I woke up to find myself in.... A FUCKING HOSPITAL! REALLY!?

I sat up in my small excuse for a bed and groaned, “I’m too fucking tired to destroy anything...” I looked around with... Oddly limited vision and saw James sitting on a bed next to mine, “Oh, uh... Hello, James.”

Instead of responding he continued to stare at the window.

“Uh, look,” I said, “sorry about that, I uh... Kind of have this completely psychotic split personality that can... Take over if I’m not careful.”

He continued staring before saying something. “Those eyes...”

“Uh, eyes?” I asked curiously.

His body slowly started to shake. “Those eyes... those blood red eyes...”

“I... Still don’t understand. What are you talking about?”

He started trembling enough to fall over onto his side. “They were just like HIS!”

“Whose?”

He started rocking himself in the bed. “But that’s impossible... It was just a dream.... He can’t be real...”

I was starting to get really confused and frustrated, “Who can’t be real?”

He jumped and started looking around the room. “GAH!” He was panting heavily and stopped looking around when he saw me. “Sarah what’s going- What happened?”

Okay seriously, what the fuck is wrong with him? Ugh, nevermind that.

I shook my head, “What, you don’t remember? My split personality took over, you shot me in the head, and... I can’t see out of my left eye. Huh, I just realized that. Hold on a second.” I lifted my hand to my left eye to find my head was wrapped in bandages, particularly over the eye itself, “Well that’s weird.”

He blinked in confusion as he stared at me. “Split personality? You mean you didn’t see...” He shuddered involuntarily. “That... thing?”

“What thing?” Seriously, can’t he just fucking tell me? Jesus Christ...

“Well... at first I thought it was just some stress induced dream from dying and becoming a wraith. I was certain it was after A... uh... I had some help with stress relief.”

“Okay,” I said, “two things. One; I also had a dream, it included my split personality. Probably pissed myself in my sleep, I don’t remember. Two, I know what happened. Fucking funny as shit.”

He looked at me with wide eyes as he started glowing. “I’m going to kill Alex...”

After a good laugh, I calmed down and said, “Don’t worry, I won’t judge you. That’s actually kind of cute in an odd, creepy way.”

He leaned away slightly. “I’ll... Take your word for it.”

I shrugged, “Eh, just my opinion. Now...” I reached up and started undoing the bandages on my head, “I want to fucking see out of both eyes, so I’m taking this off.”

As I took off the bandage I heard the door open. “Are they awake? Oh, They are an- WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR EYE!?”

I turned and sort of... Half-saw Amy standing in the doorway. Why the fuck can’t I see through my left eye yet? I took the bandages off...

“What do you mean?” I reached up to rub my eye, thinking there might’ve been something on or in it. When I started to rub it I found... Nothing. An empty. Fucking. Socket. “What the fuck happened to my eye?”

The pink haired girl from earlier walked in behind Amy and started to glow softly. “Um, well you had James... er, shoot you, and it may have moved over to the side... slightly....”

“I lost my eye, didn’t I?” She wordlessly nodded. “Well then... Fuck, can’t do anything about that I guess.”

James was staring at me in shock. “I SHOT YOU!?”

I nodded slowly, “Like I didn’t just tell you... Yes, I told you to shoot me to traumatize me a bit and let me get control of my body back. Thank you for that. Cost me a fucking eye though...”

James started to grab the side of his head and looked forward at the wall. “But... I don’t remember any of that.”

“Well you were kind of panicking like all fuck... Maybe that’s why?”

He shook his head and looked back at us. “Y-yeah... I must have been, hallucinating or something...”

I AM NOT A FUCKING HALLUCINATION, Jesus Christ I have to bite back a lot of comments when around these people.

I shrugged, “No fucking clue.”

He took a deep breath before letting it out slowly. “All I know, is that it wasn’t you standing there at the time... but... someone else... Or at least that’s what it looked like to me.”

I feel another comment... Wait for it... SPLIT. FUCKING. PERSONALITY. OF COURSE IT WASN’T ME DIPSHIT. There it is.

I got up from my bed and started to leave, “Well, that can be figured out later. I don’t feel like spending another birthday in a fucking hospital. I’m leaving, you guys coming with?”

The pink haired girl, I gotta ask what her name is, started helping James up. “I’ll help get James. Amy, could you tell the receptionist?”

She shrugged and left the room. “Alright, I’ll be right back.” She stopped at the door and looked back. “And this should help with the eye thing. Don’t know if it’ll work though.” She tossed me a small soul as she left.

