Arthur woke up, to see the sun shinning in his face, a woman soon came from the light.
"hello lad," her voice was soft and beautiful. This woman has long, wavy golden hair. Her eyes were a glowing emerald eyes. "how has my son been?"
Arthur's eyes widened, he had meet this woman before, it was his mother. Though something didn't sound right about his mother that was standing, errr floating? "you have come back, why?" he asked being his guard up.
" I really just wanted to see my son~" she coded, he now could tell she was floating. The woman floated towards him and smiled a warm smile.
Before Arthur could answer something jerked his shirt he looked down to see Susan, shaking her head violently. "The witch, The witch, she has come back!" Arthur gave the bunny a confused look.
" no, this is my mother" Arthur said slowly looking back to the woman, he didn't know her name. The lady gave him a small smile.
The witch is back! She is back! Now she will take your soul, she is back! Susan yelled at Arthur, well more like wanted to. This woman was and is made up by the witch of trickiness. " Arthur that by no means is your mother! That is the witch of tricks! She wants your soul, she will kill you for it!" the bunny screamed at the Brit.
" Dont believe her my son, she is only upset because she can't have kids and her husband is long gone. She wants to keep you to herself, that's selfish!" the woman yelled her voice still flew out in melody.
Arthur looked between both of the woman that yelled back and forth. Who told the truth and who told the lie? Who is real? Who is fake? What was going on!? The yelling noise rose and rose it was making his head hurt. Shutting his eyes, he held his head covering his ears. Shut up...Shut Up...SHUT UP! His mind raced with those words dancing the waltz in his mind. "SHUT UP, LET ME THINK!" he yelled, the room fell into a silence. A question, A question, A question those words raced in his head. "...let me ask a question"
"but of course, my son~" the woman with green eyes smiled. Susan scowled, at the witch.
"go right ahead..." the flying bunny answered.
"who am I?" he asked.
The woman raised her hand first and flew forward, she knew who he was "you are Arthur Kirkland!" she said.
"...wrong"
The bunny flew toward, does everyone fly except him? Guess so... " you are a spilt mind, one who knows what's real and can interact with the public. The other lives in an imagination, who can only talk to me and mint. You are a spilt mind, a schizophrenic" Susan smiled " Arthur Kirkland, the hospitals first schizophrenic."
Arthur smiled "that's right, that is who I am!"
"but-but honey I'm your mother! Who will you trust more the woman who gave birth to you and cared for you? Or a stupid hallucination!?" the woman yelled.
"what is your name?" Arthur asked as he turned to the screaming woman. She was taken back by the simple question.
"Margret Kirkland."
'tsk' 'tsk' Arthur did as he shook his head, and pointer finger. "Margret, if that is your name, you shouldn't lie,"
"you filthy brat, im not fucking lying!" she now screamed at Arthur, who had no emotion.
"lies" simple answer. Margret felt her rage increase. Susan grinned at how her Arthur was standing up to the witch.
" I will make you suffer, for what you have done! Disrespecting you own mother! You should die, you little piece of shit" the woman rose her pale hand and it connected on Arthur's equally pale skin. He held his cheek in surprise. " pain, is that what you need, is that it will that do for you to respect me" pale skin cracked,chipped off of the woman. Blonde locks fell to the ground being replaced by matted black hair. Green eyes rolled back and came forward, the color of pink showed. The skin was now a gray color, it looked like leather. Her clothes that were white they were shredded and replaced with scraps of a renaissance fair themed black dress. Her nails grew and sharpened same went with her teeth.
Growling she launched herself to the British boy, who was confused. What was going on, who was this lady? Oh yea, the witch of tricks. Arthur turned around and tries to escape the path of the witch. "what is your name witch of tricks?" he yelled at the witch. She smirked on return.
