The Cursed and The Broken: Ricky Horror Fan-Fiction

Chapter 1: Creatures

A/N: BEFORE I START I GOT THIS IDEA FROM ANOTHER FAN FIC BUT IT WAS A ONE DIRECTION ONE BC MY FRIEND LIKES THEM AND SHOWED ME THE STORY OKAY! and also picture of how I imagine Rose to the side or if on a mobile device on top of the chapter.

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Rose's P.O.V.

I pulled my jacket closer to my body as the chilly air hit my skin. God I hate not having a car. I turned the corner and saw the asylum which was my work. Yes its true, I work in an asylum where sick, demented, and twisted yet smart men and women were sent for their brutal crimes. It paid well and I always wondered what was it that made them commit these crimes. Most of the patients I've helped had a hard life, enough to make you go insane. It was no wonder they committed those horrid crimes. I opened the door and felt the warm air hit my face. I smiled at my co-worker Cassandra.

"The new guy's coming in today so get into your uniform. QUICKLY." She said excitedly. I had remembered that today we were getting a new patient. The murderer of 6 women and 2 men. He skinned 3 of the women alive and the others he murdered and cut their body into smaller pieces. It was sick and demented for anyone to commit such a crime but for some reason I had a feeling it'd be somewhat interesting to get inside this man's mind. I walked to the room where we'd leave our stuff and put my bag into my locker and then quickly changed into the black scrubs we'd have to wear. I put my short black hair into a small ponytail and pulled down my black long sleeve from underneath my scrubs. I walked out to where Cassandra's usually working and saw her watching the patients in their little "living room" sorta it had three tables, four couches, a tv, and a CD player. Sometimes Cassandra and I would play card games with the patients but today she was sitting by the door with her fingernails at the edge of her mouth in an anxious way.

"Will you relax he isn't coming in till 2:00 PM." I chuckled as I leaned against the wall with her.

"I'm just a bit excited okay?" She laughed. I never understood why she would get excited over killers but I guess thats her. "Well we have two more hours till he gets here so chill out will you?" She giggled and nodded.

"I'm also kinda scared." She admitted.

"Why would you be scared? We've had people who've committed worse crimes come in. Why are you scared now?"

"Because he skinned the women ALIVE if that doesn't terrify you I don't know what will." She sighed.

"Yeah it is a bit scary but we're safe here. I'm sure of it." I smiled at her and she nodded. She had all black hair but previously had a bright red hair color and the other half black but the owner said she had to dye it a different color because it wasn't "professional". Clearly she was angry as anyone would be but the black hair suited her. (A/N: I imagine Cassandra as Ashley Costello in case anyone was wondering)

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"Rose you will show the new patient to his room. It'll be next to Fran's room." The owner or the man who ran this place said sternly to me. I nodded nervously and remembered Fran's room was room 206.

I walked over to the room the man would be staying in. Room 207. I unlocked the door and saw that the other "nurses" never cleaned this room so I began cleaning it as much as I could. I checked the room to make sure there was nothing this man could use as a weapon or for suicide. Very often the patients try to commit suicide rather than have to stay here. Once the room was all clear and clean I walked out and closed it. It was now time for our new patient to come in. I never found out his name but I would most likely find out soon.

We all walked outside onto the steps as the police cars came and many news reporters stood outside. A large black van that said POLICE in big white letters on the side pulled up. Two large men came out and opened the doors in the back and pulled out the man. His arms had been cuffed and his feet had been more loosely cuffed as well. He didn't make a fight like most of the patients did, but he kept his head down as news reporters screamed questions at him. Clearly the man didn't respond he just kept his head low until he was brought to the top step where I stood with Bryce, the man who ran this place.