Please note that this story is slightly more violent then my others, but there is no murders or anything like that. Still disgusted? I guess you shouldn't read it then.
Case number: 555
Date of admission: February 13…
Name: calls herself Kitty
Age and Sex: 15 years. Female.
Married, Single or Widowed: In a relationship
Has any family?: Not sure.
Occupation: None Available
Habits of Life: Trying to end her life
Religious persuasion: not sure
Brought by whom?: a mysterious woman (unknown if family)
Form of Insanity: Psychotic, obsessive
Supposed cause: Not sure
Is hereditary?:Suspected
Is Suicidal?: Yes
Is dangerous to others?: Yes
Is destructive to property?:Yes
State of bodily health?: Body seems just okay
Marks of violence, if any: Cuts and bruises (Self-inflicted of course)
Facts
specified in medical certificate, upon which opinion of insanity
founded: 1. Facts indicating insanity observed by medical man. Claims
to hear voices at night. Prone to bouts of melancholia, interspersed
with brief periods of excitement, such as to interrupt the peace of the
household. 2: Other facts indicating insanity, communicated to him by
others. General raving. Has made numerous accusations against her
guardian, which, as he is a respected personage, are clearly the
ravings of a fevered mind. Has violently attacked her guardian, causing
serious injury. Has conspired with the housemaid to ruin household
property, and attempted to steal items, namely a stone Cherub and an
ironwork Candelabra. Attempted suicide by drowning (How original).
Walking the city of London in insufficient and inappropriate clothing.
Stealing goods from local merchants. Intent to prostitute. Order signed
by....
Part 1:
"Now child, i abhor a fuss, and i dislike noise in
general. So i demand your co-operation, and am, as you can see,
prepared to extract it from you willingly or...otherwise. Do you intend
to come quietly, or not?"
"Madam" said she, "I come as quietly as the dead"
"Brilliant, brilliant, only the light restraints gentlemen"
Roughly
was i led out to the waiting coach by my leash, and all i could think
was "And these are the light restraints?" (who are you?) "I am your
captain" (What is this?) (hello!) "Awareness is the enemy of sanity,
for once you hear the screaming, it never stops"
Part 2:
The woman sat in a pure white room. Everything was white. At least, in
this room it was. Too white for her, the girl on a leash that had
obvious wear and tear on it. It hurt her eyes. “Take me away, Madam,
take me away. It hurts…”
The woman who stood behind the man holding
the leash just frowned her disapproval. Then the girl saw the desk, or
at least it LOOKED like that. The woman behind the desk seemed to roll
her eyes. “Yes? Whats her case?”
The man holding the girl called
Kitty tugged her aside. “No need for you to hear what the Madam has to
say.” He muttered, mostly to himself. Kitty tugged, trying to escape,
but his grip to strong. The leather looked old and was torn in a few
spots, but it was still sturdy enough to hold the pixie-like girl. “No
no no. It’s too bright.”
“Well, you deserve to be here. You’ll
be with people like yourself.” The man said, half heartedly paying
attention. “If you’re lucky that is. Hehehe.”
Lucky? What did
that mean? Where am i? What is this place? Finally, after a very long
wait, or so it felt, the woman came back with the woman from behind the
desk. “My name is Rino.” The desk woman said. Rino? What a different
name. “This is your new home. Follow me please…”
HOME?! What
is she talking about? Kitty struggled harder and harder on the leash
holding her but the man wouldn’t budge. The woman stepped near Kitty
and yanked at her hair. It hurt, but Kitty barely noticed. Getting away
was more important. “Stop struggling. We’ll make sure you’re very happy
here.” Rino said. Happiness? Why do I care for that? The doors seemed
no never end in the never ending hall. “Here.” Rino said, opening a
door. It was dark and grey with a window with bars across it. “You’ll
never see them again.” Rino said softly. She looked at the man and
woman. “Say goodbye.”
“No. I’m going back with them.” Kitty said defiantly.
“You’re staying here.” The woman said.
“Madam…” Rino started.
“No, she needs to stay here. You know why.”
“Very
well. What you have told me only backs you up.” Rino said. “Come
Kitty…” Her loose silvery hair trailed after her. Kitty looked at her,
her black hair in her eyes to hide… SOMETHING. She couldn’t remember
what the wet things that come from your eyes were called.
