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Name: Jaiden Breckenridge
Age: 28
Race: Human
Bio: Imprisoned for life in an asylum for murdering 5 men, including 3 jailmates from a previous prison. Jaiden is shut away in his own cell, barred from any contact with the outside world. He used to be a promising student, studying in philosophy. No one knows why he went into a breakdown, and he refuses to open up to anybody.

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Cold. Cold, alone. That's all there is, as I sit here. Could it comfort me today? Hasn't yesterday, so why should it? Never could, that's why. It's all I have though. I hate it. Despise it. I want out. Now. Wires bind my hands. Feels like wires, always has. They can't hold me forever with these wires, chubby old white-coats. Wires break down over time. Everything does. Everything.....

Jaiden rocked back and forth, eyes closed and head tilted back. He sat in the center of the small dimly lit room with his arms bound by a straitjacket. The room was almost bare, save for a couple blankets folded in the corner. Jaiden was only allowed out of the jacket at night to sleep on those. Otherwise, the man stayed bound no matter what, even when eating or using the hole in the other side of the room. The thin material wrapped around his middle allowed him that.

Name: Hope Levesque
Age: 25
Race: Human
Bio: She used to be a Princess until she was forced to marry a man. She had to deal with abuse in her life, the King Hope had married was a drunk and a heartless bastard. Her name might have been Hope but she was pushed to a point where she could no longer see or be hope. She was broken, Hope killed the King in order to save her life. She gathered up enough courage to run away from the kingdom. She coloured her hair and now resides in the old Asylum helping out people, some that have been deemed crazy but she knows are not and others pretending to be crazy to save their lives. No one knows about her dark past and how it has disheartened her, she tends to be kind to people but can be rude. She takes no nonsense from men anymore.
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Hope's eyes were dim, no smile appeared on her face. She was the opposite of hope, she was despair. Despair and Pain. Hope wondered why she was still even living, she should be dead right now atleast that way she didn't need to feel the pain every single waking day of her life. Even when she wasn't awake and talking to the people here, she was hurting when she was asleep she saw him every day in her sleep..he was hurting her, calling her names.

Hope knew if the images kept up any longer she would be getting her own cell and strait jacket. She had been assigned to a new person today, his name was Jaiden. She had pills and water for him, his cell was dark as the door creaked open its hinges protesting. "Jaiden..?" her voice was soft and kind as she called out his name.

Jaiden paused and opened his eyes wider. He looked to the door with a strange crooked smile.

New smell, eh? New voice. Soft. A woman. Nothing but a sex toy. I'm sure of that. Sure. Brainless breasted thing. Let's see how long before she screams. She will scream. Oh, will she scream. No matter what...

"Bring them here, love. I've been waiting of you. A long, long time," he added in a raspy voice. He stared at her intently, his long toes curling backwards and forwards.

Hope walked in cautious, waiting till her eyes adjusted to the minimum amount of light in the cell. She saw a man in the corner, when his smile sent shivers down her spine. She saw he was in a strait jacket. They had told her nothing about him, except to be careful why? Because he was one of their most dangerous patients.

Hopes hands quietly shook, the tray she was holding was made of metal and very cold. The girl balanced the steel glass on it, the vibrations of her fear making beautiful sounds as they bounced of the glass making it ring. Hope gripped it tighter hoping that would stop the glass from shaking with her.

She made her way to Jaiden and sat down beside him on her knees. She had the pills in her hand and she looked at Jaiden in a pleading way that showed how scared she was and she just wanted this to be over. Her voice was once again soft as she spoke, "Will you please open your mouth Jaiden" she searched for his mouth with one hand and put her fingers under his chin so she wouldn't lose it while she gave him his pills. Waiting for him to open his mouth she looked around the dark cell, it was eerie.

Jaiden's grin grew wider at seeing her shake, her fear giving him his own sort of joy. Fear from others was what fed his soul, kept him alive when nothing else seemed to. She was no different in his eyes. Just another worm to taunt and torture, like every other do-gooder who dared to step in here.

As soon as her eyes left his face, distracted by the gloomy surroudings, Jaiden instantly dipped his head down and bit hard into the tips of her fingers. Blood formed over his lips and he jerked her hand to the side, sending the pills scattering. Then just as quickly, he let her go, leaning back to laugh at the ceiling as blood ran down his chin.

Hope let out a scream, her eyes horrified as she looked at Jaiden. Her hand was now throbbing with immense pain she pushed her finger in her mouth sucking on it too soothe the pain. Her urge to cry was strong, but she knew if he saw her crying he would deem her as weak...no she couldn't afford to be weak in front of another man.

