Blue eyes fluttered open, before they squeezed shut one again. A moment later and they reopened, looking from side to side but not really seeing anything. Everywhere around him was darkness. Then he spotted it, a faint light in the distance. He stood up and cautiously made his way toward the light, shielding his eyes as he did. He paused for a moment when a silhouette appeared in the middle of the circle of light. He strained his eyes to see the silhouette but to no avail, the figure remained a dark, blurry shadow.
"Hello?" The boy called out, slowly closing the distance between him and the shadowed figure.
"Who are you?" The boy asked. He paused for a moment when he was close enough to the figure to see the limbs apart from the body instead of just one massive shadowy blob. As the boy came closer to the figure, the figure came closer to him.
Soon the boy and the figure were no more than a few feet apart.
"Hello?" The boy asked, waving his right hand in an attempt to gain the shadow's attention. As the boy raised his right arm, the shadow raised it's right arm, and as the boy waved, the shadow waved.
Confusion made it's self clear on the boys features. He took a step to the right, and so did the shadow. It was as if he was starring into a mirror, only he couldn't see his reflection.
"Who are you?" The boy asked once again, and the shadow shrugged it's shoulder as if saying I don't know. This time the boy followed the shadow and his shoulders went up and down in perfect unison with the shadow.
Soon everything faded to black and once again the boy was left alone, but not for long.
"Wake up" A soft voice cooed, breaking through the silence like a knife through thick fog.
"Wake up" The voice came again, this time paving a path in the darkness. The boy followed the lite up path and found himself at the foot of a door. He paused a moment before reaching for the handle. Slowly he opened the door, and emerged from the dark.
"hey" A small voice greeted the boy as he awoke. The boy turned his head toward the voice, his eyes searched the room but they found no one, then a small giggle directed his attention toward the ground. There, standing before him was a small child, with long golden hair.
"Hey" A horse reply made it's way from the lips of the boy. The child blinked and a large smile crept onto her face.
The boy on the cot groaned and tried to sit but was stopped by the small voice of the little girl.
"You're not suppose to do that"
"What?" The boy asked as a burning pain forced him to lay back down.
"Oh" The boy grunted and grit his teeth, willing the pain to stop.
"She said you'd get hurt if you did that" The little girl said, gazing up at the boy with her large greenish blue eyes.
"Oh did she?" The boy asked with a hint of sarcasm. The girl's face turned snow white as she heard footstep echo down the hall.
"I'm not supposed to be in here. Don't tell her I was here ok. Please?" The girl pleaded as she ducked under the cot.
"I wont" The boy replied.
"Promise? The girl asked, pocking out from under the bed.
"Promise" The boy confirmed and the little girl went back in her hiding spot just before the door opened. A different girl of medium height who was slightly underweight entered the room carrying a trey of food.
"Your awake" The girl smiled, and placed the trey on the edge of the bed. The boy remained silent and only observed the girl, taking in her dainty features, tan skin and bright eyes.
"Yeah. So where am I?" The boy asked, his French accent a thick blanket over his monotone voice. His alert, hawk like eyes followed the girl's every movement.
"Oh uhm, your in an abandoned school. It's kind of our sanctuary of sorts." The girl replied with a small smile that soon faded when the boy didn't return the smile.
"That's your definition of a sanctuary?" The boy questioned.
"Well yeah, ever since the war.." The girl trailed off.
"War?" The boy asked, giving the girl a quizzical look.
"You don't know about the war? Where do you come from? Better yet, who are you?" The girl asked, now it was her turn to give the quizzical look.
"I..." The boy began to say before a sharp pain in his temples caused him to stop. He gripped his head as the pain became worse and a series of images flooded his mind.
"Who do you think you are?" An angry voice yelled at a young blond haired boy.
"You can't expect to get away with this so easily do you?" The voice came again, before a large silhouette closed in on the boy.
The image was gone just as fast as it came before it was replaced by another.
"You come from a special selection of people. They have also come from a special selection of people. And therefor you were bred for this! You have all of the qualities in order to make you the best we've ever had!" A husky male voice spoke and a chorus of "yes sirs" exploded from the group of small children standing at his attention.
Once again the image was gone as quick as it came. The boy tried to make sense of the images but to no avail.
"You ok?" The girl asked, her voice filled with concern. The boy shook the images away and brought his attention back to the girl.
"Fine" The boy replied, trying to put his mind at ease, but it was still trying to wrap itself around those images. What did they mean?
Bred? Bred for what?
Who do I think I am? I haven't the slightest idea...
"You didn't look fine just then" The girl retorted.
"I said I'm fine, alright. Drop it" The boy snapped, his accent gaining thickness, so much that it blended his words together making it hard to understand.
"Sorry" The boy apologized after seeing the hurt expression on the girls face.
"So who are you? How many did you mean when you said us?"
"I'm not telling you who I am until I know who you are. And you'll get to meet the others soon" The girl replied, handing the boy a small old brown knapsack.
"Here, this is yours. Your things are inside, it's everything we found with you. I've cleaned the clothes" The girl paused for a moment as she watched the boy open the sack and check it's contents. Inside the bag was a pair of clothes, a small dagger and blank dog tags.
"We're going to be moving soon. While Ayden was out on patrol he noticed that a group of mutant haters is getting close, and we don't want to take any chances, especially with the little ones. Eat, your gonna need the energy. I'll have Ayden help you dress later so we can get moving"
"I don't need help dressing" The boy scowled, turning the dagger around in this hands.
"Can you stand?" The girl asked. After observing the boy's expression she spoke again "That's what I thought"
"I'll leave you alone now" She said, heading toward the door but stopped when the boy spoke.
"Wait! My name is... Axel" The boy said, finishing in a whisper and tracing the name that was etched into the dagger.
The girl's lips curled into a small smile.
"vel" She spoke her own name.
"Come on Alise let's leave Axel alone" Vel said, dragging the little girl out from under the cot.
"How did you know I was..." The little girls voice trailed off as the two left the room.
Why did you lie like that? They're trying to help you and you lie to them? Give them a false name so they wont suspect you don't even know it. Brilliant plan. The voice inside Axel's head spoke.
I'm not sure if I can trust these people. Better to stay on the safe side and play Mr. Mysterious instead of Mr. Amnesiac. Don't want them taking advantage of me because I can't even remember my own name...
Axel. The voice sounded so familiar to him, but it left a bad taste on his tongue. He knows it isn't his name, it just doesn't feel right.
Sorry it's taken so long to update. My laptop crashed a few days ago, I've been trying to get it back up but no luck so far. I had all the ocs bios on there and well, now I don't have them. I feel bad asking this but can everyone send me their character bios again?
If you submitted an oc to this story, it would be a big help if you could resend the bios or I may not get them into the story, I can;t exactly move on with the story without the bios.
There is an exception for these oc since I had their bios saved to the computer I'm currently using (don't ask, I don't wanna explain)
Noctis Caelum
Derek (statistics)
Jackie (crow foot)
Quinn Elliot Delmond
and that's about all the bios I have on this computer, again I'm really sorry guys Dx