He awoke with the sound of the fan turning full blast. "Wha, wha,
happened?" asked Qui-Gon, who found himself lying on a couch in the office
he had previously stepped into.
"You fainted," replied the same young man who had greeted him when he came out of the elevator.
Qui-Gon moaned as he tried sitting up. There was now a young woman in the room. "Are you alright, Mr. Davidson?" she asked.
"I wasn't feeling well, yesterday," he lied.
"Do you want me to call Darlene?" asked the young woman.
Qui-Gon looked at her like she was crazy, who was Darlene. He didn't want any outside help. But then he realized she may the key to the boy in the picture, and the missing intinate from the Temple. He nodded weakly.
The young woman smiled, "Charlie, stay with him," she said signaling to the young man who had greeted him in the elevator.
Charlie looked at her like she was the most evil of Sith, "Sure thing Miss Evelyn Brown."
She sighed real loudly as she walked off to call the mysterious Darlene. While she was gone, Qui-Gon decided to play along with the façade that he seemed to be in. But the thing is though he had no clue who everyone was. He must have been placed into the façade with amnesia. It was time to do some detective work. He must have caught Charlie's eye somehow. For Charlie was just watching him very closely.
"Charlie, do you remember anything before I came upstairs?" Qui-Gon asked.
"What do you mean? Mr. Davidson?
Qui-Gon looked at him. He had to do this discreetly, yet in a way to express himself. He decided just to come out and say it. "I don't remember who I am."
Charlie looked at him for a second, then as he realized what Qui-Gon had said, ran out of the room to go tell Evelyn to call Darlene and a doctor. Leaving Qui-Gon to search the room...
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Gym class was intense, Ben thought as the bell rang to go to the next class, which was math. Ben groaned. Math, he hated everything about it. Luckily, he had Amanda there who seemed to know her way around the numbers. He took his seat next to him, and the teacher started class. Mr. Turner or as the whole school liked to call him, 'The Frog' for when he coughed, he sounded like he was croaking like a frog. He had just told the class to take out their homework when the class telephone rang. Mr. Turner went to go answer it.
"Mr. Turner."
The class leaned in to see if they could hear anything coming from the phone, they usually could. But today they couldn't.
"I'll tell him. Is that all?"
The class all looked at one another, what ever it was it couldn't be good. Mr. Turner hung up the phone and walked over to his desk and pull out the pad of hall passes. Whatever it was, it couldn't be good. Some guy was taking a trip somewhere.
"Mr. Davidson." Mr. Turner said.
Amanda looked at Ben, with the look that said 'What did you do?' Ben shrugged.
"Take your books, Ben," said Mr. Turner.
Ben began to look petrified, what did he do that required him to take a trip which looked like to the principal's office. He handed his homework to Amanda. "Remember what you did, did you?" a voice deep within Ben's mind said, coming out of nowhere. Ben gave a single thought to it. It sounded like one of the most annoying voices he had ever heard. He didn't give a second thought to it as he didn't hear it again. Ben picked up his books and went up to the desk.
Mr. Turner spoke softly to him. "Go to the main office. I don't know why, just hurry."
Ben nodded, and left the room. Amanda gave Mr. Turner a look that said what did do? "Do you have a problem, Miss Anderson?"
Amanda was quick to respond, "No sir!"
"Good, now class exchange your homework papers..."
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When Ben arrived at the office that was so far away from his math class it reminded him of going to see the Council. [i] What is the council? [/i] he thought. He walked into the office and saw that Jennifer was already there.
"Hey, sis," he said.
"Hey, yourself," she replied softly.
"You're in a good mood," Ben said.
Jen gave him a look. "What trouble did you get me into this time?" she asked.
Ben couldn't answer. He was always getting both twins into trouble at home, with both parents. Whether it be not doing something, doing something they're not supposed to do, or arguing with one another. The principal came out of his office. He motioned both twins to step inside the office. They stood there in fear that they were in trouble. The principal, seeing this decided to make a long story short.
"You two aren't in any trouble," Ben and Jen breathed a sigh of relief, "however its your father. He fainted today coming out of the elevator at work, and he said he can't remember who he is. He was rushed to the hospital. Your mother is already there. One of your father's aides is coming to pick you up and your younger sister at her school. Go get your things and come back here and wait. She'll be here any minute."
The twins exchanged a look of panic. What in the world? Their father was okay yesterday, they were playing with him yesterday. He leaves before the twins are even up because he has to commute into Washington. The principal saw the panic in the twins' eyes.
"I'm sure he'll be fine. They just need you there so perhaps you can trigger his memory."
The twins gave the principal a slight smile. "Now there's the Davidson twins that we all know!" The principal said, for the twins were known all throughout the school for being the most well-liked in the whole school.
The twins went to their lockers without a word. It was a scary thought, their father not knowing who he is or who they are. Ben thought back and back and the worst feeling that could ever come over someone came, he had no memory of his father. Who was he? What does he look like? He was in look of panic.
"Calm down, Ben. He'll be fine," Jen said thinking that his look of panic was over their father's state.
Ben only gave a little smile. At that moment pictures of his father came pouring into his mind and memories too, a temporary memory block. He saw his father, a powerfully built man with piercing blue eyes, graying brown hair cut in a business man's haircut, and a beard. He smiled as Jen and himself got their things and went to the office where Evelyn was waiting for them with Carly.
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Somewhere deep where the light has its own ideas, a form began to take shape, a form of an older looking man.
"I hope you know what you are doing." He yelled.