Hope slapped Jaiden, not hard but she hoped he understood never to do that again. Atleast not with her around. She felt around the dark room for the pills. When she thought she had most of them she again gathered up her courage and put out her injured hand under his chin and pushed the pills into his mouth. Next she pushed the brim of the glass to his lips tipping it so he could drink she made sure it was going into his mouth and not all over him.

Jaiden was a little taken back by the sudden slap. No tears, no wailing...just the sharp blow to his face. Something sparked in his memory at that. A blur of a moment, and another women's voice. Strong and clear.

What is this memory...?

Before Jaiden could properly think on that though, he was brought back to reality by a firm hand on his chin. He stared up at her as if in a daze as he passively accepted the pills and water. It all mixed with the blood in his mouth into a nasty taste. He managed to swallow it all, then wrenched his chin out of her hand as he coughed a little. A guard peered around the door curiously to see what the commotion was about, and almost instantly the cold, haughty expression took over Jaiden's face. He smirked at the guard, showing every bit of his bloodied face. The guard's eyes narrowed and he stepped in, slipping out a thin bat from his belt.

Hope watched him curiously, she wondered what had caused that sudden outburst. She wiped his chin gently of excess blood, "I am sorry if the pills tasted gritty. I should have wiped them first. Would you like some more water?" her voice was firm yet gentle. Her finger still throbbed with pain, she watched with angry eye as the gaurd made his way into the cell.

Hope shook her head at the gaurd, "that won't be neccessary, I just..cut my hand on the sharp edge ofthe tray. It's my fault I should have been more careful about it." she said softly. Hope hated to see people getting beaten, it reminded her of her past only she could relate with the pain. She gulped as she saw the bat come out, she shook her head to snap out of the trance that she was stuck in she could only wish he wouldn't beat Jaiden.

"Ya don't need ta cover up for 'im," the guard said in a deep voice. "Does this all ta time. Just needa good beatin' is all," the guard added, tapping the bat against his leg as he came closer to Jaiden. The guard nudged Hope aside as he raised the bat, ready to bring it down on the bound, skinny man. Jaiden quickly started to scoot backwards with his feet, but he wasn't fast enough to escape the guard. The bat came down with a crack across Jaiden's knees, causing the bound man to cry out like a wounded dog. The guard didn't let up a bit though as he brought the bat down again and again.

Finally the guard stepped back from Jaiden's trembling body and turned to Hope. "Go get tha' taken care of," the guard said with a gesture to her hand. "I can take care o' 'im from here." As soon as the guard had turned his gaze away from Jaiden, the bound man ceased trembling and fixed the guards head with a murderous glare.

Hope let out a small scream as she saw the guard beating Jaiden. Before she knew it she felt her cheeks burning with tears, she wiped them away when the guard talked to her. Her glare was icy cold, she clenched up her fists again the skin stretching and her wound opening up again.

She felt hot blood trickle down her finger, "I told you not too.." her voice was cold and rude without the least bit of gentleness. "I'm big enough I can take care of my hand myself! If I ever see you beating Jaiden while he is under my watch, I'll make sure I have your job!" her eyes flashed with anger.

She turned her back to the guard and made her way back to Jaiden. Hope grabbed the glass of water and tipped it into his mouth again.

The guard simply rolled his eyes and stuck the bat back into his belt. "Watch yourself ma'am, or ya'll find yourself joinin' 'im in here if ya keep that up," he said as he turned to leave. The guard slammed the door as he left, then all soon was quiet. Jaiden dodged the lip of the glass she held to give an angry scream at the door, which was only answered by an echo and a far off responding scream from another patient. Then Jaiden turned away from Hope to press himself against the wall, curling up into a fetal position and muttering to himself.

Hope said nothing, she knew the guard was half right any ways so what was the point of meaningless argument. She gasped as the cool water spilled slightly onto Jaiden, she steadied the glass before the water drenched his strait jacket. Hope watched a slight frown disturbing her young features, she walked over to Jaiden and hoisted him up. "Are you okay Jaiden? Does it hurt much?" she asked him quietly. "Would you like me to bring you some ice?" Hope tried once again, but it was again a fail. He remained quiet and she sat there awkwardly. Her arms still around his shoulders a distressed look crossing her face.

Jaiden tensed at Hopes arms around his shoulders, but made no move to squirm away or fend her off. His muttering ceased, and he stared at the delicate hand on his shoulder, the wound on her fingers still fresh. Then his eyes traveled up her arm to her face. His eyes darted over her soft features, taking it all in before speaking again. "I bit you. You aren't mad. Why? You should be." He completely ignored her questions, fixing her with an intent stare instead as his toes curled in and out.

