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What Do A Chalice Look Like The miserable circus

With a week-plus delay, because I screwed up the computer, I leave here the next chapter. He has been a chapter longer than normal (to make lol). There is a chapter with lots of chicha, but already have it you will see hehe, but not like what is coming in the next chapter (I hope I do not know if I can in the next, but if not the next, on the other fixed itself). Something that will happen throughout the story completely upside down, something foreshadowed in this chapter but very little .... and so far I can read jejejeje. Well, as always: many thankss to continue reading me!

19 - The time capsule

The years teach much more than unknown days. That's just what I thought Justin sitting on the bed in the room while Stephen had gone to Michael's room to see what the next step in this bizarre investigation. Experience told him that where there was fire, ashes

He offered the box to Brian, who caught it and stared. I still had some dirt on the upper face. He ran his hand to clean up a bit. In the past had been red, judging by the traces of paint that color remaining. Thickness was not more than three fingers. Brian opened the box and glanced at its contents. He took a piece of paper grasping the thumb and forefinger at him with a gesture of astonishment.

- All this for a piece of paper? - Stephen said.

- Yes, and do not complain much because I'm sure that will help. So it is so important - Debb said with a grunt.

- was important not to be closely guarded. Anyone could have found. It is what all children, bury things before returning to remove them over the years, like a ...

- Time Capsule - Justin interrupted quand stared at the box - That it was, the simpler and more absurd is a hiding costs you find it, drop it.

- Thankfully, you will be someone who thinks - Debb said smiling - because you lost your memory but still the same you can not see beyond their own noses.

- Go to where? - Justin asked, frowning.

- Norfolk, Nebraska - said Stephen Leyewe know Brian Kinney.

- Why ... - asked Drew, but something stopped him.

- Why did you brake? - Emmet asked.

The street was cut, a thick plume of black smoke rose into the menacing sky, while a fire crew was busy with a hose to the truck coming in trying to put out the fire that estbsp;

- have burned the restaurant from Michael and Debb - said a woman at his side - Firefighters have more than a quarter of an hour as well.

- Michael and Debb ... - Emmet repeated frowning.

-

Yes, do not know? Excuse me, I thought they were from around here - the woman apologized.

- No, no. We travel & mdash

Then Drew touched his shoulder, indicating that the cars were moving and could already backtrack to get out of this impasse.

- Well, let's go. Nice to have known Mrs. ...

- Hobbs, Mrs. Hobbs - women responded to the hesitation of Emmet.

& nMLXC

- Melanie Marcus? - Justin asked loudly.

- Who is it? - Asked a female voice from the other side of the door.

- My name is Justin Taylor ... - Justin paused for a moment because it was completely blank - I know Debb and Michael, they have sent me here.

- How did you find me?

CHT

- I think we can fix everything that has happened - Justin merely answered, not wanting to say that Stephen was with him.

Melanie stared at him upside down and finally took a step back inviting him to come, to which Justin agreed with a smile. Went straight to the hall which was just the first door on the left. It was not very big, but a large window, which could see the fields surrounding thehome, let in the light and seemed to increase the size of the room. In the middle of the room was a round table with a white cloth appeared to be handmade. Everything in this house was quite rustic. He approached the window and realized that from there he could not see the car.

- What happens? - Melanie asked, puzzled by how he had been standing watching the scenery.

- What was Brian? - Just wonderedin, he could not avoid the temptation to see what it was before I met him, looking nervous Melanie left a pistol on the table.

- Quiet is for security reasons. If I had not trusted you and you would have shot at the door - Melanie said to calm, but not very successfully - How was Brian Kinney? As it was attractive, intelligent, mother fucking whore, but he was selfish, insensitive, arrogant and ... coward - lit a cigarette and exhaled a cloud of smoke that veiled the face.

- Coward?

- If it were, why the hell is largaría leaving us all? - Melanie asked with a cynical smile - Actually I've thought many times and does not surprise me that they leave, he was well.

- But why go after being acquitted of murdering his wife?

- Never was acquitted of all, at least speaking from a viewpoint of court.n knows?

- Do you think he killed his wife? - Justin asked almost in a whisper for fear of knowing the answer. I really did not know if I really wanted to know.

- Honestly I think not, but that we were fucking bitch. She knew that it was pulling me and that would leave me. I sincerely believe he killed himself and manages to blame everything in advance. Was fríay calculator.

- How is it possible to HTMLXC

- Have I told you before ... - Justin replied with raised hands as he watched Stephen approached the door.

Just when I was going to respond Melanie, Stephen knocked on the door.

- Justin? - Asked Stephen.

& nbsp; Melanie's face broke into a moment to hear that voice, a voice for a long time since I heard a voice impossible to forget.

- Justin? Is everything OK? - Stephen asked again.

When again would call Stephen at the door, it opened and a woman after she lunged at him, would not stop kissing him. Those kisses her hair stood on end: baseStephen hugging.

- He is ...

- A good friend - Justin interrupted him - nothing more, a good friend.

- I'm Having A lot of pointing with the gun, but all too careful.

- The next time we enter the two together - Stephen told Justin trying to joke.

- We come to the photos - diwhere Justin sleep, and a marriage that was where Melanie slept normally, and that was where Stephen would too.

Stephen came in and closed the door habitació n Justin and saw that her figure silhouetted on the white curtain, which was becoming darker as it was beginning to get dark.

- What did he say? - Asked Stephen asAs Justin and Melanie were alone in the room. He helped clear the table, and then he sat on the couch and she went upstairs.

Moments later I was watching the news when suddenly he began to hear footsteps behind , s it. He turned and saw that Melanie slowly descended the stairs with a very short coat.

- Are you still in the ducha? - Asked puzzled - Can you tell when you leave that you upload, please? - He asked with a mischievous smile.

- Yes, of course - Justin smiled.

Five minutes later Stephen went bare-chested. He carried in his left hand a white towel that was drying my hair.

- Do not you sue & ntilde, or? - Asked Stephen.

