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"Talking"
"Thinking"
Flashback
Prologue
A boy regained his consciousness. He open his heavy eyes, they meet the crying sky. The boy welcomed the feeling of the rain numbing his aching body. He could feel that something wasn't right.
It wasn't the feeling of something thicker than water running down from his eyes. No it was the strange sensation in the back of his head and the fact he didn't remember anything.
He moves his arms so he can raise his upper body into a sitting position and lean against a wall, the acting made a small moan of pain escape him. Moving was only increasing the pain.
"Oh my head… what happened? Where am I?"
He looked around and could see the inside of a room with stonewalls or what was left of it. The area was completely destroyed, weapons and rocks was everywhere and at some places blood.
"There was a fight here. But who won? Did we lose? Was I left behind?"
The boy noticed a body lying next to him.
"I guess I wasn't the only one left behind. But if he is dead then.."
He turns his head to have a better look. It's a man and he looked as beating up as the boy felt that he himself was. The boy didn't recognize the man as he studied him. The man had his black hair tied up in a ponytail, his face was turned to the sky, blood running down his mound and eyes looking dead.
"Who..are you?" it was almost a whisper but loud enough. There was no replay.
"Is he an enemy?... What if he is not.. what I'm going to do?"
The boy held his head feeling the pain again.
"It hurts. Why don't I remember?"
A movement made the boy looked back at the man, his chest was moving, faintly.
"He is alive! Okay save him. But what if he is an enemy? Friend, enemy, friend, enemy… Argh I just have to help him." The pain started to increase again. The boy's vision got unfocused.
He was standing in a dark room, only one candle was lighting the room. Before him was a dummy shaped after a grown man. The human dummy had a charka system painted on it. He formed hand seals and his hands got a green glow. He moved his hands over the dummy sending the charka into the dummy. The painted charka system started to glow the same colour as his hands.
It was like a movie had just been played before his inner eyes. And it was gone just a quirk as it came. It was strange to see himself do something like that, like it was a memory.
"Wait it WAS a memory. Healing? I can heal!"
Forgetting his pain the boy moved over to the man. The boy made the same hand seals he had seeing himself do. A force of energy move from his centre to his hands.
The boy placed his hands on the man's chest. The lost of energy made him dizzy and weaker. The boy felt his energy move like rings in the water through the man's body. The work he was doing was paying of, the big wounds on the man stared to heal and was starting to breath easier.
"Its working" the boy smiled to himself.
He continued like that a little longer. The man was now breathing without problems.
"I think he is stable now. Maybe he will be able to tell me who I'm and what is going on. But first I must find a shelter from the rain."
The boy placed his arm around the man and tried to lift him. His body screamed in protesting, so he settle with dragging the man.
The boy had only made it away from the destroyed area when he felt two energy forces.
The feeling of someone coming towards them, made his hair on his neck stand up. He quickly placed the man under a bush so that he was out of view and in that way kept him dry.
The boy ran back to the place he had taking the man from. He felt uneasy with the new arrival but maybe they could help them.
He didn't noticed his hands making seals like second nature or the rock that made him trip. His hands stopped his fall but all his energy was gone and darkness took over.
"Shit…this is not good." the boy drifted into unconsciousness.
Had the boy looked where his hands had landed. He could had seen the rocks forming them self into a clone of the man.