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the more reliable brain at the moment.”  Buddy looked at the windows above, hoping the men who were watching would see this as a plea to let him leave the room as quickly as possible. 
    “I'm not sure what you mean.  Are you saying that they found me infected with some sort of,” he paused for dramatic effect, “space sickness?”
    “Space now?  Look pal, I think this has--”
    “Perhaps I can prove to you that you and I were old chums.”
    “I don't see how that's possible, but--”
    “Oh, I've got it.  Your origin story!  You never tell anyone your origin story.  No one, that is, except your old pal.”
    “Origin story?”
    “Yes. The story of how you found out about your ability.”
    “My ability?”
    “Your incredible feats of strength.  Is it possible this too has been erased from your memory?”
    Buddy looked up to the windows again, “I'm sorry guys, I can't do this anymore. This is nonsense.”  He began walking to the door.
    “Nonsense?” Zero yelled.  He looked across the room at the table his lunch had been placed on.  The tray of food lifted off the table and flew across the room, hitting the wall.  “Is it possible for you to label that as nonsense?”
    Buddy hastened his speed toward the door, while staring at the tray as it clattered to the ground. He turned around and pulled on the door, trying to open it.  It was locked from the outside.  He yelled out for the door to be opened.  A loud buzzing filled his ear and quickly shifted into a sharp squeal.  Buddy fell to his knees.  The world turned a hazy shade of purple, disorienting him. 
    He looked at Zero and wondered where he was, why the man standing over him looked both angry and concerned at the same time, and what he was doing on the floor.  The door behind him opened and Agents Kent and Parker entered.  They picked Buddy up from the floor and dragged him out of the room.  The world slowly came back into full focus.  Zero called after them to Buddy.
    “Something is wrong, old chum!  You must remember. Remember me, remember the team.  Damon's back, Buddy, you must remember!”
    Buddy was assisted in walking up the stairs to the observation room and placed in a chair.  He looked up at the gentlemen who had pulled him out of the room below.
    “What's going on?  Where am I?”  Buddy asked.
    “You're fine, Mr. Jackson,” said Agent Kent.  “Perfectly fine.”  He looked at Agent Parker who was staring intently at Buddy.
    Buddy also looked at the man staring at him and noticed his dark unforgiving eyes.  He couldn't remember why, but something about this man struck a fear within Buddy's heart that made him want to run.
     

 
    CHAPTER 9
     
    Buddy walked out of the hospital feeling he had forgotten something important.  He walked down the steps to the sidewalk and was greeted by Alexa Rose.  Buddy looked at the young woman in confusion.  He then found himself staring at her.  She was gorgeous.  Her long blond hair reached down--
    “Hey, champ.  You awake in there?  Did you do it?”
    Buddy blinked his eyes and looked at Alexa again.  He now remembered who she was, but was having difficulty remembering what she expected of him.  “I'm sorry, you're Alexa, right?”
    “Uh. . . yeah.  You just left me about half an hour ago.  Not too many people forget me that quickly.”
    “Right. . . sorry, mind's feeling a little fuzzy at the moment.”
    “Okay. . . so you ready to go?  We're kinda working on a tight schedule here.”
    “Oh yeah, that's right.  I was supposed to go talk to that guy, wasn't I?”
    “What?  You haven't done that yet?  What have you been doing for the last half hour?”
    “Well, umm. . . .I'm not sure.”
    “You didn't happen to run into a couple of Feds while you were in there, did you?”
    “Yeah, that's right, Agents uhh. . . Kent and Parker, but I don't remember--”
    “Dangit.  okay, we've got to get you back to HQ.  First, gimme the pen you've got in your