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This is just a random place where I'm going to post fics and drabbles

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~I suck at writing (no hate please)

~Warning! Some of my books contain themes such as gore, violence, and death

My favorite genres to write about are action, fantasy, sci-fi, and sometimes horror and romantic drabbles

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Alright, here goes nothing

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Prologue: Memory

“Blaze?”

I remember that voice

“Come on, Blaze! I need to show you something.”

I walk down the wooden floor planks. Dust collected on the edges where the walls and floor met. This memory is vague, but it feels so real. I walk down the hall and into a room on the right. I see a young fox laying on the ground, focused on what seems like a book. No… not just any book… an astrology book.

She notices me standing in the doorway and runs up to me. “There you are brother!” I suddenly realize who she is… my little sister… Fay. Her energetic smile showed it all. “Come on, I have something to show you.” She exclaimed, grabbing me by the arm and leading me to her book. I bend down and examine the book. It’s a large hardcover astrology book flipped open to a section about constellations. Large lightly colored pictures scattered across the pages with small captions underneath. “Look at this one,” she said, pointing to a small fox-shaped constellation. “That one’s Vulpecula,” I answered almost instantly.

Wait… how did I know that?

I never remember reading about astrology…

Have I?

It’s probably my stupid memory forgetting thin-

“Blaze!”

Fay’s voice snapped back to reality. Then I remembered what we were doing. I looked back down at the book. Her eyes wide with inspiration. As she flipped to the next page, her eyes flew to another constellation. This one was a rabbit. To my surprise, I recognized it almost instantly. “Lepus,” I blurted out. My sister looked up to me happily. “Can you tell me more?” She was interested. I was about to say more when a voice began to whisper in my head…

“It’s a dream…”

I know it’s a dream

But I don’t want this to end

It’s been forever since I’ve last seen my little sister

I would kill for just one real day to be with her

“Then why did you leave home?”

I left out of rage… my mother hated me

“And you left your sister behind?”

No… I didn’t want to but I would have put her in danger if I stayed…

“What do you mean, danger?”

I-I- you know how much fighting I did…

“That’s not an excuse,”

It’s not an excuse! I made money off beating up people.

“So you do admit that you did bad things…”

I-I mean… I guess I did some bad things…

…

Are you going to reply?

…

Hello?

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I woke up with a gasp before looking around and realizing that I was in bed. My paws were clinging to the sheets tightly and sweat was gliding down my face. I looked over to see the time… 9:24

I slept in

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Chapter 1: Lab

I got out of bed and pulled on my clothes. My head began to hurt… probably one of my stupid migranes. I still remembered the dream I had… it felt so real… yet so far away. Those words that the voice said to me… “So you do admit that you did bad things…” still echoed through my head.


I pulled on my lab coat and opened my door. A bright light flashed on my head. Not one from the sun, but of a lightbulb. The white tiled walls and floors led into a bright hallway. I walked down, trying to adjust my eyes to the blinding light. I was turning a corner when I ran into an elk worker. “Good morning, Professor Blaze,” said the elk in a cheery manner. “You look quite tired today, did you sleep okay?” I nodded, wiping my face tiredly with my wrist. “I’m fine, just woke up on the wrong side of bed today.” The elk nodded before looking down at the clipboard he was holding. “I see that Professor Dock has scheduled a meeting with you,” he announced abruptly. “Are you aware of this?”

I paused for a moment, maybe it was the fact that I was unaware what was happening, or maybe it was because that voice wanted to speak to me again.

…

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“Professor Blaze? Are you all right?”

I woke up from the abyss

Looking around frantically, I realized that I was in the lab. “What happened?” I asked, trying to remember what we were talking about. “You blacked out for quite some time,” replied the elk. “Do you want me to escort you to health care?”

“I-I’m fine…” I said. Although I didn’t feel well at all. My headache was pounding intensely.

I just wanted to get out of here.

“Do you know where Professor Dock’s is?” I asked. I needed to talk to him as soon as possible…

“I get it, you want to organize the meeting with him,” replied the elk. “He’s on the balcony drinking his morning coffee.”

I thanked the worker and rushed away. Two halls to the right, one to the left… every hall looked the same… but I memorized them all.

In front of me were the glass doors leading into the outdoor balcony. I could see Professor Dock leaning against the railing with a cup of coffee in his hand. The sun was hovering over the mountains, shining in colors of yellow and orange. It was a beautiful sight, but I didn’t enjoy it. It only made my aching get worse. Professor Dock, seeming to have noticed me before I even wandered up to him, glanced over. “You’ve come for the meeting arrangements?” He asked curiously.

“I-I uh,” I was confused seeing that Professor Dock obviously saw the state of health I was in.

“I’m just joking,” chimed the professor jokingly. He turned over to face me and rested his coffee on a nearby table.

“So, how are you feeling today?” He asked, tuning his voice into a very serious matter. I shrugged quite unsure how I actually felt.

