Idony made her way into the asylum the first thing the next morning. People screamed from where they were contained, she was sure they knew why she was there. A large bulky man leaned against a near by table, holding keys.
"I suppose you're the little lady that's supposed to evaluate the nut jobs," he said in a thick country accent.
"You supposed right," she said trying as hard as she could not to mock him. He gave a twisted smile, this child couldn't handle those whack jobs, they'd rip her to shreds in a seconds time. But he assumed that the kind knew what he was doing, maybe trying to get rid of her, he really didn't care.
"Can you handle yourself in there?" he asked, just so he could say he warned her.
"Yes sir," she said surely. With a sigh and a roll of his eyes the man opened the gates to where the 'nut jobs' were held. Large cell blocks lined the area. Idony had been given a room so she could evaluate who was mentally ill and who was mistakenly put there. But she'd gotten there about twenty minutes early so she was forced to walk around until the keeper got there to open and close the cell block doors. She was alone, but it didn't bother her, the prisoners were behind metal bars. And besides, she could fend them off easy.
"What do you suppose Eeva?" a tall dark male asked from across the cell as Idony walked past them "should I go out for a bite?"
"Do you mind?" someone else called from a cell away "I'm sleeping here."
"Well if you wouldn't stay up so late Melissa," he snapped back.
"Please," another girl said "can we not be respectful of our fellow cell mates?"
"Respectful?" the male laughed "what do you mean respectful?! I'm ALWAYS-"
"SHUT UP Cernunnos," a girl about Idony's age ordered. Idony had been watching the whole conversation, though none of them seemed to pay her any mind. She girl's hair was a fired red, her eyes a deep forest green. She looked almost as wild and fearless as Idony, though, normal and well presented. Idony walked over and looked at the paperwork on the clip board next to the girl's cell block.
"Eeva Cypress," she read aloud and the girl gave an amused smile.
"And that moron over there," she said pointing to the male that had been speaking before "is Cernunnos." Idony turned to look at him and he smiled. He had fangs. He's normal smile became debonair and her wriggled his eyebrows.
"Impressed?" he asked and Idony scoffed at him. He gave a shrug.
"The well mannered one," Eeva said pointing across to the kindhearted girl "is our very own Lady Arwen."
"And I am Melissa," the other said giving a short bow.
"He's a vampire," Idony said, her eyes growing bigger by the second.
"Elf," Arwen said raising her hand.
"Human," Melissa admitted and then added "with a stunning and unique persona."
"What about you?" Idony asked turning back to Eeva.
"Me?" she repeated and paused "geez what aren't I?"
"What are you?" Cernunnos asked putting his face up next to the bars.
"I'm human," she said.
"She's Jareth's new fling," he scoffed and the rest of them laughed.
"No," she said but they wouldn't listen. They kept laughing and making jokes, they grew louder and louder until Idony could barely think. She let out a long unyielding howl. They all stopped and looked at her in amazement. When no one said anything she started to speak.
"Grondula skippenshki?" she asked Arwen and the elf looked at her in awe.
"You speak elf?" she asked.
"I speak all languages," Idony said firmly "I speak with the birds and the trees."
"Everything?" Cernunnos asked looking much more timid now.
"Anything and everything," she smiled and continued to walk down the hall. When she finished she went back to her room and sat down. A man lead Cernunnos into the room, bound and gagged with about three different things. He thrashed him about a bit and pushed the poor creature into the wall. "THAT will be quite enough," Idony protested and took Cernunnos's shoulder and lead him to a chair. He man gave her a hard glare and stood outside the room. Idony looked at the young man that sat before him. He was maybe nineteen with black hair and dark brown eyes. His face was sharply defined, his cheekbones high and his skin soft and pale. He muttered something but Idony couldn't hear him with the horrible mask he had on.
It was a deep brown leather that buckled in the back. He also had handcuffs and was gagged and his feet were bound as well. Idony looked at him, it was possibly the saddest thing she'd ever seen.
"If I let you out," she said "will you promise not to hurt me?" There was repetitive nods and a lot of mumbling and Idony gave a small smile. First she united the ropes that held his feet in place and next that awful mask. She finally picked the lock on the handcuffs and then she sat across from him.
"What are you?" he asked.
"I believe I've already told you," she said "I'm human."
"How can you be?" he asked "you know so much, and your kind and-" he paused.
"I grew up on the Eastern side," she said as if that was supposed to explain everything. But he still looked at her like she was amazing. "You're not crazy," she pointed out "are you?"
"You know all those people that was near my cell?" he asked "none of them are crazy."
Author's note: A big thanks to my editor (who I apparently put in my story), one of my good friends Melissa, and by bestest friend Katy (AKA: Eeva). Also, in earlier chapters I made a reference to goblins being stupid and only about as smart enough to open a jar of pickles. DON'T KILL ME! smiles sweetly I love you my little goblin friends. And people, REVIEW! Or I'm not posting anything (yes, I know its very harsh, but I worked SOO hard on this story so far and, I WANT SOME OPPINIONS!) So please review, though I'm sure some of my loyal readers will convince me (even if there's just one that REALLY wants an update). sighs I'm such a softy.