- No, I prefer to stay down here. By the way, someone is waiting ...

- Brian? - Asked Melanie from above, leaving Stephen with the word in the mouth.

He stood at the foot of the stairs looking at Justin who remained perfectly still watching television. Melanie called him again, and finalme

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Oh dear, loks like Metalocalypse Toki of
XD I wanted to do sketches for Some orginał Some characters i have on writting. I Have Some fics of STS That Could Be Some more interesting with the INSTEAD OC characters of the manga. The AU and stories Are completly original. But then ... LOL XD i drawed this
Everything was cool, until i put the 'mustache' xD

Now it looks like a Metalocalypse fanart.

Oh LOL!

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Lately I flaked Bud de Alcor and has been a very rewarding experience as I have the pleasure of it as I imagine. Absolutely
seriously, few words and never says anything without importance. Something dark, a depression that overshadows their lives and their need to protect what's left Untimed: Her wayward brother XD!! (Che Syd problematic)

been two years since I've been roleándolo with Leto, Neffy and apasinante Driada and has been transfigured him without losing its personality.

From a man who inpired Miedor, finally became the most sought XD! With three lovers who only think in Ely suffering, but whose relationships can not Establécese for several reasons.

First, with Aphrodite, whom he met something aggressive to be taken hostage to ensure the welfare of Syd and end Aque kidnapping ended up being a torrid romance, but can not T ^ T (Aphrodite was committed with Deathmask and Shura! the tressssss XD). That, failing to make a happiness to save him from all his loneliness and darkness, he did sink back into depression and familiar to the death of his wife, who was its sun T ^ T. Shura

Then came the promisedShura himself. In the end, as Aphrodite, went away.

Aphrodite had abandoned and left Bud Shura, leaving this as a single night of passion u_u ... (Night? THREE DAYS XD)

And Queen. A child with mental disorders living in the bubble created by his father Aiacos. Youngest son of a tycoon who deserted him had controlled almost without allowing life experience, and know beyond the hand of his father.
By a twist of fate, puestoa Queen is tested to see if he could act as the son of a leader and it takes him to the door of the house of Bud to reach certainagreements passed by a case in which Syd had been involved (again xD how rare!)
Bud reluctantly and forced under threat acompañaa accepts and Queen on a journey in a search without a goal fixed, as in the way, were given constantly changing events of Queen purposes, not counting his ravings sudden personality crises suffered. Bud
tried by all means stay away, be stoic and indifferent, but he was reflected in the madness of Queen. Both were quite alone and while Bud introvertía, Queen extrovertía. But deep down both itsass by the contempt that Bud always offered to take him to want to kill, since neither his father nor his brother, no one could really see into Ely Bud did.

was born a love for identification T ^ T and Bud finished putting a price on his head to hug Queen, for love and long for him.

I liked the complexity of the character. Better established than that of Syd, which is still developing and maturing his true personality. It is interesting to experiment with roles in alternate universes, basing stories on their personalities, giving them more nuanced, and buildingnew worlds from an image.

Tons ... Bud he did (and as everyone knows I am a cartoonist pornographic xDDDDD!) for my sister Leto, who plays Queen: D, the following morning to the passionate night where they decided to try together T ^ T.

After 16 years, Bud is now, with a cooler personality but somehow, warmer ((How is that possible?)) His attitude is completely silent and distant. Not usually leave his place and I studied with the look without putting a single expression on his face. Just answer what is necessary, but when you manage to establish a communitytion with him, you realize the change that has taken over the years.
now 42, is a mature man with a profound wisdom in themselves and now that he has a son, fathered before being given the whole mess.
His brother disappeared and finally left him alone. Now it's up to protect his son, as he could not do with his brother T ^ T.

the feeling I get when I see what I've done with it XD and I'm even thinking of doing an original character (which in fact is, except that called Bud and is looking XD) as did Angelo (Deathmask, which was another I came to diametrically opposite

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could not stay with the desire to make a fanart all sado de Rada and Pandora
xD Could I stay with the desire of making a fanart of Radamanthys and Pandora 8D!

What Kind Of Weave Does Myammee Use?

that long since the last chapter, stay tuned!

Justin and Stephen are in Pittsburgh, where they discovered several things: Stephen was wealthy, womanizing, and ... was accused of murdering his wife. Justin also know the real diagnosis of Stephen: dissociative fugue, a type of amnesia that is temporary and may disappear at any time, which makes him suspicious of Stephen. However, what will help them take a giant step in their particular research will meet Michael and Debb: two old friends of Stephen (or Brian as whichever you prefer) that will tell the whole story & as car. He turned and saw that Stephen, who was watching the road through their pilot sunglasses and dark glass, driving the car and pretended not to have noticed watching him. Justin just smiled, answered your question.

- Who was that? - Asked Stephen removing him from his thoughts.

- Allison.

- What did you want?

- Merealized that back legs had betrayed him, and they had already given a couple of steps toward the door, curiosity got to him. In his path was slowly opening doors that were left and right, but found none. Just as his hand touched the doorknob, the door opened suddenly and caught him putting it in shadow. To his surprise it was Drew. Emmet's first reaction was to open his mouth to complain, but Drew put her finger in his mouth he asked to be quiet.

- What the hell are you doing?erna.

Emmet becoming the victim simply did not answer. Furthermore, the be immersed in a chase won for the first time in his life controlling their overriding desire to talk constantly.

- Well, you say. Where are we going? - Asked Drew.

& amWhy? How long do we have? - Ben asked.

- About an hour evenings - said Michael as he watched the sky - and we better not be here when that happens. We have the element of surprise, we did not expect. Also usually act at night, the darkness in their interest. So let's hurry before the neighbors suspect something.

- But what we exactly? - Justin asked.

& amp; nbsp;

- Any sign on the floor, a brand, something that stands out ...

- is buried?

