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The story will overall chronicle the first year in that world. If people like it enough when I finish it, maybe I'll do the remaining 9 years. Who knows, who cares.","writing":"\tWho are you as a person? Are you type to live in reality or fiction? Reality or fiction, which is the right world to live in? Is it better to live a comforting lie or an experience a harsh truth? What would happen if reality became fiction and vice versa? These are questions I'd come to answer upon a startling discovery.\n[center]***[/center]\n\tA long time ago, I, Roland Freeman, was snoozing on my bed for a midday nap when a loud screeching awoke me. To my left, my television's screen flickered on and off. On screen a black and white doggish face with a red nose smiles at me. Naturally, I quickly unplug the tv and sigh when I see the flickering stop. For a brief moment, I lay down my bed again, thinking of the face. \n\n\tI'd definitely seen it before. Probably from a cartoon who's name long escapes me. Either way, I decide to ignore it. Why the hell should I care about a cartoon only internet morons care for?\n\n\t``Boy is that the pot calling the kettle black,'' a voice chuckled. My body shoots up to see my television screen shining. Frozen with shock and fear, my television ripples while a pair of cartoonish arms grip the sides of my television. Grunting and groaning, the cartoon character is able to enter my room. It wasn't alone either, two more, each shorter than the others, but similar in appearance, enter my room. Completely baffled, I blink several times hoping for these dog-like creatures to go away.\n\n\t``HELLO ROLAND FREEMAN!'' The cartoons say with glee. Staring at them, I realize that who they are. The tallest one Yakko, the shortest one was Dot, and the one with middling height was Wakko. The Warner Bros and the Warner Sister as they usually introduce themselves. \n\n\t``This has to be a dream,'' I repeat to myself. After all, only in dreams can something so That fictional cartoon characters from the 90s have manifested in my room. Yet, there was a nostalgic feel in the air. Shaking the thought off, I notice the Warners Sibling swarm me.\n\n\t``I mean if we weren't real, could we do this,'' asked by Yakko. To prove their realness, they kiss me. Full on cartoon-style kiss with a loud POP sound at the end. I wipe their saliva off my face and continue to shake my head.\n\n\t``Okay so you're real. Why are you here?'' I asked. The warner trio smile, clearly knowing something I'd never guess. To my left and right, Dot and Wakko pull out a cartoonish mallet from behind their back. Meanwhile Yakko crosses his arms while tapping his foot.\n\n\t``We were asked to come get you. Now if you can with us the easy way...or the real fun way,'' Yakko leans in until his face was all I could see, ``I'd really prefer if we can do it the fun way.''\n\n\tKnowing exactly what the `fun way' meant, I try to comply. Unfortunately, I never had a choice in the matter. Without a chance to voice compliance or objection, Dot and Wakko whack me on the head. I scream before falling unconscious. As my vision and other senses fade, Dot and Wakko chuckle to themselves.\n\n\t``Now we'll never know if she wanted to come with or not?'' Dot laughs. Wakko taps my head, noticing a cartoonish bump on my head.\n\n\t``Hope she doesn't have any brain damage,'' Wakko worries. The warner trio gulp. They could only imagine what the toon who wanted me would do if I was hurt. In a united imagination bubble, they imagine themselves as mounts above a fire place. Sitting in the chair, with their face unseen, the toon is casually reading a newspaper.\n\n\t ``Ahhh, I wouldn't worry. Once we get home, she'll be fine,'' Yakko reassures. He then grabs my legs and his siblings grab my arms. Surprisingly, no one else was in the apartment to see or hear me being kidnapped. \n\n\tStrange ain't it?\n[center]***[/center]\n\tAround me was nothing. Yakko, Wakko, and Dot were no where in sight. All that was near me was abject darkness. Despite that, I was able to stand up and look around. There was still darkness and nothing around me. No other sounds or smells to offer any type sense of direction. Even so, I still call out for help.\n\n\t``Yakko! Wakko! Dot! Somebody! Anybody! Help!'' I scream into the void of this empty abyss. My voice simply echoed into the abyss. Even so, I continue to call out into the nothing. I scream for my mother or stepbrothers for help. I screamed for any sight of life. In the end, I hugged myself and cried. In this void of absolute nothingness, I could only assume that I had died. \n\n\tOf course, this was only an assumption.\n\n\tNext to me, a single light shone through the nothingness. From that light, a small blue furred cat appeared. It was sitting in the same position as me, staring at me with teary eyes. We smile and tilt our heads at one another. I reach out my hand to pet and comfort it. Although strangely enough, the cat mimicked my move. I quickly pull my hand away and so does the cat. \n\n\tEverything I would do, the cat would repeat whether it was funny faces, chin strokes, or punching the air. There was I one thing I hadn't done: speak. Opening my mouth, the cat copies me. Once more, I reach out to cat as it does to me. When its paw and my hand connect, the cat smiles of its own volition. I make a face and a voice from nowhere makes a single statement.