Ophelia meets Alice and Hen

A few days ago, Ophelia Fleck needed food. She had been thrown out of
many abandoned houses and bars in the area, but something that bar was Ophelia feel
at home. The name of the bar or tavern was the fluffy duckling (reference), and
had a terrible look and the same great time. These days that Ophelia was in the
tavern waiting to receive food, she ended up being mistaken for a man, since
his clothes were baggy and his messy hair.
The man who served drinks to all said holding her by the arm: '- This
man will be able to win the fight with Cavendish!'  Wait, this man? And
since I am a man???  - he thought Ophelia looking at the man holding
pitchers of beer in their hands. The tavern was something unusual: wrestling.
Twice a week, the best men gathered to fight for money and beer kegs. The
winner received a prize, wine, food and ten pounds by fight. Ophelia did not
refuse to fight. If she was there, she had to do something. She took a sip of
beer and told the man, '- that the fight start' Punches and screams were heard.
some men say: '- I bet ten pounds on the boy!' '- I bet twenty in
Cavendish!'  - The boy won! - Shouted the man with the drinks. The
other two drunks who talked were shocked.
Mattias Mortensen was in the tavern background, still with his
psychiatrist appearance and no William Nortwood, drinking a beer and flipping a
coin for it.
As Ophelia had won? Intelligence and synesthesia. She smiled pleased and
said with a broken nose and some bloodstains running down the body, '- I won
Cavendish, and I guarantee you win all!' All laughed and shouted surprised,
until the man with the drinks said, '- What's your name kid' Ophelia thought
for a moment and replied, '- Ham ... Anthony.' '- Hail Tony for victory!' The
man then said before she left: '- Here is the combined Tony. All they earn,
receive wine and bread on the house. Come twice a week and earn more as these.
' '- Okay, goodbye sir.' - Said Ophelia taking the prize and
walking away.
Thus for a month, until the tavern was closed. Closed because Cavendish
found dead. Who killed him? Mattias Mortensen. Mattias had killed Cavendish in
excess of madness. Ophelia Fleck had no where else to go or stay. I was hungry
and cold. He had stolen a lot, but no food. She was desperate. He had entered
the Society to steal several times. She sat in front of the sidewalk to the
Company, held Parker in his hands and said, '- It seems that the night will not
be good today Parker. Without food or water and without a home. ' 
Hyde without a Jekyll: *Alice was just leaving the society to gather some
supplies when she sees a figure sitting on the steps of the society.* Hello?
DeathMurder_JH:  Ophelia
blinks slowly and said: '- Hello.'
Hyde without a Jekyll:  Do you
need something? *She eyes the stranger curiously but wearily.*
DeathMurder_JH:  Ophelia
looked up and told her looking with yours gray eyes: '- I'm just hungry and
tired...and... - Ophelia felt the wind hitting his arms: '- And with cold.'
Hyde without a Jekyll:  I can tell
you sitting on the steps won't help with any of those things. I suggest you go
home. *She crossed her arms.*
DeathMurder_JH:  '- Well, I'd
love to... but I'm not have a home.' - Ophelia said sadly.
Hyde without a Jekyll:  You don't?
Where have you been staying then? *She remembers her own time on the streets,
living on roof tops and in abandon buildings. *
DeathMurder_JH:  Ophelia
sighed and said to Alice: '- I live on the streets. But I have lived from
mental hospitals to orphanages... And you?'
Hyde without a Jekyll:  *She
sighed, No harm in telling her this, I guess. and the girl
plopped down next to Ophelia. * Well, I lived on the streets too for a long
time. You know how it is, moving from rooftop to abandoned building to rooftop.
...But now I live here. *She gestures to the Society behind her.*
DeathMurder_JH:  '- Seems
to be warm and cozy! I would like to live there. ' - Ophelia remembered when he
entered the Society to steal. He sighed to himself and said: '- Or maybe not.
It is difficult to be accepted as I really am. Besides... I just want a home,
food and someone to give me attention. Is it much to ask?!' - She asked looking
at Alice.
Hyde without a Jekyll:  No...It's
not too much to ask, but it's not my place to say where you can live. This
place, *she nods to the Society*, holds scientists and...a certain kind of
people. Even if I were to say you could live here, it may not necessarily be well
received by our managers and founders.
DeathMurder_JH:  '- Are you
calling me a thief?' - Asks Ophelia crossing his arms and making an angry face.
Ophelia at that moment, had just stolen a coin bag of a man who went by the
street. She coughed a lot and wiped his nose with the sleeve of the shirt. The
cold and hunger made her very sick.
Hyde without a Jekyll:  I'm not
calling you a thief...*The thought hadn't even crossed her mind, and even if it
did this wasn't Alice's place to judge Ophelia's actions. It wasn't very long
ago that Alice was where this girl is now cold, hungry, alone.* Do you have
money? I can take to you a trusted doctor for that cough.
DeathMurder_JH:  '- No... I
unfortunately do not have money... I'm bankrupt and homeless...' - Ophelia
looked down and gave a sigh of sadness. '- Moreover, Parker is getting weak.' -
She pointed to the robotic dog. '- It is powered parts and old gears. Can you
help me fix it? '
Hyde without a Jekyll:  *She looks
down at the robot dog.* I cannot but I know someone who could fix it. But you
might owe them... *Alice thinks for a minute.* I guess you could work off any
debt you rack up and in return I might be able to convince Mz. Hyde and Lanyon
to give you a room.
DeathMurder_JH:  '- A
room?!' - Ophelia asked curious. '- In Society?' For a moment, Ophelia felt
bad, as before, she wanted to parts for Parker, parts stolen from gadgetry of
the Society.
Hyde without a Jekyll:  Probably...I
mean I'll have to talk to Mz. Hyde about it and you'll have to work for it, but
I'm sure she'll let you in. We may even be able to have a doctor look at that
cough you've got!
DeathMurder_JH:  Ophelia
remembered the conversation he had when he entered the Society for steal some
books and said to her. '- No I do not want a room. Not a doctor. I'm great.
Perfectly fine. A bit tired and with cold and... - she coughed and continued
with a weak voice: '- Pneumonia.' she put her head in her hands and took a deep
breath. Your breathing was slow and fails.
Hyde without a Jekyll:  Pneumonia
is the opposite of fine!--*Alice stops yelling when she sees that Ophelia isn't
moving anymore.* H-Hey?! You ok there? *She places a hand on Ophelia's back and
gently shakes her.*
DeathMurder_JH:  - No... I
do not feel very... well. ' - She lost consciousness and fell to the ground.
She was hot and with fever. Ophelia was terribly sick.
Hyde without a Jekyll:  *Alice
swore under her breath.* Stay awake! Help's coming! *She dragged Ophelia's body
to the doors of the Society, kicking them open she yelled.* HEN!! LEZO!!
HELP!!!
Dr. Jekyll II (
Mother Hen )  ( Down the stairs he jogs, giant black bag in hand. )
What do we have this time?
== Obtained From ==
From the bar to the streets
Category:Side Story
Category:Introduction Stories
Category:Tales from the ER