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Fantasy Asylum for the Supernatural

StarrySkyofLostSouls

Reach for the stars
Welcome to the Newly Established Psychiatry Institution of London, England. Here we house those who are in need of special help, we have a new procedure for those can’t seem to let go… of who they are. If you wish to leave, you must go through this procedure or learn to let go. If you do not… you’ll be stuck here forever. This procedure can help you take away your pain… And make you normal again or stay like you are… a monster… if no one takes the procedure... Then they will force it on certain people.


(Slightly super-powered teens who have been sent to an insane asylum which was build to hold them until they decide to take the procedure… or die.)


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Clary gave a soft grunt in pain as she was shoved into the main hall where the Director had gathered many others to obviously hear his speech on how he would be able to cure them of their problems with some new procedure. She didn't care, she just wanted out of here, but she knew that her powers weren't the problem. It was her emotions, most peoples powers are controlled by their emotions rather then actions.
 
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Character Introduction:





How Do You Like Me Now?






"Hi, Jack!" Connor called out to him in his little excited and high-pitched voice alongside a wave from the playground. Jack tucked his glove-covered hands into the pockets of his black, water-proof jacket and walked over to the playground, leaning onto the fence and looking down upon the small child that was talking to him. Connor was only aged five, but he was still one of Jack's greatest friends. Jack smiled softly at him and reached over, ruffling his hair in a gentle manner.


"Hello, Connor. How are you today?" He asked him.


"I'm good! Are you okay, too?"


"I'm better now that I'm with my best friend." He gave a warm smile at him, Connor giggled and gave an excited and jaw-dropped smile as he opened the playground gate for him; Jack walked in and set himself down against the fence. Connor sat in front of him and crossed his legs, smiling. "How was school today?" He asked him, Connor nodded and gave another bright smile.


"It was okay... soccer was bad, though."


"Oh?" He replied in worry - Connor loved soccer; there was never a day when he said it was bad. "What happened that made it bad?" He asked, Connor shrugged his shoulder and bowed his head, saying nothing.


"That isn't an answer, is it?" He said to him, looking up at the sky for a moment to inspect the depressing and cloudy weather. Connor soon looked up and frowned.


"Our coach was bein' weird... he tried to touch me and he said weird stuff..." He whimpered. Jack felt his heart sunk and his blood pump full of anger, he reached forward and set a hand on his shoulder


"Where did he touch you?" He asked, Connor pointed to his right thigh and took a deep breath. Jack slowly rose up and shook his head. "I'll take care of it, Connor. I promise. Is he still at the school now?" He added. Connor nodded once again and wiped his eyes.


"Can you show us a trick before you go!?" He asked in excitement, hopping on the spot. Jack sighed and walked over to the center of the playground. Connor ran over to him and the other kids and took a soccer ball from them and stated that Jack was going to show them 'another trick' - he placed it on the ground in front of him and stepped back with all the other kids. Jack smiled as he took his hands from his pockets and linked them between his legs while staring down at the ball. With no trouble whatsoever the ball began to levitate, sending all the children into gasps and 'wow's' as it rose into the air. There was one more thing he was going to do, though. When it was at head-level with him he quickly used his ability to morph his leg, strengthening the integrity and muscle power. Once the process was completed, he stopped the levitation and used his knowledge of martial arts to do a quick and extremely strong kick to the ball as it fell - it went straight up in the air and also went out of sight.


"Whooaaaaaaaaaa...." Connor muttered in amazement as he stared up in the air - the ball came plummeting back down and landed on the metal overhang on one of the park accessories. It dented heavily and the ball bounced off to the side; the children all gathered around and stared at the dented pole in amazement.


"I better fix that before I go." He said as he walked over and stared at it for a moment; within ten seconds it was back into its original place thanks to Jack's ability. With that he said goodbye to the friends he had there and made a run off towards the school. The reason he didn't have any friends his own age was because they all judged him and would most likely rat him out if they found out of the power he possessed. Despite living in Wisconsin, the people were a lot colder than the weather - that's why he loved children so much. They didn't judge, and if they went and told their parents that they saw a man make a ball go into the air with his mind, there was no chance that they'd be believed.


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When he arrived at the school he went straight down to the gym hall without hesitation. Sitting in his office was none other than Mister McKenzie. He'd taught Jack in school as well, but this was a whole new thing. A now uncovered pedophile - the door to his office was locked, but not for long - the lock was instantly blown out of the door as soon as he looked at him - he kicked the door open and stepped inside.


"McKenzie."


"Jack?! What the hell are you--" He was stopped as Jack flew forward and grabbed him around the neck, choking him.


"Why did you do that to Connor, McKenzie." He demanded as he strengthened the muscle in his right arm and threw him off to the side, sending him flying through the glass window and out into the main lobby of the gym hall. He instantly walked back out and looked at him while he was cut up and lightly bleeding all over the floor; he twitched a few times as he slowly rose up and walked over to the open storage cupboard, shaking his head.


"It wasn't me--.." He said, discreetly gripping a baseball bat from the cupboard.


