+*~Amnesia~*+ (warfstache x Darkiplier)

Wake up.

And he opened his eyes.

He looked into the shattered mirror and straightened his jacket.

His thoughts felt slow but steadily picked up speed as he went outside.

It felt cold and a little windy outside as he went out yet was still generally nice.

But where was he?

He didn't have any memories of how he had gotten there.
Come to think of it, he couldn't remember anything . . .
He racked his brain (if he had one it felt numb) for some kind of solution, but he got nothing.

Where to now?

He didn't want to go back into that run-down and overgrown house for some reason, so he began to walk where he could see a sidewalk leading out of the gates to the . . . manor. Manor? Weird . . .

Then he heard a voice.

Like the breath of the wind, so quiet he thought he was imagining it but he heard it again.

"Hello?" It sounded female.

"Who's there?" he asked, looking around him sharply.

Suddenly his fingers felt tingly like there was a weak power surging into them.....

as he was examining his fingers a white raven landed in the tree nearby and cawed.

but he could understand it.

When it spoke its voice was sharp, loud, female-ish and it said:

"Damien! There you are! What happened to you? I saw those missing posters everywhere!"

That name...Damien...it felt familiar.

"how are you talking to me? And.......I'm not Damien.....who are you?" He said tentatively.

"I'm Beauty! And if Damien isn't your name what is?!" Beauty cawed back landing on his shoulder and looking at him with intelligent dark blue eyes.

the raven was quite large, bigger than the usual ravens that he'd seen.

who'd seen a raven?

"I'm........I don't know to be honest...I guess I'm lost......I just found myself at that manor up the road" he said.

"well if you found yourself you can't be lost!"
The raven let out a croaky chuckle.
"Sorry! sorry! Anyway, My dearest friend Damien and his sister, Celine, went to that place a very long time ago! Did you see them?" The raven said.

"no........I....." he felt his brain start going slow and numb again but now it hurt like someone was clenching it in their fist.

He stumbled and fell- and suddenly he was in a cold wasteland. A woman and a man......one of them red the other blue.

Their eyes widened and then he blinked and saw the crow watching him with concern in its bright eyes.

"Are you alright?! You passed out!"

The frosty grass under him crunched a little as he moved and sat up. He rubbed his head "I'm not sure........"

he got up stretching out his sore limbs slowly.

"Is your body supposed to do that?" The raven said.
He looked at his body and noticed the blue and red diversion flaring and glitching seething with
anger and restlessness "whoa....." he said.

He heard, no felt the woman's voice again, stronger this time.

"Will!"

he felt her sob and shake to his very core.

he felt the pain, the fear, the sorrow as if it were his own.

a tear hit the ground and where it struck a red wildflower bloomed into form.

It shone in the frosty grass like a blood-red moon.

"I think I know where Damien and his sister are...."

He said his own voice shaking despite himself.
The raven watched him curiously
"Where?"

"Inside of me....."

he said more tears landing on the ground causing a small patch of red-blue beauty amidst the cold.