\n\n\t``We are bound as one.''\n\n\tRight after that, the cat disappears, and I fall unconscious.\n[center]***[/center]\n\tEventually, my eyes open with my vision still blurred. Rubbing my eyes to help focus, I couldn't help but feel...fur on my face. I also could feel that I was much lighter than before. With my vision correcting itself, I notice a pair of small blue furry paws in my control. Confused and wishing this to be fake, I inspect the rest of my body. Most, if not all, of my body was covered in light blue fur. Even...my new tail was light blue. I sort of look like the cat from earlier.\n\n\t``What happened to me?'' I mutter to myself. I attempt to stand, only to quickly lose my balance and fall my stomach. Looking back, I sigh with my tail swaying back and forth. So, walking on two legs wouldn't be doable with my current situation. Instead, I attempt to stand on all fours. This failed too, but because of...other reasons.\n\n\t``It's so cute she's trying to walk! Can we please keep her, Yakko?'' Dot asks. Her loud voice threw off my balance, causing me to fall over. She scurries over to pick up and pet me. Initially, I try to escape her grip. In the end though, her petting and cooing kept me calm. Not even a half a minute later, I was nuzzling Dot's cheek and purring. I was in absolute bliss for a minute.\n\n\tOf course, it had to end with the following sentences from Dot, ``She's even purring! Come on Yakko, I don't think she'll be mad if take her with us.'' At that moment, I jump out of her arms. Unfortunately, I fall flat on my face again. Rising my head, I turn to the Warners.\n\n\t``What did you do to me?! Who was that cat?!'' I hissed. Dot continues to smile at me, Wakko's rampaging through the kitchen, but Yakko's reaction was worrying. His usual smart-aleck smile slips, clearly knowing something I didn't. Yet, his smile only slips for a second. The eldest Warner sibling places a paw on his sister's shoulder.\n\n\t``It'd definitely be fun to have her around, but this one needs to go home,'' Yakko reminds. Naturally, I close my eyes and nod. At least someone was making sense. \n\n\t``Great! Now send me home,'' I demand. Opening my eyes, I immediately see Yakko holding a basket and Wakko with a blanket. I shake my head in fear and walk backwards. Perhaps, I should be careful what I ask for, right?\n[center]***[/center]\n\tThe Warners dumped me on the porch of a two-story house. I struggled and squirmed against the blanket that covered my body up to my nose. Anyone passing by could see this and hear my muffled curses. In the end, the door opens, and a white kitten looks at me. We blink at each other a couple of times before she smiles with glee.\n\n\t``Mommy, Daddy she's here! Rakita's home!'' The small white kitten gleefully cheers. A brown and black kitten come into view, awestruck at me. Though it was their parents that left me in shock. A grey cat with a cut on their ear comes to the door. By their side was a large dog with light brown, shaggy head fur, and a small stump of a tail. The cat and dog duo smile as the dog carries my basket into the house.\n\n\t``Nice to see the Warners kept their promise,'' the cat says while watching me continue to struggle. The dog carrying the basket nods in agreement.\n\n\t``Definitely Rita! Definitely nice having our oldest daughter back, definitely,'' the dogs said gleefully. It then dawned on me exactly who these two were.\n\n\t``Rita, Runt?'' I ask with uncertainly. They simply respond with a nod. I'm onto a table in what I assumed was the living room. There Rita and Runt as well as all the kittens all had eyes on me. I couldn't help but the notice the difference in expression the black kitten had versus the rest. The others all seemed happy, this one wasn't. Annoyed would be the best way to describe his face. \n\n\t``Alright, I'm gonna cut ya loose. Promise me you won't run the second I do, okay?'' Rita asks. I respond with a muffled `yes'. Maneuvering her claw around the blanket, she sets me free. Now free, I jump out the basket and stretch. While stretching, I couldn't ignore them seeming surprised that I didn't disobey Rita. That I didn't try and run to the door.\n\n\t``I don't know how or why I'm here, the latter of which you definitely can answer. Besides, it's not like I have anywhere to go,'' I give as a response to an unasked question. They seemed satisfied as they didn't ask any follow-up questions. Meanwhile, Rita's eyes shift to something in the basket: a piece of paper. After reading it, Rita grabs Runt's arm and leads him into the kitchen.\n\n\t``We'll be right back. Introduce yourselves to your sister,'' Rita instructs. The white and brown run, pushing me onto my stomach with their excitement. The black kitten unenthusiastically wanders over and plops himself in front of me. I open my mouth to ask the black kitten about his mood when the white kitten started jumping on me. \n\n\t``We've waited so long to meet you, Rakita! My name is Sora and I'm your little sister!'' Sora stops her jumping and hugs my neck. The brown kitten nuzzles his head against the right side of my body.\n\n\t``My name is Dale, it's a pleasure to finally meet you,'' Dale smiles. Despite Sora and Dale's dotting affection, my eyes never left the black kitten. Its disinterested and nonchalant regard towards me was unsettling. I felt as though I was staring at myself as a human. For the second time today, my chance to speak is beaten by someone else.