Hope managed a small grim smile and shook her head. She helped Jaiden get his back against the wall so he wouldn't fall over, she made sure he was propped up good before she turned her attention to his knee. Hope tapped his muscular knee gently checking for any broken bones, sighed before speaking, "I'm not mad, I probably scared you. Plus people say I have more patience than needed with in me." she said shaking her head.

Jaiden frowned, tensing as Hope touched his knee. He jerked his leg away before returning his eyes to her face. He didn't know what to say to that at first, which was a new thing to him. This woman confused him to no end.

Won't call for help. Won't run from me. Stupid woman. I could kill her easily. Right now, yes. Too trusting. Why trust me? What did I do? Gah. I hate this. She's too strange...

"Not scared," Jaiden snapped back. "I mean't to do that. You should've ran away. You're strange."

Hope flinched slightly when he suddenly jerked his leg away. "Sorry, I was just checking if anything broken" she muttered to him. She quickly pulled her hands onto her lap and met his eyes for a brief second. Then looking down she started to awkwardly twidle her thumbs. She had bags under her eyes, this was the second week in a row that she hadn't slept, and even if she did doze off it wasn't for more than three or four hours at a stretch.

Hope laughed a muted laugh, "Well I guess that makes the two of us. Both of us strange, alone, misunderstood and taken for granted" she told him with a shrug. Hope looked at Jaiden again, this time meeting his eyes with an innocent stare. She knew the look in those eyes, they were desperate for someone, a friend even though he would never admit it she knew Jaiden was lonely.

"Puh, you have a home. Go back to it, get some sleep," Jaiden trailed off, looking away and fidgeting inside his jacket. He tried scooting away from Hope along the wall. He wouldn't admit it, but the woman was giving him an odd feeling. Caring, he thought it was. He hadn't felt that in a long time, and he didn't like it much. It made him feel even more confused.

He made his way over to the blankets folded in the corner and nudged himself behind the pile, hoping she would get the message and leave. He wanted to be alone to think. He used his toes to maneuver the blankets around, scooting himself into the corner and pulling the bundle in front of him.

Hopes eyes welled with fear as she recalled her past, she snapped out of it when she realized where she was. She had a new life now, "Your wrong. I too am alone like you, I had a happy home once before..but that was long before him." Hopes voice was a scared whisper as if he could leap out from her words and start abusing her. For the first time since she had entered the cell her eyes were scared and had a pained look in them.

She sighed when she saw Jaiden scooting into the corner. Hope took off the thread bare cloak from her back and placed it around Jaiden. The cell was cold and dreary, she got the message that he wanted to be alone and she didn't wish to disturb him any further. "I'll be back again later with foodfor you too eat. I hope you feel better by then, and if your injuries still hurt please call for me. My name is Hope just incase you did not know. Though I doubt I seem like anything but that right now" she said with a quiet dark laugh she opened the cell door and looked at Jaiden in the corner for a moment and then walked out closing the cold creaky door behind her.

Jaiden waited for a few minutes after Hope at left, then scooted the foam aside and moved out from the corner. He was curious if she knew that another woman, Elaine, usually brought him food. Not that he wouldn't mind Hope feeding him over Elaine, of course. The other woman always wanted to sketch strange pictures of him, none of which he found flattering. She was slip of a woman, just like Hope, but she was pig faced and carried a small whip in a hidden pocket, out of sight from the guards and their searches. He hated that whip above all, even more than the slow talking guard assigned to his cell.

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Dinner time came around to find Jaiden laying on his back in the center of his cell, staring at the ceiling. Thoughts of Hope had taken root in his mind ever since the woman had left earlier. But those thoughts were driven out of his head by the familiar footfalls of wood-soled boots coming toward the door. He immediately scrambled up and wiggled his way toward the corner were his bed was. He had just gotten hold of the blankets with his toes when the door creaked open, and a high pitched voice greeted him.

"Good evening, my little Jay-Jay. I have some nice veggies for you," Elaine cooed. She was a woman of average height, blonde, and well endowed, but not at all attractive in Jaiden's eyes. He spat in her direction and turned his back, facing toward the corner. She clucked in disapproval as she came toward him. "Now now, Jay-Jay. Be a good boy..."

Hope had gone to get Jaiden his food when she was informed that some one else was assigned to feed him. Hope was confused, a slight warm feeling came over her cheeks as she flushed and pink formed on her cheeks. She felt positively stupid now, "Oh.." she muttered as she walked away her head buzzing.

'Maybe I should take his pills to his cell' she thought as she rubbed her eyes. Her eyes were drowsy and she knew if she didn't get his night pills now she would soon be fast asleep and she couldn't afford that because if she forgot to give Jaiden his pills she would screw up, and if she screwed up she would be dismissed from this job, and if she was dismissed she would have no where to go and the people from her previous kingdom would find her. Hope shook her head, she could never afford to be found she was an outlaw now and she knew that very well.

