Chapter 1-
The world around me was hazy when I opened my eyes, a distinct stabbing pain was present in my right temple, and my body had gone almost numb.
For what seemed like forever my ears rang, and I couldn't hear a thing. Eventually it stopped though, and the frightened cries of children suddenly surrounded me.
"Tobey!? Tobey are you ok?!"
"Call 911!"
"Tobey, Tobye McCallistar can you hear me?"
I blinked and the fog lessened, (though it was blocked by the broken glass of my glasses) the fuzzy gloom turned into a beautiful face. She had dark skin, a small nose, and big brown eyes. Her hair was a dark brown and short, kept back with a small reddish brown headband.
She was looking terrified, I wasn't sure why. I wanted to say some sort of greeting but as I opened my mouth I became aware of a strong salty taste- blood.
Suddenly it all became clear!
I had fallen (from where I couldn't remember) the ground had been coming closer and I had braced myself for some sort of tuck and roll-only to smash to the ground, slamming my head against a rock.
With all the strength I could muster I lifted my hand and tenderly touched my right temple, the hot sticky blood staining my fingertips.
"What are you doing?" The girl yelped, forcing my hand down, "Don't move!" she instructed.
I swallowed thickly, "Wasss going on?" I said in an incredibly slurred voice, "Whooo're you?"
She blinked, "Becky-Becky Botsford."
A misty (also panicked) voice came from out of my sight, "Is something wrong?"
Obviously there was something wrong, and had I the strength I would have rolled my eyes at the stranger.
"His glasses are broken I don't think he recognizes me," the girl called Becky said, wrapping her fingers around my hand.
The pain in my temple was starting to throb now, and I was sure of the darkness edging around my vision, "I'm sssorry, I'm afraid I don' recog-regonize your name," I smiled ever so softly, unaware of the blood that coated my teeth.
Becky's brow furrowed, her face set in slight revulsion-most likely due to the copious amount of O Positive coming from my wounds.
She shook all of this off amazingly though as my eyelids fluttered to a close, all that surrounded me was darkness, but I could still hear the annoying voices.
And one in particular made me think.
"No, no, no Tobey don't! Stay awake, the ambulance will be here soon! Theodore!"
The panic and worry in her voice was enough to confuse me, but what was worse was that I didn't know who this "Tobey Theodore" was!
When I woke next I was in a white room, the strong disgusting smell of disinfectant filling my nose. All the pain I had been experiencing before was now either a soft throb or completely gone!
I realized right away that there was someone sitting next to the soft bed I was now in, but due to the lack of my glasses I couldn't make out the face. I only knew that it was not that girl, that-Becky Botsford that I had met earlier.
Though my arms felt like they were filled with led I managed to lift one. (the other was set in a sling so I didn't bother trying to move it)
With care I grabbed the shiny new glasses at my bedside table and placed them upon my nose.
With the room clearer I felt myself relax, only to go rigid as that blasted name was repeated. "Tobey!"
I blinked at the woman who apparently shared the same hair color as myself, she put out a hand and clutched mine. Shocked, I attempted to pull away, "Unhand me!" I yelped-severely annoyed that a stranger had the audacity to sit at my bedside and grasp my hand as though she was an old friend. And he was certain that she wasn't an old friend-mostly because he was only ten years old.
The woman looked both surprised and angry at the same time, and I could tell she was about to unleash upon me the speech of a life time when a man that I assumed was a doctor entered the room.
"Mrs. McCallistar," he said pleasantly.
I made a soft humming sound, I recognized that name-it had been mentioned in my last bout of consciousness.
"Doctor," The woman said, standing up to her full (and actually rather impressive) height. The Doctor smiled before he picked up a metal clipboard, "Severe head trauma, fractured Radius and Ulna, but I think he's going to be ok. Your boy has a very strong body Mrs. McCallistar! He should be able to return to normal life in about four weeks or so."
With that sentiment he reached down and grabbed my foot as though I was a toddler, "How do you feel Tobey?"
There it was again, I was beginning to sense a trend. (Were I not suffering a concussion I assure you I would have figured this out sooner!)
"Tobey is...me?" I said, adjusting my overlarge glasses.
The Doctor's brow furrowed, "Yes it is, Theodore McCallistar...Tell me, do you recognize her?" he pointed to the strange woman.
I frowned, piecing together all that had happened her identity dawned upon me, "Do correct me if I have gotten this wrong, I do believe she is my...mother?" I gave a hopeful look.
The Doctor merely continued to frown, "Where do you go to school?" he offered up another question.
Suddenly eager to please I attempted one again to extrapolate from my surroundings just where I expressed my apparent genius...Only I came up blank.
"I...I'm unsure, is it important?"
As I was talking I became aware of the horrified expression on the woman's face (I was still unsure as to whether she was my mother or not, though it seemed likely)
The Doctor bit his bottom lip before he hooked the metal clipboard upon the end of my bed.
"Mrs. McCallistar I'm sure it has already become apparent to you, but I'm afraid I must tell you that...Your son has Amnesia."
It's amazing how I have one story all planned out, I tell people I'm going to write it...And then I get sidetracked by a totally new idea! Not to mention the fact that I won't be able to write practically at all until after Sunday this week!
All well, this ought to please some Tobey fans ;)
Apologies for any mistakes.
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