Argh! Finally! I have finished this chapter! Praise the good lord for it getting done!
I tell you, I had to write this one chapter over and over and over again cause my stupid laptop wasn't saving anything I wrote!
Do you know how frustrating that is?

...

Maybe not...
Anyway, the chapter is done and complete. I think it will be ending soon (with a favorable ending I hope) which, in turn, is a little sad as well. *cries*

But enough of that!
I have some good news too!
I might be writing a continuation of this regarding 'Dark Woods Circus'

I haven't made any plans yet, but depending on how I feel (and how many people read this story) I will think about different ways to continue with this story/idea.
Just let me know what you think.

Anyway, any kind of feedback (good or bad) is welcomed so read and enjoy!

Name list below again (for those who have bad memories, like me XD)

Fay Diana: Miku Hatsune
Lou 'Fly' Deluxe: Meiko
Shan: Kaito
Viv and Nick Slur: Rin and Len

Late Night Madness

Chapter 7 –

Fly sat on the cold floor, tapping out a tune with her index finger, as she thought about Shan. She was worried about his safety; after all, this wasn't the first time he had done something like this. She could easily remember the first time they had met, how fragile and scared he seemed back then.

How long would it have been? She thought absently.

It was back when her skin was barley bandaged at all; just a few places on her arms had begun decaying away. She was ten at the time and was abandoned by her parents at their local hospital. The staff there contacted someone from Koo Island to come and pick her up. She didn't even have a choice in the matter.

She was sitting in her room, the one she happens to occupy now, when she heard shouting from the hallway. Curious as she was, Fly had walked towards the window and peeked out to find out the windows were useless. They were only good for looking though them from the outside inwards, not the other way around. She heard a few more shouts before getting bored and sitting down. She hadn't met anyone else since she arrived, apart from the doctors, but they didn't count in her world. Just as she was contemplating the rest of her life, if she would be stuck in a white room forever, the door burst wide open.

And she sat still in fear.
That was the first time she met Shan.

He was blue, bluer than he was now, with long tangled hair. He didn't have a straight jacket on, just waring a normal, pain jumper. He was thin, like he was being starved, as his eyes widened in shock at seeing Fly sit there. There wasn't much time to react: the shouts were getting louder from the corridor.

Fly did something she never knew she could do.

"Get in and close the door." She hissed at him. Obeying her words, he stumbled in and closed the door softly before looking at her again. "Run over here and hide behind me." She continued as he looked at her, shocked. She rolled her eyes. "Hurry!" she said, much louder. The tone of urgency in her voice got him moving as he hurried across the room and huddled behind her. She was surprised at how warm he was, expecting him to be cold, reflecting the colour of his skin. "Don't move until I tell you to, got it?" she said as he curled into a ball.

"Okay." He whispered as she leaned on him. She didn't know what she was doing; it was a spur of the moment sort of thing. Men came in her room, all of which received the steal edge of her tongue before leaving, wounded by her words. She was always sharp with her words, and was quiet happy at using them to her advantage. Once things had quietened down, she turned around to face him. They talked during the night before he sunk away. Shan wasn't caught.

Remembering what had happened brought a smile to Fly's lips. He was so young at the time, maybe around six or seven. She had watched him grow, gotten to know him better and saw him like a little brother. He was the only family she had left in the world now. And upon meeting the twins, she felt like she was getting old. Fay didn't help either.

A knock on her door startled her from her daydream as Dr. Slur entered. "Lou," he said, using her real name. "It's time."

Viv and Nick were already inside when Fly entered. Nick was playing with a lose thread from his top as Viv stood before the door. "Fly!" she yelled in delight as she hugged the older woman. Fly smiled and received the hug before looking around. "Just you two at the moment?" she questioned. Viv nodded as Nick lost interest in the tread. "We lost track of Fay when we separated. She might have gone back to her room."

"Yeah, maybe." Fly said. But she wasn't convinced. Fay was a strange girl, but that wasn't the worst thing about her. Fly couldn't help but worry over the young girl. She was just like the rest of them, in some sort of way. But more like Shan than anyone else.

The door opened to revel Fay, a little groggy with sleep, stumble inside. With the help of Viv, she landed on the couch and almost fell asleep if it wasn't for Viv's constant chatter. Fly smiled at this as Nick sat down next to Fay. He looked up at Fly as he tried to smile, but failed. He was worried about her too.

"What happened to you Fay?" Viv shrieked as she saw the ripped sleeve on the girl's right arm. Fay looked down, still sleepy, as she shrugged. "I don't know; must have ripped it while I slept."

"It looks like someone's just cut it with something sharp. Do you have a knife?" Viv asks. Fay shakes her head. Upon further inspection, she notices a brand mark. "Hey, what's this..." she begins, lifting the cloth up before gasping. "Hmmm? What is it Viv...?" Fly asks as she looks at Fay's arm. Her jaw dropped in surprise.

"Huh? What is it?" Fay asks as Nick gives Fly a questioning glance. Fly pointed to her right arm, receiving a nod from Nick as he leaned over. "Fay," Viv says shakily. "Can you tell me what happened to you last night?"