I looked it over for a second before shrugging and eating it. Guess what? Nothing! Oh well, worth a try.

“Okay, so before anything else, I need to go find Dean and talk to him. He wanted me to warn him anytime that bitch of an alter ego took over. Know where he might be?”

James put his hand to his chin and thought for a moment. “He’s probably in the library... I’ll go with you. My suit’s still there.”

I nodded and started to leave, “Let’s go then. And if he’s not there, I’ll just smell him out. I was around him long enough to differentiate his scent by now.”

James nodded and looked over to the pink haired girl. “Okay Meg, let’s follow Sarah and grab my suit.”

I was halfway out the door when I looked back at the window, seeing it was large enough for a better exit.

With a smile, I walked over to the two and grabbed them both, lifting them pretty easily, “I hate hospitals, sooner out the better. Through the window!”

The pink haired one, I think James called her Meg, stared at me in shock. “W-what!?”

“Too late, fuckin’ doing it!” I ran forward and crashed through the window, then fell about forty feet to the ground. “And now we’re out.”

Amy ran out of the building and looked at us. “What the hell!?”

James pointed at me. “She did it.”

I raised an eyebrow, “What? It was faster and less possibly-murder-filled than walking through the hospital.”

She just stared at us before facepalming. “Whatever... James, I’ll just meet you and Megan at Sugarcube corner.”

James waved as she left. “Alright.”

“Alright, well, I’m tired of walking around so,” I picked the two up again, “I’m running us to the Library! Any complaints before we head off?”

A slightly glowing pair of wraiths looked up at me. “Uh... Could you not put us in such a tight grip? It’s getting a bit... awkward down here.”

“Oh? How so?” Looking down I could see they were face to face, almost kissing. “Oh, well... It’s either that, or you’re near my waist, and I never wear underwear. And keep in mind this is a dress, so it’ll be moving around quite a bit.”

James started glowing even brighter. “Uh... nevermind this is alright, right Meg?” She nodded furiously, accidentally hitting James in the head. “T-that’s two for two. Let’s get to the library!”

“Okay!” With that I took off, going fast and far enough to get about halfway there in a minute, “Not going too fast am I?” I looked down again to see James cringing as Megan was screaming in his ear. “Oh, well it doesn’t matter.” I stopped suddenly, right in front of the Library, “Because we’re here!”

Megan stopped screaming and was hugging onto an unsteady James as they tried to get their footing. “P-p-please d-don’t do th-that again...”

“No promises. Now...” I walked forward and threw the Library door open, “Hey Dean, if you’re here, that hungry bitch personality came back again! Also, I may or may not have a left eye anymore!”

Alex’s voice came from behind the door, “And I appear to have suddenly turned two dimensional.”

James called from the ground as he fell over with Megan on top of him. “Hey Alex.”

“Five seconds.” He mumbled, “Paper Doll Man.” He literally, and I shit you not, slipped through the crack in the door. Ignoring the hinges.

I stared... Half stared at him with a blank expression before simply saying, “That’s physically impossible. You’re physically impossible.”

James started getting up as Megan was staring at Alex in shock. “He’s Alex. Nothing wrong here. Have you seen my suit? It’s in a black box.”

Alex wobbled a bit as he blew into his thumb, causing his body to fill out again. He looked at James, “Nope... Well actually, I think Dean might know. But he’s off doing something or other.”

James sighed and sagged forward. “Oooooooof course.”

Guess. Fucking. What. Another comment to bite back: FOR FUCKS SAKE YOU COMPLAIN ABOUT A FUCKING SUIT!? I LOST MY FUCKING EYE AND I BARELY EVEN REACTED! DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT “BAD” FUCKING IS!?

Alex looked at Megan before bowing, “Hello madam.”

Megan started glowing softly and shuffled her foot. “Oh, um... Hello.”

Alex looked at her for a second before tilting his head, “Huh... Pink hair? Fits ye quite well.”

Megan glowed slightly brighter and started trying to hide behind James. “Um... Thank you... I get it from my mom...”

I interrupted their conversation in the most polite way, “OI, COCKFACES! What is more urgent, the pink fucking hair, or my psychotic episode and complete loss of an eye!?”

James pointed at me. “She has a point.” He turned back to Megan. “No offence.”

        Alex blinked, “Ye lost an eye? Oh... Yeah ye did. Damn.”

“I would think the fact that I shouted it, and that it is pretty fucking obvious that it’s not there would have tipped you off. But, I forgot, pink fucking hair is more astonishing!”