Part 3:
Rino led the pixie-girl into the cold, grey room. There was a small
bed-looking thing and a small toilet. “Why do you think you’re here?”
Rino asked softly. She seemed nervous, and was fixing her silvery hair.
Kitty
looked around, her small hands into fists. She didn’t see Rino anymore,
she saw a tall thing, the part that was just hair on top of her hair
was all over her body.
“Attack it! What it will do to you will be ten times worse if you don’t do something about it.”
What about Rino?
“Who is Rino to you anyway? She’s helping the Madam keep you in this weird place.”
What if…
Then
it came. The scream. That terrible terrible scream. Kitty helped
release the scream from her small body, and lunged for the monster.
Rino meant nothing to her at this point. She lept at the monster, and
went to attack.
Rino dodged. She was use to this. Thankfully, Kitty was too small to do too much damage.
“Right, right, destroy it, before it destroys you. See how it moves? Out of fear and bracing itself for you… Keep going…”
The
scream. The scream. The scream. The scream… the scream… the grey room…
the very bright room… the scream… the grey room… the dark.
Part 4:
The pixie-girl woke up. It was gone, the scream, for now. But it’ll
come back, it always does. Why do I panic about it so much if I’m use
to it? Where is that girl? Um, Leeno she called herself?
Rino was writing on a pad.
Psychotic. Screams. Hears Voices. Faints (possibly due to size).
Finally, Rino turned towards Kitty. “Oh, you’re up now. Good, I was worried about you.”
“Where is it?” Kitty asked in an almost silent whisper. “The thing I saw?”
Sees things.
“I’m not sure of what you saw.” Rino said. “Hm, perhaps the medical man should look at you?”
“Medical man?” What’s a medical man? Why do I need or want one anyway?
“He can help you. With his help, you may not see the Thing again.” Rino said. “Can you please describe the Thing?”
“NO!”
Yells.
“I
cannot tell you! It’s more likely to come back to kill me if I did.”
Kitty went to her bed, and dashed under the covers, shaking in fear.
“Don’t let it come back again, please I beg you.”
“The medical man can help. His name is Drake. I’ll call for him at once.”
Medical
man. I have seen them before I think. They are known for just telling
you things you know you have wrong already, right? But, I don’t have a
fever. Do I? Hm, I really don’t know.
Rino went to the door,
opened it, allowing light into the room. Kitty ducked deeper into the
covers in fear of the white hall and the bright light that hurt her
eyes.
Medical man…
Kitty saw that scene, a long ago forgotten scene when she was with the Madam…
“Child, this is the Medical Man. He can help you, as long as you talk QUIETLY.”
“Madam, I’m very silent.”
“Good good, tell him everything.” The Madam left.
“Kitty?” The Medical Man started. “The Madam…”
The scream.
“Kitty? What’s wrong? Answer me, now!”
The scream.
“MADAM!”
The scream. The dark.
The
scene ended, and sheets were all her eyes could see. Kitty looked
carefully at the sheets, wanting to count every fiber there. Every
speck of dust. Then the Medical Man, Drake, came in the room. Kitty
ignored him, still counting the fibers and dust.
Drake pulled
back the covers, and saw the pale pixie-girl. She looked at him, not
really seeing him. “Kitty, right?” he said. His hair was darker then
Kitty’s and his eyes were a soft baby blue.
“Am I dead?” Kitty
asked. Angel. That was the word that came to Kitty’s mind when she
looked at him. Only the dead are so beautiful, or so I’ve been told.
Kitty really thought she was in her final resting place.
“No, you are alive. What makes you think you are dead?”
Kitty
scrambled to get the covers over her again. If this wasn’t an angel,
she wanted nothing to do with it. One hundred fibers I counted before
right? And wasn’t it 450 dust specks right?
“Kitty, I can’t help you if you won’t talk to me.” Drake said, keeping calm.
Kitty
looked at him with the covers still over her eyes so she could talk and
count at the same time. “Look, unless you’re an angel, I don’t want to
talk to you.”
“You have something better to help you then?” Drake asked, still keeping amazingly calm.
Kitty
paused in her counting, and Drake removed the covers from her face. He
looked at her black eyes. “I can help you stop hearing and seeing
things.” Drake said, still looking deeply into her black eyes. But her
black eyes were hard as onyxes, determined to not be helped. “I see.
