Chapter IV: TRUST

A gale of darkness brushed my face, anger and hatred filled my heart, pain unleashed from the depth of my soul. The bright light of the sky gradually turned dark and unfamiliar, the things that flow through my heart are indescribable. I could see the fear and anger inside the staff of mine, the staff was surrounded by an aura. The aura slowly took form as a sword. As the aura flowed into the staff, it morphed into the same sword I wield yesterday. It was clear to me, that the sword was a bunch of my feelings into one, but why was that kind of feeling so strong? Isn't the feeling suppose to be bad? I turned around, I saw myself being controlled by the aura and darkness, and I was attacking some of my precious friends. Why am I doing things like this? WHY?

I woke up, gasping for air. I grabbed the clock and take a look at the time, it is only two in the morning. I quickly got dressed and dashed out the door.

I took a deep breath, I just love the sight of the beautiful plains. I remember the first time when I showed Elsword a side of me that I would never show anyone else. Those memories that hold truth and meaning are now gone. Will Elsword ever remember me? I tried my very best to hold the tears back, if I let them flow out it will be a sign of weakness. It was hard to hold back, a drop of tear touched my hands.

"You know," said a familiar voice. "This is the second time that I see you cry, I never image an enemy like you would show that weakness…"
"I… I am not your enemy," I said.
"Ummmm… I don't trust you well enough," he replied.
"Hey, do you happen to know a guy named Raven, an elf named Rena, a nasod named Eve?"
"Ya, but how do you know them? You are mysterious…"
"Well, I am a friend of theirs."
"Why are you telling me this?"
"Well I was wondering if you would like to search for them with me…"
"I don't know… I don't quite trust you."
"Do you think it is possible for me to gain your trust?"
"Maybe…"
"Well, can we go on a search to find them?"

Elsword gave me a nod. This must be my chance! I was excited than ever. If I can get him to trust me then I might be able to build up our memories together. I must not fail! I tend to gave him a smile.

I slowly opened my eyes, the blinding sun shone above me. I fell asleep on the field, is Elsword here? Didn't he say that he is going to search for Rena, Raven, and Eve with me? I began to worry, what if he decided to run away because he want to deny me but don't want to say it to my face. Tons of doubts began to fill up my heart. Suddenly, a familiar voice called to me. I turned around, there he was, Elsword, he was ready to go and waiting for me.

I stood up. I ran inside the house, grabbed my staff and dashed out.
"Let's go!" I said, enthusiastically.
"Ummm… are you forgetting to pack?" he asked.
"Well, I am a magician. I don't need to pack, I could just use a spell and make something appear in front of me," I explained.
"Oh… I thought you are a knight or something like that," he said.
"What makes you think that?" I questioned.
"Well, when you attacked Alexia, you were using a sword and now you are using a staff…" he said.
"Ya…" I replied. "Well anyways let's get going, we need to reach Bethma by midnight."

While we are walking there wasn't really anything to talk about. It was just awkward silence throughout the whole time. Neither of us could really find a topic to talk about. Before Elsword lost his memories, at a time like this he would be arguing if I was leading the right way or not, or we would be fighting about something that's not worth to fight about. Now the Elsword that stood infront of me was a different Elsword, he wasn't like the one that I know so well. Would he ever remember me?

"Hey," I started. "Who is Alexia? Why is she important to you?"
"Huh?" he replied. "Well, she's a very important childhood friend."
"Is that all she is?" I asked.
"Ya, basically…" he replied, hesitating.

Elsword's POV-
The magician was different than other people, I guess she is sort of stubborn, and strong headed. She told me that I should remember her, but I don't… if I did, would she be happy? What if I just pretend to remember who she is, that way maybe I could find out if she is trust worthy or not, but what was I like when I know her? No, I can't pretend to be who I am not!

"Ummm…" she started. "Just wondering, do you have any feelings for Alexia?"
"Not really, she's just a really good friend…" I answered.
"What if she said… I… I… love you… to you, what would you do?" She asked.
"That's a weird question to ask," I replied. "Well, I don't know.
"Oh…" she finished.

Why is Aisha asking about Alexia? Is Aisha an enemy or is she not? Even if I know her, I would lie to her, just like I did a minute ago. I still can't trust her…

PART II

Elsword's POV:
The sky slowly turned dark, with the sun touching the horizon. I stare out at the forest, looking to see if I could find anything unusual, laying right beside me was Aisha, she may be full of mysteries but she's not as mean and bad as I thought she was. Out of nowhere I could feel that my cheeks are turning red, for a second I thought I was just sweating, but I began to notice that I was blushing… I am blushing?! Why am I blushing? What is this feeling? Why would I blush just because I thought of Aisha? More importantly, why am I thinking of her? Suddenly, I felt like thunder has struck me so hard that I would die any second, memories started to fill up my head, memories…

"Baka! Don't ever give up your life just like that, don't die for someone else. That's nothing but stupidness. If you want that person to be happy too then why not save them with some plan. If they are to die, don't die with them just because you have strong feelings for them…"
"…Maybe your fight end here but 'our' fight doesn't end here… …by the word 'our' means that all of us together! It doesn't matter if you feel like it or not because we are in this together!"