"Ummm, sure, I guess I could." She replies, confused. "Okay, let's see.

I managed to find my way back to my room, without anyone's help before sitting on the floor and falling asleep. I was then woken by a knocking at my door as Dr. Slur entered. He said we were going somewhere, I don't really remember where. From there on is a bit fuzzy. I mean, I remember being in a room, but I don't remember what it looks like. Oh! And on the ceiling were these names, like you're names." She says, pointing to the three of them in turn. "Along with Shan and someone else called Angel and a Marita Young. Then I blacked out and woke up in my room."

She frowned, as if remembering someone important before turning to the others. "Who is Angel and Marita Young? Where they like us?" Fly shook her head, Viv turned away, on the brink of tears, as Nick showed the first signs of a growing anger. Fay looked at them all, worried that she had said something wrong when the door opened and Dr. Slur entered.

"Good morning everyone." He said before sitting down on the seat Shan usually took. They all looked at him, a little stunned, as he smiled at them. "Where's Shan?" Nick asks as Fly sits on the arm of the couch. Dr. Slur turned to his son, his smile revealing nothing as he says "Our little friend won't be joining us today. So I shall be taking his place instead."

"We don't need to be lectured by doctors." Fly says with venom. "We just need to talk with people in our situation. If you don't mind, I would appreciate it if you would leave us alone. We can talk without Shan if we choose to." Fay stiffened as Viv looked down at the floor, apparently very interested in the plain white tiles. Dr. Slur gave Fly a very menacing smile before standing. "Very well, then I shall wait outside. Knock when you're done 'talking'." He says with malice before leaving the room.

They all waited till they heard the soft 'click' of the door before turning to Fay, their worry and concern on their faces again. "Marita Young was a doctor." Fly says as she stands in front of Fay. The girl looks up, hungry for answer and listening intently. "She looked after Shan and myself before Dr. Slur. She saw what happened to someone of us; how we were treated differently, and it broke her heart. She didn't know why this was the case and requested to be the doctor of these two here, along with Angel. We all formed a bond together, shared stories, real or not, and laughed. Dr. Young allowed us to do that, and we did. She was a wonderful person, she listened to our worries and cared for us. Then Shan had the brilliant idea of letting her know of out plans to escape and you know what she did? She encouraged us. She wanted to help us. So, we planned for months on end to escape and when the day finally came something horrible happened."

Fly closed her eyes at the memory, Viv and Nick holding each others hands for support of Fay. Fay looked at them all, feeling as if she had forgotten something important but just couldn't remember it. "What happened?" She asks. Fly opens her eyes again and looks at the teenager, unshed tears streaming down her face. "I could tell you the details, or tell you that Dr. Marita Young no longer works here. Which would you prefer?" Fay bowed her head, feeling tears well in her eyes too. She was crying for someone she had never met, but that didn't really matter. She helped Shan, Fly, Viv and Nick once. That was enough for her.

"So what happened to Angel?" She asks, lifting up her head and gazing at Fly. "What happened to her?"

"She… she's gone as well."

"I figured that much. But what happened to her?" Why do I feel like screaming?

"She went into a room and never came back."

"What, she was killed too?" Why am I in so much pain?

"I never said she was killed. And what do you mean by 'too'?"

"Dr. Marita Young was killed, that's the only logical reason why she is gone. So Angel must be dead too, right?" I want to wake up from this bad dream.

"Yeah, you're kinda right. Angel is gone, but she's not dead." Fly pauses and looks down at Fay. "Do you want to know where Angel is right now?" She questions. The teen nods her head. Sucking in a deep breath, she watch's Fly as she slowly pulls up the torn sleeve to revel a barcode tattooed into her flesh. A little higher revelled a name.

Angel.

Fay was Angel.

At first, Fay laughed nervously then she looked down in horror before her body began to shake. She puts down both arms and rocks back and forth. "This… this isn't real." She mummers under her breathe. "None of this can be real."

"Fay, you have to accept the fact that you're Angel. Why can't you remember?" Viv asks worriedly. Fay glances at the little girl, something that made her shiver and curl up in a ball, before looking down again. "Viv, she can't remember because they did things to her so she would forget. They sent electric currents through her brain so her fantasies would become her reality. She's not Angel anymore, she's Fay Diana: teen diva." Fly says before looking up at her friend with worry and regret. Fay glares at her for while before looking away. She stands, walks to the door and knocks on it a few times.

Dr, Slur opens it and looks down at Fay. "You ready to leave now?" He asks. She shakes her head, receiving a frown from the older man. "I want you to take me to Shan." She looks up and glares at him, a glare that could melt ice or freeze fire. "I have a few things to talk with him about." The man nodded as he left the room with Fay at his side.

Viv slides towards Nick who put a reassuring arm around her. This was a first which Viv enjoyed greatly as she cuddled up to her twin. Fly remained standing for a little longer before sitting down on the wooden chair. If any one of them had asked to see Shan, they would have been told to get lost. But not with Fay. Without even knowing it, she was acting like her old self again. Angel could ask for anything and would get it. After all, it was Angel who suggested these meetings.

And it was because of her that their first attempt at escape ended in disaster.