Tiwa De Ysleta…a soul that was killed by Sundance Coyote about 100 years ago…revived under the body of a descendant of the Ysleta tribe…Emma Smith…This is the story of how Emma and Tiwa met…

“You’re looking beautiful Tiwa…” Tiwa brushes her hair as she looks at the mirror. At the mirror, her reflection does the same action however, the reflection smiles at her.

“To be honest…I don’t feel comfortable…Emma…” Tiwa lowers her head. Emma puffs her cheeks; “Oh come on…I finally convinced you to wear makeup and you put that sad face…Tiwa…snap out of it already…he said yes…didn’t he…”

“I know…but still…I feel as if…as if he only thinks of me as a friend…” Tiwa stops brushing her hair. Emma sighs; “Look…remember 3 years ago…when we met?”

“Oh yeah…I do…” Tiwa lifts up her face. Emma smiles at her; “Back then…you were also scared…”

“I was…”

“So was I…but you know what…it was destiny for us to meet that fateful day…”

Tiwa remembers the day she woke up from that long slumber...

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3 Years ago…Santa Fe, New Mexico

Located in Santa Fe, New Mexico…there is a huge state located at the tallest hill…in that estate lives the famous Smith family…the owners of the City…At their large mansion…a girl named Emma Smith, received a present…during that time…Emma was…what people considered…a spoiled brat…

(CCCRRAASSHHH)

“THIS FOOD IS DISGUSTING…TELL THE CHEF THAT I WANTED TURKEY…NOT CHICKEN…” Emma Smith (Age 13) throws the plate to the wall. Her servants immediately run and clean up everything. The butler standing at her side bows his head; “I am sorry madam…I will tell the chef to make Turkey right away…”

“No need to…I’m not hungry anymore…I will head to my room now…” Emma stands up from the table and walks to her room. She looks at one of her maids; “Hey you…are my parents home…”

The maid nervously replies; “N-N-No young mistress…your parents are currently in New York…”

“Damn them…” Emma closes the door with force as she walks towards her room. As she walks through the long corridor, Emma looks at the moon; “Those damn parents of mine…I can’t believe they leave their only daughter alone…it’s like they don’t care about me…”

Emma looks at a family picture, she grabs it and throws it out the window; “I DON’T HAVE A FAMILY!”

Emma enters her room; “I don’t want to be alone…”

“That was quite a show you brought there…” Emma hears a voice, she looks up and sees a figure standing in the window.

The figure is a tall man, wearing a back charro attire…he has his Charro hat, and a mustache…

Emma trembles; “W-W-Who are you?”

“I’m no one special…but some people call me…El Diablo…” The man lifts his head, showing his bright red eyes. Emma tries to open the door; “SOMEONE…HELP ME…SOMEONE…”

“HAHAHA…Nobody will come and help a spoiled brat…I closed the doors shut…” El Diablo laughs at her. Emma stops struggling and with tears in her eyes she turns around:

“W-W-What are you going to do to me?”

“Hahaha…don’t be afraid little girl…I didn’t come here to do anything in particular…just to give you a little gift…”

“A gift?”

“That’s right…it’s a gift that you will hold on too…and that way, you will never be alone…” El Diablo puts a small gift box in her bed. He slowly walks backwards as he looks at her:

“Tell me…being alone is something that you hate right?”

“...” Emma nods in agreement as tears come out of her eyes. El Diablo smiles at her; “Well then, with this gift…you will never be alone…you are a descendant of the Ysleta tribe right?”

Emma nods in agreement. El Diablo chuckles; “This is perfect…you will be a perfect vessel…”

“Vessel?”

“That’s right…open the box and you will see…” El Diablo slowly fades away and disappears from Emma’s sight. Emma stands up and slowly walks towards the bed.

(BADUMP BADUMP)

Anxiety grows within her as she approaches the box; “This box…what does it have?”

Emma grabs the box and unwraps it, she opens it with fear and sees that it is a collar with a stone with a mark of a wing.

“What is this? A stone?” Emma slowly touches the stone with fear, however, nothing happened. Emma grabs it and looks at it; “This is not pretty at all…I would have prefer a diamond…”

Curiosity dominates Emma, she decides to put it on and looks at the mirror; “I guess…it’s pretty after all…”

(BADUMP BADUMP BADUMP)

Emma feels weird, suddenly, her eyes turn hollow; “What’s happening to me?” Emma falls unconscious. In her mind, Emma floats in an empty space:

“Where am I?”

“You there…where am I?” Emma hears someone calling from behind, she turns around and sees someone identical to her:

“Wait…is that me? Is this a mirror?”

“Who are you? What is going on?” The other Emma speaks in the native American language. Emma looks confused; “Sorry…I can’t understand you…”

The other Emma gets closer to her, Emma extends her hand, the other one does the same. Soon they grab their hands. At that moment, Emma and the other Emma begin to share memories and knowledge of each other.

(BBBAADDUUMMMPPP)

“So…you are one of my descendants?” The other Emma asks. Emma with tears in her eye's nods in agreement:

“So…you were killed at this age…how cruel…I’m so sorry…”

“Don’t be…it was the fate of my clan to perish…and therefore…I will seek revenge…”

“How will you that?”

“Please…lend me your body…” The other Emma asks Emma. Emma looks scared at first; “I-I-I can’t…”

“Do not hesitate…this is the only way…I also saw your memories…you were alone all this time…but now that I am here…you will never be alone…” The other Emma extends her hand; “Please…I beg you…help me find peace to my soul…”

Emma, who hesitated first, extended her hand; “Very well…I shall lend you my body…”

“I appreciate it…I, Tiwa de Ysleta…the last Shaman Priestess…request your body…”

“I…Emma Smith…accept this request on one condition…I will never be alone…”

“I accept…” Tiwa and Emma hug each other creating a shining light.

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Present…

“It's been three years…hasn’t it…” Tiwa touches the mirror. Emma also touches the mirror; “You know…I really enjoy our time together…”

“I’m sorry that you can’t spend more time with this body…” Tiwa apologizes, Emma shakes her head:

“No…that’s okay…I really like seeing you live a normal life once in a while…and also how you fight those Sombras…”

Emma smiles at her; “Thank you for not leaving me alone…”

“I will never leave you…after all…we are one…right?”

“Now show Alejandro…the proud priestess that you are…”

“I will!” Tiwa puts on some make up. Emma does the same as she thinks:

“I wish…I can hug you like that time…”

“I also wish for that…who knows…maybe one day…we will…”

Tiwa and Emma left for the, and the rest of the events…well…you already know what happened…

The End…