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Shu Yin could easily see the front however the normally stunningly beautiful cards were solid black. She warned him of this 'Only when pure evil rings out and consumes me will my cards turn into the abyssal cards they were truly destined to be." Shu Yin had no idea what she was talking about, till now as he watched her face twist into a horrific demonic face that was not his beautiful sister. He was pretty scary in his long raven hair and piercing deep red eyes, but he looked like a saint compared to his sister right now. "What is it Adara, tell me your fortune." "I AM NOT ADARA YOU PEST, YOU WILL NOT CALL ME OF THAT NAME! I AM PAYMON, A KING OF HELL, THE MASTER OF CEREMONIES, I COMMAND OVER 200 LEGIONS! YOU WILL GIVE ME RESPECT MORTAL!"

Shu Yin found himself on a knee bowing, whether it was with his consent or not, he doesn't care, he's still alive. He was going to do whatever he had to so his sister would be safe. "My Lord Paymon, I am truly sorry for my ignorance as I have never been in the presence of something truly as glorious and terrible as you. It calmed Paymon down and he nodded, "Arise, I forgive you as you are young and she has not taught you of our ways yet, but you must have her teach you respect. Not all are as forgiving as I." Shu Yin stood and looked up to see Adara's face sunken in and her pretty teeth sharp. "Your sister's face will be fine when I leave, I have work to do, and yes I find it rather amusing and arousing how much you want to bed your sister. I like you, I like what sick and twisted things go on in your head." Floating to him where they were merely inches away, sulfur burning Shu Yin's eyes and nose "I know what you want to do with her, I know how you want to break her and I can help you if you wish." Smiling and laughing, but it was a weird grinding sound that was coming from the throat that was not his sisters, Paymon went back to the cards.

The minute the mirror rippled the first one flashed up morphing into a terrible scene of mutilation, a goat deamon ripping a human apart. "Ah, Lamia says they are now marked and are in the clutches of those in the mirror..." rubbing her now pointed chin as little horns were now pushing underneath the skin right above her eyebrows "Who's in the mirrors?"

touching the second picture as the two boys looked in the mirror and see a door opening behind them. However, when they turn the door is closed. Looking back and forth, the mirror reflects an open door but behind them it was firmly shut.

The card flickered on and Paymon snorted "Ornias, you were always a problem...but wait....its not you in the mirrors. How is a Harassing deamon not the one stuck in the mirror. What are you showing me?" Looking deeper Paymon saw figures of many that harassed even Ornias himself. "Interesting, even you want them dead....This is truly a dark day then I say my enemy. The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Well then Ornias for now we have a truce." He hated saying that but it was very much true. Touching another, the boys were on their way down the stairs into storage.

Shu Yin couldn't believe all this was happening, his sister was now a deamon that scared the holy s**t out of him. He's taken on bigger guys and Asians, he's pretty proud of the fact that he is so tough, but he doesn't know if he could take on a deamon, let alone in his sister's skin. He could never hit her, but he wanted her pretty face back so desperately. He doesn't have the first clue about this s**t, that's why he has her. He deals with the natural, she deals with the supernatural, that's their deal. She isn't keeping her end of the deal.

When the card flashed on there was a tall rectangle thing with a sheet firmly on it, ropes firmly tied around it with wards on and two somethings peeking under it. "This is not good for your health little humans...nor the lives that you have touched so far. There were no deamons in the card which led Paymon to believe that things were worse then even he knew. The two boys walked up to a mirror and looked in, nothing special. Trowa walked off, Heero was going to follow but heard a 'Heero' off in the distance. Turning he saw his sister standing behind him smiling, much younger then he is now but still 18, standing there nude, beautiful and very much alive. "AYAME!" Trowa was a fair distance away but started back hearing that. Heero turned to nothing there. Turning back to the mirror her neck was slit "YOU LET ME DIE!" she attacked his reflection, choking him bleeding in his mouth making him gasp for air, but choke on unseen liquid. It wasn't till Trowa rushed in she disappeared and Heero was safe, gasping for air on the floor.

Tapping another card it looked like the great fire of Chicago again. Paymon shut his eyes and shook his head. "Things are going to be a lot worse for your human friends." "I beg your pardon, but they are not my friends." "You don't get it, they have touched a lot of people and with two unknowing souls, the world of man's fate lie within their choices." "Wait no, my sister talks of The Fates." "They are very much real, but there is always a loop hole they put in, some give room. The complete Fate is sealed, everyone dies eventually. However, how you get there is gray area. What your sister fails to tell you so you have confidence, dear Shu Yin, is you can still wiggle in your fate. Where God gives you the right to choose what you want, but already knows what your going to do so its not really free will. The Fates do not know what you will choose. Your fate is sealed. You will die, just when and how you get there is not. Your sister shields you from much more then you know just as you shield her from much more then she knows. By the end of this, you will be nothing more then a broken man with no purpose." Shu Yin didn't like the sound of that.

The boys stood up then looked in the mirror. "Lets get out of here" Heero panted

"Yea...?" they saw their reflections smiling then all the sudden catch on fire. First their shoes then it raced like a fire storm up their bodies. The men went down rolling and screaming hitting each other and trying to put out the flames...that weren't there. They felt the burning of their clothes, flesh, souls but there was nothing on them. Flailing around the reflection was their reflection just on fire till after only thirty seconds that felt like an hour, they were out and never felt like they were on fire. They got up and ran out, but Heero hesitated a step as he saw a wallet, picking it up his a** was outside in the trailer with his partners panting. "What the hell was that?" Heero panted "I don't know but can we go to the quack yet?" Trowa huffed and puffed. "Yeah....we can...." They got up as it was almost their time off and went for their wallets for their ID cards, Heero had pocketed the other wallet in his coat. Heero got his out but Trowa's was missing. "s**t..."

After a lot of arguing they went back in for the stupid leather wallet. They, thankfully found it in the big room with all the mirrors as Paymon touched the last card, only to snort in disgust. "We deamons have rules, and now they are broken. Chaos will rain down on this Earth like a tidal wave if something is not done." the card was two men dropping goblets, holding their throats, poisoned.

"Got it. Let's go." Heero was all too happy to oblige but as they turned there was a deafening CCCCRRRAAACCCKKKK! Turning around there was a large, long crack with two star burst cracks. "Oh s**t, we're going to get into so much trouble....." They rushed over and pressed their hands over the cracks trying to figure out what to do, however, when both men had a hand over the burst, they both screamed and recoiled looking down, not seeing a large shard sink back into the mirror. Looking up from their bloody palms they saw there was no crack nor burst. however there were hand prints everywhere, all sizes. The disturbing part was they were from the inside.

When Polanski came to relieve them he watched the two men, monkey their way, hurt, into the big truck and speed off. "Not another one...two..." he sighed sadly, he's seen a lot of men and women come and go in this place, all dying, all from the graveyard shift. That's why he was so old, he is the day shift.