This is a new Violate story that I will be working on. It has a "Sucker Punch" feel. Side Note: Most of the characters have nicknames. You can find a list of their real names and nicknames at the end of the chapter. Violet and Tate are the only two that will go by their actually names when being written in 3rd person.

February 14, 1963 – Newspaper Article

Young girl of only 16 kills father in his sleep after tragic death of mother!

That was the headline of the newspaper that was sitting next to Violet in the backseat of the black car that was taking her away from her home. She stared at it for a moment before turning her gaze to look out of the window as the rain fell among the trees and dripped down the glass. She had a somber look on her face for a girl that had killed her father less than a day ago. Yes, she was the girl that the newspaper was referring to. She had killed her father, and she would do it again and again if she was given the chance.

Her body jerked forward as the car came to an abrupt stop in front of a large building. It looked even more ominous in the rain storm. The door next to Violet swung open and a pair of hands grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the vehicle.

"Well here we are… The Institution for Troubled Young Women." The driver of the car held onto her arm tightly and walked her up to the front of the building where three men were waiting just inside the door. Violet met each of their gazes for a split second before turning her head to the ground.

The man holding onto Violet released his grip as one of the men walked toward her and took her other arm within his forceful grasp. "Come along, dearie. We need to get you settled in." His voice was deep and had an accent that Violet didn't recognize. She walked along side him as he led her into the building. The doors slammed shut behind them and loudly locked. Violet shivered at the sound of her freedom disappearing.

Violet was led into a room and told to sit in the chair that was stationed in the middle of the room. It looked like a doctor's chair. The three men moved to stand around her, inspecting her with their eyes and conversing about her as if she couldn't hear them.

"She is mighty pretty…" The large, round man spoke with a country accent.

"She looks too skinny if you ask me. No one will want her." The man with the strange accent spoke.

"She will have to do." The last man spoke with a regal tone. He looked to be the youngest in the group. He was tall and clean shaven. He spoke with dignity and poise as if he was the most important person in the room. Violet filed him away in her memory as the doctor.

"Oh boys, calm yourselves please. This poor darling looks scared to death. Give her some room to breathe." A woman's voice lifted through the room. Violet's eyes moved to the side and saw a beautiful, blonde woman walking towards her. She was dressed in elegant clothes, and her heels made sounds that echoed through the room. She had a sweet smile on her face, and Violet thought that she might be trustworthy. The woman stood beside her and placed a gentle hand on Violet's shoulder. "Come, sweet girl. Let's take you to your room and then to meet the others."

She took Violet by the hand and pulled her out of the room, leading her down long hallways until she stopped in front of a door and unlocked it.

"Here we are. Home sweet home." The woman led Violet into the room. "I think you will be happy here as long as you do what you're supposed to. Now… Oh yes, I haven't introduced myself. I'm Nora. I'm one of the mentors here. Please feel free to come to me for anything. I love all of my girls."

Violet nodded. Nora gave her a look. "And you are?"

"I'm… I'm Violet." Violet's voice was scratchy for lack of use. She rarely spoke.

"Well isn't that a lovely name, but I must tell you, Violet that the girls here all go by nicknames. It's one of the rules. Now what should yours be…."

Nora walked closer to Violet and looked intently at her. "Baby Doll." Nora whispered before smiling. "Yes, that is perfect. You have such a youthful appearance. Baby Doll. Don't you love it?"

Violet's eyes grew wide at the name. She wanted to scream and object, but she was scared and hopeless. She had no way of getting out of this place, and she had no where to go if she could. She had given up her will and independence on the car ride here, and now she smiled slightly and nodded her head.

Nora smiled. "Of course you do! Now your clothes are in the dresser. Everyone wears uniforms. I will make sure to get your new name embroidered on yours. Get dressed and then meet me in the dance hall, okay?"

…

Violet pulled at the short skirt, trying to make it cover more of her legs. It came right to the end of the curve of her bottom. The shirt was a little more conservative. It was a normal, white button up shirt with sleeves that ended at her elbows. She slipped her feet into the ballet flats and left the room. She had no idea where she was going. Thankfully there was a sign at the end of the hallway that pointed to the dance hall.

Everyone's eyes were on Violet when she stepped into the room. Violet froze, taking in her surroundings. All of the girls were wearing the same outfit as her.

"There she is!" The man that Violet remembered as the doctor walked up to her and placed his hands on her arms, roaming his eyes all over her body. "Aren't you gorgeous, Baby Doll?" He whispered so that only she could here. Violet shivered and felt her stomach clench. She didn't like this man. He scared her.

"You can call me Doc. It's my nickname. Welcome to my home. I hope that you enjoy being here." The way he slurred the word enjoy made Violet nervous, and his hands running up and down her arms left her feeling queasy.

"Please go and mingle with the other girls." Doc pushed Violet in the direction of the girls that had stopped staring and were now talking in groups. Violet stumbled towards the closest group and awkwardly stood next to a girl that had flaming red hair.

"Hi, darling." The girl smiled at Violet. "Don't look so nervous. It's only bad here if you let it be." Violet nodded her head and tried to smile. "My name is Marcy, but I go by Sailor now."

"Hey… I'm Violet, but I go by Baby Doll now."

"Awe, isn't that precious!" Sailor laughed and wrapped Violet in a hug. "I can already tell that we are going to be great friends."

"Okay, Sailor calm down and let the girl breathe." The next girl that spoke had dark skin and long black hair that felt down to her waist. "I'm Kimmy, go by Sugar." She extended her hand out to Violet, and they shook hands. "Nice to meet you, girl."

"Yea, you too."

"Hi!" A short girl with sun kissed skin and blonde hair that was cut into a bob spoke up next. "I'm Lacey, but I go by Sunshine now. Has anyone every told you that you're so pretty?"

Violet shook her head and blushed. "Thank you."

"You can also call Sunshine by her more appropriate name – ass kisser." A tall brunette with a toned body made the sarcastic remark. "I'm star, and yes that it my real name. I was named as such because I'm going to be a famous dancer one day."

Sugar snorted a laugh. "Oh shut up, Star. And stop being mean to Sunshine."

Violet watched in silence as the four girls interacted with one another as if they were sisters. Her gaze began to scan around the room, looking at the other girls, the doctors, and finally stopping when she saw something that didn't seem like it belonged.

There was a teenage boy sitting at a table by himself. He was dressed in black pants and a button up shirt that seemed to resemble the girls' outfits. He had a look on his face that sent shivers through Violet's body that were the opposite from the shivers that Doc gave her. Her eyes felt like they were glued to this blonde hair boy.

"Baby Doll, what are you staring at?" Sailor followed Violet's gaze. "Oh no. Don't go there."

"Why?"

Sailor pulled Violet's face towards hers. "That is Doc's son. He is the only guy here besides the doctors, and he is off limits. Besides, he is crazier than all of us put together."

Violet look toward the boy one more time, and this time his gaze was focused on her. His eyes were as black as the night, and his intense stare made her gasp and turn around quickly. She needed to take her mind off of him right away. "So… What do you do here?"

"We all have a personal schedule that we follow. Yours should be in your room." Sailor informed. "It's really not so bad, most of the time."

Violet sighed and nodded her head. This is going to be a long existence.

Okay, that is the first chapter. I hope that you are as intrigued as I am. Please leave reviews letting me know what you think, if I should write this story, etc. I love you all!

Our Important Characters so far:

Violet – Baby Doll

Doc

Nora

Marcy – Sailor

Kimmy – Sugar

Lacey – Sunshine

Star