Broken like me

New life

When Sigyn woke, she found herself surround by an unfamiliar setting. It was a well furnished home and by the looks of it, made of wood. Not a house but more a cabin. Nothing too fancy, it had a pleasantly comfortable and cozy aura. She was sitting up in a bed she didn't recognize and was taking in her surroundings, when the nearby door creaked open.

Her head immediately turned to the sound and there, at the entrance, stood the same man she saw before blacking out. Sigyn remained silent but observed the man cautiously. She was afraid of breathing in too deeply and arousing hostility from said man. However, he stood there, just staring at her for a moment before speaking.

"Glad to see you're up." He closed the door behind him and walked over to a small table in the corner of the cabin. Placing a bag down, he turned to look at her once more. She hadn't moved, still eyeing him carefully. "You've been asleep for three days. For a second, I thought you might be dead." He walked over to the girl and she flinched back.

Sighing, he rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you. Names Yamato." He extended his hand to her for a handshake but she just stared at him. Yamato could tell she was frightened, so he backed up a few steps. "Whenever you're ready to tell me what happened to you, I'll be here."

Sigyn clutched the bed sheets tightly. She was thinking of whether to tell him or not. He was a stranger. How was she supposed to know if he would hurt her? Or worse, imprison her like Jiro had. She tried to form words. To tell him to let her go. She would figure something out on her own but the words never escaped her lips. They formed but could not go past her throat.

"Well, you look rather malnourished." Yamato was now over by a small kitchen next to the dinning table. "If you try to escape, so be it. But, you wont get far in your current state." He started making something in a pan, that Sigyn couldn't make out. Whatever it was, started sizzling and the smell was heavenly. "I won't keep you here against your will." He was stirring now. "But if you'd like to stay here, you'll have to eventually tell me what happened to you."

Sigyn contemplated this for a moment. She was still unsure if he was trust worthy. The girl hadn't met anyone, other than Ragnar and his wife Erika, of being so. Her grandfather had warned her never to reveal her talents to anyone, for they might take advantage of her. She was so afraid and nervous. She wanted to trust him. She wanted someone to confide in, but was so terrified of the repercussions it might cause. Tired of being alone, the girl just wanted one person she could connect with.

Yamato finished cooking and made his way over to the girl. Sitting at her bedside, he showed her the plate of food he just made. It was stir fried veggies and beef. Simple, yet smelled wonderful. The girls stomach growled, indicating the hunger she tried to suppress.

"It's not poisoned, I promise." He smiled softly at her. This time, she was able to get a good look at him. His hair was a dark brown. His eyes seemed scary but, reminded her of Ragnar. Dark eyes hiding kindness. She stared at him without a word. Sighing once more, Yamato took a bite of the stir fry, chewed and swallowed. "There. See?" He offered her the plate once more and she greedily took it. Sigyn scarfed down the plate in two minutes flat, nearly choking at one point. Yamato chuckled and offered her a glass of water, which she took at once.

"Tomorrow, we'll go to town and get you some proper clothes. I'll have you meet the Hokage and see what we can do with you. Does that sound reasonable?" At the mention of the Hokage, Sigyn's ears perked up. She remembered her grandfather speaking of the Hokage many times. They were good friends. Finally, someone she could trust. If Ragnar trusted him with his secrets then perhaps she could too. She nodded a 'yes' to Yamato and he smiled once more.