Well, this is it. I left the meeting room hurriedly, simply wanting to fall asleep just to make time go by faster. We hadn't even decided on a real plan though; just go in, get him, get out. Well, that and putting those crook scientists in jail for whatever experiments they did… I shuddered at the thought of Brin being someone's science fair project.

I walked, or rather floated, the halls of HQ at a fast pace, but not really hurrying. I can't believe it, I slowed my movement, as I slid my fingertips along the wall. I'm part of the Legion. THE Legion, heroes who spend their lives helping people who hate them for the stupid reason of not being from Earth… I stopped, hovering above the floor, and chuckled a bit but the sound contained no humor. "Never would've thought… I'd do this for one guy…" My feet touched the floor and I leaned onto the wall. I sighed deeply and hugged myself, as to not cry, though my shaky breaths weren't helping.

I looked up and tried to blink back the tears that would come either way. After a deep breath I flew to my room in less than a nanosecond. I barely gave the door enough time to slide open and simply phased through it and fell into bed before it could complete the action my presence had force it to begin. I curled up and couldn't hold back the steady flow of silent tears that were streaming down my cheeks. Though I wasn't exactly sure if they were from joy of knowing that I was going to get Brin; or sadness of the fact that he wasn't here right now, and holding me in his arms.

"I never thought I'd ever feel this way." I whimpered almost in disgust of myself. "Never thought I'd do so much for someone I've just met, but…" I sniffed and swiped away the tears with my fist, "But it feels like I've known him my whole life." I feel so cold and alone without you…

I took my costume off angrily, as if it were somehow to blame for my current desolation. I threw it dejectedly across the room and slid into one of Brin's old shirts he had left behind. I felt the fabric across my skin and hummed in pleasure. They're so smooth to the touch, no wonder he bought them. I sighed sadly at yet another reminder of him and slipped under the covers of my bed.

"The memories materialized slowly… like bubbles surfacing from the darkness of a bottomless well…"

What? Brin? My eyes cracked open; I felt so tired. I saw Brin reading a book out loud. What's he reading? I tried to reach up, but my hand wouldn't budge. Instead I found myself curling even farther into Brin's lap. Why can't I control my movements? What's going on..? My eyes fluttered closed and I mumble something incomprehensible.

"Of course I'll keep reading Tinya. Besides, I'm not stopping so soon after all that pleading." He said with a smirk.

Oh wait… I remember. My eyes fluttered open again and I nudged Brin in the ribs, making him chuckle. I caught a glimpse of the book, Inferno by Dan Brown. Yes! I knew it! That time in the library! I had asked Brin to read me a story. It took me an hour to convince him to read to me. He had agreed, but only if he could choose the story. It had rained for the whole day…

…"Brin you don't have to act so… so…" I was searching for the perfect word

"So what? I'm supposed to make sure nothing bad happens to you," he whispered back.

"Oh come one," I rolled my eyes "It's just a guy… A cute one I might add." I poked Brin in the chest, hard.

He huffed and crossed his arms. Eh eh, he looks just like a pouting puppy! He looked at the guy questionably then back at me. He slumped, as did his ears, so cute! "Fine…" he muttered, "But if something happens I'm throwing him through the window, I warned you." His arms fell to his sides and he leaned into my ear "But he is cute, go get him."

I slapped his shoulder and made my way to sexy brunette who winked at me. We were just out of earshot of Brin, with all the noise even he couldn't tune in on our conversation…

… Brin picked him up and threw the jerk straight through the window, just like he said he would. Some people clapped and others just kept to themselves. Apparently the guy had a bad rep around here. My lupine friend walked over to where I stood. "You okay?"

I nodded, "Of course, it'd take much more than just a jerk to get ME down!" He smiled, "Come on! The day's just beginning!" I dragged him out the diner before somebody could make us pay for the window. I remember! I was way happier than I should have been when I was holding Brin's arm! I miss him…

We were walking in a park, but heading towards the exit. The fall wind made the red and golden leaves part from the trees, leaving them nude for the upcoming winter. The chill it brought made me unusually cold and uncomfortable. I shrunk a bit, in a half -hearted attempt to keep myself warm. A strong arm covered in wolf' pelt brought me close to a bundle of warmth. I looked up at Brin and saw his lips move but no sound came out. My mouth soon replied, even though I heard nothing. I found myself dozing off on his shoulder soon and he picked me up. Great, I'm half asleep INSIDE of a dream! I felt my partner pick me up in his gentle but protective embrace, where my arms hooked themselves around his muscular neck. He poked my cheek and then then I felt that he had thrown me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. I felt my body move and my mouth say something and he dropped me. I opened my eyes and after a short exchange I finally heard what I was saying.

"I'm cold."

He wrapped his arm around me, and I felt such warmth…

"Oh, sprock."

