I'm getting back to the

School routine now...

The day after tomorrow officially is the first day back in school for me, and I couldn't be dreading it anymore.

I really hate those long summer breaks and then going back to that hellhole. At least this year is my last and next year I can, hopefully, look forward to going to University. At least there should be more going on this year than last year. We have 18th birthday parties coming up so it should all be fun.

I'm just dreading the exams. It all sucks really, I feel mentally exhausted from it all already!

Anyway, moving on.

Here's Chapter 29 of DYRM, finally. I have another story idea in brewing too, it's different from this one, I'll be starting to write this soon, because this story is drawing to a close...

“What? What’s wrong?” I asked, worried that I done something… magical whilst under the hypnosis.

“Didn’t you see anything? Under the hypnosis?” Inspector Malcolm asked, looking at me sceptically.

“Not really, I heard a lot of voices, but it was all black.”

“Something strange just happened here.” Mrs Connors interjected. “He should have been seeing what his body was experiencing?”

“Why? What was happening?” I asked, and then suddenly, my headache came back full force, almost like a force of energy slamming itself into my head. I groaned and clutched my head.

“Danny, what’s wrong?” It was Maggie

“My head.”

“Should he be like this?” I heard her shout in panic.

“No.” Mrs Connors replied.

“I’ll take a look at him.” Dr Jenkins said, I felt cold hands pry my hands from my face and then feel my forehead. “He’s burning up pretty bad. He needs to go home and get some rest.”

“Wait.” I grounded out. “What happened to me?”

“It’s fine, we can talk about it later.” Maggie said hurriedly. Then it hit me, the video camera.

“What about the video camera? Did that get everything?” I asked.

“I’m not sure. We can look at it some other time. You need to get home.” Mrs Connors said.

“I’m fine, will everyone please stop worrying? I just need to see that video.”

“Not now. Stop being stubborn.” Maggie ordered.

“Who’re you to order me around?” I growled.

Everyone stopped fussing at that.

“What?” Maggie asked, I looked up to her, to see her mouth gaping open like a fish.

“You know what I mean.” I told her, referencing to the night I ‘drugged myself up’.

“Oh, Danny.” She whispered, obviously catching on to the fact that I’d heard her. I could feel the stares of the people in the room on my back. This was not looking good. I looked down, sighed, and stood up.

“Aren’t we going?” I asked, defeat evident in my voice.

“I’ll see those videos in our next session, is that alright, Mrs Connors?” I asked, not turning back around to face her.

“It depends on how you’re doing.”

“Our next session is when?”

“This Friday.”

“It’s Tuesday, right?”

“Yeah,”

“Can you move it to a bit closer than that?” I asked.

“Why?”

“I’m not sure I’ll be around long enough.”

“Of course you will, but if you want. The next day I’m free for a session is tomorrow, one o’clock.”

“I’ll take it. If you don’t mind.”

“It’s fine.” I think she could sense something was wrong. I guess that’s what therapists are good for, right? I really need to stop asking myself so many questions.

I had a feeling. If I didn’t get to my friends soon, something bad was going to happen to them. I need to get to them quick.

Slowly, everyone packed everything up. I was ordered to sit down, and rest my head. It was throbbing away pleasantly in my head, just a small reminder of another thing I didn’t know why it was there.

We got through the front door of our house with a sigh. It had been an awkward car ride. I’d been forced to sit next to Dr Jenkins so he could keep an eye on me. Maggie was driving, Inspector Malcolm sitting next to her, and Mrs Connors to my other side.

No matter how I looked at it. I was strategically placed so everyone in the car could keep at least one eye on me.

As we kit out front driveway, everyone got out of the car and immediately said goodbye. They got no reply. Mrs Connors reminded me of our meeting tomorrow, I nodded, and continued to the front door.

Maggie instantly turned on the TV to some news report. I stayed behind to see what it was, since I was usually not allowed to even glimpse at the news.

“So, Gary, do you think the other two will ever make it back?” The news reporter asked. I froze. Of course, the first hint of news I see for days and it’s about my missing friends. Great luck I have.

“Well, considering Danny, both of them, came back against all odds, I wouldn’t put it past for the rest of them.”

“Don’t you think it’s a bit odd though, how those two came back, but not the others?”

“Well, yeah, there is speculation about that going around? What would be the point of letting the two of them go? I mean, we know Danny Smith can’t remember anything, but Danny Istari has been practically null and void since he came back. No one’s seen him besides a few sparring seconds in his fights. So he’s not answered any questions.”

“Do you think there’s a reason why Danny Istari hasn’t gone to save the others yet? You would have thought, with his track record of being the hero, that he wouldn’t have left the other two without a fight.”

“Yes, well, everyone’s wondering what’s going on in his mind at the moment. Lets just hope for now that he’s working on something.”

I hope so too, I answered him too.

“Danny Istari.” Maggie whispered next to me.

“What’s wrong with Danny Istari?” I asked.

“Oh, Danny. Didn’t know you were there.” She turned quickly to face me. “Danny Istari and this family, well, Jim and I, don’t have a very good history with him.”

“Why’s that?” I asked, truly curious as to why there was a supposed hatred between my parents and me.

“It’s nothing. He did something. We know he’s evil at heart, that eventually he’s going to become just as evil as the rest of his kind.” Should I sense a little fear there? Something is definitely up with that. I know I’m not evil, well, I don’t know me enough currently to know that, but anyway….

“I’m going to bed.” I announced as I climbed up the stairs. Maggie gave no acknowledgement as she continued the news report that had by now, changed to something about a lost cat.

As I reached my room, my head was pounding worse than ever. There was darkness starting to creep towards the edge of my vision and the world was shaking.

I managed to make it to my room, and to my bed. Unable to change into bedclothes, I just collapsed onto the bed, my head in a fiery rage.

“Why does this stuff always happen to me?” I moaned into the pillow as I struggled with the darkness to get into a better position on the bed.

Finding myself in a comfortable-ish position, I let unconsciousness take me over.

This unconsciousness was different to other ones I’d experienced, tallying it up to quite experienced by now… I could see visions of something floating by me. Snippets of conversation. Overwhelming feelings.