- Yes So take care not to disturb the earth - Michael finally said and then turn around and made digging through the tall grass.

were dispersed in the garden surrounding the house, to cover more space and not waste time. Justin was right behind the house. I was walking and put allyour senses to notice what was treading, and how, and from time to time with the shoe away the grass. Behind the house were a couple of trees and a blue hose hanging from a stake of the fence, most of them completely devoured by the bushes that had grown up with them. At the foot of the trees around a brown blanket of leaves covered the ground. It would be difficult to find something in the garden so wild in such a short time. Headed for the hose out of curiosity, but two steps his foot sank into the earth, to the knee. That destabilized as he collapsed into aside. When his body hit the ground, it did give the surrounding soil causing a sharp pain in his side. His cry alerted the rest to be rushed to see what had happened. He was found lying in a rectangular trench with dimensions almost coincided with the width and height of Justin. Justin got up and got to see where it was felt a chill.

- Is this what we were looking for? There's nothing here! - Asked Stephen, as always blinded by impatience, he seemed not to understandor that others had captured the moment.

- "This is ... - Debb and asked Justin to Michael who had his face pale.

- A tomb - Debb responded with vacant eyes.

- Who was buried here? - Ben asked.

Debb stared at Michael for a few seconds, wondering about your response.

- My brother, Vic Grassi.

- But where's ...

- A very good question ...

- Let's go. I've found - said Michael, pointing to a small metal box in his right hand - getting dark.

decided to go to a motel that was the road on his way to Stanford. It was not very safe to stay in Somerset. Was quite small, ten rooms were in two rows of houses on the street, separated from the house of reception, which was right at the entrance.

Justin li &Stephen

- Well, are not you - Stephen answered almost in a whisper.

- Is that why you are well? - Justin asked, smiling - I'm not angry about it. The dreams are uncontrollable. Neither do I think that you alone have the monopoly of mine.

- The problem is not that you were you or another guy, but were aunts.

&well.

- One can not change your sexuality as you please - Stephen replied with some bitterness Justin tired of treating him like a toddler.

- You can not sleep with a guy if it is clear that it is straight - Justin replied defiantly a little hurt by the tone of Stephen.

- You can not choose when you live on the street.

& aN was there.

- I'm good at lying - Debb said after hitting a drag on his cigarette Michael - I have spent many years doing it.

Michael tried to smile, but looked much effort it cost. Suddenly, he began to feel sick. Started coughing a lot.

- Are you okay? & Md

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vulnerable children, and cherished?

The Old Guard has dispersed, the first generations of those glorious keyboard warrior, Paez have ummary and are expected to spend another 200 years to come back xD \u0026lt;--- all poetic and dramatic .

We wanted to see very leaders, in fact. We wanted to attract back many of the ancient authors to Dazi forum, but we realized that this forum lacks the steady hand of a participatory manager is like having a headless chicken running around the yard. Ever Yaoi Saint Seiya was the epicenter of fandom. The largest forum fics and arts from Saint Seiya now looks something ghostly and vacíoa Although a & uacute n people want to keep it alive with activities without proper supervision.
was made a topic asking for help not to leave the fandom, and many expressed their dismay to participate for reasons quite true.
It's like a demoralized army without a leader to follow. And there is no reason to continue fighting to keep the fandom.

Still, I keep hoping and I read the Lost Canvas inspiracióny searching I have found. I've never seen the Saga of Asgard to remember that was what made me worship at the time in which roleaba Mizar Syd and returned to find that special something that tied me to Saint Seiya and today I discovered &; Iacute;, got me hooked on it again. It had been years since I wrote something and did it again today. And thrill me the idea to experiment with strong characters and other such noble that I decided to write at about two of my favorite characters from the Saint Seiya universe: Radamanthys and Aiolos.
With this, plus the opening of an attempt to rescue the fandom, with the forum Saint Seiya Yaoi
Chapter
again try to resume a fandom that I have followed since I was in love with a flea xD dwarf.
So here I leave the first chapter of this fic, which describe a caóitco Underworld, bestial, dark and violentand as it begins to change with the arrival of a Holy Dorado, before the start of Holy War.



1. Divine Signal
chest burns me. I have an empty feeling about him that makes me take your hand up my black armor breastplate and push as if I could put my fingers in Ely dig into that void that brings me pain. I have anxiety that makes me shake my head slowly while keeping your eyes closed and let myself be enveloped by the silence of Caina, causing my head to lean back, letting himself be overcome by the weight of my helmet. Procrastination
. That feeling that prevails dup; iacute; an suddenly returned to me, calling me, asking to leave and go to see an extraordinary event.
I left, increasing the speed of my steps and what I saw left me surprised.

- My lord Radamanthys! A golden light falls from the edge of the dark!

what looked incredulous. A soul falling to the bottom of Cocytus never tends to have a glow as well.
This could mean only one thing:

- A Holy Knight. A Guardian of the Shrine ... -

All spectra under me I looked surprised.

- & iexcechoed throughout the Underworld and vibrated like an earthquake was about to leave earth. When the vibrations are stronger, we knew we were close to where the golden light had fallen.
In the distance we begin to see the other army and was soon joined by another pressure that enraged the pestilential air of the place. The three judges
we approached the area and the hordes began to move faster ahead to leave before the other, between the wild cries of the hungry beasts animal. Far visualized
my brothers smiling as wide as I am. Long time no peleábamos among us.
roared again causing panic at all, while rose and fluttered Aiacos causing an air of uneasiness for many spread in the area and trying to escape. Minos only move his arms to force all butchered bodies about to fall and break through. The monsters were
and went hunting for prey.

midfield looked in the brilliance of being dropped. Naked, unconscious, dead, but shining like the Holy era. With a golden halo calling us to swallow.

My steps became a terrible race, destroying everything that dropping my feet, stepping anddestroying it by the weight of my armor and my body, ruthlessly trampling who crossed in front of me, crushing skulls and crumbling columns whomever stood between my goal and me. Garuda
plummeted like a bird of prey against the body, avoiding the battle under his feet, going directly to El Dorado, while Minos let his threads will advance through them who had the misfortune to cross, to hold the body. Minos
yarns came first, pulling the Dorado, and Aiacos stuck its claws into the ground and empty when I arrived after what I charged Ely, llevándomelo against Minos who already have. I spread my wings

while breathing hard and so outrageous, looking for anyone with a menacing expression while sinking into my shoulders and head downhill, curving back on or act very aggressive to take the body with hands, digging my fingers into his thigh and one arm and lifting it smoothly over my head, her body shaking and roaring back as a sign of victory, while my junior achievement Caina cheered.

