Chapter 1:
*No One's POV*
Dr. Jonathan Crane will do his daily routine of working at the Asylum as one of the doctors for the patients. Today's no different or so he thought. A case file greets him on his desk. Usually when a case file is on his desk, it's for a patient who has been in the Asylum for a while. No, this is a very unique patient.
He opens it and his glass covered eyes see two pictures of the same person at two different ages. One looks like seven years old and another a recent picture of the age of twenty years old. Dr. Crane studies the first picture.
A little girl with short black hair with big, dark brown eyes, palish peach colored skin, and the common features of a little girl. Next was the twenty year old that he is struck with her incredible beauty. Her short black hair has grown much longer to out of frame. Dark brown eyes are still big, but they seem to be lacking emotion. A slender bridge falls down to a small nose with a slight point above a pair of full, yet small lips. Also the palish peach color turn into an almost deadly pale skin.
'Such a very beautiful girl,' he speaks to himself with a smile curling up on his face.
The personal information shows him what he needs to know before taking on this case. Her real name is Isolabella Magena Handel while she prefers to go by Shadow like a criminal name. She has been here since she was seven years old and the only patient who has been here the longest. That catches his attention because he has never seen before with the patients.
A smirk appears on his face, he's going to take on this case.
Meanwhile, in a cell lays Shadow. She's with her dolly from childhood acting like a child.
"Victoria," she speaks to her doll with a smile, "what should we do today?"
Of course the doll wouldn't answer, but Shadow always know what would her doll say. Victoria is an old vintage doll with long dark brown yarn hair with big glass green eyes and pale as a porcelain doll. Also an old victorian dress clothed her huggable body.
"Your bath is ready witch," a guard glares at her from the other side of cell door.
Shadow is the Witch of the criminals with her magic spells and everything. Of course with recordings around the Asylum she's very limited to her work.
"Can Victoria come with me?" she asked the guard like a child with a smile.
"The doll stays here because you have kitchen duty."
"I always do kitchen duty," Shadow whines like a child. "Can someone else do it today?"
"Move it witch!" he yells at her.
With a pout, Shadow follows the guard. Victoria is sitting up right so she can watch the world go by.
The Asylum always provide some stuff for the patients. Like making sure that they are clean and ready for the day. Also give them the three meals everyday. In return, they must do the responsibilities in the Asylum to help out with an early release. Unfortunately for the Witch, she has no release because what she did as a child.
Shadow begins her usual kitchen duty by placing on an apron over her Asylum outfit. Her hip length ebony hair is pulled back into a low ponytail. With her hands clean, she begins with making breakfast for all of the patients of the Asylum.