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Elijah was greeted by a throbbing pain in his head and a pair of puppy brown eyes. Dammit! He yelled in his head, smiling weakly at Johnny as he tried to sit up. He winced, and Johnny placed a hand on his chest. "Rest Elijah, please?" He asked, running his stubby little finger on the scar on his eye. It ran vertically on Elijah's left eye, and was still a bright red color. "Does it hurt?" Johnny asked, looking over at the Healer. He smiled sympathetically as Johnny turned back to Elijah. "not as much as being back here. I love you Johnny, but this place is Hell," Elijah admitted, taking Johnny's hand, "You are a little brother to me, and don't ever think anything else." He assured the little boy, his stare turning murderous as he saw the rough hand on Johnny's shoulder. The one that sent fear into the little boy he loved so much. "I'm sorry Johnny, visiting time is over. Our friend Thea is waiting for your services." The Leader growled, sending Johnny off with a rough push. He kneeled so he was eye level with Elijah, his hand grasping the young teen's chin. "You're mine, and you're not leaving, runt." The Leader snarled, slapping him. Elijah pushed the man, pain exploding from his knuckles as a cry of pain escaped his lips. "Poor Little Elijah, too broken to even fight back." The Leader cackled, fake sympathy dripping from his words. "I don't need your pity." Elijah spat, his emerald green eyes glaring at the man he hated more than Hell itself; his step-father. "Your worthless mother-" "Don't you dare call my mother worthless!" Elijah screamed, shooting up from the bed. He was about to fall from the numbness in his legs before The Leader grabbed him by the front of his shirt. "She's my wife, I can call her whatever I want, you damn runt." The Leader snarled, pushing him back onto the small cot. He glared as The Leader walked out of the room, The Healer walking to his cot. "You should rest Elijah, I need to tend to your wounds." The Healer commented softly, getting out the things he needed to help the younger boy. "How can you stand that man?" Elijah asked, in disbelief that someone could stand, let alone love, a man like that. "I cannot stand that man, I only work for him. I keep quiet so i can keep my job. Has you ever asked your mother that?" The Healer asked, wrapping his leg where a deep gash sat. "Many times, Healer. She says she loves him, but mostly to keep me from being killed by him. It's because of her that I haven't been murdered yet by that terrible monster." He answered, wincing as The Healer put antibiotics on the wound on his eye. "Do you believe The Leader was once a kind man?" Elijah asked, eyeing his blood clothes on the side table. "In truth, when I went here he was a very kind and gentle man. He found his love here, a young woman named Tyrene Belle. She was a close friend of mine, and I knew of her affairs with our Leader. He had his first wife then, and once the wife found out she divorced him and killed Tyrene. She was sent to a mental hospital, and Tyrene is buried in the lake so her bones would be fossilized. That's what The Leader wanted. He became cruel, and cold hearted. He employed the Educator and the Punisher." The Healer confessed, finishing up on the bandaging.
The Punisher had a nasty grip on Johnny when he found the boy shirking his orders. He walked the boy down the hall, ignoring his whimpers. "Have some dignity, Kid." The Punisher snapped, backhanding the boy. Johnny stopped whimpering, looking to the floor. "Come on Kid, step it up!" The Punisher snarled, the little boy quickly catching up. The Punisher pushed the boy to The Leader, walking off to resume the torturing of a senior. "Now Boy, Thea has been very bad and it's your job to punish her." The Leader ordered, a tight grip on Johnny's shoulder. "Why am I supposed to do this, sir?" Johnny asked, staring up at The Leader with his damn annoying puppy brown eyes. It was like the boy intentionally wanted to annoy The Leader with his innocence. It was the puppy brown eyes that made him feel the Guilt. The Guilt was the reason he wanted the boy to stop staring so much. Those damn puppy brown eyes! "Because Boy, you have the power to. And powerful people use their power." He explained for the umpteenth time, rolling his eyes. He pushed the kid into the Controller Room, leaving to go to do other activities. Johnny stood by the door, watching the blonde. He had to study her to find the best place to get into her mind so she wouldn't fight back. She had extraordinarily beautiful blonde hair and icy blue eyes. She sat with a great freedom style and he admired it. He wished he didn't have to change her. He hoped if she didn't hate every fiber of his being, he could become friends with her. Like how he was friends with Elijah. He smiled as he walked to where she was sitting, staring her straight in the eye. Don't worry Miss Thea, this will all be over soon Johnny sent into her mind, his body starting to numb. His soul went into her mind as his body form froze in a state of standing and staring at the teenage woman. He searched her mind, a vast place. It was very rebellious, that was for sure. As much as he wanted to keep it there, it just had to be removed. For the sake of his health. As much as I love your rebellious attitude, I'm afraid I can't let it stay. He closed his eyes mentally and focused on changing it. It was hard, the size of the attitude was bigger than anything he'd imagined. He was mostly afraid she'd start screaming. Please don't scream, please! He desperate begged her, taking his focus off the attitude. He refocused, dreading the moment when his begs would not be heard and the pretty blonde would scream at him.
