Supernatural: Book 3: Yin-Yang's Story

Chapter 19 - Adjustment

(Yin)

    After I had blacked out, I was alone. It was just me and my thoughts, for I don't know how long. It could have been hours, days, weeks. I couldn't hear anyone else, I couldn't see anything. I couldn't move, speak, breathe, or do anything else.
    I was first confused, wondering when I was going to wake up. I was still shocked from everything that had happened. I waited for something to happen. I needed to see Yang again. Or Light, or just whatever. It's possible that it was just dark here, wherever I was at, so I tried to move my limbs, but I couldn't. In fact, I don't think I could feel my legs or arms.
    Then I thought that maybe I just stuck in a dream, that was just a black abyss. Maybe this whole day was just a horrible dream. I wanted to wake up, hug Yang, and maybe just appreciate life a little more. Could Yang have been Light? It did make sense. Does she know about me? Since now I know I am dreaming, I will probably wake up.
    Oh, what am I saying? There would be no way that I would ever have this vivid of a dream. No dream would ever be this long. No dream would be able to replicate the city, my friends, my house, everything. I was starting to get worried. What had happened to me?
    Who was this guy? Why did he want to attack us? How did he get powers? Why was he also against Garrett and Lucas? Was this the guy who was teaming with Tuskai? Or was this the guy that gave us our powers? I was confused.
    I was stuck in worry, confusion, and hopelessness. Was this death? Did the guy just kill me because we would be both out of his way? I tried to wake up, screaming, moving, doing anything. I didn't want to be surrounded by my own thoughts, questions, and worries.
    Honestly, I didn't expect death to be like this. It is quite quiet though, kinda nice. It's too bad that now I am stuck in my own mind forever.

    I started to breathe suddenly, and I could start to feel everything again. It was so strange. Turns out I wasn't dead. After a few moments of silent waiting, again, I jolted to life. I sat up, and I looked around spastically.
    Everything felt different, everything I saw was different. I was in a room, on a bed. There were no windows. The room was mostly empty. I was wearing some sort of sky-blue nightgown. There were IVs attached to me. I was really tired and dizzy.
    I spotted Yang, on the other side of the room, in another bed. I tried to get up, but the IVs were holding me back, slightly. I ripped them off, I don't think I would need it anymore. I was doing fine.
    I ran towards Yang, which was painful, and I fell to my knees. I was a little bit weaker than I first expected. I got up, and tried to shake her awake. "Yang!" I said.
    She slowly opened her eyes, and looked at me. Her eyes moved, studying me, gathering information. "Who... are you?" She slowly asks.
    "Umm..." I nervously chuckle. "I'm Yin, don't you remember?"
    She takes a moment to study me more. "No." She says blankly.
    I keep chucking. Maybe she just has amnesia? Maybe this is just another dream? Can I just wake up from this horrible nightmare?
    "Why are you laughing?" She says, and slightly smiles awkwardly.
    "It's just..." I start laughing, and trying to make myself stop. "I don't even know where I'm at, I was forced to abandon my home, my sister doesn't even remember who I am, and... and..." I cover my face and start crying. I don't like to cry in front of anyone, but I don't know what's happening. I don't know what's happening to me.
    "It's okay. I don't know what you mean, but I'll be here for you. Who is your sister though?" She says.
    "You're my sister!" I said and started sobbing. Her expression changed from sincere to something between shocked and confused. "It's just, it's so confusing." I attempt to stop crying and bringing her down like this. If she really doesn't remember anything, then she shouldn't have to deal with this.
    "I'm confused too." She says.
    "Well, you're lucky. You aren't confused and traumatized at the same time." I replied, and wiped the tears off my face. This probably wouldn't be as embarrassing if I had Yang with her memories.
    "I... I guess I am." She softly says.
    "It doesn't feel safe here though. Maybe we should get out of here. This room is just too bland. It's definitely not some sort of hospital."
    "What's a hospital?" She asks.
    "You seriously don't know what a hospital is?" I asked. She knew what one was obviously before everything spiraled downhill.