Caina Once again showed his supremacy in Hades. Once Radamanthys the Wyvern was the winner and the most powerful.
Other armies withdrew crawlingacid began to fall.
El Dorado body left to shine, going out, but the boy was still unconscious.

With carelessness and hurry I took her face with one hand, reviewing, analyzing the shape of your face and feeling the tension in your muscles.

- Hades glorious! You were smiling. - And I whispered as I leaned more serious about it, opening a lid and seeing the depth of his blue eyes. - And loving. You are a champion in every sense of the word. -

What led me to ask the edlment sick and tired of the place I stood, putting his body on my shoulder and leading me back to Caina, only to see that the Basilisk Arpíay waiting for me. I delivered him the body and carried him in my place, as I now show me quiet and passive, looking brown body that enter my domain which would be his final resting place, until the Holy War ended.


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Well, after ten weeks, said suddenly, back over here lol I hope you what you have gone well during the summer. As it was to signs of life and that, and say that the new ending story, that is, the circus of the wretched, I have not canceled, is still in my head. Also this summer I have been a new plot, but I see that when you post the next chapter (this week if possible, or next at the latest) I have to write by way of introduction a "Previously on ...." hahaha Because I do not agree you must or jejeje For that, we-read soon!

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Making money with the hentai! XD!! I adore how the Women eat out *_____*... But i hope Commissions There Were more yaoi too. I miss drawing man x man; _;.

But I'm making my own money and i started to play World of Warcraft again T! T ^! Wiiii. And finally i buyed my Myth Cloth Mizar Syd of *_______* He is so beautiful! And I'm hopping to buy Siegfried and Bud soon too xD, mwehehehe. Also

I'm making a reservation for a journey That I will do, i hope soon * _ *. I'm goin to see a friend of mine That I adore, and finally i can spend my money on the trip! I'm diying to see her! She is my little love on Chile!

Yes, yes ... the life is always beautiful, But on These Days, is even more! xD \u0026lt;--- all excited.

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Well, after a month (for reviews, eh? So I have an excuse jajajaja jajajaj Bueno also had dirty tricks as usual. Also this time I have served for another twist imamginarme pretty good lol) I leave this never ending story (and that "only" has 17 chapters lol), because next week I'll travel (try to hang another chapter) and there will be another "break", and will not return until August and I think you silly fool ... arrive !!!!( year writing this story I mean) hahaha Well, I hope you like it (not a capital muuuuyimportantce. Upon entering bent down and touched the tiny diamonds of the confusing patchwork that made up the ground. Especially those who were on the side of the refrigerator. Seconds later the red-haired woman seemed to guess the waiter and he reached down to help. The two as if they were out of it did not stop moving your hand over the diamond-shaped tiles. Ben, Stephen and Justin stood stunned looked on while gradually in view of all adapted to so much darkness.

Suddenly, he heard the door open the restaurant. Then the waiter's fingeron the top floor it out of his legal thinking. They heard how the ground throwing dishes, pots, cutlery ... Anyway, how smashed the kitchen and the restaurant in general. He noticed the reaction of Michael. He remained silent looking at a fixed point on the wall, as if to avoid hearing what everyone heard, trying to ignore what everyone knew: we were destroying the business. After about twenty minutes and they probably do not get hardly anything for destroying the noise ceased: no broken dishes, and covered the floor, overturned chairs ... or even footprints. Ben took the hint of wanting to climb the stairs, butMichael was prevented by grasping the arm and asking not to go up while shaking her head.

- I think it's time to go - Stephen said after enduring the nervous gaze of Debb since they had fallen.

- What happened to you, Brian? - Debb asked leaning against the wall - where have you been?

- Look, I do not know you or to any of them - responded by pointing to Ben and Michael -sp;

Justin looked at Stephen before answering his complicity and looking for permission to answer a question so personal.

- Five years ago Stephen ... well, Brian - he corrected himself - went to New York without really knowing how. He has been diagnosed with dissociative fugue, a type of temporary amnesia that occurs when you travel with a purpose outside the home.

- Would you mind stop talking about me as if I were not present? & Mdash, Stephen snapped his left eyebrow arched.

- Only carry this role - delivering Justin told the newspaper he had already cut weeks before Stephen taught at home - Só I know it's a note, but do not know who. That's why we come here to seek answers and to retrieve the memory.

was Michael who took it. He stayed & oacute; To the next menu party at one of their homes. Was so much money that they had studied Brian, of course, at Harvard in the

Business School

.

was there that he caught the plane crash of his parents. Iban travel to London to be a couple of weeks in Europe, but the plane disappeared into the ocean. At first I did not know what had happened, they thought that it might be a bug in the radar. Until the surface is found floating pieces of the plane. That was how the young Brian inherited the legacy of his padre: agency, money, money ...

- Do you remember anything? - Justin

asked Stephen.

- No, I have only memories of a house on a beach ... - answered confused.

- then returned to Pittsburgh where he took charge of the agency, but returned alone but brought a girl, his girlfriend, who met at Harvard where he studied art, Lindsay Peterson . A couple of years later they married and had a son,Gus Kinney.

- I have a son? - Stephen asked, completely surprised.

- Yes - merely said Michael and then continue with his story - After four years of happy marriage, the couple began to have fights ma s frequent, mainly due to the errors of Brian.

- What services?

- Drink and ... women. The truth is notlgo to carry very well Lindsay.

- Women? - Justin asked, surprised.

- Yes, it was a womanizer. I would say too - smile Michael - Why ...

- Michael? - Asked someone from above interrupting the conversation.

