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Fanfic: Determination...
Chapter: Who...?
So, that's the 2nd chapter, and I hope you like it. I'm of course very happy about clerks, I would also like to take this opportunity to thank blackcat2004 for giving me courage ^^ see you soon then leutz ^^ * everyone who reads it is very dolle durchknuddel *
She didn't know how long she'd been lying there, but she felt better. She opened her eyes and, like last time, looked into clear yellow eyes. This time, too, she could see a worried expression in it, but it seemed calmer now.
She sat up straight and this time he tried nothing, instead giving her a mug.
It was filled with clear water and she accepted it gratefully. She put it to her lips and enjoyed the feeling of the cool water running through her throat ... the boy watched her meanwhile, he followed her every move. When the cup was empty, he asked if she wanted another cup.But she just shook her head.
Silence enveloped the two of them until the girl stood up resolutely. She was wearing a short, white-violet nightgown with thin straps made of a comfortably soft fabric.
She looked around and saw a chair with a pile of clothes on it. She walked towards it, but before she arrived the boy asked: "What's your name?".
She stared at him for a while, open confusion and slight alarm on her face. She seemed to be considering.
Then she shrugged her shoulders and asked in turn: "What's your name? Are you my brother?"
Confusion crept inside him. How did she know? Why didn't she know her name?
But when he was about to answer, she said: "I heard you talk, you and this ... blonde. You said you wouldn't want to lose your sister again. And then I thought you meant me ..."
It occurred to him again: of course! She had heard him and Max speak!How could he have forgotten that?
"Oh ... well. My name is Ray Kon. And you are my sister, even if I don't know your name ..."
She sat cross-legged on the floor and asked him with a tense look "And ... if you don't even know my name, who else should know? And how did you find me without a name?"
He looked at her sadly "A few days ago our last relative died, on his deathbed he told me about you, but unfortunately it was too late to tell me where you were ... because I had urged him to tell me what you looked like , he had no chance to tell me your name. So all I knew was that you were somewhere in Moscow, and that you had long black hair and the color of my eyes ... Anyway, I went there with the others from my team immediately We combed the city for about a week, nowhere was a sign of you to be found. When we asked about you in all schools, addressed all passers-by, knocked on hundreds of houses and almost gave up hope of finding you, we found you finally.In a traffic accident about 10m away from us, a girl was hit. She had long black hair and the same color of eyes as me. We knew immediately that it was you. So we finally found you, but the next problem was waiting for us: you were seriously injured, they took you to the nearest hospital in an ambulance helicopter, where they will treat you immediately. You had a serious head injury and the doctors there already told us that you might have lost your memory ... ", he paused for a moment," Then we took you to one of the Bba hospitals. Then, after another 4 days you woke up for the first time, as you obviously remembered you wanted to get up, you even managed, which according to the doctors was impossible ... but in the next moment you collapsed. Then you stayed in bed for another 5 days. Yes ... and now you can move quite well again ... as far as I've seen.And now I will let the others know that you have woken up and you can change in that time. Afterwards someone will come to examine you. See you later, "he said and then disappeared out the door.
She sat there for a while and thought about his words. She had decided that she urgently needed a name, but no one would come up with it.
Then she got up and turned to the pile of clothes. It was normal everyday clothing, including a short brown and a greenish dress, a soft turtleneck sweater and a pair of brown-black Blahnik shoes (these are high-heeled sandals, but here meant with a relatively small heel!).
She changed and just as she had slipped into her second shoe, there was a gentle knock on the door and a young woman entered the room. Immediately the obvious doctor walked up to her, shook her hand and introduced herself as Dr Boon.
She made a very sympathetic impression, only asked about a few things that she might still remember, albeit without success, and after asking all her questions, Ray promptly entered, followed by 8 other people.She recognized the first one immediately, and she remembered his name too, it was Max. But as far as she could remember, she hadn't seen the other 6 people yet.
Ray introduced everyone, there was a sturdier boy named Tyson, a little boy with glasses: Kenny, a pretty strong-looking, silent guy named Kai, a tall guy named Spencer, then another named Bryan and als Finally a red-haired boy who was introduced to her as Tala.
An awkward silence fell between them as they watched each other. But the silence was broken by Dr. Boon, who made herself heard with a cumbersome throat clearing.
"Well, my diagnosis has been made. She has suffered severe memory loss, but if we are lucky the memories can come back after a while. Normally in this case you can help with things from your old life, but since this is not possible, will we will send you to an island owned by the BBA, there is a large villa in which you are supposed to live for a while.Because I think she should live with people of the same age as possible, even if we don't know how old she is until now, we will estimate her based on your age. "
Tyson was about to start a question when the doctor, who must have known him well, hurried on.
"There are also arenas there so that you can use the time to train, and new food rations are brought every Tuesday." she paused and looked reproachfully at Tyson, who had made a delighted sound at the word "food".
"However, we have to keep Spencer and Kenny here because we need them for some ... things that still have to be done ...", she cleared her throat, "So, and now for the most important thing: She needs a name ... Does somebody has any idea?"
There was another silence while everyone considered what would fit.
