I hate lying to people, even though it's ridiculously easy. It's wrong, it's manipulative, and lying can ruin relationships. Unfortunately I can't worry about things like that. It'll become distracting, Asjha will become distracting.

I'm the Queen of Monsters and Fairytale Creatures, I'm the Protector of The Kingdoms as well. Lying has become so natural for me, I even surprise myself sometimes.

I kill, I've killed, and I will continue to kill.

I'm not naïve, I'm not a child, and I'm most certainly not normal.

This is my life now, I can't change that. So, when I learned the demons intended to poison me to make me lose control of my powers, through madness...

Something inside of me ticked.

The voice I use to listened to, while I was still learning to face my fears during my training sessions, has come back. It came back for only a single purpose, to outwit the demons.

They want me to go insane, so I can lose control, right? They can't do that if I learn to control my powers, while I'm devoured by my insanity.

It's dangerous, it's risky, its insane!

...but that's what makes it perfect.

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After Asjha and I made up, I had asked Elliot if I could go to the bathroom. My stomach felt horrible, I felt like I was going to vomit. Which I did the moment I fell into the bathroom stall.

You look like hell.

I hear my magic and turn around confused. "Huh? I left you back at the classroom, how are you still able to talk to me?" I ask as I vomit fiercely.

No matter how far away you are, I will still be able to talk to you. Our magic is inside of you.

My magic says and I mouth an 'oh'. I finally vomit every last bit of breakfast I had, so I walked to the sink. I splashed cold water on my face and I grabbed paper towels to dry myself.

After I did that, I looked up and see my reflection. I notice my waist-length black hair, swept up into a messy bun that's unraveled, fall on my cast. I have dark circles around my eyes and my skin isn't its usual creamy, olive color, instead its pale.

I look into my big, dark brown eyes and try to concentrate. I close my eyes and open them again. They changed color. The weird mixture of different shades of purple, make my eyes seem wicked. Of course in a good way.

Would you stop gawking at yourself already? Have you forgotten about the issues at hand? Honestly, your more of a teenager than a queen.

I glare daggers meant for my magic. "Oh, screw you!" I say and walk towards the door.

Wait.

My hand hovers over the door handle as I listen. "What?" I ask and get a sick feeling, but I don't need to vomit.

This is your chance. When you open the door, secretly take one of Jinx's syringes filled with the blue potion and bark a spell.

"Huh? You want me to sabotage the potion?" I ask and my magic responds.

I'll tell you the spell, it'll transform it into an antibiotic, so it won't cause you harm.

"I don't know about this.." I say unconvinced.

If you receive that second dose, we can't test your insanity. Do you or do you not, want to outwit the demons?

I continue to stand there, debating this. Until my magic loses its patience.

Are you seriously the same naïve coward I once knew!?

My magic barks and I push the door handle open and rush up to Jinx. I throw my arms around him and hug him tightly. "Jinx, I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I was going to put a live eel in your bathtub! After coughing up all that vomit I finally see the error of my ways!" I say and Jinx stands perfectly still, unsure of what to expect. "Uh..it's okay..but are you sure you feel alright?" He asks me and I shake my head. "No! I feel horrible!" I say and start crying fake tears.

You sneaky little bastard.

I take the syringe from Jinx's bag as he's distracted by my 'crying'.

Listen carefully.

My magic tells me the spell and I try my best to pronounce the complicated words that I don't understand. The spell works and the blue liquid turns a shade lighter.

"Okay, I feel better now!" I say and jump out of Jinx's grasp. With my hands behind my back and a huge grin on my face, I creep the hell out of Jinx. "I think I should give you that second dose now, don't you think?" He says and I shrug my shoulders. "Whatever floats you boat, compadre!" I say and he quickly grabs the syringe.

I couldn't be more proud.

I quietly smirk to myself after hearing my magic's response. Nobody calls me a coward! Jinx sticks the needle into my flesh and I feel the antibiotic enter my bloodstream. I feel a little better, but it's only physically, not mentally. "Well, your second class is about to begin. Let's hurry." Jinx says and escorts me to my classroom.

How do you feel?

"I don't feel any different." I respond to my magic in a low whisper, so Jinx won't hear me. We reach my class and I sit in the back. Jinx and my guards sit in the front, all seated in a large table. Only minutes pass by, but it feels like hours.

"Pst!"

I turn my head around, looking for the source of the voice. Everyone is facing the teacher. Strange.

Maybe it's starting to affect you.

I get goosebumps on my arms, taking the possibility that I really am starting to go insane.

"Pssst!!"

I hear it again and feel a pit in my stomach.

Oh, scratch that. It's just that big baby you were crying with earlier.

I growl at my magic. Ignoring my anger, I look around the room again and notice Asjha standing behind the door, only her head visible.

"That sneaky little..." I snicker to myself and raise my hand.

My history teacher notices me. "Yes, miss Stone?" She answers me and I fake a pained expression. "I don't feel so good, may I get a drink of water?" I say and she nods her head. I look over at Asjha and see a wide grin spread across her face. I get up and Jinx whispers to me.

"Are you going to need more medication?" He asks, but I only shake my head. Hector looks over at me with a worried expression. "You won't need any protection?" I shake my head again, but this time I smile. "No, it's just a trip to the water fountain." I say and his expression softens.

I turn away and walk out the classroom. I'm welcomed by a preppy Asjha grinning from ear to ear. "What now?" I ask and she shakes my shoulders aggressively. "There's a sale at the cute, little boutique we visited last month!" She says and I shrink back with regret. I stare at her and scowl with disgust.

"No."

