving away from the broken mirror. Her father laughed as many more pained tears fell down her face.
"Having fun yet?" he asked. Kisara moved back some more hitting the wall by the attic door. Her father walked towards her stepping through the mirror shards. Suddenly a Black mist filled the room and the shard of glass beneath his feet start to move. He moved back quickly, his eyes widening as the mirror came together to reform itself. As the mirror was once again one it turned towards Kisara's father. Her father looked as if he'd die from fear as he backed away as much as he could from the demonic mirror.
In it's reflective depths a form appeared. He noticed it resembled his daughter except the fact it was much taller and had pitch black eyes and bright, blood red hair. He turned on his daughter.
"What is this crap?! This your doing you little witch! Stop your tricks now or I'll make you sorry you even tried!" All Kisara did was look back at him fear clearly in her eyes. She wasn't doing this! She had no idea what was happening!
Her father got to his feet and was about to walk over to her when the mirror's surface rippled and a banshee like shriek came from it. He turned to it as the form in the mirror stepped out! What the hell was going on he thought. It was as if he became paralysed and couldn't do anything as it moved towards him.
Kisara thought of this as her time to escape and she crawled to the attic door. She ran down the staircase and towards her bedroom as pain from her cuts and injuries surged through her body but, she paid them no attention to them as her only goal was to get away and hide. She ran into her room slamming the door and running to hide in closet. Kisara sat down bringing her legs towards her and tightly closing her eyes.
Pained screams rang out from within the attic. Part of Kisara felt guilty and regretted leaving her father alone, while the other part was glad that she'd got away from that monster. All in all Kisara was terrified beyond belief. What had come out of the mirror?!
Then Kisara noticed it was silent and she no longer heard her father's screams. Foot steps were heard coming up the stairs and her mother's voice.
"Kisara? Dear? Are you two...o-okay up there?" Her mother called worriedly. Kisara's eyes shot open hearing her mother but didn't dare move from her hiding spot. More foot steps but, this time from the other end of the hall, from the attic hall. Kisara was sure...those steps did not belong to her father.
No, no. Leave my mother alone she thought. Then the footsteps stopped. A scream, her mother's. Tears fell from Kisara's eyes. This couldn't be happening. It couldn't! But it sadly was...
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Kisara stayed silent hiding in her closet. It had been almost 2 hours and Kisara hadn't heard anything in the hallways since her mother's scream. Still she didn't dare move, instead she slumped her head against the closet wall and fell into a troubled sleep hopping that when she woke up she'd find this had all been just a bad nightmare.
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A/N : Well thanks again for reading! Please review! And I hope to get another chapter up soon!