- is Ted - Michael said, addressing his mother.

HTMLXC It was an awkward silence where Ted stared at Stephen analyzing every blink and every breath to be convinced that that was who he said he, Brian Kinney, a living legend in the city. I had heard so many stories and rumors that he thought it volveríaa never see.

- Well, but what happened to his wife? - Justin asked eager to know the answer.

- As I said, Brian lost the vices and Linds not wearing well. Let's say that Brian did not understand the word "

married" like everyone else. What I wanted the point cogíay.

- And his wife did nothing?

- Linds tired thought to ask for divorce and why Gus left us and went with Brian to Malibu where he planned to tell, but it happened ... As we counted a neighbor called the police for loud noises coming from the house. When you get to see him arrested Brianand in the garden with their hands stained with dried blood.

- Do you think ...

- No! - Michael

snapped - I never doubted the innocence of Brian. He told us that he remembered nothing of that night. In addition, after he was acquitted of all charges.

- Fully Acquitted?

- Yes, although much controversy. It was all very strange. It looked &h; Do you remember anything? - Justin asked.

- No ...

- Well, maybe with photos or ...

- I'm afraid it will be almost impossible - Debb intervened.

- Why?

- just not there - responded with a cynical smile.

- do not understand. "C &; Oacute; mo no photos ...

- all are well burned, broken or hidden. Someone took very good thing.

- But who would ...

- do not know, but it seems they want to wipe out any cost to Brian, forget it completely, as if never existed. Why? - Debb said quickly, seeing that Justin volvíaa talk - do not know.

& mdash; Hence, Drew could not find any census Brian Kinney ... - he said to himself - no not your custody? Does any of your homes?

- This neighborhood suffered a great fire ...

- Yes

- Well there you have the answer to your question. Own, despite not being here, the same fate. Even the agency.

- Well, if contacted with the pe; looked at him and went into a nervous laugh to see that every time anything happened to him was given face to face with another obstacle.

- But what the hell is happening? - Stephen exclaimed finally see the desperation in the face of Justin and the face of indifference and Debb Michael, who seemed to be enjoying that, laughing as two veterans of two rookies.

- No, the question is: who were working or your connections, Brian? - "Michael said.

& a; A minute! - Michael told him to stop doing - There are a couple of pictures we get saved, but not in Pittsburgh.

- Where are they?

- really do not know ...

- Perfect! - Stephen said, laughing cynically.

- A person keeps these photos and have no way of knowing where you are, but we should go

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A small gust of wind blew through the hollow of the sliding window between Silk curtains to get there. Without even opening his eyes reached with the fingertips the sheet and threw it on top. I could hear the waves constantly strove deluded by reaching the shore, dying in the sand on which he had so often walked, and again dragged into the ocean from which I came wanting an escape. Recalled that no &about girls, or left them messages written in the sand and they hurried they were being taken to sea. What were they doing with them? Who would come?, He asked then.

pillow pressed against him saying goodbye to it until the next night and decided to ; up in bed. When you do something that was about it all the time he fell. A clang echoed through the room. With eyes barely abieerebro leaving him blind for a few seconds. He lifted his head from the pillow I had done all night, the wheel of the car. He turned his head and saw that the other side of the window was Justin hitting with the knuckles of his hand a few times, while the fingers of his left hand used them as a shield for viewing through the glass.

- What the hell are you doing? - I blame Justin getting off the window.

- I've fallen asleep ... - Stephen managed to say, thicke; mo disappeared through the door of the motel slowly remembering what happened and what was the reason I had finished sleeping alone in the car.

- Will not you speak? - Stephen said as he drove way back to the motel from the library, but Justin was silent looking out the window pretending to be deaf - How many times do I have to explain that I have not deleted anything? Damn! If even knew where the library - said laughing at the absurdity of the situation. CHTM;

Stephen finally parked the car battery in the motel parking lot.

- My problem is I do not know if you believe you or not - said Justin out of the car.

- Can not you tell me what I supposedly deleted? - Asked Stephen, who had left the car, resting both arms on the roof while he was looking at Justin.

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was how he finished up the situation. The question now was what to do to get out.

- Yes? - Emmet replied to pick up the phone.

- Hello, Hunter ...

& mdash; Ah, yes! Drew's partner, right?

- Yes Speaking of him, are you?

- No. I have not seen since yesterday. I figured that was at the station. Have you called your home?

- yes and no answers, and the phone turned off.

- How strange ... No nothing happened to him, right? CHTMLyou, to do something? In New York there were dozens of robberies, fights, accidents ... a day. In fact, he had been the victim of one. Suddenly she conocíaa Stephen Drew. Perhaps those who went for it had gone for Drew? Crumpled cloth in his hand without knowing why he did, whether in anger or fear. Anger for having gotten into whole situation telling all about Stephen, and fear and uncertainty.

& aacute; to previous Kinnetic asked. Waiting for the opportune moment, just when it had few people. Meanwhile, recalled the reaction of people when they hear that name. What happened there? Felt to be caught in the middle of a mystery novel. He imagined for a moment wrapped in a black coat, hat and tie as he smoked a cigarette. Felt to be waiting behind the smoke, who watched his face, the suspects committed the least fault to fit all the pieces of the puzzle. He shook his head out of that illusion black and white police. People who were inside the restaurant room & iacute MLXC

Justin's first reaction was to keep quiet and take a step back.

- Ah, no! You will not go. Who are you and why you seek? - He then asked the waiter to not drop the gun and point it out to stop the bar and walked toward him.

- One moment, quiet. I just ...

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- I told you I do not know ... - Justin stammered nervously.

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"Who do you work? - Asked the waiter yelling at the same time unlock the gun.

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It was a mistake coming here. Sorry. Let me go, I will not say anything to anyone ... - Not begged JustinI'm what a few tears in his eyes crowded.

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Spare me that shit because you can be sure that if I have to stick a bullet in the head I will. I tremble pulse. And I did it once and I can do it again. Stephen

hidden behind a tree waiting for Justin to come out. He had been following since I saw out of the room. Had left the car for a moment to stretch your legs and as he pulled a soda from the vending machine in the door of the bar qStephen gave peeping suspiciously gun still held up the bartender.