When you change your mind, Rino will inform me. Now, allow me my leave
as I have other calls to make.”
“Leave then! Leave and never
come back! You’re insane! You’re an angel! I don’t know why you are
determined to bother me about something I’m not!” Kitty yelled.
“That’s right, let him know the truth. You’re not normal, but you’re not in need of a doctor.”
“I don’t need no Medical Man! Let Rino know that!”
“The Medical Men are known to cause more pain than it’s worth.”
“Just leave, don’t look at me.”
And Drake did.
“Now, focus on the fibers and dust… No more distractions… The next one to do so should suffer like they make you suffer.”
Kitty did just that, continuing a pointless count of dust and fibers until Rino arrived with her dinner…
The next one to do so should suffer like they made you suffer.
Kitty
saw the monster again. She remembered something the Madam had forgotten
to take away from her, a sharp object that Kitty used sometimes against
her arms to release pain and red stuff. She took it out, and went for
Rino for some reason drawn to her chest…
Part 5:
Rino felt the knife slash her breast and rip her dress. Some blood
began to drip from the wound. Rino screamed, as Kitty, with her black
eyes full of bloodlust, chased her around the room. Rino knew of her
one chance to calm Kitty, and that was the bright hallway. She ran
towards the hall, out of the grey room, and called for another worker
in the building. The light poured into the room, but this time, Kitty
didn’t seem to notice and she kept coming, thankfully in a slow walk.
Drake
was half-way down the same hallway and came running. “Kitty?” he said,
looking over Rino’s shoulder. He went to Kitty, who put her tool up in
defense. “She doesn’t see that it’s us. She thinks we’re something
else.” Drake reasoned. She thrust the knife at him, he jumped back.
“Kitty!” He went into the hallway, and shut the door. “She’ll snap out
of it soon.”
Kitty banged the door. She didn’t want to be confined. I shall get out and show them not to bother me!
Drake
led Rino away, and went to tend her cut breast. “Well, thankfully it’s
as if you got a paper cut. Very minimal damage. Although, you may want
to get the knife away from her.” Drake said. “I don’t know if it’s
contaminated or something. How did the Madam who brought her here not
take the knife away?”
“The Madam, I believe is of noble birth. Hapsburg, I believe.” Rino said.
Drake
was reading the small bits of information on Kitty the Madam brought
for her file. “I suppose Hapsburg.” He said finally. “But she doesn’t
look like the type to forget easily. How and why did she miss that
knife?”
“Are you thinking it’s intentional?”
“You can’t
eliminate that. Kitty does qualify for the asylum, no question there
but the knife issue doesn’t make sense.” Drake closed the small folder.
“I have to go. Someone I have to see. She can find out for us about our
Hapsburg Noblewoman.”
“Oh, please don’t get Hana involved,
Drake.” Rino said. “This is a mystery involving an asylum of all
places! She could get hurt. I know you love her.”
“But who said she was coming here?” Drake reasoned.
“Getting her involved in any way, shape, or form is dangerous. Just for knowing any information could get her killed.”
“I’ll be back.” Drake said, walking away.
Part 6:
Drake walked through the damp English street. The street was narrow so
that the cobblestone pathway for the horse and buggie coaches could fit
through. He walked along, passing his apartment, and his neighbor, Jun.
Jun, however, popped his head out of the window of the apartment. He
had messy blonde hair, and bright orange eyes. “Hey, Dr. Drake! Care to
check Heather’s fungal feet again huh? I know you’re just crazy about
my wife.”
Drake eyed Jun, the comedy man of the playhouse. “No, Jun, I’m on my way to Hana’s house.”
“Ooh. Going to see your lady love on the job. Hope that the asylum ain’t needing a doc cause you’re such a quack!”
“This has to do with someone in the asylum.” Drake snapped, and chose to keep walking at this point.
“Gotchya, Doc! See ya at the show later?”
Drake kept walking, ignoring the annoying man.
He
soon arrived at Hana’s house, which was a small, shabby house. Candles
were lit in the kitchen, which was how Drake knew she was home. He
knocked, and then opened, in his usual way.
Hana came running
to him, embracing him in a tight hug after he shut the door. They began
kissing. They rarely saw each other because of work, so this was part
of the usual greeting. When they finally pulled away, Drake let his
eyes gaze into her own green-gold eyes. Her purple hair draped wildly,
she hadn’t fixed it up again. Drake snapped out of his love gaze and
began speaking.
