Journal of the Amnesiac Wizard: A Setosorcerer/FyreUk/GoldSolace Story

- Entry #4: Kala -

I woke up to staring at the familiar wooden ceiling of my bedroom in the Fyre Brothers' tower. I stared at it, blinking a few times to clear my vision. My shoulder is sore and my head hurts but not as badly. I pushed myself to sit up, confused as I looked around trying to understand what is going on. I'm in my bed, but...what happened?

I pushed the blanket off me, moving slowly to the side of the bed. And just as I put my feet on the floor, I felt the headache return. I gritted my teeth, clutching my head as I started to hear voices.

'You're gonna be okay! Keep your eyes open, keep looking at me!'

'Get the physician now!'

'What happened?!'

I shook my head as I breathed heavily, my headache starting to go away slowly. But I was so focused on it that I hadn't realized the door opened and Matt came in. I let out a shaky breath, my eyes flickering up to look at him and seeing the concern laced in his eyes. I bet he walked in not expecting to see me struggle with myself like I was.

I gave him the best smile I could manage, which wasn't much. "I'm fine, but what happened?" I asked him.

"You've been unconscious for a day," he said shocking me. One day? I've been asleep for the full day? Matt then went to explain what happened in the time I was asleep.

Apparently, James and Phil kicked the three Council members off campus. Which wasn't really hard since their titles as Elites wizards can scare away a lot of people. But James and Phil contacted the other elites and asked them all to come here to figure out what happened to me and how to clear my name. I couldn't help but feel like I was being a bother again, after all, they are going through a lot of trouble just for me.

I looked at Matt. "You all don't have to do this for me. I know I'm being a bother and--"

Matt shakes his head at me. "Seto, you're not a bother. Look, we all feel the same way about this and we all want to help you. You haven't done anything wrong, you don't deserve to be used as a scapegoat. We'll always have your back, no matter what happens. We promised to get you back home and we aren't breaking that promise," he told me. I stared at him, not really knowing how to process that. Trying to argue with Matt about how useless you are is hard since...well it's Matt.

I looked away from him. For everything they have done for me and they have done a lot, I don't feel like I have done anything to deserve them. I let out a shaky breath. Maybe leaving as I had originally planned isn't a good idea, my place is here clearly and I need to stay here with the Fyre Brothers. I looked back at him and nodded. "Thanks, I...I needed that," I told him.

He gives me a smile. "No problem. Don't give up, things happen for a reason. We'll figure out who you are since from what you describe, you are probably from another realm. If are you, it is a miracle that you survived," he said. I nodded, acknowledging that but in terms of agreeing that my survival is a miracle, I disagree. 

They all call it a miracle, but I don't believe in miracles. If miracles were real, I would remember who I am. What sort of miracle involves amnesia? None, that's what...

"I don't believe in miracles..." I told him.

Matt tilted his head a bit like he's confused and I expected that. On the surface, yes, me surviving could technically be called a miracle, but...it doesn't feel like a miracle to me. It feels like a curse.

I looked at him. "What sort of miracle involves forgetting who you are and where you came from?" I asked him. I saw him look confused, but I couldn't tell if he was confused because he didn't know what to say or he just truly didn't understand what I was talking about. I let out a sigh and looked away from him. "Just forget I said anything, Matt..." I told him.