The past couple of days had been a tremendous nightmare for Ashe. Literally. Three days’ time to her was over three years’ time in reality. All at once she had to cope with the loss of her most important teenage years, friends, and significant other. Not to mention her own family who had abandoned her for unknown reasons. It seemed as though the past was all a dream now, for there were no remnants of it at all in sight. The only proof that her life wasn’t a lie was being clenched tightly in her right hand: A bag of a few belongings she had on her at the time of the blackout, that of which she could just barely recall, and it only gets worse from there. What was a dream…what was real…? she asked herself, pounding her brain relentlessly trying to get a grasp on that horrid night. Something happened, but what was truth?
A nurse from the hospital she had been kept in for most of her slumber held Ashe steady as she stepped out into the morning light. She was being led into a plain looking white van used to carry patients from point A to B when they had no transport resources of their own. She sat in the back seat alone, eyes to the floor, as the door closed. Shortly after they were on their way to a place called Unova Preparatory Academy, described to her as “A prestigious and wonderful place for you to continue your academic studies!” She was quite obviously not into the pep talk with her current situation.
Staring blankly between the floor and her own lap, a string of thoughts, pictures, and little pieces of mental evidence began to piece themselves together. Things were beginning to make sense, but she was missing something. A key fragment of information as to why she was in the hospital. For whatever reason, that was being held from her. Well, the nurses and doctors claimed to not know why she was brought in, but did they really expect her to believe that? To her, it was just an excuse to buy time before she was sent off to this ‘prestigious’ academy. She furrowed her eyebrows in deep thought and frustration, pressing her teeth tensely together. “Hnngh…” she growled, completely out of her character. The abrupt sound that erupted from her was far deeper than she thought her own voice could go. Out of reaction she grabbed at her throat with her left hand. Something was wrong here…
After what seemed like another three years, the generic looking van came to a halt and she was escorted out. Ashe looked back in the direction of the vehicle and saw her bag sitting in the seat next to hers. Her heart felt like it caved for a moment. Those items were the only things holding her to the past life she no longer lived. In a hurry she jogged back to grab the plastic sack before catching up to the escort once more. Too much was going through her mind to take in the beautiful view from outside of the school. Perhaps she’d get to appreciate it at a later time. Her head did finally level out upon entering the structure, however. What she walked into, she assumed, was the Infirmary. There was a single bed off to the side of the room and a few chairs. Subconsciously she went to occupy the bed, sitting on it and putting the bag she held on the floor next to it. Her legs were still shaky because of the lack of energy from simple hospital eating schedules. Before long they had checked her up and let her idle for a while, deeming her fine to attend the school. As time passed for whatever she was supposed to be waiting for, she dozed off into a light sleep. I never wanted to sleep again, but...

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……wolves…
In a slightly frantic manner, Ashe shot up from her nap with a sharp inhale as if she were trying to escape someone’s grasp. As she calmed herself, her hand swept across her forehead and brows to rid herself of the cold sweat that built there. In the next moment, she swung her legs down so her feet met the floor. It was at this time that she noticed the person standing near the door, looking at her. She seemed to have a nice aura around her, but Ashe could hardly see anything in her current state. “What?” she said sharply, almost in a yell. Up righting herself so quickly a second ago had made her dizzy, to which she held her head in her hands, rubbing her temples ever so slightly. It didn’t help much but anything would do at this point.

Ashe shook her head clasped between her hands, rubbing her fingers into her temples before lowering her hands into her lap. The tips of her fingers slid along the smooth material of the skirt she wore until they met her knees, slightly exposed to the dim lighting of the room. An empty gaze rose to meet the eyes of the woman who stood before her. There was a hint of relief that overwhelmed Ashe as she realized it was not a doctor looking to poke her with needles or something close to that sort of thing. “It was not you.” she responded before looking her up and down. She had seen this woman once before somewhere. As she narrowed her eyes onto the woman’s face, it could have easily been mistaken for a glare due to her sleepy, dark, almond shaped eyes. There was only one possible place she could have seen this woman from. But before Ashe could pester her, she was thrown a question. “I do not.” She answered bluntly, rising to a stand. “You are an instructor here, correct? I have seen an image of you in the brochure for this place.”
With that said, she took a slow, careful stride pass the stranger to the sink at the corner of the room. As she walked by, the lock she had on the woman’s eyes broke and went directly towards her destination. Upon her reaching the faucet, she turned the cold water onto low and cupped her hands beneath it, letting it spill over the rim of her fingers. I remember now, something to do with wolves… she thought, nearly losing herself. She had just grabbed another piece to the puzzle that was her complicated situation. But something was still off. That key she was looking for was still nowhere in her mind. But wolves…that thought was carried off to a vault deep inside of her for further investigation. For when she actually had the time to think about it. “Damn it.” she growled beneath her breath, but audible enough for the stranger behind her to hear. Simultaneously, she clenched her fists, watching the water empty from them and splash against the sink below.