Yeah, so... where to start? It had been two months since the whole Sheath fiasco and a lot had changed. For one I was now a spy. For another I lost my job, and to top it all off I had to share a mind. Though I may be getting ahead of myself, how about we go back? You see, about two months ago Sara Raft came to me and told me about some terrible problem that threatened to destroy Earth. then she told me where Wade Howlett was hiding. She wouldn't tell me her source, but she did send me into their base so I could spy on them.
I haven't painted in a month, but what was worse was that I got no sleep. You see me and Sara figured out that Sheath was triggered by me closing me eyes. which meant if I wanted to control her I had to keep my eyes open. I can't sleep. I can't. If I do Sheath will kill everyone. My name is Yukino Pichelli and I need... sommmme sleep.
Looking back, I was bound to screw up. The human body needs sleep. I remember being dragged into Wade Howletts office (which was really a curtained off corner, but that's not important). Wade was a tall, scraggly, thirty something year old man Who hadn't shaved in quite awhile so he had hair everywhere. Just wild hair growing every which way. He smelled like old cheese, which I was told that was all he ate, but what I immediately noticed about him was: despite all his hair his ears still managed to stick out.
"How long did you expect me not to know?" he asked me in his curtain office. At first he seemed so calm, so serious. Then he threw his head back and cackled like a hyena! "I'm a freakin' mind reader girly! You can't hide anything from me!"
I didn't say anything to him. Though it wasn't much help. He really is a mind reader.
"You've been here for two months. Sara trained you to clear your mind, and you can't sleep or the ninja in your head will kill everyone correct?"
I didn't say a thing.
"I am correct." he said triumphantly. "You know my dear, you really are an interesting person. Seeing as how you have two minds to read."
Then he stopped, and looked at the guards, "Do we have a dungeon?"
"No sir?"
"Do we have a basement?"
"Yes?" The guards seemed just as confused as I was.
"Then throw her in there." Both guards nodded and stood me up. Then they started to walk me downstairs. I didn't struggle. I didn't even try. Sara had taught me so many different things and one of those was how to pick my battles. Even Sheath couldn't take on a full warehouse of thugs. They did throw me into the basement and I do mean threw. It took all my willpower to keep my eyese opened as I tumbled down the stairs.
"GAHH!!!" I screamed. When I landed flat on my back. I lay there for awhile and wondered what I was doing with my life. Then I sat up and looked around me. I've been down here since.
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