Chapter 1: Disorder
A young blonde woman sighed as she attached several files to her clipboard and picked up a file heavily laden with pages upon pages on her current patient she was preparing to hold a session of Psychotherapy with. After gathering all she needed she headed to the secure room that held the teenager she would deal with today. His case was a sad one and resulted in the boy being hospitalized at a special institution paid for by the government since his parents couldn't afford to do so and were desperately in need of it. The depression and denial of a tragic accident had led the young boy to acquire certain symptoms. These symptoms were ignored and the results made the young teen a paranoid schizophrenic.
She snapped out of her reminisces as a member of the staff was exiting her therapy room. She stopped them before entering fearing that perhaps the boy was not in the best of shape.
"Is my patient uncooperative again?" she asked the older male that nodded to her.
"No, its just he seemed a little lost today and we wanted to make definitely sure he found his way to the right room." The older male with dark brown hair informed her with a solemn look on his face.
She nodded to him and let him continue on before going on to the door and entering the room. She was surprised to find the boy looking through one of the books with deep interest. His dull brown hair was a mess and his clothes were the normal wear of any patient, blue shirt, pants, and white no laces shoes. He looked to be in psychically good health with lean well-toned muscles for a sixteen year old.
"Hello Daniel." She greeted the brunette with a smile, "Finding those books interesting?"
As soon as she spoke he slammed the book shut and frowned as he placed it back and came to take his seat. His red brown eyes glanced over her and then focused on his folded hands that now sat in his lap.
Her smiled dwindled down to a small frown as she spoke once more, "Are you taking your medication as prescribed? I have the schedule here saying that you've skipped it a few times this week."
"Only a little." Dan murmured not daring to look her in the eye.
She sat in her chair leaving the files on the table next to her chair and leaned forward a bit to converse with him more.
"Daniel you need to take every dosage otherwise you'll continue to have your episodes and will never feel better." She said sternly, "Now let's start off with the simple questions and I'll let you know when I'm moving onto the harder ones okay?"
The brunette nodded and looked at her fully now his expression plain.
"How do you feel today?" She began readying her clipboard and clicking her pen.
"I feel fine Dr. Bloom." He said smiling a bit, but it quickly disappeared.
Dr. Bloom nodded and scribbled down his answer, "Do you feel more confident today than you did yesterday or last week? You were having some issues on that last week."
"Yeah, I feel a bit better than last week." The boy murmured once more losing the eye contact finally.
"That's good, alright I'm going to start asking the harder questions." Dr. Bloom warned as she set her pen down and relaxed into her chair, "First off tell me about Drago."
"Drago?" Dan muttered questioningly and then stated proudly, "He's my Bakugan partner, a pyrus Dragonoid. He and I are the best at brawling."
Dr. Bloom sighed heavily and leaned forward to repeat what she had done many sessions a time, "Daniel, Drago wasn't a Bakugan, he was your older brother."
"No he's a Bakugan. A giant red dragon as well as my best friend." Dan insisted as his body began trembling.
"Listen Dan, let's move on." Dr. Bloom said knowing that was probably best, "Do you remember why you're here?"
He looked up once only with a look of confusion, "I'm here because no one wants to believe me and I won't believe the lie that this illusion is reality."
"Is that what they are telling you?" Dr. Bloom asked curious to see if that symptom was active.
His body shook more as his expression drastically changed and he suddenly stood up.
"I'm not crazy! Bakugan are real and Drago is my Bakugan partner, not my brother!" He rumbled at Dr. Bloom making her hand slide towards the hidden panic button fearing the boy might take to violent acts.
"Listen to me Daniel Kuso, you aren't crazy. No one here at this institution is crazy. It's just that you went through a harsh tragedy and resulted in developing a mental disorder that can be easily resolved if you allow us to help you." Dr. Bloom informed the teen as he slumped back down in the chair.
She kept her hand near the hidden button as she continued, "Many people develop Paranoid Schizophrenia, but if you only just…"
She was interrupted by his mumbled comment, "Just believe the lies we're feeding you and you'll get to go home right?"
She became stern once more as a cocky grin formed across his face, "No Daniel, that's not at all what I'm meaning. I just want to help you so you can go back to your normal life you had with your parents five years ago."
"Lies." He growled shooting up to a standing position once more and threw his chair against the back wall in anger.
Yet another Alternate Universe story, this time there are no bakugan in existence and well I've always wanted to write a small story of what if the main character was considered a weirdo. Man am I evil to my favorite characters. Sorry to keep ruining this, but this story in the beginning is mostly told from Miyoko's stand point, but you can't list her as a main character for some reason so I had to list Dan. I lied first chapter is from Dan's psychiatrist's point of view. Unlike my previous stories I've written without asking for some help from my readers, I plan to later on get your guy's ideas as to whether I should end the story at a certain point or keep going. Crap I'm talking your ears off, sorry.