Powers {Part 2 of Three of a Kind}

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Imagine...

Arkham Case Files:
(Y/N) (Y/L/N)
Killed her brother by throwing him out the two story window.
Her parents claim she has these.. abilities.
They also said she needs to be kept under close watch.
Anything she draws could be.. deadly.
She's being examined very closely by the staff.
Hides her emotions very well.
Never lets those papers and pencils go..
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"So (Y/N), you know why your parents have brought you here right?" You kept your gaze focused on the table, shaking your head slightly. You didn't... The lady sighed, setting her pen down.

"You killed your brother.. And your parents are convinced you're some.. witch." You instantly snapped your head up, looking at her, seeing a little smirk on her face.

"I didn't do it.. I didn't." The lady shook her head, that same smirk planted on her lips. She's clearly taunting you.

"So he just flung himself then..? A bit young. Don't you think?" You clenched your hands into fists, looking back down, huffing.

"I didn't draw that... I didn't!" The lady slightly chuckled, pissing you off further.

"So you drew yourself flinging your brother out the window...?" You slammed your hands onto the desk, jumping up, the handcuffs digging into your skin.

"I didn't draw that!! My father.. he threw him out the window! He did.. he did!" Tears slowly ran down your face, the woman's eyes widening slightly.

"It's worse than I thought.." She suddenly stood, walking out the door of the room, making you hold your hands over your face, tears running freely. Suddenly, the door flung open, a couple of guards roughly grabbing you, dragging you out. Your eyes widened.

"What's going on..? Please! I didn't do it!" The men shook you, hard, making you gasp in pain. They stopped at a door further down the hall, opening it, making you scream louder. They threw you into the padded cell, slamming the door shut, locking it. You slowly laid down, drawing your knees to your chest, softly crying. You didn't do it.. You didn't.

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