    "No, sorry. What is it?"
    "It's like a place where-"
    "Two, get back to your spot!" Someone with a familiar voice says, and I turn around. It's the red-hair guy.
    He was taking care of us? Isn't he against us, or is trying to kill us? Wasn't he the one who helped, then betrayed Lucas and manipulated him into wanting our gems? Who is Two? "Huh?" Is all I said.
    "Yes, you!" He said, and started to stomp towards us. I ran back to my bed and sat down in it. I didn't want to see what he would do to me if he got to me. Yang hadn't done anything wrong, so he didn't come after her.
    "You guys shouldn't be talking, or even be awake. Two, you shouldn't have pulled out your IVs. That is dangerous! Both of you shouldn't be touching each other, neither of you are ready to be in contact with each other."
    "Well, maybe if I had some answers, then I wouldn't move so much. Like why are we here? Why has my sister forgotten about everything?" I start angrily rambling.
    "Maybe you shouldn't try and ruin everything!" He cuts me off. He pauses for a bit, and continues, becoming more forgiving. "But if those two questions will make you quiet, then I'll answer them. I can't tell you where you are, but it's far away from where you both once lived. And for your... sister... by the way you shouldn't call her that. But her mind was "erased". I don't think she could have handled it. Because of her personality, other experiences, that stuff.
    "Then why didn't you erase my mind too? I have also been through some stuff too!" I argued. It wasn't fair!
    "You weren't ready. Now no more questions. You will both lay down, and both of you will not speak." He says, looks at both of us with glares, and walks out the door. The door is made out of some sort of thin glass that shot up once something on the device that was on the wall that was pressed.
    I wanted to get out of my bed, get past the stained glass door, and punch him in the face. He was probably keeping us hostage. He probably has a ransom for us, for the superheroes of Minneapolis. But why? All of these points didn't connect together.
    Why were we both in beds, with IVs? Why haven't we heard about the outside world yet? Why would he put Lucas against us with force just so he can take us in later? Why was my head spinning? Why do I feel so weird? Why...?
    He had changed something inside both of us. I can just feel it. My mouth doesn't feel right. I can't feel my lungs expanding and contracting. My hands and feet are freezing. I also feel a lot lighter. He must have done something to us, or maybe just me, internally.
    I laid in bed for awhile, and at one point the guy came back in for the IVs, even though I was awake. That was weird. He didn't talk, and I didn't talk. After that, I waited again, probably for an even longer time.
    It was surprising to me that I didn't use the restroom at all. From the point from waking up to now. It would seem as if I would need to go to the restroom by now. I don't know how long I've been here, but it just seems unnatural.
    I'm also not hungry. Maybe it was just because of the IV, but I felt fine. Even though I felt lighter, weaker, and dizzier, I wasn't hungry, thirsty, anything. It was weird. It felt weird. I didn't like it.
    Eventually, the guy came back into the room. I wasn't happy to see him at all. "Get up." He said, I sat up, and Yang slowly woke up, and she yawned. She must have fallen asleep. He carefully took off my IVs, and then Yang's. I think that's a dangerous thing to do.
    "Follow me. Don't fall behind, and don't go into any other rooms." He said, and waited for us to get out of our beds. I let Yang go ahead. Maybe if there's a clear exit, I could grab her hand, and dash out of there. I could probably run and run and tell someone what happened.
    The guy had opened the glass wall again, and he walked out, then me and Yang followed. We all slowly walked down the hall. I looked around, trying to see if there was somewhere to escape. Unfortunately, there wasn't any. They were locked up by the glass wall, which I noticed now that they slightly glowed.
    We all walked, and the guy stopped in front of a room, which was mostly glass facing us. The guy entered something on the device again, and pressed his handprint against it. The glass disappeared, as it did in the other room.
    "Who are you exactly?" I said while looking into the room, and turning my head towards him, squinting at him.
    "My name is Cizen, but you don't need to know what I do or what I have done." He says, I think I had recognized that game before. "Now, both of you, go into your resting area. You guys will stay here. Now, I have things to do."
