The Anti-Fairy Tales Mirror Of The White Demon Arc

 Part Two
Mirror's Labyrinth

The first thing Pheoshan spotted was her reflection looking back at her she looked to her left only to see the same and was able to see her right reflected so she knew that she did not have to look. She spotted that as she met her reflection ahead of her as she looked again her reflection on her left had suddenly realised what she was in with an angering feeling sinking in. Then let her annoyance be displayed in a huff. She was about to punch her reflection ahead of her but decided against it.
No, that would do me no good at the moment and this is magic! It could land me in even worse trouble than I already am so I must keep up my guard no matter what. She thought as she turned right. She then met with the reflection in front of her then right again. She then turned right again only to meet a dead end. Huffing she went twisted around and retrace her steps only to meet a wall of mirror.
“Alex Fistone!” she heard her own voice say however she knew that she was not the one who spoke for it had come behind her. So she turned around to see her reflection, but at the same time it was not her. For this reflection was not wearing the same things as she was. Her reflection was a faded black shirt and jeans that were both ripped like she had been in a battle, even the sleeves and the end of her jeans were tatty as if their true edges had been ripped off along time ago. She had two belts around her hips that met in an x that had chains like bridges joining them.
“My name is Pheoshan Wolfhimestien!” she corrected her reflection. “And who in the Hell are you?”
Her reflection just smirked as it was clearly egging on her aggressive behaviour.
“I am you, or rather the truest version of you. You are the Street Queen and Alex Fistone not a pretty princess nor are you anything like your parents want you to be. You're a fighter, a battle hungry worrier, who wished for nothing more than to be free of this pampered life that you truly despise than anything. You love to fight and as dirty as possible just to make sure that you win! Now please be honest with yourself when you answer, do you really want to be cooked up the rest of your life playing pretty princess until you're married off to become Queen of another land? C'mon! You would have puked at even the thought of you even leading such a pathetic life!” she said.
“You know...” she started as she thought to herself for a moment. “You're not wrong there, however I was still mentally a child, and, in some cases of my mind, I still am. I was literally living in a deam! Now that I'm awake however I must now learn how to live in the real world, even if it means how you would put it 'playing pretty princess'. So I must learn to grow up and put away childish notions like that away even my love for fighting.”
She cocked her eyebrow at that. It was all too clear that she was far from convinced and it seemed to amuse her that she knew that she was lying to herself. She was also displaying her pity for her pathetic attempt to justify her lying to herself and it angered her. Angered by this Princess Pheoshan spat and charged at the reflection and soon there was ice on the floor. She then heard a female laugh that she could not recognise.
“Stage one complete!” she sang and a voice completely void of warmth of any kind. “Soon you shall become an agent of darkness.”
“Who are you and why don't you come on and fight me?” Pheoshan demanded.
“All in good time little Demon Princess! All in good time!” she sang.
Huffing to herself she set off and ran aimlessly not even caring where she was going nor getting out of the labyrinth. She ran and ran just to get the anger and rage out of her, and help her mind calm from all the stress that she had been put under. When she knew that she was completely calm she knew that she was not only now very deep in the labyrinth but far far from the exit point out of the mirror. Now she knew that she would have to get out before the claustrophobia started to set in. She walked down corridor after corridor aimlessly trying not to think of anything but want she would do to Sythvin when she got her hands on him.
Then she came to a dead end and the mirror wall behind her trapped her in. Again she was confronted with an altered version of herself, however this one was dressed in all leather with a leather trench fastened up by buckles. She had bulky boots and frightful eyes that screamed of evil confidence even her physique was different, more muscular and her shoulders more broad and behind her, the Demon King Wolfox standing as if they had somehow become one.
“Yes!” this new reflection said. “This is exactly what you could have had and what you still can have. Why remain what you are now when you can strike down all weakness and become queen? Then you can go higher and become this!” she gestured herself and the Demon King. “Quezza Zina Demohcoz, or in your tong, Queen of the Demons? All you have to do is embrace your rage, embrace the power that lies with in you. Then and only then will you be free of all that is holding you back! After all why pledge your loyalty to them, you don't owe them anything after all it was them that locked you away in that Dream Hell then locked you in that tower guarded by that dragon. Do you honestly think that they love you? No! Don't even insult yourself like that! They fear you! They all may say that they want you but they truly want you gone! Do you really want that? They will desert you where and when it will count.” she said showing her dark charisma.

“But I will never leave you my deer old host and with me you will have the power that you need and hunger. With me you shall have everything that your heart desires.” Wolfox said as she realised that they were both telling the truth and some part really did want what they were offering, but she ran and broke the glass and to be greeted by ice.

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