AN: Hey-o! Wussup? New chappy, not much to say, too lazy to think of something, now you read. Review chapters of mine, you will. (Lolz, like my Yoda impression?)
Chapter 8 (Kid: Perfect!): I Am NOT a Rat, And I Will NOT Run a Maze
"No." I say, crossing my arms and closing my eyes stubbornly. "I said, you may begin. Now go." The voice on the loud speaker, the lady from before, says. "I said no, ya nitwit!" I shout back at her. She sighs. I tug at the collar around my neck and it beeps quietly.
"Alright, have it your way." She says. I feel an electric shock run through my body. I scream and drop to the ground. "What the hell was that for?!" I cry, curling up into a ball as another painful wave rings through my body. "The collar around your neck can send electric waves throughout your body. If you don't start, I will continue to shock you. Now go through the maze." She cackles. I grumble and stand up. I run too slowly, and I'm shocked again. This time I keep my balance and I sprint through the maze, tears in my eyes. The walls are thin and gray. I seriously hate mazes. I come to dead end. Another shock. I shriek.
"I'm running! Why did you still shock me?!" I cry, running out of the dead end and coming to yet another. I'm shocked again. "Oh, you'll be electrocuted whenever you come to a dead end." She explains. I growl and keep running.
After six more dead ends and six more shocks, I finally reach the exit. I collapse, panting and lying on my stomach, my arms and legs sprawled out on the floor. My face dripping with sweat, I gasp for breath. The head lady walks up to me and slowly applauds. I realize I don't even know her name.
"Great. In only two minutes forty-three seconds! Outstanding!" She says. She bends down and picks up my chin. I growl at her. "Now, now. No need for that." She says to me softly. She stands up straight. "Hey! Switch the maze up! Now!" She calls to a lady in a white lab coat. She nods and runs away to a control booth. The woman turns bak to me. "Get up. You're going again." She says. I groan and scramble into a standing position so as not to be shocked again.
"Hello?" A voice on the other end of the phone asks. "Hey! Umm, I know this might sound weird, but do you remember Ginger? She was at your concert the other night, and apparently she wanted to tell you something..." I say, sticking my hand in my pocket.
"Yeah, right. This doesn't sound like her." The voice says. I sigh. "This is Soul. Her shark-toothed boyfriend?" I say. For some reason, even saying the word 'boyfriend' sounds weird. It shouldn't be, Ginger says it all the time. Hayley laughs. "Ah, sorry, man. Haha, it's hard to tell the people I know from the random fans, ya know?" She says. I force a laugh.
"Yeah, well we kind of have a problem." I tell her. She doesn't respond. I continue. "Ginger was captured. By witches, I think. It's complicated, but she found a way to contact me. She said to call you. Something about mashed potatoes...?" I say, trying to remember what Ginger said. After a while of thinking, I assumed it was some kind of code. I couldn't figure out what it meant, so I decided to call Hayley to see what she thought, seeing as Ginger asked me to in the first place.
"Tell me what happened." She responds in a more serious tone.
"Agh!" I exclaim, dashing out of the ninth maze I've run through. My legs wobble slightly as I struggle to stay standing up. A man walks up to me and attaches the handcuffs. I'm escorted to a big room, like a gym, with nothing in it except a small booth with four chairs. It's surrounded by what looks like bulletproof glass.
"Umm, Miss Mirielle?" A small timid voice asks from behind me. I turn around and see the guy who lead me here. He has glasses and is wearing a lab coat, just like the lady, who is probably Mirielle. She sits down in one of the middle chairs at the table and the man follows her, along with one other man and a womb, all with clipboards. After my collar and handcuffs are removed and the doors are locked, the man leans over to whisper something to Mirielle. She nods and takes a small microphone.
"Alright, now we're going to need you to show us how much control you have over the demon powers. I'm going to need you to summon it, okay?" She says, her voice ringing out through the big room. It echoes. I nod, even though on the inside I'm rolling my eyes. She actually thinks I'm going to show her the powers or whatever? Yeah, right. Screw that, I'm just gonna mess with her.
I take a deep breath and close my eyes. I bring my hands up next to my head like ears. Mirielle starts tapping her foot. "Hurry it up. We only have so much time." She says impatiently. I hold out a finger to her. "Wait, hold on a sec... I can feel it coming..." I say, keeping my eyes closed. I bring my hand back to my head, inhale, hold it for about five seconds, and...
Start Caramelldansen.
My hips swish back and forth and my fingerips bend to the rhythm of the song playing in my head. I smily broadly and squeeze my eyes shut happily. Mirielle growls and slams her hands on the table. "I don't have time for games! Can you or can you not summon the demon power?!" She yells at me. I continue to dance as I open my eyes.
