(a woman is dragged into a large building by police, she has on scars of gang fights, and her weapons on her, right out of reach of her hands)

"LET ME GO YOU FUCKING FUCKS, WILL GET AWAY FROM HERE, THE FIRST CHANCE I GET, MARK MY WORDS!"

(she is shackled to a metal slab, the slab rises to face a large mechanical face)

"felon#2256: Aniese Higgins, AKA mad anny, this is your 47 felony in the past year, you have shown no willingness to change, you and your gang have crossed from minor disruption of the social order to full-blown terrorist, how do you plead?"

"hmmm, ... suck my big fat cock, you Robo-fleshlight!"

"...you are female, you identify as one...identified as' nonsense insult' your statement has been cataloged as the 'before' for the upcoming experimental rehabilitation program "

"wait, WHAT?!"

(the slab rises more and is pulled backwards into a room, one painted in colors and images fitting of a child room, woods, a sun, lots of blue)

"...what,..so they just..leave me in here?..pffft, that's not so bad"

(just then another slab lowers ontop of the other, this one seeming to contort to her body)

"wha-what the shit-mmmff!?"

(it does not suffocate her, something pulls her hair back as something tickles her scalp in multiple places, the cover then forces her eyes open as well as puts clear contact like films over them, keeping her eyes from drying, as images flash and videos play in front of her eyes, they are images of words like [friendship in good], [good people don't hurt others] and [only fight when in danger] and the videos are of children's cartoons meant for little children, all of this is somehow seared into her mind, unable to be forgotten, as she is kept there for days, after some time, she begins to forget her anger, seeing what she did before as 'silly' and something is messing with her memories, her family is being remembered wrongly, for awile she fights it, asserting things like 'MY MOM NEVER HUGGED ME,I KNOW SHE DIDN'T' and ' MY DAD WAS A DRUG ADDICT, NOT A LOVING FATHER', until her will to resist fades, her own will deeming it 'silly to try to force yourself to remember people worse then they were', as false memories overwrite some of her old ones, mostly those focused on developmental phasaes of her life, as well as someof the more heinios actions she has committed)

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(the top slab rises of her as her binds are released)

"...what a cute room...i feel tired though,(rises) may i please go home now?"

(two police walk in and gently escort her outside)

"THANK YOU, BYE-BYE!"(waves to them)

(she walks home,a little wobbly, but she make it home)

"my my, how did it get so messy in here?"

(lightly cleans her single-room house before going to bed)

(the next morning, she takes the paper slip the 'nice men' gave her, and go's to the address on it, it was an arboretum, with all the flowers in bloom)

"WOOOOOWWWW! this is ama~~~zing!"

(she sniffs all she could get close to, until a person walks up to her)

"lovely, aren't they?"

"YOU BECHA! it's nice that everything's free nowadays, growing up, my parents both had to work long hours, so i was left alone most of the time, but...now that no-one has to work,... it feels nice just doing whatever you want without time...oh, look at me, rambling on to a stranger, what did you want anyhow?"

"oh, i already got what i wanted."

"okay."

(the person leaves her be, giving the recording they were taking to another plainclothes officer)

(a week go's by as Anny gang begins to worry, not seeing her the whole time)

"kiki, lets look for the boss, she has't been at the hangout, and she's not in the prison, lets check her house."

"let's bring our gear just-in case things go sideways, gigi."

"good idea."

(kiki and gege, annys subordinates, ride their motorcycles from the hideout to annys house, seeing the lawn actually trimmed, this alarms them)

"Did someone move into her house?"

"no, her nameplates still there."

(brandishing their weapons,they cautiously go inside, to see the place clean, and someone with brushed hair at the stove, baking a tray of cupcakes)

"WHO ARE YOU, BITCH, THIS IS MAD ANNYS HOUSE, WHY ARE YOU HERE?"

"YEAH"

(the woman turns around to reveal it's any, but more well kept,and wearing light clothes)

"OH, kiki, gigi, how are my best buds doing today?"

"WE ARE NOT YOUR BUDS, LADY, WHERE IS ANNY?"

"hmhm,...oh you two,..i AM anny, remember?"

"nuh-uh, anny don't bake anything but fools. and shes got messy hair, and would never wear anything that didn't have metal studs and leather."

"heehee, would THIS(show district skar on neck) convince I'm me?"

(the two gasp)

"WHA-what happened to you anny?(kiki grabs annys face) your all..doily, and giggly, it's so unlike you!"

"what are you talking about? didn't i show you before that the tough-guy act wasn't the real me?"

"what are yu talking bout?! when was this?"

"oh,..i don't know... sometime in the past...oh, right,..last year in march."

"this is rediculous, come on anny, lets get you back to the hideout, so we can figure out what's wrong with you."(grabs her wrist)

(the oven dings)

"...can-i have one?"

"of course you can kiki, i was just about to bring them to you two after i frosted them."

"GAAAHK, something's REALEY wrong with you, boss."

(drags her out)

END OF PART 1