September 16th, 2004

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Cleveland, Ohio

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Beatles Residence

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12:00 A.M.

"Wally!" The panicked voice rang out, bouncing off multiple walls. "Wally, open the door!" The small blonde boy stood in front of the door, gripping a pair of safety scissors, and watching the knob jiggle frantically. "Wally, sweetie, open the door for mommy." The voice momentarily switched to a soft, reassuring tone. Nice and calm. "Wally, are you okay?" The panic quickly returned. The small blonde boy just continued to stare at the door. On the outside his mother, a short-haired blonde woman with freckles and bright green eyes, yanked on the knob and tried to enter the room. He gripped the safety scissors tighter. Lightning flashed outside and cast wierd shadows across his room, and for a second, the blonde looked slightly possessed. "Wally can you hear me? Please unlock the door, you're making mommy worried." His mother said softly, still trying to open the door. Thunder rumbled and as the rain splashed in through the broken window, the boy slowly backed away from the door.

"Is he opening it?" Sydney (Sid) Beatles, Wally's father, asked in worry.

"No," His mother cried softly. "He's not responding..." She sniffled. "At all."

"Oh geez," Wally's father knocked on the door. "Son, are ya in there?" No response. "Wallabee?"

"My poor baby..."

"I'm gonna go fetch the phone, I have his therapist on speed dial." Her husband gripped her shoulders and placed a small kiss on her forehead. "Everything's going to be all right..." He whispered, before turning and hurrying down the hall. She remained there, eyes widened. All she remembered was laying in bed and hearing glass shatter...Wally's bedroom window. The storm had blown the power out and the boy's door was locked...they had no way of knowing if he was okay. He was only 7 and she worried sick. She had given birth to him! He was her son! She needed to know if he was hurt or not, yet the darkness was getting to her and as she began to call for Sid...

...the door clicked open. Her eyes widened, but she quickly got over her shock and pushed the door open. She was greeted by darkness. Lightning flashed white against the night sky and the room was illuminated with a bright light for a second. She took a step forward into the dark room and looked around. "Wally..." She said softly. The young child's toys were scattered across the floor, his closet was wide open, and the glass from the broken window was littering the carpet...yet the blonde boy was nowhere to be seen. She took another hesitant step forward...peering around the room nervously. "Sweetie, come out...it's okay. Mommy's here now." She got no response and a sick feeling swirled into her gut. Looking over to his bed, she noticed a small lump under the blanket. Perhaps he was scared of the storm and hid under there for safety. Relief ran over her face and she hurried to the bed. She sat on the edge and pulled blanket to her chest, then realizing it was too soft to be her child, she let it fall. Curiosity and surprise filled her eyes as she threw the blanket to the floor and looked down at the figure in front of her...a stuffed toy kangaroo. Standing to her feet, she glared at the stuffed toy, as if blaming it for her child's disappearance. She was still a nervous wreck and was now even more anxious to find her son. A sudden noise caught her attention and she turned to see that the closet doors were now shut. Her expression was one of pure confusion before she approached the closet and pulled both doors apart. The closet was even darker than the room itself. She squinted and leaned down to see if she might be able to spot her son. Boxes of old clothes and toys were piled against one side and on the other...she grimaced, she couldn't see! Reaching up, she tugged on the small metal string, then groaned as she remembered the power was out because of the storm. "Damn it," She swore. She leaned back down to search the closet once more, when she heard the small footsteps running across the room. Lightning flashed once more and she turned around... "Wally?" She called out hopefully. She was getting even more worried now and hoped that her husband had called the therapist AND the police department. She shut the closet doors and turned to leave the room when she noticed the kangaroo was missing. "What the...? Wally?!" She yelled. "Wally, it's not funny anymore, come out." She stated. No response. She bit her lip and slowly walked over to the bed once more. Indeed, the kangaroo was gone, yet the blanket was still on the floor. "What in the world?" She pursed her lips. As she reached down to pick the blanket up, she yelled out in pain as something under the bed touched her ankle. She stumbled and lost her footing, slipping on the blanket and falling down. Her head slammed against the wooden floor boards and she cried out in pain, it felt like something had...cut her! She winced and looked at her red and sore ankle. What could have caused that? She was bewildered. Sid rushed into the room.

"Oh god..." He said, before hurrying to her side. "Are you okay?" He asked. She hissed as he touched her ankle. "What did you do?" He asked in a worried tone.

"I slipped on the blanket." Wally's mother managed to say.

