Flurry of Flames Second Chance: Part 1
"H...o?" came a muffled voice from his left. "Hello? Huh? Oh, he moved," it stated with a slight gasp, and he felt something cold on his head.
His emerald eyes opened to an unfocused world of different blots of color coming slowly into focus. He could barely make out a human shape just in front of him, leaning over his form to give some sort of comfort. He felt the cold thing on his head move, only to be replaced again after the sound of trickling water preceded it. He imagined his eyes were off center because none of the blotted shapes connected quite right, and the face in front of him resembled two circles about to come together.
"Hey, can you speak?" Came the voice again, which he now discerned to belong to a girl.
When he deciphered the meaning of her words he opened his mouth only to feel a parched throat give a raspy breath in response. He made a face and tried to focus on the girl ahead of him that was taking a certain joy in his facial expressions.
"Do you want some water?"
He was about to say yes, but refrained lest he embarrass himself with another raspy breath. He nodded and closed his eyes. As the girl stood he felt a slight lift from underneath him, which led him to believe he was on a bed. How had he gotten there? When he opened his eyes again the objects lined up right, but some of the blur was still present when the girls face came back into his vision.
"Can you sit up?"
Try as he might the simple force of gravity, which he could tell was no different than what he was used to, would not let him move, and he shook his head. He felt her hand then sink into his red hair and behind his neck to lift him up. A simple plastic cup was held up to his lips and cold water flooded his mouth. The sensation was pleasing, more so than he ever remembered from before. It made his eyes close to better feel the wetness on his tongue and his throat. His throat felt almost like it was covered with sand. When he was able to feel his vocal chords function again he let him self take bigger gulps. Finally, when the water was removed after several moments of non-stop gulping he tried to speak again.
"Tha...nks," he rasped.
The girl giggled at his reaction.
"You're going to have to drink more if you want to talk right by the end of the day." He could pick up on the smiling curve of her lips.
When she lifted the cup to him again he didn't refuse, and again basked in the cold water that traveled down his throat. When he stopped she asked what his name was. It took him an odd amount of time to remember.
"Axel. My name is...Axel." He closed his eyes again, a deep groan coming from his throat, made from his exhaustion. His forehead was comforted once more by a cold towel lead by a gentle hand to just the right spot. "Got…it mem..orized?" His mind became cloudy again and he fell into a deep sleep.
((A/N: I promise things will get more interesting! Please review! ))