The following is a one shot... with plans to become a mutiple shot. At the moment I have way to many JN:BG related things in my head so I'm posting them at random intervals to get rid of them... not sure how well that'll work but i thought I'd give it a try

working on the multiple universe theory these one shots are mostly moments from the various realities in relation to Cindy Vortex... enjoy or don't your choice.

Reality: 895362989

Code name: 4MN3514

Chapter: Amnesia part 1

She wasn't entirely sure why she started running, or even how long she'd been running. She knew that there were things before she woke on Talmaran 3, a life, a home, a family; she even remembered the last few moments from before she woke with perfect clarity.

A small Talmaran child stood frozen with terror as the cliff beside it began to crumble and fall; she was moving before she even realised what was happening, her body moving of its own accord even as her mind went through hundreds of calculations figuring out the best, most efficient way to get the child out of danger. Her mind and body reached an agreement and she grabbed the child, twisting away from the cliff she threw the child at the nearest adult. The adult caught the child as her own body hit the ground a fraction of a second before the falling rocks. The broken parts of the cliff covered her, the dust spread out in a wide circle. She felt pain and then nothing as her mind sunk into a dark place.

She didn't know how long she had remained under the rocky pile; she remembered waking in small lapses, surrounded by a strange warm/cold light, she remembered chanting and incense and a strange feeling like ice was crawling under her skin, in her skin, through the muscle and sinew, through the bones and organs of her body and then she had slept.

When she had finally woken she had not known her name, she could not recall anything before the child. The Talmarans told her she had come to their planet from far away; that she had been running. They had not told her what her name had been, they gave her the remnants of the things she had been wearing during the accident and the bag she had brought with her and left her alone for a time to sift through the clues.

In the bag she found clothes, just a few sets of pants and some shirts, along with a collection of odd things: a box of universal tools, some bracelets and necklaces all of different design and – though she didn't know how she knew - different origins.

They gave no hint to her own origins and left her feeling frustrated, she balled her hands into fists, her green nails digging into pale, tan coloured flesh. She exhaled through clenched teeth and suddenly felt the need to move. She stood and let her body move once more of its own accord, it moved slowly in fluid, rolling motions, her breathing evened out and she found herself becoming calm.

She knew this; this was familiar, practised… Tai chi; the words found their way to the front of her mind where they sat staring at her waiting for… something. She stopped moving and sat down holding the words tai chi gently in her mind as she turned them around and around, poking and prodding trying to remember how she knew tai chi, where she had learnt it. She was rewarded with a small headache, so she let the words go before turning to the shredded materials that had been her clothing on the day she had been pinned beneath a rock slide.

There was some green and some blue; both sets of rags were stained with red. Her blood. She shivered at the thought and ran her fingers over the scraps before picking them up; as she did a small silver thing fell from a fold in the fabric. She bent down and picked it up, it was scratched badly and from the jagged edge at on end she suspected it had been broken, the barely legible writing incomplete. A loop on the opposite end to the break informed her that this had, at one time, been a pendant.

She ran her thumb lightly over the words trying to figure out what they meant.

Cyn…… Aurora.

Her name? Something about the words echoed in her head, the words were… not right but they were hers.

So... yeah, tell me what you think