Megan shrunk behind James. “S-sorry...”

Alex sighed, “Ye got nothing to be sorry for lass, Sarah’s just not use to human contact and is dealing with multiple psychological issues that can drive anyone of us insane if we suddenly got them.” He shrugged, “Plus her skeleton about ninety percent titanium nickel alloy which is the hardest metal known to man an-” He blinked a couple times. “Oh fuck me I did it again.”

My eye twitched as I glared at him and held up a finger, “First off, don’t fucking talk about me like I’m not right fucking in front of you. Second, I got over the fucking human interaction problem at the fucking facility, I just don’t have much outside knowledge. Third, I have one psychological issue that is screaming at me to murder every single fucking thing I see, including you, you stupid piece of fuck!”

He shrunk back, “Sorry, sorry!”

I punched the wall next to me to vent some frustration, resulting in a rather large hole. After taking a few deep breaths, I spat at him, “I don’t fucking care right now. Do you know where Dean is, or not?”

“He said he’s in the park....”

I turned around and stormed out of the house, “Thank you.” I didn’t wait for any sort of response as I made my way away from the Library and out of their sight. I wasn’t actually sure where the park was, so I just sniffed him out. I found him, along with another slightly familiar scent... Michael I think.

Running there, I got to the park in a minute or two, and saw a rather strange sight. Dean, carrying some woman, Michael, and this guy in this black robe thing. Don’t care who those two I don’t know are, I need to tell Dean.

“Oi! Dean, Michael... Whoever the fuck you two are!” I shouted.

I noticed the woman staring at my scars with shock, and maybe disgust but I don’t know for sure. Normally, I wouldn’t care, but I am fucking stressed right now so I shouted, “Quit fucking staring, I’m not in the Goddamn fucking mood to have someone I don’t fucking know, staring at me like I’m on fucking display!” Okay, maybe the loss of an eye is getting to me more than I thought.

I nodded to Michael as the woman leaned back after my small rant, “Hey Michael, nice seeing you again. Well it would be, but I can only halfway fucking see you right now.”

He looked at me, “Ah. Good to see you to..... What happened exactly?”

“Had to fucking make James shoot me in the fucking head. Went off course and took my fucking eye out. Gone for fucking good! Just fucking great!” Swearing is stress relieving for me.

I then turned to Dean, “I need to fucking talk to you. Like, right fucking now. I don’t care if anyone of these fuckers hears it, but it’s really fucking important.”

He raised an eyebrow at me, “Alright then...” He then looked at the girl in his arms, “Sorry Beth, we’ll “Chat” later.” Guess her name’s Beth, great to fucking know!

Beth pouted, “Fine....” Then pulled him close and whispered... Something, I have no clue what though. After the two said some shit to each other, again I have no idea what, she... Bit his fucking neck. I am not sure what’s going on, but I don’t want to fucking know.

I was getting impatient and started to pull on my hair as I growled, “You promised to fucking help me the next fucking time this fucking happened Dean! I need fucking help, right fucking now! I’m going fucking insane and I need fucking help, I don’t exactly feel like letting her out another fucking time!”

Dean looked at me with narrowed eyes, “When, why, and how?” He then walked over to me, “And did anyone get hurt?”

I took a few quick breaths to try and calm myself, “Three fucking hours ago, probably because James laughed when he thought I was fucking joking about torture and rape, and how? Just like every other fucking time, she boots me out of my own fucking mind! And hurt? I think only I got hurt, James had to shoot me in the head to cause some trauma and give me enough time to get control back,” I pulled my left eyelid down to reveal the empty socket, “that’s about the extent of injury though.”

Dean sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose, “Damn it all... Alright, I actually did find one solution, but you may not like it.”

My eye widened, “What? What is it? I’ll do just about fucking anything right now, I just want her out of my fucking head!”

Dean looked at me grimly, “In order for me to fully cure you of your other self, I have to enter into your mind.”

“... Okay, why wouldn’t I like that idea? It doesn’t seem too bad just going into my mind.”

He shook his head, “It’s not that simple. We have to have the same brain waves in order for me to enter. And the only way to do that,” He pulled out a syringe, “I have to inject myself with the Croatoan.”

“Uh.... Not to sound rude or anything, but that is completely your choice, I have no say in that, and I frankly don’t give a fuck right now. I am on my last strand of fucking sanity, and I really don’t fucking care. Again, not to sound rude.”

Dean sighed, “Alright. I have a basement in my house that has the right things we need. I have the proper items for me to enter your mind.”

