Well my little readers, I'm back from beyond the grave to bring you chapter 1 of the this story. It's not very fun or silly just yet. But, it will start to pick up, evantually.

Crash is not mine. OC's are mine.

Enjoy

Chapter 1 Square One

Crash Bandicoot opened his eyes to find himself lying in a hospital bed; nothing but the sound of beeping from monitors soothed his ears. The bandicoot confused to his surroundings, sat up on the bed looking around. The world around him that he become accustomed to within the last two years, seemed so unfamiliar. Crash brought his feet to the floor; he even flinched in surprise by how cold it was. Standing up, he walked towards a mirror finally getting a look at himself.

"What…?! I'm furry…! Furry... but quite dashing." Crash thought aloud, his voice was so raspy for not being used in so long, and like it had gone through puberty. The bandicoot was also taller than he was before; almost reaching almost 6 feet.

"Why do I feel so... empty? I feel like a clean slate, back at square one." He thought, as he tried to recall that happened to him.

The behind him opened. Crash turned to see Brio and Janet walk into the room.

"Hi Crash; you look much better." Brio, glad Crash finally woke up.

"Who are you?" Crash asked, confused.

"You don't remember me?" Brio asked, the smile rapidly fading.

"Never seen you before in my life! Should I know you?"

"Janet…could you leave us alone for a little while?"

"Of course." The scientist, knowing Brio wanting to do this in private, left immediately.

"Do you know your name?" Brio asked.

"No…" Crash answered, quietly.

"Your Anthro Experiment 275, but we named you Crash Bandicoot."

Crash chuckled. "That's an interesting name."

"Do you know anything about your life?"

"No."

Brio sighed. He did not want to give Crash all the details. Close to a year ago, Crash had been found by a group of fisherman close to the port along Southeast Australia, barely alive. He had been brought to New York City where Brio, and a team scientists, had barely managed to save him. Afterwards, inducing him into a coma to heal properly. Thankfully Crash had fully recovered and was healthy however, his memory had been wiped clean.

"Sigh… Well, you were originally a normal Eastern Barred Bandicoot ,but me and my old partner genetically evolved you into what you are now."

"Wow that's pretty cool… So where's this old partner of yours?" Crash asked, curious.

Brio was debating whether or not to tell him the truth or just let him slowly regain it on his own. He wasn't ready to know yet; not when he seemed happy to be breathing.

"Well we went our separate ways and I don't know where he is now; he might even be dead (Well that's half true)."

"Okay… I didn't mean to upset you." Crash answered.

"No it's all right you didn't know." Brio replied, smiling nervously.

"What happened to me?"

"There was an accident; you were found barely alive and we had to revive, then you were in an induced coma for close to a year."

"How old am I?"

Little over 13."

"So I lost almost a year of my life." Crash asked, a little depressed.

"Yes…"

"So how much longer do I have to stay here?"

"Don't worry; you'll be leaving today. I've already arranged for you a place to stay."

"That's good; It'll be nice to see more than just these white walls." Crash said, his all too familiar goofy grin on his face.

Brio smiled slightly, he hadn't lost his sense of humor.

"I'll leave you get ready."

Brio left the room to see Commander Starling angrily greet him.

"Nitrus what is this about that "thing" being taken out of here!?" He demanded, gruffly.

Brio frowned.

"Well Commander, he would like to be out in the fresh air and I already have a place for him to stay."

"You're having this thing stay in the exact same building we are!?" He growled.

"I personally don't see what's so wrong about that. After all, it's not like he's living with you." Brio stated, coolly.

"But, it'll be hanging around Jan! I don't want that thing around her!"

"Matt don't start." Dr. Starling growled behind him.

The commander at the his fellow colleague and wife.

"Emmy…that thing with our child!"

"Matt, I don't like the idea of that thing being with our daughter either. But, we're going to have to make the best of it.

Commander Starling bit his lip anger but then sighed defeated.

"Fine! But if he does hurt her, then I'll make sure he's locked up for good! Got it?!"

"Fine, fine." Brio responded, annoyed.

The door opened as Crash walked over to them in his usual clothes.

"I'm ready to go now." Crash smiled.

"Ah Crash; allow me to introduce you to Commander Matthew Anthony Starling of the special forces. And that is Dr. Emmaline Marie Gin Starling one of the top military scientists and wife of Commander Starling." Brio, said pointing to the two glaring adults.

"Hi there." Crash greeted.

"Hello…" Dr. Starling answered, her voice seemed rather unfriendly.

Her husband just grunted.

"We better head home; it's getting late and it's almost time for dinner." The scientist sighed. "Come on Crash, you'll have dinner with us."

Crash walked out of the building with the two adults to their car. He quietly slipped into the back seat fastening his seatbelt.

