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You don't know me.

You'll probably never know me.

I was a little girl, one of three. Our names were created by someone young, someone naive. Since then, I have remained a mystery to everyone except Her. They know of me, but they do not know the inside of me. They do not know me as intimately as those who have gone.

I sometimes wonder what it's like to be back on That Side of the mirror. I was placed here years ago, quite some time after being created for the first time. I'm still real, though. Somewhere, inside Her I am still real and alive.

I'm not just a work of fiction as most would like you to believe. I have feelings, I have a past, I have family and friends. I was the first to be created so intensly by Her. I was Her first real creation. All the others had changes made, were never just one person. I, however, was a masterpiece created by the hands of a child. I was the light in the night, if you will.

My story says that I was the oldest of three daughters. My parents were killed just shortly after my youngest sister was born. Since then, we were placed in the care of my grandmother.

I met a boy whose name I do not remember. Together, we learned simple things, things She thought were interesting. Martial Arts and skate boarding. Like a the child that She was, she taught me how to skate, snow and air board. I became a fighter and a telepath, someone to contend with with weaknesses so insane that they couldn't ever be realistic on a human.

But I wasn't human. Not yet, anyway.

I grew up, my sisters, the boy and I all became rather close. I fell in love with him. Then, he left me. He was destroyed just as my parents were years before.

I never knew his story or his past, since he never really received one as I had. It was that day that my past ended and my present began. I ran away from home, away from my grandmother and my sisters, to a place with creatures with abilities I never dreamed of.

but I was a telepath, a skill that was never indulged in very often. I learned to love the other creations around me, as I was one of them. This time lasted many years. Real years. Human years. I evolved and changed, as She did and the others around her. The Puppet Master controlling the creations that were as much a part of them as I was a part of Her.

My evolution included the ability of flight, I became a child of the night and gained the ability to manipulate wind and the air around me. Somewhere inside Her, She knew she was being foolish. I had no longer been just a creation, or even a real person, I had become a deity and it was time for my time with these beautiful beings to end.

She began to take it into her own hands. She removed my night stalking and my wind. One by one, my abilities began to vanish before finally I was as I had been years before.

Eventually, She decided it was time to end. I was too real, too fragile. I had changed as She had changed and it was time for the stories to end. I went back home; my youngest sister had had a child while I was away, even though she herself was still young.

I went to the brave of the boy I had once loved. During my time with the others, I had fallen in love many times. But none of those would ever compare to the time I had with this boy.

In attempt to contact him using the telepathy I had originally possesed, I was attacked and slaughtered by men I would never meet. They castrated my wings and destroyed my body until I lay dying on his tombstone.

That day was the day I left this side of the mirror and took my place on the Other Side. I was never made to return to This Side to interact with the others, as they no longer exist. The people who made them and controlled them have long since destroyed that part of their lives. Burning their bridges behind them, She and I knew they would never return. She couldn't fix it this time.

My name is Lightz Night, and I am not real.