I have no excuse so... onward with the story! xxx

Hel pov

I have been going round in circles, physically and metaphorically. Trying to understand how I had no clue who I am and only realising after someone had asked me. Which is both frustrating and perplexing. I'm a chalk board that has just been rubbed clear, obvious by the white dust left I had once held information. Now trying to restring memories just cause 'Chiquitita' to play on repeat. Over and over.

This is why everything seems so new. I had nothing to compare to. Only these strange alien people whom I knew just as little about.

Who am I ? Good question. Considering my options is daunting, they look pretty bleak. I have knowledge ... let alone of this place. The best I can hope for is a sudden epiphany and all my memory returning. Truly I have no idea, but given the circumstances it wasn't surprising.

Sighing. Continuing on my walking circuit I had been following since this morning. Around and around. It is comforting the route has become familiar. Nothing really stands out or draws my attention. Everything is flat and has a sandy yellow tinge.

I mean, did I just wake up in a middle of the desert with no idea who I am. It's ludicrous. Somewhere I have a life maybe, a family. A name that I don't even know the first letter of. I have no identity. And I also do not know how to feel about it. What mainly concerns me is the fact that I don't have a name. People might not have dreams, homes, families ,a set identity... but they have a name.

I have given up trying to remember it, because it frightened me too much; both the trying to remember and the not remembering.

Insane would be one word to describe how I am feeling. I wondered if I scream the numbers the scruffy man gave me he would find me. Most likely not. But I feel too drain to do anything other than slowly stumble down the street.

I wonder what my family is like ?

"I'm tellin' you Mark, it aint like enythin I ever saw, an I sure as hell didn't think it was a sattilite, looked like a hammer, had a handle an everythin" gruffed out a man on the othe side of the road to his companion.

"I know jack I saw it too, but them feds didn't seem to think so, thought it was theirs, well I wish em the best, I'm sure they have a better chance of shiftin it then we did" came the reply.

A faint tingling of direction began. Go that way it whispered "This is the way home"

I follow.

No pov

His physique was definitely something to be admired. Darcy was doing just that. Her eyes glided over the contours of his golden chest. Thankfully he had not put his shirt on yet.

"Nice ass for a homeless person, he's pretty cut". Darcy offered her opinion, quickly wiping her fogged up glasses so she didn't miss anything, before returning her objectifying gase. This drew attention to the hulking man. Even workaholic Jane was silently appreciating. Slightly slowing down her pacing. The only one unaffected by the show was Eric as he had identified from a young age he was heterosexual.

Thor however still enjoyed the attention he received. It did however induce thoughts of Hel and how the weight of her cool grey eyes would much more pleasure than a room of heated stares . He shoved the stinging memories aside and started strutting topless towards them like a peacock.

"To bad he doesn't have a brother, cause sadly Jane, I saw him first so bagsey. Is it bad I'm kind of glad we hit him with the va... " trailing off on her dirty thoughts as a look of horror over came her face. "Shit!" jumping from her seat she almost knocked it over, She rushed out the building without an explanation. The others followed, bar Thor. All extremely confused.

"Darcy what's wrong!"

"Erik we... we left that woman in the trunk!"

The trio rounded the building to find their van the right back seat window smashed.

"How?" Jane's face contorted in confusion.

Looking into the backseats for a moment Erik pulled his head out, "Nothing is missing or broken.. just the window... how does a young woman break a window without breaking some bone and going in to shock?"

"She probably thought she was being abducted." now terror filled Darcy's face "She's probably gone to the police! I cant go to jail!"

"No ones going to jail!"

"How do you know Jane from where I'm standing this looks pretty bad!"

"stop shouting your drawing attention to yourself"

Thor decided now would be the perfect to voice his problem, "This body needs sustenance!"

The three of them turned to him, utterly confused.

"suste... you are shitting me right!" Darcy spluttered.

No one spoke for a lengthy second.

"you're not are you? come on I think we could all do with a coffee"

"Lady Jane I do not know this..." Jane interrupted "shut up and follow me!"

They all shut their mouths and did.

Hel pov

Why does it have to be so hot. I want to stop and find shade but the constant pull into the wilderness would not let me. Every time I stopped it was like being pricked in the chest with a needle. Not incredibly painful, short lived but its purpose to not let me deter was inarguable. It was as if I had a fishing line hooked into my heart, never slacking and the only way to stop the pain was to follow.

There was on way of escaping so I continued unwaveringly.

Ahead there was a bank, high enough to block my view of the horizon but sadly not enough to shield me from the sun. I was close the tension in the invisible cord tightened. I force my legs to go faster, they kick up clouds of dust. I took just one more step and then I could see on the horizon a structure that looked incongruously like clouds.

These buildings look nothing like the ones in the settlement, They had looked sturdier. I imagine a storm cloud rolling in and destroying them effortlessly, also conjuring a sense of de ja vous. That thrum in my chest was comforting now, as it had lead me to something familiar.

And in an instant its gone; and in an instant I want it back.

I really have no excuse other then I am really good at procrastinating. I promise to try better next time xxx