When You Realise It's Real

Chapter 20

The mist wolf disolved, leaving no trace of it's appearance except for the woundsnon one of the wolf's pelts.

The wolf that was wounded had a grey pelt, and little tufts on the end of her ears. She wasn't wounded badly. She had destroyed the mist wolf before it could do so.

"Kajit? Are you okay?"

The wolf who spoke was clearly concerned for her wounded companion.

After all, they had been friends when they were human.

"I'm fine, Fawn. We need to tell the other gnaw wolves, and hope that we don't see another one on the way there."

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I stared at the redhead.

"You're Petra." I told her.

Her face was a mask of confusion.

"Do you remember anything?"

She shook her head. I sighed.

"Who are you?" Petra asked me.

"Aza. I'm..." I was going to say your friend, but that wouldn't be true, would it? "Someone you can trust. Can you come with me?"

I started walking, and Petra followed me.

Come to me.

Yeah, no thanks.

I have need of you.

I found myself shuddering as I walked.

That wasn't the Witherstorm's voice. What was it?

Come to me. I have need of you.

That was the Witherstorm. Command Block, whatever.

I looked over my shoulder. Petra was still following me.

Do you like my gift?

Petra? Yeah. Just wish you hadn't taken her memory.

Mmm...well, Girl In Amour and Pig look yummy.

Don't you dare.

"Help! H-help! Anybody?!"

Okay, so you dare.

Yes, I do.

Petra was still following me, so I picked up the pace, jumping over tentacles, towards the voice. Jesse's voice, anyway.

Then I tripped over a tentacle.

"Are you okay?"

I looked up. Petra was concerned.

About me?

"I'm fine." I scrambled to my feet and turned a corner, seeing Jesse.

She saw me, and she saw Petra.

She was being sucked into the Command Block.

I ran over to her and grabbed her hands, pulling her down.

"Thanks!" Jesse gasped.

Reuben oinked at me.

Jesse averted her gaze to Petra, who was standing meekly next to me.

"She..." Jesse started.

"Yeah." I confirmed. "Except she has no memory."

"Nothing?"

"Nothing. Watch." I turned to Petra. "What's your name?"

"You told me it was Petra, but..." Petra started. "I don't remember."