“That Danny.” Mrs Connors whispered worriedly as she paced around her room.

“Sandra.” Her husband called to her. “Come to bed. It’s late. I’m sure he’ll be okay.”

“Okay, Kenny.” Sandra Connors replied, getting under the bed sheet.

“So, what is it with you and this Danny? You cheating on me or something?” Kenny asked, making a joke of the worry his wife was feeling.

“No. Something’s going on with him and he’s not letting up.” Sandra replied, used to her husband’s jokes by now.

“Do I know this Danny?”

“Yes, he’s all over the TV. Danny Smith.”

“You’re his therapist?”

“Yes. His mother called me and asked me to talk to him. He was having trouble coping with everything.”

“Yeah, I think I would be too. So he really hasn’t got any memories? It’s not just a scam like I’ve heard?”

“No, what’s said is true. It’s quite sad. He’s not sure how to cope. He’s been thrown into this world where he’s supposed to know these people, but he doesn’t. He doesn’t want to disappoint people either.” She said. She knew she wasn’t supposed to talk about her clients this way, but she felt like she, herself, needed to talk to someone about this. “And then there was the drug overdose.”

“That wasn’t on the TV.”

“Yeah, so you need to keep it quiet.” Sandra warned. “Something happened that night he overdosed. I know it. I mean, from the talks I’ve had with Danny, which aren’t very much, but he’s got this wary personality. Even if he was taking drugs before, he wasn’t taking them seriously enough to overdose.

“It’s hard to explain. Something made him panic to the point where he just couldn’t deal with it anymore. And just overdosed.”

“So, you think he was taking drugs before hand?”

“Yeah, I know the types when I see them. I get loads of them coming into the office. Those struggling with their addictions.” She answered, looking down at the bed covers, “it would go unnoticed to someone who wasn’t used to seeing it, but I could see them. You know, sleepy appearance, bloodshot eyes. Someone else would have put it down to stress.”

“So why didn’t you?”

“The first time I saw him, I did. But the thought kept lingering back to me. Before he was found, he’d been rooming up with a drug dealer. Or so I’ve heard. He refuses to say, but the signs were pretty obvious. The people he was caught thieving with? Their known to work with one drug dealer in particular. John.”

“So, that’s what you think got him started on all this?”

“Yeah.”

“Sucks to be him.”

“I’m sure it does. But something else is nibbling away at me.”

“What’s that?”

“There’s more to him than what even I can see. There’s a secret that he’s got well hidden.”

“Well, this keeps getting better and better all the time.” Kenny whistled. “Kids got some serious shit hanging over his shoulders.”

“I may be overreacting. I’m just not sure what I should do with him anymore.”

“Just talk to him.” Kenny said. “Let him come to you. If he trusts you, he’ll tell you. But, from the sounds of it, you might have your work cut out for you. The kid probably has trust issues.”

“Yeah.”

“Now, come on. You can worry about him later, it’s time for bed.”

“I honestly don’t know why I’m doing this.” A man decked in black clothing grumbled. He’d been ordered to watch over this therapist. A therapist of all people! What the hell did she have to do anything?

Yes, alas, he’d been forced to go, or his head would be the price of failure. And there’s been that other thing he’d been asked to do too.

“Damn magicians. Damn humans. Damn them all and everything in between.”

I awoke with a start. Looking around, I saw that it was still dark. I knew how to find them. I knew where they were.

I hope you enjoyed...

Night!

Another Untitled?

Not much really to report from today. Nothing's happened. Literally. I've not even been bothered about reading fanfiction.


There's also another thing that hasn't happened, but mam said the silence is a good thing. I hope she's right...

So, not much else to say, and I'm tired so I'm going to be going to bed...

Night!

I seem to be in a bit of a writing funk

I'm not in the mood to write at the moment. I know the reason behind it, I think. Though, tomorrow I'll force myself to do some writing because I haven't done any in some time now and I'm like really, really close to the ending of this one. The closest I've ever been when writing a story...

Anyway, there's actually one thing I want to talk about today and that's this awesome fanfiction I've been rereading.

Of course, I've mentioned the YuGiOh GXphase I'm going through at the moment, right? So, I've been rereading some old fanfiction I was really fond of. I think I'll talk about all of them actually, but plot wise, this first one is the best.

It's titled The Rising. It's basically a remake of season 4 of GX, only better, you see, because it was started before the end of season 3, she totally ends that part awesomely, but then carries it on to this new story that's so vastly imaginative it's incredible. So, the story goes something like this (I'm no good at rounding up stories) Jaden got all his friends back from the dark world. But at a risk of his own. The story is really about finding more about Jaden as a character, because in this story, he's some sort of guardian of dimensions and its part of his heritage to become the Overlord of this dimension during a war which he, as part of the rebellion, is trying to put an end to. He's got these special powers, one of which is the ability to adapt to the worlds he's traveling to. Like for instance, the one where most of the fanfiction is spent is in a dimension called Evermore, the home of winged creatures, he gains wings. That kind of thing. Then there's all the secrets he's keeping. And it gets really interesting. It's got a cliffhanger ending, but luckily, we have a sequel, called The Descent, which, isn't actually finished and it doesn't look like it'll be for a while. The authoress isn't sure what she wants with the story at the moment. A writer's block of sorts. I do insist you check them out if you like GX though, she has a few grammar and spelling issues. Typos probably, but don't let that deter you from the immensely large plot she has going her. Though some things aren't really explained at all, and some parts just don't feel like they have a plot at all, just go with the flow! Jaden always knows best!

The next one I really want to talk about it Unforgettable Childhood. Now, this is one of those sadist fanfiction's I tend to read. It's an AU fanfiction, and it's about Jaden parents getting a divorce and the mother remarrying some jerk that does all kinds of shit to Jaden. It was a good fanfic. A lot better than I make it sound!

Also, by the same author of Unforgettable Childhood is A Few Minutes on the Couch. It's MPREG. Meaning, male pregnancy, but it's still a good fanfic. It's Jaden/Jesse, and Jaden's got this issue where he can get pregnant (it's explained better in the fic) and now he's expecting Jesse's baby. I find that it's totally hilarious. It's similar to Juno. One of the only comedy films I'll say I'll actually like. The only comedy film I've liked enough to buy on DVD.

