Chapter 2: The Truth About The Sibling's Parents.

I woke up a few hours later, we weren't in the city as I hoped we'd still be at, we're near a mansion. Dot and Wakko woke up later on.

Yakko: Oh god... What the hell happened?

Dot: We got attacked. I don't remember how I got here. We were walking downtown, but somehow we ended up here.

Dot saw some dark red stains on me.

Dot: Oh shit!

Dot ran to me in complete shock.

Dot: Are you okay, Yakko?

Yakko: No. I've taken a beating.

Dot puts her hand on my chest, she senses my injuries.

Dot: 3 broken ribs, a torn ligamrnt on the arm, and 3 broken fingers. Blood level is 25%. You're slowly dying on us!

Dot picked me up as she brought me to the house, Wakko followed us inside. Dot sat me down on the ground near the wall.

Yakko: This place... it looks familier.

Dot: Yeah... I have a feeling I've known this place before. Wakko, I need your help.

Wakko went to Dot, they both used their magic to heal my injured body.

Dot: There. You should be okay by now.

Wakko: Why does this place look familier to me?

Dot: that's what I was thinking too, Wakko.

I got up and looked around the place, Wakko and Dot did the same.

Yakko: These walls... I remembered this design.

Wakko: The flooring looked familier.

Dot: These stairs remind me of something...

We slowly realized something.

Yakko, Wakko, and Dot: We're back home...

It was around 10 AM when we sat down near a table.

Dot: How the hell did we end up finding ourselves back home? I vaguely remembered this place.

Yakko: I don't know, sister sibling. Maybe something told us to be here.

Dot: You sure?

Yakko: Yeah.

Wakko had returned with our suitcases, he had found them near where we were attacked.

Dot: I'm going to check if there's anything to eat in this place.

Dot went to kitchen to find what is actually there to eat.

Dot: Nothing much here.

Yakko: I'm going to check this place out.

I went upstairs to thee master bedroom, I reconized the bedsheets, the pictures, the dresser...

Yakko: ... Mom? Dad?

I kneeled down, crying. I was in our parents room, the last thing I remembered from them. I looked down on the ground and I saw a sheet of paper on it, I grabbed the paper and looked in it.

"Yakko, Wakko, and Dot. If you get this in the future when you come back home, that means you have to take our roles as heroes. Behind the dresser is a hand scanner that we programmed your DNA into, behind the metal doors are the equipment we used in the past. We could of told you before hand, but by the time that happened, your lives would of been taken along with ours. We're sorry we had to have you run away, it was for your own safety. Signed, your parents, the king and the queen."

I looked at the dresser, I got up and began to move it aside, there was a scanner on the wall, I planted my hand on it and it scanned it, which opened the door, I see equipment they had used, and then I saw a katana, I grabbed it and unsheafed it. It still had a shine on the blade.

Dad had told me he was a ninja, this is was he used... I'm the next person to use it.

I sheafed the katana and closed the door. I went back downstairs to see Dot.

Dot: Anything?

Yakko: ... Our parents were heroes...

Dot: What do you mean?

I showed Dot what I was talking about.

Dot: What the hell?

Dot held her hand on the scanner, the door opened.

Dor: Holy shit... is this?

Yakko: Yes, Dot.

I held Dot in my arms as she was crying.

It was about 5 PM, and I had been trying to focus on my chi. Durring that time, Dot and Wakko was in the living room.

Dot: I don't understand why this has to happen to us, Wakko... Why us?!

Wakko: I don't know, Dot. I just don't know.

Yakko: Can you be quiet? I'm trying to focus.

Dot: With what, big brother?

Wakko: Yeah, with what?

Yakko: My chi.

Wakko: But you couldn't fight anyone to save yourself. remember when you got your leg slashed by a crook?

Yakko: Don't you fucking remind me, Wakko.

Dot: Guys, please stop.

I layed down on the floor, and looked up. We don't know what we'll do now. I guess we have to fight back against who attacked us... but how?