The ride to their home was completely silent. Crash noticed Commander Starling would occasionally give him very awkward looks while Dr. Starling would gently pat her husband's arm. The bandicoot was tempted to ask what the commander's problem was but decided against it and looked out the window. He saw he was surrounded by enormous buildings and bright lights. Crash had never seen anything like it, yet it had some familiarity to him. Could he have been here before or something like this place?

"Crash look, this is New York City, I think you're going to like it here." Dr. Starling said, looking back at him.

Crash nodded, still looking out the window with awe.

Before long the car parked into an underground parking garage to one of the apartments; that apparently the two adults lived in with their daughter.

"Come on Crash." Commander Starling demanded.

Crash yipped a little before following them to the elevator.

After the ride and a little more walking, they reached a door labeled 723.

"Well this is our apartment." The commander unlocked the door leading them inside.

"Jan, Jan are you home?" Her father gruffly called out.

"Yeah I just got home from track." A young female voice called out.

"Darling, could you come here please?" Her mother asked.

"But Mom…"

"Jane Aurora Starling, get in here!" Her father angrily demanded.

"All right I'm coming!" The girl's voice could be heard scoffing.

Jan came into the room. She was a rather small framed girl; with long red hair and a hat covering her head. Her eyes were a brilliant shade of emerald green; and was wearing a maroon t-shirt with shale gray track pants and running shoes, with a water bottle in her hands.

"What's going…." She froze the moment her emerald eyes rested on Crash.

Before Crash had a chance to react, Jan pounced on him squeezing him tightly.

"Oh Crash, I thought I was never going to see you again." Jan cried, not wanting to let go.

"Oh we met before; cause I don't remember." Crash said confused.

Jan immediately stepped back.

"Crash it's me Jan… Don't you remember?"

"No…"

"What happened to you?" Her voice became so tiny.

"There was an accident that caused Crash to lose his memories, but he's here now, darling." Her mother soothed.

Jan looked at him with a mixture of sadness and joy; how did Crash lose all his memories, how could he have forgotten everything that happened to him.

A few more hours past as Crash along with Jan and her family, were finishing dinner.

"So am I going to a place called school?" Asked Crash.

"Yes. There you can get a fine education to build a career." Dr. Starling slurred, her breath reeked of alcohol.

"I'd have to be a scientist or a special forces commander." Crash asked.

"No, you could be lawyer, a doctor, a journalist, even an athlete." Commander Starling explained.

"Yeah, but you want me to join the military." Jan replied, bitterly.

"Honey, I didn't ask you." Her father protested.

"No, but I know you want me to."

"I didn't say that..." He growled.

"But, your thinking that…" Jan bit back.

Crash noticed the awkward atmosphere around them and tried to lighten up the mood.

"So when does this school start?" He asked, innocently.

"First thing in the morning. We even got your schedule identical to Jan's so you have someone you know." Her mother said before sloppily handing him his schedule, and knocking her plate over.

"What!" Commander Starling demanded. "They are going to be hanging around each other all the time…" Dr. Starling jabbed her husband in the ribs quieting him immediately.

"I'm sorry my husband was just gassy, you know how that is." The scientist chuckled, awkwardly.

"But, where would I go?"

"Jan will show around, I'm sure."

"What if they don't like…? I'm not like you guys." Crash whimpered.

"Oh Crash I'm sure people will love you." Jan answered, gently.

Commander Starling had an odd expression on his face.

Jan's mother then took the dishes into the kitchen as Jan looked at him beaming.

"We're going to have so much now that we can hang out all the time."

Crash grinned. "I think you and I will be great friends."

Jan giggled to herself. "He's still the same Crash Bandicoot."

A little while later, Dr. Starling led him to the apartment right next to theirs.

"Here's where you'll be staying. If you need anything, we'll be right next door. Jan will come for you tomorrow morning at 7:30 be ready."

"All right I'll be ready."

"Goodnight then." The adult left leaving Crash in his new home.

Crash looked around; there was little furniture except for a small couch and tv. The apartment was actually pretty big, but Crash figured it would start to fill as he started to fill it with more stuff if he so chose.

Crash walked into the bedroom on the far right. Inside was a bed and closet, drawer and a desk; a door led to a small bathroom with a little bathtub.

The boy could certainly call this home.

He walked over to the bed taking off his jeans and shoes.,

Crash got into the bed covering himself up before closing his eyes and falling asleep."

Could anybody feel sympathy for Crash in this situation. He has no memory of who he is. He can't remember his best friend who almost died because of him. Don't know what I'm talking about then go read Alliance to find out. Her parents are very mean spirited, although if you read beginnings you might see why. I mean, Crash is in a very dark light here and he even seems very scared. And I can't blame him. Don't worry it will get funnier. The next two chapters are actually a little goofy when Crash starts interacting with others.

Until then Read and Review.