So, anyway, those are the main three fanfictions that I love on that board. I don't know why their so appealing to me.

Oh well, thanks for listening to my rant...

Night!

I'm not much of an

All nighter person.

You see, I went to a sleepover at my friends house Thursday Night. It wasn't much of an all nighter, or  movie marathon like I was told it was going to be, but moving on... We stayed up until around four in the morning before we settled down.

The issue for me is, I'm not a very good sleeper over other people's houses. It's unfamiliar territory and I'm like hyperalert of everything going on around me and it takes me forever to get to sleep...

So, I basically had like no sleep at all, I know I was in one of those half asleep trances, but nothing more than that. I could hear ever tiny little movement that the beds made. Every breath everyone took.

You get the point....

Anyway...

So, the morning after, we were meeting with a long lost friend. Well, not a long lost friend in reality. Just a friend we hadn't seen in a long time. For me, a friend I hadn't seen since I'd broken up with her. I was worried, at first, about meeting her and thinking that it would be really awkward because the last time we spoke to each other, I was telling her that I didn't think I loved her, and I didn't want to keep going out with her.

But in the end, my worries were for not. We had a great time. We went to see Toy Story 3 again. I think it was probably because my friends were there too, and that made everything all the easier. But, even when I was alone with Catrin, I didn't find it all that awkward. We had a conversation full swinging. It was awesome.

The day itself was awesome.

But moving on.

There's nothing much else been happening in my life....

So, I'm just going to go to bed.
I'm still in recovery mode...

Lol,

Night!

I went to see

The Last Airbender again today.

And to be honest with you, it is as people say, better the second time around. I did actually really enjoy it. I just sat back and allowed the film to take me. One thing I most certainly noticed this time around is how beautiful the Northern Water Tribe set it. I mean, I noticed it last time, but I payed close attention to it this time. It is truly breathtaking, isn't it?

The same for the Air Temples. The music again was one of my favourites of the film. And you know, the acting isn't all bad. Noah Ringer is definitely my favourite of the cast though. I think he does great with what he's given. And I find that because it's his first movie he needs a break to really get a feel for what kind of job he's gotten into. Just take into consideration that he never actually wanted to become an actor by the sounds of it. He wants to do Martial Arts and that's where the Last Airbender comes in, it combines both... Gah. I'm not really making much of a point here, am I?

It doesn't really help that M. Night Shyamalan was his first director too. I mean, I love the Sixth Sense, don't get me wrong. But since then he's gone downhill and his ego has gone uphill....

Not a good combination for someone breaking out into the film industry.

He's definitely good on the martial arts front though, don't you agree?

Moving on.

I'm going to leave you all now. It's getting late...

Night!

Basically

I'm just going to be posting my blog now tonight as I really need to get to bed early. I have to be up early in the morning to take my younger brother and sisters to the cinema. We're going to see The Last Airbender. Again.

But moving on....

Here's the next chapter of DYRM.

I like using initialism. It's cool. It's also a lot easier than typing Do You Remember Me all the time :D

Chapter 28

I was out of the hospital the next day. I hate hospitals, did I ever mention that? Lately, that’s all I seem to be doing is spending my time in the hospital and it’s really starting to get to me.

I have an appointment later on today with my therapist. She’s going to be demanding as ever. She still hasn’t agreed to do the hypnotising me thing yet, but I’ll work on that in the session. I have now got plenty of reasons to need to go and find my friends; it’s just that I can’t mention them.

Another thing that seems to be really getting to me lately is my headache. I’ve had it since I woke up and it’s not really showing any signs of leaving either, it just gets worse and worse.

Not many words were exchanged when I arrived home. I’m sure that if it were my first time out of the hospital like it had been when I was first there, when Inspector Malcolm took me there it would have been a different story.

I’d disappointed them. There was no use in hiding that fact. Maggie herself had even shown to me that she didn’t want this Danny back, that she wanted her old Danny back.

Jim hadn’t even taken the day off work to welcome me home. Jamie said that he said that he’d used up a lot of free days when I’d gone missing the first time and couldn’t take any more days off.

The only reason Maggie was home to see me come home was because she was on some stupid ‘recovery’ week thing. I wasn’t sure what they called it. It just meant she was allowed to stay home to ‘mind’ me, to make sure I don’t overdose again…

When did life get complicated?

My head was on the verge of explosion when I reached my therapists office. She receptionist that’s always there looked at me with a sad smile. I guess news travels fast. I wouldn’t know. I’m not allowed to watch TV.

Maggie thinks it’s a bad influence for me to watch it. I think it’s because she’s afraid that there are things about me there.

“Danny Smith? She’s waiting for you.” The receptionist said, pointing towards the room behind her.

“Thanks.” I replied, at least I didn’t have to wait with the rich snobs whose only reason of going there were to gripe about how bad their life is. ‘My money’s in this bank account, this bank account and this bank account. I’m not sure how to handle the stress of it all’, or something ridiculous like that.

“Ah, Danny. I see you’re doing okay?” It was a question more than a statement. Of course, I must have looked like crap. Who wouldn’t?

“Do I look okay?” I asked sarcastically.

“Not really.” She answered honestly.

“Well, there’s your answer.” My head was just pounding away. I reached up to it and attempted to massage it.

“Headache?”

“I don’t feel the need to answer that.”

“What kind of headache is it?”

“I don’t know, a headache kind of headache?”

“Did you mention it to the doctor?”

“Why are you analyzing me?” I asked annoyed.

“It’s my job.” She answered leaving no room to elaborate. “So did you tell the doctor?”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“It wasn’t hurting that bad then.”

“So, its really hit full force in the last few minutes?”

“Well, since I got home really.”

“Have you felt anything different about yourself?”

“Like what?” I questioned, looking at her quizzically. What was she trying to get at?

“You know, feelings of déjà vu, like you recognize some things?”

“No.”

“Oh, right.”

“What did you think was going to happen?”

“Nothing. It’s okay. I’m worried, that’s all.”

“You seem to be worrying more than my mum does.”

