| How long can you stand the pain? How long will you hide your face? How long will you be afraid?

| Song: Let it burn, Red

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Lisa's P.O.V.

It took us until the next day to find Hans. Jorge had booked an hotel and the rest of the day he and Brenda spend calling a few different people, trying to find Hans.
Finally after we had already eaten our dinner they found an adress.
We decided to go find him the next morning.

It was early when we left the hotel. The morning air was cold and made me pull me jacket closer around me. Somehow my stomach was aching and my hands were sweaty. Whatever was going to happen today, I was nervous for it to go down.

We got into a cab and drove to Hans his adress. After almost half an hour we finally got out of the car.
Jorge led us into a building and knocked on the apartment doors.
I took a deep breath, clenching my hands at my side.

A woman opened the door and upon hearing our question she kept repeating she had never heard of an Hans. Until finally a grey-haired man with a wide jaw came walking into the hall. He studied us for a second. 'Let them in,' he then said in a raspy voice.

I stepped inside and threw a glare at the man we had sought so desperatly. Suddenly his eyes widened. 'Can't be...' he whispered.
I frowned and quickly made my way after the others, my stomach aching again by merely looking at him.
The woman led us into the kitchen were we sat around a table.
Hans came walking in and took a seat as well. His gaze focused on me.
I shifted in my seat. It almost seemed like he knew me, and it scared me, especially because I made the choice not to return my memories. What a coincidence would it be if someone from my past would decide to show up.

But Hans said nothing to me and turned his attention to Brenda. 'It's good to see you're okay, Brenda,' he said. 'You too, Jorge. But I'm not in a mood to catch up. Why don't you just tell me what you want.'
'I think you know the main reason we're here,' Brenda replied and nodded towards me, Minho and Thomas. 'But we also heard that Wicked has put a bounty on your head. We need to hurry and do this, and then you need to get out of here.' Hans shrugged off the last part and turned his attention to me and the two boys. 'You've still got the implants, do ya?'
I nodded, determined to get it over with and get away from this man. I couldn't shake the feeling that we had known each other, which meant I wanted nothing to do with him.

'I just want the implant out of my head but without getting my memories back,' Thomas said.
Hans studied him for a couple of seconds then nodded. 'For you and the other guy I can do that.' Then he turned his gaze to me and I felt shivers crawl down my spine. 'As for you...that's a different story.'

'What? Does that mean you can't help her?' Minho asked, panic sounding through his voice.

'What do you mean?' I asked, my voice treming.

Hans sighed and rubbed his eyes. 'You don't have your memories so it's difficult to explain.'
I stood up, suddenly determined. 'Don't talk about the past. Can you help me or not?'
Hans looked at me with surprise, then his gaze turned sad. 'I'm sorry but if you want nothing to do with your memories then I'm afraid I can't help you.'
I took a shaky breath and nodded then.
Hans studied me before standing up as well. 'Give me five minutes to prep.' And he disappeared in a room.

I turned around and walked into the kitchen, leaning against the sink. 'Lisa? Are you okay?' Thomas asked.
I couldn't look at them so I just nodded while keeping my gaze on the dirty dishes on the sink.
Suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was Brenda, forcing me to look at her. 'Listen, I know you want nothing to do with your past. But...' she hesitated, then took a deep breath. 'I knew you, before all of this and what you did. It wasn't all bad.'

I stared at her. My stomach twisting and turning inside of me. 'I don't care if what I did was right or wrong, I'm sure that whatever I have done I did it with a good reason but I-' I cut myself off and let my eyes wonder to Minho.
He stared back, a curious but encouraging expression on his face.
'I can't be distracted,' I said, turning back to Brenda. 'I need all my attention to defeat Wicked, to destroy them for everything they did to us. I can't deal with any kind of distractions.'

The room went silent, everyone stared at me, and the sudden weight in my chest was becoming unbearable.

'It's your choice,' Brenda whispered, 'no one here will force anything upon you. Just know that there is more to life than defeating Wicked.'

I stared at her and gave a curt nod. 'I just can't afford to think like that,' I mumbled.

But before she could reply Hans entered the room again. 'I'm all set, who's first?'
Thomas stood up. 'I'll-' He stopped in his tracks, the words dying on his tongue. He just stood there, completely frozen.
'Thomas?' Brenda said, taking a step towards him.
'I can't let you do this,' he spoke. His voice was empty and he seemed to be far away.
My heart skipped a beat as I realised what was going on. My warning died away on my lips as Thomas suddenly jumped forwards, his hands at Hans his throat.

'I can't let you do this!' He yelled, his grip on Hans' throat tightning.

