Tortured Soul

Chapter Two

Alone

Zeebad had begun to awake. He thought he was back in his prison in the Roundabout but he wasn't. He was in a strange room. The walls were cushy mattresses and he could bounce like a trampoline if he tried.

Zeebad's POV

Where am I? I thought I was back in my prison in the Roundabout but I'm not. I'm in this weird suit thing. I turn my head around to see straps on the back of it. It's a straight jacket! Zebedee put me in a mental hospital but where is he? He thinks this place can hold someone as powerful as me but he's wrong! I'll show him. He'll wish he never sent me here!

End POV.

Meanwhile Zebedee was helping Mr Rusty and the others repair the damage Zeebad had caused. Sam could see Zeb was upset about something as he watched from his post on the Roundabout. He watched as his friend vanished to his house in the clouds to lie down if he could. Zebedee then lay on his bed. Fear was running through his mind.

Zebedee's POV

Why must I pay? Why must I watch as my friends, the ones I love the most get hurt? Because of Zeebad I hurt more than others know. Sam is the only one who knows about my lack of sleep. Because of Zeebad, I don't sleep. I never should've befriended him long ago in the Land of Magical Springers if I knew this was how it would turn out. I was the one who watched as Zeebad turned against everyone and destroy the Land of Magical Springers and my parents with it. But maybe I should… but I can't because I can't die. For me, every night is a bad dream, a memory. I wish I could wake up and Zeebad would've just a bad dream but it's not.

I was the one who chose to reside at the Enchanted Village to protect everybody there from my mistake. I should've taken away his magic but I thought he'd change but I was wrong. When wills this end? When can I finally be happy with my friends again and not deal with this?

End Zebedee's POV

He then went back to the Village. It was nearly fixed. They just had to repair the candy seller's shop and they'd be done. Dougal was being extremely happy about that. Zebedee chuckled to himself. Florence and the other children could tell he didn't sleep well because of the dark rings around his eyes. They watched as he went to the top of the Roundabout. Sam was beside him. He saw a look of grief on Zebedee's face as he looked at his chest. "There's something on your mind, isn't there?" Sam said to him. "Yes there is, old friend. I wish that I could heal from my wounds of the heart, that's all. I sent Zeebad to a mental hospital. Maybe there he'll get help. Having unlimited power is good but what good is it if I can't use it to heal myself?" he told him. Sam then put his arms around him. "I know how you feel about him… I also have some bad dreams about Zeebad and what happened." He said to him. Zebedee smiled at this. Sam's voice had a calming effect on him and seemed to lift his mood.

He watched as the children played on the Roundabout happily. The others were talking. Dylan saw Zebedee and Sam on the top of it. He could tell something was wrong with their friend but Zebedee would probably not tell him if he asked because he was very secretive. Sam then watched as Zebedee broke down into a state of depression. "It'll be okay sir, I promise. Why don't you have a snooze or something like that? It might help." He said calmly to him. He watched as his friend disappeared. Mr Rusty had seen this and was worried. He knew Zebedee was still hurting from the past and needed help but he never admitted it. He then hoped he'd be alright for the village's sake.

But in his house, Zebedee was in his bathroom shaving. He then cut his arm with the blade. He watched as the blood came out. It hurt but it also felt good. He then began to keep doing it…