Okay guys, chapter two of the rewrite for your reading pleasure haha or not if you do not find it pleasurable in any way.

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CH 2

Lilliel woke up to find herself in an old fashioned room. She propped herself up into a sitting position and the white linen sheets slid off of her. Glancing around she got the sense that she was the first to use it in a long time. She swung her legs over the side of the bed and tried to stand but suddenly found herself stumbling and tipping to the side.

Just as quickly as the vertigo started, it was gone. She found the reason for her stability to be a pair of arms wrapped firmly around her. "Easy there. The sedative is still in your system so you're going to feel dizzy for a little while longer," said what seemed to be a male teenage voice, coming from behind her. She steadied herself and turned around to face the person that the arms and voice seemingly belonged to.

The person behind her was none other than the cloaked figure from her room. She stumbled back a few steps, pushing him away as she went. His arms lowered slowly and it almost seemed as if he was… sad… No, that couldn't be right. This was the heartless man who kidnapped her.

She studied the figure and when it was apparent he was going to make no move towards her she relaxed ever so slightly. "... Are you going to tell me who you are?" Lilliel asked, gauging his reaction as much as she could with his hood still up. He paused for what seemed like hours until he finally pulled off the hood to reveal a boy about 15 with choppy silver hair. He still had a black blindfold over his eyes however, which still made reading his emotions difficult. "I'm Riku." he uttered simply.

"Why did you kidnap me?" Lilliel asked. "We need your help." He responded in a monotone voice, not letting anything slip. He was good at this. "Help?" She questioned, hoping to get some form of reaction out of him that would let on to what he was thinking. "Yes your... Powers will be helpful to us."

This was not the response she was expecting, not even close, and it in turn left her speechless. "Excuse me? Powers?" she managed to choke out, quite confused. "Yes. You probably don't remember because of the 'incident' but you have amazing powers. They will be of great help to us. But of course first we need to restore you memories, which might take awhile." If Lilliel thought she was confused or surprised a moment ago, it was nothing compared to how she felt right now. She stood, gaping, for a moment trying to form words but it seemed she had lost her voice.

'Powers? Lost memories?' After a moment she finally regained her speech. "Uh just one teeny tiny question for you; WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU SMOKING?" she shrieked at the now bewildered boy. Obviously he was not expecting that reaction. Honestly though, did he really expect her to just go along with it and not question it at all? The stuff he was telling her was absolutely insane, not to mention impossible!

"In time you will understand. Get some rest." He muttered, back to his stoic demeanor, and with that he was gone

Lilliel rolled around on her bed for a while thinking. When that got too boring she got up and searched her room, but she came up with nothing. After some thought she decided that since she was never told not to leave the room that she was allowed to, or at least she convinced herself this. To be honest, at this point she was so bored that she didn't even care if she was caught and punished, and to further convince herself it was fine she told herself that it seemed like she would be here for a while so why not get use to her surroundings?

She slowly walked to the door, still debating whether or not she should leave the confines of her room. She opened the door to find a hall way that looked like a bomb had gone off in it. Curiosity seeped in and all thoughts of punishment were left behind as she took in the destruction. 'What the hell happened in here?' she thought to herself, carefully picking her way over scattered boards, pieces of plaster and wall paper, and picture frames. One particular picture caught her eye and she picked it up, brushing dust and dirt off of it as she did so.

The said picture showed her seven people, all garbed in lab coats. Six of them, who looked like students, were standing around a blond man with a goatee and a scarf who was sitting at his desk. "Hmm wonder who they are..." she wondered out loud."Well maybe I'll find out." She muttered as she slid the old photo from its cracked frame and pocketed it.

She reached the end of the hall way after many stumbles, splinters, and clumsy acts which she was surprised hadn't brought someone up to see what the commotion was by now. She reached the end of the hall and had the option to go right or left. After much hemming and hawing she turned right down the more brightly lit hall way. After what seemed like an eternity of walking down the dank hall she came to a stair case.

"Wow." She breathed in awe. It was one of those double stair cases usually seen in older more wealthy houses or castles. Once she got over the stair case she saw the front door. It didn't look locked and there were no guards or anything visibly protecting it. It seemed too easy…

She decided to look around some more first because if she were to leave she would need some supplies. She continued down the hall and reached another bend. At the end of that hall was a door, just like her own. She cautiously tried it and found that it was unlocked. She slowly opened it and found a room completely unlike her own.

It was absolutely white except for the drawings that were taped all over the walls and the huge vase of flowers on the table that took up the majority of the room. "Hello Lilliel. My name is Namine." She turned at the sound of the voice and found a girl about her age sitting at the end of the table. This new person had medium length blond hair that was swept over her shoulder and she wore a plain white summer dress. "How did you know my name?" Lilliel ask the girl, keeping her guard up as she narrowed her eyes. There was something about this girl that she didn't like...

"I like to know about the happenings of the house I live in. It is dreadfully boring and so when someone as interesting as you shows up it interests me." The girl, Namine, said with a sweet smile. "Hn." was Lilliel's only reply.

She did not sense any malicious intentions from this girl but something was still off about her. She turned and walked back out of the room, ignoring Namine's words about how they were going to be great friends. 'Yah, like hell they were.' Lilliel scoffed to herself.

Lilliel ran down the hall from which she had come and around the corner to the stair case. Instead of running out the front door she ran to try each other door. She knew that she would never be able to survive on her own with just the clothes on her back. She was not sure where they were or even if there was a town nearby.

The first was closed off by boards that had fallen and blocked the entrance. She pulled them off with little difficulty and vaguely wondered when she got this strong. She had always been strong growing up with all guys but never THAT strong. Sadly she noticed that the door was locked. Well she wasn't going to give up that easily she thought, determined.

She took a deep breath and kicked the door as hard as she could and, to her surprise, it flew off its hinges and slammed into the opposite wall. "Yah I definitely wasn't that strong before." she said gaping and the now cracked door across from her. She shook her head, reminding herself to focus, and ran inside the small room and looked around.

It seemed like an old closet of sorts. She found a bag under some old musty coats and after some more searching came up with a small sleep mat and pillow used for camping. She stuffed them into the bag and, after one more scan of the room, went back out into the main foyer.

After further investigation of the rest of the rooms along the entrance hall she found a chest which she easily smashed open with her new found strength. Inside she found a fair amount of weird money. She assumed it was the currency here, wherever here was, and also shoved it into her pack. She ran back out and tried the last of the doors.

In the first two she found little more than some dust bunnies and roaches, but in the last one she found a large kitchen. Grinning she raided the cabinets for food that she would be able to eat as it was and that would not perish easily, as she did not know how long it would be until she found a place to restock. After making sure her pack was secure, she had everything, and no one was around, she quickly made her way to the front door.