Then Ray spoke up, "Well ... what do you think of Moskva? After all, she lived there, and it's from her old life ..."The others mumbled in agreement and since no one had any other suggestion it was now decided: Moskva, she would be called from now on ...
She didn't know how long she'd been lying there, but she felt better. She opened her eyes and, like last time, looked into clear yellow eyes. This time, too, she could see a worried expression in it, but it seemed calmer now.
She sat up straight and this time he tried nothing, instead giving her a mug.
It was filled with clear water and she accepted it gratefully. She put it to her lips and enjoyed the feeling of the cool water running through her throat ... the boy watched her meanwhile, he followed her every move. When the cup was empty, he asked if she wanted another cup.But she just shook her head.
Silence enveloped the two of them until the girl stood up resolutely. She was wearing a short, white-violet nightgown with thin straps made of a comfortably soft fabric.
She looked around and saw a chair with a pile of clothes on it. She walked towards it, but before she arrived the boy asked: "What's your name?".
She stared at him for a while, open confusion and slight alarm on her face. She seemed to be considering.
Then she shrugged her shoulders and asked in turn: "What's your name? Are you my brother?"
Confusion crept inside him. How did she know? Why didn't she know her name?
But when he was about to answer, she said: "I heard you talk, you and this ... blonde. You said you wouldn't want to lose your sister again. And then I thought you meant me ..."
It occurred to him again: of course! She had heard him and Max speak!How could he have forgotten that?
"Oh ... well. My name is Ray Kon. And you are my sister, even if I don't know your name ..."
She sat cross-legged on the floor and asked him with a tense look "And ... if you don't even know my name, who else should know? And how did you find me without a name?"
He looked at her sadly "A few days ago our last relative died, on his deathbed he told me about you, but unfortunately it was too late to tell me where you were ... because I had urged him to tell me what you looked like , he had no chance to tell me your name. So all I knew was that you were somewhere in Moscow, and that you had long black hair and the color of my eyes ... Anyway, I went there with the others from my team immediately We combed the city for about a week, nowhere was a sign of you to be found. When we asked about you in all schools, addressed all passers-by, knocked on hundreds of houses and almost gave up hope of finding you, we found you finally.In a traffic accident about 10m away from us, a girl was hit. She had long black hair and the same color of eyes as me. We knew immediately that it was you. So we finally found you, but the next problem was waiting for us: you were seriously injured, they took you to the nearest hospital in an ambulance helicopter, where they will treat you immediately. You had a serious head injury and the doctors there already told us that you might have lost your memory ... ", he paused for a moment," Then we took you to one of the Bba hospitals. Then, after another 4 days you woke up for the first time, as you obviously remembered you wanted to get up, you even managed, which according to the doctors was impossible ... but in the next moment you collapsed. Then you stayed in bed for another 5 days. Yes ... and now you can move quite well again ... as far as I've seen.And now I will let the others know that you have woken up and you can change in that time. Afterwards someone will come to examine you. See you later, "he said and then disappeared out the door.
She sat there for a while and thought about his words. She had decided that she urgently needed a name, but no one would come up with it.
Then she got up and turned to the pile of clothes. It was normal everyday clothing, including a short brown and a greenish dress, a soft turtleneck sweater and a pair of brown-black Blahnik shoes (these are high-heeled sandals, but here meant with a relatively small heel!).
She changed and just as she had slipped into her second shoe, there was a gentle knock on the door and a young woman entered the room. Immediately the obvious doctor walked up to her, shook her hand and introduced herself as Dr Boon.
She made a very sympathetic impression, only asked about a few things that she might still remember, albeit without success, and after asking all her questions, Ray promptly entered, followed by 8 other people.She recognized the first one immediately, and she remembered his name too, it was Max. But as far as she could remember, she hadn't seen the other 6 people yet.
Ray introduced everyone, there was a sturdier boy named Tyson, a little boy with glasses: Kenny, a pretty strong-looking, silent guy named Kai, a tall guy named Spencer, then another named Bryan and als Finally a red-haired boy who was introduced to her as Tala.
An awkward silence fell between them as they watched each other. But the silence was broken by Dr. Boon, who made herself heard with a cumbersome throat clearing.
"Well, my diagnosis has been made. She has suffered severe memory loss, but if we are lucky the memories can come back after a while. Normally in this case you can help with things from your old life, but since this is not possible, will we will send you to an island owned by the BBA, there is a large villa in which you are supposed to live for a while.Because I think she should live with people of the same age as possible, even if we don't know how old she is until now, we will estimate her based on your age. "
Tyson was about to start a question when the doctor, who must have known him well, hurried on.
"There are also arenas there so that you can use the time to train, and new food rations are brought every Tuesday." she paused and looked reproachfully at Tyson, who had made a delighted sound at the word "food".
"However, we have to keep Spencer and Kenny here because we need them for some ... things that still have to be done ...", she cleared her throat, "So, and now for the most important thing: She needs a name ... Does somebody has any idea?"
There was another silence while everyone considered what would fit.
Then Ray spoke up, "Well ... what do you think of Moskva? After all, she lived there, and it's from her old life ..."The others mumbled in agreement and since no one had any other suggestion it was now decided: Moskva, she would be called from now on ...