“On a scale from one to ten,” said Professor Dock, trying to make things easier for me.

Oh god… numbers

I hate them

I was never educated well as a child

They always seemed odd to me

“Um… probably an eight…” I replied hestitaly. Was that the right choice? Who was I kidding- I was going insane.

“Mhm” replied Professor Dock seeming to take notes in his head.

“What symptoms do you have?” He asked curiously. “Was it a headache like last time?”

Last time…

When was last time?

I don’t remember there being a last time…

Oh god… it’s probably my stupid memory

“Um… it’s like a headache. It hurts a lot though… and I’m also having constant nightmares. It’s like some voice is talking to me.” Those words spilled out of my mouth without hesitation. I was speaking the truth, but I didn’t want to.
“What kind of voice?” Asked Professor Dock glancing up at me. “What does it say to you?” I thought to myself trying to remember everything it told me this morning. “It was talking to me about how I-I- shouldn’t have left home,” the words came out again uncontrollably. Professor Dock seemed to have understood everything. “Well Blaze, I think the reason your having these headaches is because of anxiety. You regret leaving home, and want to change things. Your perfectly fine.”
I soothed down to his response, but something felt different

I didn’t feel fine

I knew I wasn’t fine

Before I could say anything else, Professor Dock got up and picked up his coffee. “Well, it looks like I need to get going. I have a meeting in about ten minutes. Come talk to me later, okay?” I nodded still processing his words in my head. He left me on the balcony, by myself… with my own thoughts. I tried remembering something happy… but nothing good came out.

All that came out were the bad memories

I call them the bad memories because their painful to remember

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Chapter Two: Bad Memories
(sorry this is a short one)

Walking down the streets littered with trash and cigarettes. A bat in my hand… chipped down to the bone. Those were the years… I was not just mentally ill…. I was bloodthirsty

I wasn’t scared to fight… even if it got me killed

How old was I again?

I think I was 15

… and my mom didn’t even know about any of this…

Neither did my sister…

I had no friends growing up…

The only people I considered close were the ones that I met at clubs…

I remember my drinking habits

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I think the only thing that kept me alive was my sister

I would come home from a stressful day… and she would be the first to greet me

She would show me all her books about astrology…

We would spend an hour or two with her telescope

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And then were was my mother

She hated me so much

I don’t know if it was because I reminded her of dad… or maybe it was because she just despised me

She ignored me… yelled at me… and eventually…

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She forced me out of the house

“Pack your bags now, you have two days to get out of my sight.”

“Where’s big brother going?”

“He’s not your big brother anymore…”

I couldn’t say anything…

I couldn’t even say goodbye to Fay…

I packed my bags and left the next morning

I didn’t look back…

I became a wanted criminal…

And then I was rescued…

I don’t deserve to be rescued…

I don’t deserve to be alive…

But I was…

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I think it was my sister

She was the one helping me

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And I think she might be alive

…

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I know she’s alive

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Chapter 3: Constallations

My daily routine at the lab is simple. Wake up, eat, and go to sleep.

And I like it that way

Sure it gets boring at times… but it’s a much better life than the one I’ve experienced before.

Professor Dock is a professor at the lab. He helps me with my mental issues. He’s the chairman of the department of shapeshifting, and also one of my friends. He spends most of his days going to meetings and leading experiments.

He doesn’t always have time to help me… but when he does have time, he normally chats with me…

They’re small chats…

One’s that he says will help me

And I think it’s helping me…

Just a little bit though

Sometimes I don’t think that Professor Dock is always telling the truth. I think he knows something’s going on but doesn’t want to tell me.


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I walked down the white tiled walls once again. It was 12:00 exactly and I was hungry. My headache had subsided by know, so it was easier to concentrate. Professor Dock wanted me to wait for him, so I was looking for him. He normally likes spending his days in this one particular room.

So, that’s were I searched for first. Walking up to the door, I could hear something going on inside. It sounded like two people were arguing…

No, wait

Professor Dock was arguing with someone

I don’t know who they were, but I put my ear up to the door. I could hear that they were both very angry. Whoever the other person was… they made Professor Dock outrageous. I couldn’t make out any words… except one sentence that Professor Dock was repeating.

“What have you done?”

It reminded me of what my mother used to say to me…

She would let out all her anger on me…

And scream at me for no reason

Of course, I never fought back or argued with her because I knew I would always lose.

But my sister never yelled at me

She never got angry…

Maybe it was because she was always so positive about life

Or maybe it was because of how I taught her

…my mother didn’t have enough money to send Fay to school

So I taught her myself

And I started by giving her some of my books…

And she’d pick out which one she wanted to read with me

She always loved reading about astrology

Something fascinated her about it

It could have been the constellations…

She always loved constellations…

I remember staying up late…

And looking at the stars through the telescope with Fay-

It seems like yesterday

But it wasn’t

And it’ll never be

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