“Hana, I need you to do something I prayed you’d never have to do again.”
“Spy.
Find things out.” Hana said. “Whenever you need me to do something,
it’s always that. Not new.” She embraced him again, with the feeling
that she will someday loose him before they got married. If they did,
Hana thought bitterly. She knew how he liked Rino, the female desk
worker of the asylum. Her and her pretty silver hair, and pretty body.
It’s amazing she faired as well as she did working where she did.
Drake
saw that look and kissed her even harder. “Rino is involved, but she’s
not the one who sent me to spy. I sent myself. There’s a new girl, a
pixie-sized girl in the asylum. She’s not as crazy as they make her
sound. She did attack Rino, and tried to attack me,” Hana gasped, but
Drake kept talking, “Her name is Kitty. We’re not sure who brought her,
but we know of some noble birth, possibly Hapsburgs.”
“Hapsburgs?
Here, in England? They were from Austria. If you told me Tudor, or
Steward, I’d totally see where this is going, but Hapsburgs…?”
“I
know, I know. I know what the history is. That’s what makes this more
complex.” He brushed her purple hair out of her golden-green eyes so he
could see them clearer. “She left her with a knife, which she used to
attack.”
“A noble carelessly leaving a knife? Well, I’ll look
into this, but I’m not sure how much I can find for you. In the mean
time, before I do, I want to see this pixie-girl. Describe her while we
walk.” Hana said sharply.
So Drake did, with her black hair, her sharp black eyes, and her small pale body.
As
they walked to the tall, grey building, Hana swore she saw something
move from the corner of her eyes, but when she turned, there was no one
there, only a stray cat with sharp, yellow eyes. It was too be a stray,
though. It looked fat, and not in the pregnant way. Hana shrugged, and
made a note to herself to be wary of animals following them inside.
As
they stared at the gate together, Drake took her hand, and led her in.
Rino looked up, smiled, unaware of Hana’s jealousy. Rino, in truth,
felt nothing romantic towards Drake. Drake was just her friend who
helped her so many times. When she led them to Kitty’s room, Hana went
in alone.
The small, pixie-girl looked up. She was everything Drake described. “Hello, Kitty.” Hana said.
Kitty stared, got up, but did not take her knife out this time.
Part 7:
Hana looked back at little Kitty. She saw nothing but pain, sorrow, and
loneliness. She saw herself in little Kitty. “Kitty, why are you here?”
Hana asked, getting down to Kitty’s eye level.
“The Madam
brought me here. Who are you?” Kitty asked. The wet stuff came back,
the wet things she still couldn’t remember the name of, but it was of
different reasons this time. Kitty didn’t feel sad. She felt something
she hadn’t felt in a long time. It felt like the feeling you got when
you laid in bed after being on your feet all day. Peace. Yes, peace was
a good word for it.
“I’m Hana. I’m Drake’s girlfriend.” Hana
said. She hugged Kitty, and felt her pockets carefully. Hana knew a
thing or two about pick-pocketing because sometimes she had to it to
survive. London wasn’t made for poor people like her, especially since
she’s a wanted person. She once stole a pocket knife to cut her hair
off into a short, croppy length. She stole the dyer’s purple dye to dye
her hair. She was wanted because despite being poor, she was well
educated and knew too much information.
“The angel?” Kitty asked, still feeling peaceful. But the screaming was starting to roar in her ears…
“I
guess you might call him that.” Hana said, and noticed Kitty was
starting to go faint, then got all tense. “Kitty? What’s wrong? Tell
me! Maybe I could help!”
The screaming.
Hana.
The grey room.
Hana.
The screaming.
Hana.
Darkness.
When
Kitty woke up again, there was no peace in her anymore. She didn’t grab
her knife to attack Hana, instead she gave it to Hana. “Take this. If
you use it on your skin, red stuff comes out. It eases the pain. But it
holds too many pains for me.”
“You cut yourself?!” Hana gasped.
“Cut?”
“Opened your skin.” Hana explained.
“I guess. It eases the pain.” Kitty explained. “I wish I could remember what the red stuff was called though.”
