AN: Hello! It is I, A random Surprise! I have decided I needed a fresh start in writing so… I deleted ALL my stories, because I fell I bit off a lot more than I could chew. So now here I am re-writing Insane! With the help of my good friend DoomsdaybeamXD. So…without further ado, I present…insane!
Dr. Stanly Haralson, sighed before pushing open the heavy Oakwood door that separated his office from the pure white walls of the Hospital. Straightening his work attire he started down the hall, giving a slight nod to fellow co-workers every few minutes.
Finally after a bit of walking he came to a door. He put his hand to a dark green panel, and his hand was quickly scanned.
"Recognizing: Dr. Stanly Haralson." A robotic feminine voice announced. The iron clad door slid open and the Doctor walked in.
He shook his head as he passed the doors of A hall, knowing that Children lay behind them. In a white cushioned room with foam cylinders clasped around there hands to keep from hurting themselves. A wave of grief passed over him as he passed rooms A13, and 14.
Those rooms belonged to the only blood related people in the Asylum, the Thorsten twins. One, the boy Thomas, with severe brain damage caused by being caught in an explosion caused by a diesel truck crashing.
The other, Rachel, the female of the two turned suicidal when her brother was put into the Asylum. She slit her wrists, but was found by her father, and taken to the hospital. They put her through therapy, and thought she was getting better. Until she stabbed herself with a pencil at school.
Stanly shook his head, they were not his patience, they were Dr. Fredrick Ingerman's. Besides he learned a long time ago not to let his emotions take control over him.
He continued for a while until he came to the most heavily guarded hallway in the building.
Block B.
Only the most insane patience's went here, and in this hall lay the most insane teenager in the building.
Harry Henry Haddock the III.
He took a deep breath before approaching the guard posted at the door, Garfield Benson, or as everyone else called him 'Gobber'. The man had no hair atop his head, but donned a long handle bar mustache. His was tall and burly, as where most cell guards, and whore a navy jumpsuit with various weapons and Tasers.
"Good day Stanly!" he said cheerily. "Is it 12:00 already?" he asked, as he unlocked the door.
"Why yes, Garfield it is." Stanley replied curtly.
Garfield rolled his eyes. "I've told you a million times, call me Gobber. Garfield is too formal!"
"Just open the door." Sighed the Dr. pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Okay, okay, yeesh!" muttered Garfield, as he unlocked the final lock.
The Dr. walked into the bright white room. He looked straight at the small figure sitting in the middle of the room, the poor boy was severally underweight. Before he had come here, the man who called himself a father, had beaten the boy to near death. Harry had suffered from neglect besides these beatings, so his father never fed him.
Steven Haddock, had finally been caught. But not before this boy had slipped over the edge.
"Dad! Your back from the treaty signing!" a cheery nasally voice called out, ripping Stanly from his thoughts and brought him back to what he was supposed to be doing.
His job.
"Harry, I am not your father. I have not come back from a treaty signing." He said to the boy wrapped in the strait jacket.
Harry looked quizzical. "What are you talking about dad? I am Hiccup your son, you know the one who trained Toothless the Night Fury?"
Stanly stole a glance at the one sided glass wall was. He knew for a fact there where about five people taking notes on Harry's progress. So far there was none."
"No, Harry you are not my son. I have no family."
Hiccup shook his head. Tears swam in his eyes, as he shook his head. "D-Dad are you…Disowning me?" he whispers.
Stanly looked at the skinny boy. He knew what was coming, it happened every day.
"Harry-"
"My name is Hiccup!" Harry growled. "You are my Father, I trained a Dragon, and I live on the island of Berk!" he growled.
"Harry, Dragons. Are. Not. Real."
Harry's eyes bulged he snarled, and growled like a wild animal. He ripped out of another strait jacket and pounced on Dr. Stanly. He was about to beat the Doctor with his handcuffs, but stopped short. He calmed before saying.
"Toothless! Bad dragon!"
He switched back to snarling for a moment before he said. "I know he made you angry, but he is my dad!"
He was silent for a moment before he laughed and said. "Okay bud, let's go make sure there are not any Berserkers attacking!" he exclaimed before jumping of Stanly.
The older male quickly took out, a walkie-talkie, and said. "Patient 1134 is in need of another jacket, and pair of handcuffs."
"Copy that!"
Stanly sighed as 'Hiccup' and 'Toothless' dodged yet another 'attack' from 'Dagur the Deranged' who, in reality was Daniel Dates. One of the guys who helped calm patience's down while Sage Pipes or 'Savage' as Harry called him, put them in the strait jacket.
"So far, no progress" he muttered, and walked off to his office.