“Why? Is there a problem between you and your mother?”

“Not really.”

“So, why doesn’t she care?”

“It’s nothing. Don’t worry about it.”

“It’s my job to worry about it.” She sighed; she looked at me with a look close to pity. I didn’t like it.

“Look, remember when I first came here and you mentioned about hypnosis?”

“Yeah…” She answered slowly, looking at my curiously.

“Would you be willing to do it now?”

“Now?”

“Yeah, and there’s one other thing.” I said, I wasn’t sure whether I should smirk or not. It wasn’t really a smirk situation.

“What’s that?”  She asked uncertainly.

“I’ve been thinking. Maybe it would help a lot if we went back to the place I woke up in.” I said. “Back to the ranch house.”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“How do you expect it all to work out? I’ll need a doctor in case it all goes wrong. Inspector Malcolm would want to be there and I’m sure he has better things to be doing. I have other clients to see. It takes a bit longer of a process than just coming up with the idea out of the blue!” She nearly shouted.

“Well, we can arrange it all now, and we can do it when everyone’s free, preferably today.”

“Why today?”

“I have a feeling that if we don’t do it today, the chance will be lost.”

“Really? What makes you think that?”

“It’s just a gut instinct.”

She sighed. I guess that was a sign that I’d won. “All right.” She said, “I’ll see what I can do.”

“Thank you!”

“Did you complete your mission, warlock?” The dark voice said.

“I did, sir.” Jenna’s voice rang out in the darkness.

“Good, everything is set up. How much of the wall did you take down?”

“The amount you told me. He won’t get any further than before the incident.”

“He won’t remember the tome?”

“No, sir.”

“Good.”

“What about them, sir?”

“They do not worry me. They have no made a move.”

Jenna did not answer. The man before her, Nicholas, was his name known to the people, magicians, though no one was sure if this was his real name. He was old, though he did not show it. There were many stories on why he hasn’t aged, but there are so many there is no way to tell which is real and which is not.

“You are dismissed.” Nicholas said in a frosty voice. He was a tall man, and slim. He had an athletic build, but he was not too muscular, his true eye colour was unknown as he could change it at will, his true appearance was unknown as he preferred the form he wore now, he did not want people to know who he truly was. But he was powerful. More powerful that the people around him knew. He only ever showed a fraction of his power. He liked being on top and everyone fearing him. It made him feel good. Walking to the other side of the room, he looked and the cold wall in front of him, soon, you will be back here. I will not let you go this time. He thought, smirking to himself. He had it all planned out.

They’d arranged that the hypnosis would take place tonight. Mrs Connors last client left her at 6:30 and she would be here by 7:30. Inspector Malcolm finished at 5:00, but would be here at the same time too. And Dr Jenkins, the doctor who had seen him first when he’d woken up was coming by the same time too.

The thing that had surprised him most though was Maggie. Maggie had volunteered herself to go too. Danny was expecting to go alone, and take a ride with one of the people going, or was expecting for Jamie to force her way into it.

Jamie had wanted to go, but Maggie had insisted that she stay home, that it was only right that Maggie went.

Jamie backed down eventually. She gave me a look that said ‘be careful.’ I guess she was also trying to warn me about not saying too much, but I guess I wasn’t really going to have much choice when I was ‘under’ so to speak.

I looked at the clock. ‘7:12’, it read.

A little after 7:30 they all arrived. We’d decided to take one car as it seemed a lot easier of everyone just tailing each other. They were relying on me to get them there. I hoped I remembered the way there/

Did I forget to mention that my skull felt ready to burst from my skin? I was burning up now too. I’m hoping I didn’t catch some sickness at the hospital. Dr Jenkins gave me a strange look. He’s been giving me strange looks all night.

“You okay?” He asked casually.

“Yeah, just a headache.”

“Oh, right.” I don’t think he knew how to react. He’s seemed kinda edgy since he got here. I’ve just put it down to after work stress.

Luckily, I remembered the way there. Barely. I looked at the falling down ranch house properly for the first time. It was literally falling down. The windows were broken, and it looked really unclean. It was made of wood, but the foundations were still standing strong, even if the rest of the house wasn’t.

Walking closer to the ranch house, my headache got worse and worse. I would have said something, but I needed to do this. Doing this meant I could be one step closer to Hayley and Jesse. I could deal with a headache for one day. I could deal with this headache for the rest of my life if it meant

We arrived into the ranch house and everything was the same as I’d left it. There were splats of my blood all over the walls and floor. Making it look like there’d been a struggle here. A struggle I didn’t remember. The couch was overturned, also the way I’d left it. It was all the same. Right down to the dripping tap, where I’d desperately tried to get a drink of water when I’d first woken up. But the water didn’t run much faster than it was now.

It was just a wreck. A wreck that I’d contributed to.

It was obvious by the looks of things that no one had lived here in a long time. Everything was ‘outdated’ as it was usually put. Everything was old. But everything held a story. The house itself had many stories. Just one glance at it could tell you that.

“Let’s do this.” Mrs Connors said, she pulled the couch up into the position is should be in and made sure that it was okay to sit on. She then pulled out a video camera. Something I had to wonder about.

“What’s the camera for?” I asked.

“We’re going to tape it. It might come in handy.”

I didn’t answer her. Maggie stood at the back of the group with Inspector Malcolm. Dr Jenkins walked towards Mrs Connors, figuring he’d probably be needed if anything went wrong with me.

The strange thing is, I didn’t feel nervous. I wanted this so bad that it hurt. I couldn’t let my friends down and I was damned if something so small held me back.

I had to be strong, for my friends.

“Lay on the couch here, please, Danny.” Mrs Connors instructed.

“Inspector, could you look after the camera please, turn it on when I say so and turn it off when I say so?”

“Certainly.” The inspector said.

“Dr Jenkins. Stay close to me, so if anything happens to Danny you’ll be there to help.”

“Okay.” He replied, standing closer to the therapist.

I laid down on the sofa, my heart pounding in rhythm to my head.

“Are you sure your ready for this?” Mrs Connors asked.

