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Althea looked up at the sky as she heard the loud claps of thunder. She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, there wasn’t a single cloud in the sky, it was bright and blue.

"I don't remember anything"

“Do you remember me?” She asked, getting more worried.

"No... Who are you?"

Ari furrows her eyebrows. She looked at the falcon. “What happened to him?” She asked.

"Hey! I asked you a question!"

She looked at Russell again. “My name is Arianna Matthews.” She replies.

"I was supposed to be going on a date with you, wasn't I?"

“Ah.. yeah. It was more meaningful when you actually knew who I was though.” She says.

"Huh..."he suddenly remembered asking her out

Ari shrugs. “But now we need to figure out what messed up your brain.” She says, a bit frustrated.

Althea saw Arianna and Russel through the trees and walked towards them.
The closer she got, the stronger the feeling that something was wrong. She walked up to them.
“What’s wrong?” She asked, frowning slightly, looking between them.

“Honestly I have no idea, but he doesn’t remember anything, including who I am.” She says.

Althea looked at Arianna, “Good thing memories are my specialty,” she smiled slightly.
She closed her eyes and sighed, focusing her energy on Russel. She reached into his mind and tried pulling forward his memories. She snapped her eyes open and took a deep breath. “I.. I couldn’t do it. Whatever happened, his memories are under lock and key.”

Ari glanced at Russ, then Althea. “That’s fine, I’m sure there’s another way.” She says.

Althea nodded, still watching Russel, trying to think of what could have happened.
She looked at Arianna, “He was basically reincarnated, right?”

Ari nods. “Some birds made a body out of some materials and grabbed some light. It was weird.” She replies. “Do you think it had an eventual effect on his memories?” She asked.

Althea nodded, “He technically died right? Maybe his mind is trying to reset itself, start over, since he wasn’t entirely meant to come back.”

hearing about how he died, he remembered his death"My skull was crushed... It had to have damaged my brain when I died"

"Hector must have hit you in the limbic system, the one responsible for memories, when you fought to death. I might have to call down Moreal the White Dove" Lynild screeched and a ray of warm sunlight struck the earth. Morael the White Dove had arrived.