Not About Ian

"You lost your memories?"

"Why? How?"

Both Ian and Ash asked simultaneously as they looked at Louis.

"I don't know.. Maybe it was a backlash for overusing my powers.. Or a side effect from trying to cure Lucas.. "

Louis looked down helplessly as he thought about their question. It was a question that he himself was dying to know the answer of.

"What happened next?"

Ian asked.

"The next time I opened my eyes, I was inside a prison like cell, along with Lucas. And with no memory of the past."

"So the slave traders somehow got to you two while you were unconscious?"

Ian wondered what kind of shitty luck one needed to have such a thing happening to them. Just imagine, a being powerful enough to be called saint, someone whom King's and Queens bowed to, had their memory snatched away from them and was left with a kid too small to know about the dangers of the world.

"They had already placed a restricting collar on me by then, eliminating any chance of my powers returning to me."

Ian rem