Magical House: Psycho saga

[Just Plain Rydell]

I'm trying!!!!

[Sodapop]

When's the next chappy gonna be up???

[Usashi Koto Kito]

Gawd!!you all are pushing her to much! Give her some space man!!!

[Just Plain Rydell]

YOU GO GIRL!!!!!

[Usashi Koto Kito]

You bet !! Any time! hey ur a trianee too?! cool!

[Sodapop]

Sigh...... Sorry I just really want to see the next chapter. Almost more than the chapter on Bright One's fic, The Greatest Joy on Earth.

[Usashi Koto Kito]

wiat awhile..I have to finish my first story before I make The Weasels Go To Jurrasic Park!
and I have to think the end out....It's a progress.....

[Just Plain Rydell]

Well you keep smashing your brains until you find out!!! U ROCK!!!!!!

[Just Plain Rydell]

OK!! This chapter is gonna be like a guessing game!!!! I’m not gonna tell you who is terrorizing poor Psycho, you have to find out!! I don’t own this character, by the way.

Mysterious Character’s POV

I was born eight years ago. My father was a scientist and my mother was normal, but very beautiful. When my father found out I wasn’t an ordinary baby, he got very worried. I was part of the race he was trying to destroy, so he decided to kill me. My mother refused, and begged my father to keep me alive. Since she was suffering from excess of internal bleeding, she died shortly after. My father decided to respect my mother’s last wish, so he kept me alive. Of course, not the way my mother would have expected it. He locked me up in a room for eight years, with nothing more than an air-tube. Of course, I don’t know if this was my father’s idea, but still. One day, not long ago, a woman came into my chamber, saying she was my adoptive mother. They finally let me free. I walked awkwardly towards this woman, all bandaged up, with the air-tube still placed over my mouth. I say I walked awkwardly for I had not used my legs in a very long time. I lost my balance, my legs not having any strength left in them, and fell to the floor. The air-tube fell from my face. The woman ran to me, picked me up, and started un-bandaging me. She told me in a very soft voice “Oh, you’re so skinny!” It was true, all my bones showed, a characteristic of a starved-to-death child. Then she asked in the same mellow voice “Do you know who I am?”
I hesitated and answered “Ma..Mama?”
She nodded. I paused, and grinned a cruel, cold grin.
“You’re not my mama…”
The woman (another scientist) warned her to get away from me, but too late. I sliced her in two, and sent the upper part of her body flying. She crashed into a glass window, and entered a control center. Funny, I hadn’t killed her. But she almost killed me…As I raised into the air with my 24 telekinetic arms around me, with a loony grin on my face (I looked like a psychopath) she pressed a red button and my left arm flew off. I started to bleed, and out of sheer pain, lost all power and fell to the floor. A bunch of men with guns surrounded me. They pointed at me with their guns, and one man stepped on my face, pressing his boot hard on my cheek. The floor was cold… I called dramatically, and hysterically, for my father, but no one came. Tears started pouring from my eyes and onto my face. I was sure my end was to come.


But no.
The scientist bandaged me up again, and stuck me into an airplane. She told me I had to eliminate another member of my race. I agreed. I loved to kill people, after all. Then, I sensed another one of us. I told the woman and asked her,
“Can I kill her too?”
When we got out of the airplane (or was it a helicopter?) I was dressed and placed into a wheelchair. The woman warned me:
“ Number 35, you better behave. Any slight misbehavior and I can easily make the bomb inside you go off.”
I looked at her innocently.
We went looking for this person, but I ended up finding the other one. She had sensed me as well, and had come to fight me.

I had her hanging 6 meters from the ground, all bloody and missing a leg. Her arms and legs were all replacements, like my left arm. I asked her where the other one was, and she begged me to leave her alone, so I dropped her. She let a whole lot of blood emerge out of her mouth (from the impact, of course). She lay on the floor, still. I whined:
“ Oh, no, she doesn’t move!!! This isn’t fun, I only get to kill one and this one gave up already!”
But she raised up again. She reached for her other leg, and I tossed her around some more. They told me to stop, and I agreed. I was bored.
The male scientist was surprised I took killing as a game. The woman compared me with a child pulling the wings off an insect. Then a guy appeared, trying to help the girl. They told me to get him out of the way, but the girl told me not to harm him.
“Oh, he’s your friend?”
Then the one I was supposed to kill came running along. She slipped on a puddle of blood. I smashed the initial girl into part of the border of the road, bending it.
Then they told me the other clumsy girl was Lucy, and that I had to kill her. I told them they were wrong, that girl was not Lucy. She, along with the boy, had come to save my victim. The woman walked over to the boy helping “Lucy” up. In the meantime, I dealt with the other girl. I slowly walked over to her.
“It’s not fair. You’re just like me, so you don’t deserve any friends.”
I was about to finish her off, but her arms appeared and she stuck them through my head, softly. Then she fell backwards and sunk into the river. The boy screamed “Nana!” and “Lucy” looked horrified over to where she had fallen. The woman kept walking over to them, telling them “Lucy” was dangerous. The “Lucy” girl turned into the real Lucy, and got really mad, for all I could tell. She ripped the woman’s head off. Then they told me to kill her. I nodded. My arms didn’t come out. I started crying in despair. They took me away, and a whole new session of killing began.