"What blanket?" Sid sounded irritated and confused. Looking around, she noticed that the blanket had despaired along with the stuffed kangaroo. She breathed heavily and shook her head softly, nothing made sense. "Doesn't matter," He went on. "Where's Wally?" She huffed.

"I-I don't know..." She said. "I searched the entire room and I can't make sense of anything." She frowned and a deep sadness filled her eyes. "Where's my little boy?" She whispered softly. Sid looked out the shattered window, panic filling his eyes.

"I'm going to call the hospital and check the backyard." He said. "I'll be right back." He said, leaving her side. Her breath came out in short raspy puffs. Her eyes wandered around the room, before she squeezed them shut...what was going on? Everything was in chaos...and Wally was missing. A light thumping noise silenced her thoughts. Her eyes snapped open and she noticed Wally on the bed, swinging his legs and hitting the bed. Next to him was the stuffed kangaroo, wrapped in the blanket.

"Wally!" She cried out happily. The boy didn't respond, he only stared blankly at her... "You had me so worried sweetie," She sat up slowly, happiness filling her eyes. "I was looking all over for you and-..." She trailed off as she noticed that he hadn't heard a word of what she was saying...in fact, it seemed as if he wasn't even listening... like he was just staring blankly at her. "Wally..." She said once more, leaning forward to get a better view of her child. "Sweetie, are you okay?" Lightning flashed and he dove forward, knocking her backwards once more. Her upper body slammed on the wooden floor again and her eyes widened. Before her mind could even register what had happened, her 7-year-old son raised a pair of safety scissors and slammed it down to her throat. Though it momentarily stopped her breathing, it didn't penetrate, which startled Wally. He tried once more. Aiming for her eye. "WALLY!" She cried out.

August 27th, 2014

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Cleveland Ohio

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Blackthorn Insane Asylum

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1:30 P.M.

"So, I was asking Mrs. Fitz if she could sign my permission slip form and she had the audacity to tell me 'no'. I mean can you believe that?" Kuki scowled. "She obviously has something against me, I mean my lowest grade is in her class. She's the only teacher in the 11th grade to hate me. That old hag is out to get me, I'm convinced." Kuki muttered, as she continued to spin around in her mother's office chair. She got no response from her mother though, who was busy rushing around the office to organize things. Kuki groaned out in annoyance. "Oh and Abby and I hi-jacked an ice cream truck and robbed a bank while singing Hakuna Matata." She said, with a roll of her eyes.

"That's interesting, dear." Her mother, Genki Sanban, said absent-mindedly. Kuki scowled, her mother wasn't even listening.

"I'm boredddd." She whined. "Please remind me why you quit your job at the office building?" Kuki was utterly confused. "I mean you had such a good position there. Do you remember that wierd fat kid at my school? Hoagie Gilligan?" Her mother pursed her lips as she squared some note cards.

"The one that wears goggles and laughs at his own puns?" She asked. Kuki nodded.

"You even had a better position than his mother." Kuki said.

"Ah, yes." Genki responded in a gloomy and uninterested voice. "Betty Gilligan, we had dinner with them once, remember?" She said quietly.

"And what a disaster that turned out to be..." Kuki muttered. Her little sister was such a brat. "But anyway, you gave up your job...to work in an ASYLUM." Kuki said. "Of all places...a freaking Asylum."

"I did it for your grandmother, she's lost her mind and started talking about witches possessing her." Genki said with a pitiful shake of the head. "You of all people should remember when she sacrificed you're grandfather...you were 10 years old. It happened across the room from you." She reminded her daughter, She watched Kuki shudder at the memory.

"Yea, but isn't she at that asylum in Dayton?" Kuki asked, recalling the other asylums located in Ohio.

"Yes," Genki said. "But they'll be transferring her here next month. And I just want her to see a familiar face." She stated. "I don't want her to panic." Kuki's eyes lit up and she arched an eyebrow.

"Ne, Mom?" Kuki asked.

"Now what, Kuki?" Kuki was starting to get under her skin, Genki was tempted to send her home.

"Don't you hate Grandma?" Kuki asked. "Cause she didn't buy you any rainbow monkeys as a child, right? That must have been one screwed up childhood." Kuki pointed out. Genki frowned and let out an annoyed sighed. She turned to her desk and opened the top drawer, pulling out her worker ID card and $10. She turned to Kuki.

"Kuki, I'm a bit busy. Why don't you go down to the cafeteria and buy a sandwich or something?" She handed the items over. Kuki stared at the seemingly offensive items. Was her mother trying to get rid of her?

