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"But there must be no favouritism amongst my darlings. So let's see then who else is new for tonight?"

She turned from the screen of Willhelm to browse through her paperwork for the day. Here was one Dunsinare, a half-demon with troubled memories hidden deep within his soul.

"Let's see if we can't make you remember something after all. I seem to remember creating a useful scenario for these cases some months ago."

She started browsing through her many programs.

"Ah! Here we are!"


A bookshelf stood next to him, on each side of him in fact. Once Dunsinare lifted his eyes he would see that the shelfs stretched endlessly in both directions. No ceiling was in sight and the feeling of space was crushing with nothing but bookshelfs as far as the eye could see.

If he studied the books more closely he would see that they all had names, perhaps names he recognised. If he happened to open the book of a friend, or indeed any book, he would see that within it was a detailed description of the persons life, every action every step, every detail carefully written down. Depending on how long that life was it might stretch over the course of several books. If he opened a book whose owner had not yet died he would find the book in the process of writing itself as that life was being lived.


Time had taught the good doctor that most people when faced with this situation would, in time, do one very particular thing. Find their own book.

"Right and while we wait for you let's get the rest of the party started."

She started turning on more screens, her workspace filling up with images, text, programs, orders.

"Shadow Dragon? Hmm new is he, well let's try and learn something of his character."


When Shadow Dragon opened his eyes he would find himself on a busy street. People walking shouting, bumping into each other, selling hot potatoes, trinkets, religions, shoe-polish etc. On the main street the carts and horses were running past very fast indeed. Anyone who had to cross the road ran so as not to get trampled in the meddley. A conversation takes place close to him between a young girl and what appears to be her nanny. The girl had apparently been caught talking to a young man and was now being beaten up severly for it. From the rest of the conversation it becomes obvious that the nanny is making the young girls life a misery in more ways than one.

"This will mean no table-scraps for supper you know! and lord only knows what your father will have to say about this. And stop snivelling!"

The nanny gives her young pupil a final smack over the head with her cane and leaves the girl in a carriage. She then starts to cross the road for some unknown reason. Halfway across the road she stumbles and falls over a bump in the road. At the same moment a cart with no driver but with four terrified horses comes around the corner, they will surely crush the nanny.

This was interesting. Would he act to save this witch, or would he leave her to fate? Humans are so fascinating the doctor thought to herself as she added the final details to her little scenario and uploaded them to her test subjects mind.

Shadow is surprised a moment after steping into the machine, or so it seemed to be a moment. It actually was a few minutes, but he could not tell. He was surprised because he materialized into a normally dangerous location, the middle of a busy street.

As he stood in the street, he heard a girl wimpering as an elderly woman yelled at her. He causiously observed the situation, so as to not get hurt and dodged the carrages without much attention.

"This will mean no table-scraps for supper you know! and lord only knows what your father will have to say about this. And stop snivelling!"

Man, i really hate it when anyone mistreats women, or disrespects them

After the lady was done yelling at this cute young woman, she turned around. In that moment Shadow anylized a new situation that was about to occure. The mean, grumpy, and senile old lady started into the street, as a carrage to his left was moving at an unusually high rate of speed.

Shes not paying attention, and those horses seem to be startled for some reason. If she not careful, she might get ran over.

Oh no, a bump, this is not the time for anyone to trip.

The lady trips and is most definately going to get trampled, and Shadow acts on impulse. He rushes forward, to block the old lady from the wild horses and the carrage. There are four horses tangled together with a carrage in tow. He acts reflexively, removes his shief from its belt and slams it into the lower legs of the horse closest to him and the lady.
The horse colapses, bringing the other four hourses and the carage with them. The lady stays on the ground, fearful of her life. He then continues by pulling his katana out of the shief and cuts the rope connecting the carage to the four horses at the same time raming his shoulder into it so it could harm no one further.

All of this happened so fast that its hard to picture what happened.
The old woman looks up at him and says, "Thank you kind sir, you saved my life. How can i ever repay you?"
He responds, "Cherish the time you have with those you love".

Then, just as suddenly as the scene around him appeared, it dissappeared.

As soon as she opened her eyes, Kumii was assulted by flashing cameras. Her muscles tensed as her mind drew up the worst senario.

'They've found me. They're gonna torture me...and then kill me. No! I can't die!'

Noticing that she held something long and thin in her hands, she raised it up and held it in front of her, as if she were about to ward off the 'attackers'. However, after blinking her eyes slowly, her vision cleared and she was met with the site of an extremely large crowd. Some held cameras, but most looked as if they were holding there breath, waiting for something to happen. That's when she actually noticed the thing she was holding.

'A golf club? B-But I don't play golf.' She stared at it intently for a second before glancing back at the crowd. They were still staring at her. Kumii gently set the club back on the grass and quickly surveyed the distance of the ball from the hole.

