Vira, yawned, her eyes opening to the sunlight that streamed through the window. She sat up, swinging her legs off the bed. She stretched her arms towards the ceiling, letting out a satisfied sigh. She felt good. She felt happy. She felt powerful. She felt.........sick.<br/><br/>In a matter of seconds, her cheek was leaning on the side of the toilet bowl. She had just got done puking anything that was in her stomach. She got up and dragged herself to the bathroom, grabbing her toothbrush that she had grabbed this morning from her room, and started brushing her teeth. SHe glanced up and took in her naked form. There stood a small elf with long blonde curls and sleepy silver eyes. Her body was small an skinny, excpet......<br/><br/>The tooth brush fell from her mouth as she gasped. Her hands went to her stomach, feeling the slight bump there. It was hard, not squishy like fat. She skimmed her hand around the bump, examining it with awe. Then, she felt it kick. She about screamed. Something was inside her. She ran to her room in her robe, grabbing her bag of clothes, and rushed back to Vashens room. She hurriedly got dressed in a baggy t-shirt, and some pants, then zipped out the door, almost crashing into the girl that stood right in the frame.<br/><br/>"Slow down, Fisraee....we need to talk."<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">FIRRAE</span><br/><br/><br/>Firrae  sat in her chair next to her mirror, Her mother's hand on her shoulder.<br/><br/>"It's ok dear. We all forgive you. I know you were scared to be absorbed by your sister, and thats why you did it. I tried telling you i had all my researches look into it, and i found a loop hole. You wounldn't listen. Maybe you will now."  Firrae looked up at her mother. She felt terrible. She had tore apart her family. She nodded, listening to her mothers words. The researchers had found the story on the Light and Dark Beast brothers , Fisraee's and Firraee's ancestors.  The light brother nor the dark brother had absorbed the other. They found a way to work together for many years. The witch that had come to Her parents long ago had tried to gain favor, and she was killed for her trickery.<br/><br/>Firrae sighed. Maybe, Vashen could forgive her too. She knew she had grown fond of him through Vira's memories. She should have never delved into those. Now she had a weakness.<br/><br/>"Im sorry mother. I will make this right again." The young girl stood and walked to the mirror, placing her hand on it.<br/>"Mirror, show me my sister. SHow me Fisraee." The mirror swirled with colors, showing the girl on the floor next to the toilet. Firrae gasped as her eyes caught something.<br/><br/>"Mother, do you...do you see that? Her stomach!" Where Vira's stomach was, was a slight bulge, swirling with magical energy. Her mother came up behind Firrae and stroked the mirror, the picture of her dear daughter.<br/><br/>"My dear sweat girl, is having a child." Firrae looked up at her mom in horror. Fisraee was...pregnant!? Firrae flashed back to the mirror in a commanding tone.<br/><br/>"Show me Vashen." The mirror swirled with colors again, finally settling on the white haired man, sitting in a cell. Firrae snarled.<br/><br/>"This is wrong. My sister is carrying his child and he has gotten him self thrown in PRISON! Mom, im going to her!"  She stepped back from the mirror and let the black magic enfold her. She found her self standing in the door way, just as her sister came storming out of the bathroom dressed.<br/><br/>"Slow down Fisraee....we need to talk." Firrae caught her sisters shoulders in her hands, stopping her in front of her. Fisraee's eyes went wide with Fear and Anger.<br/><br/>"Get out of here Firrae. I cant handle you right now." Firrae sighed and placed a hand on her stomach.<br/><br/>"Let me explain dear sister, on the way to visit your baby's daddy in Prison."