"Ne, but I'm not hungry." Kuki stated.

"Then get a Pepsi." Her mother waved her off.

"But, I don't like Pepsi." Kuki inwardly smirked. Her mother huffed

"Then get a Coke." Genki said, her daughter getting on her last nerve.

"But I don't like Coke either." Kuki's mask slipped and a wicked grin spread across her face.

"Then just get a drink!" Genki snapped, organizing the pens and pencil on her desk.

"Ne, but I'm not thirsty-."

"KUKI GO!" By the time Genki turned around, the fire raging her her eyes, Kuki was gone. She scowled...no wonder she had gray hair.

Nothing in the cafeteria looked good. Hell, it didn't even look edible. Kuki frowned as she imagine the Asylum's meatloaf crawling across the tray. She shook her head and turned to a vending machine. At least Kuki could trust that the contents of the vending machine wouldn't bite her back after she bit it. Entering the digits for the pack of Skittles Riddles, Kuki collected her change then grabbed her snack. Heading out of the cafeteria, she focused on tearing the small package open. But damn, it was hard. Kuki frowned and put on her determined face. Using her teeth, she tore the corner of the bag open and grinned in victory. She poured a few of the delicious candies into her palm and downed them, throwing her head back. As she turned the corner though, she froze in her tracks. A man in dark blue overalls was mopping the floor, the Asylum's janitor. Kuki tensed up as she realized that he had stopped mopping and was now staring dead at her. She swallowed nervously and immediately turned back around, she would find another way to her mother's office. She wasn't too excited to have an awkward interaction with the creepy janitor. Sneaking a peek over her shoulder, Kuki saw the man was still staring at her. Her heart rate increased and she quickened her pace. That guy was really creepy. And Kuki got the feeling that he was approaching her, she began to run. She didn't run in any direction in particular, she just ran. The farther away from that creep, the better. After about 5 minutes of running, she slowed down to catch her breath, it was then that she realized...she was lost. "Ugh, damn it!" She stomped her foot in anger and regret. Looking around, she noticed that she was at an intersection of hallways. And every single hall looked exactly the same...

...except one. At the end of one hall, stood a bright blue door. Kuki hesitantly looked around, as if she were on some prank show, before approaching the door. At the top of the door, attached to the wall, was a red siren. Kuki guessed that it would go off if the door was opened when access was not granted. Screwed to the wall, next to the door, was a metal sign.

"Warning: Highly Unstable Homicidal Patients...Maximum Security." Kuki read aloud. Her eyes widened...unstable? No, cut that, HIGHLY unstable? Kuki snorted, there was no way in HELL that she was going through that door. Then again, there were security guards. So maybe it was safe. She peered through the thick glass window and squinted. The hall beyond the door greatly resembled the hall that she was currently in. Except at the very, end there was a sign with bright red letters. "Security..." Kuki read out loud. She reached for the door handle, and noticed a wierd contraption attached to both the door and wall. She was completely the crap? She raised her eyes to the flashing red siren at the top and remembered, if she turned the handle...the alarm would go off. Patients would go nuts. Security, Nurse, and workers would fill the halls. The police department would be immediately be called as a back up. And Kuki's mother would definitely be fired during her first day... Kuki released the door handle and looked back at the contraption connecting the door and wall...an ID card scanner. Her eyes lit up as she reached in her back pocket and pulled out her mother's ID card. "Thank god." Kuki murmured as she swiped the card. The scanner beeped once.

"Access Denied." A mechanical voice announced. Kuki scowled.

"Seriously?" She huffed. She rolled her eyes, she would have to find another way. She wasn't going to cause chaos by sounding the alarm. She turned to leave and had only taken a few steps before...

"AI!" A high-pitched scream filled the air. Kuki swiveled around, her eyes wide. "He-HELP!" Immediately a security guard and 2 nurses ran out of the security office. Kuki approached the blue door and peered through the glass out of curiosity. She watched the one of the nurses frantically yank a set of keys from one of her uniform's pockets. The young women fumbled with the set and dropped it to the ground. She dropped to her knees and picked it up, quickly locating the target key and plunging it into the door. The security guard threw open the door and the trio ran in, the door slamming behind them. "AHHHH! GET HIM OFF! PLEASE! PLEA-AUGHAUSHH!" Kuki curiosity level was at its peak. Highly...Unstable...Homicidal...Kuki thought. She stared at the ID card in her hand. It was worth a second try... She swiped the card. It beeped 3 times and the mechanical voice spoke once more.

