Hello all, midnightrebellion86 here with the first chapter..
Chapter 1. The Fire Beauty
April 20th, 2015 Janesville, WI. 1:19 P.M
A young man with short curly hair, dark skin and brown eyes was walking home after mailing something out. He stood at 5,9 and had a medium build. The man was visually impaired as he was carrying a white cane. This man is 28 year old, Quincy Washington, a loner and born atheist that wants nothing to do with the people in his current city or society in general for that matter.
Janesville is a small stuck up town where if you were born and raised there or lived there for twenty years, you were fine, but if you were new, you were a second class citizen. The latter is the category of Quincy. He lived here for six years and it's been hell for him. He's tried getting out on several occasions, but without success.
The snow was all melted from winter, but most of the trees still didn't have their leaves and flowers weren't even growing yet. The birds were definitely out, due to it being in the low sixties.
As the young African American male was nearing his apartment, he spoke.
"Man, I wish I had a way out of this fucking town." The young man said with a mixture of a southern and Midwestern accent.
The young man reached his apartment and as he walked up the steps, the wind began to pick up. As he was reaching for his keys, one of the loose beams fell down and hit Quincy in the back of the head, knocking him unconscious.
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Quincy opened his eyes and the surroundings were completely different. Instead of waking up by his apartment, the sky was swirling with colors of orange, red, purple, blue and green. The ground was dark brown. The young man felt like he was in some dream that felt real. He tried jolting himself awake like he'd done in the past, but it didn't work.
"Where the hell am I?" I asked.
"Nearing death." A female voice said.
A woman with long strawberry blond hair, fair skin and blue eyes materialized in front of the young man. She had orange and red wings made out of fire. She was wearing a sleeveless orange top and a red skirt that stopped above her knees, showing off her toned legs. She was wearing red high heels that emitted sparks of fire when walking.
Quincy was lost in the woman's beauty. He quickly snapped out of it when he remembered that he needed to know what was going on.
"Who are you?" Quincy asked.
"I'm Afrak, your fire fae." The woman now known as Afrak said.
"You said I was nearing death." Quincy said.
"Correct." Afrak said. "I am responsible for that beam hitting you in the back of the head."
Quincy was pissed now, but Afrak continued.
"I did this because I'm tired of you being unhappy." Afrak said. "I know your heart and I know you don't belong in a world like this. Time after time, you've given your all, but got nothing in return. You're treated like a second class citizen all the time and people expect you to change, but when you make those changes, they're still not happy."
The young man was shocked now. This woman just summed up his life in just a short explanation.
"So, what is the meaning of this?" Quincy asked.
"I'm going to grant your wish." Afrak stated. "Before I knocked you out, you did wish you had a way out of town. I am a wish granter."
The young man mentally face palmed when Afrak said this.
"I am going to take you back in time to an era where good deeds don't go ignored as much." Afrak said.
Afrak used her powers and showed things that occurred in the 1960s, like the packers winning the first two super bowls, cities being lit on fire and African Americans having separate bathrooms and drinking fountains.
The young man looked at Afrak like she was crazy.
"I don't want to go to the sixties." Quincy said. "That time is worse than now."
"That may be true, but I'm not done explaining things." Afrak stated. "You're an old soul, so I will be able to get you to the sixties with your complete memory in tact."
"What about my current family?" Quincy asked. "What happens when the day that I was originally born comes around again?"
"That will depend on you." Afrak said. "You can either continue to live in this time, or I'll get you back to when you were born and allow you to keep your memories of before."
"Where exactly am I going?" Quincy asked.
"Here." Afrak said.
Quincy was shown what looked like some mental hospital run by a bunch of nuns.
"It's called Briarcliff Manor." Afrak said. "The year, 1964. Now, you must choose your new name."
The young man thought about it for a bit then made his mind up.
"Reese McLaurin." The young man now known as Reese said.
"Hmm, I had a funny feeling you'd pick a name like that." Afrak said.
"McLaurin was my great grandmother's last name and Reese because she gave me my first Reese's peanut butter cup." Reese stated.
"Reese, before I send you there, you will be 21 instead of 28." Afrak said. "I will also make your eyesight a little better, giving you the ability to get around without the use of a cane. Reese, you will meet several people that you can relate to. I will also be giving you several chances to stay alive, due to you being new to this timeline. Are you ready?"