\n\n\t``Don't be rude, introduce yourself to Rakita,'' Sora orders the black kitten. Again that name, Rakita. That was the name of the cat from the void. Why was my actual name and this one so similar? At my early opportunity, I'd have to ask Rita and/or Runt that alone. I just couldn't ruin the enjoyment Sora and Dale were having meeting who think is their sister.\n\n\t``Whatever, my name is Chazz,'' Chazz mumbles. My ears lower and I attempt to stand. Sora lets go my neck, giggling to herself. Purring, she rubs herself against my front left leg. \n\n\t``It's a pleasure to meet you all. However, I am not Rakita. My real name is...'' I trail off in confusion. Tears roll down the side of my cheek. My name, something I've written and said thousand times, I couldn't remember. Each attempt to remember it was stifled by forgetfulness. Unknowingly, I dig my new claws into the carpeted floor. \n\n\tWhy can't I remember my real name? Nudging Sora and Dale away from me, I sit up to bury my face in my paws. Tears escape my paws, staining the carpet while I weep and curse my faulty memory. This had to have happened while I was in the void, when I met that cat...Rakita. The real Rakita stole my name. \n\n\tWithout realizing what I was doing was next, I ran towards to the door. Rita and Runt finally return as I twist the door knob. My head looks back, the duo seeing my fear stricken, confused, lost face. Letting go of the door, I tackle Rita. Everyone gasp whilst I loom over Rita with undeniable fear.\n\n\t``Before the Warners brought me here, what was my name? I can't remember it anymore so tell me! You have to know!'' I demand. Out the corner of my eye, I see Runt carefully stepping towards us. Most likely to restrain me until I calm down. Out the other corner of my eye, I see the kittens gingerly approach. Just like Runt, they'd probably try to restrain or distract me. However, that wasn't gonna stop me.\n\n\tI will have my question answered no matter the cost. \n\n\tRita does her best to make gestures to get them to stop moving. Evident by neither Runt or kittens making anymore footstep. Now focused completely on me, Rita sighs.\n\n\t``I'm sorry kiddo, but even if I told you, you wouldn't remember,'' Rita responds. I violently shake my head. Who was this bitch to tell me that I wouldn't remember my name? I could definitely remember my own name once it was told to me.\n\n\t``Liar! Tell the truth,'' I demand. For the second time, Rita sighs.\n\n\t``Roland Freeman. Roland Freeman was the name you had while human,'' Rita answers.\n\n\t``Roland Freeman,'' I mutter to myself. Roland Freeman was the name given to me at birth. I repeated it to myself softly outloud. I wouldn't forget who I was. I won't forget who I am. \n\n\t``Rakita,'' Rita calls. Her voice broke my concentration. Staring at Rita, I couldn't deny her sadden face. It was the equivalent of telling one of those kittens they wouldn't get what they wanted for their birthday or Christmas. Perhaps that they might be dying of an incurable disease. I genuinely couldn't define the emotion present in Rita's eyes.\n\n\t``Say your name, your human name.'' Opening my mouth, I attempted to say my human name. Unfortunately, just like Rita had said earlier, I wouldn't remember. Even so, I could still remember all the time spent as a human. The places I've been, the people I've known, etc.\n\n\tJust not my name.\n\n\tSlowly, Rita escapes my grip and hugs me. In a motherly way, she nuzzles her against mine while rubbing my back. With all these feelings of confusion and frustration, I simply become a sobbing mess. I latch onto Rita as tight as I can, crying harder than I've ever had. Rita gently strokes my back while repeating `it's okay' over and over. At some point, I'd fall asleep from exhaustion in Rita's arms. \n\n\tSora is the first of the kittens to approach her mother and myself. \n\n\t``Why was Rakita yelling at you? Who's Roland?'' Sora asks. Chazz and Dale slowly wander over to me and Rita. The adult cat smiles at her kittens before handing my body over to Runt.\n\n\t``Look a lot has happened to her today. So, I'd appreciate it if you're all nice to her for next couple of weeks or so. Give her time to readjust to our way of living,'' she says to the kitten. Though it wasn't an answer to the question, Sora and Dale still nod. Chazz didn't look at his mother. His eye stayed primarily on me. Rita and Runt couldn't ignore the disapproving air around him.\n\n\t``Regardless of your feelings towards her, this is happening. Tomorrow, we're gonna take her shopping and we're all gonna be supportive, right Runt?'' Rita announces. In his typical goofy fashion, Runt nods his head with his tongue hanging out. Sora and Dale nod in agreement just like their father. Begrudgingly, Chazz nods to his mother's request.\n\n\t``Great! Now let's get this cute lil doggie in bed! Tomorrow will be big day, definitely big, I mean definitely a big day for her,'' Runt smiles. \n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"\tWho are you as a person? Are you type to live in reality or fiction? Reality or fiction, which is the right world to live in? Is it better to live a comforting lie or an experience a harsh truth? What would happen if reality became fiction and vice versa? These are questions I'd come to answer upon a startling discovery.
***

