His Past.

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The year was 1803. Neptune was wandering around and felt someone grab his arm. He saw as his younger brother was pulled away too. The person who grabbed them made them pass out.

Neptune saw X’s face when he woke up. He felt weak and sick. He looked at X and saw the damage to his face. X was crying and Neptune pulled him in, and with his last bit of strength, said, “I love you” to his brother for the last time. Neptune passed away like that.

X was tortured and hurt extremely until his body gave up and he couldn't stand it anymore. His eyes closed and he passed away, ready to see his brother again.

The year was now 1810 and Neptune was in the toy store. He noticed someone walking over. She held him gently and asked someone something he couldn't understand. He did hear something about him getting to stay with someone for as long as possible. He was excited and very happy about it.

A month later, the girl was hugging him. She brought him everywhere she went, never leaving her behind. Her name was Alice Zialé. Her parents spoke fluent French and English and they still lived in France. She had big eyes, one green and one gray, with ginger hair and blonde hair tips. She was 6 years old and would turn 7 in two months. It was a hot and rainy day and no one wanted to go out anywhere, so they were stuck at home. Alice and her parents lived together in a large mansion. Alice's room was in the attic. She had a younger sister (age four) and an older sister (age 9).

Alice was hugging Neptune gently while she cried. Her dad was yelling at her mum and wouldn't stop. She was realising that her parents didn't love each other anymore. She was scared and heard a loud stab. Then someone was running toward her and slammed into her, stabbing her too. She ran up to the attic and felt lightheaded. She hugged her doll one last time, hid him, and fell backwards, then she passed away.

Now the year was 1824. Alice's sister went in, looked at her room, and started to cry. She was moving out and was taking her sister with her. She then took a picture of the whole family and left. He was in the picture too.

In 1894, someone went into the room. They looked around and went back down the stairs, causing him to be alone. They then went back up with a few other dolls and left again.

Neptune felt a tap on his hand and opened his eyes. He saw someone who was a pale, dull, teal sitting in front of him. He couldn't move, but the pale one knew what was wrong, and said they might need to fix it soon. He agreed and the pale one pushed him on his back and pulled out a small blade and stitches, with a sewing needle and a few other things.

The pale one stitched his body up and said he should sleep. Neptune said he couldn't sleep at all, let alone move. He was sore and felt a little sick to his stomach from seeing the blood coming out of his body (he can't handle blood that well), but he'd be fine.

Neptune rested his body against the corner of the attic, the one furthest away from anyone. He didn't know who the others really were, but knew he couldn't be alone forever, right ?

1923. It had been 29 years since he went to that corner he still rested in. Uranus sometimes went up to him, but it was rare. His sibling (X) would also go up to him. They had gotten news that someone new was moving in, and that they would need to be like normal dolls again. Neptune was very nervous, especially since he didn't want to be hurt again. The stab wound wouldn't heal because it was too large and would need to be stitched back together.

1924. The new people moved in. The dolls were all hiding in the attic so they wouldn't be seen or anything. Neptune was hidden behind everyone because he would need to be protected so he would live (the injuries would kill him if he gets too stressed, angry, upset, etc.). He had to hold back the coughing and he struggled with it a lot. His condition was only getting worse. Slowly, but it was still worsening as time went on. If it doesn't get fixed soon, it'll be over.

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