I woke up both alert and groggy at the same time. That is not normal, even for a former- No! No more of that, after all the past is in the past. You can't change it. What I meant was that those dreams are annoying, they are nothing but a nuisance. Why, you ask? Because they are the past. No one wants to remember the past, especially me. I won't get into detail about it. That'll just start up the memory train again. All I can say is that someone accused me of something and I left the organization I had previously been apart of. Turns out my mentor found the real culprit.

Humph. And to think I knew that organization, to have believed I thought I was a part of it. I guess things change and sides aren't as black and white as I used to think they were; later finding out that what you think is good is actually bad and what you think is bad is actually good. Well, it's not always that simple, but still. Imagine walking away from everything you know now, and knew then. It's hard. Really hard. All your friends, whom you called family. And to think they would frame me. After all we had been through together.

We had survived, gone undercover, uncovered secrets that led to more secrets, and looked out for each other. I guess they were only pretending to be my friend. We were always the good, obedient students. Well, there were a few other students in our little friendship circle. I don't want to name any names though.

I was just thinking, wouldn't it be cool to visit a parallel universe? Or discover the end of a black hole? Or to go through a wormhole? I could go back in time...change things...prevent betrayals...save the- No! Not again. I really need to relearn some things - such as clearing my mind of distractions. But I suppose I also have to unlearn it to have my mind completely blank. But then if I unlearn it, how will I know to keep my mind blank? I suppose I should have tried studying philosophy more. It seems to come rather naturally to me.

Anyway...What was I talking about again? Oh, yes. My name is Athena, but the people on the street tend to call me 'Thena. The name grew on me. I can be a pretty good detective when it comes to solving crimes. The crimes I solve are mostly petty and small, but every little bit counts. Besides, I'm not on great terms with the law myself at the moment. Again, I won't get into detail. But I'll tell you one thing: it's got to do with my past.

As I was saying, I like to solve crime cases. The small ones anyway. I don't really have any tools to work with - not to mention people - so I generally have to solve cases on my own without help. Sometimes even small cases turn out extremely difficult since I'm without help. However, I do have the people who run the old, run-down restaurants as information sources. They tend to see more than the average working person might think. There's one bar-tender I've taken a particular liking to. His name's Jakkoo. I know, I know; it's a weird name. I wonder what it means. Too bad I don't have the internet. Yep, that's right. I live without wifi. Stinks, doesn't it? I wonder where it originates from. Perhaps I should ask him? Nah! 'Why not?' you ask; because that's just weird. And besides, there's something strange about him, something that makes me not want to trust him. It's almost as if he can see straight through me, like he knows who I am. Like he knows who I was, he knows I was once...Ugh! I hate myself sometimes. Why must I forget about the past and then think about something not even close to my past that triggers memory? It doesn't really make sense. Anyway, as I was saying, Jakkoo seems to know me from somewhere. It's almost as if he knows what I'm about to ask him before I even think of the question. I've got a feeling I know him from somewhere. Somewhere in the past...Oh well! Better friends in the future! How blinding can that sun be? Wait a minute...That's not the sun!