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"I haven't seen her since she left the room," Aroura replied. She Stepped around the the unconscious but still very alive and annoying Gabriel. Picking up her pace, Aroura walked around a corner of the mansion. A house stood on a squished flower bed. "Locklear? Was that house there earlier?"

(The mansion Synthia called is supposed to be quite a ways away from the Nox one, out in a forest. Just a heads up in case that's the house you mean xD)

Evander walked towards the thing. As he got closer he realized that it wasn't a house, but rather a facade with a door in it. "How did a wall get here?" He wondered aloud. Looking closer, he noticed that the door had the Nox symbol on it, the same one as was on his hand. Grabbing the handle, he swung the door open, expecting to see the rest of the garden. Beyond the door lay blackness, speckled with blue and green swirling particulates. A voice spoke from behind him, "Good, you found the door on your own." He whirled around to see Slender, along with Maskey, Hoddie, Toby, and Kate, standing near the house. Masky spoke again, "The other two inhabitants of this house have already gone through. Only you five remain."

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Aroura wasn't so sure she trusted this door to the unknown. But when Masky spoke, Aroura only heard one thing.
"Wait! Inhabitants? You mean I lived here?" Aroura asked, dumbfounded. She didn't remember living in a house with anyone other then her despicable father. And even if she had lost her memory, she was positive she would have remembered Evander! How could she ever forgot him? Those warm eyes, his deep voice, the feel of his hand in hers, they where things she was pretty sure she would have remembered something!

"No,no." Masky said waving his hands back and forth. Evander noticed that Slender made the same gesture. 'He must be speaking through Masky' He thought. Masky continued, "I did not mean to cause confusion. Both of you came from the world in which we currently reside. I assumed that you had been living in this house with Evander. I'm slightly suprised that you were not actually." Hoodie tugged on Slender's sleeve, whispering to him when he bent over. "Ahh memory loss." Masky said, grimacing. "Nasty business. I can try to sort that out after we depart. Anyway," He pointed at the door. "This will take us to my home. Synthia called it back to its original location with her singing. The Lux won't find you there. You can recover, then we can make plans for this war they have begun."

Synthia was helping patch up John and Andrew's wounds

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"Alright," Aroura said. She was still unsure of the door. She was hopeful she could get the rest of her memory back. And she was looking forward to resting. She turned to Evander, grabbing his hand. "Come with me?"
When he nodded, Aroura stepped forward. She felt a jarring sensation, like she had stepped off of a cliff. Her knees buckled and she almost fell over when they landed. She waited with Evander while the rest of the group came through. When Masky came through, she asked him if she could see Synthia.
"Of course! This way," he said, leading Aroura and Evander down a hallway.

As they walked Evander studied the hall. It was lined with doors, each of which was radicley different. One was a dull blue, with to black stains like eyes. Another was covered in blood, with the words "PISS OFF" carved into it. So it continued on and on, till they reached a bright pink door, with flowers on it. "She's in there. She can't seem to change back from her demon form. It's made her very upset." They entered the room to see Synthia sitting in the corner, black tears streaming down her face. The floor and walls she was sitting against had turned black and looked like it was spreading outwards from her

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Aroura didn't care about the black substance coming from Synthia. She was so happy the girl was safe and sound. Aroura couldn't belief she hadn't been there to make sure Synthia wasn't in any danger.
Aroura walked over and hugged the girl to her. "Hey sweetie, it's okay. It's just taking a little longer, that's all. We'll figure it out."
Evander came over and Aroura watched as they hugged. She wished she had a sibling like that. She knew she didn't have any close relationships like that. She stepped back, letting them have their space.

"If it makes you feel any better," Evander said, stroking the child's head. "I think your horns are pretty." The horns had changed from their original dull brown, to a striking orange with black stripes. "And no matter what you look like, your my sister and I'll always love you."
Synthia gave him a small smile. "Do you really think they look pretty Vany?" Evander nodded smiling. "Now, how about we go see Slendy? He said he could maybe get my memories back. "Ok" she replied, much cheerier now. Evander held out a hand to Aroura. "You coming?"

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Aroura smiled as Evander cheered up Synthia. She thought Synthia's horns were very striking and beautiful, too. When Evander held out his hand to her, Aroura beamed, sliding her slim hand into his larger, warm hand. "Wouldn't miss it for the world!"
Aroura followed Evander as he lead them down another hallway. At the end of the hall stood a black door. White tentacles had been drawn over it. Aroura couldn't decide if the end result was menacing or stunning.
Before Evander had a chance to open the door, it swung open, as though of it's own accord.