"Silly, that's what I'm doing!" I say cheerily. She slams her clipboard on the table, screams in frustration, and storms out the door. "Get the equipment ready! Now!" She shrieks, slamming the door behind her. Four or five people scurry out ofter her, and two run to me to put my handcuffs and collar on. I smirk as they lead me to another room. This could actually be fun, I think to myself. Boy, am I wrong about that.
The man lays me down on one of those metal slabs that you see in the movies, you know, the ones where the hero gets bolted down an almost split in half by a laser? Luckily, I don't see any lasers anywhere. My hands an feet are attached to the bed by some cuffs, and I laugh over-confidently.
"What now? You can't make me do anything, so why even bother?" I say. I need to learn to keep my mouth shut. Mirielle steps up to me, holding a needle full of a strange yellow substance. It seems almost... alive. She grins evilly.
"Oh, can't I?" She says, her voice low and threatening. I start to lose some confidence. She holds the needle right next to my neck. I squeeze my eyes shut as the needle pierces my skin. It's actually not that bad. That is, until she pulls the needle back out.
I scream a high pitched, blood-curdling scream. It feels like fire is burning through my body, frying my insides. I shriek and thrash and curse, but the pain just intensifies. I can feel my heart beat, beating so hard it feels like it's going to break through my chest. But beside the pain, I also feel an incredible power. I continue to flail about until the cuffs holding me down creak and eventually break. Mirielle cackles insanely.
I fall to the floor and scream until my voice goes hoarse. I crawl up to Mirielle and tug on her lab coat. "What did you do to me...?" I rasp, my voice sore. She laughs maniacally and pulls me up by my hair. I grunt.
"I implanted a lost soul in your body. One that will do whatever I say!" She exclaims. Her eyes are more fierce and golden than ever. Green speckles dot her eye color as she stares at me triumphantly. I feel a single tear run down my cheek. It seems to burn through my skin.
Mirielle drops me to the ground. I sob really hard, but my voice is gone and nothing comes out. I start to feel dizzy when I try to stand up, and my vision slowly fades to blackness.
Hello.
Huh? Who's there?
It's me. Don't you remember?
Remember what? Who is this? And why are you in my head?
I'm the lost soul the lioness put in your body. My name is Kana.
Oh. Nice to meet you, Kana. I'm Ginger.
Yes I know. All your knowledge is available to me now.
So... you know everything I know?
That's one way to put it, yes.
Did you have a body before you came into mine?
Yes, but I was killed in a car accident when I was nine years old. My soul was captured and kept here so that they could control you if necessary.
That sucks. So you're going to do anything they want you to?
I'm afraid so. You are my host body. I have control over all of you.
Even the demon blood?
Yes.
No. This isn't right... what if you don't do what they say?
Then they will kill both of us.
How do I know this is all true?
You will see. I can control everything. Your thoughts, your actions, your words. Everything.
Is it still possible for me to regain control?
Only if I allow you to.
Geez, this is insane.
This world is insane. Only some don't realize their insanity until it's too late.
What the hell is that supposed to mean?
I don't know. I read it somewhere while I was still alive.
Haha. You're pretty cool, Kana. You know, besides the whole controlling part.
Really? When I was still in my own body, no one liked me. They called me names and hurt me.
Yes, really. I mean, if there's someone else inside me, I might as well make friends with them. It would suck to have your worst enemy inside your brain, right?
I guess that would, umm... suck, was it?
Yeah. And, maybe we can figure a way out of this. If you hate me, I wouldn't be able to convince you to do anything.
But if we do find a way to get me out of your body, where will I go?
I read in a manga book once that a character took over someone else's body. When they got him out, they put him in a stuffed lion. Maybe we could try something like that?
Maybe.
Cool.
Yes, umm, cool...?
Yup. What, you don't usually talk casual like this?
I was raised with proper grammar and communication skills. My family was rich and I was home schooled for the last four years of my life due to the bullying and all.
Oh. I've always wondered what it would be like to be rich. It sounds pretty cool.
It's not all that special. I believe I must go, you're being tested again shortly.
Ugh, I much prefer talking to you than taking these dumb tests.
Farewell for now.
Later.
AN: Okay, so I was reading Bleach and I kinda-sorta had this idea to have a little Kon of my own! Mostly because I love him so much, he's so funny! I changed it up a little bit, like two souls in one body at the same time instead of Ginger getting kicked out of her own body. Oh, well.
Ginger: This is getting really weird.
Soul: You're telling me.
Kana: Who are these strange people, Ginger?
Ginger: Oh, welcome to the author's note, Kana! These are the main characters in the story. Soul, Mem, Alex, and Tommi.
Soul: 'Sup?
Mem: Hey-o!
Alex: Yo.
Tommi: Hi! Nice to meet you!
Kana: Is it bad that I only understood one of those greetings?