\tA long time ago, I, Roland Freeman, was snoozing on my bed for a midday nap when a loud screeching awoke me. To my left, my television's screen flickered on and off. On screen a black and white doggish face with a red nose smiles at me. Naturally, I quickly unplug the tv and sigh when I see the flickering stop.  For a brief moment, I lay down my bed again, thinking of the face.

\tI'd definitely seen it before. Probably from a cartoon who's name long escapes me. Either way, I decide to ignore it. Why the hell should I care about a cartoon only internet morons care for?

\t``Boy is that the pot calling the kettle black,'' a voice chuckled. My body shoots up to see my television screen shining. Frozen with shock and fear, my television ripples while a pair of cartoonish arms grip the sides of my television. Grunting and groaning, the cartoon character is able to enter my room. It wasn't alone either, two more, each shorter than the others, but similar in appearance, enter my room. Completely baffled, I blink several times hoping for these dog-like creatures to go away.

\t``HELLO ROLAND FREEMAN!'' The cartoons say with glee.  Staring at them, I realize that who they are. The tallest one Yakko, the shortest one was Dot, and the one with middling height was Wakko. The Warner Bros and the Warner Sister as they usually introduce themselves.  

\t``This has to be a dream,'' I repeat to myself.  After all, only in dreams can something so That fictional cartoon characters from the 90s have manifested in my room. Yet, there was a nostalgic feel in the air. Shaking the thought off, I notice the Warners Sibling swarm me.

