Vira slipped into the shower. She sat there in the warm water, thinking about how her life had changed in a matter of days. She met Vashen, a man that killed any demons or races that mudered and killed. She almost tried to kill him, thinking he was after her since she was an Elf. She got raped, and was saved from being killed. She then left town to chase after this white haired man, because he was the only connection she had to her actual life. Met her evil twin, and fell in love. She sighed. Someday, she would see Andrea again, and she would tell her EVERYTHING. She got done and stepped out of the shower. As she stood in front of the mirror, brushing out her curls, a surge of magic slashed through her stomach, sending her to her knees.<br/><br/>She sat there for a few minutes, cradling her stomach.<span style="font-style: italic">What on earth was that?</span>She slowly stood up and made her way over to the bed. She crawled under the covers, it still smelled like him. She smiled, and remembered her sisters powers. And it hit her. Everything that had happened last night. She sat up and stared at her hands. Had she....almost killed her sister? Absorbed her? Vira shook her head, she couldn't get the image of the white eyed version of herself out of her head. She lay back down, and had another little thought. If Firrae could send images and messages to people...<br/><br/>Vira concentrated on Vashen, her love for him poured into every once of magic she put into it. It was weird, she could feel the magic that had slashed her tummy glad up from the exact spot and join hers. She had more then enough to send a message.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF00BF">"Vashen, i forgot to say, I love you. I think i can send this message to you from my head. I dont know how im doing it, but i am. Be Safe. I love you."</span><br/><br/>She smiled, content with the message, and drifted off to sleep.