A/N: Sorry! I have had the worst writers block moment these past weeks, but I'm back so enjoy this chapter and Review, Review! :D

-MasterAion

That morning I woke with a headache and the chaos was not helping. It seemed like once my two green grass eyes were open nurses, doctors, and strangely detectives were swarming me. I do not know who this Kernel guy is, or at least I don't think I know who he is, but he seems so…important…

"Are you almost ready?" Leah asked me for the thousandth time while I changed in my cell. I wore a plain dark green shirt, which happened to match me green eyes, with some worn out jeans. I hadn't bothered to comb my orange hair seeing as it would get messed up throughout the day anyway. As I placed my shoes on my feet I went still. On the right one, Just on the tip of the toe, there was a splatter of liquid, Red liquid, blood... My insides clenched as I fought back tears. From that day…I ran…I ran from the man, correction…thing that slaughtered my family…I ran from Lord Loss and oddly enough…I lived. "Yea," I replied simply with my eyes fixed on the bloody stain that haunted me, "I'm ready."

Once outside Leah placed me on a cold bench and offered to get me something to eat. I nodded and she left without another word. Alone and Silent, I observed my surroundings. The sun was bright and warm but, there weren't any people out, perfect isolation. A small breeze ruffled my clothes and blew my semi long orange hair. Breathing in the scent of fresh cut grass, I felt light and care free for the first time in a long time. I smiled.

"You look peaceful." A husky voice called to me. I snapped my eyes toward the irregular voice. It was a boy, about seventeen or eighteen. He wore a lightweight white t-shirt along with some light and faded jeans. His skin was a Carmel color mixed with the warm sun making him glow and he had no hair. His harsh blue eyes peered into my green ones, and he smiled but, the smile seemed…forced almost, but slightly Familiar? "Do you recognize me?" I was silent but, it was true. I recognized the man before me. The man who was at my house on that day, who was merely nothing but a by stander who had a blank expression on his dirty face, but… why did he stand out so much? Kernel Fleck…Have we met before the incident?

Kernel continued his stare and I began to feel slightly uncomfortable. His stare pierced me; it was as though there were eyes everywhere focused on my motionless body. "Are you ever going to speak, Grubbs?" He spoke with a slight smirk dancing across his moist lips. I smiled as well.

"You say my name with such confidence," I spoke, lips curved. I visibly relaxed as did he, "Have a seat, Kernel." I patted the empty space next to him. He didn't sit but his smile ceased.

"Grubbs, do you recognize me?" He asked face hard with…nothing. He had yet another blank expression. Why is it so hard to read you? Why do I know you? Why do I feel like…That day wasn't the first time I've met you? , I asked myself. He leaned in and I leaned back not the least anxious to get close to this odd man. "You do and you don't, right?" He grined again, I scowled.

"I...I don't know!" I screamed clutching my head with both of my hands. Images…various images running through my mind, I…I can't think. Lord Loss, Artery, Vain, and a mutated woman staring at me with hatred running deep in their glares. A tall girl with red hair like mine and very dark eyes who is hugging a man, an old man they, they are crying. A small plump boy standing in front of an older man, they both have loving smiles on their face. I felt the need to remember…remember what exactly? "I don't know you." I whispered.

It was silent for a long time.

I looked up ready to meet Kernels eyes only…he was gone and who stood before me was a very confused and very much concerned Leah.

"Grubbs?" She asked tilting my head up so she could see me better. She sat beside me.

"It's too much." I whimpered, tears streaming dwn my cold face.

"Too much?" She asks placing my food down on the table in front of us.

"I don't want to remember…" I barley manage to get out, my throat is so dry.

"Grubbs?" Leah moved closer and held me in her arms. "What don't you want to remember?"

I looked into her pacific eyes and I hadn't noticed but I was shaking really bad, "Him…" I said pointing to a grinning Kernel Fleck who decided the bench across from us would be a good seat to sit and watch me consume myself with pain and misery.

She looked at the bench and stared at it for a few moments then turned to me with a concerned stare, "Grubbs…There is no one there."

What…?