\t``I mean if we weren't real, could we do this,'' asked by Yakko. To prove their realness, they kiss me. Full on cartoon-style kiss with a loud POP sound at the end. I wipe their saliva off my face and continue to shake my head.

\t``Okay so you're real. Why are you here?'' I asked. The warner trio smile, clearly knowing something I'd never guess. To my left and right, Dot and Wakko pull out a cartoonish mallet from behind their back. Meanwhile Yakko crosses his arms while tapping his foot.

\t``We were asked to come get you. Now if you can with us the easy way...or the real fun way,'' Yakko leans in until his face was all I could see, ``I'd really prefer if we can do it the fun way.''

\tKnowing exactly what the `fun way' meant, I try to comply. Unfortunately, I never had a choice in the matter. Without a chance to voice compliance or objection, Dot and Wakko whack me on the head. I scream before falling unconscious. As my vision and other senses fade, Dot and Wakko chuckle to themselves.

\t``Now we'll never know if she wanted to come with or not?'' Dot laughs.  Wakko taps my head, noticing a cartoonish bump on my head.

\t``Hope she doesn't have any brain damage,'' Wakko worries. The warner trio gulp. They could only imagine what the toon who wanted me would do if I was hurt. In a united imagination bubble, they imagine themselves as mounts above a fire place. Sitting in the chair, with their face unseen, the toon is casually reading a newspaper.

\t ``Ahhh, I wouldn't worry. Once we get home, she'll be fine,'' Yakko reassures. He then grabs my legs and his siblings grab my arms. Surprisingly, no one else was in the apartment to see or hear me being kidnapped.

\tStrange ain't it?
***

\tAround me was nothing. Yakko, Wakko, and Dot were no where in sight. All that was near me was abject darkness.  Despite that, I was able to stand up and look around. There was still darkness and nothing around me. No other sounds or smells to offer any type sense of direction. Even so, I still call out for help.

\t``Yakko! Wakko! Dot! Somebody! Anybody! Help!'' I scream into the void of this empty abyss. My voice simply echoed into the abyss. Even so, I continue to call out into the nothing. I scream for my mother or stepbrothers for help. I screamed for any sight of life. In the end, I hugged myself and cried. In this void of absolute nothingness, I could only assume that I had died.  

\tOf course, this was only an assumption.

\tNext to me, a single light shone through the nothingness. From that light, a small blue furred cat appeared.  It was sitting in the same position as me, staring at me with teary eyes. We smile and tilt our heads at one another.  I reach out my hand to pet and comfort it. Although strangely enough, the cat mimicked my move. I quickly pull my hand away and so does the cat.

\tEverything I would do, the cat would repeat whether it was funny faces, chin strokes, or punching the air. There was I one thing I hadn't done: speak. Opening my mouth, the cat copies me. Once more, I reach out to cat as it does to me. When its paw and my hand connect, the cat smiles of its own volition. I make a face and a voice from nowhere makes a single statement.

\t``We are bound as one.''

\tRight after that, the cat disappears, and I fall unconscious.
***

\tEventually, my eyes open with my vision still blurred. Rubbing my eyes to help focus, I couldn't help but feel...fur on my face. I also could feel that I was much lighter than before.  With my vision correcting itself, I notice a pair of small blue furry paws in my control. Confused and wishing this to be fake, I inspect the rest of my body. Most, if not all, of my body was covered in light blue fur.  Even...my new tail was light blue. I sort of look like the cat from earlier.

\t``What happened to me?'' I mutter to myself.  I attempt to stand, only to quickly lose my balance and fall my stomach. Looking back, I sigh with my tail swaying back and forth. So, walking on two legs wouldn't be doable with my current situation. Instead, I attempt to stand on all fours. This failed too, but because of...other reasons.

\t``It's so cute she's trying to walk! Can we please keep her, Yakko?''  Dot asks. Her loud voice threw off my balance, causing me to fall over. She scurries over to pick up and pet me. Initially, I try to escape her grip. In the end though, her petting and cooing kept me calm.  Not even a half a minute later, I was nuzzling Dot's cheek and purring.  I was in absolute bliss for a minute.