But as always, nothing. As if he expected a response. He never got one. He only hoped that on the foreign planet the master found the padawan or else all hope would be lost...
"You fainted," replied the same young man who had greeted him when he came out of the elevator.
Qui-Gon moaned as he tried sitting up. There was now a young woman in the room. "Are you alright, Mr. Davidson?" she asked.
"I wasn't feeling well, yesterday," he lied.
"Do you want me to call Darlene?" asked the young woman.
Qui-Gon looked at her like she was crazy, who was Darlene. He didn't want any outside help. But then he realized she may the key to the boy in the picture, and the missing intinate from the Temple. He nodded weakly.
The young woman smiled, "Charlie, stay with him," she said signaling to the young man who had greeted him in the elevator.
Charlie looked at her like she was the most evil of Sith, "Sure thing Miss Evelyn Brown."
She sighed real loudly as she walked off to call the mysterious Darlene. While she was gone, Qui-Gon decided to play along with the façade that he seemed to be in. But the thing is though he had no clue who everyone was. He must have been placed into the façade with amnesia. It was time to do some detective work. He must have caught Charlie's eye somehow. For Charlie was just watching him very closely.
"Charlie, do you remember anything before I came upstairs?" Qui-Gon asked.
"What do you mean? Mr. Davidson?
Qui-Gon looked at him. He had to do this discreetly, yet in a way to express himself. He decided just to come out and say it. "I don't remember who I am."
Charlie looked at him for a second, then as he realized what Qui-Gon had said, ran out of the room to go tell Evelyn to call Darlene and a doctor. Leaving Qui-Gon to search the room...
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Gym class was intense, Ben thought as the bell rang to go to the next class, which was math. Ben groaned. Math, he hated everything about it. Luckily, he had Amanda there who seemed to know her way around the numbers. He took his seat next to him, and the teacher started class. Mr. Turner or as the whole school liked to call him, 'The Frog' for when he coughed, he sounded like he was croaking like a frog. He had just told the class to take out their homework when the class telephone rang. Mr. Turner went to go answer it.
"Mr. Turner."
The class leaned in to see if they could hear anything coming from the phone, they usually could. But today they couldn't.
"I'll tell him. Is that all?"
The class all looked at one another, what ever it was it couldn't be good. Mr. Turner hung up the phone and walked over to his desk and pull out the pad of hall passes. Whatever it was, it couldn't be good. Some guy was taking a trip somewhere.
"Mr. Davidson." Mr. Turner said.
Amanda looked at Ben, with the look that said 'What did you do?' Ben shrugged.
"Take your books, Ben," said Mr. Turner.
Ben began to look petrified, what did he do that required him to take a trip which looked like to the principal's office. He handed his homework to Amanda. "Remember what you did, did you?" a voice deep within Ben's mind said, coming out of nowhere. Ben gave a single thought to it. It sounded like one of the most annoying voices he had ever heard. He didn't give a second thought to it as he didn't hear it again. Ben picked up his books and went up to the desk.
Mr. Turner spoke softly to him. "Go to the main office. I don't know why, just hurry."
Ben nodded, and left the room. Amanda gave Mr. Turner a look that said what did do? "Do you have a problem, Miss Anderson?"
Amanda was quick to respond, "No sir!"
"Good, now class exchange your homework papers..."
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When Ben arrived at the office that was so far away from his math class it reminded him of going to see the Council. [i] What is the council? [/i] he thought. He walked into the office and saw that Jennifer was already there.
"Hey, sis," he said.
"Hey, yourself," she replied softly.
"You're in a good mood," Ben said.
Jen gave him a look. "What trouble did you get me into this time?" she asked.
Ben couldn't answer. He was always getting both twins into trouble at home, with both parents. Whether it be not doing something, doing something they're not supposed to do, or arguing with one another. The principal came out of his office. He motioned both twins to step inside the office. They stood there in fear that they were in trouble. The principal, seeing this decided to make a long story short.
"You two aren't in any trouble," Ben and Jen breathed a sigh of relief, "however its your father. He fainted today coming out of the elevator at work, and he said he can't remember who he is. He was rushed to the hospital. Your mother is already there. One of your father's aides is coming to pick you up and your younger sister at her school. Go get your things and come back here and wait. She'll be here any minute."
The twins exchanged a look of panic. What in the world? Their father was okay yesterday, they were playing with him yesterday. He leaves before the twins are even up because he has to commute into Washington. The principal saw the panic in the twins' eyes.
"I'm sure he'll be fine. They just need you there so perhaps you can trigger his memory."
The twins gave the principal a slight smile. "Now there's the Davidson twins that we all know!" The principal said, for the twins were known all throughout the school for being the most well-liked in the whole school.
The twins went to their lockers without a word. It was a scary thought, their father not knowing who he is or who they are. Ben thought back and back and the worst feeling that could ever come over someone came, he had no memory of his father. Who was he? What does he look like? He was in look of panic.
"Calm down, Ben. He'll be fine," Jen said thinking that his look of panic was over their father's state.
Ben only gave a little smile. At that moment pictures of his father came pouring into his mind and memories too, a temporary memory block. He saw his father, a powerfully built man with piercing blue eyes, graying brown hair cut in a business man's haircut, and a beard. He smiled as Jen and himself got their things and went to the office where Evelyn was waiting for them with Carly.
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Somewhere deep where the light has its own ideas, a form began to take shape, a form of an older looking man.
"I hope you know what you are doing." He yelled.
But as always, nothing. As if he expected a response. He never got one. He only hoped that on the foreign planet the master found the padawan or else all hope would be lost...