Polaris tried to jerk towards Emilee. â€œSTOP TOUCHING HER!â€ He cried out. Jerked back easily because of feeling kind of drained. If he had his memories back he wouldnâ€™t be so drained. Heâ€™d have been able to regain energy from the energy in the area surrounding him. As it was he didnâ€™t remember how to do this. His memory being gone was a bad thing for sure. â€œEMILEE!â€ He cried out when she was dragged out with him. The crying out happened when she was dragged in the opposite way. â€œNo! No! Emilee!â€ He cried out. Trying to pull in that direction but was jerked back to facing the other direction in the hallway. â€œEmilee!â€ He yelled out again. He needed to help her. He needed to save her! He wanted to help his friend. If only he had been stronger. Something told him he would have been but since he didnâ€™t remember enough about himself he wasnâ€™t.<br/><br/>He was taken in the other direction by a man. His head hanging at his failure to save them. To save Emilee. He blinked at what he heard. Other stars had been here? â€œWh-what?â€ He said in shock. He couldnâ€™t have just heard this man right. Him and the others dragged him down the hallway to Sector D. Earl...that must be the man who was experimenting on stars. There was others? He was certain stars werenâ€™t a common thing. Well not the people stars. Stars like him even less so. What was Earl going to do to them? He was worried about Emilee more than himself. She was human. He had a feeling seeds of life were less durable than stars. He couldnâ€™t remember.<br/><br/>He felt something as they passed a room on the way to his cell. He felt his light stretch out and suck something up. With it came a flash of pain and a memory. His body absorbing the remnant of what had once been a star person. He hung his head as the memory sent pain surging through him. The suffering that person had went through. He could still hear his scream echoing in his head. He was soon shoved into a cell. Flying in and landed in a heap on the floor. Groaning as he sat up. Turning around just as the door to the cell buzzed shut. He jumped up and hurried to the door. Trying to open it. Emilee was in danger. He needed to help her. He needed to get to her. Though soon he fell backwards as a large zap shot through him. Groaning in pain as he sunk to the floor. That had hurt.<br/><br/>He felt energy opposite of what he was. For a moment he could have sworn he saw the shadowy image of a person. When he looked it was gone. What could that have been? He didnâ€™t remember about the Negaâ€™s. Even to people in the heavenâ€™s Negaâ€™s were uncommon. They only happened when a star died. Stars didnâ€™t die very easy. Negaâ€™s formed more often when a star died in extreme duress. The pain they suffered causing them to become the opposite of a star. A blackhole. A person shaped vortex of shadows. He didnâ€™t remember about Negaâ€™s. Didnâ€™t remember he could summon them. He could not get the star named Narturin out of his head. He was reseeing the last moments of the stars life from the remnants his energy had absorbed into him. Shaking his head as it faded away. How had that even been possible. â€œEmilee....â€ He said in a sad voice. How was he going to get there to protect her? She needed him.