Nightmare's POV
I wake up, finding myself deep underwater. I look around, seeing nobody around and that I was deep down in dark waters, no sign of the surface. I look down and find that my body was half skeletal and half octopus, with purple tentacles extending from at least my waist. I only had a lavender shirt for clothing and was clearly in my passive form with my white bones visible to my sight.
I recall everything The Twister said and realize what happened. I lost....everything. Just when everything was going right. I had my own home, friends, family, a husband-to-be, kids, and even made up with my brother! I had respect and love, no bullies to worry about. Only Fate, Shattered, and whoever they sent after us to worry about, but it'd be nothing since I had them....But now they are gone....I have to start from nothing....But why...? I was happy! We were happy! Loved! Safe! Everything we could want! But.....Not enough for someone else's twisted fun....Still....It feels so unfair.....
I broke down crying right then and there as thoughts ran through my head. Will I get bullied or attacked again? Will anyone remember? Assuming not since The Twister wants me to keep this secret...Will I even find anyone? Will they be okay? Will I have to rebuild all our connections? Our loves and bonds? And I'm the only one who recalls? This is horrible! What if they go against me instead? Twisted to do so? Or....No....
"Hey, little guy! What are you crying about?"A voice rumbles
I look up and see an enormous figure looking like Horror looming over me. He had stripes on his cheeks and down his arms. He still has that hole in his skul, his eyes a darker red with only one blood red eye glowing visibly. He wore a dark brownish shirt. He had a long tail with spots and lines going across it and a white underbelly like a whale shark....He was much bigger than me, making me realize how small I am.
I guess there's my answer about the memory...Yet he seems so friendly and took notice of me despite our size difference....
My thoughts only fed on this info and I feel more tears roll down my face.
"I lost everything I love...."I say
He frowns, tilting his head.
"You lost your pod too?"He asks
"P-Pod?"I stutter
"A pack or family...I recall faintly having a big one but can't recall a thing about them...I can't locate anyone...Not even my brother..."He says
"Oh...."I say, trying to hide the joy of hearing his faint recollection of our "gang family"
"Wait! I have an idea! Will you be part of my pod? We don't have anyone else so...."He says
I look up at him with a smile. I wipe my tears, loving the sound of that. This is a first step towards regaining what I lost.
"Yes, I'd love that."I say
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