“Blood.” Hana said, and saw Kitty’s self inflicted scars. “Kitty, where did you get this from?”
“The
Madam had it in her draw. I took it a long time ago. The maid helped
me, I think. The Madam hated me. She hurt me badly. But using this
thing on my skin helped ease the pain so very much.” Again, the scream
filled her head.
The screaming.
Hana.
Darkness.
Hana
left the room, knowing now that Kitty was abused as a younger girl,
which explained quite a bit. But apparently, Kitty didn’t know why. She
went to Rino’s desk. Part of her was reluctant, but she really wanted
to help Kitty. “Who brought her here?” she asked.
“Madam
Mornington, I think. Listen, Hana, I really don’t understand why Drake
wants you involved in our mystery here. I know how he feels about you.
He loves you more than his job or anyone else. Having you involved is
risking your life. I’m sorry. But… I hope you understand the risks.”
Rino said. She hung her head low, and her silver hair draped over her
face. Hana felt so sorry for her.
“I know what the risks are. Everything I do involves a risk.” Hana said. She saw another worker at the asylum. “Who’s that?”
“Violet, my newest assistant. In fact, she’s my only assistant. The asylum, as you probably know, is fairly new. Not old.”
“She
won’t tell anyone I’m here, right?” Hana asked, feeling nervous. Violet
had light pinkish-purple hair and green eyes that were piercing. Her
smile was almost mocking.
“I’ll make sure she doesn’t.” Rino said.
“Well, I have a mystery to help you solve. Farewell, for now. Please watch Kitty for me. With your life. She is special.”
And with that, Hana left to see where this Madam Mornington lived.
Part 8:
Hana slipped around, remembering how she got involved in this asylum mess. No one would believe her when she told them, except for Drake, that she came from Wonderland recently. She somehow found herself in Wonderland, looking for Kitty, (before she was considered insane, of course), and caught up in a war. Heather, the evil Red Queen of Hearts, had wanted to take over the worlds and the universes. Hana began to wonder if she had succeeded, because the plot of escaping her wrath was beginning to thicken. It didn’t seem to be a coincidence that Kitty was now “insane”. Heather had considered a lot of people insane as the queen.
Hana soon arrived in front of the dark, dreary mansion. Red barberry bushes lined the outside, each one trimmed like a heart. While the house looked dark, it didn’t need repairs. Everything was fixed, neat, and in a certain place. But every minor detail, from the amount of red colored decorations to the amount of black polished wood, struck her as Wonderland style. “Madam Morningtom is Heather!” Hana thought. That was distressing. But who was this Violet? Hana looked around. She saw no one. She was going to try something. Maybe in the past, her power to transform was stronger. So she tried. “TRANSFORM!” she hissed. Sure enough, her body began to change. Fur began to grow all over her. The fur was thick and black. Her hands and feet began to change into paws, with blue glowing rings. Her olive green eyes were gold color now. Her ears were now fox ears, also with blue rings around near the tips. Her forehead also now had a blue ring on it. She was now three feet tall, and could easily blend in as long as her blue rings didn’t give her away.
“Finally,” she said to herself, “It’s been so long since I’ve been Umbreon. I miss being my natural self.”
Hana put more thought into everything. Apparently, Kitty was suffering from amnesia, and hated this time period enough to try to hurt herself. Hana ran into the shadows of the house and slipped through an open basement window. She was inside the house.
The basement was a mess. There was nothing clean about it down here. Then Hana noticed, something that she would have missed if she was in human form, that everything looked like mutated junk. Flowers were made of crystals that glowed in the moonlight, rocks growing trees, a cross with a necklace of fangs on it. Everything defied nature and religion. A light went on. Hana couldn’t react at all, she had been caught.
“Well well,” said Violet. “You came, just like I thought you would.”
“Umbre!” Hana exclaimed with joy. Now that they were alone, she could inspect Violet better. Sure enough, she had the same facial features of the White Queen of Wonderland. The same sharp green eyes and smile. “Violet!”
“So, you do remember your trip to Wonderland. I’m impressed, and still sad that Kitty is still in Heather’s clutches. Rino, in case you didn’t figure it out, is one of Heather’s creations.”
“What?! But she looks like a normal human to me.”