"Yes." Reese said.
With that, the winds picked up and Reese was blown fifty one years into the past.
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March 26th 1964. Massachusetts.
A white car pulls up in front of a tall three story brown brick building. A woman who appears to be in her early to mid thirties stepped out of the car left foot first before getting completely out of the car. The woman stood at five feet six inches, had shoulder length brown hair, brown eyes and fair skin. She was wearing a black long sleeved button down top with a matching black skirt that went down past her knees.
The driver in the car the woman came in waved goodbye before driving away. Shortly after, the woman was approached by a man wearing a security guard outfit. The woman spoke before he could question her.
"Lana Winters from the gazette." The woman now known as Lana stated. "I'm doing a report on your bakery. I have an appointment with Sister Jude."
The security guard simply nodded and left Lana alone. The gazette reporter began making her way towards the concrete stairs that led to the large building, but was startled when a hand touched her on the shoulder, causing the reporter to whip around. The person was a woman with fair skin and brown eyes. She was a pinhead woman with very little light brown hair that was tied into a tight bun.
"Play with me!" The pinhead said with excitant in her voice.
The pinhead spun in a circle.
"Play with me." The pinhead said in a more normal tone this time.
A nun came walking onto the scene and sighed. The nun had on the typicl habit. She had blond hair, but you could only see the golden bangs, due to the rest of the hair being covered by the habit. She had an innocent looking face with calm blue eyes.
"Pepper, leave the lady alone." The nun ordered in a calm tone.
"Oh, it's fine." Lana said, defending the pinhead now known as Pepper. "It's harmless. She's just trying to make friends."
"She's not harmless." The nun quickly countered. "She drowned her sister's baby and sliced his ears off."
Lana glanced at Pepper with a skeptical look, but the nun quickly took the reporter out of her thoughts.
"Follow me, miss." The nun said.
The nun led both Pepper and Lana up the concrete stairs that led to the building.
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The nun and Lana entered the main foyer of the building where several orderlies were taking patients to different parts of the building. The foyer was round and had a sunroof where the bright sunlight shined in. The nun led Lana to a large spiral staircase.
"Sister Jude calls this her Stairway to Heaven." The nun stated.
The nun and the reporter continued up the long flight of stairs.
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Sitting a twelve by ten feet office was a blond woman with short blond hair getting her hair shaved by a nun with a serious look on her face before the door opened, revealing the younger nun and Lana.
"Sister Jude, the reporters…are here." The young nun said with a low tone mid sentence when she realized her mistake.
The more serious nun now known as Sister Jude shut the hair clippers of and turned her attention to the younger nun.
"I told you I would find you, Sister Mary Eunice." Sister Jude stated in an annoyed tone.
Sister Jude turned to the woman that now had part of her hair shaven off.
"Brush yourself off, Shelley." Sister Jude ordered.
"You think I'm full of regret and shame for what I've done now, sister?" The woman known as Shelley asked. "She can shave me bald as a q-ball and I'll still be the hottest thing here."
"Take her to the common room, so that the others can witness her newfound immaculacy." Sister Jude ordered. "And next time, knock."
The younger nun now known as Sister Mary Eunice led Shelley out of the office and shut the door.
Lana stepped forward and the older nun greeted her.
"Remind me of your name." Sister Jude said.
"Lana." The reporter stated. "Lana Winters."
The reporter cleared her throat and continued.
"Can I ask what Shelley did?" Lana asked. "I assume you were punishing her for something."
"I assumed you were here to do a story on our bakery." Sister Jude stated.
"Oh believe me, no one loves that molasses bread more than I do." Lana stated truthfully. "I toast it every day for breakfast."
"Shelley was brought to us, due to being diagnosed with being a nymphomaniac." Sister Jude stated. "You said your name was Lana?"
"After the movie star." Lana replied.
"Now there's a train wreck of a soul." Sister Jude stated. "Sit down, you're making me nervous."
The reporter took the chair, sat down and crossed her right leg over her left.
"You know what this place was just two years ago?" Sister Jude asked. "A hell hole."
"Were all of your patients here remanded here by the state?" Lana asked.