“You’ll need some backup, I’ll tell you that much.” We turned around and saw the man that was with Dean earlier, “I doubt something like a little mindfucker can beat the both of us.” He smiles. He was wearing all black, and had slicked back black hair.

Dean smirked, “No shit. Good to have you here Johnny.”

I twitched a bit and put a hand to my head, “Yeah, nice to meet you, nice to have you, sorry if I don’t act nicer, I’ve pretty much lost my mind twice in the past four hours.”

Johnny shrugged, “I know the feeling.”

“I’d ask, but I’m getting a bit impatient. Any chance we could do this like, right fucking now?” I asked Dean in desperation.

He nodded, “Yeah, I’ve been waiting for something like this, and thankfully I already spent the day creating the runes for me to get in your head. I’ll need Johnny to inject himself with some of the Croatoan as well if he wants to jump in, so lets go. The quicker the better.” He said as he turned and walked towards a random direction.

I followed behind quickly, twitching every now and then, “Please, please tell me we’ll get there soon. I swear it’s like she’s trying to claw my fucking brain out.”

We stopped in front a large manor, it was absolutely huge, “Here we are.” Dean said as he opened the door, it was even bigger on the inside, “Home sweet home.”

I was starting to scratch at the side of my head while hunching over slightly, my body jerking randomly while I spoke rapidly, “Okay, okay, we’re here, good, great actually, where to?”

“Basement.” Dean replied as he moved towards a door that was under a stairwell and opened it, “Everything we need is down here.” He then descended down the staircase inside.

I followed him while my head moved from side to side, not really looking for anything, just trying to occupy myself, “This isn’t gonna be dangerous is it? I want her gone, yeah, but I don’t want to die. Or you to die. Or him to die even though we just met. Or for her to get out. Or for me to die, or you, or him, or-” I punched myself across the jaw, “-this isn’t fun. I thought my first birthday outside the facility would be fun. Instead there was yelling, insults, losing my mind, losing my eye, now losing my mind again. Not fun.”

Dean placed a hand on my shoulder, “Well, think of this as another gift. You’ll finally be sane... somewhat.”

I stopped twitching and looked at him sadly, “I honestly think I lost that privilege a while ago...”

Dean smiled, “Then I’ll just have to get that privilege back then.”

You know what? Too stressed to bite back comments now, “I would love to see that fucking happen, if it were possible.”

Dean kept his smile, “Try to have a little faith why don’t ya’?”

“Faith is a pretty new thing to me...”

“Then try it out, you’ll like it.” He replied as we finally made it to the bottom. On the floor were circles with symbols drawn in chalk, “Here we are... Ready?” Dean turned to me.

I wasted no time shouting, “YES!”

Dean deadpanned, “We’re in a basement that bounces sound all over the place, no need to shout.”

I twitched again, “If you haven’t noticed, I am losing. My damn. Mind.”

Dean sighed, “Right, right. You ready Johnny?” He asked the other man, who nodded, “Alright then... Welp, let’s get down to business.” He said as he grabbed a cup filled with a liquid, “I always hated this stuff...” Dean sighed as he drank it. He then began to glow a silvery color, “Blech...” Dean groaned as he handed the cup to Johnny, who downed it in one gulp and gagged.

Dean then produced another syringe and handed it to Johnny, “Here you go, ready?” He nodded and they both injected themselves with the Croatoan. I noticed them tense as the liquid drained into them.

They looked at each other and nodded, and all of the sudden the silver glow floated off of them and moved towards me. Their bodies collapsed, and the glows gained outlines of their bodies. They then passed into me, and I could feel two other presences in my mind.

‘Wow... it’s kind of empty in here...’ Dean’s voice said in my head.

‘Oh, here, let me change that for you!’ I thought, imagining the facility, the first place that popped into my head. ‘Fucking prick.’

‘Nyeh... Already been here, still don’t like it. Alright, now to find your piece of shit other self and end this bullshit. Let’s try this way Johnny.’

‘Got it.’

‘Uh, you might want to try the level two holding areas, that’s where I was kept, and where I remember seeing her in my nightmare.’ I thought.

‘Huh, saves us some time. Alright then, Allons-y!’ Dean’s voice said as footsteps were heard.

‘Did you happen to memorize the layout of the facility when you were there?’ I asked.

‘Thankfully, yes. All we need is to find the... Ah! There it is!’ I heard footsteps on a stairwell, ‘Level two. Alright, now to find... Well maybe that ominous black spot of tendrils and fuck is a clue.’

