Dark Side of Sanity

[Rhayeqasr]

She sat in the dark alleyways, alone and misunderstood. She could not escape herself, she was always under the control of him. Who was he? She didn't know. He sat in her mind, always threatening and controlling her. She feared him, that was for certain, and she could not disobey him. She was forced to listen, she was forced to obey, she was force to see and dream his every wish.

She was alone in this world, her only company being him. She did not live alone, others had accepted her into their lives, but her feelings, ideas, and words could not be expressed, for she was mute. The small voice in her mind, she often refered to it as him, was her only friend, the only person she could freely communicate with.

She did not think herself to be insane, or even strange. She was perfectly normal, it was him that was out of the ordinary. For it was him who told her stories, controlled her dreams, and nightmares. He was to blame. And dispite her hatred for him, she, still, dared not disobey him, for he had powers beyond any strech of the imagination, and he knew how and when to use them.

She heard something, footsteps was it? 'There coming to get you, my dear.' He whispered.

[Vyn]

Nejuseta wandered along the dark alleyways without a care in the world. This street was new to him, like all the other streets in this city, but Seta didn't bother to think about that. Unknown to him he'd walked them hundreds of times, the paths familiar to his paws but blank to his mind.

Abruptly the yellow feline pauses, his white eyes wide and startled as if he'd just been smacked upside the head. At exact moment his eyes fell upon the Insanity before him his mind was wiped utterly blank.

Wretched side-effects of being an Amnesia.

Shivering, confused as he always was when his memory wiped in front of a stranger (and, of course, everyone was a stranger once his memory wiped) Seta let out a low whine.

"Who are you?" He questioned, sounding more like a Paranoia type than the typical, forgetful Amnesia he really was.

[Rhayeqasr]

Her head turned sharply and she looked at the Amnesia with a questionable look. Her eyes looked with over with approval, and she raised an eyebrow. She had so many questions to ask him, so many things to say. But she was unable. However, he talked freely in her mind. 'Make him leave.' he growled. And she raised her other eyebrow.

She stood, examining the feline who presented himself. 'Make. Him. Leave.' The voice repeated. She must obey. But he looked strong, she was no match for him. 'I don't care how you do it!' He was merciless. She showed some teeth, and snorted, perhaps he'd get the picture? But she didn't want him to leave. She wanted company other than the bastardly voice in her head. But what choise did she have? She dared not disobey him.

[Vyn]

A little whine issued from the feline, head tilted quizzically at the questioning look he received? Why didn't she answer? Had he already done something wrong? Did it exist in those blank holes in his mind? A shudder coursed through him, hating the darkness in his memories.

He'd heard others in his cast speaking of them, enjoying talk of places been, things done...but he had none for his own. It was surprising he could ever recall the ghosts of what others had said to him on those rare occasions that he clung so viciously to it.

A tentative step forward, uncertain for she seemed halfway between wanting him to come and wanting him to go.

"I am... I..." He trailed off momentarily, before he could finally retrieve the name from the foggy depths. The one thing that stayed with him. "Nejuseta." He blurted, happy to have remembered.

[Rhayeqasr]

"Kaebi'Anasty" she mouthed through her canine lips. But she had never had the ability of speech, so she was unsure if the movements of her mouth acually formed her name. The voice in her mind laughed humorlessly. She knew this sound, for he was forming a plot, one that he would put in action through her. Freedom was something she may never posess.

She wondered if he knew, if he senced that she was what others called 'mute'. She should make it clear to him, but how. She rarely interacted with others back home, she had never had to explain that she could not communicate. Nah, why try? He'd figure it out eventually, if he hadn't already. 'Let him stay.' The voice muttered. And she sat back down on the ground.

[Vyn]

The Amensia took a moment, puzzling over the mouthed name. "Kaebi'Anasty?" He questioned, as perplexed as ever. Why hadn't she just spoken the name? Another wisp of thought.

"Are you mute?"

Another cautious step...closer, curious. Yellowed lynx-like crania tilted to give her a cautious sniff. She didn't appear to dangerous, but Nejuseta knew nothing of Types, couldn't retain what he'd learned.

A misery in and of itself.

But if this one was mute, she could not resent him for his shortcomings. She had her own after all.

[Rhayeqasr]

She nodded, answering both questions. Why was the voice refraining from his usual troublesome ways? She had not hallucinated once in Nejuseta's presence. She smiled, sniffing the Amnesia as he did the same. Her mind was silent, the voice was never silent. Her smile grew, for the first time in her life she felt normal.

Spoke too soon.

The voice snapped, and she jumped back, away from Nejuseta, and retreated into what resembled, a feetle position. She rocked back and forth, back and forth. She hummed in her mind, and the voice wildly cackled. Her silent screams went unheard.

