Prologue
"LET ME GO! I AM NOT A FUCKING PSYCHOPATH!" The voice that echoed through the white walls was angered, thick. "Listen to me, this is fucking bullshit, leave me be!" Loki Laufeyson screamed and struggled against the people who tried to control him, stop him from running off. His members and body shook uncontrollably. That was before he saw the woman on the corner, holding the small needle. "No. No. Nononono, this is wrong, what are you doing?!" His eyes went wide in fear as she came closer. The panic of the moment before ran through his veins for minutes, she was drawing closer. "NO!" With a scream, his body shut off. The struggle stopped, the screaming stopped, the woman in white stopped. Everything stopped there for a moment. The world spun, and everything was gone.
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"Take him to the Room 1." The tall, blonde one said to the nurse, smiling kindly with a hand on her shoulder. Her chin tilted up with the order.
She was directing the Asylum now. It was all hers to command. Proudly, Sister Eunice had always been most efficient in her duties, all of them well accomplished in exact due date. Monsignor Timothy had been keeping an eye on her for the past weeks now, and pleased with the results of his work. Without Sister Jude, the Asylum had become a mess. Luck of theirs Sister Eunice was still there, ready to assume in case she left. And so she did, things were fixed before the chaos reigned.
"Yes, Sister Eunice." A short nurse responded, nodding and bowing her head in agreement. A group of men dressed in jeans and white shirts dragged the stretcher to said room, getting his hands down with black belts, just in probable cases of struggling. Sister Mary Eunice entered the room with a smile on her face to the beauty of the new patient of Briarcliff Manor. His pitch black hair fell to his shoulders, curving up on its ends. A peculiar thing to see in Briarcliff, such beauty. She felt pityful and grateful, wondering what he had done to get there. There, of all places!
"Sister, we have a new one." Two ones, in the same day? That was not common. At all. Frowning, Eunice nodded and dropped all her thoughts about Loki Laufeyson. She seemed to want to know more of the other who had come.
"What's his name, nurse?" She asked as they walked down the hallway. The nurse looked up at her. Her blue eyes glistened as she looked at the paper on her hand, where his name was written down.
"Stark. Anthony Stark."