Chapter 7: Seb World… (Mad World)

AUTHORS NOTE: Some of the Dialogue in this chapter is in French, so you may need to use Google Translate. Sorry! *Huggles you all*

I awoke to a piercing harsh light.

Squinting with my mauve eyes, I evaluated the room in which I lay. Beneath me was a stone white slab. A foam cotton pillow was neatly placed at one end.

The light came from every direction in the room: each wall, the floor and ceiling was illuminated, glowing with a stale white light. The bed on which I had laid was the only piece of furniture found.

Delicately, I rose like an angel from the cold coffin like an angel from the cold coffin like a hotter Jesus Christ. I could see the faint outline of a door. I ran my fingers along the hard, solid edge. The texture of the Blanc wall became softer – still indestructible by normal standards - but underneath was something important, not only solid steel.

Although my strength was now limited due to my female body, I still had tremendous power, which I used to kick the sturdy door open.

Suddenly, the room I stood in was a red pulsating colour.

My skull rung in agony as a loud siren boomed throughout the facility. A strong and calloused hand grabbed both of my ankles then pulled me with a nearly force.

Noir, fiery flames engulfed my weary mind. The icy steel tiles cracked and collapsed. Then I fell. For a brief moment, the world looked like Minecraft when you fall into the void…

"Everything is hooked up sir" A shrill, authoritative female voice rang.

Groaning I slowly raised my eyelids. The room around me was pitch black with a stinging white light. There were numerous people throughout the room. I could only see where they were because the light reflected off their goggles.

They must have noticed that I was awake.

Alors, Sebastian ..."The leader called. Her voice had a familiar purr to it.

"Comment savez-vous qui je suis?" I screamed.

"Pourquoi, j'ai été avec vous toute votre vie ... "She laughed.

That cackle, I've heard it before! But from where?

I made an inquisitive noise like Scooby Doo's. I could hear the light clacking of high heels pacing.

"Vous voyez, mon amour." She went on. I KNEW!

"Vous êtes celui qui a causé tout cela! Votre chevelure argentée magique a tout fait: elle s'est divisée réalité, causé le passé et le présent d'entrer en collision et a échangé des sexes de tout le monde!"

She stepped into the light. She had I face I recognised. She was…

Butler Monshar was a woman! You could clearly see that she couldn't handle being female, because her face was completely devoid of makeup and her hair was not styled at all. As I suspected, she was a pretty ugly woman with gross thick eyebrows.

I struggled in the chair to fight. That perv!

She abruptly turned around.

"Commencer le processus!" She cried, pulling off her scarf and sharply lifting her stick-thin arms.

A pair of gloved hands invaded my body and tugged at my intestines. I rode the pain like a wave, it splashed into my naked body and soaked into my pores, making me scream in agony and anguish and angus burgers which are yummy.

My lilac eyes glided into my head. My agape mouth fell limp and the agonised screams stopped. My mind was blank

Though I was unconscious I could still see the room in a harsh blur. I felt nothing.

A guardian angle appeared before me. Her glistening, perfect blonde hair was just like Princess Celestia's, but more epic and elegant and exquisitely. Her fine features took away my breath as they overwhelmed me. Her eyes had the power and unrelenting force of a Dragonborn in the ocean. The gentle slope of her nose was like an ornamental oriental pagoda. Her lips … her PERFECT lips were like two teddy bears stuffed with fluff. Silken bronze skin covered her bones (yes, she was that skinny), Shimmering hair cascaded down her back and seemed to be stuck in an eternal, non-existent breeze. Her breasts looked as if two large beach balls had been placed in her chest, the same with her butt (but with smaller beach balls, maybe two basket balls for her butt). I found myself lost in my see blue eyes.

"Please get me out of this nightmare!" I begged to her.

Crystal tears welled up in her eyes. She shook her head.

"That is beyond my power".

Then it struck me.

"You changed yourself back into a girl! You can fix all of this and save us all. They will then free me and this torture!" I cried in realisation and delight.

She sighed then shook her head.

"That is but impossible my love" She lamented. " Although I can enter the unconscious mind at a whim, I cannot change what has been carved into a stone by the ocean"

"Please, Ocean, my supa hot girlfriend." I whispered beggingly.

My eyes shot open with the speed of a Nimbus 2000.

"Pas tout à fait encore, trololololo" Monshar taunted, dancing around the room with glee.

"MAINTENANT, POUR TERMINER LE TEST" She sang in a crude, shrill voice.

My mind became air as my smexy body shuddered. Floating at terminal velocity, I surveyed the room below: about 50 people stood in small ant like clusters around beeping machines. Suddenly, every pain receptor in my body set aflame and my body started writhing wraithingly from the pain… the sweet, sweet pain. I groaned as I reacted to the sensation that ravished my body. Ow, it like, seriously hurt.

I collapsed with a deafening thud onto the ground. I screamed as the anguish wreaked havoc upon my body and mind. A whirlwind over powered my senses as my heart thudded like an elephant playing the drums. A deep, heavy pressure ran like a stampede over my nerves. I cried out for someone to free me from the torture. Please! Just please make this stop! I cried out to you the reader. But, just like the horrible person that you are, you didn't help. I writhed along the ground like an electrocuted snake. I tried to grasp at various sharp objects to ease my suffering… too end my life, but every time I reached out to take hold of something, my hand just went straight through the table, my body still convulsing from the agony. A wave of relief washed over my body in a bask of pure white light. I heard wonderful, calming, serene music playing softly.

I was deading.

White light faded into view. A soft chocolate voice beckoned me forwards. Morgan Freeman?

Indeed it was him. "Ahh, Sebastian. I've been waiting for you. Join me in Paradise why dontcha!"

He held out his hand and I took it. We stepped into the purity.

"Welcome to the Jungle" He sang with his heavenly voice.

Tarr!