There was a flash of blinding light and as I was thrown onto the hard pavement I heard the deafening explosion and saw the shrapnel flying…

A howling woke me up; something I had never heard before. It hurt so much to hear the blood curling screech. I'm screaming! I shut my mouth and clutched my head, sobbing in pain. I can still hear it. The sound of the… the wail kept on going in my mind. No, there's no way I made that horrifying… noise. I felt the noise, inside my head, the vision of the explosion; of that day. And it hurt too much…

xXxXx Brin POV XxXxX

It's inside out. Just an offhanded observation about which I didn't actually care. For once Father had given me the choice of what to wear and I could decide to not care. I wasn't going let the opportunity to be comfortable pass.

I walked through the halls of the satellite, as per usual they were empty; devoid of life. Safe for me, I thought. All the personnel were either in their quarters waiting for the night shift or working inside the labs; two places where I had no reason to be.

The breach point was closing in; the time where the day-time staff go to their quarters, but before the night staff start their shift. So it was about seven at night. I haunted the halls in my cheap long sleeve shirt and dirty jeans.

They were the same denim pants Father had found me in. For some distressing reason I refused to part with them. Why am I so attached to this particular set of clothes?

"All personnel must now head to their personal quarters; curfew is in session. All personnel must now…" Soon two or three doors opened and less than ten lab coats walked out, nodding my way as if I were their superior. Both they and I knew very well I shouldn't be in this area; it was restricted to only Father's elite scientists. They all walked around me, acting like they were avoiding a rabid dog. One glance over my shoulder confirmed that they had left the corridor.

A shot of searing pain rips through my head and I find myself on my knees, my right hand's nails imbedded in the steel wall. My vision blurs with dark circles and I feel my forehead hitting the floor as I fall limp…

…I lift my head painfully, and I see that I'm lying down, a shadow falling over me. What the..? I exhaled, a pang of pain stabs me in the chest as I clumsily shift into a kneeling position. Gasping to keep my breathing rhythmical I tilt my head back to get a good look at the Shadow.

Sprock, can't see a thing.

"Do you really have to see me to recognize who I am? I thought you could identify my presence by now…" The low and disgusting hiss It emits make me shudder.

"What-" I start coughing, unable to stop I place a hand on my chest to steady my breathing, "What do you want?" I spit out hatefully.

I see a devilish grin form on the faceless head of the Shadow. A snake like tongue slips out and licks the black lips surrounding the sharp and jagged fangs. "No matter how much you hate me, how much you want me to die a painful death…" Itsuddenly appears behind me and grabs one of my shoulders to hiss in my ear, "You need me; your fragmented Brin. I'm just here to help you, Friend." It stands up, walks circles around me.

"Don't call me that," I mutter venomously

It chuckles, stops walking and suddenly grabs me by the arm, "What the… Hey let go!" It pulls me into a dark corner, just in time to see patrol walk by. "Why are you helping me?" I whisper, only to find out that I'm alone.

I walk back down the small hallway and turn to the right. Wait, I stop, my room's the other way, but… I keep walking towards that area I've never been to before. I'll just glance at what's down that hall over there.

I kept walking down the hall, driven by sudden curiosity. Thanks to my heightened senses and instincts I avoided the surveillance crew and system. As I rounded a corner I smelt something… Why is Father still working? No wait…

"There's someone else…"

It had come back, but I just couldn't find it in me to care. Rather I felt less scared than being alone in this alien area. Had it led me here?

"Yes…" It hissed, "Listen."

I closed my eyes and focused on listening to the muffled voices at the end of the hall; protected by the thickness of the door. Luckily for me, there was a lack of noise other than the conversation, which permitted me to completely tune in on it with ease.

"How are the readings?" Father's voice.

"Well, your son seems to have completely recuperated from the blast…" One of his assistants, a man in his forties.

"Very well!" Well, he sounds happy, I thought with disdain.

"But there's still a large portion of his memory missing, um… prior to the explosion that was staged to bring your son here.

"No matter! Let it be forever forgotten. Such emotional ties will only hinder my perfect general!"

"B-but sir, would you not rather have your son whole?" The man sounded increasingly agitated.

"OF course not you fool! He would run back to the Legion and bring us down! HE would…"

Amongst my Father's ramblings I heard the man mutter "Bring you down you foul murderer…" Luckily for him, my Father was indulging in hearing himself speak, old goat.

"Leave."

"What?"

"RUN!"

I bolted, back where I had come, somehow managing not to get caught, "Go right."

"But my room-"

"Go right!" I did as I was told and found it was actually a short cut, when I thought my room to be on the other side of the satellite, it was actually here. "This whole place was built on deception; to confuse you…"

I entered my room in a sprint, stopping before hitting my cot. I waited for the door to close and the lights to dim, "But why?"

"Should you run away…"

"You led me to that room" I said in-between gasps.

"Yes."

"You wanted to show me something."

"…Yes."

"What is it?"

"Your memory… it's missing."

A/N: Thanks to DarkUnderworld for beta'ing my story! Also, thanks to the one person who voted on the poll that was on my profile. I know I haven't updated in ages, but it would have sped up my writing if more people would have voted as the results affect this story.