He let out a relieved sigh as he took his face away from the stream.

That has got to be the best water he ever tasted. It is the best water he has ever tasted, it was cold and refreshing, completely different from the water they only gave him once every few meals. He sat on his heels as he started to use the slightly chilly water to wash himself. Relishing in the way the dried blood, bile and sweat started to wash away. He even went as far to take off the top piece of his clothing and to scrub it. The water turning red and brown before it got washed away. He scrubbed at it until the water came clear and wrung it and hang it up on some nearby branch.

Leaning forward, he dipped his hair into the water and tried to wash out all of the oil that had accumulated over the months(?) he had been locked up. When he was done, he straightened back up, pushing back his hair as he did so.

He smiled as he looked up at the bright blue sky, it was a welcome change after hours upon hours of staring at a stone ceiling. Bringing himself out of his thoughts, he started to look around for some food, eager to eat something other than that slop they called food. Maybe it would help him gain some weight again and build some muscle.

He was lucky that he hadn't been there long enough to completely starve. He had certainly lost a lot of body fat, along with a decent amount of muscle mass. But based on the way his ribs weren't sticking out of his skin yet and the way he still had some defined muscles, he probably would have lasted a few more months in that place before he truly started to starve.

As his shirt started to dry, he started to forage for some food, his eyes resting on the orange fruit of some tree.

"It's ok! That fruit isn't poisonous to humans!"

He blinked at the sudden sentence that entered his head, along with the image a blushing teenage girl and an orange in his hand. That was the first time that had happened. Granted, he did get those odd dreams every now and then, but that was only when he was asleep, he had never had a sudden sentence just appear in his head.

"They're my memories!" he smacked himself in the forehead. Scolding himself as he should have realized that a long time ago. Especially since he kept on seeing the bearded man, the orange teenage girl and the blond-haired man. He felt really stupid, he should have realized that, a normal person wouldn't dream about the same three people almost every night.

He cringed at his stupidity before reaching up and grabbing some fruit, sitting down at the base of the tree.

"I really am an idiot." He bit into the fruit, taking in the sweetness of the flesh and the bitterness of the peel. The taste of actual food almost brought tears to his eyes, but he kept on eating. Filling himself up with the fruit. Just the fact that he was full for once made him a little bit emotional again but he managed to control himself.

he stood up and put his shirt back, it was a little bit damp. He was just about to leave the area, following the stream to try and find some form of civilization when the crystal fell out of his pocket. Picking it back up, he started to walk down the stream, holding the blue crystal up to the light as he did so.

He had found it in the old man's pockets when he was trying to find the key to the door. He had found a rod, along with some red crystals, but something told him that he should just leave the red ones and just to take the blue one and keep it.

And since the something inside of him has been telling him what to do for a long time now, and since it was usually right, he wasn't going to question it. He was just going to listen to it, it hasn't failed him yet.

It really was a pretty color; the deep blue was a rich color that made him smile. the color resonating with his heart for some odd reason.

He put the crystal away when he nearly stumbled over his own feet. He needed to pay attention to his environment anyway. The last thing he needed was a wild animal sneaking up on him and killing him because he was too distracted by the crystal. That would be embarrassing.

Now here's hoping he can find a way off the planet while avoiding those people who had attacked the place he was in.

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He watched from his perch from high up in the tree. The leaves nearly blocked his vision of the ground, he stayed as still as could as the figures below milled about in a tactical formation. the white, yellow and blue colors sticking out compared the greens and browns of the forest. They were walking around silently, it was pure luck that he had noticed them walking around, and that only because he was in the middle of climbing a giant tree to get a better view of the area.

"Captain Rex, come and take a look at this." He cursed under his breath when they found the fruit he had left at the base of the tree like an absolute moron. The man in white and blue looked at the fruit. Tilting his head curiously at the fruit before slowly looking up the tree, all of the other men doing the same thing.

Son of a fucking bitch.

"We're not going to hurt you, you can come down." He cringed as they realized that they had spotted them before calling down to them.

"That old man told me the same thing before he tortured me." Some of the men exchanged looks, but the man in the white and blue didn't visibly react.

"You were the one who killed him?" he stared at the group for a few seconds before hesitantly answering him.

"…Yeah, I was trying to defend myself, he tried to kill me." The man tilted his head before making a motion towards the other men, it made the others leave, trudging away from them. He looked back up at the tree.

"My name is Rex, what's yours?" actually

That was a really good question. He mulled over the question, disbelief and horror setting in as he realized that he didn't have an answer for the man.

"I…I don't know, I don't remember." Why didn't he realize that earlier? How did he not notice that he didn't know his own name? surprise colored Rex's voice.

"How long were you in there?"

"I don't know, I just woke up in there one day, a few months? I think?" Rex tilted his head as he fiddled with something on his helmet.

"I can tell that you're a few steps away from starving. If you come with me, I can get some solid food into you." He would be lying if that didn't sound very tempting, his stomach rumbled at that exact moment. He went over his options, he could go with Rex and get some solid food, maybe a change of clothes and a roof over his head. Or he could stay in the tree and the forest.

"…You better not try and kill me." Rex nodded his head before stepping away from the base. He hesitantly started to make his way down the tree, trying his best to keep his balance so he wouldn't fall and break something. The process was a little bit slow, anxiety in the pit of his stomach even though something told him that he could trust that Rex guy.

He landed on the ground in an unsteady stance, making him wobble and fall onto his hands and knees. A hand wrapped around his upper arm, helping him get to his feet.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah," he looked up and gave Rex a weary smile," thanks, I'm not doing so hot right now." Rex's hand tightened around his arm, just enough for him to notice. But Rex still helped him up to his feet, only letting go when he was able to stand without swaying. He sighed and ran his hand through his hair before turning to Rex with a smile.

"So, let's go?"