Chapter: Mirror image

"WHY?
I was so close!
Why?
Why?"
She kept banging her fist against the mirror. And hit.
"Does not matter."
"NO it's not. Damn it"
"Just forget about it. Accept it."
"No never.
As long as there is still a chance, no matter how long I have to fight for it, I'll take it. At some point I have to find out who he is and where. "
Tears welled from her eyes, she had said these sentences so often and nothing had changed.
She supports her hands on the mirror and slowly looked up.
Pale skin met well-tanned skin.
Red eyes on green and
white hair on black.
She had always been an albino, her sister, who didn't smile sadly at her in the mirror.
In the same way, this smile was the opposite of her tear-reddened eyes.
"Why?" She breathed.

There was a lot that Jack thought about the moment a girl ran him over and his coffee spilled onto her t-shirt.
"I'm sorry. Wait, I'll help you." He helped the girl up. "I'm really sorry. Come on, I'll buy you something at the cafe." Jack didn't even notice the girl's fatal looks.
They went to a cafe and sat there.
“And you are?” “White,” came back coolly. "White? An interesting name."
"Are you in the Navy?" "Yes. I'm flying to Afghanistan soon."
"Aha." Jack was used to different reactions.
"See. That'll be my supervisor. One ..."
White's eyes widen. "... his name is ...", but Jack got no further. White had grabbed his wrist and was pulling him with him. The people in the cafe looked after them strangely.
"Take me to him."
"How?"
"Take me to him!"
"It's in Afghanistan."
"I don't care. He did something terrible to my sister," White swallowed, and I have to undo that. "
"He's a Marine he would ... Arrggh." White had bruised his wrist and dragged him down a back alley.
“You have no idea what this man did.” She had taken him by the collar and pressed me against the wall.
Jack paid no more attention to her.
"How?"
White noticed it and slowly turned around.
"How is that possible?"
In the small shop window across from them, Jack and White were reflected, only that White didn't look like White.
She let go of him. "This is Nero, my twin sister."
"How can your sister ... how ... possible?"
"A lot is possible. The man made her my reflection and shadow."
"Why?"
“Because he wasn't allowed to kill any of us.” White gripped a chain with a white stone as she spoke. The chain looks like it's not whole.
"Why?"
"It's not important. The important thing is that I have to free Nero. I don't have that much time left."
"How long has that been?"
"4 years."
“I'll help you.” Jack put a hand on her shoulder. White, who had been looking at the floor throughout the explanation, slapped her hand off her shoulder and looked up.A grin appeared on her face that said, now I have you.
"Well then let's go. I'm anchoring a boat here.", And again she pulled Jack with her.

“I don't understand!” Jack sat in the room that White had given him and thought.
“Sometimes neither do I.” Jack looked up to see she was in the mirror. White's sister.
He backed away. How ... how could that be.
"White is sleeping. If she does that, I can move in the mirrors. But don't tell her about it. She's already stressed enough."
Jack just nodded.
"I wish she'd finally give up on me. It's way too dangerous."
"Wouldn't you do the same?"
"Of course, I would give anything for her."
"Can you see it."
"Call me Nero."
"Nero is not your typical name, especially for women."
"It's called black in Italian. White and Nero, go ahead."
"How old are you?"
"17."
"And how is it all possible?"
"He's a banner. There are banners and summoners. And fighters."
"Fighter?"
"There are different guilds and one of them is me and White."
"And…"
"It's not that important. Good night."

Jack was in the plane that flew him to Afghanistan. White had said she was going to sneak aboard somehow and that they would meet after landing. She hadn't mentioned how she wanted to do it.
"We'll land soon."

“What are you waiting for?” Jack grinned, if only he knew. They had landed 5 minutes ago and he had no idea. So he did his chores first.
"Jack." He turned around.
“What's the ax for?” White had a large, quite large, metal ax attached to her back.
"You have your weapons, I have mine."
"I'm watching him. If anything unusual happens, I'll let you know. But until then, White, you kept reverberating. I'm not going to jeopardize a mission because of you or my position."
“I don't plan to.” She took a step closer to him and looked him straight in the eye.

"Are you sure?" "Yes, absolutely sure. I would be careful if I were you."
White just pushed the gas a little further. She didn’t care whether they drove through the night or what the Navy SUV that they had "borrowed" could withstand. She had learned from Jack that he had recently left the premises illegally.
She would get him, finally.
Suddenly something exploded below them and she was no longer in control of the car. They overturned.
"Damn it." She crawled out the window and was greeted by 3 machine guns.
They made up a foreign language, she strongly suspected it was Arabic, before they spoke to her with broken English. "Get up. Immediately with your hands behind your head."
She did as she was told and watched as she dragged Jack out of the car.
"What kind of guys are they? Terrorists?"
"Definitely not. Just petty criminals."
"Well then it shouldn't be that difficult to turn them off."“I'll be there when you have a plan.” When did he start using her name?
"No."
Jack looked at her. White just grinned.
“What is that?” The guy turned to White, her ax in hand, which she had kept close at hand, next to her in the car.
“My gun.” The guy laughed and turned around. “Did you hear her gun?” He turned back to White and gave her a mocking look.
"So what's that?" He held his gun to her head.
“As I said, my gun.” And before he could even react. When she had his pistol out of her hand, hit Jack, grabbed her ax and beheaded him.
Jack incapacitated the others as soon as he had the gun.
"Very quickly," was all he said when they got into the guys' vans and this time Jack was behind the wheel.
"It can be done faster."

“There he is.” Jack looked through his night vision device. “He's just entering a cave.” “Then we'll followhim.” They had packed the SUV and followed him on foot.
They crept on to hell.
"Are you sure you don't want a night vision device." "I don't know how it works."
"Then stay behind me."
They climbed down the tunnel. Jack wondered about its geology.
“What is that?” They had come to a place lit by torches and blinking everywhere. The tunnel ended a few feet above the ground.
"A mag hell. Such are used by banners and summoners."
White sawhim. "Damn bastard."
"Wait." White didn't listen to Jack. She grabbed her ax and jumped down to him. He noticed her and avoided her. "What are you doing here."
"Free my sister."
"No chance."
White tried to keep attacking, but she didn't hit him. For itheshe.
"Arrghh", she fell to the ground and held the pierced shoulder.
"It's over now."
"Or not. Put your gun down and hands up." Jack stood behind him with his pistol drawn.
"How could they?"
"You have no idea."
Meanwhile, White searched his pockets and found what she was looking for.
"What is White?" "I need a mirror."

“What is White?” She stood at an angle in front of the mirror.
"I'm scared, what if it doesn't work? What if it's too late?"
"It'll be fine."
"I mean she has adapted more and more. Her hair became as short as mine and ..."
Jack put a hand on her shoulder.
"Trust me."
"Thank you. Thank you for everything. Without you I would never have made it. I would still look for him and not know who he is and try other, more dangerous ways."
Jack was silent. White went to the mirror and held the black counterpart to her chains in his hands. Nero reached for it and her hand really came through the mirror and grabbed it. White beamed, grabbed her wrist and pulled her out of the mirror.
"White.""Nero"
They hugged and couldn't hold back their tears.
"I am so happy."
"Me too, me too,
Sister heart. "