‘You don’t say?’ Johnny’s voice said sarcastically as I heard weapons ignite, ‘Let’s be quick here, I hate this place already...’

‘Try living in it for seventeen years.’ I thought to him. ‘Fucking horrible place.’

‘I’ll pass. I already had to live through the fucking inquisition, I don’t need another example.’ He said as they made their way to what I guessed was my room.

‘Jesus how old are you?’

‘Old enough.’ He replied as their footsteps stopped, ‘Alright then... Time to fuck with the fucked.’ He sighed as they kicked the door open.

‘... Hello~, how nice of you to join me~’ I heard her say.

‘Shut the fuck up and take your goddamned medicine ya’ cunt!’ Dean exclaimed as I heard a loud crash.

‘Oh~, and I just got done arranging the corpses too~ Did you have to knock them down~?'

‘What part of “Shut the fuck up” did you not understand? Or are you too stupid to understand words?’ Johnny’s voice snarked as a loud explosion rocked inside my skull.

‘Oh you’re so rough~ Can’t you lighten up a bit~?’

‘We will when you’re finally in a fucking six foot deep ditch! Arctic Dagger!’

‘Agh!’ She shouted in pain, ‘Was that necessary? All you did was anger me...’

‘You talk too much. Mayan Rush!’

‘... Alright, that’s enough playing around from me.’ I heard several roars erupt from inside my mind, ‘Gluttony’s Feast!’

‘Bitch please. Restriction level 1, released! Arctic Dungeon!’

‘Hehehe~ Not done~ Get up you lousy beasts!’ There were several roars again, ‘They aren’t going down that easily~’

‘Kind of figured, you lousy cunt. Hail Mary!’ Loud gunshots filled my head.

‘Mayan Rush!’ explosions then filled my head as well.

'And just what do you hope to accomplish with this!?' She screamed, ‘She has only known you for not even a day, you have no reason to kill me!’ She sounded desperate, for once.

‘God you are such a whiny little bitch, aren’t you?’ Johnny sighed, ‘Do I honestly need a reason to help someone? You’re really more stupid than I thought.’

‘SILENCE!’ She shouted at him, ‘I was speaking to Dean. I was born from the negative emotions, the hate and anger Sarah was fed as a child! I could feel those same emotions coming from you when you first met her! You contemplated killing her, I could feel it! Why the change, why the sudden care for her worthless existence!?’

‘Because fuck you that’s why.’ Dean’s sarcasm could be practically felt, ‘But if you really want to know, it’s because I fucking can. I felt guilty for even thinking of it, and wanted to repay her somehow. Not only that, but she deserved a lot better than what she had received as a child! I’ll do everything in my power to make sure her life as a Wraith is better than her life alive! I’LL BE DAMNED IF YOU FUCK IT UP FOR HER!’

‘... I don’t think you realize how badly you might ruin her if you destroy me, Dean.’ She said, sounding oddly sad.

‘Enlighten us then.’ Dean said, sounding fairly annoyed.

‘Do you even know what I am? How I was created?’

‘Did I not just say enlighten us? Geez, fucking moron...’ Dean said under his breath.

‘Tell me, Sarah...’ She said, ‘Does the name Mary mean anything to you?’

I was surprised she actually addressed me, not threatening to kill me, and hesitated to answer, ‘No...’

She was silent before I heard a small sob, ‘Of course not... I wouldn’t expect you to, but it was worth a try...’

‘I think I see now...’ Johnny said suddenly. ‘That name is connected to you, isn’t it?’

‘Connected to me? Connected to me!? It is me!’ She shouted, sobbing heavily, ‘It is me, it was me, I don’t even know what I am! Who I am, anything!’

Dean sighed, ‘Regardless... I have to do what I need to do. Forgive me then, Mary.’ I heard the sound of something impaling flesh.

‘Sarah... I’m sorry. All this time, I blamed you for creating me, I took out my anger on you, wanted to kill you...’ She paused, and when she spoke again her voice was weak, ‘I was no one’s fault. I was a mistake. Nothing more. I shouldn’t have done to you what I did, but... I had so much anger and hate making my being, and you were the only outlet. You won’t forgive me, I know you won’t but,’ She drew one last breath, ‘I’m sorry, I truly am...’ With that, her presence faded away from my mind.

    Silver auras then rushed out of me and back into Dean’s and Johnny’s bodies. They made a gasp of air as they both rose from the ground. Dean was the first to speak, “There... it’s done.” He said in between breaths.

        I stared ahead blankly before saying, “Yeah... Yeah, it-”

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