There’s a lot of things that run through your head when you can hear your door being smashed at, you think every last hit will be the one to break it, and maybe you’ll be dead in the next few minutes.
She knew nothing more now than to wait somewhere she could lock another door: In the bathroom. She was so anxious, this petite woman paced around nervously in the small room, was anyone even going to come and help her?
Something caught her eye.
Her blue eyes shot to the side, at the mirror on the wall, above the sink.
For just a moment…
She could swear she saw something off in her reflection.
She stared at it more intensely, then she felt her hairs practically jump off her skin with how horrified she became.
“I can deal with them.” her own reflection told her. Her own reflection that had adopted red eyes, and black sockets. Other than that, it was still just her reflection.
“Put your hand in the mirror, and we’ll swap places. I’ll deal with it, then we’ll swap back.”
“H-how am I supposed to trust you?” she muttered, barely able to get the words out of herself. She felt pretty close to just fainting at this point.
“I’m literally you.” the girl on the other side of the mirror tried to argue, not looking so impressed when she did. “Besides, your dog is still out there! If those guys hurt him, I’ll hurt you for not letting me save him.”
What a valid argument, the brunette thought to herself.
That dog was like her own child, she was that kind of pet owner.
“Alright, you got me.” she muttered. “Promise we’ll switch back when you’re done.”
“Promise.” the reflection agreed with a nod. “I have my own dog to take care of, anyway. As cute as yours probably is, I love mine more.” she seemed a little too calm as she reached out on her side of the glass and pressed her hand onto it.
The human girl breathed to herself…
This was it, time to get taken away to a mirror world for a little while.
She reached her own hand onto the glass, and after a quick and strange sensation… She stared around herself anxiously. Everything looked about the same, but there were just differences in the colours around her.
A lot of red, though.
Red walls, red and black tiled floors… It was like the dark, spooky version of her own home. She looked up, to see her reflection with red eyes wave to her keenly.
“Come back here when I’m done. You’ll know.”
With that, her spooky, but oddly friendly, reflection rushed off through the house.
She might be here in this very red world for a while, so she might as well make the most of it. Her counterpart said she also had a dog… So it was worth seeing what that was going to be like here.
It was no doubt they shared a name, so the dog probably still had his own name, too. A common name for a dog, Rex.
She walked herself through a quick walk from the bathroom to her own room, and peered into the doorway. It was open in this world, since of course, no one was trying to bash down the door and probably murder her.
Her room was just as it was in her own realm.
A little messy with some clothes on the floor, but a shelf with some stuffed toys on it, a big cupboard and her cosy bed. Though everything had to look a little bit off, of course.
That including the dog laying on the bed.
Still furry and about the right size, the pup seemed to have two heads sprouting from the neck, and his tail appeared to split into two as well. But he still had the same black fur with a bit of white mixed into it.
He looked a little confused, but the wag of his tail and those blinking for eyes were some sort of assuring, just like her own Rex.
“Hi, buddy.” she waved awkwardly. “We just needed to switch places for a little bit. She’ll be back soon, but I won’t leave you by yourself!”
He shuffled along the bed without really trying to get up, to be in a place where the mirror of his owner could pet at his head. Even encouraging her by nudging her hand onto either of his heads.
Even with two heads, he was still pretty cute.
The reflection decided to be rather direct about her approach to this situation, standing readily at the staircase.
She wasn’t afraid, these people couldn’t even touch her!
People from her realm had horrifying powers that these people couldn’t even imagine, so it was no doubt they’d be made short work of.
Just one last hit, the door swung into the house aggressively, and two men stomped in together. They stopped soon enough, to notice the girl standing on the stairs.
“You been standing there the whole time?” one of them asked mockingly.
“Couldn’t even open the door for us?!” the other chimed in.
“Well, it’s not very encouraging when you’re trying your hardest to break it. Doors are expensive!” the reflection complained. Even if it wasn’t her own home, it was reason enough to get riled up.
“But,” she shrugged. “That doesn’t matter so much. One of you will die now.”
Before one of them got a chance to mock her, she launched her hand forwards, her fingers curled aggressively.
The man she pointed her hand at suddenly struggled and became stiff, he could barely move. But he ached. It got worse each second, his grunts turned into squeals.
“The hell are you doing to him?!” his friend barked, dashing forwards with a knife tugged out of his hoodie.
She was too arrogant, for this man did manage to harm her. Her hand processing the powers was slashed, from the palm to the end of her thumb. She hissed as she fell up a step, the burning on her hand was a terrible pain she never felt before.
But they had only made this worse for themselves.
She launched out her hand again, this time what looked like energy created from her own blood had gripped both of the men from their feet, leaving them to helplessly struggle.
“Ah, that’s better!” the reflection chimed eagerly. “I’ll send you far from here. At least you might learn something… If not, something far worse will happen to you.”
And with a snap of her fingers, the men vanished from in front of her in a few strong bursts of red lights and energy. She looked ahead at the door, and put the time into fixing it.
It was hard for a small woman no matter what kind of mystical powers she had, they sure weren’t built for fixing doors. But she did also make sure to complain to the council, that they needed to come and fix it properly as soon as they could.
Just one more stop until she headed back to the bathroom, she opened her mirror’s room up to peer inside. To see all the clothes messily laid on the floor, but more importantly, the pup sitting on the bed.
He was delighted to see her, scrambling across the bed to reach her and rolling around in demands of some attention.
It was a normal little border collie, black and white fur with big, cute eyes. The reflection reached down and petted at the dog with her healthy hand. “You’re even cute with just one head, Rex.” she told him happily.
But then, as promised, it was time to go home.
She couldn’t be without her own Rex anyway.
The mirror images met at the bathroom mirror once more.
“What happened?” the woman asked with wide blue eyes.
“They’re gone. And I sure hope they’ve learned their lesson.” her reflection answered with a casual shrug. “I got my hand a little hurt, but I can deal with that when I get home.” she reached her hand out to touch the mirror again, already able to see her home waiting for her.
The young woman placed her own hand back on the mirror, and just like before, the two of them switched places again. Back to where they should be.
“If you ever need help…” her reflection smiled at her eagerly. “You know where to find me!”
“Thank you!” she cheered. “I guess sometimes, you really only do need yourself.”
As if it were meant to happen, both were met by their dogs, having the same reaction of looking down at the pup rushing around their legs and giggling softly to themselves. “We can’t play now, it’s time for bed!” they both told their pets at the same time.
And with that, they left their mirrors to be back in their ordinary lives again.