Snippet #1405410

Jaden did as Ami asked. He was never very good at concentrating too hard on something, but he shrugged and figured he'd give it a try. After bringing back the thoughts from earlier, he felt his chest rise in anger and his fists clench tightly. It was hard, but he tried to concentrate on transferring that emotional anger into the power he felt bubbling up inside his gut and through his hands. Finally, when he felt like he couldn't continue on anymore like that, he opened his eyes and let out a breath.

Glancing in front of him, he blinked dumbly at the figure standing there, matching his height exactly. The person reflected an almost exact image of him, with minor, hardly noticeable physical differences. The replica's skin-tone was a touch tanner, his black hair even darker, and instead of blue, the eyes were a swirling mass of black. Glancing around, Jaden noticed the replica had no shadow--but of course, it was made of shadow, so why would it? It sort of unnerved him, like looking in a creepy mirror at some freak show. The replica was exactly like him, but had a large smirk on his face that made Jaden uncomfortable. He was a replica. He was heartless. He was a shadow of Jaden's own self.

The replica took a step forward and Jaden freaked and took a step back, putting his arms up in defense--the replica disappeared immediately. He sighed in relief, staring at the area where it once was in slight fear. "L-let's work on that some other time,"