"Don't you lie to me." He snarled, McKenzie turned around and ran at him with the bat - bad idea. The bat was instantly pulled from his hands by what was known to him as an unknown force. He watched in horror as it levitated in the air above him; it swung down and hit him around the side of the face. He groaned as he went flying to the floor and spat some blood - Jack took no hesitation and instead walked over to him, his arm muscles strengthening; he threw him against the wall and then went towards him, hammering his abnormally-strong punches into his chest and breaking every single rib, puncturing both lungs in the process. On McKenzie's last bit of life he grabbed him and threw him through the glass door that lead back outside. He lied on the ground, a bleeding and near-dead mess. That was the last of him that Jack saw before the police arrived.


End of Part One.
 
Serena and Zachary look around slightly as they look at everyone gathered.


Clary crosses her arms as she listens to the Director, taking note of the new people.
 
Elizabeth was being followed by a guard, she tried to escape the boring asembly twice but it didnt work out at all. Her plan was absolutety terrible but she was still half asleep and that was everything her brain gave her. She got the nightmare of her past again, third time in a row. It was usually the bleeding body of the thief that had entered her house that night followed by the sounds of her parents screaming and the other kids in school yelling "monster". It was not a pretty dream but there was nothin she could do about it, she looked angrily at the guard behind her and then smiled.


"We are all going to escape this prision one day, you let me go and I wont kill you when that happens"


The guard pointed his gun at her and laughed.


"Nice try but you are never getting out of here if you dont choose the procedure. Keep moving I have important stuff to do"


Elizabeth signed and kept walking, she really needed to sleep in order to get good plans and good comebacks.


"Whatever"
 
Clary rolled eyes as she watched some of the others go up to the Director and start signing some papers and turned away making her way back towards the doors to head back to her room.


Serena and Zachary snorted as they watched some of the new people sign the papers and started talking about how stupid they were.
 
Kenzi sat in her normal spot. Her dark hair and eye liner making her eye's look darker. She was always warm. So she sat in s crubs and had rolled up sleeves. She watched the new mental cases dragged in. She sighed. She had been here for 18 years for killing her family. When in the world would they let her out. She was six when it happened. Kenzi sighed and tried to hold her anguish back.


Irish Ice Queen
 
Katrina sat down in an empty chair in the assembly hall, hurrying as she was late. As she sat down, her chair squeaked loudly and she blushed in embarrassment. She looked around hoping that the others did not hear. When she looked in the chair next to her, there was a girl with dark hair, dark makeup, and dark eyes. She was very pretty, Katrina noted. She thought about if she knew her name. "Kira...?" She asked herself. "Mckenzie... Kenzi! That's it." She waved shyly, then faced forward and listened to the director.
 
Owen sat down with a smile on his face, he was exited for the massive prank he really wanted to make against one of the guards. He did that prank every time new people entered the Asylum it was his way of telling the guards that he was sick of all the lives they were ruining by making more people come and treating them as monsters. They would even bring little kids into the Asylum! He always wondered how being in a place like this at such a young age affected those little kids, he turned his head to see a girl being followed by a guard and smiled. He had seen how she tried to escape the assambly and liked her rebellious personality a lot of people that lived in the Asylum ended up being perfect robots and doing everything the director told them to do. It was terrible and the last thing he wanted to do was become like that. He waved at the girl hoping that she would notice her, after all, he needed someone to help him with the prank and with two mind the prank would be better
 
Clary rolls eyes as she turns invisible and walks her way past the guards and heads back towards her room, hoping for some peace and quiet which she could only get if she was in her room, she never liked the assemblies and quite frankly didn't like anyone here. They were either mindless robots or they were spineless wimps who wanted to be normal again. Serena and Zachary finally get to leave the assembly hall and make their way to there rooms which were located next to each other since they didn't want to be far from eachother since they were twins and had a bit of a psychic connection.
 
Kenzi looked at Katrina the girl had been here for 3 years and she was still running late and acting shy. Kenzi scooted down in her seat. Kenzi hated the main hall and the director. Kenzi just wanted to get out and see the outside world. She looked at the other's. She knew them all being the oldest and made friends with some like Katrina. Being here the longest she saw them come and go.Kenzi listened to the director drone on and on. Her eye's were half closed. She could recite this in her sleep. She knew Owen would pull some kinda prank.She wasn't a drone, just waiting for the right moment to strike. Though she had earned enough trust to get a bit more privileges. She had also been hiding her pills and not taking them. They made her not able to concentrate. Kenzi was excused since she had been through it all a million times. She smirked as they handed her the pills. She took them and once out of sight spit them out and flushed them down the toilet when she went to the bathroom. Kenzi walked the halls to her room her hands were really warm.


Irish Ice Queen
 
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Elizabeth looked at Owen and waved at him. She had seen him before but she never talked to him only a few times and they were really small conversations. She knew other people recognized him "the pranker" or something like that, she had seen a few of his pranks and she thought they were really cool and she had seen the massive prank before and she couldn´t forget it. It was really elaborate and really funny. She aproached him and started talking.


"Hey Owen, what did I miss?"
 
