Iron Will (sequel to Iron Soul)

Chapter Three: Some Kind of Monster

Jet's POV

        I wake up in the chair. My mind is foggy and unoriented. I try to rub my head but find my arms and wrists locked down in restraints. I panic, not knowing where I am, who I am, who I was. A door opens, reveling a tall and slender man.

        "Hello Iron Soldier. It's so nice of you to finally wake up." he says in a devious tone.

        "Where am I?! Who are you?!" I exclaim, fear over taking every other emotion I could possible be feeling.

        "Calm down. Let me get you out of those restraints." he says, walking over to me. He gives me a genuine smile. Maybe I can trust him. He hits a few buttons on a computer next to him. Instantly all the restraints pop off of my body. I sit up and get out of the chair. There's a huddled figure in the corner, a shine of metal bouncing off of his left arm. I study him. He hides his face and body in a tight ball, refusing to leave his corner. Why is he so scared?

        "Have fun you too! I'll fill you in on everything later." the man says in a cheery tone, walking out of the room and slamming the door behind him. I jump at the sound, fear still ripe in my mind. I look back at the figure, taking slow, silent steps toward him. I should say something... what should I say though? He looks pretty scared and not in the mood to talk. But I need answers.

        "Where are we?" I ask, testing out my voice for the first time. I'm surprised how steady it is despite the fact that I'm freaking out.

        "I... I have no idea. I can't remember anything." the man says in a shaky tone. I walk over to him more confidently, sitting next to him. He scoots father away from me, burying his head in his knees again.

        "Do you know your name?" I plea.

        "No."

        "Do you know your birthday?"

        "No."

        "Do you know your hometown?"

        "NO! I DON'T REMEMBER ANYTHING OKAY?!" he lashes out at me, suddenly looking my direction. I jump back, fear making it's way back into my mind. My heart threatens to pound out of my chest as his eyes settle on mine and lighten. "I'm- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you." he says, not breaking eye contact with me.

        "It's okay. I can't remember anything either." I confess. My mind begins racing with thoughts. "What do you think your name was?" I ask. He looks at me with confusion.

        "I don't know. Maybe Sebastian? I guess that's kinda appealing to me." he answers. "What about you?"

        "I feel like it was something with a J. Maybe something like Jamie?" I assume.

        "Jamie. I like that. If you'll call me Sebastian, I'll call you Jamie." he announces.

        "Sure." I agree. He smiles at me, reveling a row of shiny, straight teeth. I smile back, knowing I'm not alone with this whole discovering everything about myself.

        "You have a beautiful smile." he whispers. I can feel a blush work it's way onto my face.

        "Thank you." I respond. He nods at me, keeping his beautiful blueish, grey eyes locked on mine.

        "I feel like we were friends before this." he says. I begin thinking about it. For some reason, it does seem right to me.

        "Yeah. I feel like that too." I admit. But were we friends or more than friends? The door opens and I turn my attention to it. The same man from before stands in the door way.