New Arrival

Yes this chapter is very late and I know I said I wouldn't keep doing this but I just get so distracted I'm sorry! please enjoy this and I'll try to write faster for you all!

(Charlie PoV) My eyes scanned the clearing cautiously watching out for any sign of danger, I was literally being led into enemy territory. The woman in front of me, Wren a.k.a. Orella, would occasionally glance back at me to make sure I was following and I could tell that she was on edge as well, but not for the same reason. "So what made you wander out this way? Was your camp in the other direction?" My head turned towards Sam as he questioned me curiously, "Uh well I just went to the road and followed it until I came to this path that lead into the woods and just went from there. Figured there might be a camp this way." He nodded seeming satisfied enough with my answer, "Well, maybe you'll get lucky and John won't decide to run ya off, we have been low on numbers lately-" "Sam!" We both turned forward to see that Wren had stopped and was looking at me with cold eyes, "Watch what you give away around potential threats, it could cause a problem later."

I don't know why it effected me so much but just seeing that cold calculating gaze made me realize how much she had forgotten, and now my mission was as important as ever to me. If she really knew how she used to be and if she realized how she was acting now, I know that she would be horrified. We continued to walk on for another minute or two before I saw what seemed to be a small yet well made up camp, a few people watching from the doors of their tents as I was walked by. There were about 11 tents but I only saw about 7 people counting the two walking with me, were there others out hunting or something? But I didn't have time to think about the question any more as I was shoved forward a bit and then pulled to a stop, Orella disappeared into the slightly larger tent for a moment before reappearing with a man.

My heart stopped in my chest as the man straightened out and looked directly at me, his piercing blue eyes and jet black hair impossible to miss. He had a neutral tone like Orella as he spoke to me, "Hello, you must be Loren. You told Sam and Wren that your group had been over run, I am sorry for your loss." I struggled to keep my composure as I replied back, trying to not show recognition, "Uh yeah, thanks. I just...I'm not any threat to you all trust me, I'm just someone looking for a place to stay. But If not I will leave peacefully." He narrowed his eyes just the slightest bit, someone less observent would not have caught it, and seemed to be almost analyzing me, did he know that I wasn't who I said I was?

Sam and Orella had not made a single noise since he had started talking, they were surveying the area like nothing was occuring. After another agonizing minute of silence he nodded slightly and turned away from me, "I don't see a problem with you staying here for now, but don't try anything or you will be taken care of...permenately." His tone did not convey a sense of danger but I knew that danger practically covered his words, I needed to lay low if I wanted to keep off his radar...he probably wouldn't go too easy on me if he knew who I really was. "Come with me, I'll show you where you'll be sleeping." I nodded to Orella and nodded to Sam as I followed her, this camp seemed to have tension lingering in the air everywhere I walked, something was up. I walked up beside Orella and fell in step with her, glancing around as I spoke, "So why is everyone so gloom and doom here? Seems kind of depressing."

The old Orella would have smirked and made some smart ass comment like "Well we are in an apocolypse." or "They never got to see the ending of greys anatomy." But now she looked at me with an icy stare that would freeze hell over, her eyes narrowed in irritation, "Oh maybe because they can't go to sleep at night knowing if they're safe or not. Or maybe it's because everyday we face the threat of losing more people than we already have, this isn't the time to be acting like a child and taking everything like a joke when it could endager others." I held my hands up in defense as she started to walk again and I tried to brush it off, "Hey, sorry I was just trying to make some conversation. Don't need to bite my head off." She didn't say a word back but she let her shoulders relax a bit, she was probably stressed as hell and I didn't blame her.

We finally reached a light gray tent that was in a slight corner of camp and she glanced slightly at me as she spoke, "This one's yours, we eat dinner in about another hour so be ready." And with that she stiffly walked off, leaving me to watch her go with regret and sorrow in my gaze, how was I going to get her to remember?

(Slender PoV) She had been accepted, the plan was going to work. But him, John, he was there and if he recognized the disguised Charlie than I would have to drag both she and Orella out of there...even if it meant leaving no survivors. The silent sounds of the woods was slightly calming to me as my anger rose at the thought of John being near my hunter, how dare he try and lure her into his trap of lies. As I turned back towards the cabin and started to head back I couldn't get her stare out of his mind, it was so cold and hard. Her eyes that were once filled with determination, bravery and humor were now filled with danger, and untrustworthiness.

