Chapter 30 self image
Claire looked at Skye curiously trying to figure out what he was getting from his bag.
Think about it, it could be anything…
"Aha!" Skye said pulling out what seemed to be an ordinary mirror.
"A beauty mirror?" Claire said puzzled.
"Not just a beauty mirror this mirror shows the true birth given look, no that doesn't mean it will make you look like a baby, but it shows ones true self image, hence the name the mirror of truth." Skye explained.
"S0 what your saying is this thing will show you what you would have looked like at the age of 21 if you had never turned into a phantom?" She asked curiously.
"Precisely." He answered.
He held out the mirror.
"Come here don't you want to see if it works." Skye said motioning for her to come over there.
Of course I do dopy!
"Duh!" She said running over to his side, Skye looked into the mirror, in the mirror was Skye except different his long silver hair was brown, his icy sharp blue eyes were now a warm welcoming chestnut color, and his pale skin actually had some color in it.
"Whoa…" Claire muttered.
"Cool, huh now shall we begin." He asked.
"Yeah, but wait you didn't have this before where'd you get it?" She asked curiously.
He just sat there for a wile before answering.
Why is he getting all nervous, I mean they can't be that bad.
"umm I barrowed it and this time I actually barrowed it not stole it…I tried to steel it but she caught me…" Skye sighed.
"She?" Claire asked.
"Yeah…Now do you want to hear the story or not!" He changed the subject.
"YES!" She demanded.
"Alright were was I oh yes me and my mother were moving to America…
S.P.O.V.S.T.
Well we moved to America, the story really doesn't start till we got there, we lived in an apartment called the Shack, and the name described it, this place was a dump, but it was at this place I met Juliana, she and her father lived in the apartment next to us.
We were in the hall unlocking the door to our new home when she crashed into me.
"OH MY GOD I'm SO SORRY…Uh uh uh…I haven't met you before are you new?" She questioned me, she had long curly black hair beautifully pale skin with apple colored cheeks, with the seconded most amazing blue eyes I've ever seen.
I told her my name and we remained close friends in our teens and twenties Even when we became thieves.
We ran throughout the city finding the coolest stuff to steal from the dumbest people.
She used to always say "We're thieves at heart we can't and won't change that!" that's why I'm a thief it's kind of an addiction you can't go to rehab for.
Anyways one day I got caught, and here's how I got involved in the war my choices were let my mother pay 88888888888g or join the military, of course I joined the military.
The night I left I had to make one of the hardest decisions ever.
"Skye will you be my man?" Juliana asked me that night.(Claire gasped)
I told her I couldn't be sure if I was coming back and said "maybe when I come back." but of course I didn't.
B.T.R.W.C.I.
"So what happened to her after the war?" Claire asked.
"She married some chump…JULIANA!" Skye screamed grabbing his heart.
"Skye!"
A/N: Muahahaha (a.k.a. evil luagh) CLIFFHANGE OF DOOM!