\tOf course, it had to end with the following sentences from Dot, ``She's even purring! Come on Yakko, I don't think she'll be mad if take her with us.'' At that moment, I jump out of her arms.  Unfortunately, I fall flat on my face again. Rising my head, I turn to the Warners.

\t``What did you do to me?! Who was that cat?!'' I hissed. Dot continues to smile at me, Wakko's rampaging through the kitchen, but Yakko's reaction was worrying. His usual smart-aleck smile slips, clearly knowing something I didn't. Yet, his smile only slips for a second. The eldest Warner sibling places a paw on his sister's shoulder.

\t``It'd definitely be fun to have her around, but this one needs to go home,'' Yakko reminds. Naturally, I close my eyes and nod. At least someone was making sense.

\t``Great! Now send me home,'' I demand. Opening my eyes, I immediately see Yakko holding a basket and Wakko with a blanket. I shake my head in fear and walk backwards. Perhaps, I should be careful what I ask for, right?
***

\tThe Warners dumped me on the porch of a two-story house. I struggled and squirmed against the blanket that covered my body up to my nose. Anyone passing by could see this and hear my muffled curses. In the end, the door opens, and a white kitten looks at me. We blink at each other a couple of times before she smiles with glee.

\t``Mommy, Daddy she's here! Rakita's home!'' The small white kitten gleefully cheers. A brown and black kitten come into view, awestruck at me. Though it was their parents that left me in shock. A grey cat with a cut on their ear comes to the door. By their side was a large dog with light brown, shaggy head fur, and a small stump of a tail. The cat and dog duo smile as the dog carries my basket into the house.

\t``Nice to see the Warners kept their promise,'' the cat says while watching me continue to struggle.  The dog carrying the basket nods in agreement.

\t``Definitely Rita!  Definitely nice having our oldest daughter back, definitely,'' the dogs said gleefully. It then dawned on me exactly who these two were.

\t``Rita, Runt?'' I ask with uncertainly. They simply respond with a nod.  I'm onto a table in what I assumed was the living room. There Rita and Runt as well as all the kittens all had eyes on me. I couldn't help but the notice the difference in expression the black kitten had versus the rest. The others all seemed happy, this one wasn't. Annoyed would be the best way to describe his face.

\t``Alright, I'm gonna cut ya loose. Promise me you won't run the second I do, okay?'' Rita asks. I respond with a muffled `yes'. Maneuvering her claw around the blanket, she sets me free. Now free, I jump out the basket and stretch. While stretching, I couldn't ignore them seeming surprised that I didn't disobey Rita. That I didn't try and run to the door.

\t``I don't know how or why I'm here, the latter of which you definitely can answer. Besides, it's not like I have anywhere to go,'' I give as a response to an unasked question. They seemed satisfied as they didn't ask any follow-up questions. Meanwhile, Rita's eyes shift to something in the basket: a piece of paper. After reading it, Rita grabs Runt's arm and leads him into the kitchen.

\t``We'll be right back. Introduce yourselves to your sister,'' Rita instructs. The white and brown run, pushing me onto my stomach with their excitement. The black kitten unenthusiastically wanders over and plops himself in front of me. I open my mouth to ask the black kitten about his mood when the white kitten started jumping on me.

\t``We've waited so long to meet you, Rakita! My name is Sora and I'm your little sister!'' Sora stops her jumping and hugs my neck. The brown kitten nuzzles his head against the right side of my body.

\t``My name is Dale, it's a pleasure to finally meet you,'' Dale smiles. Despite Sora and Dale's dotting affection, my eyes never left the black kitten. Its disinterested and nonchalant regard towards me was unsettling. I felt as though I was staring at myself as a human. For the second time today, my chance to speak is beaten by someone else.

\t``Don't be rude, introduce yourself to Rakita,'' Sora orders the black kitten. Again that name, Rakita. That was the name of the cat from the void. Why was my actual name and this one so similar? At my early opportunity, I'd have to ask Rita and/or Runt that alone. I just couldn't ruin the enjoyment Sora and Dale were having meeting who think is their sister.

\t``Whatever, my name is Chazz,'' Chazz mumbles. My ears lower and I attempt to stand. Sora lets go my neck, giggling to herself. Purring, she rubs herself against my front left leg.