She walked down the dark hallway to Jaiden's cell, she took extra pain in muting her steps. Hope inched on slowly to his cell, she felt like if she created noise while walking the whole Asylum would come crashing down. She shuddered silently in the eerie quietness, she felt eyes of the guards on her and her steps grew quicker.

Hope looked at the guard beside Jaiden's cell, she gulped. Ever since her old husband - though she would never admit it to anybody - she was afraid of being alone with certain types of men. She walked past the guard and carefully opened the creaky, cold door with one hand while trying to balance the tray in the other. She walked in standing at the opening of the gate letting the light flow in as she stood there waiting for her bright, sad eyes to adjust.

Jaiden pushed his way to his feet and went in wide arc around Elaine as soon as he saw Hope standing in the doorway. Luckily, he was too fast for Elaine to draw her whip this time. He made it to Hope and nudged his way behind her, hiding his face in her hair. Elaine stared for a moment, whip in hand, then laughed and quickly tucked it away again.

"Well, didn't know Jaiden would be special enough to have two looking after him. Glad to meet you, I'm Elaine," she introduced herself, holding out her hand to Hope.

Hope was surprised when Jaiden ran behind her, she let out a little gasp. She had almost lost the balance on her tray and was quickly trying to regain the balance when she saw why Jaiden had run behind her. Hope's eyes instantly hardened from the soft, gentle expression she had before she saw the whip.

Hope's eyes followed the lady's hand as she tucked the whip away. Her eyes were icy and emotionless as she met Elaine's eyes, she nodded her slender neck once. "My name is Hope" she said trying to bring back the softness in her voice but failed to do so, she balanced the tray in one hand and extended her empty hand forward Hope's back still barring Jaiden from Elaine's view. She shook it and let her hand go quickly because she could feel the tray tilting.

Elaine only chuckled at Hope's cold tone. "Don't be fooled by Jay-Jay, I'm not that much of a monster. We hang out all the time so I can make sketches of you, right Jay-Jay?" Elaine cooed again, leaning to look around Hope's shoulders. Jaiden kept his face buried in Hope's hair, not wanting to meet the woman's eyes. He barely knew Hope, but he did know that she would stand up for him.

Elaine sighed and shook her head. "Silly Jay-Jay. Anyway, since you're here, why don't you help me get a sketch of him?" Elaine suggested, reaching into her belt pouch to draw out a slip of parchment and charcoal pieces. "All I need is for him to get out of that jacket. I'm thinking of using his skirt-thing as a dramatic sort of robe wrap."

Hope shook her head angrily, "You people don't get it do you? You are here to help him not to beat him senseless every time he doesn't listen to you! He's still human, it hurts him to get beaten. We're suppose to watch over them and if we can help them regain their sanity!" her fists were clenched and her delicate face was frowned, the lines in her forehead making her look a bit older than she truly was. Hope took a moment to calm down, closing her eyes in the dark dreary cell before opening them again. "I suggest you give Jaiden his dinner, he must be hungry" he voice was softer and much kinder now. She knew she would be loosing it soon if she didn't pull things together.

Hope made a face as if some one had shoved something unpleasentndown her throat. "You want to sketch him?! Does Jaiden even want to be sketched?! I mean, you are making him sit in front of you like an animal so you can get some pleasure out of sketching him!" Hope shook her head. "I cannot allow that unless Jaiden wants too of course" Hope turned around gently so she didn't startle Jaiden and lifted up his chin so their eyes met. She had a questioning look in her eye as she raised a finely sketched eye brow, she didn't speak, she only awaited his answer.

Jaiden's eyes darted between Hope and Elain, his expression turning from grim to thoughtful.

Take jacket off? No, don't wanna be naked. Arms will be free though. Kill Elaine. Yes. She must die by my hands only. Rip her open, paint her in her own blood. Yes. Perfect. The jacket will come off...

Finally Jaiden nodded, a grin on his face as he gazed at Elaine. The woman smiled back in glee, walking forward as Jaiden stepped around Hope to meet her. "That's my Jay-Jay. I knew you would warm up to me eventually," she cooed. She tucked her materials under one arm before reaching to unstrap the leather bonds surrounding Jaiden's torso. With only a few tugs and jerks, the jacket was loosened. Elaine then quickly unlaced the front and slid it off of Jaiden, letting it fall.

Jaiden wasted no time in taking advantage of the woman's eyes locked on his chest. He immediately wrapped his hands around her throat, choking away her voice as he dragged her across the room. He slammed her head hard against the wall, resulting in a sickening crack. Elaine went limp and Jaiden let go to crouch over her, ready to rip into her body with a crazed grin plastered across his face.