Author: This is going to be a different story compared to my other Lost Fanfiction, LoSt AgAiN. They may or may not have some similarities, but very few.

Enjoy

I woke up in a makeshift tent, unsure about why I was there. I sat up, and immediately wished I hadn't. My head ached, and when I put my hand up to feel it, there was a bandage wrapped around my head. I heard a noise outside my tent, and a man walked in. I couldn't help it; I screamed. The man jumped, and quickly shushed me.

"It's ok. I'm the Doctor." I stopped screaming, and looked at him. ""Where am I?" I asked him. He sat down next to me and felt my forehead.

"First, can you tell me what you remember?" He said. I thought hard. Then I remembered; I had been running through the jungle with Ethan to go to a plane crash on the beach, but I tripped and hit my head against a rock... Shit, I can't tell them that, otherwise my cover will be blown. Think quick... I sighed. "I remember falling through the trees, then hitting a branch and falling to the ground. Then I just woke up now" I lied. The man nodded, then turned around and handed me a water.

"Well, I'm glad you're awake. You've been unconscious for a week" He said. I stared at him. "You're joking, right?" I asked.

He looked at me with a sober face, then laughed. "Yes, I'm joking. You've only been unconscious for a day" The man said. I sighed in relief. "That's good" I said. I held out my hand. "I'm Claramond" I said. The man took my hand and shook it. "Nice to meet you Claramond. I'm Jack. Jack Shepard." He said.

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I walked out of the tent. Jack said he wanted me to get some exercise, which was good with me. I needed to get to know as many people as I could. I walked over to a group of people talking. "Someone's finally awake". A man said when I was over. "Welcome back to the living man" He said, holding out his hand. "Hurley." He said. I shook his hand. "Claramond." I said

"Claramond. That's an interesting name, but I think I'll call you Concussion." The man behind Hurley said. I looked at him. He was leaning against a piece of the plane, and smirking at me. He looked like a cowboy. "Thanks for giving me a nickname that makes me sound like I'm from the X-Men" I said sarcastically. "My pleasure." He said, ignoring my sarcasm. I walked over to him.

"If we're calling each other nicknames, I'm gonna call you Cowboy." I said, smirking. Cowboy looked at me. "I'd prefer Sawyer" Cowboy said. "And I'd prefer Claramond. But neither of those things are going to happen, are they?" I asked. I turned and walked away. "See ya later, Concussion." Cowboy called out after me.

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I walked over to the shore and sat down. I stared at the sunset. "Mind if I join you?" A voice came from behind me. I turned and saw an Arabian man. "Sure." I said, turning and facing the ocean again. "Thank you." He said, sitting down. I stared at the ocean. I've always hated water, but I thought the ocean is the most beautiful thing in the world.

"You're Claramond, correct?" He asked, breaking the silence. I turned to him, confused about how he knew my name. "I overheard your conversation with Sawyer." The man said after he saw my face. "Oh, yeah my name's Claramond" I said sighing. "I'm Sayid." He said. "Cool." I replied. "I don't recall seeing you on the plane." Sayid stated casually. Uh oh. "I try not to draw attention to myself." I said, not panicking. Nice. Sayid didn't say anything else. I changed the subject. "I don't recall seeing you on the plane either." I said.

Sayid smiled. "I prefer not to draw attention to myself." He answered. I laughed. Sayid didn't do anything except stand up. "Be careful of the enemies you make here." Sayid said, and then he left, leaving me to wonder what the hell that meant.