Prologue
Catnap woke up groggily, another day in his horrible, boring life in that hellish town.
The scent of vanilla was what had woken him.
"No..." he murmured, a hint of fear in his voice.
Father Dogday, the Prototype's "Prophet," was releasing his yellow smoke to awaken the entire town. He never stopped smiling, his eyes wide as he surveyed the houses around him.
But his gaze was especially fixed on the heretic, Catnap.
"It's time to wake up, my children," he said without blinking.
Did that dog ever sleep? Had he ever even seen him sleep?
Yes, when they were children... When things were different... were better.
When did he become what he was now? They used to be such good friends; now he had declared the entire town a heretic.
Catnap, personally, believed in God, but he didn't believe it was the Prototype. And that's why he ended up the way he is now.
The cat reminded himself to leave his house with a smile, because if Dogday took him without one... things would get ugly.
It was a rule in that town: Always smile, or Dogday will MAKE SURE you do.
The dog might act very friendly and nice, but everyone knew the kind of man he was and what he was capable of. They didn't just know, they had seen it...
Catnap had to go out and do his duties, duties that everyone had, even him. Dogday ruled that town, even though the mayor's office was held by someone else.
Everyone feared the Smiling Dog.
He thought it was going to be another normal day until he started hearing construction sounds.
Construction? That was strange.
He started to approach to see what was happening. The town was very monotonous, so it was unusual for anything out of the ordinary to occur. There were more people watching what was happening.
In the distance, on the far side of town, a house was under construction.
"Is anyone moving?" someone asked.
Move? Who would want to move to a town so far from everything?
"Interested?" Dogday's voice made them jump. They all turned to look at him. "Soon we'll have one more resident, isn't that great?" he said, smiling.
"Sure," Catnap thought with annoyance, but he still kept up his fake smile.
Part of him was worried. What would become of that poor woman once she realized how things were there?
He just hoped she was alright.
A luxury car arrived in town; everyone watched it drive by with curiosity. It was black, and no one could see who was inside.
The car stopped in front of the newly built house. A stylish young woman stepped out of the car and stared blankly at the building.
It was much smaller than the mansion she was used to, but this little place could surely be her freedom.
The chauffeur handed her her suitcases and looked at her sadly.
"I'm so sorry you had to be expelled to this place, miss."
She looked at her and gave her a small, reassuring smile, but her eyes were empty.
"Don't worry, Jenny," she said. "In that place, I was just a black sheep, degraded. But here, perhaps you can have a real home."
Jenny went over and hugged her; she hugged her back. She was the closest thing to a friend she had in that viper-filled mansion.
The chauffeur handed her a small piece of paper.
"This is my new phone number. If you need anything, you can tell me, even if you just want to talk, I'll be there."
"Thank you, Jenny." She smiled at her, and there was a little sparkle in her eyes this time. "I certainly will."
"Take care, Miss." After saying goodbye, she left.
Y/n looked toward the house and sighed.
This was a new beginning for her. She just wanted to be at peace.
To be continued...
