Well, I wasn't going to get my memory back by doing nothing...
"Jvb..?" It was Aurora, my little saviour. "Maybe I can help you?"
Such sweet words, well trying never hurt anyone did it, so I agreed.
She touched my head with the tips of her fingers, but she pulled her hand back inmediatly: "ouch! thats hot!!!"
I didn't understand what she ment, and felt my head with my own hands, but felt nothing strange.
Her Eyes were widening, and she started crying.. And when I tried to comfort her, her eyes widened and she yelled that I had to go away.
Sadness, that's a feeling you can't forget, even though you have lost your memory... some things will always stick..
I heard joliekiller running back inside, coming towards the room we were in.
Somehow, I was scared... I felt an immense fear even though I know I shouldn't and joliekiller would never harm me.
But I couldn't stop myself, I opened the window and jumped out.. I ran towards the forest and kept running and running, untill my feet couldn't carry me anymore, and I fell on the ground.. crying.
I had no one left, and even if I had, I couldn't remember them anymore.
Why am I here? Did I have a mission here? how come..?
My thoughts were interferred.. I felt someone coming, someone I knew, but didn't want to know.
He was wearing a cloak, but that didn't make any difference, I wouldn't remember him anyhow.
"JvB" He said "It all ends here.." He started walking towards me slowly.
"What ends here?" I said, affraid.
"Your life offcourse, I won't give you a second chance.. You got away from me one time before, but this time your friends won't be here to help you.. You see, you are special.. And I need you.. dead."
I stood up, prepared for a fight, even though I didn't have any weapons with me.
I swung a punch at his face, but he dodged it as if it was nothing.
"Stupid boy, I teached you how to fight; have you forgotten everything??"
Teach me how to fight? who is this guy?
He punched 3 times, but I managed to block them with my own hands, and with a last move, I grabbed his arm with my right hand, turned around, so my back was in front of him, and placed my ellbow in his face. After that I tried to throw him away, but he was 1 step ahead of me, and he had hit me against the back of my head..
I fell to the ground.
"Now you die!" He yelled, but was to late to give a finishing blow. I rolled over my back and jumped back up, whiping the sand of my clothes.
Fighting felt strange, it gave me a good feeling.. Have I been a fighter before I lost my memory??
I felt myself become more self confident, I began to smile.
"Sorry old man, it just ain't my time yet."
After followed an intense fight, which could have lasted for more than an hour, then came a blinding light and the man was gone...
His words floated around in my head; the last thing he told me was : till the next time we meet.
