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Chapter 11: Awakening

Pyre watched the thin youth on his bed stir slightly before he sat up. Pyre watched the boys blue eyes scan the room, the ever-present haze finally missing. Pyre walked over and gently sat next to him on the bed and smiled warmly.

"Morning kid, I'm Storm Pyre. Just call me Pyre, most everyone does." Storm Pyre said as he gently helped the boy sit up. The blue haired youth's response was a weak chuckle and a coughing fit that shook his thin frame. Pyre handed the boy a glass of water and watched as the youth drank. "You gotta name kid?"

"Tyson," The boy whispered as he handed the cup back. Slowly Tyson pulled his legs up to his chest and stared at the strange man. His eyes contemplating his situation before he scooted back a little so he could lean against the headboard. He quietly asked, "I'm not home, am I? I…I really want to go home."

Pyre looked at the small teen and watched as the boy started to cry. Pyre gently touched Tyson's shoulder and Tyson pulled closer to the man's warmth. Pyre cautiously hugged the shaking boy as he sadly whispered, "Let's go for a walk, maybe then you can tell me where you live. We really ought to get you home. I won't harm you Tyson, I promise."

Tyson looked into Pyre's eyes and nodded, trust shining in his eyes. Pyre stood and helped Tyson steady himself. Tyson wiped his eyes and leaned into Pyre as he realized his head swam. His feverish state made it hard for him to stay standing on his own. Pyre allowed Tyson to lean on him as the two walked outside into the late afternoon sun. Pyre gently led Tyson down a set of stairs and out onto the street.

After thirty minutes of walking Pyre stopped and looked at Tyson. Tyson in turn stared at the man supporting him. Tyson then lowered his eyes and scanned the area; he was standing before a school that somehow felt familiar but Tyson couldn't place it. Looking around Tyson realized he had no idea where he was or even where he lived. Tyson suddenly grabbed Pyre shirt and buried his face in it as he started to cry once again. Pyre startled asked, "Something wrong Tyson?"

"I can't go home. Nothing's familiar enough for me to find my way, I'm alone without anything. What do I do Pyre? I can't remember. What can I do?" Tyson sobbed. Pyre wrapped his arms around the frightened youth in a gentle hug.

"Tyson we'll get you home. Somehow, some way I'll find your family. I've been looking since I first saw you, and I'll continue. I swear to you I'll get you home!" Pyre said as Tyson started to slip to the ground. Pyre quickly gathered Tyson into his arms and started back to his small apartment. Tyson slowly drifted off to sleep so Pyre took a small detour and walked to the local police station.

After a small talk with the officer seeking Tyson's family, Pyre took the still sleeping boy home. Pyre sighed dismally as he made his way into his home. The officer still had no clue as to where to find Tyson's family and Pyre had the feeling something beyond his control was keeping the information locked away for the moment. Pyre hated the thought that nothing he could do would get the young boy in his arms safely home until a later date.

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Tyson raced out the door as Pyre laughed at the boys sudden burst of energy. Tyson had been free from his empty reality for nearly two weeks and seemed generally happy by nature. The first few days after Tyson regained his sense of self he'd been left alone at the apartment. On the third day a man broke into the apartment and Tyson had spent the next twenty-four hours in the hospital. After that Pyre had insisted that Tyson come to work and his boss had readily agreed.

Tyson now spent his days talking to various coworkers and Pyre about everything and anything. Tyson vainly tried to recall his life but only could recall a set of piercing crimson eyes and a deep feeling of longing. 'Whoever holds those eyes can tell me who I am. They can answer all my questions. But who IS it?' Tyson thought as Pyre and Tyson entered a large office building.

"Don't harass Meilan. She needs to get some work done today and she can't work if she's too busy…." Pyre said. He stopped as Meilan entered the room and walked straight to Tyson's side. Meilan smiled and dragged Tyson back to her office a knowing smile flickering across her face. Pyre groaned every so softly before he followed the pair.

"Tyson! I've been waiting for you. You two sure took your time today. I brought a surprise, I just know you'll love it!" gushed Meilan. A box sat on Meilan's desk with a small card hanging from an ornate bow. Tyson hesitantly walked forward and touched the card. Meilan smiled and walked to the other side of her desk. She immediately feigned work as Tyson gingerly handled the card.