\t``It's a pleasure to meet you all. However, I am not Rakita. My real name is...'' I trail off in confusion. Tears roll down the side of my cheek. My name, something I've written and said thousand times, I couldn't remember. Each attempt to remember it was stifled by forgetfulness. Unknowingly, I dig my new claws into the carpeted floor.

\tWhy can't I remember my real name? Nudging Sora and Dale away from me, I sit up to bury my face in my paws. Tears escape my paws, staining the carpet while I weep and curse my faulty memory. This had to have happened while I was in the void, when I met that cat...Rakita. The real Rakita stole my name.

\tWithout realizing what I was doing was next, I ran towards to the door. Rita and Runt finally return as I twist the door knob. My head looks back, the duo seeing my fear stricken, confused, lost face. Letting go of the door, I tackle Rita. Everyone gasp whilst I loom over Rita with undeniable fear.

\t``Before the Warners brought me here, what was my name? I can't remember it anymore so tell me! You have to know!'' I demand. Out the corner of my eye, I see Runt carefully stepping towards us. Most likely to restrain me until I calm down. Out the other corner of my eye, I see the kittens gingerly approach.  Just like Runt, they'd probably try to restrain or distract me. However, that wasn't gonna stop me.

\tI will have my question answered no matter the cost.

\tRita does her best to make gestures to get them to stop moving. Evident by neither Runt or kittens making anymore footstep. Now focused completely on me, Rita sighs.

\t``I'm sorry kiddo, but even if I told you, you wouldn't remember,'' Rita responds. I violently shake my head. Who was this bitch to tell me that I wouldn't remember my name? I could definitely remember my own name once it was told to me.

\t``Liar! Tell the truth,'' I demand. For the second time, Rita sighs.

\t``Roland Freeman. Roland Freeman was the name you had while human,'' Rita answers.

\t``Roland Freeman,'' I mutter to myself. Roland Freeman was the name given to me at birth. I repeated it to myself softly outloud. I wouldn't forget who I was. I won't forget who I am.

\t``Rakita,'' Rita calls. Her voice broke my concentration. Staring at Rita, I couldn't deny her sadden face. It was the equivalent of telling one of those kittens they wouldn't get what they wanted for their birthday or Christmas. Perhaps that they might be dying of an incurable disease. I genuinely couldn't define the emotion present in Rita's eyes.

\t``Say your name, your human name.'' Opening my mouth, I attempted to say my human name. Unfortunately, just like Rita had said earlier, I wouldn't remember. Even so, I could still remember all the time spent as a human. The places I've been, the people I've known, etc.

\tJust not my name.

\tSlowly, Rita escapes my grip and hugs me. In a motherly way, she nuzzles her against mine while rubbing my back. With all these feelings of confusion and frustration, I simply become a sobbing mess. I latch onto Rita as tight as I can, crying harder than I've ever had. Rita gently strokes my back while repeating `it's okay' over and over. At some point, I'd fall asleep from exhaustion in Rita's arms.

\tSora is the first of the kittens to approach her mother and myself.

\t``Why was Rakita yelling at you? Who's Roland?'' Sora asks. Chazz and Dale slowly wander over to me and Rita. The adult cat smiles at her kittens before handing my body over to Runt.

\t``Look a lot has happened to her today. So, I'd appreciate it if you're all nice to her for next couple of weeks or so. Give her time to readjust to our way of living,'' she says to the kitten. Though it wasn't an answer to the question, Sora and Dale still nod. Chazz didn't look at his mother. His eye stayed primarily on me. Rita and Runt couldn't ignore the disapproving air around him.

\t``Regardless of your feelings towards her, this is happening. Tomorrow, we're gonna take her shopping and we're all gonna be supportive, right Runt?'' Rita announces. In his typical goofy fashion, Runt nods his head with his tongue hanging out. Sora and Dale nod in agreement just like their father. Begrudgingly, Chazz nods to his mother's request.

\t``Great! Now let's get this cute lil doggie in bed! Tomorrow will be big day, definitely big, I mean definitely a big day for her,'' Runt smiles.
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