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Chapter 13

It wasn't an insane asylum, it was hell.

Aleera pushed the plate of food away and turned her head so she didn't have to look at the person who had brought it in. it had been two days since she was brought in, and she refused to eat any thing. A normal person would barely have been fazed other than experiencing the nauseating feeling one usually does when they don't eat. But Aleera's metabolism was exceptionally fast, and she had such a tiny frame that she was already nothing but skin and bones.

The nurse sighed and walked out of the room carrying a plate of untouched food she'd brought in earlier that day. Dr. Marcus looked eagerly at the nurse who shook her head. His shoulders sagged and he turned to a large man who stood behind him. "Sorry Nathan, but we can't force her to eat."

Nathan ran a hand through his exceptionally long hair. "Can you put her on IVs?" Marcus shook his head,

"Not without her consent," he lamented

Nathan snarled. "She's in a psycho ward!" he exclaimed bitterly. "Make a court appeal, tell them she's incompetent!"

"That still wouldn't give you the right to decide what's best for her"

"Why the HELL NOT!" he screamed startling several nurses "I mean for god sake I'm her brother…her twin" he sagged against the wall, a hand covered his face

"Yes well according to every medical source available, you're dead."

"That's only a temporary set back," the man said waving his hand dismissively. The doctor raised an eyebrow at the man's nonchalant tone.

"You're as crazy as she is."

"Neither of us is crazy. And the only reason the world thinks she is is because she was brought up in this place."

"And whose fault is that?"

Nathan peeked between his fingers, "excuse me?" he asked in a low and dangerous tone.

"I don't mean to pin anything on you," Marcus amended hastily. "I simply mean that if your father hadn't drove your mother insane, then you two wouldn't have been born here"

"That's not true! My father did no such thing."

"Nate! Your father is right now presently on jail because he killed every one you're mother ever had a connection with."

"Which is why you and several other doctors filled out reports saying that Aleera and I were still born." Nathan finished in a monotoned drawl. "Sing a new song that bits gone stale. Especially since my father somehow managed to find out that we were very much alive."

Sudden understanding filled the doctor's eyes, "that's why you asked me to try to find her?" His tone was flooded with relief, "I had thought you just wanted to finish what you started."

Nathan opened his mouth, then decided against saying anything and walked off, his brow puckered in deep thought.

Seventeen years ago, Nathan and Aleera were taken into the care of Dr. Marcus Helsing. Marcus cared for the two of them to the best of his ability, but it had never been enough for the twins who had always shared a special bond with their mother. The children would spend all day in their mother's room, talking to the insane woman. It was when Marcus asked Aleera if she'd eaten all her peas or fed them to the dog and she'd answered dragonflies would be more apt to fly in a garden than in the tundra that brought the doctor to his senses.

He tried to completely cut off all contact with their mother. Nathan was sent to a boarding school across the city; Aleera however, clung to her mother's bed side screaming that she'd never leave her mother. Marcus folded, and let her stay.

Two years ago, Natalie became deathly ill, and Nathan can back home. His mother had needed to go on life support with little chance of recovery. Nathan was all for it, Aleera however would hear nothing of it.

She began to rant and rave of how it was wrong to chain a spirit to a body it had obviously out grown. The argument that followed was enough to make a biker tremble. In the end, Aleera ended up pulling the plug herself before running away. That had been the last itme Nathan had seen her.

Then about a week ago, some people who had surveyed Wonka's factory came by to report that some crazy woman was living with the famous chocolate maker. After listening to a short description, it was clear that the woman had been Aleera.

That's when Nathan had appealed to Marcus. He asked him to bring her to the asylum, but didn't say why.

And now Nathan spoke of their father escaping prison? It seems this had just been a warm up.

Charlie typed madly on the computer that Willy had given him for his birthday last year. Within a few seconds, papers came whizzing out of the printer, always managing to land in a neat pile on the empty chair next to him.

Willy, the chair's would be occupant, paced around the room, sucking on a sea sickness candy. Charlie tried to point out that finding a MP was hardly going out to sea. That only made him more short tempered.

"how long id this going to take!" he whined at the boy.

"I have to wait for the page to load" Charlie explained for the third time in the last fibe minutes.

"well you shouldn't have to wait! That contraption is the fastest thing on the market! the man I bought it from said so!"

"yes well that was last year…" Charlie muttered darkly and clicked the mouse furiously.

Ten minutes later Charlie's exclamation of "I got it!" rang through the bucket house hold. Every one gathered around the computer as Charlie read a passage out loud. "the sacred heart asylum was once known for their specialist doctor M. Helsing. Helsing who had taken a few years off to raise his foster children, Aleera and Nathan, has now returned to the hospital where he has continued his research on the human mind."

"that doesn't tell us where she is." Willy said utterly lost.

"no, but it tells us where to start."

He quickly wrote down the address and grabbed his coat

Willy was right behind him. "let's boogie" he exclaimed before slamming into the glass elevator in his hast. "ow!... 'mokay"