Town of Royal Woods
May 4, 2019
Undefined time
Just as Superman came to earth, a lightning roar was present on 23B Street releasing a 123 decibel blast wave. A few centimeters from the impact of the thunderous deadly blast, was the Royal Woods juvenile correctional facility, if it could even be called that, because it was more of a boarding school dedicated to the sole purpose of "correcting" their inmates through illegal acts, be it psychological harassment, injections of medicinal "plants", pedophilia, and even scientific experiments behind the government's back.
It was a place built by some mastermind with a very lugubrious thirst to see the outside world "organized" at all costs, not caring at all about the repercussions that such deals would bring to the marginalized with obvious psychoanalytic features, but that is not our case.A clear example of that would be to leave convicts under the age of 13 isolated in a dark, damp room, not to mention the abundance of mice and spiders that prowled around possibly carrying diseases, and with the right to only one meal a day, during a period of days. The purpose of this experiment? It was to leave the inmates with aberrant traumas so that they did not make mistakes again. The worst thing of all was that most of the inmates were moderately innocent, but the managers of the place never saw the records, they all treated the same people.
It was a place built by some mastermind with a very lugubrious thirst to see the outside world "organized" at all costs, not caring at all about the repercussions that such deals would bring to the marginalized with obvious psychoanalytic features, but that is not our case.
Once the glow produced by that lightning bolt had dissipated, a police car drove up to it to detain it and for the sole purpose of leaving a "parcel" at the boarding school. When parking the patrol car in front of the only large entrance, 2 policemen with robust and angry faces approached the rear door of the vehicle, but their intimidating outer appearance would not last when a slight tremor of nervousness coursed through their bodies after seeing the "beast" again through the rear door window, who was sitting inside with an arrest warrant.
"S-she's a monster!" Manuel mentioned with a bit of stuttering.
"I know that, but what do you want us to do? We are police officers who must do our jobs," commander Manuel feigned a sense of security, " "even if it costs us our lives." The words spoken by the mother of the person to whom they were to deliver had not been forgotten from his mind, and it was without a doubt that the boarding school was perhaps the most suitable place to send someone of that caliber.
With some shyness, both agreed to open the door of the vehicle. Lynn Loud Jr greeted them with a very tender laugh, albeit an adorable one.
"Oh, are we here already officers? A thousand apologies, I was sleeping like an angel," she replied in the same tone of voice as that of an innocent child.
"You were telling us about the things you did with your little brother just a few hours ago, and you have the gall to play innocent? You make me sick!"
Manuel had tried to calm his partner's behavior, "Arthur, stop! This isn't worth it… Let's just...do our job and be done with this."
The 2 officers, undeterred by any other word that came out of that crazy girl's mouth, forced her into the interior of the boarding school and delivered her to the reception. During that little tour, Lynn kept saying morbid, two-way things about moral laws.
"Oh, I see you've brought Lynn Loud Jr. I was a waiting for you to get here. If it isn't too much trouble I will take care of her along with my partner Mane." She points to her ex who was chewing a gum with certain relaxing particles that it contained inside. The police did not notice the "surprise ingredient" contained in the gum, "Oh and by the way, my name is Carla." The young woman of about 26 years, light brown complexion, in addition to having a long red dress and black hair, introduced herself.
"Okay, you're the boss." Arturo released Lynn from his grasp, but Manuel had taken out his pistol just in case.
"I think you already know that bullets and stuff don't do anything to me thanks to my sister Lisa. Her special concoctions are the best."
The policemen just sweated profusely and quietly retreated.
Lynn walked without a care in the world because she knew that no harm could befall her. The two who were in charge of Lynn had come across Dante, the guard who kept watch over the solitary confinement cells.
"And tell me Lynn," Mane mentions in a suggestive tone, "What could a sexy young girl such as yourself have done," he places his gaze on her tight fitting soccer clothes, "to end up here?"
"Many things actually. I've caused great suffering to families as a result of killing their loved ones, genocide against school students, possession of highly illegal and experimentative medicines, and, well you get the point. On a side note, I was even able to improve my jumping ability after I injected myself with some of Lisa's concoctions. Now I can win Basketball tournaments with ease!
"Honey, I don't think you're going to be attending ANY Basketball tournaments for quite some time." Added Carla.
"Excuse me?" Lynn did not quite understand what she meant by that.
"I just love your naivety, Lynn. It really is quite attractive. Alright now how about I examine you a bit "closer" before we lock you up in your cell?" Mane had crossed the line when he reached his hand out and made contact with her firm bust.
In the blink of an eye, Carla could not believe what she was witnessing. The stream of blood emanating from her beheaded partner Mane only made her want to vomit. His body fell backwards, while what remained of his head slowly slid down the wall.
Lynn turned her gaze to Carla, "Don't you want to touch me too? Because I intend to practice boxing with what remains of your body after I'm done with it."
Carla, without thinking, pulls out a pistol which she pointed straight at the athlete.
"Because of Lisa's injections, that won't affect me, but you can go ahead and try!"
Lynn prepared to attack, but Carla had fired 3 bullets. They only served to distract Lynn a bit as the bullets did not cause any major damage to her body and simply fell off of her.
Desperate, Carla closed her eyes not knowing where to aim. Several shots were heard...and then...nothing. In a state of great fear, she opened her eyes and saw a small bullet hole in the left side of Lynn's chest. Lynn was standing about 5 centimeters from Carla, completely motionless and with her head down.
Suddenly, she forcefully grabs Carla by the throat and stares directly into her eyes, "You should have aimed for the head, because that spot is actually my weakest point, but my heart can be repaired quite easily so I guess I should thank you for missing your sho-" Another shot is heard, and Lynn falls unconscious to the ground. Carla had been able to fire the last bullet she had in her gun directly towards the center of Lynn's cranium.
A couple hours later, Lynn begins to awaken. She looks around to find herself in a dark room that smelled of mold and other foul things. She didn't know where she was, only that she was lying on a Wet mattress and that there was nothing but total darkness around her, except for a few rays of light that escaped from the cracks of what seemed to be a door. A few steps could be heard approaching where she was, and then, the door opened.
A tall man with blond hair, white complexion, and an overly formal suit stood in front of her.
"Greetings, my name is Patrick Jane, and I am a psychoanalyst, although many know me under the term of "Entrant". They sent me to inform you about the death of...your beloved. A great loss indeed." He notices a few tears coming out of her eyes, "I have come here first and foremost because I heard about the 'incestual' relationship that the two of you had, so I decided to come to you so you could tell me all the details." In addition to being a psychoanalyst I am also a very famous writer and actor. I guess my true intention is...to make known to the world your beautiful and taboo relationship, if you allow it.
Lynn smiled, as did Patrick.
"Come with me to the cafeteria." Patrick finished.
Already in the cafeteria, Lynn was very surprised to see her mother Rita and a few more sisters by her side.
"With THEM here?!" Lynn complained.
"Alright…fine" To be continued…
"Unfortunately yes, Lynn. Now tell me everything, starting with, where all this madness began? And don't leave out any details!"
"Alright…fine"
To be continued…
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Original idea: AndriwPhoenix
Translation credits: EpsilonEagle