'I don't play golf.' she reminded herself. 'I don't know how to play, but I guess I'm supposed to hit the ball into the hole.'

The situation reminded her of practicing in the tennis courts. When she had been practicing her accuracy. This was just like that, except she was holding a club, not a racket.

Kumii let out a breath she had not realized she had been holding. Twisting her body, she smiled at the crowd and then sent them a thumbs-up. Returning back to her regular position, she held her breath and lightly hit the golf ball.

Both Kumii and the crowd tensely watched as the white ball, as if in slow-motion, rolled it's way towards the hole. Her heart pounded as she watched it slow even further. 'Come on....' The ball slowed to a stop right at the edge, but then unexpectedly pitched forward into the hole.

"Damn!"

The girl was athletic it appeared, and handled the stress very well. The doctor was impressed and annoyed at the same time. Well at least she had appeared somewhat startled and confused, that was always a plus.

"Let's try something out of the spotlight. I'm never sure who is more likely to cry and who is more likely to rip someone's head off with this one."


Something small, round, and wet hit the back of her head. As she looked up she saw a big blackboard and in her hand a small piece of white chalk. On the board was written, in beautiful cursive handwriting, the words "Homework chapter 8-9, do question 5 an...". A half-finished "d" stared at her. Behind her, the direction from which the small blob of paper had come, were 6 rows of children all laughing hysterically. One boy sort of in the back close to a window was grinning at her defiently and twirling a straw carelessly in his hands waiting to see what she would do.

Shadow appears in a new place. Another crowd, but no stage. This is much different.

Hmmm, another dream, this is an interesting machine.

There is wind rushing past his head. A horse is running underneath him, and there are more horses around with riders.

A race! Im too big for a horse race. Perhaps the reason Im not going too fast. I need to think of something fast, or ill loose. Winning isnt neccessarily important to me, but it seems that its what the machine is looking for, success. I could run faster than these horses, but it isnt that kind of race. Its a horse race.

He lowers his torso to be closer to the horse. He then tells the horse calmly, "I know you can run faster than this. Lets win this." He wasnt expecting the horse to understand his words directly, but maybe his will would help. He tapped the horse with the heel of his boot, and the horse started to increase speed.

Passing one, two, three horses. This is good
He then put himself into a pattern with the horse, to keep a smooth balance.He proceeded to do some concious meditation, something like a focus, but too a much more effective level. He made himself seem lighter to the horse. This drastically helped increase the horses speed.

Almost there. One more racer to go.

As he caught up to the rider, he looked to his right. The rider returned the glance and excepted the challenge. The rider pushed, then Shadow pushed. Both horses traded places for first, multiple times.

This is good. Even if i dont win, ill be second, and this rider will be better.
The horse im riding will be as well... Well, if it werent for the fact that this was a dream.

What is this? Where am I? Whats going on? Why cant I move? How can I save that woman, if Im in this form

The baby form of Shadow thought as he sat in a baby chair. Interesting that he still had his knowledge and his memories, even though he was nothing more than a baby.

Dont panic. theres got to be something you can do to help her. Maybe if I cry really loud, I can ruin the mood and annoy the man.

The baby started to cry, profusely. There seemed to be no end to his crying. The man reacted as suspected. He slapped the woman and knocked her on the ground, where she stayed cause it hurt too much.
"Shut up you stupid baby! Where the f#$% did you come from? Dont make me come over there."

The crying would have stopped, if Shadow had cared. He knew exactly what was about to happen.

Hes coming over here to shut me up, good, thisll give the woman the chance to run.

The man stormed over to the baby, and hit him, knocking the chair and baby down. The woman didnt take the oportunity to run, instead she jumped on the mans back. "NO!!!, Dont hurt the kid, he hasnt done anything to you!"
"Get off my back B#$%!" the man, in rage now, yelled as he threw her off his back.

That didnt work. why didnt the woman take the oportunity to run. Shes a caring woman is why. Hmmm. I wonder, do i still have some of my skills if i have my memories still?

The man continued to hit the woman, ignoring the baby again.
Then something unexpected happened. A strange dog came up, teeth baring. A growl coming from deap within. It barked at the 3 in the alley way. The man and woman looked up. The dog proceeded past the baby and threatened some more.

"What do you want, dog?" The man asked as he turned to face the dog.
There was no responce from the dog. Just a continuous growl as he bared his teeth.

"Hey, whats going on out here?" The Bartender, a meaty man, asked.
"None of your Business." the man exclaimed.
"Help me." the woman said.
"Mister, you better put your clothes back on and leave here, before I call the cops." As the bartender came forward, a shotgun showed in his arms.

Yes, amazing, i can still use meditation to 'alert' others. The dog was a distraction. The bartender to end the situation.

Before the baby's head exploded from the imense preasure due to the meditation that the brain wasnt yet developed enough for, everything went black again.