[Vyn]

Nejuseta let out a frightened whine, what on earth? For once he almost hoped for the numbing forgetfulness. A shudder, but he worked up the courage to move forward, trembling on his black and yellow paws.

"Kaebi? Are you okay, miss?"

He was just a Puppet, regardless if he remembered his rank or not, what could he do? He was weak and she looked so much stronger...what was wrong?

Crouching down, laying beside her, a gentle nudge from the tip of his nose.

"Kaebi?"

He questioned again, lynx ears flattened back with hollow eyes wide and worried.

[Rhayeqasr]

She caught her breath as the voice continued to laugh wildly. She did not want to disturb him, she didn't want to frighten him. She drifted off, looking straight through Nejuseta and off into the distance be hind him. Memories and feelings flashed before her mind, the voice never stopped laughing.

She broke into tears and started bitting her paw, chewing to the bone. Bright, red drops of blood fell to the filthy ground. She stopped, staring at the blood, fascinated by the liquid.

[Vyn]

Nejuseta's white eyes were laced with anguish, and his whole frame shook beyond his control. He hadn't expected this, didn't know how to react, what to do. Nothing. Limited memory gave one a wretchedly small amount of experience.

The smell of blood excited his senses, but he tempered himself. Not one of his own, he was an Amnesia, not a Cannibal.

The puppet was frozen, unsure of how to react...of how to soothe her. Lightly he placed his paw over hers, guarding her from her own violence. Useless, he imagined, for it would only be the cause of his own pain. Yet...what else could he do?

He couldn't just let her gnaw her paw off. Seta was too sweet for that, even if he could be snippy at times.

[Rhayeqasr]

Kaebi shook under Seta's paw. She looked hypnotized by the thick, red liquid. She smiled widely, and silently laughed. Her eyes not leaving the blood, she paid no attention to the pain of her paw, or the blood still dripping from her injury. She watched the blood, she ignored all else, it did not matter.

After a moment, her eyes ripped from the puddle and glued themselves to Seta. She licked her lips and stood up. She smiled, as if nothing had happened.

[Vyn]

Another hopeless shiver, but the confusion was at least familiar. He suffered it everyday, multiple times a day even...but this anguish, that was new. Or perhaps it wasn't? Had he felt it before and simply lost it? He'd be happy to do it again.

"Are...are you all right now?"

Hope now, tinting his voice. He didn't want to see that again, didn't want to suffer the concern. Should he leave? Would she do it again? So many questions racing through his head.

He had risen with Kaebi, but now he sat down heavily upon his haunches. Unsure, overwhelmed by his own insecurity and all the while his mind drummed on 'What to do'?

[Rhayeqasr]

She began to lick her wound, her white fur stained by her own blood. After a moment of cleaning herself up, she decided to play with her company some more. The voice was no longer quite, and she was no longer in her right mind, which isn't to sane to begin with. She raised an eyebrow, and smacked her lips, making eye contact with Nejuseta. She made a fake apologetic look, and began to chuckle. This action looked strange, for she made no noise as she did so.

Her white eyes reflected in Nejuseta's. But her own looked mad, insane if you will. Her head seemed to be loosly attached to her shoulders, it rolled uncontrollably as she rocked back and forth, but her eyes stay fixed on Nejuseta. She began to chuckle again.

[Vyn]

Nejuseta's tentative smile was easily won. His empty gaze was tempered with relief, but the same emotion did not echo in her own. However, the soundless chuckle reclaimed the smile, wiping it from a flawlessly yellow muzzle.

"Kaera?"

He whined, she'd seemed so pleasant when he'd first encountered her. Now there was something seriously wrong. Not just her inability to create sound. The edges of his mind whispered something, and finally he caught hold of it.

"Insanity!"

He cried in realization, stepping back a few paces. Seta's mind was working better for the moment, but inside he knew it wouldn't last long. The foggy experiences, murky memories...all of it would retreat soon. For once it would be welcome, for once its embrace wouldn't terrify him...but until then, what?

She was far stronger, a vicious Insanity...would she kill him?

Her soundless laughter continued, unnerving the feline further. Seta was a timid creature at best, but his resolve was cracking faster than thin ice while his mind shrieked run.

[Rhayeqasr]

She sat, looking at the ground. Laughing, for the moment, has stopped. She gave an apologetic look to Seta, who was obviously terrified by her.... tantrum. One would think she was more moody than insane. She sighed and looked back at the ground, knowing that the Feline would not understand. The voice simply laughed at her, taking pleasure in her pain.

She had scared her only company who was willing to stay and make sure she was safe, but now she was unsure whether or not he would stay. 'You don't deserve company, my dear. Who would want to befriend you of all things?' She lowered her head yet again, wanting to scream and break free of him, but she knew that was not possible.