I woke up with a pounding in my head, a gash in my stomach, and one of the most handsome guys I had ever seen, leaning over me. Then black, again. I didn't dream, it was just as if I had shut off my sight and sound. It was almost peaceful if not for a nagging in the back of my head. Something was wrong. I couldn't… I couldn't remember who I was! 'This is bad, this is so very very bad. What was I doing? Where did I come from? Who are my parents? WHAT IS MY NAME?'

"Oh sweet Gods…" I muttered, the sound of my own voice waking me, groggily I tried to sit up, notice the word try. A hand kept me down on the bed. 'Wait what? Bed?'

"Hey, hey, calm down you're alright… You're safe with me…" An almost sinfully smooth voice said reassuringly. I opened my eyes to find the man from before, sitting next to me in a room, there was a table in the far left corner next to a doorway with the doors ajar. On the right was a dresser next to it a chest, and in front of that, the man. Now that I had somewhat come to my senses I could fully take in his form, he was a Nord no doubt, what from the pure muscle on his arms and his straight jaw-line that held a small reassuring smile, he had straight black hair that fell just the his shoulders, complimenting his pale skin. He had war paint on his right eye from my position; it looked almost just like lines gracefully giving him a protective aura. He was wearing armor though of what kind I could not tell; it seemed to be made of bones, 'Okay that isn't a bit weird…' I thought apprehensively. He must have seen the worry on my face as I took in his armor. Confusion glazed over his beautiful light grey eyes. He looked down, looked at me, and then laughed the most beautiful laugh I've ever heard, "Don't worry, my armor is made of Dragon Bones, very tough material, hard to find unless you actually kill a Dragon. Good thing I showed up to save you from the one you had be engaging. How do you feel?"

For a long moment I just stared, I couldn't quite put my finger on how I felt. "I… I don't exactly know… I can't remember anything, at all. Not even my own name." I explained looking at him with my sad bright green eyes. "Hm…" he had a thoughtful look on his face, "Well, I do not know who you are, but I feel it would be an honor for you to allow me to help you figure it out." He asked, a smile lighting up his features and seemingly the room as well.

"Well since I have no idea of my surroundings, I would be so very grateful for your help." I said, nervously chuckling. "But first off names. What is your name? I guess you can call me…" For this I had to think, finally coming to a conclusion, "You can call me Samantha."

He smiled, "It is a pleasure to meet you, Samantha. I am Hyandra, Harbringer of the Companions, Listener of the Dark Brotherhood, Thane to all nine Holds, Defeater of Alduin: Bane of Kings and World Eater, and finally Dovahkiin, of this era."

At his explanation of himself I just stared in awe, he took one look at my face, and his laughter filled the house…