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Will's wakening

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I hit the water, but what happened next? I felt my lungs screaming for air, the water was pressing me from every direction; I couldn't stand it anymore I had to breathe! Just then, I broke the water's surface; air invaded my lungs I sputtered for more of it I never knew that air could taste so sweet. My head was spinning, it felt like someone was pressing it in-between their hands, like a vice almost, it ached from lack of oxygen and before I knew it, I blacked out.

I awoke, my vision faded from dark to light then dark again. I fought to open my eyes all the way, but I just had no strength. I could feel sand underneath me, but there was no warmth of the sun on my back. I waited a few more moments before trying to open my eyes again. I saw stonewalls all around me, and like a gypsy I began to panic until I passed out once again.

I awoke again, feeling a little stronger and I pulled myself the rest of the way out of the rising water. I crawled to a boulder and pulled myself to the top of it and looked down at myself.

Who was I? How did I come to be here? Was I mugged and thrown into that river there? Left for dead? What the bloody hell had happened? I checked my pockets for any wallet and scolded myself for not having one. Who was I? Did I already ask that? I can't remember… I can't remember anything. My head felt weird, it felt like I was drunk, or high, though I can't remember ever being a drunkard or a druggie. Was I? I leaned back and nearly fell off the rock; I crawled off, thinking that rock was a bit too much peril for me. I laughed at myself for just thinking that as I sat on the ground and leaned back against the rock. How long could I stay here until someone found me? Was anyone looking for me? Did anyone love me?

"Come on," I smiled. "Pirate's never have anyone looking for them," then I thought. "Well, maybe the Royal Navy is looking for me," I laughed and began to crawl away, away from what? Oh right, the Royal Navy that is looking for me. And if it's a Navy, they will be coming in from the sea. Wait, that's a river behind me, not a sea, oh well, same difference, it's a body of water.

"I struggle on and on to feed this hunger burning deep inside of me," I sang the words, though I didn't know where they came from. "Ooooh," I stood up and stumbled about. "Oh, I feel drunk…" I laughed and let my hand reach out to support my body along the wall. "Ooooh, a pirate's life is a wonderful life, though one I share alone… no mate for me, oh no mate for me and I doly hate being alone-Oooh- I doly hate being alone!" I laughed at the song I had just invented. I broke out into singing it again as I walked along the caverns.

It took me a while before it dawned on me. I stood thinking, pondering on a thought. "I'm not a pirate, I'm a blacksmith, and I'm in love with a pirate! Wait, if I love the pirate, shouldn't the pirate be looking for me? Or did I do something- it was the pirate that sent me here!" anger and hate swelled inside of me, it boiled my blood like nothing before it, not that I could remember anything before now, and that thought alone made me laugh again, forgetting about the unnamed, ungendered, pirate.

The caverns had no end, and though there always seemed to be light coming in from somewhere, I could never detect where exactly, though it wasn't like I was really looking for it anyways. I might have passed a way out of the caves many times, but I was too deep in thought to really see it.

It didn't take me long until I passed out again from a lack of food, when I awoke I crawled for a ways before striking luck in finding a pool of moving water. Not caring too much of getting sick I drank a bit before standing up and taking off running down the corridors of caverns. I fell over and expelled everything from my stomach before getting up and running again. I ran until my lungs burned and my legs felt like jelly, I ran and I kept running.

How long would this take? How long have I been down here? What if everyone in the world was dead and I was the only survivor…

Crazy thoughts raced through my head as I ran. I would fall asleep next to puddles of moving water, when I would awake, I would drink some and run again, stop, throw up, and run again. I don't know how long I was around and running, but finally, one day after I threw up, I looked up and saw a beam of light coming from a hole in the wall. I ventured up to it and squeezed my body through the tiny aperture. The sun hit me and I fell to the grassy floor in sheer pleasure of it all. I lay in the grass for a long time, the sun had set by the time I finally got up and began to walk around. I stumbled into a thorny bush; I began to cuss until I discovered the thorny bush to be a black berry bush. I grabbed hungrily for the berries, cramming them into my mouth. I never knew such hunger before, and before long, I vomited it all up again before cramming them down my throat again only to expel them. After the third or fourth time of vomiting I stumbled to my feet and ran into the river. I let it carry me a little ways down before climbing out onto the bank. I could hear music and laughing.

"I'm not a lone!" I cheered and ran for the noise. I ran up the side of the hill and came upon a concert. Everything flashed before my eyes, being in love with a notorious pirate, dying, trying many times in many different lives to correct a wrong, but never doing it. It was a new age, it was a new chance I didn't die this time.

"I can still fix it," I jumped up and down and joined the crowd as the Lostprophets sang Last Train Home, I knew this song I knew it well, I use to sing to it in the shower. I laughed and suddenly remember a building where I would take showers. I looked around and headed out of the concert area and into the parking lot. So many faces, but none of them reminded me of anyone. A few people waved did they know me? Did I know them? Who knows, I shrugged, waved and walked down the street.

The building looked familiar, the place around me threw a familiar scent all over, but yet, I knew none of it. I trusted in my feet to lead me to a place I might have, at one time, called home. But still, I questioned, who was I? How did I end up in that cavern?

I thought hard and long and then realized I had stopped walking. I stood in front of a door tapped off with police yellow tape. I tried the door, unlocked. Who the hell unlocked my door! I flustered and entered the apartment and frantically looked around. It's not like I really remember this place, if anything was missing, I sure as hell didn't notice it, but that was not the point. It was the principal of the matter.

I closed the door behind me and began to look around. I looked in the mirror in the hall and looked at myself, god I was ghastly. I explored the apartment room before heading into the bedroom and looking around. There was a wallet on the desk, I opened it and saw myself starring back at me in the drivers license.

"That's me alright, unless I have a twin," the words sparked a thought, maybe I did have a twin, but I doubted it. I headed into the closet, retrieved some clothes I knew weren't mine but they looked good nonetheless, and I headed into the shower.

I escaped the shower and dove into the clothes, vinyl pants and a fishnet shirt. I pulled my hair back into a ponytail and looked around for my wallet. I pocketed it only to pull it out again. I took off the vinyl pants and discarded them on the bed before getting into comfy black baggies and taking up the wallet again. I saw a set of keys and I took them up too and headed for the door. I tried out the keys on the locks and once I found which one attended to the locks I locked the door and headed out for something real to eat, for one can only live off of weird water or berries for so long.

My stomach growled loudly as I trudged down Main Street looking for somewhere suitable to eat. I checked my wallet for funds upon satisfaction I looked harder for a food place. I passed a coffee house called the Red Rooster and paused for the light. A small crowd joined me, they were talking loudly as we crossed the street, I heard someone call out 'Wait, that's William,' but not totally remembering my name, I went on and turned into the Chinese Imperial. I stood at the desk and waited for someone to appear with a menu, I wanted take out, I wanted to go back to that apartment and find out more about myself. I looked around and decided that it wouldn't hurt to stay here. An oriental person showed me to a seat and I sat down and took up the menu. This wouldn't be so bad.