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"Not much," Ethan admitted. "I can use a sword, I have a buffed up body, so I know I'm some kind of warrior. I don' remember my past. I need more time." He kissed her again and returned to his room. He fell asleep again, hoping he could subconsciously recall his past.

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Ethan saw a moonlit, forest road. He was running down it, though he knew not from. He was crying, and his breath was short. He saw two things in quick flashes. One, a girl's body. She had deep gashes, and she was obviously dead. Who she was, he didn't know. He then saw a scene of a double impalement, and a man who was old but young as well motioning away vigorously. Perhaps telling him to run. He turned and saw something jump at him. He awoke ad screamed. What the hell was that?! He shook his head and thought it over. Road, road leading to house....house....house....His house! He was running from his house? He grabbed his head and tried to remember more. Creatures...of legend....attacked his family....why? He hit a brick wall and shook his head. He was slowly getting a picture, but it was undeveloped, if it had even been snapped yet. He left his room and sat at the table, glad that he was at least wearing pants. He grabbed pitcher of water and drank some. There was a lot about him he didn't know.

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Ethan looked up. "Sorry. Bad dream." In truth, he knew it was a peek into his past. That terrible thing that happened to his family, but for some reason not to him, was his past. He shook his head. Why wasn't he dead? If it was a slaughter, how had he survived? "I'll be fine," he siad, turning to Samantha. "I don't know what happened to me, but its starting to come back to me." He shook his head. "I'm going for a walk. " He got up, threw on a shirt, and grabbed his sword off the wall. He attached his scabbard to his back, and put the sword in. He then left the house. He didn't want to bother Jenny and Samantha with this.

Ethan turned to her. "Sorry, babe. But, I have to do this alone." He rubbed the side of her face once, then walked away. He tried to remember some more. Tried to recall the whole scene from that night. I was...with my girlfriend at the time...her name was Jenny, but it wasn't the Jenny in there. Suddenly....there were monsters everywhere. We were attacked...and I couldn't save her. My family died, and my grandfather and I escaped. He fought and died with a werewolf chieftain, and I escaped. Then, I was captured. He couldn't remember anything after that. He leaned against a wall and tried to recall anymore, but he couldn't. Suddenly, he heard something. It was a vampire, and he was coming straight at him. Ethan remembered the dream vision, and he stood his ground. He drew his sword and assumed a stance that he had taken countless times. The vampire leaped at him, and Ethan stabbed it in the gut with the sword, impaling it. It clawed him across the face, and Ethan punched it back. He removed the sword and decapitated it, then atched as it bled on the ground. "Serves you right." He spit on it, then walked back toward his house.

Ethan entered his house and sat at the table. He was pretty bummed that he couldn't remember a lot. He was getting close, but it remained just out of reach. He tossed his sword on the wall mount and laid his head down.

Ethan leaned back in the chair. "I lived on a farm with my family. Had a girlfriend at the time. Vampires and werewolves raided the farm. Killed my parents and girlfriend. My grandfather and I escaped. He and a werewolf chieftain died on each other's sword. I ran, and was attacked. I don't remember anything after that."

Ethan tried to remember. He conjured up him being a slave. "I was captured and kept as a slave." He tried to go beyond that. He got that he was leaving. "I think I was allowed to go to the bar on break from being a slave." He kind of liked Samantha massaging his shoulders. "That's all I can really remember."

Ethan looked up and met her eyes. "Yes. Almost immediately after the party, I began to lose my memory. Simultaneously, I developed an attraction to Jenny, and went so far as to try and court her. I began to remember our love, however, and snapped out of it. Now, I'm just trying to remember everything." He massaged his temples as he began to try and remember things.

Ethan thought about it. "Well, I know she might be dsperate enough to try it. But, it's hard to believ she could. I don'tthink she did it." He wondered if she could have, however. "Nothing happened between the two of us. I didn't cheat on you, just so you know." He gave her a charming smile.

Ethan got up and put his arms around Samantha. "I didn't. I love you way too much to ever cheat on you." He leaned down and kissed her deeply on the lips. "I swea upon my life that I never did anything with Jenny. I was about to, but something happened that prevented it. Then, I remembered how much I love you." He held her gently. "You're my true love, Samantha. And no spell wll ever change that."