Act II: Scene I

'Woah,' She swiped her hand over her eyes like a veil. She missed considerably and winced. A bright light was shining into her eyelids in an almost painful manner. 'This light it's so annoying… wait, what's going on? Where am I?' Suddenly she felt her senses returning to her. She felt her body return. Her fingers began to feel free. Her mind felt slightly hazy and she felt a weird numbness in one of her limbs. She breathed. Her fingers felt the cool cotton sheets and she realized she was in some sort of bed. She tried to roll over.

That was strange…

She couldn't.

Her finger roamed in what she assumed was a higher region when she suddenly felt something that was no longer comforting and bright. It had a thick and braided texture. 'Nylon…' She all of a sudden grasped. She smelled a bright citrus smell and as she cocked her head to take a full whiff of it, her neck jerked back into place. 'What is going on? I feel really…' She then became aware that her bed was in an upright position. 'What's going on… I can't… I can't move! This nylon… or whatever I'm…'

The word came to her, "Trapped."

Shego's eyes snapped open.

It was better when her eyes were closed for what her vision beheld was horrific. Her surroundings were all entirely white. The tiled floors were white and the ceiling was the same color as the floor. The hot lights brought sweat to her face. In her shock… the lights were also white. She looked around and saw white windows encasing the whole room… if you could call it that. There were white microphones in the corners, white speakers, white fire alarms, white trays… it was too comforting. Without being able to turn her head, she already knew that she was in the heart of this eerie place. An upright bed in the center… was hoisting her in the hair by nylon chains as if she was some kind of test subject.

'What in all the hells?' She didn't understand any of this.

"Hello! Does anyone know what the fuck is going on here? Why am I here! Get me the hell out of here! Drakken! Drakken I know this has something to do with you!" She roared into the space. Maybe someone could hear her… she didn't see anyone here though.

"Why good morning Ms. Shego," a rather happy voice from the outside said, "how are you today?"

"How am I today?" Shego sneered, "How the hell do you think I am? Let me down from here!"

"Would you like some breakfast?"

"What are you talking about! That has nothing to do with the subject!"

"Are you hungry Miss Shego?"

"No you fat bitch and if you don't tell me what's going on right now… I'll spill the blood from your neck like a pig and feed you to those who ARE hungry!"

The woman said more cheerily than ever, "Sounds like you've woken up on the wrong side of the bed!"

Shego growled. "How can you wake up right when you're suspended in the air?"

Someone entered the room behind Shego. She struggled and screamed, "Who is that?"

"Hello Shego. I'm Doctor Lois." A small Asian lady stepped in front of her. She was dressed in the same shade of white as the room. She was pushing a cart which was filled with many different varieties of breakfast foods.

"Thank god. Now please tell me… where the hell am I?"

The woman replied almost all too simply, "You're in The Upperton Crisis Center."

"Cri-sis… center?" Shego mouthed in confusion.

"Yes… you were admitted here two weeks ago by local police. You were quite a sight."

"But why? Why here?" Shego was starting to feel extremely confused.

"I'm afraid I can't give you all the details. I'm terribly sorry." The doctor seemed to back away from her.

"What do you mean? Am I going to be leaving this place?" Shego questioned.

"Yes… you will be released when you are well again."

"But I feel fine!" Shego protested.

"If I were you…" Dr. Lois began, "I would hope to stay as long here as possible."

Shego noticed Dr. Lois had walked out of the range of her eyesight into the area she had entered. A cold feeling came over her as she heard the door open. She felt her whole body lurch in protest.

"No! Don't go!" Shego shouted, "Tell me why I'm here! Tell me when I'm going home! Did you kidnap me?"

There was no answer.

"Don't you ignore me! That's so goddamn rude!" The hairs on her neck were beginning to stand on end and she started to sense a flow of surges into her body. It was electrifying. Her heart was beating much faster. She could feel the green sparks resting on her fingertips. 'Never mind I'll just set myself free.'

The green sparks exploded into flaming fists. In a millisecond her whole body was covered in these flames as well. As soon as this happened, Shego began to shriek at the top of her lungs and began to breathe faster with all her might, unable to endure the agony. The doctor spun around and noticed Shego's face wrenched in the most horrifying expression.

"Shego!" The doctor cried, "Stop! You mustn't!"

Shego let out one more screech before letting the flames die and casually fixed her eyes on her hand wondering what had gone wrong. She screamed again.

"My nails! My nails! You cut off my nails! The claws that took me years to grow! They're gone! Why? Why?"

The doctor looked alarmed. "We had to! They were much too long! You might have…"

"Might have what? Killed you? As soon as I get out of this thing I swear…"

"You could have hurt yourself…" The doctor suggested timidly.

"Why would I do that?" Shego barked.

Doctor Lois sighed, "You really don't remember anything do you? You don't have the slightest idea why you're here? Why your nails are gone and you have that bandage on your leg?"

Shego was becoming impatient. "I think I already made that perfectly clear, so if you wouldn't mind…"

"No Shego," Dr. Lois shook her head, "It's not the time to tell you."

"Why not?"

"Listen," Dr. Lois smiled, "If you demonstrate the kind of progress we're looking for, you'll soon find out everything and you'll start to get some visitors. Would you like that?"

Shego nodded not really caring.

"Ok-ay then Shego, I will see you at noon for your interview session and lunch and then you will be partaking in arts and crafts this evening with our other patients if you feel like moving around." The doctor departed and the door slammed shut behind her.

As Shego was enveloped in quiet again she felt her bed retracting to a horizontal level again and the straps loosen. It took her a second to comprehend that she was no longer restrained to the bed. As soon as she had wiggled free she rushed for the door. She tried the handle.

'Damn…Just as I thought… It's locked.' Shego felt her spirits plummet. 'I guess they're not as stupid as I thought they were.'

Her green eyes swept around the entire room freely. There was a white teddy bear in one corner and in the other corner was the breakfast tray that Dr. Lois had brought for her.

That was it.

It really was a crisis center. Was she really expected to entertain herself in this stupid place all day? 'I'm not even crazy.' Shego thought to herself. 'Why the hell have I been thrown into the nut house? I bet Drakken has something to do with this!' She groaned and looked at the breakfast table again. 'Well there's nothing to do and I am rather hungry… I guess breakfast wouldn't hurt.' She looked at her hands again and felt her body run cold. She approached the table and noticed that all the platters were piled on paper plates and there were only metal spoons to eat with. There also weren't any boxes or cartons or cans. There was nothing hot to drink. All she could see was unpackaged cereal, cooked waffles, and bite sized fruits of all varieties. She helped herself to a pineapple and sucked the juice into her mouth.

'This is so gay.' She thought.

(Notes: Hooray! We're on Act Two! I'm back for a while and I'm sure some of you have already realized that. I can't wait to start updating this story like crazy because it's going to keep getting crazier from here! I hope you're enjoying it and don't worry, the romance will play in soon enough! Please leave some reviews! Thank you very much! Have a Happy New Year!)