“Yes.” I answered determined. I was not going to miss out on this opportunity. She’d use it against me if I turned away now. I did not know whether I should be surprised that Maggie said nothing and stayed where she was, hiding in the back of the room. Just looking at me.

“Here we go. Start the video camera.” Mrs Connors ordered, not waiting for an answer she continued. “Close your eyes, Danny.” Closing my eyes I listened to her voice.

“Relax your body. Listen to me. Breathe in with your nose and out with your mouth. Let your eyes get heavy. Now, do a little test for me. Tense your muscles for ten seconds and then relax them. Tense and relax.

“Now, I’m going to count from 100 to 0 whilst tapping my foot to every beat. 100…97 you’re feeling sleepier…83 your eyes are heavier…. 50 your letting your mind drift off, but focus on the sound of my voice…37 your even sleepier…20 you’re almost there, your sleepier and sleepier every second…3,2,1. You’re sleeping.

“Now listen to me, you’re in a beautiful place.  There are clouds everywhere. Let the clouds cover your body. They’re cold, right?”

“Yes.”

“Now, you’re feeling happy. But I want you do something for me, Danny. Remember the time you woke up in he ranch house. I want you to picture it for me.”

I remembered waking up here. Everything was covered in blood. I remember being scared. I remember the fear, the blood and the confusion. I did not know who I was. I didn’t know where I was. I remember struggling to stand up everything was hurting. There was blood all over me. Scared. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know anyone!

“No, can you remember anything before that?”

It was dark. Laughing. Screaming.

Voices.

I looked around me and found that everything was dark; I couldn’t see anything besides a wall in front of me, slowly crumbling down.

“The tome.” I heard in the distance, but I couldn’t see anything. I frantically looked around. There was nothing here besides darkness. I needed to get out of hear. I was scared.

“Danny!” I heard faintly. “You’re going to wake up in 10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1!”

“AH!” I screamed, my eyes snapping open to see everyone staring at me with fear in their eyes.

Oh, God, what had I done?

And for some reason the formating is all wrong. And do you know what? I don't really care to go back and fix it now :D

I hope you all enjoyed...

Night!

I've been watching

YuGiOh Abridged series. So far, it's okay. I mean, it's not as funny as Little Kuriboh, but I guess it's funnier than most things.

One thing I didn't do though, is finish the next chapter of DYRM. I don't know what's come over me, I think I'm just going through a brief phase of writers block, so hopefully the more I write it now, the less of a block I'm going to get. So, tomorrow, I'm going to force myself to write the chapter, then I'll just get back on the bandwagon.

So, there's not much else to say. I've been looking more into jobs and I'm really hoping that something comes in soon, because I really need a job.

So, not much else to say.

I said that line again...

Anyway...

Night!

Strange phase?

You see, I don't know what it is, but I've spent the night watching the latest episodes of Sunny With A Chance, even though I've never actually seen an episode of the show in my life...

I guess it all started when I was on Demi Lovato's youtube channel, seeing if she had like a new music video or something. Which she didn't, but I saw a trailer for an episode of her show.

I don't know why I did it, I just started watching the episode and before I knew it, I was on the latest one that had aired. I'm sure it's just a phase, just one of them one nighter things.

Oh, well. I haven't really wirtten much to the new chapter. So I won't post it. I was going to post what I'd written, but since then I've decided against it. And it's getting real late so I need to start wrapping this up.

So, before I leave, I just wanted to say that I've finished reading Raven's Gate by Anthony Horowitz. The beginning to the book was a little slow, not much was going on, then about 150 pages in, it really started off and it got really good. I haven't decided yet though if I'll read the sequels. I've gotta make my way through the rest of my books first but... it could be a possibility.

Anyway...

Night!

Had a lazy day today

Seriously, I've done like nothing all day besides sit down on my bed and watch YuGiOh GX reruns. Well, watching episodes on my computer. I don't know what it is, I'm really getting into the series again. But not fully like I was, it's currently a thing of just rewatching episodes.

Then there's the thing of them maybe dubbing the last season of GX, which in my opinion would be amazing, I'm not too keen on watching it in Japanese, I've watched it and it's just not the same, you know? It's not that I have anything against watching the Japanese version, but I would just rather watch it in English. It's easier to understand, you know? I don't speak Japanese.

So, I'm not really proud to admit it, but there's no new chapter of DYRM today. I just wasn't in the mood for writing.

I've also been listening a lot to Anberlin's new song Pray Tell. Did I mention I was becoming a huge fan of Anberlin? Well, I am, if I haven't mentioned it. I think the band, from the one album I've currently listened to is amazing. I'm really enjoying their music. I'm going to start downloading their other albums soon, because Ireally want to hear what their other songs are like.

Moving on, I'm going to bed now. I'm dead tired. And it's like midnight and I have to be up in the morning. Well, I'm said that I'm needed awake because my parents and my family besides Sara and me are going to church.

It's not like I'll be asked to do anything they just want me to be awake.

So...

Night!

Just going to post my

Chapter today. I'm not really in the mood for typing up about the life I don't really have tonight....

So here ya go. I'm not sure how I feel about it, actually, so I hope it's good enough for you guys!

Chapter 27

Sensing the rushing wind just in time, I spun around, a magician.

            “Who’re you?” I questioned. She was a new face, they were always new faces, but they all knew me. It was always a thing of trying to remember them whilst they taunted me with stuff that I should have known already. Past experiences that I had no recollection of.

            “Warlock Jenna.”

            “What do you want?”

            “I was ordered to come.” Well, that was an elaboration, wasn’t it? I still didn’t know what she wanted. It was quite the coincidence that we were to be attacked as we were looking at the place where I’d disappeared. Maybe they were still close to hear what was going on. Maybe Hayley and Jesse were a baby step away and I can’t see them. Maybe they’re watching me with hopeful eyes that I’ll remember that their down they’re waiting for me to save them.

            Another thing that seemed to confuse me was the whole ‘warlock’, ‘mage’ thing. Were they ranked? Was I ranked?

            “Maybe you can explain a few things to me.”

            “What kind of things?” She asked hesitantly, relaxing her stance slightly.

            “Where are my friends? That’s the first one.”

            “I don’t know, I’m only here on his orders.”