I say and turn around to open the classroom door. Asjha grabs my wrist and pushes me on the floor. Pinning me down like a professional wrestler. "H..hey! What are..you doing?!" I try to wiggle out of her grasp, but to no avail. "Your coming with me to go buy adorable clothing, plus you have no say so in this!" She says and I eventually give up.

She's taller than you, bigger than you, and stronger than you. How pathetic.

I ignore my magic and raise my hands in defeat. "Fine. You win." I say and Asjha gets off me. "Spending some time away from those guards will do you some good!" She grabs my hand and practically drags me out of the building.

Aw. I can't wait to see you in pink lipstick and pwetty little bows. Obviously the perfect image for a queen.

I grumble pitifully after hearing that sarcastic remark from my magic.

Asjha and I take her car and drive for half an hour. "Man, I hope Jinx isn't worried." I say and Asjha chuckle's lightly. "Please, they'll be fine. It's not like I'm kidnapping you or something!" She says and I remark sharply. "Taking someone away from their security, against their will, is kidnapping!" I say and she laughs as if it's nothing.

We finally arrive at the stupid girly store and I almost barf. "Why couldn't I have been born a boy?" I grumble under my breath and Asjha drags me into the store. Asjha digs around all the shelfs and racks, looking for 'super cute dresses' for me.

I know what she's doing, Asjha isn't the type to go all girly. This is her form of payback.

Great.

I stand next to a close rack and pretend to choose clothing. "This is worst than the time I had to fight a group of demons over an active volcano..." I say complaining like a little kid.

What are you doing?

I whirl my head around, looking for the source of the voice. "Huh?" I realize there's nobody else except for Asjha and I. "Strange." I whisper under my breath and continue to rummage the rack.

Don't ignore me.

I jump out of my skin and vigorously shake my head, looking for someone suspicious. "Yo, Liz! What's wrong?" Asjha asks me and I turn quickly to look at her, panting from fear. "Oh! No, it's nothing. Just super happy we're here!" I say and she grins and continues to look around.

"Magic voice! If you're trying to mimic a deeper voice to scare me, it's not working!" I whisper under my breath, hiding behind a rack.

No one responds.

I calm down and slow my breathing. It's okay, it's probably just your imagination. I look up and realize Asjha holding piles of dresses in her arms. "Hurray." I say and hide again behind the rack. "I'll just hide here before Asjha drags me into the fitting room."

Why don't you get rid of her instead?

I freeze on the spot. I breathe between raspy breaths and I start to twitch. It's okay, there's nothing wrong with being worried, just don't panic.

I slowly stand up and peep between the layers of clothing hanging off the rack. "See, it was just your imagination." I start breathing more slowly and gain my composure. "Lizzy!" I let out a yelp and slap a hand over my mouth when I realize it's only Asjha.

"Hehe..uh, yeah?" I ask and she drags me forcefully into the fitting room.

I gag.

I look at the mirror after trying on one of the dresses. The dress is really short and there's frilly lace along the edges of the bottom and around the short sleeves. There's a bow tied around my waist, which makes me look slender. The only design is on the top, flower print along my breasts.

Ew.

It's pink.

The dress exposes my short legs and makes them look slender as well. The dress might flatter my long upper body but the thing is..it makes me look adorable...and delicate. I shiver with disgust. "Come on! What's taking you so long!" I hear Asjha and reluctantly I open the door. She laughs. "Aw! You look so dainty and petite!" She says and I boil with anger.

I slam the door and take off the dress. I can still hear Ashja laughing from the other side of the door. "Stupid Asjha..lousy dress..I'll show her!" I say and look up to see my reflection.

I stumble back. I start hyperventilating. I start sweating. All from fear. "No...not you." I stare at the reflection and see my parents.

Do you miss them?

I flinch, it's that voice again. "Leave me alone." I stand up and fiercely look at the mirror. "I won't let you scare me." I say and force my breathing to slow down.

I won't scare you, I don't need to. You've always been, ever since that horrible day.

I tremble and slowly speak. "That's in the past. I'm past that now, I'm stronger than I was before!" I say, remembering what Siva had told me.

Than why do you continue to have nightmares about that day?

I gawk at the mirror as it slowly changes the reflection. I see Siva standing there.

Without your precious butler protecting you, you are nothing without him.

I fall to my knees, trembling harder and I start to let tears drop from my eyes. "No! Your wrong! I accomplished everything I've done up till now, without his help!" I say and hear mocking laughter.

And what is that? A couple of karate moves? Please, you haven't accomplished anything.

It says and I raise my head to see a new picture in the mirror. It's my home.

Your parents abandoned you. Your neighbors and friends wanted you dead. Your siblings were too embarrassed to see you for the last time. Pitiful.

I yell with distress. "SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UUUUP!!" I scream and cover my ears.

You wanted me, but now that you have me, you want me gone? A bit slutty, huh?

I hear my heart pounding in my ears and I cautiously raise my head and stare at the mirror again. My eyes bulged out of their sockets as I continue to clutch my head.

It's me.

I see my reflection in the glass and continue to cry. In the mirror, I start to transform and I gawk at the enormous black wings hanging from my back, along with long horns poking from my head. I'm chained up and my head and back are dripping with blood.

You're a monster, you're a devil, you're a witch. Does this sound familiar?

I'm shaking. I can't take it anymore.

Your still the same naïve coward from your past. Face it. Your nothing without your little babysitters. Even though you wear a crown, the words 'coward' will always be etched inside your mind.

I stop crying. I stop shaking. I slowly let go off my head and let my arms rest on my thighs. I'm looking down with my hair falling on the ground. I'm motionless.

"Hehe. How wrong you are." Anger seeps through my veins and I scream with furry. I hurriedly stand up and shatter the mirror with a single hit from my foot.

"No more images. No more talking. No more mocking. Now..IT'S MY TURN!!"