Grandma Redbird, I love you and always will, I'll never forget you even in my next life, if that's what is going to be happening to me now. You were always there for me through the changes in my life and I am grateful for that. Please, don't worry about me, I'll be fine. Tell Heath I love him too. Goodbye.

These were the last thoughts running through my head as I fell into darkness. I felt dead yet I could still hear myself think, maybe this was what death felt like. Every part of my body felt numb, it was just my thoughts keeping me together. A light buzz sprang inside my head, it was disturbing my thoughts, everything was getting lighter, too light for my eyes to even see, "my child, your journey has not ended just yet" the voice was far away but clear, it had to be nyx. I wanted to say something but I couldn't move my mouth, I couldn't move anything! With all the energy I could get from what I am now, I forced myself to move or say something but nothing, I was just feeling dizzy now, so very... diz-... dizzy..

"Wake up, your having a bad dream!" My eyes wanted to stay closed, I couldn't take anymore of this, what was a dream and what was reality? And why couldn't I pick it?

My eyes blurred for a few seconds as they opened, beside me was an unfamiliar girl, with deep blue eyes and long brunette hair tied up in a bun, she released my arms as she saw me awake, she sat back down on the chair beside the bed and stared while I stared back, when I finally blinked, her stiff posture started to relax in relief, she slumped back in her chair, still staring.

I tried to look away but her blue eyes were too bright to ignore.

"What?" I snapped, my throat and lips were dry, it hurt to speak.

She continued to stare at me, I focused on the objects around the room, an annoying beeping machine, a white room with one door and a window, lots of complicated equipment, a bedside table and me on a white covered bed.

"What is your name?" she had this thick british accent, I was stunned to hear her speak and stunned by the question.

My name? I was thinking something earlier about a grandma, my grandma maybe? Heath? Heath who? Everything went blank.

"I... I" I felt moisture running down my cheek "I don't know, I don't remember anything!" I panicked.

"What? What do you mean-"

The door opened, a lady in a dull purple dress appeared through the door, her smile warmed as she saw me "Finally awake ey?"

I held the tears "How are you feeling love?" I shrugged.

"I'll contact the police in the morning and you Rose should be at home now" said the lady checking my temperature and all sorts.

"I told you" Rose said "I'm here to get some answers" she looked at me, sad "I guess I can't find anything now"

"Ey? What do you mean by that love?" she was still busy analysing me.

"She can't remember anything"

"What?" The lady paused "There were no signs of aphasia in the x-ray"

Rose shrugged, "thats strange" said the woman "Sweetheart, do you know where you are? Your name? Anything"

I nodded feeling the tears coming back.

"Oh dear, I'll have to inform Doctor Lenard about this" I think she was telling herself "In the meantime get some rest and you Rose, come back in the morning so we can interveiw the both of you together" she left the room but before Rose left, she looked down at me and said "Please, remember"

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I didn't sleep much that night, my brain was on constant work trying to work out who I was, the only things that were playing in my mind was the names Redbird and Heath, I look at myself, my arms and legs covered, slowly I lifted up my sleeve, I saw a pattern and instantly I was scared, was I some kind of junkie? A person who'd stay out on the streets covering herself in tattoo's and drink?

I could feel it, somewhere in me I knew who I was, this felt stupid forgetting who I was!

"Good morning love, how are you feeling?" the woman from last night appeared, in the same clothes.

"Same old" I said, surprised by my own confidence.

She smiled at me "Someone remembering who they are now?"

"No" I answered sadly.

"It's okay, it has to be a short term memory loss thing" she replied, sure of herself and I hoped she was right too.

The light burned my eyes as the woman opened the curtains, bringing in so much light that it bounced off the white walls making the whole room unbearable for my eyes, I closed them tightly and hide under my blanket.

The lady chuckled "Not a big fan of the light then? I understand, I apologise"

As the light dimmed from my eye lids I opened them again, a sharp pain was hitting my stomach "Argh!" I screamed.

"What? What is it?" She yanked the blankets off of me and lifted up my shirt, without my permission I should add but as I looked down at what she was looking at it, it was this horrible body that didn't look anything like mine, stitches in every way, healing slowly but painfully, My heart was pounding in my chest.

She grabbed one of my shoulders roughly, her long nailed fingers dinging into my skin, in her other hand a shiny object rapidly hitting my front hard and then out again.

I held my breath at what I had just witnessed in my head, a flashback possibly?

"Your stitches are healing very nicely, just a few more weeks and you'll be up and running again" healing very nicely? They looked terrible! "Now honey, do you remember anyone? A name? I should really be contact your parents or guardian"

"I'm Neferet, your mentor, guardian"

"Uhh.. no sorry" All these strange names hitting me like rain droplets.

"It's fine, I'm sure it will-"

"Hey" Rose from last night appeared through the door, her hair was still up in a bun but she didn't wear the same turtle neck sweater, instead it was just a huge coat, just below her chin was a huge bandage, on her neck to be precise. She sat down on the chair next to the bed and smiled at me.

"Mornin' Rose"

"Good morning Cath"

"I'll be right back guys" Cath left the room, and now it was my turn to ask the questions.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Shoot" she said.

"In order for me to remember who I am, I need to know what happened"

She stared at me then took a deep breath in "I'm an English girl, and when you come to America, you come to have a fun" was this a story or a speech? "I was out by myself that night and I met this cute brown eyed guy, he was looking at me like I was something to eat but I instantly felt a connection, mainly because he was an american" she tensed up abit, getting uncomforatble "I don't know, stuff happened, we snogged and hell yeah it was amazing, for some reason I began to feel weak and fainted, when I finally woke up, I saw us, on the ground, you dieing from a loss of blood, I was terrified, someone had tried to kill you, there was a knife right in your stomach" this scared me, someone was out to get me! "But I knew if it wasn't for you, I would probably be dead by now, because he was one of them" the last word she said in discust.

I was a junkie that liked to save people?

I began rubbing my head contantly and hard, Rose stared at me, her eyes getting bigger as if they were going to explode.

"You're...." she whispered.

I stopped rubbing but kept my hand still "what, whats wrong?"

"You... You're... one of...them?" Slowly she began stumbling away from the chair.

I removed my hand and looked at it, it was covered with this power mixture matching my skin color but still visible.

"Oh. My. God." she whispered with a horrific posture.

Ever had stitches? They look terrible (I won't go into detail) but the nurses say they 'look well'. I have. True Story. No one cares!

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