He could remember her. The scent of her. The looks she gave him. Her ringing voice in his ears.

Who are you? he used to ask her.

But she never answered. She said nothing at all and just disappeared. She never really spoke to him. She was just blaming him for things he didn't know anything about. Things he wasn't supposed to know and never would.

The things that she claimed he had taken away from her but he never knew he had. What had he done to her? He couldn't even remember her from somwhere before. He didn't know her, she was just there. All the time. A ghost in his maredreams. A shadow in his footsteps.

Always there to blame and scold him for everything he was.

He used to dream about walking into an empty room. When he got inside the room, he would see her, standing there in the middle of the floor. She always wore the same light dress and her sea blue eyes was fixed on him long before he appeared in the doorway.
He didn't say anything, he just kept on staring at her. Her blue eyes. They were so cold.

Does it suit you, that body of mine...?

Yearning for something he didn't really know what it was. Compassion? A reached out hand. The memory of her, forever forgotten.

He felt uneasy all at once again.

His every muscle tensing and his body shuddering slightly.
Her lips moving slightly and ever so slowly as the soft whisper pierced through the thick air, so only he would hear it.

Are you pleased now, with the life that you took... that can never be replaced again...?

He stared at her, clenching his fists hardly and straining himself not to burst. He wanted to scream. He wanted to yell at her and make her go away. But he couldn't move, his lips wouldn't shape the words.

Do you like the way they made you...?

The sentation in his body, he couldn't describe it. It felt like if he was sucked up into another world. Another universe. Like if someone was taking over his mind and controled his every breath.
Everything went black and cold around him as soon as she appeared. Everything was starting to spin and his head aching.

You took it all away from me....

He clenched his teeth hardly. He was frozen, once again. The knuckles whitened on his hands from clenching them so hardly, it almost hurt. He strained himself to the limit. It didn't matter whatever he said to her. She'd not listen. She'd not hear him.

Because she didn't exist...

Now... are you happy..?

Dilandou shook his head roughly and closed his eyes. Stop it! he thought. He rose his hands to his tempels and clenched his teeth even harder.

The monster they made me into... born from darkness, sinful and ugly... you're all alone now...

Her voice pierced through the silence like an explosion and he felt the words stabb him like a thousands of knives, straight to the heart, now if he even had one. He closed his eyes hardly and pressed his palms to his head.

.

Dilandou cried out loudly and woke up with a flinch. The pain in his numb body ached and he felt the needles sticking in his skin. He kept on screaming in terrify and one of the scientists grabbed each his arms and pressed him down onto the border again. The boy was struggling desperatly and the tears kept flowing from his terrified eyes. The heavy pantings echoing through the room as he tried to catch his breath.

Stop it! What are you doing! Let go of me! he cried desperatly. His hoarse voice piercing through the silence in the room. He looked around quickly but couldn't recall seeing the place before. All memories of an earlier existance seemed totaly unthinkable to him. He sweapt his eyes over the room and to the door.

There he froze. There she was. Standing there, staring back at him. Her blue eyes fixed on him with a cold look. It was her. His tormentor and his saviour. Someone who could have been the same or someone who could have been the total opposite. His reflection. She was standing eye to eye with him, in a terrifying nightmare that he would never return from.

Suddenly he felt a terrible pain in his neck and he gasped. Feeling the liquid flowing into his body and mixing with his blood.

He gasped slightly and saw her image getting blury. He wanted to scream again, just like before. But this time it was different. A part of him wanted to call for help. Could she save him? Could she make it go away? She was the only reliable link to the only reality he knew. His memories, they were all of her. His mind, it would also be of her. But not if she disappeared now. If she left him alone, she'd be deleted. All of him would be deleted... reborn.

His memories all forgotten. His only guidance, it would all shatter to pieces and never come together again. He would wander lost in the timeless sea of nothingness. Who'd guide him in the darkness if not her. She was the only one who knew him.

all the memories... all that you are... it belongs to the past my sweet prins, you who took it all away from me, I shall return you the very same favour...

He froze and his eyes grew wide as he suddenly saw a cold smirk curl up her pale lips. Then slowly, she was fading. Deleted from time and place. Forever lost in his mind and soul. Forever forgotten just like his memories. He had lost his very last resort.

He desperatly started to scream and struggle. But they didn't listen to his prayers. They didn't care however much he screamed. They would show no mercy to him.

Dilandou felt his body going numb and his eyelids getting heavy. He collapsed onto the cold border lifelessly.

Jajuka watched the scene from outside the laboratory, not able to do anything for the young boy. He couldn't do else than watch him fall apart as they destoryed his mind and soul and built up a new one in replacement. He was already falling apart.

Stop it! What are you doing! Let go of me!!

Celena had uttered the exact same thing as the boy, just the night before the experiments had started. The terrified little girl had been so afraid of him at first.

Just like Dilandou had.

Their reactions had been the same. At first, Jajuka had thought they would at least share the same mind and memories. But the scientist had other thoughts in mind.

They erased everything. They made another mind. Another memory. Another future.
Just to fill out the spaces. The missing pieces that the boy would never find.
Jajuka closed his eyes and opened the door. Still hearing the girls voice echoing in his head.

Don't leave me alone...