            “Who’s he?”

            “He? I’m not sure whether I’m allowed to tell you or not, but I’ll give you his name. Nicholas. Don’t be fooled. He’s a lot older than he looks.”

            “And what’s this all about ‘warlock’, ‘mages’ and stuff. I don’t understand.”

            “God, do you want to just stand around a chat all day or do you want to fight?”

            “That’s the last thing. It’s not like I have anyone to ask.”

            “Fine.” She sighed. There was another reason behind all this; I didn’t really want to fight. I was hoping that I was distracting her long enough to forget about attacking me. “So, a mage is the weakest form of a magician. A warlock like me is next up. Then Sorcerer and then the  Magician is at the top. We also have Enchanters who live outside the ranks. Their different to Magicians, they use their magic in different ways to us.”

            “Oh, right. Did you know what I was?”

            “I thought that was the last question.” Damn. I guess I hadn’t distracted her enough; she changed her stance quickly and leaped up at me.

            Letting my other form bleed through my body, I blocked her punch that was aimed at my head, and kicked under her feet as she landed, causing her to fall to the floor. I moved back, putting a distance between us. From the floor, she jumped up and a spear appeared by her side. Grabbing it, she ran towards me with the sharp end pointing towards me.

            Thinking on instinct, I summoned my sword in one hand and defended myself from her onslaught. A sharp, resonating sound jumped off the weapons as they clashed, slightly making my ears hurt. We continued in this stance for a while, with Jenna trying to push forward and me pushing back.

            Suddenly, I pulled back, ducking as the spear went flying over my head, whilst in her moment of off balance; I used a trick I had just started to learn. I gathered a sphere of purple energy in my hand and blasted it at her. The blast created a stream of purple light that struck her dead on the chest, sending her flying back a few feet and coughing up blood.

            I’d learned the trick in a fight a few days ago. I hadn’t really practiced it all that much because of it’s destructive power. Jamie hadn’t even seen me use it yet. Speaking of Jamie, I looked around and saw, thankfully, that she had left the area, I didn’t know where she was hiding, but at least she had enough sense to hide. Unlike some of the people that have stumbled across my fights, they just stand there and watch, which makes my job a lot harder because I don’t want them to get hurt, so I have to protect them in the process.

            Breathing heavily, I looked back to my opponent that was slowly rising from where she’d landed. Her face pale and her hair covered in dirt.

            “Well, that was a little surprising. You never were so strategic before.”

            “Is that supposed to be a compliment?” I asked, dodging swiftly as she made a swipe at me with her spear.

            “Let me show you Danny, something that you’ll never see fighting those pesky Mage’s.” She grinned like a cat and charged orange energy through her spear.

            Suddenly, everything started to feel fuzzy; my head started to pound and my vision was blurry. My body felt like lead and I had no control over it.

            “You’ll never escape this attack.” She laughed.

            Vaguely in the back of my mind I could hear my sister screaming my name, but it was distant, unlike Jenna’s voice in front of me.

            I had no time to react as she pounced again, my body unwilling to do, as I wanted it do. Her spear struck me. Scraping against the side of my body, creating a huge, deep gash. I would have cried out in pain if I’d had the change.

            The onslaught continued, and I was forced to just stand there and take the thorough beating I was getting. My body felt as though it was getting torn to shreds, I could feel the blood gushing out of my body. This was definitely not good.

            She was going to kill me, I could see it now.

            I was going to die and there was nothing I could do about it.

            What about Hayley and Jesse? Who was going to save them now? How were they supposed to get found? How were they supposed to be saved?

            Suddenly the attacked stopped and my senses returned to me. I collapsed to the floor, blood pooling around me.

            Jenna bent down; I flinched and closed my eyes, bracing myself for the killer blow.

            The killer blow did not come. Instead a simple tap to the head, her two front fingers coolly tapping it. I felt a surge of energy, then nothing.

            “What’d you do?” I questioned, opening my eyes.

            “You’ll thank me when you remember.”

            “I don’t understand.”

            “I don’t expect you to understand. Please, Danny, I never meant for this to happen. I needed the money. I hope you understand when you remember.” With that she left, not giving me a chance to reply to her. My head hurt, my body hurt. If I didn’t get help soon, I was going to die.

Jamie was standing over me, a worried look on her face.

            “What’s wrong?” I asked sluggishly.

            “Sh, don’t talk. You need to rest.”

A man was standing over me. I didn’t know who he was.

            “Who’re you?” I asked.

            “It’s okay. You’re safe.”

            “What happened?” I never found out. Everything went black again.

“Danny?” A female voice whispered.

            “Yeah?”

            “Save us, Danny!” The voice shouted becoming more distant.

            “How? Where are you?”

            “Don’t you remember me, Danny?”

            “I don’t know how to save you!” I shouted.

            “Danny? Who’re you talking to?” I couldn’t see anything. It was all black.

“When do you think he’ll get better?” I heard Jamie’s voice say.

            “It should be soon. The injuries he received were quite severe. He was attacked by a magician, you say?” A male voice I didn’t recognize answered.

            “Yes, completely out of nowhere. Danny wanted to see the place where he was taken, and he was just attacked.”

            “Do you think they wanted to take him again?”

            “I don’t know.” It was a whisper that I barely heard. But I heard it.

I finally woke up to the more and more familiar white ceiling and an uncomfortable hospital bed.

            “Oh, God, here? Again?” I wondered out loud.

            “Danny!” I heard someone yell beside me. I looked around. Jamie.

            “How long have I been out?” I asked hesitantly.

            “A few days. Not too bad.” She remarked “You were talking to someone in your sleep.”

            “Was I?” I seemed to remember talking to someone, her talking about me saving her. She seemed offended that I couldn’t remember her.

            I was aching all over and the throbbing in my head only got worse the longer I was awake.

            “The doctor said that you’ll be able to go home soon. You’ve spent most of your time healing whilst you were unconscious. He said that when you woke up you’ll probably be able to go home and back to school.”

            “Oh, yeah, inspector Malcolm called by, he said that you’re trial date has come through. It’s next week sometime.”