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'm Mikey. Brian, I'm Mikey ... - kept telling the waiter as he left the gun on the ground and raised his hands.

Justin gradually emerged from under the table and noted that the woman, rather quiet and indifferent, his mouth was open and not even made the slightest effort to conceal their surprise.

- Vale, Jus. Let's go.

- One moment, Stephen. I want to know what happens. They know you. This is the Mikey of your memories. I want to know what really happened. If you really want to know ... you killed your wife.

For a moment the restaurant was totally silent, all completely silent. All looking at Stephen, who frowned trying to remember the dream that morning single-rooms

- Hold on, Ben. Do not do anything, all right - said Michael.

- Soon you gonna do with a table knife that is serrated - Stephen said, laughing after seeing it on the tables were still covered as Judging by the sudden so it is safer to go that would have caught one.

- Brian Kinney? - Ben asked to see the face - do you know Brian Kinney? - Michael asked.mp; nbsp;

Suddenly, the restaurant's dining room light started blinking to keep the room dark.

- Damn! What was missing ... - ironically said Stephen.

- Turn on the light, Michael - said Ben who was still wielding the knife.

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Justin who came to the switch. Struck him several times, but seemed to work.

- Debb, check the fuses. See if you can bring back the light - Ben said.

- is impossible. No going back - said Michael.

- Why do you say that? - Asked Justin who was still standing beside the table where before it was hidden.

- Because you are ... you are here & ia

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15 - Sea of doubts

" What to do when you discover that sleep, dream, kiss, talk ... with an alleged murderer? Many ideas were passed by the head, but basically all revolved around two pillars: to confront the situation directly odPresumption of innocence elata!, shouted to soothe his conscience. There was only one story about it, but did not know what was the end of the story. Maybe it was innocent, perhaps ... Even when fear rules over reason there is no room for any presumption, and any risk, however slight, becomes the mind in disaster warning .

& nbsp; Justin turned off the computer screen and went towards the exit. If you went to the motel how do you say to news like Stephen? A gust of wind hit his face to the exit, and buttoned his jacket. It had stopped raining. He decided to take a walk, and volveríaa for the car, trying to convince himself that he needed time to think, but deep down I knew I did not want to face something. What if you called Daphne? No, surely I would advise, if not force, to return to New York soon. He did not want someone to remember quLERAS to access them, lay before him. There seemed to be the neighborhood he had imagined. It was not very different from a normal.

Suddenly his stomach reminded him that he could not feed air. So I decided to go to the nearest facility. It was a medium size restaurant. At the bar spoke a few people sitting on stools, and tables were completely empty. As he liked to go unnoticed decided it was best to sit at the bar. Alone at the table do not know what could behave,o.

- Coffee and toast, right? - He repeated the young waiter, who had just left the kitchen - Mom, can you go out and give me a hand? - Asked loudly.

Then a red-haired woman left the kitchen door, an arch without door covered by a black curtain, and went to take note of those who had entered and were seated at the tables.

- right in the end only coffee. Is that I have a hurry -

Justin apologized with a smile.

As I watched how the machine managed to serve coffee, Justin pondered the possibility that the waiter was Mikey, the Mikey of Brian or Stephen. I wanted to ask, but could not think of a plausible excuse to raise the issue and not be so direct, and more knowing now what sab & iado an advertising agency for the company.

- What is the business?

- Antique Auction - Justin said not to push too praying for improvisation. So at least if you ask some idea Antiques tendríay could defend itself - I have been advised of that around here.

- Why here? - Surprised and asked the waiter, as he ordered some pitchers of beer. CHTMLXLXC

People in the tables began to get up and leave quickly. Even the bar too. There were only four people in the establishment: the waiter, which appeared to be the cook and another man short and dark, he looked so worried the waiter. Justin sipped coffee quickly trying to drink it all at once, but could not leaving half.

- Cóbrese - Justin said holding out aNo groups, in fact, people ran from the local to hear, but still did not understand what was wrong with that. The only thing that is sensed he was getting into something shady, and that sooner or later he llegaríaa turbidity. Only needed to know who encontraríaa who, if turbidity or it Ela him.

- Ted, are you okay? - Mikey asked from the other side of the bar. Dp;

Debbie stared at Michael making a nod to tell him what had happened to him days before closing the bar. Deserve to know the truth, he said.

- Ted? - Asked Michael for a second time to see the catatonic state which had been Ted after hearing what happened - Relax. Not going to happen.

- Not going to happen? - Laughing cynically asked staring at the p

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- may be right - trying to convince Michael said Ted - I never want to flee. Also, here we have a life. We can not leave the overnight.

Ted stared at Debb and Michael stunned because I could not understand the position of them. Risk of death knocking on their doors and close them rather than open them. However, he finally saw that it was one against two, and at that time s & oacute, it is had for each other. So I had little choice. Chains of the secrets of the past that bound were too strong to break.

Drew peeping ed ; mo Hunter was devoted to spending time at the station trying to dunk a ball of paper in the trash bin. That I was getting nervous.

& mdash; want once and being quiet! - Said Drew - Do something useful and get me a coffee and something to eat while we prepare the car.

- I almost did - becoming the victim said Hunter.

- After trying twenty times what less - Drew replied, laughing.

At that time, an agentMr. Millers l was not to his liking. For Drew was superb and insultingly patronizing all agents. It seemed it was always the poor father who fixed the errors of their children useless. He was old enough and had spent many years in the body, some even joked that he was before the police it was created.

twice knocked on the door with his knuckles as he watched the inspector's name in the translucent glass of the door.

- Forward - was heard from inside. CHTMLX not to look. Is an order Is that clear? The information sought is classified and is not available.

- Okay - said Drew heading to the door.