"Access Granted." A loud mechanical buzzer sounded as the red siren began to flash green. Kuki let out the breath that she had held in. She turned the handle and pushed the door open, remembering to shut it behind her. She walked down the hall, towards the security office. As she passed a door, she stopped in her tracks.

"Get the tranquilizer!" Kuki peered into the small window on the door. "Stick him!" Kuki swallowed, stick him? That scream had been of a female! And the one who caused it was a guy? Obviously patients WERE crazy and mentally ill! What kind of jerk would put his hands on a woman?! Kuki's question was answered, as a person was shoved against the door. Kuki jumped back as her wide and curious violet eyes locked with glaring angry emerald orbs. Kuki was in a trance. Those eyes were so...amazing! Kuki ran a hand over her creamy cheek as she caught sight of smooth tan skin. Her face was one of pure awe in contrast with the person's annoyed expression. The person was a yanked away from the window, flipped around, and slammed back against the door. All Kuki could see was blonde hair...bright...blonde...hair... She spotted the security guard yanking the boy's arm out, a deep grunt was heard. The boy attempted to punch the security guard and succeeded, as blood gushed from the guy's face. "Why you little-! I oughta-." The blonde didn't hear what else the guard said. He had quickly lost consciousness due to the tranquilizer a nurse had stuck into his arm. Kuki was at lost for words as she looked at a tiny metal sign screwed next to the door.

"Beatles..." Kuki whispered, as if the name were prohibited to be said aloud. She was curious about this...Beatles.

"H-HEY!" Kuki's head snapped up as the door opened and she was met with the sight of the security guard. "What are you doing in this area?" Kuki was speechless, still thinking of the bright emerald eyes that she had seen."Hey! Are you listening to me?! This area is off access from the public!" Kuki took in the red hair...and dark eyes...and thick Irish Accent...he was a boy...

"Y-You're Shaun Fulbright." Kuki finally found her voice.

"It's Shaunie!" The boy snapped. "And what's it to ya? You shouldn't even be in this area."

"I''m Kuki...Kuki Sanban?" She went on. "I-I sit in front of you during period 3, Chemistry..."

"Uh...I don't know what you're talking about. "But I'm calling for back up so-."

"Come on, you have to know who I am." Kuki was desperate to stay out of trouble. "You always stare at me." A light blush began to appear as Shaunie's face heated up. "Plus, you had to tutor me in 9th grade." Shaunie was actually surprised that the girl had remembered that. "And also, you're the guy who serenaded me last year and asked me out, but I said-."

"O-Okay, okay!" Shaunie snapped. I get it." He looked rather flustered and Kuki was oblivious, "Erm...why are you of all people in this ward? No, why are you anywhere near this building?" Shaunie asked.

"My mom works here now." Kuki said.

"Oh? I thought she worked at my dad's office building..." Shaunie looked confused and a bit skeptical.

"Oh yea," Kuki exclaimed. "Mr. Boss is your dad, you're Fanny's brother!" She said. "Cause you're also the wierd guy who offers me donuts, every morning that I come in." Kuki grinned and Shaunie blushed even more.

"Kuki, How did you get into this ward?" Shaunie asked, quickly getting off the embarrassing topic. Kuki beamed and held up the key card. Shaunie took the object and examined it. "Genki Sanban..." He read and Kuki blushed, shrugging her shoulders.

"Forget it, anyway, I answered one of your questions, now answer mine." Kuki pleaded. "Who's that?" Kuki peered into the door's window to see the blonde boy covered in a blanket. His face was covered with his blonde hair, but the image of his bright dazzling eyes remained forever in Kuki's mind. Shaunie ignored Kuki's question and frowned.

"Kuki, your mother could be fired for letting you have this." He stated.

"Indeed, she could." Both Kuki and Shaunie turned to see a woman with dark brown hair pulled into a tight bun. She was scowling and her lips pursed. "Young lady, please step away from the door." It was an order, not a suggestion. "Hand that over Shaun, and then report back to your post immediately." Shaun threw Kuki an apologetic look before handing over the ID card and walking back towards the security office. "Genki Sanban..." The woman read. "Didn't I JUST hire her?" The woman looked up and studied Kuki's frightened and nervous expression. "Let us pay your mother a visit," She said and walked pass Kuki. Kuki sighed...her life, was officially OVER. "Oh," The woman stopped. "And don't let your curiosity get the best of you...you will never be associated with Mr. Beatles." She said, then continued to walk. Kuki cast one look into the room at the sleeping blonde...she would "associate" with whoever the hell she wanted to.

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