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She wished she was strong enough to force him away. A tiny gasp escaped her as he forced his mind to take break her spirit. No way that was happening. Tensing, she let out a horrid scream, trying as hard as possible to minipulate his emotions. Fear and pain were the easiest when she was trying to force someone away, but she couldn't do anything exept scream mentally. She didn't know how to make him go away, and screaming was all she could think of. She could feel it working a bit, and decided to keep it up while she tried to force her worset memories into him. She only had a few short memories of her loving mom, but vividly remembered her parents death.
Their death and her kidnapping were the worst things that had happened to her, and she tried to use those against him. She really wasn't sure if it was working, so she tried to scream louder. MOre piercing and high-pitch.
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Brienne stared at herself in the full length mirror strapped to her closet door, observing every inch of her figure. The way her black locks were thrown back in a ponytail, slightly wavy. Although why, she was unsure of, since her head hadn't touched the pillow all night. Too much thinking, too much failure. The way her fingers were gently snapping against each other, what she did when she was trying to concentrate. The way her eyes were clouded with fustration. Try again.
Her eyes fluttered closed, her lips parting in a breath. Her tense muscules soothed, her heart rate slowed. With that, she concentrated. On the one thing in her mind, the one thing that mattered right now.. Tabby cat.
Brienne's eyes gently creeked open, scared to see her reflection. There, with eyes just as wide as the slanted pupils could go, stood a tabby cat. It's fur was a matte black, silky even in the darkness of her room. It's back arched in approval, and it's tail happily gave a twitch. She took a step forward with her tiny paw, nudging the mirrior's surface with her tiny white nose. This is actually real..wow, I did it! I finall-- A burning sensation, raging through her bloodstream made the tabby yollow out in pain. It's milky white teeth bared as it reared up, the hinds of it's legs arching. It's neck twitched, her shoulder twitching upward. She couldn't move, she couldn't feel her paws anymore. Before she knew it, she was staring up at the ceiling, pretty sure she was in her own body once more. At least the burning cooled. A little too much, she supposed, as the only movement was a simple twitch of her finger. Squeezing her eyes shut, she could only scream out a hiss of defeat.
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Brienne stared at herself in the full length mirror strapped to her closet door, observing every inch of her figure. The way her black locks were thrown back in a ponytail, slightly wavy. Although why, she was unsure of, since her head hadn't touched the pillow all night. Too much thinking, too much failure. The way her fingers were gently snapping against each other, what she did when she was trying to concentrate. The way her eyes were clouded with fustration. Try again.
Her eyes fluttered closed, her lips parting in a breath. Her tense muscules soothed, her heart rate slowed. With that, she concentrated. On the one thing in her mind, the one thing that mattered right now.. Tabby cat.
Brienne's eyes gently creeked open, scared to see her reflection. There, with eyes just as wide as the slanted pupils could go, stood a tabby cat. It's fur was a matte black, silky even in the darkness of her room. It's back arched in approval, and it's tail happily gave a twitch. She took a step forward with her tiny paw, nudging the mirrior's surface with her tiny white nose. This is actually real..wow, I did it! I finall-- A burning sensation, raging through her bloodstream made the tabby yollow out in pain. It's milky white teeth bared as it reared up, the hinds of it's legs arching. It's neck twitched, her shoulder twitching upward. She couldn't move, she couldn't feel her paws anymore. Before she knew it, she was staring up at the ceiling, pretty sure she was in her own body once more. At least the burning cooled. A little too much, she supposed, as the only movement was a simple twitch of her finger. Squeezing her eyes shut, she could only scream out a hiss of defeat.
