Lasta Coop Forged By The Fay Part Six

 Lost Control

"Where are you taking me?" 

"Patience, you will soon see."

"I wanna know now!"

She let out a lyrical laugh as they came to a set of double doors. She saw that they were identical to the ones in her nightmares. She knew that she was not going to like this. Even worse was that she felt a distracting hunger that came from hardly eating anything. She could feel that this ill feeling made her sweat. She was barely awake but she knew that she would have to stay as awake as she could. 

"Yes, you are to stay in this room for the day."

"Why?"

"It is part of the process."

"What process? Why are you doing this? I don't understand!"

"You will, in time." She said as she opened the door.

She led the girl in and walked back out, shutting the door behind her. Leaving her alone in the dark. She hoped that it would not be too bad but knew better than to entertain that. She curled up on the floor clutching her hungry stomach. Felt like she was nothing here. 

She closed her eyes, hoping that sleep would dull the pain of hunger. Yet she could not help but cry.

Suddenly she heard some indistinguishable whispering in her ear. She thought that she could feel breath in her ear. She looked to her left only to see that there was nobody there.

I'm going mad! She thought as she shook her head. 

She got up and sat. Suddenly she saw an apple in front of her. She reached her hand out and took it. It no longer mattered if it was poisoned. In fact she would have preferred that it was. She bit into it only for it to have a strange taste to it. Almost as if it was only an echo of an apple. She closed her eyes and as she took another bite it vanished. However, something told her that it was never there to begin with.

She then thought about her past. Everything that led to this point. She thought about her mother, father and brother. What was his name again? What did he look like again? She felt shock strike her from the fact that she had forgotten her own brother's name! Even worse, she had forgotten what he looked like! She tried to remember her mother's face but even that slipped away from her mind. Her father too!

She went on to think about all that she had done, yet even all that slipped her mind the moment that it appeared. She knew that she had done a great deal, she tried to remember Santa, the Easter Bunny, the Tooth Fairy, everything slipped away. Soon she did not know who or what they even were!

"My name is Lasta Coop. My name is Lasta Coop." She repeated over and over.

If there was one thing that she could hang into, it was that! She gripped it in her mind and held onto it for dear life. She put all of her being into it.

"My name is… my name is… oh, what was it? Oh! I know it! It's, it's, it's-"

She broke into tears. 

"What is it? What is it?"

She tried to think hard about it. She remembered saying it but she could not remember what she had said. It was a cloud in her head. She then found it unable to put into words what wue was going through, not because she could not put it into words, but because she could not even remember the words. So she could do nothing but cry. This soon turned to weeping.

Salynara walked in and out a vial under her eyes. She kept them under them until they were filled. She placed a hand on her head and suddenly all her memories returned. She still was crying even after.

"Come."

"Has it been a day?"

"Yes."

She followed her out of the room.

"So how long was it to you?"

"An hour."

She smiled.

"How long did it seem to you to lose all your memories?"

"I think that it was about five minutes."

"Are you sure?"

At this she kept quiet.

"No?"

"Tell me, do you think that your memories are real? If so, how would you know?"

Her eyes widened at that. There was nothing that she could say or do in her defence. She had nobody but Otb to assure her that her past was real.

"Was that your plan?"

"What plan?"

"What you put me through. This process, all of this, was all part of your plan, wasn't it?"

She smiled.

"How do you know that those memories are real? How do you know that I did not put them in your mind just to mess around with you?"

She bit her lip. She realised that even though she had her memories back, she could no longer trust them. She looked down and she made another realisation come to her, if she could no longer trust her memories then she could not trust her identity was the one that she had. After all, how could she trust that her identity was who she said she was?

She looked down feeling both disheartened and enraged. She wanted to do nothing but kill this fairy witch. She had taken everything from her and gave her nothing in return.

"Then who am I?"

"I will tell you." She said as they entered another room.

There was a young fairy woman in the room. She was cut from head to toe. She could hardly speak as she looked at them with nothing but shock.

She closed the door behind them. She felt a blade in her hand. She placed a hand on the back of her head. Suddenly every memory of Salynara and all that she had done, she stopped seeing Salynara and saw this fairy instead. She looked at Salynara as she felt more memories enter her mind. She saw the fairy kill her parents and her brother. She saw every grim and brutal detail. It was so bad that she was filled with anger and rage from head to toe.

She charged at her and quickly slit her throat. She did this again and again until her hand was covered with blood and her sight was filled with tears.

Then Salynara placed her hand in her head again. All her memories returned. She let out a scream that could have woken the dead. She then threw up. She bowed her head forward and wept.

"Tell me, is your identity that important to you?"

She threw a punch at her.

Salynara laughed.

"Tell me, if you can not control your memories, how much control do you have?"