Minho and Jorge reached him at the same time and pulled him of the man. I ran to Hans and helped him stand, he was coughing trying to catch his breath.
He nodded a thanks at me before his attention turned back to Thomas who was fighting with both Minho and Jorge.
He pushed Minho away and hit Jorge in his face, whose nose immediately started bleeding. 'I can't let you do this! I can't let you!' Thomas kept screaming.
It was like Wicked controlling him made him stronger than he could ever be on his own.

I ran towards him and tackled him on the ground.
He kept on kicking and hitting. 'I can't let you do this!'
'Shut up!' I screamed while struggling with him. 'Fight it Thomas, fight it!' But as I looked into his eyes I knew it was hopeless.

'Keep him still!' Hans yelled.

But suddenly Thomas punched my head and knocked me aside.
A small scream left my lips as I was thrown aside. The world was spinning around me and my vision was blurry. I heard screams and the sound of a knife being drawn.

'Thomas don't.'
'Hold him!'
'I can't let you do this!'
'HOLD HIM!'

I tried to stand up, blinking rapidly to get the blur away before my eyes. Finally my view became slightly sharp as I noticed Minho on top of Thomas, who was still struggling. Hans who put a needle in the possessed boy his arm and Brenda who held a knife tightly in her hand while Jorge was holding his shirt against his still bleeding nose.
I watched Thomas go limp from whatever was in that needle.
A soft groan left my lips as the world started spinning around me again and I stumbled on my feet.

Minho rushed over to me, putting his hands on my shoulders to keep me steady. 'Are you okay?'

I nodded slowly. 'He's got a great punch.'

Hans and Jorge carried Thomas into the room Hans had disappeared in earlier.

Standing up with Minho his help I stumbled after them and watched them put him on a bed with one of those masks above it, just like at the Wicked facility.
I must have looked scared because Hans took one look at me and said: 'Relax, you can watch if you want to see if I don't do anything to hurt him.'

I slowly shook my head and took a few steps backwards. 'I need some air,' I whispered and made my way out of the apartment and unto a small balcony.

I grabbed the railing while squinting my eyes against the sun. My heart was beating violently in my chest and as much as I tried to gain control over my breathing I couldn't.
I was breathing faster and faster, suddenly too much pressure on me.

A hand landed on my shoulder and suddenly the feeling was gone.
I took one deep breath and tried to steady myself.

'Are you with me?' It was Minho.

I looked up at him and tried to smile but failed miserably. 'I just-' I pushed my hair behind my ear. 'I just need a pause.'
He frowned. 'From Hans?'
I laughed lifelessly. 'From life.'
Minho smiled slightly. 'Yeah, that wouldn't be so bad.'
I sank down on the floor and leaned my head against the cold steal of the bars that surrounded the balcony. Minho kneeled down next to me, his leg pressing against mine and my skin burned at the contact.

'You know...I never really thought about the past. Who I was. Who we were to each other. I never wondered because I never had to,' I whispered, filling up the heavy silence that had fallen between us.

Minho looked up at me, his eyes burning into mine, leaving me feeling exposed and almost naked.

'But now I've been asked to remember who I was twice in, what, a week?' I stared at Minho, all my thoughts flashing through my head and no matter how hard I tried I couldn't get a grip on them. 'There are so much more important things than the past!' I suddenly yelled, then winced as pain shot through my skull. My hands shit up to my head as I pushed them against my temples.

Suddenly Minho reached out and took my hands in his, taking them away from my head.
I let him, keeping my eyes on his face as I watched him take a deep breath and then look back at me. It was hard to breath with his eyes locked on mine and suddenly I wondered what would happen if I just leaned in...

I would never find out as suddenly the door to the balcony was opened.
Looking up I saw Brenda, her eyes focused on our entangled hands. Then she coughed and gestured towards the living room. 'Thomas is done.'

We entered the living room and I took a deep breath as I watched Brenda, Jorge and Hans sit on the bench. Thomas sat in a chair, bandage around his head.

'How are you feeling?' I asked.
He nodded at me, offering me a slight smile. 'I'm okay.'
I smiled weakly and then turned to Hans. As our eyes locked I felt uncertainty wash over me, taking all the things I had known to be true away. I had to do this, or Wicked would forever be stuck inside my head. Still it scared me to death to think about the dark days of my past.

'Tell me,' I ordered.

Hans frowned.

'Tell me everything I need to know to get Wicked out of my head,' I said, more calm this time.

He stared at me for a couple of seconds and nodded then. 'You might want to sit down.'

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Lisa her past is about to be revealed! I am so happy this chapter is here, now I can finally show you guys what I have in mind for Lisa her future. All will be revealed this wednesday! So be sure to keep your eyes open for the update.

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