- One last thing, Boyd - snapped stopping it with the doorknob in his hand ready to go - I do not know what reasons or who will have pushed to get that name, but if I give you my personal advice on your well keep aside and choose their friends well. C HTMLXC

up the stairs two in two because he was not nervous to come. He had a plan and that made him more confident. Reached the second door on the right and put the key. Opening the door he was surprised to find nothing on and not hear anything. He looked around the habitacióny not find it.

- & iquest, Stephen? - Wondered aloud as he turned on himself.

however, received no answers. Where have you been? He noted that the few bags they had brought for luggage had yet to break on the floor beside the bed. Sat on it and decided to wait. He stared at the bag and Stephen could not resist the temptation to open it to see what kept inside What can & amsh, Stephen said as he leaned in the passenger seat of the car tired of the silence of Justin.

stopped the car a couple of blocks away and were walking to the library.

- Does the library? - Stephen asked in surprise at the front door of it.

- I found some clue about your past.

- & amp; iQuest; Any hints on me in the library? I think you're wrong. I'm pretty sure - Stephen said wryly.

- You'll see.

Again Justin went to the first floor and went to the back of the hall right path of the archive. Stephen thought that if I saw his eyes were better, so I could see his reaction. Needed to check if he was aware of that or not. The truth was que Justin was in a sea of doubt.

introduced back into the search box: BK and Kinnetic. But to his surprise the computer this time found nothing.

- Can not be - Justin said, frowning in front of the screen.

- What happens? - Asked Stephen.

- can not find what que I wanted to teach.

- I told you something of mine in a library was very unlikely, if not impossible. You be wrong ...

- No. I was not wrong. It was something about you - Justin interrupted him - Maybe someone has cleared ... Wait, where were you before when I've come to the room?

- What are you suggesting? What I've deleted?

- Where have you been? - Justin asked again.

- I can not believe you think ...

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dissociative fugue.

- Explain.

- One or more episodes of amnesia in which the inability to recall some or all past events and loss of identity or the formation of a new identity occur when suddenly, and unexpectedly, you travel with a purpose outside the home. It is caused by psychological trauma and is usually temporary.

- Temporary? - Asked Justin - This means that at any time puede recover the memory, right?

- Exactly. At any time.

- Thank you, doctor - Justin said before hanging up.

He was looking at Stephen, who was sitting in front of the computer. At any time, he said. He bristled the hair on his arms, but not exactly cold, but by something quite different, the chill of distrust.

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istido, nor is there any Brian Kinney on all U.S. "Emmet said again in his head. Stephen let out the smoke from his mouth through what was more a sigh of impotence. Again, the light at the end of the tunnel was turned off. However, there had been sitting at the dinner table for a while trying not to give up and think how likely it was to "invent" a name in a hypnosis session, and precisely none of the three hundred million U.S. citizens have that name and surname. At least this situation was suspicious, but who was, if you really hab & iacdash; It's nothing, and I have not broken anything - was quick to reply to see the look on his mother.

- a miracle - added Ben, who was watching from the doorway, with a comment that looked more like a reproach - Debbie, was to do a little Coffee for me, you want some?

- Yes, thanks. And forgive me for entering these forms at home - said Debbie.

& nbsp; Ben sonreíry simply left the room leaving them alone.

- I see him tense, what happens?

- is angry with me because I will not report - said Michael.

- Why the hell not gonna do that?

- Mama, you know - Michael whispered. CHTML

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- What do they know? Who? - Debbie asked, puzzled.

- You know who they. Know what to Somerset.

Debbie's smile disappeared becoming rigid like a stone.

- Are you absolutely sure they are? For a long time ...

- I said, you pagand called conscience. Judges us and does not absolve us ever.

Debbie slipped her hand over the sheet until you take your child's trying to comfort him. He sighed and squeezed hard.

- You do not deserve this punishment. It ...

- Unfair? - Michael interrupted him - there are no punishments, only consequences.

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Stephen walked with his head down looking at the way the tile grid while the very thought of always hammering his head. Wherever you looked, with whom he crossed, with whom I saw speak stories. And like all stories are divided into three parts: introduction, middle and end. For those three parties were often birth, life and death. I could see them as if they were books, where the years are counted by the leaves and the memories ofparagraphs. The report was the ink and covering the body. He thought that if three parties are living, what was it? His book was maimed. Had missed the first half and second half. He tried in vain to remember his childhood, but discovered something I already knew from the beginning, you can not flip through the pages of a book without pages. The question was why they were not or quiény why he had started.

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looked up and saw Justin standing at the door of the clinic. Without realizing it, absorbed in thought, had long passed the entrance to the query.

- What is it? - Justin asked, frowning. However, Stephen decided to say nothing as usual, gave her a kiss on the lips - it'll be okay. I've dreamed of.

- Dreams do not guarantee anything. There are castles in the air & amp; mdash; said Stephen.

- If you build castles in the air, do not waste time, are where they should be. Now is when you build a foundation under it.

- A house is not started on the roof.

- No intention, no home directory.

Stephen stared at him in surprise, but so willrprendió the feeling of being lucky in abject misery. I took her hand and kissed her again.

Stephen Within minutes I was back lying on the couch. Before closing his eyes turned her head to see Justin. He smiled at him slightly.

- Stephen, ready? - David said.

- S & mdash; I'm in my office. I'm in Kinnetic.

- Kinnetic? What is that?

- My company advertising.

- Where you have an advertising company?

- In Pittsburgh.

- What? - Daphne asked startled dese, l went to greet her mother. This at first was not taken very well to leave him alone, but eventually agreed. However, the idea Justin was not going to stay with his mother, but go to the library.

took the car to go. It began to rain. On the way passed through Liberty Avenue. Stopped at a red light and watched the street. Extrañoy notorious neighborhood. Before it was the gay neighborhood, but had ended up being a violent neighborhood. There was even a year where aFire nearly destroys it completely. A real wave of violence. Many of the surrounding houses looked new, but was set at a low building with two floors. Was in shambles: broken glass, rusty windows, full of graffiti ... it might be the result of this disastrous fire. He thought he saw that the door was a large K, but a heavy rain began to fall and the windshield was not sufficient ... The sound of car horns behind him warned him that the lights had , has changed to green.

