This can not be happening, Fang thought to himself as he stood in front of the window of a closed shop. The sky was dark gray. It was beginning to rain and people were running by, paying no attention to him.
But Fang just stood there, motionless. He couldn't believe his eyes. A couple of hours ago, the flock had ditched him. And now he knew why.
In the reflection of the mirror, a tall, dark-haired boy stood. His curious eyes darted every which way. But the reflection in the mirror wasn't his own. His body wasn't even his own anymore. It was that of his worst enemie's.
Ari.
What happened? He asked...
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