He was dead. Well, supposed to be dead. He had felt his soul being ripped apart, He had felt himself losing consciousness. He had felt his senses growing more and more distant. So why was he here? On a random beach in sunny bay? only time would tell.

The bright sun burned his eyelids. His clothes stuck to his sweaty skin. He was quite uncomfortable. He thought it was a dream. After all, He was supposed to be dead. However, this soon changed when Mephisto, the dead sorcerer, woke up to see crowd of faces above him.

"Who is he?"

"Mommy, is that boy okay?"

"You don't look to good, kid."

"Oh, god, someone call 911!"

Mephisto was lying on his back. His eyes flicked back and forth, confusion emanating from the boy. The sun was so bright it burned his eyes. He shot up on instinct, sand flying from his matted hair; and was immediately sent back down by a searing pain in his chest. Colors flashed in front of his eyes. He curled up in a ball, a high-pitched whimper escaping from his cracked lips. Where was he? Who was he?

"Hello, 911?...Yes, we found a boy on Sunny Bay beach, east of the 7th lifeguard post. He's pretty beaten up...No, I dont know his name...He just washed up out of nowhere!..Okay, please come quick!"

Mephisto looked up to see a kind faced man, probably in his late 50s, looking down on him.

"Just try not to move, okay son? Don't worry, the paramedics are on their way."

Mephisto tried to say something in return, but his mouth felt like it was filled with cotton, and he could only manage a weak cough in response, which sent another wave of pain through his body. He struggled to breath. His head pounded. He couldn't move. He could hear the sensation of blood in his ears. The boy's eyes clenched shut as he prayed for the pain to subside. Soon enough, he heard a faint wailing in the distance. It gradually became louder and louder until it hurt his ears. Mephisto squinted to see the crowd surrounding him part to make way for several people dressed in blue. They were carrying this strange board, in which they shoved it underneath the motionless boy, causing pain that made him want to scream. They carried him into this red box, surrounded in flashing lights. As soon as the doors closed, he could feel the sensation that he was moving. He felt sick. His heart started racing. He couldn't breath. He was seeing stars. His eyes couldn't focus. Before he could do anything, his vision swirled into darkness.

Mephisto awoke suddenly, a high pitched ringing filling his ears. The room he was in was clad with white. once again he was surrounded by people. Some of them were talking into small, thin boxes, while others were writing on notepads. He felt nauseous, like he had been spinning around.

"Where...am I?" the feeling of words coming out of his mouth seemed unnatural and distant, like it wasn't actually him speaking. Still, the sensation burned his throat. As soon as he mumbled these few words, everyone in the room snapped to attention, like they were all on edge. All of their expressions instantly went from casual to a mixture of concern and assorted fake smiles.

"Ahem." he was greeted by a short haired, middle aged woman. "Son, do you know where you are?"

He shook his head.

"Okay, well, do you know your name?"

Mephisto contemplated her statement. He at least tried to. His mind was a mess, all he could do was shake his head as he felt his cheeks heat up and his heart start to race.

"It's okay, son, calm down." The woman gave a warm smile and placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. She then turned to the small group of people, her expression changing again into one of great concern. As she began to speak, the young sorcerer tried to listen in, but the ringing in his ears and throbbing in his head made it almost impossible to hear anything quieter than a loud talk. he laid back on his pillow, staring at the pure white ceiling. Out of the corner of his eye, he could faintly see the small crowd nodding and walking out of the room. The woman then approached him again, the affectionate smile replacing the confused frown on her lips.

"Hello, sweetie! Im Holly. Nurse holly!" She brushed her curly black hair out of her face as she placed her notebook on the table to the side of his bed, her dark brown eyes never leaving his. "Well, honey, Im going to ask you a few questions, is that okay?" she picked up a blue folder and started firing different questions at the boy, like how old he was or where he was from. All these Mephisto couldn't answer. He really didn't know.

"Okay, honey. I need to go enter these in the computer. I'll be right back." she let out an exhausted sigh, glanced a reassuring grin at the boy, and walked out. For a few seconds, he sat there, still feeling groggy and unoriented. as he flexed his fingers out in front of him, a shiny formation caught his eye. he glanced at the strange object, to be met with another set of hands. This was a mirror. Mephisto stared at his reflection. His violet hair was matted and unkempt, a long, thick scab ran along the side of his head from the length from his eye to his mouth, both of his lips were cracked and dry, a thin tube stuck out of the side of his arm, and a thick, white cast was constricting most of his abdomen. But what freaked him out the most was his bright green eyes. Emerald orbs staring back at him, into his soul. He could feel a slight hint of recognition in his heart, like he knew who this person staring back at him was, but he couldn't pinpoint just what. Then, as if on cue, Holly once again entered the room. She brung with her a jug of ice water, and the sight made Mephistos mouth flood with saliva.

"I figured you may be thirsty!" she seemed to notice the emanating rapture from the boy. She gave him a glass, and within seconds it was gone. The dryness from his throat made him feel a bit better. "So,pumpkin, how'bout some T.V?"

T.V? What was that? Still, Mephisto found himself nodding his head. Holly pressed a button, and a black box on the wall illuminated with bright colors, accompanied by catchy pop music. Then, a loud voice erupted from the speakers.

"Come see the hit band Lolirock at the Sunny Bay event center! Come see Talia, Auriana-"

Two girls dressed in bright attire danced across the screen. Mephisto felt something, like a feeling of recognition deep in his soul. He had to shake his head to rid the thought.

"-and Iris!"

Mephisto's stomach dropped. his heart started racing. He knew her. bright blond hair, icy blue eyes. Oh,god. He felt like he was involuntarily scared. He didn't know why, but he felt like he did something to him, and it freaked him out.

"I-Iris?" was all he could muster.

"Excuse me?"

"I-I know her."

"Oh,my...Hang on." Holly stood up from her chair, and pulled the small box everyone seemed to have out of her pocket and started to frantically tap at it. She then spoke with an obvious tone of anxiousness in her voice.

"Hello? Hi Ellen!...Listen, Your niece, Iris, she's in a band, Lolirock?...Thought so...I have a slight emergency here at the hospital, and I need you to bring her up here to speak with someone...yes...room 742...okay, thank you so much! goodbye."

Oh SHITE.

HOi! This is my first story and I have worked so hard on it! This is kinda what would take place after season 2 after the...well...EVENTS THAT OCCURRED. With each chapter (or sometimes half chapter) there will be a POV change so dont be surprised. I really hope you enjoy and sorry for any errors! I accidentally deleted the original, so I stayed up real late to finish dis... GoodBOI!

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