    "Like what?" I ask. I just wanted to get on his nerves. He's ruined my life, so I wanted to ruin his. Step by step. Even worse, he's basically ignoring the fact that he has kidnapped us! There's probably many people worried about me and Yang. There's probably search teams out there for me.
    It would be awesome if I had my gem right about now. I wonder where it went. Cizen probably has them, and will later use them for bad. To torture more innocent people, just for fun, something like that. At least me and Yang would have never attempted to use them for bad.
    "Things. Things that don't involve your irritating questions. Now in the cell."
    "Cell? Isn't it called a resting area?"
    "You can call it whatever you want, just get in."
    "Fine." I say, and walk towards Yang, who was already inside, looking around. Once I enter, the glass reappears, and Cizen turns around, and starts walking.
    By the way, what's with the tattoo?" I ask.
    He turns around. "What tattoo?"
    "The one on your eye. You didn't even realize that it was even there?"
    He pauses, and his expression changes. I couldn't see what he was thinking, and after a moment, he sighs. "It's nothing." Cizen turns around and starts walking away. "Make sure you don't touch the lasers, they can kill you."
    Oh, it's lasers, not glass. I'm glad that I didn't try to touch it. I rolled my eyes at him, and looked around our new room better. There was basically nothing in here, again. Only two beds were present, both which had a small pillow and a small, thin blanket. They both barely had any sort of mattress. I could tell that our stay here was going to be so comfortable.
    Cizen didn't come for the rest of the day. I could tell because the lights in the halls had turned off, and our room had become dark. I guess he signs off, like this is an office. I wasn't tired though.
    Yang had just looked around the whole time, most likely processing what had happened today. I wish I had something to do. I was bored, and I didn't like it. I didn't want to interact with Yang. Maybe she is just playing a really bad prank on me. Why would she play a prank in this situation though? She doesn't even play pranks, I do.
    I was scared, and now I am alone. I thought that everything would have been all better, or my worries would have been at least muffled, when I woke up. Now, I have to live with the fact that my sister, the only other surviving member of my true family, has forgotten completely about me.
    I would have liked to have known what she thought of me as a superhero. What she would have thought about me lying to her. Or what she would think if I had gained one of her powers. I could finally get answers. But Cizen just has to ruin everything and only add more questions on my mind.
    Yang yawned, which interrupted my train of thought. I'm glad that she is still sort of human. I miss Yang, not how she looked, or her physical existence, but her own self. She had experienced so much, it molded her into what she is today, or at least was before Cizen had to erase her mind.
    She walks over to me. "Can I sleep with you? Please?" She says with half-open eyes. I guess she is still as extroverted and unself-aware as usual. I scoot over, and she lays down. I give her the blanket and pillow. She may not be herself, but she has the same personality. She is still Yang, but without her memories. If we could ever possibly escape, then I would try to show her Minneapolis. Maybe she would remember. Maybe it's the same thing that had happened a couple of months ago, where she lost her memory with that dust.
    I rest my head on the wall, not wanting to touch Yang. She may be Yang, but it's like she is a different person at the same time. Cizen probably calls her One or Three. He didn't really say anything to her. I wonder if there's other people here like us. At least Cizen was kind enough to give us enough bed space, even though the mattress is basically cardboard.
    Everything had suddenly became dark, but my eyes had eventually adjusted. We were all still in the dark room. Cizen had came in the room, and his mouth moved, but there was no sound. All I could hear was a steady, slightly shakily breathing, and my heart in the background.
    All of us were still tied up, and I was able to see myself. It was like a camera was watching us, like in all of our other fights. Lucas wasn't there, though. Maybe he had already vanished, I couldn't tell.
    Light's emotions weren't showing up at the time, or maybe she was just trying to hold something back. I was looking at the ground, with my mouth slightly open, eyes darting round. I was at the moment of trying to process something. No one was moving, and Cizen turned around, and started walking out of the room.
