Nvidia: A Waglington & Mianite Story

| Chapter Two |

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"The light shines in the darkness, but the darkness has not understood it."
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"James!"

"...Wa...p!"

"James! W..k...up!"

"Wh...wo...e..wak...up?"

"Wa...up...Pl..se!"

"Pour water on him, or—" Wag groaned turning his head slightly. "He's waking up!" A voice shouted. Wag felt hands on him, hearing the concern in the voices and feeling someone picking at his mind, someone that he instantly knew as Spirit Dianite. He turned his head, but a warm hand turned it back, his eyes crack open, almost shutting again from the bright light cast down on his face. He squinted, seeing light purplish white hair matched with purple eyes blocking his view of the sky. The hair touched his face as a hand touched his cheek. His vision cleared seeing Martha blocking his sight. She removed her hand from him.

"A-Are you okay?" She asked. He could tell she was worry and concern from the shakiness and uneasy coming from her voice. But he couldn't figure out why. Her hand touched his arm. "Can you sit up?" Before Wag could even answer, someone helped him sit up, and then crouched down to his other side.

"You scared the crap out of us, Waglington." Syndicate said. Wag looked at the zombie, expecting the normal happy go lucky attitude that Syndicate always had. But something was different, he could see that he was worried and concerned. He's grown used to him being worried about Jordan but this was just odd to him.

"What?" Wag muttered.

"Dianite couldn't sense you anymore, and we couldn't contact you for hours till we found you here," Martha explained. Wag looked at Martha, they were in the middle of the woods, but to him, Wag was still very confused. 'What happened? How did I...How did I get here?' Wag thought to himself. He heard a cough and a voice that at first make him tense up.

"Do you remember what happened?" Spirit Dianite asked. Wag looked behind Tom, Wag has grown used to being able to know where the spirit is, but he had no idea he was even here. "But your scrambled way of thinking, I'm guessing you do not remember what happened." Wag shakes his head.

"No...I don't." Wag mumbled. Martha gently grabbed Wag's arm.

"It's okay, lets get you into a bed so you can rest for a few hours. Maybe it will help you to remember what happened. Come on." Martha said. Martha helps him stand up on his feet, Wag looked around a bit, not recognizing anything. Martha took Wag's hand. "Come on." Martha pulled on Wag's arm behind her before they took off, Martha guiding him along as he tries to piece his memory together. 'What is going on? I can't remember anything from the past few hours.' Wag thought. Wag looked ahead seeing his tower. 'I remember leaving my home, but the reason as to why is fuzzy.' Wag thought. Martha took him home, the rest of his friends did tag along but left when Martha kicked them out. He could tell that she was worried, but he didn't know why.

"What happened?" Wag asked her.

"You went missing for hours, Uncle couldn't sense you and I couldn't feel your presence in our mind link at all. I thought that you...I thought I lost you." Martha said, her eyes watering. "I'm so happy you are okay." She threw her arms around Wag's neck, Wag took a step back, balancing him. He didn't hug back, he was confused, he was trying to figure things out in his head but would only hit dead ends. Wag was about to speak, but Spirit Dianite cut him off.