            “Okay.” I really didn’t want to go. It looked like the closer to the trial it got, the more bad stuff that kept happening to me. This was not going to look good to the Judge. I was doomed. Doomed to spend time in some youth offenders prison or something. I’d definitely die there.

            “And mom rescheduled your appointment with your therapist. She said she’d give her a call when you woke up.”

            “Okay.”

            “I’d better go and tell them that you’re awake.”

            “Okay.” I really didn’t feel like talking to her. I didn’t really feel like talking to anyone. I laid back on the bed and tried to ignore the throbbing pain in my head and the ache in the rest of my body. It was going to be a long day for sure. It was going to be long days until I got back my friends. I needed to remember more about where my friends were being kept. I needed to find out more about the person who’d taken them. I remembered Jenna saying that his name was Nicholas, and she’d said that he wasn’t as young as he’d looked. Or seemed. I didn’t exactly remember what she’d said fully on that part of it.

            “Don’t worry, guys, I’m coming for you. You won’t be there much longer.” I whispered determined. They couldn’t stay there any longer. I was going to find out where they were whether I had my memories back or not. I would not let them suffer any longer.

Night!

London is an experience

Well, I did everything that I planned on going up to London for. A visit to Waterstone's Piccadilly. I spent about £42.95 and I didn't regret it. I'm really looking forward to reading my books. I'm currently in middle of reading the first one Raven's Gate by Anthony Horowitz. It's okay. Not superb. But I'm going to hold out until the end. It gets better apparently. And I need a new series of books to get into.

So, other than that I bought...

Unholy Ghosts -  Stacia Kane.

The Left Hand of God - Paul Hoffman

War and Peace - Leo Tolstoy

Graceling - Kristin Cashore

The Count of Monte Cristo - Alexandre Dumas.

I'm looking forward to reading them all.

I has a real great time in London, it was a lot better than I expected, and I was expecting a good trip.

But moving on, here's the next chapter of DYRM, I think I did quite well on this chapter. I felt that we needed a break from Danny's world and broke into other worlds too, we haven't seen Hayley and Jesse for quite a while and they do seem to have an everlasting presence in the book so here ya go...

Chapter 26

Hayley and Jesse sat in the cold dark cell. They couldn’t remember when he had last shown his face, not could they remember how long ago they had last seen Danny. It could have been days, weeks, months.

            They were worried.

            He’d never been taken from them for so long.

            “Jess, I’m worried.” Hayley whispered from one corner of the pitch-black cell.

            “It’s going to be okay. They’ll bring him back. They always do.” Jesse replied in an equally quiet voice. Whether he was convincing Hayley or himself could be debatable though as thoughts of Danny circled through his mind constantly. His worry that Danny had been taken from them forever was slowly gnawing away at his brain. Hayley was right. They had never taken Danny from the cell for this long before.

            “Yes, but when he comes back, it’s never in a good state. He gets worse every time. It definitely can’t be good if he’s still gone.”

            “I’d rather see him beat up than have this worry on wherever he is.” Jesse retorted. It was true. At least if he’s here, he’s not getting beaten up further and I know where he is and what’s happening to him, was the logic that Jesse had compiled. It had never occurred to them that Danny had escaped.

            “For all we know, Danny could be dead.” Hayley protested, she was hungry and tired. They never did anything to them. They were fed, but not much. Enough to keep them alive. They were tortured like Danny was, they saw it happen a few times, though usually they’d take him out of the room into another one and get to him there. Every time he was taken, panic and worry climbed through Hayley and Jesse’s body because every time he came back, it looked like he was in more and more pain.

            “Don’t say that.” Jesse said sharply.

            “And how do you know Danny’s still alive?”

            “Because he’s never given up on us before, he’s not going to start now.” Jesse said, determined.

            “Jesse, he might not have given up before this. But this has changed him, you saw him. I’m not sure what goes through his head now; you saw what he was like before they took him the last time. He was giving up.” Hayley said, her voice lowering to a whisper.

            “Don’t say that, because if we’re still here, if the worlds still here, he hasn’t given up the fight.” Jesse said with determination lighting his voice, as if his voice could shine through the darkness, piercing the veil.

“Why do you want them back so bad? If you don’t remember them, what should it matter to you?” Jamie asked with seriousness. I couldn’t think of an answer.

            “Who’s going to save them if I’m not?” I asked, I don’t know whether it was the old me poking through, trying to call out to me and tell me I needed to save them, or if it was me, the new me, wanting to save them.

            “The police will find them.”

            “Like they found me?” I laughed, “I’m not sure how up to date you are on how I was found, I was arrested, for attempting to steal a car. I don’t think that counts as saving me from a dark cell, does it?”

            She didn’t have anything to say to me.

            “I made a promise.” I whispered. “I promised Hayley’s parent’s that I’d find her and bring her back. I’m not going to let them down.”

            She continued to not say anything. She just looked at me; she had a look of deep thought on her pale face. Her eyes glistened in the light of the room.

            “I’ll take you.”

            “What?”

            “I said I’ll take you. To that campsite. But, the first sign of danger and we’re out of there, okay?”

            “Yeah, thank you.” I’m sure I should have gotten excited, but I was too determined for my ‘mission’ of sorts, to be thinking of being excited to going to the place where I’d disappeared.

            “What do you hope to find there in the campsite?” Jamie asked. “I’m pretty sure you’re not going to find anything, the police did a full sweep of the place when you disappeared.”

            “I’m going to rely a bit on magical powers. I’m sort of hoping that going there will trigger a memory of us disappearing.”

We drove for what seemed like forever. I’m sure in any other situation it would have seemed like a lot shorter of a drive. We’d told Maggie that we were going out. We didn’t say where. Jamie thought that it would scare her too much if we told her where we were actually going.

            Maggie hasn’t exactly looked at me since the whole overdosing incident. I knew she was disappointed in me, but this just made it worse. It was beginning to get unbearable to be in the same room as her.

            I looked out of my window to the scenery. There were trees on either side of the road, standing tall and proud. The leaves a lush green colour, highlighting the dark brown of the trunk. The trees were unevenly paced, and producing a large shadow in the forest. The shadow was ominous even at this hour. I don’t think I’ll be taking a trip through there anytime soon.