    Light had suddenly stood up, and she had her bow out, aimed at him. He stopped, and didn't move. His feet were together, and his arms were at his side. I was able to see his expression, from cloudy, to blank, or determined. His eyes looked straight ahead.
    "Light. I know you are going through a lot now, but let's not end it like this." He had said without moving. Light kept her stance. "If you shoot me, it will kill me. But you and your friend will die also. You won't get any worth out of it."
    "Well then, what if I shoot her?" She says, and points it at me. I flinch, she wouldn't do that, would she?
    "She will die, but both of us will live. It's not like I needed her anyways, since you seemed to have abandoned your dependency."
    "Light. Don't do this." I say, her bow still aimed at me.
    "I can do what I want, I don't even know you! If I have to protect you from suffering like this, then I will!" She says, and everything goes black.
    "Both of you, wake up." Cizen says.
    "I need to do some tests to review how you both are doing." He says, I shoot up from bed, and look at him. Yang is already awake. It was all just a dream. Just a dream.
    I get out of bed quickly, and follow Cizen and Yang. We all arrive at an empty room. He motions us in, and we obey his orders. I was still dazed by what had happened in my mind. I know it was just a dream, but it felt so real, but so blurry, like what had happened that day.
    "So, how are you both doing?" Cizen asks.
"Good!" Yang says cheerfully. I don't know how she stays so optimistic.
    "That's nice, One. What about you, Two?"
    "I dunno."
    "Why don't you know?"
    "Well. First of all, you are treating us like we are your children. Second, you are totally ignoring that you had both kidnapped us!"
    "Anyways, let's begin..."

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    Today I had let both of them answer some simple questions about what they remembered, and what they think about being here. Two kept asking me why I wanted her answer, and One gladly agreed to answer. I'm glad that One was at least helping this time.
    I am slightly concerned about Two. Not exactly concerned, but I am a little bit worried about her health. She is not enjoying the change, as I expected, but I didn't foresee such a toll. I thought that she would have been fine due to her personality, but I guess not.
    When I woke her up this morning, she looked extremely startled. The activity in her Mindscape was immense, so I assume it was just a nightmare. Tonight, I peeped into her mind once she had fallen asleep.
    One was in there, and I was. We were both circling her, saying mean things. We rotated around her, faster and faster. She started closing her eyes, and putting her hands in her hair. After the spinning became too difficult to look at, her eyes opened, and they were all black. Then it just ended.
    It was disturbing; and I know it will interfere with her development, but there was nothing I could do about it. The only way she can calm herself down is by trying to resolve it herself. I can't help her with this one, and I probably won't be able to hold her hand for her entire life.
    She has also been showing some rebellious behavior towards me. I did expect her to sometimes refuse what I ask sometimes, but not this often. It's just like if she has any opportunity to insult me, she will. She would die to insult me one last time.
    I actually felt a little offended when she asked about the crack next to my eye, or as she calls it, a tattoo. Why would anyone get a tattoo like this? It looks stupid, I feel self-consious every time I am in the same room with them.
    This is why I hate working with children, such a nuisance. Attempting to get under your skin at any minute. Maybe I should just try to speed up their development again, so I can get them past their angsty stage. I would have to speed up both of them, since their relationship could be affected.
    It would, of course, be too risky to do. Doing it the first time was fine, they were younger. Like always, anything that I can do to help myself would only further damage their development. Just like how I can't help ease Two's misery. Erasing her mind could probably make her situation worse, being a more logical thinker. She would probably go insane faster than expected.
    It's past midnight, and I was going to sign off. I noticed that they go to sleep if they think all the lights are off, so I just shut the hallway lights off. I went to check up on both of them, and they were both asleep in the same bed, just like last night. Two was sitting against the wall.
    I noticed something. Under Two's eyelids, I could see some flickering. It wasn't bright, so I barely noticed it. It reminded me of her dream that she had. I blinked a few times to make sure I was seeing correctly, and I was.
    Maybe I was just hallucinating the lack of sleep, I don't know. This was the only time I hoped I was hallucinating. I hurriedly walked away though. Please, don't be what I expect. I cannot deal with that.