Amnesia

Chapter 22 Blaise

It has been a few days since we found out that Apple may die. We were still hoping for the best. She was holding on the best she could. We were still worried. One person can only hang onto their life for so long when they are that close to death.

We all had asked what happened. Ginger told us all that she knew. She even brought up the mass of demons that had showed up not long after Alastair Ambrose took his final breath. Fiona and Travis seemed to be worried as well. They visited Apple more than Angel, Sébastien, or I did. That worried me the most.

'Blaise, come on. Let us go visit,' Heaven stated.

I nodded, following her and the others to the infirmary cabin. Apple laid completely still on her back, eyes closed, body rigid. We made our way over to the side of her bed. I rested my hand on her forehead. Her skin was cold, deathly cold. It had a greyish tint to it, like she was just about to die. That worried me a lot.

The others looked just as worried as me. They seemed to notice that she was just about dead. I bit my lip, stroking her hair. Angel stood on the other side of her bed, hand resting on her arm. The others stood around her. I was trying to keep an optimistic view on this, so I thought about times I had with Apple.

'Come on, Blaise, work harder. How hard is it to block a blow?' Apple sneered, holding her sword out.

'I am trying. This is more difficult than it looks,' I replied.

'Only if you believe it to be difficult.'

'What do you mean by that?'

'Let us just try this again, shall we?'

I sighed and nodded in response. Apple lunged at me, sword ready to slice me. I held my own up, copying her movements and deflecting her sword away with my own. We continued going at it for a while, her being on the offense while I defended myself. We backed away, both breathing heavily.

'See? You were able to do it because you believed you could.'

'Only because you believed in me.'

She flicked a strand of hair away, 'Well, now you will never think you cannot do something again, will you?'

I shook my head, 'No chance.'

She smiled, 'Good. Very good. Wish to go another round?'

'I do not think so.'

'How about you be on the offensive this time?'

I nodded, lunging at her, sword held out. She deflected my movements with ease. It was as if she knew what I was doing. Since it was Apple Wager, she probably could tell my next moves. She knows all. She is that good.

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Apple and I walked to the meal cabin, side by side. She had just finished telling me that she was to go on a mission in a few days. All she told me about it was she was going to Paris. She could not tell me what she was to do.

We walked into the cabin, grabbed food, and sat down at a table in the corner. She did not look at her group of friends as we passed their table, she looked straight ahead.

She had been spending her meals with me as of late. She never ate with her friends anymore. Whenever I would ask her about it, she would brush off my questions as if they did not matter to her. I gave up, just eating my food and talking about training.

'Apple?'

'Hmm?'

'How long is your mission to take?'