Tyson shook as he stared at the outside of the card. In graceful silvery script it read, 'Dear child…' Tyson opened the card and read on, 'I'm so very pleased to know you. I've enjoyed your presence over the last week. Your smile and good cheer make it easier to deal with the long days of work. As life for you has become an unknown I offer you today as a day to celebrate life. Meilan.' Tyson smiled and looked up to see Meilan's glowing eyes. Quickly circling around the table Meilan enveloped Tyson in a hug before she whispered, "Now the gift."

Tyson nodded and turned to the box completely aware of Meilan's glowing smile. Tyson slowly removed the wrapping paper and stared at the plain brown box. Meilan started to dance behind him in anticipation. Cautiously Tyson opened the box, his eyes shifting between the box and Meilan. Inside the box were two round dishes, a collar and a bag of puppy chow. Tyson stared in wonder at the small offering then turned to stare at Meilan.

A small brown puppy was the only thing Tyson was able to see as Meilan held the pup up to Tyson's face. A wet red tongue immediately began to wash Tyson's face as he grabbed the puppy from Meilan's arms. "Is…is she for me?"

"Yep and you get to name her whatever you want. I also arranged for you and your uncle to come stay at my place, it's a bit empty there and we'd love to have you there. It's just me, Lewis, Marshal and Mica. We have this wonderful house, really too big for the four of us and it has this large backyard. Please say you'll come. Pyre said the choice was yours, so?" Meilan said as she stared at Tyson, her eyes large and pleading. Tyson giggled softly at his overexcited friend who was busy dancing slightly with anticipation.

"Yes I'd like that. Really, really like that. I think I'd love to stay with you and your house mates. It would be great to have a place to play and relax just me and little Hiroko." Tyson said as he gently rubbed the puppy's back. Meilan scratched the puppy behind her ears and smiled as her tail continuously swatted at Tyson's arm.

"So he said yes to your request….and I see you were serious about your threat to buy a puppy for him," Pyre said. He was standing in the doorway a grin spread across his face as he watched the scene.

"Pyre, we really going?" Tyson asked hope etched onto his every word. Pyre nodded and walked into the room. He leaned down to stare at the puppy on eye level then smiled as she started to wash his face.

"Actually I figured you'd say yes so Lewis, Marshal and Mica are over there packing everything as we speak. I wanted you in a safer neighborhood anyways," Pyre said. He was suddenly thrown off balance as a very energetic young boy crashed into him in a giant hug. Meilan laughed as Pyre, Tyson and Hiroko landed on the floor. Tyson and Pyre both laughed as Hiroko tried to wash both faces at once.

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"Lively," Lewis commented dryly a he watched Tyson chase Hiroko across the yard. Marshal and Meilan promptly smacked the back of his head as they continued to watch the boy.

"You can't really blame the poor boy. What he doesn't remember still haunts," Meilan whispered. He turned to stare at the boy's snoring guardian before he added, "Besides he's spent the last eleven days cooped up in an office building trying to be as quiet as possible."

"Perhaps something will change just enough for him to remain this way forever…" Marshal whispered sadly. His two friends nodded in agreement as they watched Tyson and Hiroko play.

"They must change…. Or the consequences…. I won't surrender, but it's time to set life back in motion, they're waiting for us… they need us, and Him." Lewis whispered as he wondered back inside the house. Meilan and Marshal frowned after their friend before they turned back to Tyson. Meilan growled lightly before she smiled brightly and joined Tyson and Hiroko in their childish game of chase. Marshal laughed before he walked over to talk to Pyre.

"Tyson's doing well," Marshal murmured softly. Pyre looked up and smiled at his friend. He felt at ease in this house, but there were moments he wished the world was different. "The cops find any intel on the kid."

"Yeah, this," Pyre mumbled angrily as he handed a large envelope to his friend. Marshal slowly opened the envelope and laughed at the contents inside. All the evidence inside said the Tyson Granger was Pyre Storm's godson and that after a terrible accident he'd been named sole guardian. "His parents are dead… I'm his guardian, but I don't know a thing about him, or his life before we met. We both know it, so how do I explain this little twist in our overly-complicated lives."

"How long have you had this?" Marshal asked with a deep frown marring his gently features.

"Cops gave it to me the day after he woke… I just haven't had the heart to tell him that the cops have stopped searching, that he's stuck with me until his memories return, should they ever return." Pyre said as he watched Tyson and Hiroko tackle Meilan, who was giggling like mad. "I've got to tell him though."

"Maybe… this could wait a week or two more?" Marshal asked, a slight quiver in his voice. Pyre shook his head and grabbed the envelope before he started across the lawn to talk with his charge. Marshal frowned again and raced into the house. Meilan, afraid of the look she'd seen flash across Marshal's face followed quickly.

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