When mal was thinking of the source to all of this it all came back to his burning hatred for his father. "That's how the others were made, though they couldn't do a damn thing about it. Those pacifists! I was the only one who actually HELPED mike with his problems. Though I was created from mikes pure hatred, the fact that I became so powerful just shows that mike has more hatred than I thought."... And if it was HATRED that created me and my other self then… "I GOT IT! You can't have good without bad so there must be my good half here somewhere else!...AND I KNOW JUST HOW TO SUMMON IT!" mal proudly stated holding his fist in power. He focused on the mirror again and it showed him all the good memories of him and mike playing together, his mind was just feeling nice and kind from this and mal was now sitting down in front of the mirror, his chin on his hands as if watching a movie and with a warm smile on his face. A quick gust of wind blew and mal felt a presence, he turned around fast to hopefully see an ally but no one was there. However mal still felt like someone was there, he waved his hand down and the mirror disappeared so that the place could be more silent, easier to notice someone walking. It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Mal looked around frantically trying to find 'help'. Maybe he hadn't really summoned anyone yet, he sat down once again, closed his eyes, and thought about all the fun he had with mike. He started to laugh a little until the gust of wind came back, mal was half asleep at this point so he didn't notice. Just then...he got a flick to the forehead and he woke up immediately. He heard a giggle from behind him...but...it wasn't what he was expecting…. It was a...feminine laugh. He turned around and saw a person who was definitely a female version of him. Being 8 years old, she was flat (of course, just so there's no confusion on why it's obvious). Wearing the same shirt as mal and instead of jean shorts, she had the same colored jean skirt, black flats no socks. The hairstyle was similar to mal's; The flap of hair was still there and still covering the left eye only the rest of it went all the way down her back. Though her eyes didn't shimmer like svetlana's, they were mal's playful, happy, normal, brown eyes. Mal was shocked and speechless. My good side...is a...girl?! "Hi, I'm bue".

(Pronunciation: BOO-AYE.) She said holding her hand out for him to shake it. "I-I'm...mal", he replied shaking her hand hesitantly, swallowing his pride that was recently struck. "So I heard 'ya need some 'elp." Bue said, already knowing the issue at hand, mal slowly nodded still in a bit of denial and a little surprised at the girl's strange accent. Bue had an annoyed look on her face, "jus' 'cause I'm a girl doesn't mean I'm 'onna be all frilly an' annoyin' like 'ol svet." Mal had a shocked look on his face, why is it that everybody can read my mind? "'Cause you're easy to read." "Are you psychic?" "Yeah". Bue told him bluntly and giggled. "Now then-" She raised her hand in front of her face and when she lowered it, she had war paint on her cheeks and a WWII hat on, it even had the poker cards on the lining and the strap was un buckled, she then stood up in a soldier pose and her hand was saluting, mal was stunned and instantly recognized what she was doing. "C'mon, soldier we have a new enemy, he goes by the title of...D!" "D?" mal repeated but then shrugged, deciding that it would be nice to have some fun again, as he did the same as bue and put his hand in front of his face as well and created the same war image on him. The two laughed and then focused together to summon their weapons. Mal, a paintball gun, bue, a slingshot with jagged rocks for ammo. They both waved their hands up quickly, in sync and the seeing mirror rose. It showed them what mike's dream was, it frightened the both of them. They held each other and shuddered. Mal, nor bue cared about how they looked like sissies at the moment and then bue turned to face mal and whispered her strategy in his ear. "Sure!" Mal replied. They both nodded in agreement. Bue summoned her own mirror and told mal that she would deal with D and jumped in, while mal jumped into the other that would lead him to mike's dream.

~Meanwhile~

Manitoba was now wrestling evil mal (evil-er…) in the hall trying to grab his knife while also trying not to get stabbed. He eventually threw him off and into the wall. Manitoba got up and was breathing heavily. Just then, a slingshot appeared in his hand and his pockets became full. Manitoba backed away slowly as evil mal got up and held the slingshot up, manitoba closed his eyes preparing for the worst when all of a sudden… "OW!" The boy yelped in pain , holding his cheek. Manitoba just scratched his head in confusion as he saw the boy repeatedly firing shots at his body and face, then he started to giggle at this, "how's THAT for payback, huh!" Manitoba taunted. After he finally ran out of ammo, he looked at manitoba with a kind smile and walked up to him, he was a little intimidated by this but got over it. "'Sup, name's Bue. You're...manny aren't 'ya?" At first he looked annoyed by the nickname but then began to laugh when he heard the feminine voice as he quickly realized he was talking to a female personality. Bue was incredibly annoyed at this and was beginning to get angry. Manitoba just kept on laughing harder and harder, bent down, holding his knees. It's not THAT funny. He wiped a tear from his eye, MAL has a female personality?!...and I thought he had some REAL pride! haha guess not! Bue was furious and embarrassed when she heard his thoughts. She kicked him as hard as she possibly could in the shin and he plummeted to the ground with a big impact. "Mal has PLENNY' of pride an' who cares tha' he has a girl persona, what 'bout 'ol svet. 'Cause I think SHE'S a wuss, I'd be more humiliated havin' HER in ma' mind...ya cocky li'l sexist!" Manitoba looked up shocked. Then bue's face quickly went from angry to kind as she helped him up, he'd never been so confused in his life. Then she bowed, her hair was a little messy so she fixed it then held her hand out for him to shake. "Sorry, let's try again, I'm Bue. Mal's nice personality." "HUH?!" She sighed, "nice people don't like disrespect, an' everyone has a tempa'." She explained poorly and giggled threateningly, making a chill go down his spine. "Yours, shorter than others." Manitoba sarcastically stated. She lifted her leg back slowly, ready to kick once again. He stepped back in fear and apologized. She nodded happily. "Anyway...wanna see what I really look like...from mal's mind." He nodded hesitantly afraid for the result of a "no". She focused and lifted her hand up to bring one of the mirrors up so it could show her real reflection. Manitoba was rather surprised at what he saw. She actually looked like a girl instead of just simply lipstick and glossy eyes. He saw the long hair, the skirt, the flats. This was most definitely a female mal. Manitoba started to chuckle once more then the mirror changed and viewed mal's reflection instead as bue tripped and fell back on her butt, she shook her head and returned to being mal. "Ugh, 'nothing to be ashamed of, my ass'". Mal thought aloud as he got up,dusting himself off, his deep and dark voice had returned, manitoba shut up and just stayed quiet. Then they heard a faint voice coming from the room, "guys?..." Mal shot up with joy and ran to the door to find mike rubbing his eyes and wrapped in the blanket. Mal pounced on him, hugging him warmly. "Mal?" Mike asked confused. Mike had forgotten what had happened before he was knocked out and luckily his nightmare as well. "Mike I have great news!" "What?" "We're gonna be sharing a mind!" Mike was confused at first but then his face began to light up as he started to understand. He'd known mal long enough to get his vague sentences. They hugged, neither of the boys were facing manitoba and he wasn't facing them. Just then mal's eyes turned red...and a gruesome smile showed. Mike smiled happily now being able to stay with his best friend forever. Manitoba was curious as to what was REALLY going on, something didn't seem right. "Mal...just who are you?!"