Then I woke up.

I yawned and rubbed my eyes, letting the memory of the dreams rush back into my head. It was so...vivid. It was like I was part of the dream. I was The Cat Lady. I swung my legs off the bed and my head smacked into the bunk bed. I looked at my phone, revealing what time it was. Wow. It was 10:30. The house was quiet and I hurried to grab my phone and immediately texted Gwen to tell her to get on Chatzy, our website that we love to get on to chat. She quickly replied back "okay"
I quickly brushed my hair because I didn't like having bedhead and hurried downstairs to fix myself a bowl of cereal. I grabbed a bowl and poured Frosted Flakes in the bowl, put some milk in it, and quickly slid in a spoon. I headed towards my couch and sat. I turned on my computer, waiting for it to load by eating my cereal. My parents were upstairs, sleeping and my little sister was sleeping over at a friend's house while my older one was still sleeping in her room. I went on Chatzy and messages Gwen.
Me: Hey.
Gwen: Hey.
Me: I had the weirdest dream last night. I typed.
Gwen: What of?
And I told her the events of my dream.
Gwen: Wow.
Me: Yeah.
Gwen: How do you remember it in such detail?
Me: I don't know. It felt like I was actually there. It was horribly vivid.
Gwen: Hm. I don't know what to say to that.
Me: OH! What if...what if what if what ifffffffffff...what if that was my brain showing me my past life? Idk though. My brain usually goes wild like this a lot and thinks of the most craziest possibilities.
Gwen: Well...uhh...i guess maybe. It's highly unlikely.
Me: Yeah? Well maybe I might just look it up.
Gwen: Yeah? Well you do that. I'm going to watch Youtube.
Me: Mmkay.

I opened a new tab and typed Google into the web and searched up The Cat Lady. Of course, the first thing that came up was the game, The Cat Lady. So, I typed The Cat Lady Mutant. So many things. Police reports, wiki, basically everything. Wow. This girl was the big deal...and she was real. Huh. Maybe it isn't as bad as an idea as I thought. But...how did I know that? And...how did I see different people in my dream? I opened up chatzy again.

Me: She's a thing. I quickly typed
Gwen: Really? Wow. What did it say?
Me: Well...I read some of the articles and oh my god, my dream was true. Apparently, in 1980 the police found the suspects they were looking for held captive by a police officer. A very high police officer, in fact. It says that she kept them secret and hidden away from people and kidnapped them to use for their own experiments. They didn't get that far though. When they found them, they were found dead. They killed themselves. A suicide of 5 people who were psychotic killers. They also arrested the cop that held them captive.
Gwen: Wow. I didn't think that it would be an actual thing.
Me: Me neither but I guess it was. But don't you think it's funny how all of them are named after us? Brianna, The Bat Woman. Brianna's obsessed with Batman. Gwen, The Bloody Artist. You love art. Caitlin, The Cat Lady, I am basically a Cat Lady and I love cats no matter what. Jeremey, The Archer. Doesn't Jeremey have a bow and he likes to mess around with it?
Gwen: Yeah...
Me: Then there's Luther. I'm not sure where he comes in, I've never met a Luther. Maybe I will in this life.
Gwen: Yeah. That's kinda creepy though. Dude. I just realized that if this is true, we basically just joined back together, but in a normal life instead of as sucky insane mutants.
Me: Well, you and Jerms weren't mutants or even experimented on at all. You two were the only humans.
Gwen: Oh, whatever. It's still weird. Like some sort of fate.
Me: Yeah. It's funny how ever since Elementary school I've sort of wanted to be friends with you in a weird way but it just never worked out until Middle.
Gwen: Yeah...Funny thing, isn't it?
Me: Yep.
Me: I keep wondering if we'll follow in those footsteps. I really hope we don't. I don't want to go through that trauma...again.
Gwen: Yeah...I know. I wouldn't want to see my brother die, either.
Gwen: But anyway, I have to go to chores. It's gonna take a while. You do whatever.
Me: Kk.