"Why must the strong fall so far?" I said a quote from a novel that Orella had read, we had been talking about strength versus strategy and she said it had just popped into her mind. She has had such and impact, such an influence on my being that now it felt near impossible to live without her. Every day that she has been gone has pushed the darkness in me further and further towards the edge, it wanted me to let go and stop at nothing to take back what was mine, what I had claimed as mine, but I would not give in...I couldnd't go back to how I was all those years ago when all that I thought about was killing and murder.

Yes I enjoyed it, yes I wouldn't say that I won't ever kill again, but when you have a choice between getting something that you cannot live without and giving in to a primal instinct, the options become quite clear. I barely noticed that I had already arrived back to the cabin and as I walked inside it felt as if the air had become less depressed, like there was a slim piece of hope that we could get back the one that made us whole, and as I layed down for the night, clutching onto her journal, her memories, I let myself remember.

(Orella PoV) Why did I feel so frustrated whenever I looked at her? I had never met this woman in my life yet whenever I made eye contact with her I felt as if I should know her, I didn't like it. It had been about 3 days since she had first come into the camp and she was now going on patrols like the rest of us, right now she was walking with Danny and I checking for any wandering parasites. "So I'm just curious, how do you keep that beautiful hair so kept up and lovely?" Danny gave Loren his trademark smirk and tried to work his so called 'charm' on her but to no avail, she merely rolled her eyes and shrugged. "I don't know, guess it's magic hair."

"Haha good one there Loren, ha magical hair yeah...ok." I couldn't help but smirk as Danny trailed off as his plan completely back fired and he practically made an ass out of his self, "Oh don't worry Danny maybe you can try and sweet talk one of those lovely shuffling girls down the street." I turned back to the task at hand, not really thinking about what I just said, when all of a sudden I heard laughter from behind me. "Oh my god you made a joke! Queen of gloom made a joke! Hahahah!" I tried to keep a serious face as I glanced back at her, "It was a sarcastic comment not a joke, and I'm not completely lifeless alright?" She made a muffled noise of agreement and dropped the subject so we could finish the rest of our patrol in silence, but in all honesty, it felt nice to just go out and laugh a little with friends. But was she considered a friend of mine?

(Later at lunch) "Hey Loren could I talk to you for a minute?" The black haired woman looked up from her food at me with surprise in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure and nodded before standing and following me off to a tree near the camp. I saw John give me a look as I passed him but I ignored it, for some reason he was always giving Loren these...looks. Like she was infected or she was hiding some dirty secret, but I was willing to give her a chance. As we made it to the base of the tree I sat down and leaned back as a slight breeze made my hair lift, "You can sit you know...I don't bite." She smiled slightly and sat near me with a knowing look, "I know. Is there something you wanted to talk about?"

"Actually yeah, there is. I just...I want to apologize for how I have been acting lately, I'm just not...the most trusting person. It's hard for me to accept people sometimes but I know that your not half bad." I let out a sigh as I finished and I could see the warmness from her smile creep up into her gaze as she nodded, "It's alright, I understand why you would be wary and what not. How long have you been here?" "About 5 months give or take." "How did you find them?" I was silent for a moment as I recalled waking up all that time ago, confused and cautious, "I had been in an accident and two people who were scouting for food found me, if not for them I would have died. I owe them my life."

She again nodded but continued on with the questioning, almost as if she was trying to figure something out, "Weren't you with another person or two before? Didn't you want to go back to them at all?" I scrunched up my eyebrows in confusion, how would she know? "How did you know that?" She got a nervous look on her face but she quickly covered it up, "Oh uh I talked to Katrina about it a little, she told me." I could tell by the look on her face that she was hiding something from me but I couldn't figure out why, I would have to look into that later but for now I would let it go. "Well, yeah. I was with some people before but after I had my accident I suffered from amnesia and I can't remember anything really before that day, sometimes I try to remember but it just ends up in a headache."

As I told her this her eyes became lit with a fire of determination and she placed a hand on my shoulder, "Just keep trying and it will come back to you, and who knows, there's probably people waiting for you somewhere that you may have come across. I know you can do it Wren, your strong enough." And with that she rose and made her way back to camp without another word, leaving me with my thoughts and unanswered questions. Why did it seem like I know this woman more than I do and how does she know so much about me? And secondly, why was John trying to keep me away from the place that was pulling me in? As I walked slowly back to my tent and laid down to relax I made a promise to myself, tomorrow I would go to that forest, and Loren was coming with me to answer what she's trying to hide.

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