Samantha's Path Of Redemption

Chapter III

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Samantha
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I felt tired and very dizzy. I futtered my eyes, getting up from a bed and looking at my surroundings. I was in some boy's room and it looked interesting, there were papers on the walls and figures.
"Hey, you're awake." I jumped at a voice, looking over to see a boy with glasses and a tray with water and something else. He looked nice and looked the same age as I am. I rubbed my eyes and my skin trying to wake up.
"Who are jou?" I asked softly.
"I'm Wilbert. I...I saw you lying on the ground when I was walking. I wasn't sure what happened."
"Oh. Vhere am I?" I mummer, getting up but sitting on the bed.
"You're in my house. Specifically, you're in North Carolina."
"North Carolina? Vhat is North Carolina?" I questioned, cocking an eyebrow.
"It's a state. I figured you don't live in America. The way you talk and pronounce words and all, sounds like your from Germany."
"Ja...Ja. Jour vright. I'm from Germany." I nodded.
"How did you come all this way though? It takes a while for you to move to one country to another." There was no way I could tell him the truth. The zombies, time travel, evil beings from outer space. It would all be too confusing.
"Vell I guess jou can shay I had friendsh zhat helped me to get me somevhere shafe."
"So you did run away. Where do you live-I mean, where "did" you live?" He corrected himself. I smiled. I felt warm inside. It wasn't love but just happiness and a very good conversation from a person that I've never met. A nice person. I giggled.
"Vell, I live in a manshion. It vas cold and somevhat grim in a way. Almost gothic."
"Wow. No wonder you looked so pale. What are you family members like? I bet they were harsh." I nodded softly.
"Ja. Pretty much. I didn't haf a very good childhood." I shrugged down, holding myself.
"I'm sorry." Wilbert apologizes.
"Don't vorry. I left. The reason I left vas I vanted to start a new life of mien own." I replied. I wondered how long this was going to last. The lie, probably not for long, but for now, this was the best bet.
"Wow. Well, welcome to United States of America. Here I give you some clothes and you can wash yourself. You've been through so much." Wilbert threw his clothes on the bed and walked out. I looked both at my hands, staring down at them. I felt different. I didn't have my powers and I felt no evil in my body. I think that's what I felt in the rift in space. I probably traveled in another dimension to here. I looked at the calendar and it said September 1984. Figured that time was different in dimensions. I knew that there was no way I was going to go back since I didn't have my powers anymore and that the fact I couldn't create a portal. Oh well, it didn't matter to me anymore. This was the start of something new and I don't ever wanna go back to the fight. I don't even want to fight anymore. I'm tired and sick of it, all for what? Well, obviously for revenge, but what good will it do? I thought to myself. I sighed and looked around. Right now, since I don't feel like I have any of my powers anymore, I smile at the idea and the thought of staying here, and think that I could start a new life, and perhaps learn from something here, sounded pretty promising to me. I could possibly even have a chance to find purpose and meaning in myself and possibly...going solo to find redemption. I don't know how I could even redeem myself. I hurt everything and everyone that existed, and I regret even thinking about it. That's how I was feeling...regret. I don't even know if it is too late for me.
"Here you go." I snapped and caught the yellow towel that he threw.
"Are your family some sort of old timers?" He asked looking at my outfit. I looked down and back at him. I nodded.
"Ja...I guess jou can say zhat." I realized that if I was going to change mentally, then I would start changing my appearance, and so I undo the blue ribbon and dropping it with both of my hands, feeling free from the dirty outfit.
"Woah, don't strip in front of me now." Wilbert jokingly called out. I immediately felt red.
"Oh! Mein bad! I'm shorry!" I cried, picking up my blue shawl and towel and ran out of his room. I went in the shower after turning it on and quickly getting in. The water was warm and it felt really great. I haven't taken a shower for god knows how long. I was trapped in MPD for so long and I felt really dirty just by coming out of it. After that I dried myself, feeling so clean for the first time in forever. I went out covering myself with the yellow towel, my hair still dripping with water. Wilbert began to notice me and was eyes widened.
"I-I'll leave so you can change. I stole my mom's night wear for you. You should be able to fit in those." He explained, scratching his hair. I smiled.
"Thank jou, Vilbert." I nodded, mummered softly and Wilbert left, nodding back with a grateful smile. I looked at the white two piece night wear and I began wearing it. Later, Wilbert came back with a large blanket that was rolled up. Unrolling it, it expanded pretty wide. I was surprised.
"Vow! Vhat is zhat?" I asked.
"What you've never seen a camping blanket before?" Wilbert asked. I shook my head.
"Nuhuh." I responded.
"Man, you and your family are strange."
"Jour vight about zhat."
"Do you guys ever go outside?" Wilbert asked. I gulped. Sometimes, me and my father would go outside to the market and shop and that was all. Since he was overprotective with me, I never experience fun, outdoor activities. I shook my head just in response, no words.
"I feel bad for you."
"Nein. It's alvight. I'm ushed to it." I spoke.
"Well your welcome to sleep on my bed. Tomorrow is the weekend so I can take you to the park where my friends are and I can introduce to you to them."
"That sounds great. Vhat time iz it though." I yawned.
"It's 11." He looked at a clock. It was a box-shaped glowing clock and was red too.
"Vell, I'm going to shleep."
"Oh speaking of, here." He gets up, walking over to the desk next to me and opening a pill container.
"Vhat is zhat?" I inched closer.
"It's a night pill. It'll help you at least get enough rest for what you've been through." I thought about it. I've been trapped in the MPD and I felt extremely tired of the imprisonment from the machine. I felt like it was the best for my health and perhaps my sleeping. I felt like I haven't been sleeping forever. I accepted the pill and swallowed it.
"Here, have some water." He handed me a glass and I began drinking halfway, finishing it and swallowing the fresh taste of water. Now that was refreshing. I sighed, handing him back the half-emptied cup.
"Thanks. Vell, I am shtarting to get sleepy."
"Same. Well, goodnight." Wilbert turned off the light next to me and became dark.
"Goodnight, Vilbert." I spoke, feeling very relaxed, I sink into the bed and coved myself in the blankets and fell fast asleep.