I was running, where was a running from? What was a running from? Fang was next to me pumping his arms fluently. Then we both stopped, an obstacle blocking our path. A boy about similar height to Fang, his blond hair and movie star looks, looked like he could get any girl he desired.
"Max... Do you remember me?" He asked. I looked over at Fang, unreadable at the moment. I shook my head.
"Should I?" I asked. I glanced at Fang again and I swear relief was on his face. The boy hesitated then held his arms out to me. A confused look may have showed on my face. Whatever was chasing us, human-like wolf creatures, had stopped all around us.
"Max!" Fang called from the side, he was being taken by two creatures.
"Leave him alone, what are you doing with him? Who do you think you are?" I was shouting.
"I'm Dylan, your husband..." What? I looked down at my hands two rings on my left hand. I'm, what, fifteen? I was grabbed from behind, my wings wrenched back. "You've gotta' come with me..." Dylan said.
I screamed myself awake.
"Max?!" Fang searched my face. He went to take me into his arms, but I pushed him away.
"Do I have a husband?" He looked at me confused. "Do I have a husband!" I pressed.
"No...Not really"
"What do you mean not really?"
"Max, it's hard to explain..."
"Am I married to someone or not!" I was getting angry and frustrated at the fact I didn't know who I was.
"Technically yes" he waited for me to respond, but I didn't. "but it was a cover, it was your idea, I wasn't happy with it, but we needed to get in and take down the school from the inside..."
"So I married someone to...what? What are we? What is the school? Fang..."
"The place we were created..." I looked at his face, facing down clearly it was a sensitive subject. He was sitting in a chair by the side of the bed, it was clear he'd been sitting there for a while, a blanket cast on the floor. Had I passed out or something, I don't remember going to bed.
"Who is Dylan?" I asked. He looked up.
"Dylan? How..." I looked at him, so my dream was aided by my memories? They aren't lost forever? "How do you know that name and not..." He threw his head back, his hands gliding across his face. "And not mine..." He ended.
"I dreamt it...he took you away, then he ordered some human-wolf things to rip my wings off and..." I was crying, again. He took my hands.
"I will never let him hurt you, okay..." I believed him too.
"Is he my husband?" He nodded. I looked at my hands, no rings there, apart from a black leather ring on my right hand.
"He created as your perfect other half, you didn't think very highly of him" I ran my hand through my tangled hair.
"Has this happened before? Losing my memory..."
"No..." He gripped my hands tighter. "I will help you get it back...I've had time to think"
"Thank you..." I stopped myself. "Do we hug?" Fang laughed.
"Not really-"
"Good... That maybe a little awkward, not knowing you and all..." He laughed again.
"You will..." I smiled. "Anyway I should probably let you sleep..." He got up, pulling his hand away.
"I'm too wired to sleep..."
"You need it though, want to sit on the sofa with a hot chocolate with mini marshmallows?"
"How'd you find that?"
"I have my ways" I looked at him mock quizzically. He stuck out his hand, helping me up and guiding me through the house. Two paper travel cups lay on the floor. I picked one up and proceeded to sit on the worn out sofa.
"How did you? Did you leave the house..."
"No I had a little help..." A slender strawberry blond kid popped into view.
"Hey Max, I'm..."
"Iggy" the word, well name, escaped me before I had time to register it. Fang looked at me. "I don't know where that came from" I admitted. Iggy looked just past me as Fang joined me on the sofa.
"How did you know that?" Fang asked.
"I don't know... It just came to me" Iggy sat next to me.
"I'm blind by the way..." What was I supposed to say.
"Completely blind" Fang helped. Iggy stood up revealing his wings. So he's one of us... How many of us? I didn't want to ask, I assumed not many, or people that are us are no longer alive. "Iggy, is going to help me fill in the gaps" I'm not sure I'm ready for this. But this is what I have to do if I want to know who I am.