Forgotten Friend [Closed, Samantha]

The night was relatively calm as Sam observed the city below her from her high perch on the tallest building in the area. Despite it being night the city teemed with life, and she found herself watching the proceedings of the nightlife. Her hunger was a constant in her life, but for now it was subdued having eaten two hollows that had been prowling the city. They were much more fulfilling than humans, and she felt no need to hunt the people below her. At least for now, maybe she'd be in the mood for some light snack later on.

Maybe she'd see if she could find someone with such a high amount of spiritual pressure that they could see her. It would make for an interesting chase, and she always relished in seeing them desperately trying get away from her. Some were even foolish enough to think they could fight her and win. If she wasn't constantly on guard, there would have been a chance of missing it, but once again her paranoid tendencies served her well. 

! Something had pulled her out of her reverie, an achingly familiar reiatsu signature. There was no mistaking it, it was definitely him. Lethas...  A feeling of betrayal and joy filled her simultaneously, warring before the betrayal morphed into fury. How dare he! He has some nerve showing himself after disappearing like that!

Taking of she glided towards the signature, her silent form casting a dark shadow onto the city below her. Her reiatsu was probably spiking with anger, but she couldn't find herself caring. If anyone dared interrupt her she would tear them to shreds. Nothing would stop her from finding her long lost friend again, even if only so she could kill him for leaving her. 

Finally she spotted him, the sight of him whole and alive brought a rush of relief. He was still hers, even after he left with no warning, and if anyone was to kill him it would be her. Shoving the relief back into her mind she let her anger burst forth, and let it fill her fueling her speed towards him further. She landed heavily beside him, puffing her feathers up angrily. 

"You! You have three seconds explaining why you left me, before I tear you to shreds!" She screeched in righteous anger. Her words betraying the hurt she felt, and her care for him had been the only thing stopping her from attacking form the get-go. 

Lethas was taken aback by the sudden appearance of a strange bird Hollow flying into his vision. He had been stalking a particularly juicy target. Perched on the roof, he had watched them go about their business. He had been about to strike when the feathers and fury of some stranger had interrupted him. Taken aback, he was lost for words. No Hollow he had ever encountered would have approached him as this one.

It seemed to know him as well. The nagging came back. He felt it tugging fiercer than it had before he had been alone. It was almost as if there was a memory of this furious harpy somewhere in his mind. He took a second, not letting the sudden encroachment of his personal space by this bird ruffle his feathers. He was calm and cool. He took an uncharacteristic step away from the bird Hollow, trying to find space.

As if the space between the two huge creatures helped his mind open, the tugging turned into one long pull and memories flowed in front of his mind’s eye. He saw himself flying next to this bird Hollow. Hunting together. Killing together. Eating together. There was probably more that he didn’t have memories of. Time was a hard thing to keep track of when one didn’t have memories or even a reference of when memories lay in the spectrum of time.

He looked at the Hollow in front of him. Eyes reflecting his sadness, his head tilted to the side slowly as he spoke, “This One has memories of you. Memories of fight and flight together. This One does not wish to hurt the Hollow with Wings. This One does not remember you.”

He was almost sad with his slow words, desperate. He wished he could remember. His wish to not hurt her stemmed from his desire to remember. He longed to be able to keep a single memory. It was something he struggled with everyday like Sisyphus with his ever falling rock. Lethas’ hill was steep and his rock heavy, and he had to climb it every day when his memories became new.

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As she glared at him she noted the surprise at her appearance, but she couldn't see any spark of recognition. A pang of sadness filled her, she had known about his memory problems, but she had never taken it into account that he would forget her. She didn't know whether to be relieved for what this implied, that he hadn't left because he wanted to but because he forgot, or even more angry that he had forgotten her. She did however try not to let her thought progress show on her face, though her eyes soften imperceptibly.

She was shaken out of her thoughts however when Lethas took a step back from her, and a small amount of hurt filled her. She must have missed something though, for he soon looked at her and spoke. At his words she deflated, her anger mostly gone, leaving only a small spark of anger that smoldered deep in her mind. It seemed he had some memories of her, but didn't know who she was. His tone made it obvious that the fact troubled him, and she let out a small sad sigh. 

"You've forgotten me then.." She murmured lowly, shifting closer to him. Concern welled up inside her, she knew Lethas didn't like forgetting and it pained her that this wasn't something she could help with. There was no beast she could beat down, or something to be bought. This was a different kind of problem.  "At least you've remembered something, maybe more will come back to you." She spoke softly to him, before declaring imperiously, "You're forgiven then, since you didn't leave voluntarily at least."

She wouldn't let him leave again this time, and she quietly swore to try and help her friend regain his memories, or at least the ability to remember things. She knew from their time together that it pained him to lose his memories, and it had always been a fer of her that he would forget her. Now that it had happened, and she had found him again she became even more set on finding a cure. There was nothing she wouldn't do for those she considered hers.