Forget Me Not 2 Journal Entry 1
Forget Me Not 2
Jack left me his journal. A written
memory of his life with us, why did he have too… All I have been able to think about is the
man who saved the entire world. The man
only we would ever know of because of an accident involving Me.
Journal entry 1
Yesterday my life
ended, not literally but figuratively.
Have you ever seen something you know you should not have? Or seen something you really wish you hadn’t. Yesterday was one of those days! I was running late for my shift. As I was walking I passed by an alley. I have walked past it more times than I can
count. However, this time I noticed
flickering light. Like that of a fire. I like an idiot let my curiosity get the best
of me. As I rounded the corner I saw
it. Two women about my age fighting with
some kind of a creature. The shorter of
the two was holding what I thought was a torch but soon I realized the fire was
in her palm. She had short dark black
hair. The fire reflected in her
blue-green eyes. I thought she was
cute. The other one was a little taller
with light brown hair I never could get a good look at her face. I heard her say an odd bit of verse then
watched as shards of ice pierced the creature's body. I gasped like a moron. They both turned and saw me as I stumbled
back falling over an overturned metal drum.
As I scrambled to my feet the dark haired Cutie was already next to
me. I voiced my only thought "this
is not happening!" She asked me
"are you alright?" As I got a
better look at her I just blurted it out "wow you are cute!" With the speed of a cat pouncing on a mouse
she kissed me on the lips. On instinct I
embraced her as we made eye contact again "but I don't even know your
name?" I about half serious and half joking also said something about
going to get coffee. Her eyes got huge
in fact I finally got a look at the other girl they both had a shocked look on
their faces. She let me go and ran and I
did the same. Again I heard the other
one saying an odd bit of verse. I just
ran, ran all the way to work. Here the
nightmare deepened. As I ran I heard the
other one say the cute ones name.
“Raven we have to go
the outside world’s police are coming!”
The sirens blazed all around them as they made their exit unseen by
anyone but me. I rounded a corner to the
back entrance of work but my ID card was gone.
I know I had it. Some of the guys
saw me but to my horror No one knew me.
I pleaded my case thinking it was a joke. That thought ended as security escorted me
off the property. What had happened to
me? I suddenly got the urge to look at
my notebook that I always carried. It
was completely blank. The pages looked
new was I dreaming I know I had written in this one. I ran back to the alley where this all
started there were cops everywhere but no sign of any of what I had seen. I was lucky not to be taken into
custody. Next I decided to go home. When I got there I got the biggest shock of
the night. My apartment was labeled as
storage. My key was gone too. I decided to find the apartment manager but
the office was closed. I tried to
contact the night desk but had no luck they had never heard of me and had no
record of me. I was warned to stop
calling or they would call the police.
So I did the only thing I could I went back to the alley where this all
began leaned a couple of shipping pallets together and made a makeshift
shelter.
Needless to say I did
not sleep. Instead I sat and pondered my
situation. I came to a conclusion what I
had witnessed was indeed magic. Once I
got over that hurdle and admitted it to myself the next leaps of logic were
obvious. In the simplest of terms the
cute one who kissed me was attempting to erase my memory and something must
have gone horribly wrong. The looks of
shock from the two of them made that a reasonable conclusion. The burning question was what about me that
changed her intended outcome? Then I
remembered the taller one did something as I was running off. I thought to myself I bet that was some sort
of tracking spell or whatever! As I lay
there beneath the stars I realized how meaningless all of it was. As the clouds broke a full moon peeked
through, my heart raced. I felt as
though I should be running free through the night for that one brief moment I
felt truly alive. The feeling passed as
the clouds closed and it began to pour down rain. My shelter kept me reasonably dry. Still as I lay there musing over it all in a
flash of lightning the answer hit me, I had hidden abilities. These must have directly shielded me from her
power thus causing that indirect effect.
The move was to erase but my mind was shielded so it had to go
somewhere. So it erased all memories of
me from this world. I was now nothing
not even a memory!
Six months earlier
Raven just sat amidst the burning rubble clutching
Jack’s notebook to her chest. The last
words of his first journal entry circling in her thoughts. Her tears had run out, there she sat eyes
wide open awake but not seeing the horrors in front of her.
Her sister shook her and as her mind returned to
reality. She sat in silence clutching
his notebook. Her last tear still
running down her face, her heart was breaking burdened by grief and guilt. The pain of memory was almost too much for her
as she stared at the blood clawed rock.
Jack had inscribed. Her sister
broke the silence “we have to go.” I am
not going without that” Raven was pointing to the rock containing Jack’s final
message. She was grief stricken but
could still think Jack had left a cryptic message in the front cover of his
journal with the words remember me and there they were again made by his own
blood and claws. She had only read the
first page thus far, maybe the answer lay deeper in?! Jack had left her a challenge it was so
typical of him. He was easy going and at
times seemed a tad… It was hard to
describe he loved to just mess with people.
Those beautiful burning green eyes of his though could either entrance
you or break you. It was hard to tell if
he was looking at you or through you.
Gustav was standing next to the elder’s corpse “we
need to get him down from there and lay him to rest.” Like a dream the spikes began to vanish as he
touched them. Unlike Raven his born
ability was more useful. He had the
power to channel his energy into objects and change their form. Granting him the power to make, break or just
repair objects as long as he understood their mechanics. As he laid him on the ground in tearful but
mournful gesture he uttered the elder’s last rites. “Master Merlin we won, Jack saved us all. You can rest eay We will keep up the fight
rest well master!”
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