Forgotten Memories
Kimiko's POV
After the battle against those...those things, Clay, Omi, Raimundo, and I go to the infirmary and make sure if our injuries were serious or not. They weren't. I decide to go to my cubicle and change clothes. I changed into a hot pink and black striped tank with a black jacket on top with some black leggings and black ballet flats with my hair curled just right. When I walked in the room, Raimundo was the one that stared at me, with his jaw dropped and nearly drooling. I held back a laugh.
"SHEN GONG WU ALERT!" calls Dojo.
"Cool. What is it?" Clay asks.
"It's called the Ring of Memories. It allows its user to look into theirs or someone else's past," Omi explained.
"Alright! Let's go!" Raimundo cheered as he jumped on Dojo. Clay and Omi climbed on with smiles from ear to ear. It had been a while since a Wu had been activated. I smiled and jumped on in front of Raimundo.
"So where are we going Dojo?" I asked.
"Paris!" Dojo grinned. A few minutes later, Dojo let us on the ground and went from super size to super small in a single second.
"Let's split up! We can cover more ground that way," I suggested.
"Yeah. I'll go west. Clay, you go south, Omi-you go north. So Kimiko goes east. Got it?" Raimundo asked after he explained the plan. We all nodded.
"So who am I going with?" Dojo asked.
"You can come with me partner," Clay said. Dojo leaped onto Clay and stay around Clay's cowboy hat.
"Kay. Let's go!" Raimundo said before he took off. I walked slowly east. This seemed so familiar. Well, I used to live here so I guess its familiar. Hmm. Who knows? I keep walking forward. Small bits of flashbacks, flash through my mind.
"RUN KIMIKO!" called the blonde boy. The feeling I've been her before grows stronger. I'm walking towards what seems like an abandoned factory. The closer I walk to it, the more flashbacks flash through my mind. My head's about to explode. I swear I hear someone in there. Like as if they're walking out. I look around for a place to hide. There's no where to hide. I hide behind the wall, hoping that people who were walking out wouldn't notice me.
A brown-haired boy and a blonde boy that had a purple spot in his hair and used way too much hair gel was trying to help the blonde boy. I shake it off. The voices are louder now. It sounds like a guy and a girl. Or more. I bite my lower lip and my palms become sweaty from being nervous. I wipe it on my pants. I take a deep breath and let it out slowly. It did little to calm my nerves. Then two boys and a girl walk out. It was the blonde boy! And the boy with the purple spot in his hair! Oh my gosh! I-I-. My thoughts were interrupted as a trash can, which I didn't notice before, fell over because I took a step to close to it, fell over and caused a loud crash.
The two boys and the pink-haired girl turn around. I had seen her before. But where? The blonde boy and the Purple-dot boy became wide-eyed and their mouths dropped. Then two more people came out of the factory.
"What's going on?" I hear someone call. It was a boy. That boy from my dream. I knew him. He comes out with the tall, black-haired girl. When they see me, they do the same. The only one who isn't staring at me like an idiot is the pink-haired girl.
"Uh, hi?" I say kind of freaked out by the staring. Purple-dot boy is the first to break from the trance.
"K-K-KIMIKO?!" he managed to stammer.