I put the laptop on the arm of the couch and sighed. Wow. I had a dream about real serial killers who just happened to act just like us.
Then there was a knock at the door.
I sighed, thinking it was one of Erin's friends and looked through the peephole.
My eyes went wide, revealing a familiar face. I opened the door slowly, wondering if it was just my imagination.
It was a boy. He was about my age and he had dark brown hair but instead of his usual white coat, he had a black jacket covering his torso. His jeans fell down his legs that almost covered his black shoes. He was staring at the ground and seeing the door open, his eyes flashed to me and his eyes widened in surprise.
"Um...Hi..."
His surprise mirrored mine.
"Are you um...Caitlin?" He asked.
I nodded. "Uh...yes..."
His hazel eyes eyed me down as if he's seen me before. He handed me an envelope.
"I got this on accident. It was supposed to be addressed to your house."
I looked down at the envelope. I slowly shut the door, not thinking.
Wait a second...
This envelope didn't have my name on it. It had my dad's on it. I quickly opened the door, seeing him walking away. I opened the other door.
"Luther!" I shouted.
He froze. He turned. He smiled.
All those memories.
Luther walked over to me his eyes never leaving mine.
"So...you're the human version of The Cat Lady, huh?" He said, smirking.
I held my arm to my side with my other hand and bit the inside of my lip, nervously.
"Yeah...I guess so."
Then my eyes lit up.
"Wanna know who else are my friends?"
"Who?"
"Brianna, Jeremey, and Gwen."
"Holy shit."
"Yep."
Luther looked blown away. Then he smiled as he suddenly grabbed a hold of me and embraced me. My body stiffened. I didn't really like any affection. I let it slide at the time and hugged him back.
We were finally back together once again. This time without any pain and sorrow and the torture of having a horrible life.

"I failed you!" Jade wailed.
The voice inside her head chuckled. "You really think that you failed me? Everything worked out perfectly, my dear."
She didn't want to get punished and she didn't want to die. So, hearing this news made her perk up.
"Really?"
"Yes, you made their lives a living hell and you pushed them so far off the edge, in the end they couldn't handle it."
The voice laughed.
"The bad thing is, we will have to stop them another time. They will be forever cursed with what past them did to me. They set a curse on me a while ago. I will not tell you why, that is none of your business. I warned them. I tried. I told them every one of their reincarnations would be tortured. Every one of them. At least...that is what I would have wanted to do. I'm afraid that was my last generation of playing with them. It was so amazing, too. I killed her mother, injecting her with a disease, knowing her father wouldn't live without her. I put evil thoughts in Caitlin's head to confuse her, to drive her to the point of where everyone thought she was a freak. I made it so no one would miss her. Then I made a move. With Gwen, I controlled Elizabeth to the point of insanity and made her kill Gwen's brother. Fucking Ryan had to go and mess it all up by bringing him back. The funny thing is, Cross wasn't a paradox. He just needed to die so my plan would work. That was just to get you to kill him for me while I can't get out of this hell hole I'm in to do it myself. I just have to cross between bodies. Anyway, I used the man's body to make Jeremey kill him and then made him go insane. Brianna, I controlled Wendy and her father's minds to make them do unnecessary testing to drive her into betrayal and no mercy and no guilt, making her go insane. I really didn't expect all the in between with her and her dear Jeff. Oh well, everything worked perfectly in the end. And lastly, Luther. Oh, dear Luther. He wasn't even supposed to get involved. Well, he is now. Well, I was going to. I guess I can't though. I really hoped I would. It would have been so much more fun. This is the last of me, though. The curse is finished and it's now time for me to go to Hell. Have fun knowing you helped murder innocent people, Jade!" The menacing laugh drove Jade crazy.
Her eyes bulged out of her skull.
She killed innocents?
But she was...no...she was supposed to be protecting people.
How dare he!
Jade screamed but then let out a maniacal laugh. Thoughts filled her head, overwhelming her. Tears rolled down her face. She was dying. She knew what was happening but she didn't want to believe it. She fought against it but she was too weak-minded. She collapsed and then she was just another lifeless body on the jail floor.

Then she opened her eyes. She looked at her hands.
"They thought they would get away with it." She said softly. "I do not care how long my curse lasts. They need to pay. It was a good thing her mind was so weak otherwise I wouldn't have gotten this far."
She laughed and laughed.
"No. They must all die. Each and every generation."

"All of them must die"

Honestly, he didn't get real far. A few days afterwards, Jade got control of her mind, angry of how he taunted her in her own body. She killed herself and sent him back where he belongs, Hell.
As for us, we finally got to live our lives in peace. Luther and I...well...that's kinda complicated since we have 2 memories in our heads. Our own and our past lives. I didn't base Luther on our past life, though. I would never do that to him. I don't want him to try and live on to that expectation. So, instead, I took him for who he was in this life. My Luther.
This time, I won't let him get away from me that easily.