Hello! Raven here, with a new update! But before: this is NOT a chapter! My dear friend LoveSparkle-san is up for chapter two, this is just an idea I had so that the readers could peer into the boys' minds; if my co-writer says to continue, we will post up random entries from any of the boys to contribute to the story! It's a way for the readers to see what they see in HQ! Also, thank you for the reviews everyone, it makes me happy to know others like this idea and that my work has not let LoveSparkle-san or others down! Thank you again for all the support, hope everyone sticks around for all to come! Disclaimer: Neither Me or LoveSparkle own BTR, I'm sure we wish we did but we don't! All we own is the story idea, the craziness and magical powers but that's about it! We don't own BTR! Enjoy!

So it looks like fresh meat is in for this place, God if you exist why the hell are we here?

Why am I here?

It's been three years now, but they'll never find out my secret. No matter how many needles (damn, sharp ugly needles…) they poke me with, no matter how many times they take me to that dark room with the lights and tables I will not tell them my secret!

…After all, why would they need to know? I'm not normal, that should be enough!

I don't remember how I ended up in this place, or even why…all is a blur, a stupid big blur that drives me crazy!

Ha, I guess that's why I'm a C; I'm crazy, well crazier than the other loony lab rats here.

My journal, I don't know why I waste my time writing in this stupid thing (the witch gave it to me one morning during group) but it's the only place where I can actually talk! I can't say what I really feel and I can't lose control or…bad stuff can happen.

Really bad stuff can happen, not to me to everyone on the planet.

Just I getting angry can cause an earthquake or some random idiot here to explode into a million tiny pieces.

Like that stupid, moronic, overbearing, simply downright annoying blonde…

Poking his nose in my business, in my room, heck just looking into my room was crossing the line!

No one came into my room, at least not without coming out being afraid of the dark.

Like Miss Wainwright.

I can tell that she's still shaken, ha from when she was alone with me in that room with the tables and lights.

I made her worse nightmares jump out and freak her out.

I should have done that to that blonde, that toaster with the caterpillar eyebrows and beak for a nose.

He was a new guy, I didn't have to really look at his face (annoying face with the big green eyes in a stupid gaze) to know I was right; I was never wrong, even when my emotions told me otherwise.

We're never wrong, James. Or at least I'm not; I'm your Intelligence after all.

I know I know you're never wrong because you're my Intelligence and the day you're wrong is the day Happy stops playing Airplane and Hide-and-Seek. Now shut up will you, I've had you nagging me all day!

Okay I'll leave you alone, oh wait I can't! I'm in your head, duh!

How are you even doing this, I mean writing in my journal while I am? How are we doing this at the same time!?

It's called Mind Switch, my dear little prince; when you don't have complete control over your powers, I can do what you can using your body. What is the problem James; usually you have more of a hold on your temper.

Intelligence, do me a favor and shut up!

Extra snippy, the thoughts of killing anyone that passes your room, is…he under control?

Of course, I've been fighting the urge to just use my powers! Other than these stupid bracelets, this cell is all that's holding me in! What makes you think I'm losing control of him anyway, do you see me surrounded by fire or something?!

James, be honest with me. I am you, sort of, but I can't read minds; we're not mind readers.

…Nothing is wrong with me, now can I please go back to my ranting and belittling moment now?

About the new guy, whining and complaining about him? Why are you wasting your time, you should be reading or pretend to be asleep so you skip dinner for God's sake! Those drugs aren't helping you up here!

Because Griffin is getting away with all this, and it's ticking me off! Another lab rat he can test on, test and do whatever on and I'm still stuck here! I mean he'll never find out what the hell I am so why won't he just do me in already? It wouldn't be the first time he killed someone, even if he didn't do it himself.

And the new guy has to do with this…how?

I'm bored, I'm angry and wanted to blame someone: double jeopardy with the witch so why not him? Besides, I can't help but feel that he's no less clueless to what Griffin really wants behind this madhouse, just like everyone else around here; they all believe the crap the turd tells them that we're "helping" by donating spit and whatever, that we're "sick" and they're trying to "cure" us. He's clueless like every C and S in here, and all I want is to get out of here! And remember who I am, who I am and why I'm…this!

You mean why you're a powerful, dangerous and highly unstable spawn of something worse than Satan?

Oh nice to know you let things easy on me, Intelligence. Yes, why I'm evil spawn. Of course if you just let me let him out for once…

No, you can't James and you know it! You let him out, we're both screwed over! You only have enough will to block him out from your mind, not your body! You drop your guard, and you're gone to that side forever! Do you really want that?!

…

James, answer me will you? Do you really want to lose control over your powers, powers that can destroy the world with one tear or smile from you? Is that what you want…for yourself?!

What's so wrong in wishing I could be normal for once…?

…James, I didn't mean it-

Do me a favor, leave me alone. I can hear footsteps, probably X sent by Gustavo to make sure I go to dinner. No point pretending a nap now, so just go away.

But James…!

Go away!