"Not all." Sister Jude replied.
The conversation was interrupted when Sister Mary Eunice walked into the room.
"I was sent to tell you that…" Sister Mary Eunice stopped herself mid sentence when she realized she forgot to knock. "I didn't knock, I'm sorry."
The young nun proceeded to leave, but Sister Jude stopped her.
"You were sent to tell me what?" Sister Jude asked with an annoyed tone.
Sister Mary Eunice approached Sister Jude and whispered in her ear.
"Thank you, sister." Sister Jude said in a calm tone.
Sister Mary Eunice left the office.
"Well, are we ready for our bakery to-." Sister Jude was cut off.
"She's talking about the two people, isn't she?" Lana asked. "One's the killer, Bloodyface. He's accused of killing several women. The other is known as The Demon Vandal. He's accused of vandalizing property belonging to the catholic church, including tainting Holy Water. Is there any way I can interview one or both of them?"
"You're not the least bit interested in our bakery." Sister Jude stated.
After some more brief back and forth words, Sister Jude kicked Lana out of the office.
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A state police truck pulled up to the front of the brown building now known as Briarcliff Manor. Two police officers exited the front of the truck and made their way to the back to open the doors that kept people in. The authorities opened the doors and pulled out two people. The first guy stood at five feet ten, had dark brown straight shaggy hair, fair skin and brown eyes. The second guy was African American and stood at five feet nine.
Several nuns looked on as both men were escorted up the concrete steps and into Briarcliff.
Several hoses washed down the two new patients before they were both knocked out.
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The African American now labeled The Demon Vandal sat in Sister Jude's office. The older nun glared at the young man. The young man was now dressed in gray scrubs, just like the other patients.
"Tell me your name." Sister Jude demanded.
"Reese." The African American now known as Reese stated.
"I should cane the demon out of you for what you did to our property, you scum." Sister Jude said with venom in her voice. "Urinating in our Holy Water? Ripping up several Holy Bibles? Breaking out the windows of a chapel?"
Reese remembered the previous night when he arrived in the timeline.
"What of it?" Reese asked in a smart ass tone.
"I could've had you sent to jail, but the Monsignor and Mother Superior Claudia both agreed that I should give you a chance." Sister Jude stated.
The man from the future took a deep breath. He had no clue how things worked in this timeline, so he didn't argue any further.
"Fine." Reese said.
"I'm glad we now have an understanding, Mr. McLaurin." Sister Jude stated. "Frank, take him to the common room."
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The patents of Briarcliff were in the common room with the song Dominique playing. The man known as Bloodyface entered the common room and was immediately approached by Shelley.
"Oh, Sister Jude is on the warpath." Shelley stated before touching the guy's ass.
"Hey, stop it!" The man accused of being Bloodyface demanded.
"I can't make the welts go away, but I can make you forget you had them." Shelley stated. "You need a session in the hydrotherapy room with me. I speak Greek and French."
Several other female patients started fighting over the man. He got away from them, but the annoying song. Reese was also getting annoyed with the song, but decided to keep to himself. The man accused of being Bloodyface approached the record player, but was stopped by a young woman about his age. Shortly after, an older man made rude comments at the accused murderer, which caused a huge fight and Sister Jude to enter the room. She blew the whistle, causing the song to stop.
"He started it." The man said with a Boston accent.
The orderlies approached the accused Bloody Face, knocked him out and took him out of the common room.
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Reese and the accused Bloody Face were in a double cell in solitary. The accused Blloody face turned his attention to Reese.
"Hey, you're the other guy from the police truck." The accused Bloodyface stated. "What's your name?"
"It's Reese." Reese stated. "Yours?"
"Kit Walker." The man truly known as Kit stated. "What are you in for?"
"Vandalizing church property." Reese stated. "I'm an atheist. What did you do?"
"I was accused of skinning my now missing wife, Alma and several other women alive." Kit stated.
"Did you?" Reese asked.
"No." Kit replied honestly. "Aliens took her away."
The conversation was interrupted by footsteps. The woman that stopped Kit from messing with the record player in the common room appeared with two plates of meat that was part gray and part yellow, discolored mashed potatoes and something else that didn't look edible. The two plates were slid under the door and the woman peaked into the cell and greeted the two.
