Hey everyone! Okay so here's my sequel, but it's sort of…different. Nicole's in it promise, but she doesn't come in until a little later…and by that I mean a lot latter.
DW: *in corner in a strait jacket and is gagged tightly*
I had to tie my commenter up so she wouldn't be giving away anything. Thanks to everyone who is still following me. Let me say, you need to stick with this story, no matter how boring or off subject it maybe. Sorry…Hope you all enjoy it though. Okay on with the story. Let's introduce Ethan L.
Ethan's POV:
Adventures start in strange ways…or so my father use to say. My adventure started with a mining explosion on a Tuesday afternoon.
It was about four in the afternoon and I was walking home from my job. Whenever I walked home, I always passed through the old mining facility.
Whoever decided to open a mining facility in the forest, I would never now, but they sure were rich. First they mined oil, then gold, after that coal, and know salt; very rich land and a very rich owner. The mine itself was huge, which was one reason I cut through it. No one wanted to walk all the way around the dumb thing so about three years ago, they had established a path through the mine that was open for traveling one hour in the morning, one hour in the afternoon, and one hour in the evening.
So there I was, walking through the facility, when I ran into my old buddy, Chris.
"Hey Chris, how's the family?"
The badger stood up and gave me a smile.
"Ethan! How's my favorite hedgehog? Emily and the kids are doing great, thanks for asking."
Our conversation proceeded on from there and before I knew it, twenty minutes had passed. During the conversation, Chris and I had to cover our ears quite a bit from the explosions.
After another ten minutes, I waved goodbye and continued to walk, but a little quicker. Dinner wasn't going to put itself on the table…
As I continued to walk, the men readied another explosion on the cliff. When I heard the warning shouts for 'Fire in the Hole,' I happened to look up at the giant twenty five foot cliff. It was then I noticed a purple dot up on the horizon…and the dot was moving.
One second too late I screamed, "STOP!" but it was too late.
The charge was lit and the ground shook from the explosion. Everything slowed down by about 50 seconds as the purple figure lost their balance and tumbled off the cliff with a scream. Ignoring the yells from the workers as I ran off the path, I scrambled through the rocks over to where I had seen the stranger fell.
When I arrived on the scene I found a startling picture. A purple hedgehog lay on the ground, unconscious. She was wearing a white t-shirt and blue jeans and had long hair that stopped about five inches below her shoulders. Quickly, I knelt down and examined her. The girl looked to be in a lot of pain, but wasn't dead. After the examination, I found that she had cracked her head open and it was bleeding quite nicely.
Quickly and quietly, I scooped up the girl in my arms and ran back towards the path. At first, every worker yelled at me in anger…until they saw the girl. Whispers flew around as I raced out of the mining area.
I didn't slow as I raced to my house.
The house wasn't a mansion, but it wasn't a cottage. With three bedrooms and two baths, it was considered to be a well-sized home. It wasn't even a house, but more of a log cabin. I had inherited from my father after my sixteenth birthday, but I still felt uncomfortable inside.
Without pausing to say hello to my neighbors, I ran inside and placed the girl on the couch. I then ran into the kitchen and gathered some rough medical equipment. Pulling every medical know how I could remember out of my head, I cleaned and dressed the wound. After that was complete, I resolved that if she hadn't woken up by tomorrow morning, I would take her to the nearest hospital, since it was about three hours away.
Luckily, I only had to wait two hours.
When I came in from making dinner, which consisted of mac & cheese, I found the girl's eyes fluttering. Quietly, I knelt down next to the couch. "Hey. Are you okay?"
The girl's eyes blinked a few times, then focused on me.
Her eyes were yellow. And I mean literally yellow. She opened her mouth and managed to croak out, "Who are you?"
I smiled gently. "Name's Ethan Leva-…Levson. Are you okay?"
The girl scrunched her forehead. "My head hurts…"
"You cracked it open after you fell off that cliff. Don't you know how to read? There are warning signs all over. You never should have gone on to that cliff."
"Cliff? What cliff?"
"The salt cliff, I saw you up on top, just before they blew the bottom up. It shook the ground causing you to fall." I handed the girl a cup of water, which she drank greedily.
"Thank you…I don't remember any cliff…"
I slowly nodded my head. "I'm sorry, where are my manners? What's your name?"
The girl looked at me with some confusion. "My name?"
"Yes, what's your name? You never told me."
Slowly the girl's face went from confusion to fear. "I…I don't know."
Stranger's POV:
Not knowing your name, age, or origin is scary. I wanted to scream, but didn't think that Ethan would like that.
Ethan was a shock when I first woke up with a pounding headache. With light brown fur and sparkling blue eyes, I knew I hadn't seen him before. The hedgehog was wearing a white button up shirt, which was slightly dirty, probably from carrying me here. He was also wearing black pants…sort of like a waiter would wear…or at least that's what I thought.
When I realized I didn't know my own name, I struggled for anything from my memory, but found it blank as a slate. After a moment of struggle and admitting to Ethan that I didn't know, I began to cry slightly.
Ethan must have seen my distress. "Hey, hey! Don't worry, you just have amnesia. It isn't permanent…I think." He reached up and brushed the tears away. "Don't cry! You'll be just fine."
Quickly I shook my head. "No I won't! I don't remember a thing! What am I going to do?"
Silence followed. After a moment, Ethan took a deep breath. "You can stay with me until you get your memory back. Although, you'll have to work, no sitting around all day. I don't like laziness, got it?"
I stared up at this hedgehog. "But…you don't even know me."
He shrugged. "Maybe not, but I can't just let you starve. You can take one of the guest bedrooms. What else am I going to do with them?"
I felt hopeful for the first time since I had woken up. "Thank you for this kind charity. I am in your debt."
After a shrug, Ethan replied, "Don't mention it. Now…what are we going to call you in the mean time? Because, 'you' is not a proper name."
I racked my brain for anything that may help, but came up empty. "I got nothing."
The hedgehog thought long and hard and then suddenly brightened. "How about Charity?"
Slowly, I sounded out the word in my mouth. It didn't feel or sound right, but it would be as good as any name. "Alright…but for the record, that's not my real name."
Ethan nodded. "I know. Now how about I show you where you'll be staying." Quickly, he stood up then offered his hand to me. As I took the helping hand, I felt my heart start to beat a little harder. "What in the world?"
Now I know what you're thinking, "Where's Nikki? What happened to her?" Relax, she's fine. Now stop worrying and review the story. P.S.- I really need my civilians to do the next chapter. You're all amazing!
