Lost and Found

Chapter 1: A duel slumber

"Ouch", the word seemed to flow from my mouth as I awoke to find myself in an open field. My hands covered with grass clippings and may head lodged into the dirt. A feeling of confusion rolled over me as I looked up to see a clear sky.

"Where the heck am I", I asked the world knowing full well I would not get an answer. A moment ago I was in my home making myself a sandwich, but now I find myself laying in an empty field staring into the sky. "May be I am dreaming", I spoke once again indulging my bad habit of talking to myself.

"Well I hope I wake up soon", I turned to my right trying to find a more comfortable spot in the grass. My eyes however were soon met with an image I did not expect. There lying next to me in the grass was a young lady around the age of nineteen. Her hair was a radiant silver and ran in two perfect lines down her face stopping just below her chest. Her skin flawless and was as white as the moon. She wore a dark purple coat embroider with thick golden cuffs around the arms. The coat itself was decorated with strange eyes. Underneath the coat I could see a thin white shirt edged with black embroidery. She wore a pair of baggy pants and a pair of thick leather boots. In truth she was beautiful however the shock of seeing the unexpected forced a whelp of fear.

What the hell", I shouted as I jumped off the ground. My voice boomed across the open field awakening the maiden in the process.

"What she spoke" as she opened her eyes. The initial shock wore off and I was soon met with the stare of a confused young lady. "Umm", she spoke as she looked around. Her face was covered with the same confusion that had gripped mine. I knew at that point she had no idea why we both were on the ground. She was as confused as I was.

"Here", I spoke as I stuck my hand out for her. The motion seemed natural as she grabbed my hand. Immediately I noted how pure it was. There was not even a single mark on her hands. She obvious took good care of her skin.

"Thank you", she spoke. It was almost as if another word was ready to come from her mouth, but she suddenly stopped. "Ah, where am I she asked" staring at me with confusion in her eyes.

"Don't ask me", I responded as I ran my fingers through my wiry hair. "I just woke up myself. I have no idea of how I got in this field."

"You just woke up to", she spoke staring at the matted grass. The fact I was laying next to her seemed to dawn on us both. The air was filled with an uneasy silence as a small blush crossed her face. In truth I too would have been blushing, but my dark brown skin prevented it from being shown.

"So", I spoke breaking the silence. "My name is Moses if you were wondering, Moses Brown."

"Moses", spoke the woman with surprise in her voice. "That is quite a queer name. I have never heard the likes of it."

Queer I thought to myself. Moses is a bible name. I thought by now everyone would have heard such a name, but then again her hair is silver. That ain't normal where I come from, or at least in young people it isn't. So

'Well Mr. Moses", spoke the silver haired woman in a cheerful tone. "Let me introduce myself I am", she stopped suddenly and the confused expression that I was meet with early on came back. "Umm, I can't remember what my name was."

This sudden revelation caught me completely off guard. "What", I spoke in a very surprise tone. Amnesia I thought to myself as a worrisome expression covered the young maidens face.

"I am sorry", she spoke as she rubbed the back of her head. "I don't mean to be rude I just can't remember my name right now, to be truthful though it kind of feel like I have done this before."

"Really", I spoke with disbelief in my voice. "Well at the very least that would explain why you were lying in the middle of this field, but it does not help with my case. "

"Hmm", spoke the maiden as she entered deep thought. "Maybe we ran into each other and were knocked out by the grass."

"Nope" I spoke cutting her off. "If we both had run into each other then I would have remembered slamming into you. Plus I was inside a building the last I remember."

"Well that could be the point", spoke the maiden. "We could have run into each other, but you forgot. If I can't remember my name I am pretty sure you could forget coming outside. "

"Your logic is sound", I spoke while rubbing the peach fuzz underneath my jaw. At that moment I notice a pillar of smoke rising in the air. "Oh is that a fire" I spoke as my attention turned toward the blaze. The young maiden suddenly turned and looked at the newly rising smoke. Her facial expression swiftly changed from a casual smile to a worrisome frown.

"The village", she spoke as she dashed in the direction of the smoke.

"Wait" I spoke, but she was already off. I had no choice but to follow as I was lost with no idea of the right way home. I was off following my new found nameless companion toward a fire.

We arrived at our location with me a bit winded. The maiden however seemed to be just fine. It was obvious she had done this before and quite often for her to remain in top form. I would wager she could run three times as long before she stared sucking wind.

"Bandits again", she spoke as she witness men covered in animal pelts burning the village.

"Again" I spoke after catching my breath. "You must have regained some of your memories."

"Yeah I guess so", she spoke as she entered the limits of the village. Reluctantly I followed. I could not call myself a man if I let a woman go into danger and simply stayed out myself, plus she was the only person I knew. If she died then I would soon follow.

As we entered the village my eyes were met with the image of carnage. It was the first time I had ever seen a city razed. The sound and smell ate away at my courage as I a saw the thieves and brigands run about stealing valuables and setting the buildings ablaze. As I looked around I noticed a wooden club on the ground. It was obviously used for some other use, but I thought it would make a useful weapon.

"Hay woman stay behind me", I spoke with pride as I wielded my short club. In truth it was quite pathetic, but even I could not sit back and watch the village razed to the ground.

"Stay behind you", she spoke in a more cocky tone. It was the first time she showed such a display."Please it should be more like you stay behind me. Your stance is wrong, and your weapon is pathetic, oh and by the way my name is not woman it's Robin, huh I just remembered that."

"Well I guess it takes a little bit of anger to draw back ones memories. None the less I am not going to simply hide behind a woman. I may have not fought in a real battle before, but I have been in my share of wrestling matches."

"Wrestling", spoke Robin with a hint of surprise in her tone. The statement itself however felt more like an insult. "It is a good start, but you are going to end up dead the way you are now." As she finished speaking a brigand emerged from a smoking house. In his right arm was a woman and in his left was a chest. His bronze sword was still attached to his shoulder.

"Oh," spoke Robin as she clapped her hands together. Looks like we have a donor", she spoke as she pulled a book from her coat. Immediately the brigand dropped the woman and the chest and attempted to run, but he was soon met with a great bolt of lightning that seemed to burst from Robin's hand. My eyes widen as the steaks of golden death shot passed me.

"Magic", I spoke aloud as I stared at the now charred corpse.

"Hay Moses', she spoke as she put the book back inside her robe. She then took out a sword that seemed to glisten in the sun. From what I could tell it was made of silver. "Grab the sword off his corpse. If you want to help you at the very least need to be properly armed."