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The pounding in his head was so loud, he could barely hear anything. But, he could hear the steady beep of his heart beat and the smell of bleach everywhere. He groaned, He could feel the pounding headache pound in his head relentlessly. It feels like he was just hit by a truck. His body aches and he feels very groggy

When he finally opened his eyes, he found himself in a blank white room. There was an IV set on one side of him and a heart monitor on the other. He tried to get up, but failed miserably, making the pounding in his head ten times worse. It was then he noticed his bandaged arm, his leg in a cast and the bleach white gown.

Heart monitors? IVs? Bleach white gowns? This can only mean that he's in a hospital!

But, how did he get in the hospital? When did he get here? Why is he here? What happened? And more importantly. Who Was He?

It was then that Kendall felt the intense stares looking at him. No doctor could be staring at him like that. Finally gaining the courage, fearing of who he was going to see, he managed to get in an upright position and look beside him to see who was staring at him. He was met by two unfamiliar faces, their eyes boring into him with worry and hope. They were both looking at him with big bright smiles when they saw him returning their gaze. There was a blond man and woman, they looked about their mid-thirties.

They were both dressed in nice clothes that must have cost a lot. The woman was wearing a pretty light blue dress that went all the way to her knees. Jewelry decorated her; she had a gold necklace that made the room sine in gold. It looked like it would have cost a fortune to buy. Bracelets hung from her wrist, they made a clinking sound every time she moved. But her friendly smile distracted a little from the looks.

The man was wearing a dark gray dress shirt that made the air around them seem cold. An air of confidence surrounded him making him look even tougher. His strong jaw and dark blue eyes made him feel like he should drop and do 50 sit ups and pushups, even in the way he feels now.

"Oh honey! How do you feel?" the green eyed woman cooed. She checked her watch like she was expecting something.

She looked about five foot five; with long almost dirty blonde hair with light brown highlights that reached about half way down her back. She had big green eyes that looked at him with concern. She looked perfect, like she never aged a day after 20 but the look in her eyes gave her age away.

"Son we almost thought we lost you there." the man exclaimed, sighing a bit in relief, patting him on the back. He was a giant next to the petite woman; he looked over six feet tall. He also had dirty blond that was a bit darker that was cut short. Perfectly shaved face and pearly white teeth. He was muscular with big arms that surrounded the woman. It looked as if he was almost crushing her; she just smiled up at him.

"Who are you! Why am I at the hospital!" Kendall stammered almost fearing the answer. He didn't know who these people were, how can he trust them? But then, how can he trust himself? He didn't even know who he was!

"Oh, don't be silly honey!" she said in a light tone, "We are your parents." She looked at her watch nervously again, before smiling back at him with care.

"P-parents?" he stammered trying to get this information through his empty skull. So now he has parents that he can't even recall. His 'mother's' face fell, looking so sad he almost felt bad for not knowing who she was.

"We know you're still mad at us but don't be so mean." his 'father' glared at him.

"Oh honey, we are so glad you're ok, that was a nasty accident. I don't want you to play sports again. Thankfully you weren't hurt too badly." His body could oppose to that, he felt like his head was getting pounded with bricks, plus the throbbing pain in his leg and arm.

"You broke your leg, but you just scratched your arm pretty deeply. But you did hit your head pretty hard. They had to rush you to the hospital immediately because it was bleeding too much." That would explain why his head was hurting so much. That didn't explain why his body felt as if it was just set fire to.

"What sport was I playing?" He asked curious as to what could cause him so much pain.

His parents shared a very quick nervous glance that "You were playing, lacrosse. I want you to stop playing for now ok. That game is so violent I don't want you to get hurt again." His 'mother' frowned disapprovingly.

"Why are you asking us this? You should know." His 'parents' looked at him in confusion.

He ignored them and tried to get up. He groaned when he felt pain shoot through his entire body. He needed to go to see how he looked. He needed to know who he was, at least in the way he looked. He didn't even know his own name but he could do something about having the knowledge of his appearance. He didn't even know the name of his suppose parents, were they his parents? They seemed genuine enough. Very caring and worried at that. But, he pushed that thought way, he couldn't really say anything he didn't even remember what his own name was; how wouldn't be able to know who his parents are.

"I need to go to the bathroom." He tried another attempt of getting up, succeeding…a little bit. Well not really, he stumbled and almost fell flat on his face. If it wasn't for his 'father' he would have fallen face first on the polished hardwood floor. The man led him to the room that must be the bathroom. He closed the door, not before he quickly glanced at both his 'parents' on the other side waiting for him happily. His 'mom' checked her watch again, looking around franticly. What was with that?

He shut the door pushing all his questions aside and walked to the mirror that was on the other side of the small bathroom.

A blond boy with big innocent light bottle green eyes stood in front of him. He looked about 16 and 5'8, a good height. He looked about 16. He had a strong jaw and big eyebrows, was one of the main things he noticed. He had a small scar on the upper right corner of his forehead. It was light like it was an old scar that never quite faded. It was hidden by his hair, swept over and covered most of his forehead.

He looked down at himself he was kinda muscular, and he was an ok looking guy, nothing wrong with him, and he did resemble his 'parents' in a lot of ways. He looked like someone that spent their whole life working out and playing sports. He was very pale with rosy cheeks; he still looked like a little kid. Hopefully that would fade or something.

He tried to see if he remembered even a glimpse of who he was before he forgot everything. But, it was just an abyss that leads nowhere. His eyes filled with tears of frustration, he just wanted to remember Something, Anything! Something as simple as his name would make him feel better. But the wrenching pain he got from his head made him stop trying to remember. He took a big breath and tried to stop himself from crying out in frustration.

He composed himself and walked out of the bathroom looking at his 'parents.' Well if he can't find the answers maybe his parents can. He seemed to believe their story, it was very genuine and believable, so he would go with it.

"I-I can't remember anything." He stammered looking at them in the eye.

"Oh sweetheart, I'm so sorry. Are you ok?" She looked at him with pity, before walking over and giving him a big hug, minding his arm. He looked shocked at first, but returned the embrace with the same amount of tightness and…longing.

But he broke away from his mother and stepped back to look them both in the eyes.

"Who am I?" they paused and looked at him. He held his breath; waiting for the answer he was ready for anything.

"Son, your name is…" his father looked at him with happy but sad, cold blue eyes." Jason McCarthy."

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Will they ever find Kendall? Who are these mysterious people that are calling themself Kendalls or should I say Jasons parents? Who do you think is behind this.

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