Woo-Hoo chapter 9! This Is the farthest I've gotten in a fan fic ever so I am so pumped and I want to see how far this story goes. Normally I write shorter Fan fics so this one is a real stretch! Hope you all enjoy and thanks for all the reviews I get, they really help and keep me going considering I don't have a Beta for this story.

-Mo

Chapter 9: A Past Forgotten

A small girl sat huddled in the darkest and farthest corner of the small room, shaking with fear as tears fell down her crimson cheeks. A man with a dark brown beard and equally dark eyes peered in from the small window on the door, writing something down quickly on his hard clipboard. The girl looked up and stared at the man, not knowing what to do or say, wondering when she was going to wake up from the strange nightmare she was in. She tried pinching her arm and closing her eyes, only to open them again and find that she was still stuck in the small room with the strange man still outside writing something down on his clipboard.

"I want to go home…" She whispered under her breath, praying that some unseen force would hear her feeble cry for help and come take her away from the horrible place she was now in.

Outside the window the man took one last look in, the collected all his papers and walked away. A few seconds later she heard the door unlock, and for a slip second she was filled with the hope of finally going back home, and of seeing her entire family together and alive. But all hope drained from her when she saw the brown haired man in the white coat come in with a very mean looking man with sharp claws and equally sharp fangs.

"Go away bad dream! Go away bad dream!" she whispered fiercely under her breath, as she closed her eyes and clenched her fist.

"I'm afraid that's not going to work " the man in the white coat said.

"I want to go home!" the girl cried as a new stream of tears fell down her face.

"Yeah so do I kid, but that ain't happening." The big man said.

"Look Haven, I am here to make you an offer." The brown haired man began. "I know you miss home and your parents, but let's put that all aside for a second. Now, you have two choices, I can Erase all the memories you have of your family and make you obey us, or you can just listen to us and follow directions and keep your memory. If you cooperate we will even let you be with your brother again. The choice is up to you."

The girl looked up at the man with the brown hair, and then to the man with the big fangs who stood with his arms crossed and a twisted smile spread across his face.

"I don't want to lose my memory." The girl said standing up. She wiped the tears from her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to be the brave girl she knew she wasn't.

"Good. I believe you made the right choice Haven, now if you'll follow me and Titus here we shall take you to the lad next door."

Without another question the girl stood and followed the two men out the door, unaware of what the two men were about to do to her.

The trio stepped into a large lab that looked like it belonged in a sci-fi movie, and immediately the tall scary dark haired man went over to a large machine and began to flip several switches on a control panel.

"Titus, help me strap her in while I get the others in here. We need to start this now." The white coat said quickly hurrying out the door and out of sight. The Man with the claws grabbed Haven and set her down on a small metal table, clapping her arms down with tight metal rings. He then strapped her feet in and smiled at her.

"welcome to hell." He said and instantly a cold shiver ran up the girls spine.

"What are you doing?" she asked in a voice close to panic.

"Oh trust m you don't want to know." The guy said messing with few more buttons.

"You know normally I would be erasing your memory, but I guess the Director has other plans for you. I guess luck is on your side today."

Just then several white coats walked in through the sliding metal doors, each wearing a pair of gloves and holding several tools. The man with the brown beard and hair followed in last, wheeling several odd containers in on a small metal cart. He walked up next to her and smiled.

"You have kept you end of the deal, so now it's time to keep mine." He said moving out of the way and reveling a blonde haired boy. Haven smiled, but the smile instantly faded away as she got a second look at her older brother. He had two white fangs in his mouth, and sharp hairy claws where his nails should have been.

"Aiden? What did they do to you, why are you like the man with fangs?" she said on the brink of tears.

"My name is Apollo now. Number 347, third generation Eraser. Don't worry, you'll join me soon enough."

There was something strange and cold about his voice , something Haven didn't recognize, something that scared her. She struggled against the cold metal clamps that held her arms down, trying to get free, to run away from all the men with their sharp tools and her brother with his new fans and razor sharp claws. She wanted to wake up from the horrible nightmare she was in, but even after they started pocking her and prodding her, still the dream wouldn't end.

"Please Aiden! Help me!" she screamed. Looking at her brother through tears stained eyes. He looked up at the white coat with the beard, walked over to havens side, holding a small white towel.

"Aden, please…it hurts." She whimpered looking up at her brother.

"Your time will come little Haven. You'll be one of us soon, and you'll be part of the Directors big picture." With that Apollo lifted the white towel and held it over Havens face.

"Aiden …No! Please stop!" She cried out, but he couldn't hear her, her words were muffled by the towel that covered her face .slowly the world around her began to slide away and she felt the pain gradually fade.

"Aiden! " she cried as she slipped into unconsciousness.

"Aiden!" I screamed out in the middle of the night. I quickly sat up, feeling my heart pounding against my chest as a cold sweat dripped down my face. I looked at the digital clock next t my bed and stared sleepily at the red glaring numbers. Only 1:36.

It was just a bad dream. I though and lay my head back down on my pillow, listening to the voices that echoed through my head. I tried to close my eyes and fall back asleep, but the images and thought of the past nightmares only flooded my head and haunted my mind.

Okay so tomorrow is the last day of school for me and I have the best prank planned in the history of the school! Let's just say it involves special smoke bombs and lots and lots of water and water balloons! I am so totally stoked!

For those of you who don't know I will be moving again and will probably be out for s week or two at the end of June, hopefully I will be done with my stories by then, but if not I'm really super sorry for the inconvenience and all that. I'll post the official dates up so.

Thanks for reading R&R please! They keep me going and I love to hear what I'm doing right and even what I'm doing wrong. Thanks again!

-Mo