Hey guys. Yeah, it's been awhile. Happy Easter by the way. A guest recently reviewed on this story and made me look back on it. I realized how much potential it had. I played with the story and am proud to say I've revised this. This baby has been on the back burner for awhile and it is now ready to come up front! In fact, I'm taking a darker turn on this story. Nothing M worthy, but this will have the mention of demons and some spiritual references. So for those of you who are strict about this kind of stuff, then you can ignore this story. For those of you who aren't or don't mind, give me your input. I think you'll like it.
A scream echoed throughout the halls of the Castle of Lions. Everyone ran to the source of the horrendous screech: the living room.
Daniel was in a corner, rocking himself while muttering in another language in the fetal position.
"Daniel, what happened?" Keith asked. Daniel pointed his head towards a discarded piece of paper and cowered even more.
"'Dear Mr. Chandler:
It has come to our attention after certain circumstances that you were to be informed that your cousin from your deceased Aunt has been transferred to Arus Asylum under the care of the Queen Allura. The afore mentioned patient, James Prescott, will be under constant surveillance and medications to keep him stable. Please do not think ill-willed towards Mr. Prescott, who accepted this transfer wholeheartedly.
May God Be With You,
Caroline Walters.'" Keith read aloud.
"James Prescott? That loon that ran all over the galaxy chasing after his cousin trying to kill him?!" Lance exclaimed, making Daniel whimper.
Hunk punched Lance hard in the arm, having heard the whimper.
"What was that for?!" Lance hissed, rubbing his arm.
Hunk pointed his head towards Daniel, and Lance caught on.
"Oh…"
Allura ran a hand thru Daniel's messy hair, though he didn't even seem to notice the action.
"How do you guys know about Daniel's cousin?" Larmina asked.
"It was about seven or eight years ago…" Allura started.