"You both gotta eat." The woman said with a French accent.
The woman lit a cigarette and Kit walked up to the cell door to greet the woman.
"How did you get back here?" Kit asked.
"Kitchen detail." The woman replied. "I volunteered. Here."
The woman offered Kit a drag of her cigarette and he took it.
"Would your cellmate like a drag?" The woman offered.
"No." Reese replied.
"Why are you being so nice?" Kit asked.
"You get back what you put out into the world." The woman stated.
"How did you get locked up in here?" Kit asked.
"They say I chopped up my family." The woman replied.
"Did you?" Kit asked.
"No." The woman replied.
There was door sounding, causing the woman to turn her head.
"I'll try to come back later." The woman said.
"Wait." Kit said. "What's your name?"
"Grace." The woman now known as Grace stated.
The woman now known as Grace left the scene.
"I think she likes you." Reese stated.
"Come on, Reese, I love my wife." Kit stated.
"My bad." Reese said.
"It's fine, Reese." Kit said. "Where are you from, anyway? Your accent is different."
"I'm from Wisconsin." Reese stated truthfully. "I don't know how I ended up here and doing what I did though."
Reese has a mix of a Southern and Midwestern accent.
"Well, I'm going to try and get some sleep." Kit said.
Kit went to his hard bed before laying down. Within ten minutes, the man was asleep. Reese went to his bed to lay down, but Afrak appeared before him.
"You should eat your food before going to bed." Afrak lectured.
"I can't eat that." Reese stated.
"Fine." Afrak stated. "As you know, I like offerings. I know you're not a smoker, but you're going to need to at least get a lighter and cigarettes for me. Do that and I'll replace this stuff with my powers with something better."
"Okay." Reese said.
"Goodnight, Reese." Afrak said before vanishing.
A flashlight beamed into the grated small window of the cell.
"Go to bed and quit talking to yourself, Reese." Sister Jude ordered.
The man from the future got in bed and laid down to go to sleep.
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Sister Mary Eunice was sobbing while sitting in Sister Jude's office.
"H-He's g-gone, Willie's g-gone." Sister Mary Eunice said in between sobs. "T-There was a m-medical emergency l-last night. I-I didn't even know h-he was sick."
"Why wasn't I informed?" Sister Jude asked with anger in her voice.
"D-Dr. Arden asked to have him t-taken d-directly to his wake." Sister Mary Eunice replied in between sobs.
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Sister Jude barged into an office that belonged to an older man that stood at a towering six feet seven inches tall, bald, gray eyes, fair skin and a long white beard.
"I demand you give me access to your laboratory." Sister Jude demanded.
"When the monsignor brought me out of retirement, to run Briarcliff's unit, he made a gentlemen's agreement." The old man known as Dr. Arthur Arden stated.
"Curious, seeing that only one of you is a gentleman." Sister Jude quipped.
There was a moment of silence with Arthur looking away from Sister Jude, which didn't sit well with her.
"Please look at me when I'm speaking to you." Sister Jude said sternly.
"I'm not one of your charges, sister, quaking in my boots." Dr. Arden stated.
The Dr. picked up a weird plant and showed it to Sister Jude.
"Do you have any idea what this is?" Dr. Arden asked.
"It's a plant." Sister Jude replied.
"This here is the creation of science over the power of nature." Dr. Arden stated.
After yet another brief argument, the head nun finally got down to business.
"We need to discuss the patients." Sister Jude stated. "Four of them, including Willie last night have gone missing."
"They died." Dr. Arden answered quickly without a single care in the world.
"That's it? Period?" Sister Jude asked.
"The patients here not only suffer diseases of the mind, but of the body as well." Dr. Arden stated.
"Where are the bodies?" Sister Jude demanded.
"Cremated." Dr. Arden stated. "Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Cause of death, found in their death certificates."
"I find it very interesting, that all the patients that have died since you've been here have no family." Sister Jude stated. "I don't believe a word you say. I will find out sooner or later. Just remember, I'll always win."
With that, Sister Jude stormed out of the office.
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Reese was sitting in the common room with Kit and Grace.
"So Reese, how does it feel to finally be out of isolation?" Kit asked.
"It feels good." Reese stated. "I'm surprised that bitter nun actually let me out."