Finally my head stopped hurting, but what kept me put were those sentences that accumulated into my head a second ago. Who said all that? Did I? I am pretty sure it was me, the voices sounds just like me… but who would I say any of that to? Who is the person that caused me to say that? Is this a fragment of some lost memory? I didn't understand any of this…

Aisha's POV:
I opened my eyes. The first thing I thought of was Elsword, I looked around but couldn't find him. Did he leave just because? Just when tears were about to clash down, I heard footsteps. Someone was here, someone other than Elsword, watching while I sleep. I quickly grabbed my staff and got in a 'ready to fight' position.
"Who's there?" I yelled at the mist.

Nothing…

All of a sudden two small daggers aimed at me, I quickly dodge the first dagger but was too slow for the next. I was ready, I guess, to see myself bleeding. The dagger flew toward my arm and jabbed in hard, making me drops my staff and bend down in pain. The color of red dripped down my hands and stained my sleeve. I could predict the outcome of the fight, but I could also try my hardest to change it… I quickly yanked out the sharpened knife from my fragile arm, blood was splattering all over the ground. I picked up my staff, with a fast yet elegant motion the nicely fined staff morphed into a deadly sword. I was ready to knock the crap out of whoever stabbed me.

I sensed a presence of someone nearby, I glared out at the wide open, there was nothing. Out of nowhere two more daggers flew by, I know for sure this time that I wasn't going to get stabbed by any of those. I ran toward the direction of the flying daggers. With the sword infront I dashed out, slicing everything that gets in my way, until another blade touched mine. Without hesitation, I sliced mercilessly. A palm suddenly hold the blade, I looked up, standing infront of me was a girl with a braided ponytail, her hair was red. She gave me a smile.
"You remind me of someone," the woman said. "I'm sorry if I caused that wound of yours, what may I do to help you?"
"Ummm… well you don't really need to do anything," I replied. "It's only a small cut, I've had worse…"
"You know," she started. "Come to think of it, you really do resemble to him a little bit… well anyways, I'll help you treat your wound and maybe teach you a few tricks on your sword…"
"Ummm… excuse me, what's your name?" I asked. The woman didn't reply but simply gave me a grin.

I sat down on a log, the mysterious red haired women was treating my wound. I wonder who she is and why she would help me after hurting me… it was so strange that I couldn't get a hold of it, and this woman always say that I remind her of someone… I wonder who… she looked up at me, as I look back she gave me a grin. Why is she so nice?
"There you go," she said. "That will do…"
"Ummm…" I said. "What's your name?" Again, she gave me a grin and looked away…
"I am truly sorry that I hurt you," she replied. "Do you live around here?"
"No," I said. "I am just going to Velder…"
"The capital city, huh," she simply replied. "Here I'll teach you some tricks on your sword."

She stood up, throwing me a wooden sword. "Try swinging it on me," she said. I stood up, running toward her, with a heavy swing I hit her arm… I wonder if I caused her a bruise, she smiled at me, with an elegant swift of her arm, I was on the floor. "Nice hit, but too slow of a reaction," she gave me a constructive criticism. "Try to act without thinking." I took her advice into use, I tried again, but this time I wanted to impress her by making myself unpredictable. I dashed toward her, without thinking, I slide right behind her and smacked the wooden sword right upside her head. But she, of course, blocked it as if she knows my next move. I aimed the sword at her but, to make it unpredictable, I aimed it at her side. She blocked the next move too…
"How do you know?" I asked.
"You are very similar to him," she replied. "Even your moves, too." She glared at me with her gentle ruby eyes.
"You always say I look like someone, but to me you remind me of someone, too."
"Oh really, who?"
"Well, this boy, I guess you could call him an idiot… he is stubborn yet so kind. He sometimes acts as if he doesn't care about anything but he really does care just inside his heart, because of his kindness I've fallen for him… yet I was the one who caused him to die. But after I learned something special about 'healing magic' I brought him back to life… I did that because of my selfish reasons… even if he's alive now he has no idea who I am, but seeing you reminds me of him. You know, not everyone these days have ruby eyes and red hair…"
"May I ask you, what is the name of the boy?"
"Ummm… El… Elsword…"
"One more question, does he feel the same way you do for him?"
"I think he did, before he was brought back to life…"
"You know, sometimes the most important thing that matters to you can't be easily forgotten. It will eventually come back…"
"How do you know for sure?"
"Let's just say, this boy can't easily give up on something… something so important and precious…"
"How do you know? Do you know him?"

She smiled at me, her ruby eyes shined. "Yes, in fact he is the boy that I said who you resemble to, that boy is determined… I'm sure he will remember you…"
"One last question… who are you exactly?"
"I am related to him by blood, in particular, I am his sister…"

With her last word, she disappeared as if she blends in with the mist. I couldn't believe I just met Elsword's sister. I guess I could understand a little why Elsword might have admired her. A tap on my shoulder gave me a sudden chill down my spine, I looked up, and there he was standing behind me glaring at me with his ruby eyes.
"I looked everywhere for you," he said. "I thought you were attacked by a bear or something!"
"Well, apparently you are half-correct," I replied, sarcastically, lifting up my injured arm.
"You are a short-stubborn-weird emotion-reckless girl," he said with a smirk.
"You call me that while I was fighting and got a bloody arm, you… you up sided red headed jerk!" I said, embarrassed.
"Well, I am just glad you are fine…" he said with a grin. "Well, we better start walking, we have a long way to go!"

I stared at him, maybe his sister is right. Maybe things are not as bad as I thought it would be… I just need a little bit more time and hope to make him mine once more. I guess he is sort of back to his usual self…

rching for Elsword.