Well, that night wasn't exactly the best night I ever had. As a matter of fact, it was the WORST night I ever had. And honestly, I'll never have a night like that ever again. Well, I HOPE that will never happen again.

I couldn't sleep a lot that night. At best, I could sleep for half an hour. Thats how bad it hurt. To know what I mean, imagine that you're in a room. Got it in your head? Now imagine that everywhere is covered with blades. And you couldn't move without the blades are cutting you're skin. Thats how bad it hurt.

After I woke up for what seems the tenth time, i lifted myself up as I started to cough. I stopped several minutes later to see Cyrus standing there. I jumped just as I saw him.

"W-W-What're y-y-you doing here?" I inquired, feeling heat rise to my cheeks. 'Oh no... I'm blushing again.' I thought.

"Oh... I'm here because Mark asked me to. He was here, but he told me that he had an errand to run. And so, I accepted." he replied. I turned away, deep in thought.

Neither of us spoke for some time. I broke the silence with "Do you ever think about the past and wish you could change it? It sounds weird, but I can't really relate since I have Amnesia."  I said.

He sighed. "Actually, I wouldn't," he replied, "The last time I saw you, I took you outside of the fortress you were in. And the guards found it out, and so I was supposed to be executed." I blushed at this.

"But you got in the way and defended me, so I was exiled. All of my memories with you are the reason I joined you." he finished. He linked his hands behind his head as he leaned back. He closed his eyes. "I could never fight against you." He laughed.

I sighed, leaning back on the bed. I feel like I can sleep well tonight.

The next morning dawned. I got up, feeling great. I felt as if I was ever poisoned in the first place. I ran to Mark an tackled him. He was surprised. At that I was much hyper than normal. Or that I tackled him hard for him to yelp.

"Oh! I'm sorry!" I shouted after I lifted myself up. I put my hand out. He took it, and I pulled him to his feet.

"Its okay. At least we know that you're okay now." he groaned. He swiped off the dirt that was on his clothes.

We walked into the center room, only for Gwen to tackle me. "I was so worried that you were gonna die." she squeaked, hugging me tighter. "I can't loose you gain."

"Its alright." I replied. I hugged her back. "You'll never loose me or Mark ever again."

"If you're ready then," Mark interjected, "Then lets continue towards Peter"

And for once in my life, I couldn't take Mark seriously, so I laughed furiously, causing several to raise their eyebrows.