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Unknown's POV

He face off against the powerful man in front of him. His scent was like a a scorched desert just after sunset. He didn't know who this man was but he didn't like it.

The dark haired man in green robes. Under that he wore a black button down shirt and black pants. On his hip just beneath the robes was a sword. There was little doubt in the man without a memory's mind that he could use it.

Remaining standing was difficult for him. He just woke up after God knows how long. He couldn't remember a thing about his past or how he ended up here. The one called Hudu seemed to be nice enough but it didn't instill trust. Bringing this unknown person made him even less inclined to trust.

Hudu said his head bowed in submission, "My liege. This is the injured man that we pulled from the water."

The man rumbled lowly, "I can see that, Hudu. Leave us. I wish to speak with him alone."

Hudu bowed low at the waist before leaving the room. This left him alone with the man. For a long moment the man just stared at him. A battle of wills happening silently.

The man without a name would not bend his neck. Injured or not he could not afford to look weak. Something in him said that if he did then he would not see the morrow.

The stare off went on for several more moments. Then the older man said sounding amused without breaking eye contact, "It has been a long time since anyone dared stare me in the face like this. You are barely more than a boy. Yet you have the bravery of someone far older. Who are you?"

He answered back truthfully, "I don't know. My first memory was waking up here just a few moments ago. Who are you?"

There wasn't a hint of confusion that he sensed from Hudu. Just calculating calmness. This man was difficult to read and it set him on edge.

The man stated cooly, "I am Ra's Al Ghul. I lead the League of Assassins and currently you are under my care. My daughter found you in the ocean off the coast of Marsae. She pulled what she thought was a lifeless body from the water. Upon finding you alive she rendered emergency care. They made the trek back here to see you fully healed and to ask you questions. It seems the final task is not possible at this time."

The man tried to stand up straighter under the intense scrutiny he was being subjected to. It proved to be a terrible idea. As he straighter his spine the stitches in his side pulled. Excruciating pain went through him taking his breath away.

The man leaned against the bed he woke up on. His breaths came in short pants. Something in him said to take a deep breath hold then release.

Following the instinct he took a deep breath and held it. Then after a moment he released it. This continued for several moments until the pain faded.

Opening his grey eyes he saw that Ra's had moved to stand before him. There was an unreadable look on the man's face.

The one without a shred of memory said pushing away his pain, "I'm fine. It's gone now."

Ra's frowned slightly. If he had not been watching the man so closely the younger would have missed it.

After a moment Ra's said, "You will stay here. When you are fully healed then we can see about putting you with the new initiates. While you are healing you will speak with our mind healer Tanner."

The man without memories inquired his eyes narrowing, "If I don't wish to be an initiate?"

Ra's said in a low menacing tone, "We saved your life. It would not take much to end it if it came to that. You owe us your life. Should you not prove to be a worthy initiate then you will be released."

A chill went down his spine. There was no doubt in his mind that this man would do just that. His life was currently in their hands. It could be snuffed out based solely on a whim. As he was then there would be little he could do to stop it. So for the moment he nodded his acceptance. He would allow them to continue to treat his wounds and speak with the mind healer. Though it would be reluctantly.

Without another word Ra's left. It was only then did he realize that the other's steps didn't make a sound. It was a sense of familiarity. Something that he shouldn't have but did. Was this really right?

A few seconds later the door opened with Hudu and another man entering. The second man was black haired and silver eyed. It wasn't the silver eyes of a blind person. They met his grey eyes.

A calm voice said a soft timbre, "You must be our newest recruit. The man without a memory found in the waters off the coast of France. My name is Tanner and I will be the one to help you regain your memories."

The unknown man said as Hudu pushed him to sit on the bed, "I don't think I'll be much help. At least until my memories begin to return."

Tanner pulled a chair to sit in and said resting his chin on his palm, "Depending on the kind of amnesia it may or may not return without help. I specialize in the mind and there are only a few like me in this place. Ra's must think highly of you to assign me. That or he believes you are far beyond broken."

Hudi winced. The unknown man twitched with anger. He was not broken! Even without memories he knew that. If he was broken then he would have let Ra's kill him without a second thought.

He snarled angrily, "I am not broken! Even without memories I am still a person!"

Silver eyes widened with surprise then softened. Tanner said gently, "That's right. You are not broken. Now we can begin."

Conklin's POV

The weeks after his best man's disappearance and Alexander Conklin was still no closer to finding him than before. David Webb had disappeared and the only hope of stopping the Jackel with him. There was only one person remotely trained enough for the Treadstone program.

:David where are you? What happened to make you disappear for so long? You swore to help us bring down Carlos.:

A knock on his office drew his attention. He snapped, "Enter."

A familiar brown with grey tints haired man walk in Alex inclined his head. The man was an alpha just like him. He was unique in the sense that he tended to calm all people. Not just omegas.

Abbot said quietly, "Here is what the informants found. It doesn't look good, Alex. Bourne might be dead and by Carlos' hand."

Alex's hands shook. He wouldn't believe that. Not until he had a body as proof.