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Fortunately, he left the car near the library because he was without an umbrella. Upon entering the smell came together book almost inaudible whispers constant both liked.

- Can you tell me where is the archive? - Justin asked the librarian of the entry.

- First floor, down the hall to the right.

& nbsp; He hoped that local newspapers come out the name of the company, whether by some news or an announcement of work. He sat on one computer at the back of the room, close the window. He began trying to search for Brian Kinney, but had no result. Brian Kinney and Kinnetic tested, but neither. He began to try everything possible: Kinnetic and Stephen, Stephen, Kinnetic, Mikey ... However, he found nothing at all. Decided to leave the computer and start browsing newspapers, but realized that numbers were not very old. Snorted closing the newspaper hadto the hands because his patience was beginning to tire. Suddenly he looked at the cover and realized. The newspapers never give the name but the initials. He left the newspaper on the table and returned the computer to try their luck. Introduced into the search box: BK and Kinnetic. And to his surprise he found a local press cutting, just a seven-line paragraph with a photo. A totally unknown newspaper, News

Pitts. Eagerly began to read the headline. Gradually, his eyes were opened because of the darker and more unexpected news. Line l &; Iacute; line, I felt a chill from head to toe. Began to shake her head, could not be. It was impossible. Stephen left in the photo trying to cover their face with a jacket while two officers went into the police car. He read the title, but this time quietly trying to assimilate.

- BK, Kinnetic owner, accused of murdering his wife.

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13 - The pedestal of the statues

Justin began to feel in your eyelids the light coming through the window and wanting to avoid the bed turned on his back. OfSuddenly he noticed a vacíoa his side and a cold in bed. Slightly opened eyes and was surprised not to find Stephen with him. He ran his hand over the bed confused by her disappearance as if he expected so come out from under the sheets from one moment to another, but it was not.

- Stephen? - Asked hoarsely facing the door of the room. But no answer.

&e, and a small counter where a young couple clad in white coats tended to those who came there seeking an appointment for the emergency physician. Register all the income "computer? He stood there frowning, wondering what to do. I did not know how to explain their situation without giving too many awkward explanations. He approached the wall to stop obstructing the traffic of health personnel. It was then that I was approaching the counter. It was Dr. Cameron. What was he doing there? Maybe working at the hospital. No era may have some relation to the center because he did not remember telling him what hospital he was admitted when he was picked. In addition, he was dressed in street without any identification file gown and connected him to that hospital. Of the gate came a doctor who went straight to him. He was young and pretty high. Were fitted hands. They seemed to know, judging by the laughter that brought. Who seemed to take the reins of the conversation was Dr. Cameron, as the other doctor just nodded his head. Until finally stopped nodding and shook his head. After Cameron was fired & amyoung friendly smile.

- You see ... I saw he was talking to an acquaintance ... - answered Stephen improvising.

- Dr. Cameron? - Interrupted him.

- Yes, precisely Dr. Cameron. I wonder if you left a message for me - Stephen repented at the time have said, because who leaves messages in a hospital. But it was the first thing that came to mind.

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- We need to talk - he said one surprise them from behind.

- Jesus, Stephen! What scared me. What?

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- Dr. Cameron?

- Bingo! - Said Stephen.

- Well, but what to do with you? - Justin asked, confused as they do not understand where Stephen was driving at.

- Well he was asking about my medical history.

- Well, maybe s &No, especially Stephen, were told to spend as the doctor and waiting. When he saw them enter the query is up from the chair where she was leafing through a couple of folders to fit the hand.

- Well, Stephen, I guess it's too early to ask this, but I will anyway. Were you able to remember something if only you saw in the previous session? - Asked David, and what Stephen said, shaking his head - Well, nothing happens. As I said it's too early. This morning I approached the hospital whereI thought you had entered to see if you had your record, but I had no luck. Do not keep anything from you.

- How to know what it was? - Stephen asked bluntly.

- I have a friend who works there and where Justin told me they found you, because I thought that was that.

Justin stared at Stephen with a clearI walk until it finally seemed asleep.

- Okay, Stephen. Let's go back in time. I want you back to school.

Justin stared stunned by the decision of the doctor.

- I saw your response to him back to the days before her disappearance. So I thought it would be better if we remontásemyou to a longer period before, where he is quiet and can answer questions you do - Justin David whispered to reassure him.

Meanwhile Stephen was serious. Without moving a muscle of his face. Until they finally began to move his head slowly. I was like nodding. As if talking to someone.

- Stephen, who's talking? - Asked Davthe refrigerator and took a long drink. He left the pot on the coffee table was in front of the sofa and stared at Justin and Stephen.

- Brian Kinney? So is your name? - Asked.

- Well, not really know. We do not know if that is his name or heard of any other and thought it was yours. So we have to wonder if those men asked for him you called him by that name - said ahead of St Justin, Justin.

- How we do that? You know the people who disappeared a week or a month, if not years?

- Well, that I can not instruct me - Emmet replied with an impish grin.

- Why? - Justin asked, surprised.

- could say that I have an appointment with an agent policíay his baton - Emmett said smiling. XC - The truth can not remember how it was sculpted the anatomy of your body. I think you should take a look - Justin said smiling as he closed the book and let him aside.

- of course - Stephen said as he removed his shirt.

Justin got up and went to him. He ran a finger over his naked torso noting the very marked relief of their abdominal. Climbed back to ash; Oops, sorry! I have not seen anything - Emmet said covering his eyes with his left hand while dirigíaa your room.

Both took that Emmett had closed the door to dress. Then I called to get out.

- Why did you wait so long? - Asked Stephen.

- Sure, man - said; Emmet ironically.

- been like since you left - said Justin, laughing.

- Well, you see. I had to do things with the cop first. Know what I mean - Emmett said laughing.

- Well, so what? - Stephen interrupted.

- For there is no missing the name of Brian Kinney.

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