Thanks for all the reviews. I hope you enjoy this chapter. For everyone who plans on reading this to the end. Trunk's episodes will have the ward "Missing" in it and Pan's will have the word "Lost". So enjoy. And also Disclaimer from last chapter is still towards this one. So there. lol. Well then Enjoy. And please be honest with my reviews. Not hating, just tell me if it wasn't to your liking because of one event of correctional mistakes. thank you again.

Chapter 2

Lost Memories

The bright sun showed its light through the dirty window glass in an attempt to brighten the room. The sun spreading its hope for the new day as it displayed its light down on the form of a sleeping young lady. Her petit frame was in a tight ball in a vain attempt to both hide from the approaching light and the promise of a new day, and to defend herself from the threat of waking to this world of nightmares. Her long black hair was smoothly out behind her in a way that was almost as if it was planned and carefully layered to make her look almost heavenly. She moaned as she tried in vain to remain asleep. She would have won except no sooner did she moan than she heard a loud banging on her door.

"Hey, wake up. It's time for you to earn your keep here." said a deep gruffy voice on the other side of the door. The girl opened her sparkling blue eyes but made no more to get up. She just layed there staring out the window at the new spring day.

"Don't make me wake your ass up. Then you will really be sorry!" the voice was starting to sound aggitated. The black haired girl quickly got up and opened the door slightly. She didn't care that her adopted father saw her in only her redsleeping bra and matching panties. She knew that if she delayed her father any longer then he would get physical. So like any other person she adapted and tried as hard as she could not to strike up his rage.

"Sorry Daddy. I must have over slept." She said trying to sound as meek as she could. She clasped her hands in front of her in an attempt to hide her panties from sight. Luckily, her father was busy looking at her face to notice. Unluckily, he was angry at having to wake her.

"Got dress, you got an important mission today." He said as he held up a rolled up paper. Looking at it from her position she could tell by some of the lines and figures that it was a map of some sorts. "There is an old forgotten Capsule Corps building that may have some supplies in it. I want you to grab as much as you can and be back here by 6:00. You got that?"

The girl nodded her head and replied, "Yeah, but what if there is any trouble, like treasure hunters and theives?" She asked worriedly.

"Well then you better try and persuade them not to kill you, huh? And one more thing. Marie, don't mess this one up." Her father turned around without even looking back and walked down the stairs of this three story building. Marie almost collapsed to the floor, her hands were now up and across her semi-exposed chest as she tried to rub the chill of her father's words out of her blood. she knew what he meant when he said persuade and she was scared that she would have to.

Marie finally stood up and walked over to her closet. Most of the clothes were either too big or had some holes in it. As she was going through her various shirts she found one she never seen before. It was a navy blue long-sleeved shirt with a logo on it that she remembered hearing about. The logo had the image of the earth and over it were the words "Earth's Special Forces." She heard from her father's partner, Jim, that they were an elite force of men that could shoot explosions and fly. Normally she supposed that people would think it was all pranks and illusion, but with the attacks by the androids she knows that there are people like that. Turning her thoughts back to her new she saw a note attached to it.

"Hey there angel. Picked it up for you. Hope you like it. There is also a pair of matching pants in the drawer. Oh and Happy Birthday." She smiled and noted that it was from Jim. She liked the rough middle aged man. He was nice to her and always protected her as much as he could. She felt safe around him. He never yeled at her or even treated her like a slave.

It was never always like this. She remembered being happy, with a father and a mother that loved her dearly. she looked up towards the ceiling holding the shirt close to her as she thought back to her childhood. She couldn't remember a lot of it seeing as how young she was, but she remembered that her father was this big strong figure that always smiled at her and was always gentle with her and her mother. She felt happy even at peace in this turmoil, that is until the man in her memories never came back. Marie had some pictures in her head of that day. Her mother was trying to be happy but there were tears falling down her face,then her father mentions a "trunk." Marie was sort of sad too, she hated when her father left her and after that day he never came back.

Marie shook herself out of the painful memories. 'Must think of the here and now' she thought silently. She turned to the dresser that was next to her bed. She pulled open the lowest drawer, the drawer that she designated for pants only. Scanning the drawer she quickly found the second half of the set that Jim had given her. Slipping both pieces on she quickly ran downstairs to see if she had time for breakfast. As she saw the kitchen empty and clean she heard the familiar voice of her father behind her.

"Your too late. Breakfast was over with an hour ago. Looks like you'll have to go hungry until you get back from your searching." Marie could feel the man creeping closer behind her. She had no idea how she could place his exact distance without even looking, but she could. There were times she would be sitting in her room when she could sense where everyone was and their overlaying emotions. she could only sense the strongest of emotion's but it was something she held back from all of them. Who knows what her father would do to try and use that against others.

Marie looked at the ground in a sign of defeat but quickly looked up shocked. While Marie was looking down her father stood even closer behind her then he usually did. Normally, he would stand close enough to make his presence known, but now she could feel his entire front side on her back. She knew some of his redicules teases, but this one was beyond even her.

"I could give you a special birthday gift now, but I think I'll wait until later this evening. When Jim isn't here to bail you out." he said. she heard his voice had an underlying threat and promise rolled into one. Realization dawned on her, she could feel a bit of a poke hitting her in the small of her back, right where his . . .

Marie had no option left to her. She quickly ducked away from him and made sure the table was between them. Looking into his eyes there was a new emotions she could see in those cold dark eyes, one she had hoped he would never have. The look of pure lust. She knew what he wanted and he had told her when he would go after it.

Marie turned and ran out fo the house without looking back. She could feel those same tears start to form in her eyes, but she knew that he would be watching her. Watching for any signs of weekness that he could exploit, so taking a deep breath she forced the tears back and calmed herself. 'Not this time, you prick.' Marie swore in her thoughts. 'I will not cry for you.'

As Marie started walking towards the garage she heard a voice shout out from the opposite direction. "Yo, Angel. This way." As quickly as her sorrow began thus it ended. Turning she saw her savior, Jim sitting in his car waving to her from out the window. Quick as she can, Marie practically flew towards the sleek black convertable. When she reached the passanger's side she jeap over the door and planted herself right on the seat.

"I hope your not angry, but I wanted to tag along this time." Jim said smiling gently to her. She not knowing what else to say, reached up and gently kissed his cheek. "Hey, now. Don't get all mushy on me. We wouldn't want rumors now would we?" He stated winking at her as she blushed and giggled gleefully.

Jim smiled at the teenage girl and started his car and with a rev of the engine the car and it's occupants sped of towards the forgotten CC building.