Martin the Last Necron

Chapter 10 ( Memories )

Slowly gaining consciousness, Martin began to feel pain throughout his body. The ache from his side was so strong he felt like he would vomit. His mind was still a bit foggy and he couldn't think or remember what had happened. He felt like he was on the verge of dying. He wanted to open his eyes, but felt that if he did, he would surely be sick. Instead, he just lay there trying to think where he was and why he felt the way he did. Popping and crackling sounds interrupted his thoughts, keeping him from focusing on anything else. Against his better judgement he decided to open his eyes. 

Squinting, he sat up slowly, looking in the direction of the noise that broke the silence. He spotted a small fireplace across the room with a fire that looked to be freshly lit. Where am I, he wondered. Not knowing where he was he forced himself to fight through the dizziness and get a better look of his surroundings. It looked to be a small room of some sort, made out of cut logs and clay. Besides the small cot he was lying on and the fireplace, there wasn't much else in the small room. A wooden chair next to a small bookshelf, a table in the opposite corner, and a pile of cut wood. There were no windows, but there were two doors. One leading off to another room and the other looked to be leading outside. Martin gathered himself, then slowly sat up on the bed rubbing the sleep from his eyes. The ache in his side was more painful whenever he would move. He noticed a bandage of some sort covering the area where it hurt the most. He started to remove the bandage to take a look at what was causing the pain, when he heard a woman's voice.

"I see you are finally awake. Your wound is not fully healed. Don't remove that just yet."

A bit startled, Martin looked up and saw a woman who looked to be in her late teens early twenties. She was wearing worn out garments that were made from some type of animal skin. A long hooded cloak that hung down to her knees. A small knife at her waist and a bow and quiver strapped on her back. Her long blonde hair was pulled up into a ponytail and she had the most beautiful piercing blue eyes he had ever seen.  

Trying not to sound demanding, Martin asks, "Who are you? Where am I? Why am I here?" 

The woman sighed. "So the interrogation begins. I don't normally help strangers, but I also don't just watch them die either. You are lucky I happen to be passing through and heard you when I did. All that noise you were making was begging for trouble to find you. There were wolves hunting close by and in your state they would of found and ate you alive. What I do not understand is why the cut on your side was on fire yet nothing else on your body was. It is a good thing though, because it sealed the wound that would of otherwise bled you out." 

Martin was confused, he couldn't remember anything. 

"My name is Solana by the way, and this is my home. You are welcome here until you are strong enough, then you must be on your way." She said with a look of finality. 

"I understand. Thank you for saving my life Solana, I am in your debt. I will try not to over stay my welcome and burden you any more than I already have. By the way, my name is Martin." 

Solana smiled and nodded her head before heading to the fireplace to add more wood to the fire. Martin was trying really hard to remember what had happened. The last thing he remembered is saving Azura from the curse of the Sleeping Willow. 

"Why can't I remember anything about what had happened to me?" He mumbled out loud. 

Solana turned to him and a sly smile found its way to her lips. 

"That is because I drugged you with a toxin to help you sleep. You were in so much pain when I found you that you wouldn't lie still for me to clean your wound. Also, it would of been annoying to carry you here moaning and groaning the whole way. So I used the toxin to calm you down and keep you quiet. Unfortunately, some of the toxin's side effects are temporary memory loss. Do not worry though, in a few hours your memory will be fully restored."