Chapter 1: I remember

Heyyo~ sorry I haven't been posting for all it took was time. I have writers block for that one :P So, this is indeed another FanFic I have created. This idea just came out of nowhere, I liked it so I wrote it. I hope you guys like it :) And can you please review? It'll help me get motivated to do the next chapter really fast, and I will try. I just want to see what you think about this. Well I need to stop talking. ENJOY! And don't forget to review, fav, and follow :)

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Chapter 1

My name is Jackson Overland Frost. I am seventeen years old. I have a brother. I had a brother, he's dead now. His name was Hiccup, he was only fifteen years old. I watched him die. I know who killed him. He wanted me to avenge him. I thought he wanted me to..

"What was your brother like to you?"

My head snapped to the direction of the voice, almost forgetting that I was talking to someone. Dr. Black. Suddenly, realizing why I was here, I spoke. "He was only fifteen, and as an older brother it was my job to take responsibility, but I wasn't prepared for that moment! If only I could have-"

"Jackson, you've already done enough."

"That wasn't me," I replied through clenched teeth.

I felt my heart race, my hands started sweating and I was shaking. The doctor continued talking as I wordlessly started to tense. I never understood why at times I would start to act so strange. Wait, why was I here? I can't remember, I'm sure the doctor knew I was going to forget throughout time. Is that why he asks all these questions? My heart beat only grew faster. That's when I heard it, "How's Rapunzel?"

Suddenly, my hands weren't sweaty, I wasn't shaking and my heartbeat was normal. I felt a warm feeling in my chest at the mention of her name. Then it was gone. No, please come back.

"Rapunzel? I haven't seen her for weeks." I answered hoarsely.

I could tell that the doctor was surprised by my sudden change. So, he continued, "Tell me more about Rapunzel."

I was silent, why couldn't I talk about Rapunzel? I don't know why but I felt as if she hated me. Wait, what did I do? Well I don't know! I've been so confused and forgetting so much things I can't even remember the last time I was peaceful. More silence followed, why wasn't Dr. Black saying anything? Why was he so patient?

"She.. was my first kiss and I was hers. She doesn't know that, though." I started.

Dr. Black seemed to have been interested at what I said. Was he? Wasn't that his job? To pretend like he looks interested? He tilted his head curious, "Why wouldn't she know that you were her first kiss? Everyone remembers their first."

I looked at the floor. Man, its so.. clean. How come in these rooms the floors are all clean? In fact, what does the chemical have that makes it so clean?

"Jackson?" Dr. Black whispered, hesitantly.

What was going on with me? Since when have I been so interested in floors? No, Jack. You like floors, yes floors are nice. I looked up at the doctor, does he like floors, too?

I remembered the question, "I don't know. We were little kids, she seems to remember everything but that day."

I wanted to stop talking about her. I hate her. No you don't, she hates you. Why does she hate you, I asked myself. I don't want to talk about her, no, she.. hates me..

I felt the urge to look up, Pitch was holding a paper. I hesitated but took it. Turning it over I saw a little girl, and for some reason, I felt hope. I took in her appearance: shoulder length chocolate brown hair, brown eyes, and a hint of freckles dancing on her cheeks. Around the age of eight? Nine? There was something about her that just.. I don't know. I looked at the bottom of the picture, beautifully printed was a name. Her name, I think. Emma. Emma? Just Emma, no last name? Suddenly, I felt my blood run cold. I know her, I don't know how but I do.

"Jackson, would you mind repeating who you are but adding a bit more to it, if possible," the doctor asked, patiently.

I nodded, took a deep breathe and in a shaky voice said, "My name is Jackson Overland Frost. I am seventeen years old. I have a brother. I had a brother, he's dead now. His name was Hiccup, he was only fifteen years old. I watched him die. I know who.. killed him. He wanted me to.. avenge him. I thought he wanted me to. I.. I have.. I have a sister." I sobbed quietly but continued. "Her name is Emma, she's alive. We use to play together everyday.. I have a sister-" I couldn't. How could I forget her? How did I not know who she was for a moment? I covered my face, I was confused. Why was this happening to me?

I felt a hand on my shoulder, I jumped back startled. The doctor finally said, "Jackson, your sister is just as confused and scared as you are. I need you to tell me what happened because she needs you. She needs her older brother."

I nearly screamed, "I cant remember anything! I even forgot she was my sister!" I waited for a response but got nothing, I knew I needed to calm myself down. As I did so, faint memories danced before my eyes, it was Emma and I running through a field.. we were egg hunting, it was Easter. I smiled as I remembered the look on her ace as she found one. Then I knew what I had to do.

My name is Jackson Overland Frost. I am seventeen years old. I remembered. I have a sister, her name is Emma. And she needs me.

I hoped you guys understand what im trying to make Jack's character like, what im writing isnt just random things. If throughout the story you look closely, youll know. I hope you guys liked it :) Please REVIEW, FAV, and FOLLOW. I will accept reviews it helps me :)