FORGOTTEN MEMORIES

Chapter 2

"BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! SLAM!"

Daleck had threw his alarm clock against the wall as the 5:30 siren sounded. He looked at the mess of shattered plastic and batteries lying on the floor with sleepy eyes.

"Mom!... I need a new alarm clock!"

"Again?" A voice sounded from outside of his room. He slowly stood up, when he realized that he had been sleeping on his desk.

"What the..."

He looked around, confused as to what he had been doing the night before that would make him fall asleep on his desk. He noticed a paper with a few sentences written on it. He picked it up and began to read it over.

"Oh shit! My English term paper!" Downstairs his mother was preparing his breakfast, when he said to her, "Sorry mom, gotta go, talk later! Bye!"

"Wait! You didn't..." SLAM! He was out the door. She stood for a minute. "I don't know why I bother."

Daleck began to walk to school, trying to finish, or start for that matter, his term paper at the same time. He stopped by the Alexandria river, as he does many times, to finish writing it.

"Daleck? What are you doing!?" Maranda ran towards him. Just what he needed now, a distraction. She approached him and looked over his shoulder. "Whatcha doing?"

"Not now Maranda... I forgot to do my term paper."

"Forgot? If I know you, you probably slept in the middle of writing it." He looked up at her, then looked back at his paper and hurriedly scribbled words onto the paper. "Well hurry it up, you don't want to be late for the bus to the museum."

'Museum museum! Can't anyone talk about anything besides the museum!?'

She walked off into the distance, and picked up a stone.

"Catch!" she threw it at him. He turned to see what she was throwing, as the rock hit him in the face.

"Ow! What are you-..." the rock had bounced off his face and landed next to him. He looked at it, as it sparkled with the reflection of the sun. "Is this... a crystal?" He put the rock in his pocket and continued to write. "Gotta get this paper done..." He continued to scribble, then looked at his watch. It read 6:11. "6:11!? I gotta get going!" He stood up and ran towards the school.

As he approached the school he heard the bell sound in the distance.

"I'm late...!"

He proceeded towards the school as he ran faster and faster, scribbling the last words of his term paper down. A hand on his shoulder stopped him with a jerk.

"You're LATE." He looked up. It was the principle.

"Oh... principle Wallace... nice seeing you here..."

"What's that you got in your hand?"
"My... hand?" He looked at his hand to realize that he was still holding his term paper. He snatched it from his hand. He started to read it, then turned his eyes toward Daleck.

"Is this important?"

"Um... kinda..." he reached his hand out to get the paper back, but Wallace would not give it to him.

"Let me tell you something."

'Oh God... here comes a lecture.'

"You are a senior. You have trained as a fighter, and as a scholar. You're every move will decide your future. And right now, you're not headed in the right direction."

"Um..." Daleck started, "I'm sorry, but I've got to go to the museum today, and I really don't want to miss the..." he looked out the window to see his bus depart from the school. "...Bus..." Daleck dropped his head and sighed.

"It looks like you'll have go there on you're own time. Come to my office."

They both walked down the hall and into his office, where Daleck would spend the rest of the school day.

'What a lousy day!'

Daleck started walking home as school ended that day. As he walked down the street, the bus from the museum passed him. He looked at the bus, and saw Maranda in one of the windows, staring back at him, with a frown on her face. She turned her head to the front, trying to ignore him as the bus passed. Daleck put his focus back on the road again, and proceeded to walk. He came to an intersection, and instead of going home, he decided to take a detour.

"ALEXANDRIA MUSEUM"

That's what the sign read. Daleck stepped up to the museum and entered it. He would do the research on his own. As he walked down the corridors, he got a chance to admire the last queens of Alexandria. There was the unsightly queen with a pale face and round eyes, but who always seemed to have a smile on her face. Next was a younger queen, possibly her daughter, with dark hair and an innocent face. She had a frown. And last was the queen with the patch over her eye... the last queen of Alexandria. Daleck looked into her face... it was a face of indifference. Daleck wondered what she could be thinking. Did she know what the future would hold for her? That some... unknown force would cause destruction upon Alexandria? Of course not... It's amazing that no one knew how it was destroyed, but Daleck tried not to lose track.

"I gotta find an ancient artifact to do a report on..." He continued to walk down the hall. Something caught his eye. It was a sparkle. He looked to his right to find a small exhibit. Inside a glass case, a pendant sat. Daleck looked at the description.

"The Pendant of Queen Garnet Til Alexandros the 17th."

"Queen Garnet..." he continued to examine the pendant when something struck him as odd. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small rock. It was the rock Maranda threw at him. Surprisingly... it looked exactly the same as the pendant in the case... and was the same shape. He looked at the fine print in the description.

"This pendant was rumored to contain an 'eidolon,' although it is unsure what an eidolon is and whether this fact is true."

"Eidolon? Heh... this is going to be a great research project."

To Be Continued...