I woke up in a room. I had to meet Lucy, so I busted out of there. I couldn’t wait, I was so excited! I finally met her, and our battle began, after a while I had told her “I would never die”. I was wrong. Of course, I got angry, and ripped off one of her horns, leaving her unconscious. Then, he appeared. After all those years of waiting, I had seen my father again. He was standing next to the girl I had tried to kill earlier. I was so happy I started walking towards him. I only managed four steps. He ran towards me, but hesitated. I said:
“Father…”
He pointed a gun at me. The other girl looked away. I could not believe it. I said:
“I have been waiting to meet you… All those years, I wished for you and mama to appear, and say ‘Come on, we can all go home now’. So, after all those years, I… I finally got to meet you!! Father!!!”
I started to cry. He walked towards me, but the other girl grabbed him and told him not to get near me, saying I was dangerous. She ended her phrase with “Papa”. Now I got really angry.
“What!? After all those years of forgetting me, leaving me locked up in that room, you consider her your daughter!?”
He started to talk to me. But I interrupted:
“Would you be sad if I killed her?”
No answer.
“Should I try?”
I started beating her up again. He told me to stop. He walked over to me, dropped the gun, and embraced me. He stroked my hair and told me he had never forgotten me. He picked me up and said it was all over, we would be together now. He looked over at the girl and told her to live a happy life. She was very sad.
We walked into the distance. My father told me my mother loved me to the very end. I embraced him. The scientist who had control over the bomb inside me decided his job was more important than his partner’s life, and he made my bomb go off. I hugged my father tight. I imagined my life being a normal person, and I think my father thought the same. I exploded, and my father, unfortunately, died with me.

I woke up. I was no longer alive. I was in a chamber, surrounded by fire. The funny thing is the fire didn’t burn me. Since killing had been part of my nature and I had done it un-intentionally, I was neither in Heaven nor in Hell. I had the feeling I could get out of that room and go elsewhere, so I used my arms (they still worked) to blow up the walls. My wheelchair was there waiting for me. I climbed into it and walked into a light. I felt a breeze on my face, and I sensed the smell of hot ramen. My stomach growled, and I looked around me. I was in Central Tokyo. I had revived myself. But though I was alive, I was never to see my father again.

After looking for a place to stay, I found the Magical House, and met Sophie there. She kindly let me in. She knew something about me had changed completely. I had been a cold assassin, blood-thirsty and sadistic, but that had changed. I felt kindness inside me, and for once, I didn’t feel the desire to kill. Something about coming back to life had changed my personality. The girl I once envied and tried to kill was now my big sister. And all the other ones (Lucy, the boy, the boy’s cousin, the girl with the dog, the dog…) were all part of my family. I had started a new life.

So here I am, in front of a white, cushioned room, staring at a bed with a new guest inside it. The guest got startled and screamed. I saw his face. I screamed too. Now I don’t know if I should run or call for help.

End of chappy 3!!! Now it’s time to guess who the character was!!! I’ll give you the answer after a few guesses. It’s easy if you’ve watched the series. If not, I am very sorry.
I’ll give you the initials of this character!! They are M. K. Till next time!!!!
Oh and By the way, in the last chapter, instead of Ayu, I meant Aya!! Sorry!!!!

[Sodapop]

I like it..... its confusing but I like it. xD

[Just Plain Rydell]

Yeah man!!! You better guess who the character is!!!!!

[netske]

Cool chapter.

[Just Plain Rydell]

Please guess who it is!!!!

[Just Plain Rydell]

Grr no guesses! I´ll just have to say who it is!!

[Just Plain Rydell]

It´s Anime, the character´s hair is pink, the Anime´s initials are EL! Good enough?