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The Patches (Chapter 1)

Heya, well, this is a bit of chapter of the Newest version of The Patches. Enjoy it. I'll be writing New Blood chapter 21, soon after this is up. I got bit of writer's block this month, so wait and see what happens at the end of the month. Bye for now.

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Chapter 1

'God, my head hurts', thinking to myself as my head ache, when I woke up, but still having my eyes closed in case if my glasses were off.

I could hear, people walking around in the area, I could feel that my gloves were off and that I wasn't wearing long sleeves or jeans. But shorts, a light tank top, a bed underneath me and something poking into my left arm.

"Where am I?" I ask, knowing that my doctor was in the same room as me. "Dr. Tasi". As then, the poking stopped a few seconds later.

"Hi, Patcheva. You are in a safe place now, don't need to worry you didn't hurt that wolf", Dr. Tasi's voice was to my right.

"Good and where exactly am I?"

"In a special school, with others that have powers, like yourself", he spoke; kindly.

I laugh a bit, "And why, am I here? I don't belong anywhere, not with my powers or my type of profile".

Dr. Tasi didn't say a word, but sigh a little.

"So, why am I here?"

"There's a group of teenagers that will help you, if you want it. But that's all up to you Ms. Fold", he stop. "Your foster parents are outside of the room, waiting for you to decide".

I open my eyes, to see that my dark sunglasses were on. I sat up and stare at him, "What do they want?"

"They want you to be safe and get help. There's a doctor that wants to meet you once you are ready".

"Dr. Tasi?" I stare at his dark brown eyes. "Who was that wolf?"

"He is Mr. Moonson, a werewolf that goes to this school. You'll meet him soon, I'll let Dr. Votet know that you are still getting ready".

"Thank you", then after that, I was left alone in the white room.

I let my head fell back down onto the pillow, 'Well, done Patches. You'll in a special school now, both foster parents want you to stay here and your doctor wants you to meet another doc. How nice?'

I close my eyes to rethink of what happened to make me end up in this place. 'Well, you did just kill a man', thinking to myself. 'Yeah, I did. By using my dangerous eyes and stopping his heart, by accident'.

'Well, done. For having no control over your own eyes', still thinking to myself, then snap out of it when I heard a knock at the door.

"Patches, sweetie. Are you getting dressed?" I open my eyes to my foster mom's kind voice.

I sigh, as I sat up slowly and look to were my clothes lay; on a white chair across form the bed. "Give me a few minutes, mom".

"Okay, honey", my foster mom, was a kind and caring person, who was married to my foster dad, Mr. Fold. An man, that knew my birth mother and biological father who was an famous doctor when I was just a baby.

I stood up, as I grabbed my clothes and turn to my right to see myself in the mirror that stood six feet. 'I still have no idea, who my real parents were like. I don't remember them that much, did they loved me before my mother died and father left me forever', thinking, as I stare down at my body and the patches that covered me form my neck to my feet.

I sigh, as I got dressed, covering all of my patches on my skin with my sleeves, gloves and then my hoody. My skinny jeans, with long socks that almost came to my knees and boots that were always a bit difficult to get on with my skinny's. An scarf around my neck, that hid my patches on my neck, I fixed my hoody and sun glasses before opening the door after I took down my bag on the hock.

Once I step out in seconds my foster mom wrap her arms around me into a gentle hug. "We were so worried, Patches".

"I'm sorry, mom", I told her in a calm voice, as I felt her life energy inside her body.

"It's okay, at least you are okay now", my foster dad spoke, then hug me for a bit as well.

I nod my head, "Sorry for what I did".

"It wasn't your fault", she spoke; kindly.

"No, it wasn't", he agreed with her.

"Let's go and meet that doctor, I hope you will like her a lot", she told me, then held onto my left hand for a bit. "Everything is going to be alright now, my dear".

"Dr. Votet will help you out if you plan on staying here".

I slowly nodded my head as I understood what he was telling me. Then, before I knew it. We were off to see the doctor, leaving behind what just happened back there and in the past of me killing that man who tried to kill my loving foster parents.

'This is going to be a long day', I thought, as we walk through a long hallway until we stopped at a door that said School's doctor.