After a long battle with the police over the gym coach's death, Jack finally ended up in this institution. He was away from all his friends now, even though they were only a bunch of five-year-olds. He preferred their company over anyone else's, though. He viewed them as the only real people out there. He arrived at the institution after a long damn flight from Wisconsin to London. He didn't want to be here. In fact, he hated this country entirely. It was going to be hell, but he knew that he could play mind-games with every single person there if he wanted to - more specifically the guards.


He was brought in through the front doors and was soon to be taken to the same room as everyone else. He was surprised that his muscular body and track record on his powers didn't phase the two guards leading him in. He was fine with it until one pushed him and they both took him by the arms. The one thing that was done was that he was cuffed at the front - bad idea. So, he had two complete strangers touching him, and he still had access to his weapons of mass destruction. This was getting better by the minute. He squirmed away from them and frowned, shaking his head.


"I'm quite capable of walking alone." He said sternly, one laughed at him and whipped out a baton from his belt, briefly tapping his opposite hand with it.


"Calm down, sushi-dick. We're only walking you to the main hall." He muttered softly. He refused to move after that racial slur. "I suggest you start walking, sir." He muttered, he went to swing the baton at him, but it was soon stopped dead in its tracks. Before he knew it, it struck him across the side of his head and put him on the floor; with the build up of muscle in his arms he quickly turned and took down the second one with a double-punch to the chest. He took some keys, uncuffed himself, and then made his way to the main room to listen to the director. He took a seat at the nearest table and sighed.
 
Clary walking towards the main hall, having forgot her book and noticed a guy in her seat and walked over to Jack. "Can you pass me my book?" She said without at all looking intimidated after seeing what he could do, she blew at her bangs as they fell in her eyes and putting one hand on her hip.
 
Kenzi finally made it to her room. She put her head on the wall. The wall was cooling to her burning skin. Kenzi had her eye's closed. She was muttering to stop. She felt her self get a bit warmer. She had been practicing for years, but the fire still seemed to control her. She turned and concentrated on one spot and released fire at the tiles. She had a target and threw flame after flame at the wall. It didn't singe since it was a fire proof tile.She finally leaned on the wall. She was feeling better and shaking a bit.


Irish Ice Queen
 
Owen looked at Elizabeth and smiled. He hoped she would agree to his little plan and hopefully they could get more people involved too.


"Nothing much, just the director being really boring. I think most of us almost fell asleep and I think I might have actually fallen asleep for the first five minutes." Owen really hated the director and every time he talked he made Owen angry or made him sleep with his really boring mind.


"So.. I was planning to make this really massive prank agains the guards and I was hoping if you could help me? This one is going to be special and I really need more people to help me out. Are you interested?"
 
He slowly looked up at Clary, smiling for a brief moment before giving a quaint nod. He looked over to her book and stared at it for a few moments; with in a few moments it levitates into the air and is slowly directed over to her; he slowly sets it down in her hand using that ability and nods to her. "You're welcome." He says quietly. (@Soul OMU)
 
Clary raised a brow but took her book from the air. "Thanks... I'm guessing your new here since I haven't seen you around before..." She said while her hands vanished slightly while holding the book. (@DrTrollinski)
 
"For last year's words belong to last year's language, and next year's words await another voice, and to make an end is to make a beginning." He said, smiling at her for a moment. "Yes. I'm new here. Transferred from Wisconsin." He added while 'looking' at her invisible hands. (@Soul OMU)
 
Clary put her book behind her while hiding her invisible hands. "Huh... I see... Cool. Don't normally get many people from out there... anyways I better get going... Maybe I'll see ya around." She said as she headed to the door and vanished. (@DrTrollinski)
 
He gives her a brief wave with one of his hands, followed by slamming his head down on the desk, swept over by pure boredom of listening to the director drone on about everything. (@Soul OMU)
 
Clary smiles a bit as she heads back to her room, grumbling when noticed the guards and pushed them away.


The director then bowed and left, letting the guards herd the teens out of the assembly hall and back to their cells. (@DrTrollinski)
 
Kenzi sat curled around her legs. She had shivers running down her spine she had changed into new s crubs. She heard thundering beards of feet walking down the hall.She sat up and went to the door. She watched as all teens were put back in there cells.Kenzi watched from where she stood. She seemed cold an emotionless.


Irish Ice Queen
 
Jack would struggle against the guards but would really have a choice and allows himself to be lead to his cell; just before he gets the door shut on him, he uses his power to pull one of the batons from the guard's belt and strike him over the head with it, allowing it to quickly fall to the floor thereafter. (@Soul OMU)
 
Zachary and Serena ignore the guards as they make their way to their cells, talking lowly while planning something. Getting looks from the guards. 
Clary making her way to her room when she's grabbed by a guard and forced to turn visible. "Hey! Let go! Ugh! God damn it! Let me go!" She said while fighting against the guards. Guards have her by the arms, planning on taking her to the procedure room.
 
Jack goes to his bed and sits cross-legged on it, closing his eyes while thinking to himself in a therapeutic sort of sense; he feels the world move around him which only makes him positive that he could have more control. He flexed his muscles in a different sort of way; he grew them and shrunk them repeatedly. He was getting a work-out by hardly doing anything. He was just trying to avoid being reminded of all the painful memories when he was a child.
 

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