Green POV

"What did you do?"

Black turned to me, his eyes blazing.

I stood up from the couch I was on and took a step towards him. "I wanted to know why I was being shut out! Now I know. She has no idea who I am, Black. I had to interfere." My voice cracked and I sat back down on the sofa.

He tilted his head and came a bit closer to me. "What else did you find out?"

I said nothing and just shook my head, hanging it low.

"We'll see what Coran can find out," Blue murmured, sitting down next to me.

I lifted my head. "And if that doesn't work?"

"Then we'll try something else." Red also walked over, but he refrained from touching me.

I shrugged off Blue's hand and stood up again, this time walking away from them. My voice was small when I said, "What if there's nothing we can do?"

"Green..." Black stepped towards me.

I spun around to face him. "No, really! What if there's nothing we can do? I don't want to go through this again, Black! Not again! Never again."

I tried hard not to let my tears run down my face, but one escaped my barrier. Before it could hit the ground, Yellow caught it in his big hands. "Just trust us, and we'll all get through this."

Abruptly I turned away from them all and took a couple steps towards my door, or the entry to my mind scape. "Tell me you won't do anything rash." I froze at Black's words. "Promise us."

Purposefully ignoring his plea, I turned around, finally letting the tears fall. "I just want my paladin back. Is that too much to ask for?"
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Pidge POV

I halted at the voice over the speaker. It seemed familiar.... And then I had it. It was the woman with the white hair, that had cried when I said I didn't remember her.

I glanced at the robot, wondering what I should do. The voice and feeling had led me here, but now I felt...nothing. Nothing at all.

For a second, it felt like I had been abandoned. And then the feeling kept coming back, like I was missing so many pieces of my life--which I was--but I was missing them even when I had my memories.

Like a...person...or....maybe, family?I rubbed my head and glared at the floor. I felt like I was trying to put together a puzzle with only a 1/4 of the pieces.

I stared back at the robot and its eyes seemed to follow me again. It wasn't a bad thing, but it just seemed like they had a protective look to them. I felt safer for a couple of minutes, until I heard the pounding of boots outside the door.

"Hurry and open it!"

"I'm trying, but she has specific people programmed out of it."

I heard grunting, and decided to find a place to hide.

"You mean you." The statement was probably said with a raised eyebrow and a straight face.

The two voices outside were silent before the one apparently trying to get in muttered, "Shut up, Keith." I kept looking for a hiding spot and my eyes locked on a shelf nearby. I started to creep my way there.

A new, exasperated voice came in. "Move aside, you two."

"What are you going to do?" Asked the voice that was now known as Keith.

"I made her put my hand print on the scanner so that I could come in."

"What, like a parent does sometimes with their kids' phones? Wanting to know that password and all that?" That voice was the one that had been trying to open the door, and there was a hint of a snicker in his voice.

"Exactly. You have a problem with that?" The voice turned dangerously cold, and I could picture the other two freezing at it.

I let out a small laugh, and then cut it short as the door slid open.

"Woah. What a mess." They came in and started to look around, letting me get a good look at them. I was willing to bet that the leader, Shiro, I  think his name was, was the one who had his hand print on the scanner as well. The other two were harder, but I pegged the voice that had mentioned the mess as the taller one, and also the one trying to get the door open. That left the other as Keith.

They glanced up from searching when another set of footsteps came down the hallway.

"Have you guys found her?" said the voice, and a tall, big guy walked in.

"No," said Keith. My gaze swung back to them, and I froze when I only saw three. Shouldn't there have been four? I had just come to a conclusion when big hands grabbed me and dragged me from my hiding place.

"Yes," said the voice holding me.

"Let go of me!" I yelled, and kicked backwards, hoping to hit him in the leg. Unfortunately, he was in armor with black accents, and had raised me into the air eight as I had kicked, so I only hit him harmlessly in the chest plate.

He started walking to the still open door, the others following. I fought all the way, but it did nothing. Eventually when we got to the cells, I had given up and was hanging limply from his arms.

The cell door opened for him and he set me in, but far enough away from the opening that I couldn't make a run for it.

The door shut again and they walked out, only glancing back when they got to the door.

The lights also shut off when they left, so I assumed that it was the equivalent of nighttime.

I shrugged and laid down on the floor. When I opened my eyes again, I saw I was in the star place again. Same five stars glowing brightly in the sky, same brighter gleam to the green on. Trying to find similarities, I looked to my left and sighed.

Same mystery woman who called herself Green.

She approached me faster than last time, like since I knew she was there she could throw caution to the wind.

"Pidge, you have to listen to me!"

"Oh, like I listened to you before and then landed back in my prison with the door open? You said you would be there! Where were you?" Just like last time, tears fell down my cheeks, and were mirrored on hers.

Where mine had emotion behind them, though, her's just seemed like part of an emotionless mask that she put on. Like a wall.

"I told you I would be in another form. You were just too block headed to realize it."

"Why can't you just save me the confusion? I'm so done with people being so cryptic with what they tell me."

The emotionless wall dropped.

Pity.

That's what was behind it.

"Katie-"

"Who's Katie? I thought you said my name was Pidge! Not only can people not seem to give me straight answers, they can't even tell me the truth. Who am I? Stop hesitating and just tell me who I am!" I surprised myself by practically screaming the last part.

There it was. The wall. The thing that I just couldn't seem to get past to find my answers.

Heavy sighing came, and she looked up from the 'ground.'

Her voice was quiet, almost as quiet as when I had lost her yesterday.

"I can show you some of your memories. But I'm worried that if I show you too many, you'll go mad. Not this version of you. The real version."

She turned around, and I followed her, not wanting to get lost in this place. I don't know how long we walked for.

Seconds, minutes, hours.

We walked into a tunnel looking thing with what looked like movies playing in three foot by three foot screens on the the walls.

No, not movies.

Memories.

There were ones that even if I did have my memories back, I shouldn't remember, like the day I was born, and the first few years of my life.

It looked like every screen represented a day of my life. And if that was true, then we must have walked by hundreds before the woman stopped in front of one of them.

It depicted a younger me, maybe 10 years old. I was kneeling next to a boy, probably around 15, and playing with a puppy.

It was weird, because instead of being in first person, so from my eyes, it was like there had been a camera hovering by my shoulder for all of my life.

Even though their mouths were moving, no sound was coming out. You could tell we were happy, though.

More tears ran down my cheeks. I had no idea why, I couldn't remember this, and it wasn't an event to be crying over.

The woman suddenly turned around and noticed my tears. She gave me a small smile. "Time to go."

Numbly, I nodded, and when I opened my eyes again, I was back in the glass cell. I touched my cheeks and felt tears.
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