"Us witches should not tell our name to a mortal, especially a crazy mortal. Though since I am going to kill you right here right now, I will also be rid the world of a crazy soul. You know its like killing two birds with one stone. I shall tell you my name." she pointed her sharp nails to the boy "my name is Jace! Jace the witch of tricks, I will take your soul and eat it up, I hear the crazy ones always taste better" she flung her body again at Arthur " lets find out!"
Arthur was cornered he fell and tried to cover his body, trying his best to save his vital organs. Nothing came, nothing no pain no hit nothing. He opened his green eyes to see a girl im front of him. She looked at be twenty, long pink hair that landed to her knees, very pale skin, sickly pale. She was wearing a tight pink dress with a black ridder jacket. He could see a black ribbon laced in her hair. She had black and pink boots. Her hand was held high, a pink force-field around them both. "Susan?" he didn't know why he said the name of a bunny.
The girl turned to him, to show her bright blue eyes. "oh hi Arthur!" she said her voice was something.
"how, what? When?" he didn't comprehend, how was the bunny a girl in front of him?
"I can change Arthur, so can mint we just don't like changing unless we need too" she tried to explain.
Before Arthur could asks question he heard a bang, his reaction was to shut his eyes closed. Slowly he opened them to be faced with another pair of green eyes, Elizabeta those eyes belonged to her. Arthur terrified for the nurse's safety he grabbed her and pulled her down. She fell with a tump. "Eliza it isn't safe here at the moment the witch of tricks wants to kill me she will kill you, Susan is trying to protect us!" he shut his eyes and held onto the girl. The girl was trying to escape his grasp.
" Arthur, what are you talking about?" Elizabeta tried to ask as she escaped the patent grip.
"the witch-"
"there isn't no witch," Elizabeta cut him off. "open your eyes."
Shaking he slowly opened them, the only person there was Elizabeta. Susan was gone, and so was the witch. The things that had been disturbed were in the same place they were left. He touched his cheek, no pain. He blinked and looked into his nurses eyes. "they were right here I swear!" he said quickly "maybe they left!"
" Arthur no one was here" she tired to explain.
"NO, they were here the witch she was trying to kill me! Susan saved my life!" he began to yell "WITCH SHOW YOURSELF!" Elizabeta shook her head.
" Arthur listen to me" the boy began to trash around "LISTEN TO ME" he stopped trashing and she was faced with confused green eyes " Susan wasn't here, that witch wasn't here. Its all in your head" she tapped her head and helped the male up from the ground. He was shaking. "how about some tea?" he nodded both walked out of the room.
They meet up with a group Arthur sat down next to Matthew, who was drinking some hot chocolate.
"hello Arthur" Matthew greeted, no response, he and the other group members knew what that meant. Arthur had one of his episodes, he hadn't had one in weeks. Arthur was brought his tea, it was set down. He didn't move to reach to it, he just sat there. No emotion crossed his eyes.
The group knowing that he would be fine began to talk amongst themselves.
"so the awesome me slept well awesomely, how did you lower awesome people sleep?"gilbert asked. Lovino scoffed, Antonio grinned.
" I slept fine, I had dreams of my lovi~" Antonio, jumped on Lovino, who tried to push him off.
"you tomato bastard, get the fuck off of me" Lovino was now blushing horribly,Antonio was babbling words of loving his little lovi. Gilbert was all and about laughing, his ass off, Matthew was softly giggling. Arthur still held no emotion. As they laughed and pushed the cafeteria doors opened. In walked the music teacher Roderich, Ms Elizabeta's husband. He walked towards the table of a certain group of teens. Behind him walked an all too familiar face.
The teacher coughed to get the attention of the group. Who did look up in shock. There looking to the floor next to the Roderich was Alfred. You couldn't see his body, it was covered with clothes, but you could see his face.
Matthew felt a ping of pain. He got up and reached, towards Alfred. Alfred did no objection to fight the hand. The warm hand landed on bruised skin. Alfred winced in pain. The Canadian opened his mouth and softly asked "...what happened?"
I have now finished. I do know there might be some mistakes and I'm sorry. Oh. I dont own hetalia. Thank you good bye