Well… all I can say is thank you for the lovely feed back… and now what you've been waiting for.. Chapter three of my newest story as of yet…
Chapter 2 – Awakening
"Protect this divine vessel, so that he may never to encounter the impurities that made him like this. Guide him, protect him, love him, cherish him and wait for the soul to return…"
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'Where is all this light coming from? argh.. My eyes hurt…'
A man in his early twenties woke up, the surroundings totally blinding him. A gasp escaped his mouth when pain suddenly spread out to his whole body.
"Ah, you're awake!" a feminine voice said from the side of whatever he was sleeping from.
"You shouldn't move too much… After all that's happened… I can't believe that you're still alive!"
The man groaned, and sat up slightly wincing at the pain and turned to the person beside him. Sitting there was a nurse. She had long caramel hair that ended in small curls. Her eyes were like gold and on her face was a lopsided grin.
"Where am I?" he blurted out.
"Why my dear, you are in St. Mungo's!" Her smile suddenly falters and asked "You're not a muggle are you?"
"I'm not a wizard… But... I think I was called something akin to them… an Elemental I think…" he answers, slightly confused.
The nurse grins widely.
"A mage you mean?"
"Ah... yes… I believe that's what we were called."
"So… what elements do you control?" she asks.
"It was… Ice and Darkness, if I can recall correctly… By the way miss, what is your name?"
"Oh, how rude of me, my name is Marion. You can call me Mari. I am the nurse in charge of this ward." She said. "And you? Who are you, Mr. Mage?"
As soon as he was thinking of the answer his head started to throb violently and he can't think straight.
"Oh dear, it seems like a very bad case of Amnesia…" she says thoughtfully and fire called a doctor. After a few minutes, an elderly man called Dr. Faust came rushing through the door.
"What seems to be the problem, Nurse Marion?" he inquires.
"The patient we got two weeks ago, just awoke. It seems that he's suffering a rare type of Amnesia. He can seem to remember that he's a mage or elemental wizard. But apart from that, he doesn't know who he is, where he comes from and what happened to him." Marion answered in a rush, silently pleading that this enigmatic patient can be treated.
After doing a series of spells on the magically induced sleeping patient, Dr. Faust was shaking his head and sighs.
"There's nothing we can do, Nurse Marion… The best we can offer him is a fake identity…"
The golden eyed nurse nodded and said "I'll do it."
Marion moved up to the bed and uttered.
"Genero Memorare."
The body of the mage suddenly glowed a bluish black hue and his eyes flashed open, revealing darkened irises.
"Your name is Liam Niveau Devonair. You are 24 years old. You are an Ice and Dark Mage. You were home schooled in America along with your cousin, Marion Benigne."
A pause.
"Memoria Suggero Laxus"
'Liam' collapsed unto the bed, breathing heavily. Beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.
Marion smiled sadly and said.
"Welcome back, Cousin Liam."