Pieces of My Memory

Chapter 1 Lost

"Help!" I yelled, but I didn't yell. My mouth didn't move. My mouth was held shut. I tried to move, and it was like my nerves didn't even get a signal. My body was not under my control. I tried to open my eyes, I saw something. The darkness was there, but it wasn't just dark. It was coming for me. To kill me. I looked into the darkness and I saw a spell. I have never seen that magic before. I have never seen that before and I am Mere! I am the most powerful magic user in the magic universe! A beam came straight at me. It was seeking through the darkness at me and I was scared. For once in my life I was scared of death, but I knew I couldn't back down. The darkness was inches away from my face and I saw that I wasn't going to die, it was worse. All the things I care for most, my memories, were being pulled away from me. I closed my eyes and it was all gone. I will not remember any of my past or what happened before this. Goodbye.

Pain was rushing through every part of my body. It hurt, it felt like I was dying. My eyes opened slowly pain rushing through my head. I saw nature. What I saw was trees in every direction. The forest felt mystical. Like something was odd about it. I sat up slowly. Broken glass was all around me. I picked a piece of the glass. I saw in the glass, a very white young woman with purple eyes and long black hair. She had a scar over her left eye and she was covered in blood and bruises. She was skinny, but had strength at the same time. She was crying of the pain of sorrow. She shouted,"Who am I?! Where am I?! Can someone please help!?" This was me, right now. I couldn't take the sorrow. I tried to stand up, but it was like death. Pain was in my legs, my feet, my arms, my mind. If I believe I can keep going I will keep going. This is what I felt inside, but I wasn't brave anymore. I was week!

I stood up with my shaky legs and cried out, " help! Help! Someone please!" No one responded but the birds. Hearing their soothing caw was enough to calm me down. I just had so many thoughts rushing through my head and the main one was,"who am I?" I toke a step forward in bravery, but my bravery was quickly shattered by a noise that I never heard before, but I knew what it was saying and it scared me. I knew I should not go that way. I turned to the left and toke a step forward. There was no noise when I toke this step, but then I felt a presents from where I just came and it pushed me forward. I was shaking in fear and I ran the way I was pushed. It was very difficult with the bruises and blood that covered me from head to toe, but I didn't care I ran and I kept an eye on my back, not in front of me.

"Aeh!" I was falling, I closed my eyes tight, but I suddenly felt warm, like I belonged. It was an amazing feeling. I opened my eyes to see pavement with a pair of blue and green torn up shoes on them. Coming out of those shoes were large mainly legs.

"Well you sure are a clumsy one! My name is zero." I heard in a mainly deep voice. I saw that his arms were around me, hugging me sort of like he was comforting me? I don't really know what he was doing, but he only saw my black long hair and not my face. I looked up at him slowly my neck creaking. He looked down at my 5 ft self and saw a young 21 year old woman with dark hair that when to her butt, purple eyes that shined in the sunlight with a scar of death over the one eye lid, the mess of my torn up clothes, and the blood covering my pale skin and bruises where there is no blood. She had tears rolling down her face.

"M-M-M-Mere?" He said studdering while staring into my eyes,"Everyone it's Mere!" He yelled. I looked around him and their was a two story building behind him with a symbols on it of a bull. I looked down and noticed I have the same print on my leg. I looked back the direction I came and their was a huge populated city. People started to come around me asking me so many questions, some hugging me, and some crying. To most this would feel like they belong, but to me I couldn't take it.

I dropped to the ground and began to cry. I was sitting on my knees with my face in my hands. It felt like I was being attacked. I yelled,"Please don't hurt me! I am harmless!" I put my hands up as if I was surrendering. Everyone was looking at me as if they never seen someone cry before, like they were shocked or surprised. I looked into the palms of my cuped hands to see red liquid. It was like tears, but just red. This is why I thought they were so shocked. Before I could explain someone spoke up.

"HaHaHa! Classic old Mere! Such a prankster!" He yells

"But the thing is Mere refused to cry infront of any living thing," someone else says

"That is true, she wouldn't even cry infront of me or Fertin!" A female voice says.

The crowd says much more about this Mere girl. I stand up with tear rolling down my face. I say over the crowd," I am a lost girl... I am lost mentally and physically. I have no idea where I am but so far it seems as if I am in hell. I also have no idea who I am. Can someone please help me. I don't know who this Mere girl is but I am not her."

Everyone stops in silence. Someone comes over to me. He has dark hair, or what's left of it. He has purple eyes that would light up anyone's heart, he is also quite pale and all together looks almost exactly like me expect he is in his late 40s and much taller then me. He put his arms around me which comforted me. The way he put his arms around me wasn't romance, it was like home. Same with that Zero boy. Now that I think of it he looked like a male version of me. I don't know what is up with those two boys, but they make me feel like I have to think back. I try to and there is just a wall, like a force field even blocking me from thinking back.

"Come with me, I will take care of you," he says in a way that you would expect a wimpy small boy who hasn't hit puberty yet. He throws me over his shoulder, but slowly like he was taking care of me. He walked into the building with symbols of bulls on it and toke me up the stairs to a second story. I didn't get a good sight of the first floor but a few tables. What I saw on the second story was hospital beds, like it is meant to be a ER. He put me down on one of the beds softly and started bandaging me up, but he was doing this without saying a word. It was very awkward, but I decided to break the silence.

"Hello! What is your name?" I asked kindly

He looked at me with death in his eyes and said grumpily and loudly," My name is Terrian."

"Well how are you doing today?" I asked scanning him over for something on him that is making him grumpy and seeing that he is wearing fleece sown clothes that are probably making him hot which is making him grumpy.

He glares at me with eyes of death and yells," Not so good! My daughter who ran away from home three years ago for no reason just appeared right in front of my eyes today out of no where saying she doesn't know who she is!"

"Oh well I hope she gets better! What is her name?" I say with a smile

"You hope she gets better?! You shouldn't hope that yourself gets better!"he says angrily then pointing down the stairs," go down stairs and talk to people! You are all bandaged up now, just don't do anything to crazy!"

This jerk is my dad! To know that felt calming, but like torture at the same time. It was nice to have someone that you know will care for you, but I just wish he could have been a person. Beside that I should probably go downstairs and see what awaits my near future of torture, but care.