“Is silver hair natural for one so young? She, like you, is a Pokémon at heart. While you were time traveling, Heather’s fail safe system kicked in. Heather didn’t die. That was a copy. No one understood what had happened. You were both gone, and so was Drake. I didn’t, not until I found out how to time travel by Heather’s magic. That’s why I didn’t come in the picture until so late. You found out what you came for. Now to help Kitty remember.”
“Do you have any plans Your Majesty?”
“Shh not so loud with that.” Violet said. “And my plan is to try to find out where the real Heather is. She clearly is not really Madam Mornington, just using her poor body and name to get farther in this time period.”
“Well, you won’t have to wait long.” Said a voice. It was Madam Mornington, or as now figured out, Heather. “Well, dear sister, you have placed me in a stump. And considering you’re a fake too…” Hana blinked, and Heather noticed. “Oh dear, you failed to mention? What a liar you are. I at least tell the whole store and the half story and the non-story. My sister failed to tell you that that the real deals of us are fighting in another time period. Our friend, the Champion, informed us that you and Kitty would be big threats to the war, so we decided to do away with you. You are no friend of ours. Violet and I agreed that she should take you in, get you close to me, thinking you were doing her a big favor. We killed you and Kitty off, and then we go back to killing each other. That was the plan. And it still is. We created fail-safe systems, in case something should go wrong.”
“You forget to mention the other parasites to our plan, sister.” Violet said. “I shall explain that much.”
“Umbre! Tell me everything she said was false and lies, Violet.” Hana said.
“Sorry, it’s true. We’ve had a blood feud and we wanted this war to happen between us. No one would be allowed to stop us. If they did, they would have to be stopped now. We agreed if that would be the case that we’d put aside our differences and do what was necessary.
“You and Kitty weren’t the only threats. There are many more. We decided to do something just as weird. Remember when I told you about a world beyond Wonderland? Well, there is. It’s called Oz. It’s not as friendly as when Dorothy went there. I changed things around, so that no one will be the same afterwards. Heather did help, but not as much as she did with the Wonderland scheme.”
“What about Drake?”
“Drake? He’s unaware of what happened after the time warp. He simply believes he is the good asylum doctor. Of course, he is your beloved Checher Cat and your trainer in your time period.” Heather laughed. “But enough of all this. You simply must die now. It’s nothing too personal really. Just some bad luck that the Champion figured it all out for us. We wouldn’t have come after you if we were told differently.” She went to her table and picked up a bloody dagger. Violet picked up a cleaver.
“I’m sorry it had to be this way Hana. But nothing should interfere…”
Hana stood her ground and braced herself for the worse.
Part 9:
As the cleaver and the bloody dagger aimed for her body, Hana, still in her Umbreon form, waited and thought about all she would give up if she just stood where she was. She especially had to avoid that cleaver. Her fragile Pokémon body was no match for a sharp cleaver. So she ran closer towards the path of the dagger. Heather, its wielder, smirked. “So she wants to be stabbed to death. So be it.” Hana side-stepped and ran for the window, and ran back towards the asylum.
She soon got to the asylum and slipped through the fence, using the shadows as her hiding spots. She then whispered: “TRANSFORM!” and became human again. This was the only form, she guess, that would let her get close to Kitty. Perhaps if she helped Kitty transform, her memory could come back. Hana slipped in to the asylum. Rino looked up startled.
“You look like you saw a ghost.” Rino said.
“I wish it was as simple as a ghost.” Hana said. “May I see Kitty please? I miss her dearly.”
“Of course, although Drake is in there. Do you want to wait until he is done, or go in now?”
“Go in now please, Rino.”
“As you wish. Just please be careful.” Rino said. “She had another attack today.”
“Oh no.” Hana said. “The same, or worse than before?”
“The same. It was an almost identical incident except she had no knife. She just tried to claw at us.” Rino said. “What did you find out about Madam Mornington, if I may ask?”
Hana paused. She hoped there wouldn’t have been any questions. She hated to lie, but if Rino was a creation of Heather’s she couldn’t dare to say anything much on the topic. “I didn’t find out anything of interest. Madam Mornington is quite a tricky one. I guess I’m not as good as people make me to be.” Hana threw in some nervous laughter, which Rino smiled and nodded to.
“I bet. I’ve tried to help and asked a few people who came in, but no one knew anything. The asylum is so busy these days.” Rino noted. “I’m surprised though that no one heard of her or knows anything at all about her.”
