• I get up.
    As I get up I notice I am already wearing things... Boots, jeans and a plain pink shirt. The man and women must have put them on me while I was unconscious… That or I was already wearing them…
    The woman has brown curly hair, is approximately 1.7 metres tall, 57 kilograms in mass, tight blue jeans, has a plain white shirt, has a ruby necklace, and has flats on.
    The man has short, straight, black hair, has loose black jeans, a white punk shirt, is approximately 1.8 metres tall, has boots on, and wearing is gardening gloves.
    The woman sighs and says, “Finally, jeez… So, what’s your name?”
    “I… ” I think for a moment “don’ really have one…”
    “C’mon mate ya just gotta have one! That or you ‘ave amnesia! Like you would, though,” This time it was the man speaking.
    “I guess I have amnesia, then.”
    “’Kay, then. Howzabout we think one up for ya?”
    “I don’t see why not. Thanks.” I reach out my hand.
    He reaches for mine. We shake.
    “How do you like... Florence?”
    “Honey, don’t give him a gay name...” The woman retorted.
    “’Kay... How about...” The man ‘screwed up’ his face thinking.
    “What about Dude. I mean, it’s what we called him first so I’m guessing he’s guessing that’s his name...”
    “That sounds pretty logical... And yeah, it’s true” I did think that that was my name. I chuckled for a bit.
    Suddenly a Minotaur jumps over the house and lands in front f us all. My first and only reaction is to kill it but I didn’t know how, when all of a sudden it feels as if a million tiny hands reach out of my eyes and freeze all the water particles in the Minotaur’s body instantly killing it. The man and woman stare at me in shock.
    “What was that for?! He was our friend! To think we tried to help you for nothing.” It was the man who spoke and with anger he spoke with. A lot of anger. “He... actually she... said that they would only come to warn us.”
    “It’s true...”
    It was at that moment I knew that they had rejected me. I didn’t know how but the next thing I knew I was flying with incredibly strong, yet small, whirlwinds coming out of my feet.
    “If your part of the elder’s army then go back to Russia where you belong. It’s only 70 miles north.”
    I followed their orders... after incinerating them for rejecting me, of course.