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Lost Memories

By: Ashley2323

Prologue

She was standing in the middle of a crowded campsite, with her family by her side. They were all gathered together, her brothers, sister, mother and father. And they all looked so happy! They were sitting around the campfire, the light playing on their features. They were roasting marshmallows over the fire. Smiling broadly, she went to join them. Her brother handed her a stick and stuffed a marshmallow onto it for her.

Smiling and almost drooling in anticipation for her favorite snack, she held the treat out over the dancing fire. She watched it carefully, patiently as she slowly turned it, making sure that each side was perfectly roasted until golden brown. She could almost taste it! The crisp perfectly cooked outer skin, the soft and mushy insides. By the time it was finished, she could hardly control herself. She looked over at her brother, who was hastily setting the marshmallows on fire and laughing as her other brother blew it out and scolded him. They were always so cute, her little brothers. Of course, her brother didn't pay the other any attention at all. He shoved the charred remains of the sugary snack into his mouth and went to burn another one.

The 'older' of the two rolled his eyes and went back to roasting his own marshmallow to make s'mores. He was finished before she was, and he stood up and gave her his perfect treat. Smiling, she took it from him and shoved it into her mouth, then taking hers out of the fire and slipping it off the stick.

She took a bite and rolled the gooey mess around on her tongue, enjoying the taste and texture for as long as possible. She went to take another bite, and was amazed to see that as she took another bite, and another, and another that the once white, round puff was not losing any mass. In fact, it seemed as if it was getting bigger! Oh yes, this was her idea of heaven, hanging out with the family she had hardly known, around a beautiful campfire, under a cloudless night sky eating her favorite snack, cooked to perfection that just kept growing! She eagerly shoved the entire thing into her mouth, or as much as she could manage, smearing the sticky stuff all over her face. She moaned with pleasure as she chewed on it, never wanted the moment to end.

But she didn't have very much luck; a mosquito buzzed up to her and started zipping around her face, making that incessant buzzing noise. And the noise of the pesky critter kept getting louder as she attempted to swat it away and continue eating her perfect marshmallow. The buzzing grew louder and louder as she continued to chew and drool over her treat. Then the noise became metallic sounding, and louder and louder until she could no longer ignore it…

She snapped her eyes open and realized that there was a wet spot on her pillow; she had been chewing on it! Damn, she cursed; it was all a dream. She sighed and realized the mosquito was still there. Only now the mosquito was in the form of her laptop sitting next to her bed, buzzing is little warning buzz.

Grumbling she tossed her wet pillow aside and wiped the drool from her face.

"What has that baka gotten himself into this time?" She wondered as she rolled over onto her stomach and peered off the edge of the bed. She looked at the screen, and saw that it was her brother's emergency transmitter, sending her an emergency signal and his location.

"Dammit! What did you do?" She cried. She tapped a few keys and tried to find out the nature of his call. All she could determine was that it was an emergency call; patched through to her through the transmitter she had insisted he carry with him everywhere. She had one as well, that sent a signal to him.

She wasn't very alarmed though, last time he used it he only wanted to get some advice on a ring for his girlfriend. And from what she knew, the girl was now his fiancée. However, she had never met the woman.

But still, she had to check it out; he could really be in trouble. Her tiny feelings of dread and worry for her little brother were heightened when the transmission was suddenly terminated. The transmitter had been destroyed!

Cursing again, she tapped a few more keys and brought up the last location he was at when he sent the signal. She copied some maps, and then, after reciting a few choice words, she grabbed around for a T-shirt and her jeans and started to pack up the laptop.
She pulled her long, chestnut brown hair into a high ponytail, allowing her almost as long choppy, uneven bangs to hang loose, since they were not long enough to fit into the tie. Throwing her computer into an old backpack and pulling on her most comfortable pair of running shoes, she grabbed her patch on the way out the door. Whatever that moron had done, he was definitely going to hear it from her. Of all the nerve, waking her up in the middle of the night, from a perfectly good dream just for some surely trivial reason. At least he saved me from eating my pillow. She thought bitterly. But still, the transmission had been cut, the device destroyed, what were the chances of that happening? What if something had actually gone wrong?

She pushed the thoughts from her head and tried to come up with some explanation that would put her fears at ease. He probably just dropped it, she assured herself. That's all that happened. He dropped it; there's nothing wrong…

He had been in the middle of an investigation when it happened. One minute he was questioning some drug addict about someone he had seen in the vicinity, the next thing you know, some rent-a-thugs claiming to be soldiers of some sort had him gagged and hog-tied. He desperately grabbed for the emergency transmitter his sister had given him 'just as a precaution'. He was glad he had accepted it. He just hoped she took him seriously and came to his rescue. It was the only chance he had. He had no way of contacting the other Preventors, so that was the best he could do. But, she would know whom to contact for help.

He watched as the leader of the group approached him and studied him for a moment. He glared at him for all he was worth, but it didn't make much of a difference. The man saw him struggling with the small electronic device, and studied it for a moment too.

"Now, now, what do we have here?" He drawled. He kicked it out of his hands and stepped over to where it had fallen a few feet away.
"What's this? A transmitter? Very clever, but I'm afraid it wont do you any good." He stepped on the transmitter, watching in fascination as it shattered into thousands of tiny pieces. A crooked grin crept onto his face and he looked directly into the young man's eyes. Unexpectedly, he began to laugh. "Nice try, Mr. Maxwell, but we have other plans for you."

They were in the middle of the meeting when the perfect soldier walked in. He looked calmly around the room until he had everyone's complete attention.

"Duo has disappeared." He announced casually. He glanced at the shocked faces of the people sitting around the room.

"What do you mean, he disappeared?" Sally Po asked.

"Exactly what I just said." Heero sighed. "He's gone, we can't find him or get a hold of him. We suspect that he has been…" Heero paused as he tried to find and appropriate way to say that Duo had been kidnapped. "…Abducted." He said finally.

"Abducted!" Quatre cried. "You mean someone has taken him?"

"That's what I said." Heero answered monotonously.

"Where was he last seen?" Trowa asked, equally as toneless.

"Somewhere in the L6 colony cluster. No one has spoken to him since he arrived there, so we can't be sure exactly which colony he was on."

"Didn't you receive an emergency transmission from him?" Wufei asked.

"Nope, he just…disappeared."

"Well, how do you even know that he's gone if you didn't know where he was in the first place?" Sally pointed out, "Knowing that baka, he probably just forgot to tell us what he was up to."

"No," Heero shook his head. "Duo is gone. If he wasn't, we wouldn't have received a ransom note."

"A ransom!" Quatre cried again. Wufei started to chuckle. "They actually think we'd fall for something so primitive? They won't be able to keep Duo for more than a week."

"Possibly, but as fellow Preventors, it is our duty to look into this. We can't take any chances."

"Well Heero, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you were actually worried about the little beast." Sally smirked. Heero chose not to reply. An uncertain silence settled around the group until Quatre finally shattered it.

"So Heero, do you have a plan or not?"

Now Heero grinned and his eye flashed with excitement and he sat in his chair and leaned forward to explain his plan.

Ok everyone, here's the deal. I've got a lot of chapters to this story piled up, but if you want to read them, you need to e-mail me and tell me what you think. I don't care if it's good bad, or just plain mean. I want 10, that's right, TEN reviews otherwise this story's gonna stop right here. Which is too bad for you, because I really think this is up there with my other story 'A Hero's Child' and if you've read that, you know that this fic has got to be really great to even compare to my masterpiece.

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