“I’m sure someone here knows something. Either their not saying anything or we just haven’t stumbled upon them yet.” Hana said. This kind of conversation she could keep up with. Soon they arrived at Kitty’s door. Rino opened the cell door.
“Hana returned.” She said. Drake’s baby blue eyes lit up. Rino nodded at Hana and Hana went in. The cell door shut behind her gently.
“Guys! I found out a lot about Madam Mornington!” she said in a low hiss. And she explained everything.
“So wait, let me get this straight… I’m a Skitty at heart?” Kitty asked, blinking.
“Yes. Let’s get you into that form. Maybe you’ll remember everything I’m talking about.” Hana said.
“And I’m your trainer?!” Drake asked. He was the most surprised of all. He turned pale. “Now I know why at least I felt a special bond to you both but still… Hana?! How could you? We slept together, kissed…”
“Hey, I didn’t know you were my trainer until a little while ago! I thought you were a doctor who just happened to be named Drake! Don’t blame me or call this incest!”
“But it is incest! Or worse, I’m not sure what you’d call this!” He shook his head, clearly frustrated and trying hard not to lose control of himself. “Just go with Kitty. I want no part of you anymore Hana.”
Hana began to tear up. “So you’re just going to walk away from us?”
“If I really am your trainer then I release you.” Drake said coldly. “Sorry Hana… Kitty… I just can’t be part of your fucked up life anymore.”
Kitty bawled loudly. Hana soothed her and looked at Drake with wet eyes. “How could you? Release me, but Kitty needs you when we finally return to normal.” When Drake did not answer, Hana walked over to him and slapped his face. He gave a death glare but still said nothing. “You don’t care at all do you? You just want to bury your face in the sand and try to pretend we never existed! Just because we didn’t know you were our trainer and we were lovers for a short time! You’re willing to make Kitty become homeless and abandon her, like her trainer before you! I cannot provide for her once we’re back to normal! I could barely provide for her now! You’re just being so fuckin’ damn selfish right now Drake! You forget that you have another Pokémon, Absol! What will you tell Absol if you somehow come back to normal? The memory will haunt you and you’ll regret it and we may even be dead so you could never find us then! Then what will you do Drake? Then what?!”
Drake did not answer.
“ANSWER ME! If you will not answer for me then answer for Kitty!”
Drake closed his eyes. His face where Hana hit him was now red. He looked more relaxed than before. “Hana… I didn’t release you because of what we did. Well, not completely anyway.” He started. “I should have known. Pokémon just aren’t very common on this part of the world, and I should have paid more attention to what you were saying about coming from Wonderland. I released you because… I just don’t feel worthy to be your trainer right now. But… When you put everything to me this way… I feel less worthy than before, because you are right. For now, I shall join you, but I won’t make you part of my Pokémon team.”
Hana lowered her head, tears still flowing. She held Kitty close. Drake wiped there tears away. “Hey, that doesn’t mean I won’t take care of you! You still mean the world to me! I just don’t feel worthy of being your trainer. I let you both down majorly.”
“Well, for now, let us try to escape this world. Kitty, let’s focus now.”
Kitty nodded. “TRANSFORM!” she said. Sure enough, she began to shrink in size and began to grow pink fur, and her ears became large. Her eyes began to curve until they were no longer open like human eyes. Her arms and legs, which were short to begin with, went to the size of stubbles and she grew a large puffy tail with three points on the end. She looked at Hana and Drake, who were like giants now. Hana picked her up. “I remember… Hana! Hana! Oh it was horrible! Heather denied me candy and she tried to educate me…”
The babbling went on for a while, but Hana and Drake both shared secret smiles.
“But how do we go now?” Hana asked. “They will notice the three of us are gone.”
Suddenly, a bright red light appeared. It then formed into a shape. It looked like a paper airplane but it wasn’t. It then fully materialized and it was a red and white dragon, with yellow eyes. “Oh joy! I found you at last! And all three of you are together which makes searching much more easier.” It sounded female.
“Nyah!” Kitty said, as Skitty.
“Oh, hello Kitty! My name is Latias, sister of Latios. We are the Messenger Twins and the Finders, the Seekers, and the Keepers!”
“What do you want from us?” Hana asked.
“It is not my place to explain! The others will. Just come with me. I promise, you will not be missed…”