"Come in, come in. I assume you want me to try and restore your memories yes?" Masky said from within. He stood beside a desk at which Slender sat. He looked much less menacing in this situation, with his feet up and his suit unbuttoned revealing the white shirt beneath. "Yeah, we were hoping for that." Evander relpied. He couldn't help but wonder what his memories would hold. Did he have some dark secret, or a horrible past? What about Aroura? What if her memories brought thoughts of someone else, in the other world. Did he really want to know? "Please have a seat." Two chairs slid over. "This might take awhile."

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Aroura wasn't sure what her memories would reveal but she was pretty sure something bad happened between her and her father. But that didn't matter. She had to know who she was, where she came from, and most importantly, why she could do what she did. Aroura sat down and leaned forward, eagerness and hesitance raging war inside of her.
"I'm positive." She finally replied.
Slender nodded and placed a tentacle on either side of her head. Aroura closed her eyes, trying to relax as she felt an intelligence invade her mind. She could only assume it was Slender. He poked and prodded at the walls that locked her memories away. Pressure built to an unbearable level. Aroura was just about to cry out when the pressure broke, bring all of the memories with it, like a broken dam. They came with no rhyme or reason.
She was six and she had to hide the bruises daddy had given her.
She was 13 and crying herself to sleep, praying it didn't wake anyone and she'd have to explain it.
She was eight and her dad had just been voted governor.
She was 14 and started taking private lessons, defense classes. Her teacher was a martial artist and saw potential in her, so he taught her to use the bladed fans.
She was 4 and started moving water. Her dad came out of the house and hit her, telling her to never do that again.
She was 18 and her dad had just come to her that night. But this time she was ready. He tried to force himself on her but she held a dagger to his throat. "I'm leaving!" she had told him, "You will promise me right now that you won't stop me and sign this paper agreeing to it. Or I will go to the police with the evidence. You can't deny these." She held out her arms, showing him the bruises he had left there.

"I...I have to go!" Aroura blurted, fleeing the room to find someplace to be alone.

Evander was about to run after her, when Synthia put a hand on his leg. "She needs time to think. Let her have the space." He sighed, the nodded for Sleder to proceed. Soon he could feel Slender's presence in his mind. It didn't hurt, so much as just push. It pushed again and something came loose. The memories began to flow back.
He was born an only child in a rich family. He was given the best of everything. He spent many years training in one of the best medical schools in the country. But his life was far from perfect. His mother and father tried to give him all the attention a young boy needed, but many times were simply to busy. Evander began draw away from the world to play solely with the "Imaginary" he had found in the woods. Mr.Widemouth was his favorite friend. Then one day he followed Mr. Widemouth into a cemetary, and the voices began. As it so happens, Mr. Widemouth's job is to turn children into monsters like him. He had know idea what he had done. The voices drove Evander to the brink of madness. Then suddenly they stopped. It was for him to take the final step into the abyss. He jumped. He was fourteen when he first killed. The memories began to move faster. He saw himself making his outfit. Then kill after kill after kill. More and more blood on his hands. Remove the organs; use them to save another. Another kill. And so it continued for five long years; kill a sinner, take his lifeblood, save an innocent. Then he met Slender. He had been alone in a dark forest, when he suddenly found a small piece of paper . "Always watches, No eyes." As he found more papers, a thing in the dark chased him more fanatically until finally Evander had had enough. He turned and stabbed the thing through the chest with his knife. Needless to say, it did not enjoy this. An all out brawl comensed, with no real victor. The thing took him to a mansion, and offered him refuge. Free stuff? How could he refuse? He soon became good friends with the others there. His life continued happily. Then Slender found her. A young girl, around six, sitting at the bottom of a tree, her mother hung to death in its branches. He brought her back, and Evander vowed to take care of her. As time passed they became closer than any sibling. He was very protective of her, and she adored him for that. So life continued; another kill, more blood, more redemption. Then he met her, and his whole world changed. The memories continued, but Evander was to stunned to think about them. So much blood, so much killing. That couldn't really be who he was, could it?.

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Aroura turned a corner blinded by the tears that threatened to fall. She ran smack dab into Kate
"Whoa," Kate said, steading her. "Where's the fire?"
"I...Is there somewhere quiet I can be?" Aroura asked, trying at non-chalice as she wiped at her eyes. "I don't think I'm feeling alright."
Kate looked at Aroura, almost like she was reading her mind.
"Come with me, dear," She finally said, leading Aroura to a midnight blue door. Kate opened the door, letting Aroura in. The room was beautiful. Simple elegance inspired the décor. The large bed was covered in a blue silk bedspread. Black Asian accents covered the midnight blue walls.
"Get some rest," Kate smiled, then closed the door. Aroura walked over to the bed. She took off her jacket, placing it on the chair by the desk. She unstrapped her fans, leaving those on the nightstand. Then she set about untying her boots. Five minutes later, she climbed between the sheets.

