Clint's room 5:35 pm
Clint wakes up to one of his nightmares that he have had for month now. He have tried every thing to remember. But nothing. He hadn't told any body of it because he thought they were just nightmares. Getting up he grabbed his laptop and texted Alfred.
Cl1nt: Hey Alfred I need to tell you guys something that is happening to me.
Alfrd: Sure thing pal. What is it?
Cl1nt: Better if I tell you at the HQ. Call everyone there.
Clint Got out of his house in blue jeans and a gray and red shirt. While walking to the HQ he remembered one of his visits to Dr Anna:
[flashback]
" Well Clint I've been making some research about your amnesia" Said the doctor entering her office.
" So any results?" Clint asked curious.
" Well yes and no." She said. " while I think the cause of it is a hit with a blunt object I cannot determine how you haven't remembered anything else leading to the conclusion that maybe your memories are...." silence emerged in the room until Dr.Anna sighed spoke again " I also found something on your blood but I want to run some more test before showing you" Clint did't answered and Dr. Anna left the room knowing he needed some time to assimilate the news.
[flashback end]
Remembering this made him gloomy. The possibility of losing his identity completely, just remembering that he has a sister and a woman that gave her a sword. His mood changed when His phone vibrated indicating a message. It was Camille, instantly making him smile:
Camille: Hey luv are you ok?
Clint: Yeah.
Camille: Alfred called me to the HQ and told it was about you.
Arriving at the destination Clint saw Milo, Alfred and Camille. Waving hi and entered the HQ and Clint starts explaining:
" Well guys the reason for this meeting is that I had kept some things to myself" Clint paused." I've been having a series of dreams or memories, and very weird ones. Most of the times is about fire all around me and gunshots through the air. There are other one were I'm training of martial arts or sword fighting. Dr Anna said that maybe my memories are gone forever" he finishes.
Alfred goes immediately to the computer and starts investigations about the meaning of dreams. Camille and Milo searched in books while Clint watched the sphere recalling the other day. Then he remembered the room and the table that was in. The form that it was attached to it, plus the multiple buttons on its golden and shiny metal surface. He reaches for the ball and observes it, analyzes it and decided to touch one of the many buttons. Upon pressing it the light beam expands to reveal a hologram of a younger Clint with a silver armor and a smile while holding to a read headed, yellow furred, female fox with a silver armor with black knee pads and shoulder pads. A male raccoon with the stature as Clint gray and black fur, glasses and a hat and a brown jacket with jeans and also black shoulder pads and knee pads. And a man looking like thirty years old. With a highbryd between a suit and and an armor, he lacks the shoulder pads and knee pads, and he is smiling with closed eyes.
Clint felt nostalgic and saddened by the picture with tears threatening to fall, sitting on the ground and letting go of the sphere turning off the hologram and staring blankly at nothing. Camille noticed this and she went to comfort him, sitting beside him and hugging him,and rubbing his back in circular motion. Clint cried on Camille's shoulder and Camille hugged more thigh. Alfred and Milo sat down with Clint and Camille.
" Hey buddy what's wrong?" Asked Milo.
" I-I... don't know..." said Clint between sobs.
Alfred saw the sphere and picked it up and pressed the same button to bring back the hologram to life again. Humming with intrigue he turned off the picture and waited for Clint to calm down to start interrogations.
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The Newcomer
Fanfiction--------( TMOAH fanfic)---------- Clint Davis. Teen, amnesiac, in an unknown town trying to find himself and his past while also findng love against nature rules.