            “Hey, Danny?” Jamie asked suddenly.

            “Yeah?”

            “If you had a big problem, you’d come to me, right?”

            “What kind of big problem would that be? Because it seems that I have a lot of big problems.”

            “Anything. Even if you just feel like complaining, I’m here, all right? You don’t have to keep everything bottled up. You don’t have to, you know, take drugs or anything.” Ah, now I understood. It was quite sincere. I guess I destroyed her image of me too. But she was willing to help. She was still looking at me.

The phone rang loudly, the sound piercing through the unearthly quiet of the room. Maggie sighed and walked towards the phone. She’d been granted special leave from work because of Danny. Not that she was happy about it, but she couldn’t just go back to work, people would think her a bad mother.

            “Hello?”

            “Hello, Mrs Smith?” A male voice asked from the other side.

            “Yes, who is this?”

            “Hello, this is Doctor Jenkins. I was Danny’s doctor when he came in the first time.”

            “Oh, hello, how can I help you?” Maggie asked her voice strained.

            “I was just calling to check up on Danny, by the sounds of it, it’s been a long couple of weeks for him. Overdoses and everything.”

            “He’s fine. He’s out with his sister now.”

            “Great, then you should be able to tell me something without him hearing. Has he had any memories back yet?”

            “He hasn’t mentioned having any memories back yet, why?”

            “Just curious. He should be getting them back now. Has he been acting any different lately?”

            “By different, do you mean becoming hooked onto to smoking marijuana?”

            “No, as in, more like his old self?”

            “He’s been acting less and less like his old self. I’m not even sure if my old Danny’s still in there.”

            “Mrs Smith. I don’t meant to sound offensive or anything when I say this, but did you honestly think he’d act the same when he gets his memories back?”

            “Well, that’s how I thought it would work.” Her voice was clipped obviously annoyed at the tone the doctor had taken with her.

            “Mrs Smith, you have to consider the type of stuff he went through when he was kidnapped. It’s hard to hear, I understand, but the kid was tortured. It’s going to affect him especially when he gets his memories back.”

            “Why did you call here, Doctor Jenkins?”

            “I called to ask how he was getting on. I just needed to warn you, that if his memories are going to come back, it’s not going to be a pleasant experience for him when they come back. You need to be there for him. He can’t keep that experience all bottled up. It might lead to something worse than smoking marijuana.” The doctor warned, his voice stern.

            “Right, thank you, Doctor. I have to go now.” Maggie said quickly. She did not need anyone to remind her about how she was supposed to be looking after the stranger that was supposed to be her son.

            “I’m here if you need anything. Just bring him down if something happens.”

            “Bye.”

            “Bye.”

            Maggie walked back down to the sofa where she’d been previously sitting. Her mind was in turmoil, she knew she should be looking after him, but no one stopped to consider the amount of pain she was in watching him everyday and being reminded that she might never have her baby boy back again. That he was lost forever.

            Why did these types of things happen to her?

“Here we are.” Jamie stated as we pulled into a small campsite. There was hardly anything here. Even a year later the yellow tape cut us off from the campsite. The campsite was a row of cabins, all small, looking like small cabin houses. There was a large mess hall in the middle of it all, and two shower cabins, male and female. A lake stood nearby and a hiking trail.

            I didn’t see why anybody would want to go here. I guess the thrill of being away from parents for a certain amount of time kept people coming here. It was peaceful.

            I stepped slowly out of Jamie’s car; she followed on the other side. I let instinct guide me through the peaceful campsite. I couldn’t believe that this was now closed; I couldn’t believe that this was the last place I’d been before being kidnapped. It was just so quiet.

            I walked down to one area, the sleeping cabins. There was one of the cabins with yellow tape surrounding it. This cabin was the last one on the end, the closest one to the small lake beside it.

            The side of the cabin seemed to have blown out, you could see into the room, which, strangely had been left as it was, there were bits of blood on the floor, something was telling me that it was probably my blood, the beds were all thrown askew. It was damp. Probably from being left like this. It was as if the police had just given up the fight and just left everything here, as a relic to the teenager that were never found. Maybe they were planning on using it as some sort of museum for the ‘kids that were never found’, or ‘kids that were kidnapped by magicians’. Ha! I’d have laughed at that one.

            “Why didn’t they ever fix this place up?” I asked suddenly.

            “No one wanted to. People thought if they left everything as it was, you’d just turn up here. Nothing happened and it just never got fixed up.”

            “That’s a pretty lame excuse.”

            “It’s a relic, a relic that things need to change. That we can’t live peacefully with magicians and magic around every corner. It needs to be changed.”

            I didn’t know how to react to that. It was obvious Jamie wanted the magicians gone, but did that mean taking me with it to? Did she not want me around?

            Through all this exploring I had not noticed the change in the area. I had noticed a visitor lurking in the shadows.

“It’s just as you said. He’s there.” Jenna said. She was a warlock. A level up from a mage. And a proud warlock she was, her long legs bent in the bushes a few yards away from her prey. Her black skirt and top clung tightly to her form showing off her slender hips, and her shoulder length dirty blonde hair rested loosely from her hair. Her green eyes focused on her target.

            She was getting paid big for this. No matter how well her and Danny had gotten on before and no matter how much the two had done for each other before this, money was of high priority here. She was getting paid the big bucks. It didn’t pay to disobey him. He would have your head before you knew what was coming.

            “I’m sorry, Danny, I’m sure you’ll understand when you remember everything.”

            That being said, Jenna wasn’t really sure if her mission was good or bad, she’d have to figure that one out on her own.

            “I’m going in.” She said into the headset that hid neatly under her hair.

            “Good, make it quick. Make sure he gets to the part about where they are. Just to keep things interesting.”

            “On it, sir. And my money?”

            “It’ll be here when you’re done. Now go, before he notices your there.” The order was stern. Turning off her headset, Jenna crouched, if possible, lower into the bushes. She was waiting for his guard to be even lower. “Bastard. I hate his guts. I’ll be celebrating his death when it comes to him.”

            And with that final thought, Jenna pounced on her unsuspecting target.

I hope you enjoyed...

Night!