Mirage Incredibles Novels & Stories

Mirage’s P.O.V “If you see the blood-works closely, both Mirage and Alpha Krimson have the same proteins in their blood in higher quantities.” Daisy pointed out to the projector screen, which had an image of several circular or oval shaped bug-like “cells” swimming in a pit of more such bug-like cells. “The two images are nearly identical. The only difference is the amount of adrenaline in definitely higher for both of them, but more so in case of Mirage.”

> “Trying to. Mimicking. Maybe… learning.” Mira swallowed. “Great. So we’ve created a magical toddler with attachment issues.” > “You say that like it’s funny.” > “It’s either laugh or panic, Adrian. I’m choosing laughter for now.” But even as she said it, the mirror rippled — and a voice that wasn’t quite hers whispered from the reflection: > “Don’t laugh at me.” Mira froze. “Did you—?” > “Yes,” Adrian said grimly. “I heard it too.”

"When I leave, I'll leave a teleportation channel. Just walk in, and you'll return to your previous spot. Then — see you next time." The Mirage White Tiger made a whining sound, facing Caspian and its child as it slowly stepped back. Each step the tiger took seemed to weigh thousands of kilograms. Finally, after more than dozens of steps, the Mirage White Tiger's eyes flashed with determination, and it turned around, roaring. Boom! The space in front of the Mirage White Tiger suddenly melted as if it were snow, and a hole appeared. It was bizarre and colorful with many twists and turns, and Caspian did not know where it led to.

But the older witches long for this time when they will once again be able to see and experience the grandure of how it was before the reign of the black witches. Mira suddenly felt a feeling of belongingness and unaware that tears are steaming from her eyes washing the stain in the mother crystal a tear that was like magic spreads and cleanse the years of oppression and bad deeds. Then when the mother crystal was totally cleaned and clear of any stain, Mira was envelope with incandescent reflection. An apparition appeared in front of her, glowing with equally bright reflection. The eyewitness ot what is happening was in awe. 'Mira my daughter I have been waiting for a long time for you

As it is, no one could see him except, of course, me. All they could see is an hovering dragon. "Don't move, Megan." He ordered and I stopped. I was just few feet away from Mrs Spears and the mansion's entrance. "You don't need to try anything funny." I watched him control bricks with his other hand. Those bricks hit the workers that were running around the house. Dead bodies kept increase. The sight I hate most - "But too late, Sage." I half yelled as I ran towards Mrs Spears, pulled her down with me to dodge the charging bricks and we disappeared into the mansion. I released her from my grip and I noticed she had lost consciousness.

Mirage was surprised that Orea knew the truth, “Everything I did was for the good of this realm.” And Mirage recited her mantra: “A few sacrificed, more gained!” Orea hated that motto, that had meant that previously Mirage had to sacrifice the lives of thousands of Succubinos deviously, in order for her to become even more powerful. “I will give you one last chance to bow down before me and accept me as your queen once again, or the consequences will be dire. I will be forced to destroy the whole lot of you. If you stand against me.” the eyes of Mirage were glowing red with energy, she seemed to be a fearful sight. “I’m curious to know where, your so called queen has run off to?”

She raised a hand—and three of her mirror copies lunged forward. Carl intercepted one, blade humming. Ophelia ducked the second, slamming her palm against its head and activating her memory disruptor. Tobias scrambled for cover, launching a neuro-blast that flickered through the air like lightning. But Mira didn’t move. She just watched. And smiled. “You’re not ready for what’s coming,” she said. “None of you are.” Then her body turned to light—and vanished. The remaining mirror copies fell to the ground like broken puppets.

That night Mahira kept very busy with her dreams , she dreamt that she stood outside a dark cave, the mouth of which was covered with a heavy waterfall, there were beautiful flowers, plants and shrubbery that adorned the entrance to the dark cave, though her mind stopped her from venturing into it, her heart kept pulling her towards it, she entered into it and was taken aback at the raw beauty of nature, from above a single stream of moonlight fell onto the centre of the cave, a beautiful girl in colourful tribal wear sat beneath the light, her back faced Mahira who kept taking steps towards her, long dark black straight hair covered her bare back till her hips, as Mahira neared the girl, sh

Inside me there was a mixture of respect, excitement and fear for the immense god of the waters. When I came out of the sea, it felt like I had expelled an immense amount of water, stagnant and rotten, from inside my lungs. It was like breathing again. I grabbed my clothes and walked to the car. I went to my house, a refuge where I projected all my happiness. I took a shower and threw myself on the bed. I dreamed about Manuela. She entered the room and walked slowly to our bed. He climbed on top of me, sitting on my lap. I opened my eyes and saw her smiling. Multicolored butterflies swirled all over her body as sunlight flooded the room. A bright light spread through the room and she silentl

He completed and my eyes went wide. “As soon as we realized, they are here for you, we rushed however…” he stopped and my breathing went uneven. “H---how is Mirage?” I questioned with my bones breaking, I find it impossible to stand and my whole body is shattering piece by piece. “He is under going surgery now… he has fifteen broken bones, lethal blood lo---”