C18 Annie Greenwood

Walking inside a large mansion that would cover one whole city if large enough. Looking at the surrounding areas of what’s in sight, the walls looked as if they were painted with gold and the scent was the complete opposite. The scent reminded me of cigarette ashes and a heavy stink of vodka. It wasn’t normal.

“Is this her home?” I asked. Richard just ignored my question. Going upstairs, Rich then stops at a halt and looks at me.

“Don’t be afraid Mike, the woman you keep dreaming about won’t ever hurt you. That’s a promise.” Rich said as we began walking upstairs and then down a long dark and death screaming hallway. We then stopped at a door at the very end of the hall and Rich knocked on the door.

“Hey, Mike’s here like you wanted to see.” Said Rich. Ok, this must be someone who Rich works for.

“Come in Richard and as well as you too Michael.” Said the woman. Opening up the door, I see a light flash before my eyes.

“Melody.” The woman said softly. This isn’t making sense, this feels like it was something I was once named. Why? What's going on here? Am I in a repeat of history? or is this the death of me all over again?

The light then disappeared and I found myself sitting next to Rich and being stared at by the same elderly woman, Rich, Derek and Akashore who I thought I shouldn’t even remember my past. What’s going on here?

“My dear Michael, my rude behavior for not introducing myself.” The elderly woman said. Standing up and walking up to Akashore first and glared at him.

“It’s up to Michael to try and remember his past and to remember who we are to him. You may not feel proud of your past with how you two lived together back at home but it’s time to move on and start fresh when he remembers.” The elderly woman said. Looking at Akashore who then looked down at the floor in shame. The elderly woman then walked over to me and sat down beside me.

“My name is Annie Greenwood. The first Greenwood of what you once remembered the world as ‘Halloween Island’.”

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“Annie Greenwood?”

“Yes and I was once related to you.”

“How so?”

“Well I was your Grandmother, the head, or at least over watcher of Greenwood Clan Family of purebloods.” So Miss.Greenwood is my Grandmother? She looks like she was my actual Grandmother's age!

“Well I’m old to be fair.” I guess I never got away with stuff since she reads minds…

“No it’s not that, but you were a good child so don’t worry.” She smiles small and takes my hand.

“Tom is trying to use you for things I can’t understand why he’d get into. He wants your body for beauty dear, his sick twisted obsession for good looks has caused death tolls to get higher than ever and then you were born with your sister Elizabeth. Do you want to see what you used to be?”

“Yeah sure.”

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Seeing these memories doesn’t change my heart or mind like I’ve evolved but it does give me a better perspective on life. My name though wasn’t mentioned, who am I? Or better yet…who was I? I was the first witch, but it looked like a different world like a different universe like I never belonged in the world I lived in for the life I do remember. Why, though? Why am I so lost in a shadow of a memory?

“Because it’s too soon to tell your name, but don’t worry it’ll happen.” Grandma says then walks me out and I’m alone. I hear Rich downstairs talking to someone. I’ll go and find out. I go downstairs and it's an ugly bald guy who makes me fear greatly but I know something is off he looks at me and walks away. Rich just sighs and rubs the back of his head.

“Don’t worry I told him your memories aren’t back yet so he can’t hurt you.”

“I know what he wants.”

“What’s that?” He asks.

“My body as a host.” I say to him, Rich stands there just thinking about those words. Yes, a host body he wants as he wants to be beautiful and the memories I saw even though I don’t know my name yet he wants to gain immortality and give it to his people too. However what I know with that is immortality doesn’t work like that. You can die, I don’t know why I can’t die, but with these circumstances, I can’t risk going to war. If my past serves me, Tom was supposed to be executed, but escaped prison with his sister who was not in on his stupidity. She’s as normal as me, but aside from all that–Rich and I need to go now and fast because Tom smells funny and not in a good way either.

“Let’s go Mike.” Rich says then we flash out.

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“Are you sure Mike?”

“Yeah Annie told me.” I explain to them. Akashore just rubs the back of his head. His eyes darkened.

“I’ll protect you.” He says then walks to the door.

“Even if death has to pull me back.” Akashore says growling then leaves and it causes the door to slam.

“Don’t worry, he’s just nervous and a bit tense.” A voice pops up. Robert teleports in with a pretty lady with blonde hair and silver eyes.

“Hi.” I say awkwardly. She smiles small.

“I’m not surprised that you don’t remember me.”

“I’m sorry, but who are you?”

“I’m Helaine Greenwood, I was your blood related Mother.”

“You look like you could be thirty years old.”

“Believe me sweetheart I’m a lot older. Aside from that, what’s your name?” She asks. I tell her about how I feel as a person then coming straight out.

“You can call me Mike.”

“Oh sweet, my uncle in law’s name was Michael too, but he was a bad man.” She then explains why.

“Michael wants Robert dead?”

“For being the first to awaken, he thinks if Robert, your Father was killed by him, he could be head of the family.” So Michael wants power and Tom wants immortality…okay this is annoying.

“So I’m first of Greenwood? How so?”

“You’re a miracle child, the child that will create Neo Earth.” Neo Earth?

“You see our families were once enemies, but Charles and my sister Hera fell in love and my other sister, the youngest of us three, Calypso fell for Ares.”

“Okay, so they’re I’m assuming his brothers?” I asked.

“Hey there you are!” A voice pops in. A guy in a suit and tie walks in with combed blonde hair and dark blue eyes walks in.

“I knew it, you made it, oh and hey big brother!” The guy hugged Robert and Helaine gently. Looking at me he seems familiar.

“You’re one of the two brothers? Which one?” I asked him.

“I’m second in command of the Blackwood Clan Family, Charles James Blackwood.”

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Charles, I can see him from all those years ago. Why is he back after all these years?

“Charles?” I say just wondering if the energy of who he is to me will come back.

“Yeah, it’s too late.” He just laughs in an awkward way then hugs me.

“No it’s not, I can still remember.”

“There’s one way to.” Charles says.

“How?”

“To relive the memory.” He answers, then everything turns black.

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Opening my eyes, I feel warm. The sunlight breaks through a nearby window and it feels different. Where am I?

“Morning.” Getting up in alert, that voice. It can’t be! Derek? Where or when am I?

“Derek?” I say then going to a nearby room which I remember is a bathroom I feel short. Then I remember, I was born small. In this year, which was a year before I was brought to Hell by Akashore, I was twenty-one years old, but most thought I was a small child because of my height and looks.

“Derek, who am I?”

“Charles didn’t tell you, but I made sure you went into limbo before remembering your past Hon.” Derek said outside.

“Your name is–”

“My name is?”

“Christina Elizabeth Greenwood. Greenwood Clan Family’s leader and heir to the original clan head title.”

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Christina, that’s who I am…why is everything so much the same? Why do I still feel like the same Mike from planet Earth?

“I know it’s hard, but trust me Christina, it’ll be clear one day.” Derek says then everything turns to black.

******

“Chris, it’s me!” Said a voice.

“Where am I? And who are you?” I ask the voice.

“My name’s Elizabeth Greenwood, I’m your twin sister.” She said then it hit me, when I dreamt of death all those times, a girl named Liz came to me. Never knew why…

“Follow my voice Chris, you can do it!” So I follow Liz’s voice and it takes me to bright white light–

“Hey you’re back.” Said Charles who seemed more happy than ever.

“My name.” I said.

“Is?” Asked Charles.

“Christina Elizabeth Greenwood, and I remember everything.”