Evander leaned back, shocked at the memories. He was a murderer. A cold hearted killer, using the flesh of his victums to feed his delusions of grandeur. Masky sighed, speaking for himself. "I was afraid of this. Everyone that lives here has made peace with the fact that we are, above all else, killers. Now you have to do it again." The memories continued. He was walking a deserted street, when he found her. He had heard of her before. The woman, reduced almost to an animal, hiding in alleyways, and fighting off anyone who came near with bladed fans. She sat against a wall at the far end. "Go away..." She growled. "Not until you let me help you." Was his reply. She seemed curious. Probably no one had ever offered help before. Reaching out his hand, he waited. After a moments hesitation, she took it.

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Aroura's sleep was plagued by nightmares. She remembered living on her own, sleeping in an alleyway. But anything was better then living with her father. She protected women from sleazy men looking to take advantage of women who where a little tipsy or lost. Anyone who came too close she chased off with her fans.
"Not until you let me help you," he'd said. He'd held out a hand. Something about him made her take his hand. Then she looked into his face.
It was Evander!
Aroura sat upright in bed, letting out a sharp, "LOCKLEAR!"
She had to find him! She jumped out of bed, strapped on her fans, and tugged her jacket on. It would take too much time for her boots so she just picked them up and ran out of the room.

The memories stopped abruptly. 'So I did know Aroura in the other world.' He thought to himself. "Why can't I remember any more." Evander asked. There had to be more, right? "That is a little issue I ran into." Slender began to explain. "It seems as though your memories were removed entirely from that moment onwards." Removed? How could you remove memories? And what happened after that that was important enough for someone to remove? "I'll tell you some of what happened. After you helped Aroura recover, you to were insepreble. When she found out about what it is that most of us do, killing I mean, she seemed very accepting and open minded about it. I remember her saying about my habits, 'well, everyone has to eat.' But I think she secretly wished that you would stop. I don't know what she would say to you in private, but she always seemed upset afterwords. She became close friends with the other woman, and life moved on. Then Masky here found a way that we could possibly return here, to our home. He found that he could, at certain times, bridge the gap between the worlds with one of his machines. You and Aroura volunteered to go. After you two left through a portal Synthia snuck by and jumped in after you. Everything was fine until our signal was interrupted. We lost you three for eight weeks. Apparently whoever took you removed your memories." Evander heard someone running down the hall.

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Aroura threw open the door to Slendy's office and paused. Everyone looked up. Evander's warm brown eyes meet hers.
"Evander!" Aroura cried, dropping her boots and running to him. "I remember you! I remember you!"
She threw herself into his arms. She couldn't believe she had forgotten him! how could she! He was her Evander.

Evander held her close, enjoying the comfort she brought to his soul. Even this phantom memory theif couldn't keep them apart. Speaking softly he said into her ear, "I need to talk to you privately. Walk with me?" She nodded. Evander lead her out of the building into the nearby woods.

After the three had left, Masky turned to Slender. "Master, why didn't you tell them? Why keep it a secret from them?" Slender sighed, pulling a small wooden box from the desk. 'Because child, memory loss changes people. You saw Evander. He was horrified when he learned what he had done. If the loss of memory can cause one of our most willing to kill act like that, what else could it have changed? As much as I would like to, I can't know how my children really feel.' He stared at the items in the box. 'Better for them to relive the moments, than to have them thrust upon them.' He snapped the box shut, returning it to its place. 'I trust you will remain silent on these matters?' "Of course Master." Masky bowed, "All secrets are safe with me."

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(hey did synthia just vanish or something? I'm puzzled as to what's happening so recap?)

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Aroura had grabbed her boots and sat down once they were outside. "Hold on a sec, I gotta put these on if we're gonna walk in the woods."
A few minutes later, she stood up. "Alright. Where should we go? I'm not sure where the Lux are but I don't think they'll be very happy to see us."
Evander shrugged.
"Away from the mansion it is then," Aroura smiled. She wanted to tell him about what had happened to her. She didn't want to lose her memories and have to relieve the pain and tell him why she was so freaked. "So, what did you want to talk about?"