The clenching pain in your stomach, it hurts. You have to cough but you can't because of the way your body is arranged. Is there something on top of you? You don't know but right now it's one of your lowest priorities.

You clench your eyes shut with pain; you feel a wet sensation going down your face. Is it raining? It's too stuffy for you to be outside. You don't want to think of the possibility that it may be anything else.

You body longs to cough sneeze and move but you can't. You're stuck and it hurts you to be like this, what happened? You don't remember, you should be able to, who can't you? You start to shake, is it cold? Are you nervous? Stop shaking!

Steadily the weight on your side starts to lighten; there were things on top of you. Rubble and little pieces of little things fall back on to you as it's lifted. Something is yelled by man standing above you, a few more people start to get the things of the top of you.

After a while two of them coordinate and reach down to lift you out. They carry you for a while, it feels like to long. You want to squirm to get away, you want to ask them what the hell they think they're doing but you don't have the strength.

You wake up again and you hear the faintest sound of sobs and cries all around you, you look to your side and you see that you're on a little blanket that's only just off the ground. You groan, you look to your other side to see a blonde boy on the floor next to you.

His hair is unstylishy flopping over his face; his glasses have fallen to the ground just in front of his face. He's bruised and battered all over but you recognise him, where have you seen him. You lean on your side to face him; you brush some of the hair out of his face and go to move the glasses. His hand stops you, you see his red pupils for a second as he stares at you. He sits up and takes the glasses to put them on.

"Dude, i've said before. Never touch the glasses." He says in a low but not so low that it's raspy; it's a young low voice. He says it's so familiarly, it's as if he knows you.

"I'm sorry, do i know you?" You say innocently.

"K- Karkat?" He leans in closer to look at your face, "It's me Dave, you know. Your boyfriend or matesprite whatever you want to call it."

"I'm sorry i don't..." Remember? Is that the word? Do you know him? Maybe he's lying; he doesn't seem like your type. He seems too cool for you; you'd never fall for someone like him. He's handsome and cute but something about him just doesn't seem like something you'd like.

He looks away from you with his head slightly bowed; he runs a hand through his golden hair. He then smiles and looks at you again, he stands up. "Do you want anything? Food or drink. I'll try to find something." He walks away and a girl who just jogged in sees him and stops to talk with him, he says something while she looks at you. She looks shocked and then flings her arms around him.

She doesn't look like him she's got long black hair and dorky glasses. They're too far away for you to be able to hear what they're saying but you try nether the less. They stop hugging and Jade pats his arm, he then gestures away. She nods and walk towards you with a kind smile.

"Hey Karkat, do you remember me?" She says happily as she sits down next to you.

"No... Should I?" You say bluntly.

"Yes, but its fine. Do you know what happened? Has anyone explained it to you?" She fiddles with a bandage on your arm as you speak.

"No," You feel uncomfortable with her touching you.

"Well, the government of Tarin hated the fact that we looked after your kind so they decided they would bomb the biggest area with trolls living in it. That just so happened to be your neighbourhood. Bunches of your friend were injured in the process, a lot of people died." She tightens the bandage and it hurts slightly. "Aradia died, Tavros' legs were badly injured and he probably won't ever be able to walk again, Kanaya's unconscious Rose hasn't left her, Terezi got loads of glass in her eyes, Vriska's whole arm was blown off along with her eye on that side too, it's pretty bad but i believe we can recover."

"I don't know those people." You cut her off slightly.

She sighs, "Is there no one you remember at all?"

"I don't know... Kankri?" It takes you a while to think of a name you remember.

"Who?" She tilts her head slightly in confusion.

"Kankri, Porrim, Mituna? Those people..."

At that moment Dave walks in, he's holding three bags loosely in his hands. "What's goin' on?"

"Have you heard of Kankri?" Jade asks him as he hands her a bag.

"No, who is it?" He sits down next to her.

As they talk you push yourself up and Dave hands you a bag, you open it up and see a bottle of water and a not so nice looking sandwich. You take out the bottle and start to sip as you listen to them talk to each other, they sound like close friends. They could be seen as matesprites in the ignorant eyes but there's an edge that says not quite moirails or matesprites but it could change into it if they let it.