The guy that picked a fight with Kit the day before approached us.
"Well, if it isn't Bloodyface and the colored demon." The man said in a taunting way.
"Leave us alone, Spivey." Grace demanded.
"Was I talking to you, lady?" The man now known as Spivey asked.
One of the orderlies came over and dragged Spivey away before another fight could break out.
"So, what medicines do they have you on?" Grace asked.
"Nothing yet." Reese replied.
"You'll probably be seeing Dr. Arden soon." Grace stated. "He's the tall bald guy with the long gray beard."
"Good to know." Reese stated.
Pepper, the pinhead lady walked over to the table that Reese, Kit and Gace were sitting at.
"Who is she?" Reese asked.
"Her name is Pepper." Grace stated. "It's rumored that she cut her baby nephew's ears off after drowning him under water."
"I don't believe that shit for a second." Reese stated.
"Me neither." Grace said.
The young nun known as Sister Mary Eunice entered the common room and approached the four patients.
"Pepper, today you get to work with me in the bakery." Sister Mary Eunice stated
"Yay!" Pepper cheered.
The nun turned to Reese and spoke.
"Maybe some day, you will be able to work with me in the bakery." Sister Mary Eunice stated. "Come on, Pepper."
Sister Mary Eunice led Pepper out of the common room. Kit looked at Reese.
"I think she likes you." Kit stated.
"Dude, no she doesn't." Reese quickly countered. "She's a nun and I'm an atheist."
"Why does that matter?" Kit asked. "My wife is black and it's not legal, but I love her."
"I'm not trying to get killed, you know." Reese stated. "I think the only white girl I could hit on around here is Shelley."
"Good point." Kit said.
The group of three continued their conversation as Dominique played in the background.
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It was now time for lights out. The patients were all in their cells. Sister Mary Eunice led a reporter by the name of Lana Winters into the men's area where Spivey began to harass them. The man threw feces at the young nun, causing her to get grossed out, leaving Lana all alone in the men's area. She approached a cell looking for kit, but was knocked out.
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Sister Jude was furious and slapping a cane against her desk as Sister Mary Eunice sobbed. The older nun had found out that Sister Mary Eunice let Lana Winters back into Briarcliff last night.
"You put everything at risk." Sister Jude stated. "Everything, our reputation, the life's work of our great monsignor, all his future dreams!"
"I-I used bad judgment, sister." Sister Mary Eunice said in between sobs.
"Bad judgment?" Sister Jude asked. "Like eating too much cake, is that what you mean, sister?"
"Ms. Winters g-got me very confused." Sister Mary Eunice said in between sobs.
"Maybe the sin is mine." Sister Jude said. "Maybe my faith in you is nothing but sinner pride."
"No, you're not a sinner, sister." Sister Mary Eunice said in between sobs.
"I favored you, I coddled you, I refused to see what others saw." Sister Jude said raising her voice a bit. "When they said you were stupid, I said no, that you were more pure than the others."
Sister Mary Eunice looked at the cane on the table.
"It's not big enough, sister." Sister Mary Eunice stated.
The young nun grabs the cane, gets up and rushes over to the cabinet that holds all the whipping canes. She grabs a bigger cane and runs back to the desk. The nun bends down and lifts her habit up, and pulls her underwear down, revealing her bare ass.
"Punish me, sister, please." Sister Mary Eunice begged. "I'm so stupid and weak, stupid stupid stupid!"
The nun banged her head against the desk, but Sister Jude stopped her. The older nun rushed behind Sister Mary Eunice and smacked her on the ass once.
"Stand up and get out." Sister Jude ordered. "I don't have time for this."
"You're too good to me, sister." Sister Mary Eunice said.
"If I ever hear you call yourself stupid again, I'll cane you bloody." Sister Jude warned.
Sister Mary Eunice pulled up her underwear and pulled her habit down before leaving the office. Sister Jude sighed before putting both canes away and shutting the door behind her.
That's it for chapter 1.
I know I skipped parts of Welcome to Briarcliff, but who cares? The next chapter will be a lot like this one, following mostly with the actual show with bits of Reese in it. After that, I will be doing things completely different from the show to make it more original.
If you have questions, PM me or leave a review.
Bye for now.