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Christopher.”
    “We had him, but he escaped. Next time we catch him, I’ll kill him.” …
     

Chapter 8
     
    I didn’t sleep. The Originals, those like me, had no need. Sleeping was for lesser creatures. Humans. Okay, yes dragons slept, but that was because they were lazy, not because they needed to rejuvenate. And my sister Sharra, with her siphoned human body, had to sleep as well.
    Not me though.
    So when I opened my eyes it surprised me that I had, in fact, gone to sleep. My body hummed with invigoration. It also dazed me to realize I saw the world differently.
    Was it the elves eternal sight, I wondered.
    I threw off the cozy covers, and shook out my wings, allowing the circulation to reach every tendon and vein. They felt good. I felt good.
    I didn’t remember entering this room, lying down, or closing my eyes. But there I was. The room consisted of four crystalized walls. Five small rectangle windows ran the lengh of the wall to the left of the large bed I’d slept in. Nothing covered the windows, and I saw the beautiful gardens outside. A large bumble bee flew in, lazily making its way across the room to the wall on the right of my bed. It bumped into the door several times.
    “Oh, you poor thing.” I went over and cupped the bee between my hands, took it over to a window and released it. The garden’s aroma filled my nose. It still smelled like Gabriel’s blood, and my knees went weak.
    Directly south of the bed was an opening. I peeked inside, happy to see it was the relieving room. I went in, and took care of my necessities. When I returned to the bedroom I noticed a mirror hanging on the wall next to the bed. It hadn’t been there a moment ago.
    “Where did you come from?” It was large, and oval, framed in what looked like finely spun spider silk or icicles. Normally I wouldn’t have bothered with it. Mirrors were of no value to me. But for some reason I was drawn to this one.
    As soon as I peered into the strange glass I understood. The reflection wasn’t of me, but of a girl. A human.
    My mouth fell open. Tugging in a deep breath, I turned from side to side, watching the girl in the mirror imitate me. I closed my eyes, sure I must be seeing things. But when I opened them she was still there, staring back. Her eyes as wide as mine.
    “Mirror. Mirror. Made for me. Whose reflection do I see?”
    “Snow White,” the girl responded, her voice soft.
    I stepped back, using my wings to move me more quickly. It bothered me I’d heard the reflection speak. Tentative, I went back. She was still there.
    Slowly I moved my finger toward the glass, curious to see if it was solid. Her creamy, hairless finger moved in time with mine, as though she didn’t want to, but didn’t have a choice. When our fingers met, she gasped.
    “Silindra,” she said.
    “How do you know who I am?” I was shocked. I’d never seen this human before. In fact I refused to entertain humans. I had nothing against them. But their existance meant little to me. Except Gabriel, I thought. But I pushed that line of thinking away. Sharra altered him. His body looked human, but he was no more human than I was.
    The girl called Snow White leaned toward me. “I’ve heard stories about you.” She leaned back. “Your sister, Sharra, had a Hunter change me. I’m a vampire now.” Her words sounded sad, and I felt momentarily bad for her. I knew Gabriel had similar feelings.
    Was this reflection sent to me by Sharra? I knew her magic was strong. Had she created this mirror as a way of luring me? A pang shot through my chest. I didn’t have a heart. Nothing but a strong desire for blood beat in my chest. But if I had a human body, like Gabriel…
    We could mate, I thought, and immediately rejected it.
    I was a vampire. The vampire. I would not be swayed by a pretty girl, or the lust of a human vampire.
    Bringing my fist to the mirror, I shattered it.
    Snow squealed. Strange, I heard it in my head, not from the mirror.
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