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Connor started running around in circles in the soft, green, grass, playing by him self. “Sharky, what do you want to do today” Connor asked his stuffed animal Shark. The toy shark was his only friend, which wasn’t very healthy for a five year old boy. “I want to play car” Connor said while pretending that he was the stuffed animal talking. “Okay” Connor yelled. He picked up the Shark and hugged him. Then Connor started running around in circles again making loud car noises. “Beep, Beep” Connor said, “We have to stop Sharky there’s a bear crossing the road.”
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Elijah smiled at the young girl, looking at the dog. "I just got in a small accident, it's nothing Tay. I'll be sure to give Momo to Thea." Elijah answered the little girl, wincing as he got up. He hugged Taylor tightly, his bruised arms wrapped around his frame. "How about you help me? Come on." Elijah commented, hoisting the little girl onto his hip and grabbing the small dog gently. He then went on the search to find his crush to give her Momo. This would not be easy.
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Taylor giggled at Elijah. "Wrong puppy, silly!" She scooped Momo up out of his arms and replaced her with Amora. "OH! I bet Amora knows were Thea is!" The little girl said happily, clapping her hands as if nothing was wrong. Amora squirmed away from them, padding out of the infirmary then pausing as she waited for the other two. "Come on, Eli-ah!" Taylor said happily, skipping after the little white dog. Amora warily padded down the sidewalk, all the way to the Screaming House. She stopped outside of it, seeming to scared to go inside. "What's that, Eli-ah?" Taylor asked, turning to her friend and seeming confused.
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Aiden crinkled his nose,"That games for babies, I'm a big kid sissy." Caddie laughed and stuck her tounge out at him playfully,"Yeah, well I'm a big kid and I wanna' play it." Aiden pouted looked down,"Fine but only one game." Caddie smiled,"Alright wanna' go first?" Aiden laughed and stuck his tounge out at her,"No you go first because, I already know I'll win."
Caddie laughed,Yeah....you can deffinately tell we're related. She looked around and saw tree out ahead,"I spy with my little eye something green." Aiden jumped up and down happily,"I know, I know, It's the tree!!!."
Caddie laughed and picked Aiden up,"You got it Kiddo,your a natural." Aiden smiled triumphantly, but squinted as she something. Caddie frowned,"What is it Kiddo?"
Aiden smiled and jumped down from her arms,"A boy, look sissy a boy." Caddie looked and saw a kid around her age walking on the sidewalk of the house and saw him sit on a wooden bench. Caddie ran and took Aiden's little hand in her's happy that she wouldn't have to entertain Aiden by playing I-spy for an hour.
Caddie walked up to the boy with Aiden next to her, she smiled happy to see someone,"Hey."
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Elijah was about to introduce himself to the black-haired girl and her little brother when he heard the all too familiar scream of Johnny from the Screaming House. "Screaming House... Johnny... Come on Taylor!" He yelled, grabbing her hand picking up the little Amora before running inside. He ran into the room, running past The Leader. He grabbed Johnny, hugging him tight. "How DARE you call my Johnny a murderer! YOU are a murderer, the only murderer here!" Elijah screamed, keeping a tight hold on Johnny. "You must've forgetten Susan, Elijah." The Leader snarled, slapping his step-son. He pushed the girl, seeing her breathing. "So there's only two murderers in this room, great." The Leader growled, stomping out the room. Elijah remembered the day all too well. She'd left a huge scar on his mind. She was his nightmare.
"Come on Boy, just do it!" The Leader snarled, the little boy looking up at the older man innocently. There was a teenage girl in front of him, an angry and fearful look in her eye. "You're terrible, making a little boy do this." Susan spat, her eyes locked on Elijah's. He was only eleven, but no one could break his stare except him. "I'm so sorry, Susan." He whispered, overloading her mind with the terrible events of his life. The murder of his father, his step-father almost killing his mother because she didn't want to marry him, the Leader breaking his leg because he didn't do what he's told. Even more as she fell from the seat and the life left her eyes. So did her worst memories.
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