Rosabelle's Lost Story

✨EXTRA✨

Name: Skye Goddess (Current: Spikes the Dragon)
Age: 16 (Age of death (Current age: Unknown))
Fav colour: Blue/Green-ish
Sign: Pisces

Likes: Rose and Jack (her parents (how sweet))
Hates: The doctors

Character: Kind, joyful, energetic (Now: Still the same, nothing changed)

Story

Unfortunatelly, Skye dissapeared at the age of 16. Rose and Jack were worried ofc but weren't able to find her. No single clue... No single hint... Skye was kidnapped on the way back home from school... She woke up, finding herself in a white room with white clothes on, chained on a wall. On the wall next to her was a huge mirror. She started panicking and tried to wiggle out of the chains but was unsuccessful... She started crying... Fear filled her and the tight chains blocked all the blood that should go to her wings... They felt numb and looked blue-purple-ish (even tho they are supposed to look grey)... Some doctors kept torturing her until she eventually... Died...
The doctors dragged her corpse to a special room with a robot. It was a huge dragon-like robot with a green-blue sheme. They opened the robot and stuffed Skye into it.
A few years passed by and she was... Alive?!
She woke up in a huge room, standing on a round plate, a lot of stuff to play with around her. Kids suddendly ran in there and a few even walked to her. The kids shouted a weird name at her. It was. Spikes? She was forced to perform for the kids. She couldn't do anything against it. Her body just moved by itself.
More years passed by and she started to get used to it. She was happy that the kids were happy. She started caring for them, just like a mother would do. Or, just like her mother Rose would do.
One day, a kid went to her and asked her questions. She answered calmly but still kinda energetic. The kid went to her more often. She came every single day. One day the kid said she wants to play with her. Spikes had to say that she sadly can't go away. She already tried so often but hands from a tube in the ceiling grabbed her and pulled her back to the stage. The kid got sad and grumpy. She sat down on the floor, mocking the words Spikes said. Spikes apologized and said that the kid just could drag a game to her. The kid got happy and exited, went to one of the games and pulled it to Spikes. It was TikTakToe. They played 3 rounds, Spikes let the kid win ofc. The kid was very happy but then tge nightguard said that he needs to close the place and that everyone needs to go home.
Instead of going to the door, the kid went to the bathrooms and hid in there, waititing for it to be empty. She then went back to Spikes. Spikes was struggling with the hands. She tried to go away but the hands pulled her back. She managed to get out of the grip from the hands but one of her arms ripped off. Spikes cried. She felt the pain. The hands were hanging with the arm. Blood dripped out of the arm, a bone and flesh was able to see inside the arm.
The kid got scared of what she saw and cried. Spikes noticed her cry and looked at her. The kid took a step back. Spikes tried to calm her down, being in pain still. She told the kid to not look at it. The kid closed her eyes and ran to Spikes, hugging her tight. Spikes hugged her back with only one arm. The kid cried and asked if it hurts bad. Spikes lied and denied. The kid knew she was lying and told her not to. She then said the truth but then said that the kid shouldn't worry. The kid calmed down a bit.
Spikes then asked her why she is here and not at home. The kid said she wanted to keep playing with Spikes. Spikes giggled. She went to the hands and pulled her arm put of their grip. She threw it in the trash in the kitchen. She got bandages and tried to wrap them around her wound, it hurting bad. The kid went to her and helped, making it as tight as possible so it doesn't keep bleeding. The kid got the game 4-wins. They played a few games. An hour later, the kid fell asleep on Spikes lab. Spikes patted her head and turned herself off.
Hours later, she woke up again, the sun up, shining through the windows, brightening up the place. The nightguard stood infront of her. Spikes protected the kid, not allowing him to take her away from her. The nightguard took a few steps back, showing Spikes that he won't harm her or the kid. The guard looked at her arm, asking her what happened. Spikes said nothing, looking at the hands that were still hanging, a bit of blood on the fingers. The guard asked where her arm went. She looked at the kitchen, still saying no single word. The guard went there, got her arm and went back to Spikes. He asked if he is allowes to fix it. She just nod, patting the kid's head. The guard then repaired her arm. Spikes said thanks. The guard told her that she need to go back on stage, since he needs to open the place in less than a half hour. Spikes had no other choice so she gave him the kid and went back on stage, ripping down the hands and throwing them away.
Years passed by. Her arm healed and she saw how the kid grew up. She was 14 now but still was full of joy and still went to Spikes. She saw Spikes like she were her mother. Spikes cared for her the most. The kid even started to stay with Spikes more often. Spikes was free from the hands and was able to play with everyone that came and wanted to play. Spikes now stayed there for eternity but the kids never stopped having fun, even as adults they came and played with her.

The End. Not.