Sanctuary Psych Ward: Chapter One: Introduction to the Group
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Setsuna and Sara Mudou were escorted down the white hall by two orderlies in white.  They had just checked in and were being shown to their rooms.  From there, they would be taken to the commons area, where they would meet the rest of their group mates.

Upon check in, both had their bags checked.  From Setsuna, knowing he was suicidal, they took all of his CD's.  When he questioned them about it, they said he would get them back when he was no longer suicidal.  They also took his CD player and headphones.  When they found a vile of pills, they confiscated them as well.

From Sara, they took anything that her other personality could possible use to hurt her.  She had earlier incidents where her other personality tried to kill her.  Setsuna and Sara were put under watch until they were no longer a hazard to their selves.

Setsuna was left with one of the orderlies while Sara was taken to her room.  Waiting at the door, the orderly waited patiently for Setsuna to put his stuff away.  Setsuna glanced around the white room.  There were a few holes within the walls.  He figured it was his roommate's doing.  Tossing his bag on his bed, Setsuna left, not wanting to stay.  He left with the orderly, heading to fine Sara then head to the commons room.

When they got to Sara's room, he saw her hanging a picture they had taken the year before while they were both still considered 'normal'.  Setsuna was over forty pounds heavier when the picture was taken.  Even with the weight loss, he looked the way he always had.

Sara put up a few more pictures, then left with Setsuna and the orderlies.  With the orderlies in front, Sara followed with her fingers laced in front of her.  Setsuna followed, hands shoved in his pockets, covered by the black sweater he wore.

The commons area was like the hallways and bedrooms.  Stark white walls.  People were broken into groups, with eight to ten people per group.   Each group area had a TV and a table set up for when they wanted to play games.

In the groups, no two people had the same disorder, if it could be helped.  Total, there were around fifty people in the room, and they were slit into six different groups.  One of the orderlies pointed over to a group that sat in the corner next to the biggest window.  Setsuna and Sara walked over there with the bigger orderly.  The orderly introduced them into the group, and announced that they had group therapy in thirty minutes.

After the orderly left, Setsuna went and sat down in the chair next to the window, while Sara went and sat on the couch.  Outside, the rain was making its away down, hitting the window with a soft tapping each time.

On the couch, someone sat down next to Sara.  She had long lavender hair ad wild blue eyes.  She was dressed in blue jeans shorts, a loss green shirt, and hiking boots.  "Hey.  I'm Kurai!" She said, extending her hand.

"Sara." She shook Kurai's hand shyly.

"So, what brings you to 'My-parents-didn't-want-me' ward?" Kurai asked.

"My parents wanted me, they just couldn't handle me." Sara stated.

"Well, that's usually why you end up here.  Either your parents didn't want you anymore or they couldn't handle dealing with ya." Kurai said with a smile.  "So why are you here?"

"My parents got tired of dealing with Sevothtarte."  Sara answered.  "I suffer from Multiple Personality Disorder.  Unfortunately, He's violent and I've been in the hospital a few times."

"Really? You're the first person with Multiple Personality Disorder here at lovely ol' Sanctuary." Kurai said, causing Sara to chuckle.  "So what's his deal?" She asked, pointing to Setsuna.

"That's my big brother." Sara answered.  "He suffers from Manic Depression.  He was kinda the last straw that got us sent here." Sara looked at Kurai, who was listening attentively.  "What do you suffer from?"

"Borderline Personality Disorder." Kurai answered.  "If it wasn't for the fact that the nurses know that I wouldn't take my meds outside of the area, I'd be out on the streets instead of on this couch."

Sara nodded, understanding what she meant.  Looking around at her new group members, she saw a boy no older then fourteen.  "Why is he here?" Sara asked, pointing to the boy with black hair.

"Oh, that's Metatron." Kurai told her.  "He suffers from schizophrenia.  Says he hears the voice of God."

"How old is he?" Sara inquired.

"Twelve." Kurai answered sadly.  Sara looked at her in disbelief.  "He's been here for three years.  His mother couldn't handle him anymore."

"Someone so young shouldn't be here." Sara commented softly.

Kurai nodded and pointed to the person next to Metatron.  "That's my cousin Arakune."  Sara looked and saw who she was talking about.  The person had flowing, curly, brown hair, and was dressed in a pink mini skirt and top.

"She's pretty." Sara commented.

Kurai laughed lightly.  "I'm sure he'll be happy you think that."

Sara turned to her, eyes wide with surprise.  "That's a guy?!"

"Yup.  He's been dressing like that since before coming here.  That was around two years ago.  He has Narcissistic Personality Disorder."  Kurai explained.

"What about the guy with the white hair?" Sara asked.

"That's Rosiel.  He has Histrionic Personality Disorder.  Always has to be the center of attention.  That's one of the reasons why Alexiel left our group." Kurai explained.  "She got tired of dealing with his shit, so she had herself moved to a different group."

"What about the guy next to him?"

"That's Katan.  He and Rosiel have been together for a while now.  They got together about two months after Katan got here.  He has Dependent Personality Disorder.  He counts on Rosiel to make decisions for him, not that Rosiel minds.  The shrinks usually try and talk to Katan outside of group therapy, alone."

"I hate when my parents make up my mind for me...I'd hate having that disorder.  How can you trust the person not to get you into something illegal?"

"Well, when Katan first got here, he wouldn't really talk to anyone, but Rosiel wanted him to talk, and what Rosiel wants, he usually gets.  Eventually, Katan was talking more and they became an item.  My guess is that Katan trust him enough.  Even though the nurses don't want us t date each other, there isn't much they can do aside from separate a couple into different groups."

"Is there anyone else in the group?" Sara asked.  She and Setsuna were told that they would bring the group total up to eight.  Looking around, Sara only saw seven.

"There's Kira.  But he's usually off getting in trouble or he's in the quiet room." Kurai stated.

Sara already knew what the quiet room was.  She hadn't been set there, but knew eventually she would be.  The quiet room was all white with no furniture except a twin size bed.  Each corner had leather shackles that held the troubled person down.  Once secured, the person would be injected with a sedative, and left alone.

"Why would he be sent to the quiet room?" Sara asked.

"He has Antisocial Personality Disorder, or as I like to put it, an excuse for his juvenile delinquency.  So he's always getting into fights with people, and won't calm down, so they put hi in there.  He doesn't see it as a punishment thought."

"If it's not helping him, then why bother?"

"It's more for the protection of others then to help him." Kurai glanced down at the watch on her hand.  "C'mon.  Time for group." She said.  "If you'll wait for a minute, I'll walk with ya."

"Alright." Sara agreed with a smile.  "I just have to peel Setsuna away from the window."  Kurai nodded and headed over to the small group in front of the TV.  Smiling, Sara went over to Setsuna, and shook his shoulder.  "C'mon Big Brother, time to go."

"Alright." Setsuna got off the chair he was sitting in.  "Where are we going again?"

"Group therapy." Sara reminded him.  Normally, she would have scolded him for being so forgetful, but she knew it was a symptom of his disorder.