'My voice, it's different.'
I held my throat with my pale and thin hands in disbelief. My hands they were beautiful, thin and pale white but not like my hands. My wrists were now like thin branches, even a small show of strength can have them broken.
'... MY MUSCLES ARE GONE!!!!'
The 2 years of hardwork that I put on my body was gone. All those diets, exercise and strict timetable disappeared into nothingness in one night.
" That's not important now. Let's first get out from here." I held the bed, stood up and walked holding the wall alongside the room. 'What the hell happened to my body?! It's now fragile like a flower. Is this the doing of the one brought me here? If it is, then just wait for me to find you once you b*stard.'
Then the real horror came.
A mirror.
I was really not ready for what I saw.
I halted on my tracks as I looked at the large mirror. What I saw was a beautiful boy...or a girl? ...Must be a boy I pretty much remember feeling something in between. A beautiful boy with ashed purple hair a bit below shoulder level and light ice grey silver eyes that were as clear as ice. The person was dressed in a white gown like some patient. For a second the beautiful eyes made me think that the person infront of me was blind but the person in the mirror was me, and I can see pretty clearly.
I wanted to compliment the beauty of the person but the only words that left my mouth that time were-
"AHHHHHHHH!!"
I stumbled back and slumped on the wall in disbelief. 'All this must be dream, because if this was please wake me up from it'.
STEP, STEP ,STEP
While thinking all this, I heard some steps walking towards the room. I held my breath ready for whatever or whoever with all my questions as I grabbed a vase that was near me if things starts to go the other direction and stood up getting support from the wall for my shaky legs.
With the sound of steps growing closer, my heart beat also increased.' I just have to ask them what am I doing here, who are they and what happened to me. I am really not dreaming, right?'
Slap
I could feel the burning sensation on my cheek meaning it was not a dream. The next thing was that the steps stopped, I braced myself and
BANG!!
Four men barged into the room, the two in front holding out their swords ready to attack. Seeing the swords I knew they were not for some play and they were real. The other two in the back, one was wearing a white coat and a monocle and the other was wearing a bulter's uniform.
" Who dares to enter young master's bedroom-"
"Show yourself cowar-"
The two at the front shouted but stopped midway.
...
Silence grew louder and louder, creating unease in the air.
"Young master?" One of the men at front who barged into the room asked in shock.
"Sir, please go inform the Duke" the man with the monocle whispered to the other beside him as the other left hurriedly.
SHATTER
" Who are you?" I said as I raised the broken vase to the three in front.
"Young master please put that down instantly, you can hurt yourself." The monocle guy said calmly.
"Answer me first, who are you all?"