Chandra Nalaar and Jace Beleren belong to Wizards of the Coast.
Author's Note: I am incredibly surprised that I got reviews for this story. This was merely something that I wrote as a "let's just write a fanfic for no reason" kind of thing. I still do not intend to write a lot, but since a lot of people have put this on their favorite/watch list and stuff, I suppose I will continue and see if people still like my writing. Let me know if the writing got better, worse, or stayed the same in a review.
She opened her eyes and rubbed them, slowly regaining consciousness of her surroundings. She felt comfortable, and warm.
"Wait a sec…where am I?" she asked to herself. She sat up in the bed with the white linen sheets, slowly looking around the room. "And…wait, that mind mage, he took the scroll, and…and he said…." She meekly looked to her side.
"Oh, you're awake?" a voice asked. Chandra turned to see an old lady standing in the doorway across from her.
"Uh…um…" Chandra didn't really know what to say, still in shock from those words that shook her greatly.
"Haha, don't worry dear. I just wanted to make sure you're better. It's been about a full day since I found you unconscious."
"I was unconscious?" Chandra thought. She probed through her memories that were surprisingly left intact after the mental assault from the mind mage.
"You looked confused. Do you not remember what happened to you dear? Do you have amnesia?" the old lady asked.
"Oh, I remember now. I was…fighting a mind mage, and he happened to probe all of my memories…oh no, he-"
"Did he take something from you?"
Chandra sighed. "Yeah, a very important scroll…ow, damnit!" Chandra touched her side in pain. The old lady rushed to Chandra's side.
"Oh, you need to keep resting deary. Here, let me fetch you some soup. I'm sure that'll help a little." The old lady left Chandra to her thoughts.
Chandra took this time to reflect. "Let's see…I fought him, he managed to get some binding spell on me, searched my memories, and then I got so angry." Chandra sighed. "How embarrassing…first he sees me at my weakest, and then decides to call me…" she hesitated. "…Beautiful? That arrogant son of a-…" Chandra sighed again, forcing herself to calm down. "It won't do me good to get flared up again. This old lady deserves my thanks, not my anger." Chandra leaned back, relaxed her muscles, and attempted to breathe as calmly as possible.
Chandra looked around and took note of her surroundings. She concluded that she was in some sort of wood cabin, so maybe they were in the middle of a forest.
"Even if I'm supposed to be resting, it would at least help to figure out just where on this stupid plane I am." She leaned back and closed her eyes in concentration.
"Let me summarize. I was on the plane of Regatha. And then the fight happened. So unless that bastard took me somewhere, which he could not have, because I saw him planeswalk, I should still be on the same plane. But I don't recognize this part at all." Chandra looked out of the window to her left, confirming that she was in a forest of some sort. Extending her hand in front of her, a small flame flickered in her palm. "Heh, green mana. If I need it, at least it's closer to red magic than blue magic," she mused.
Chandra laid back into the comfortable bed and decided that in her current state, she might as well continue to rest. She closed her eyes, thinking, "wait, I forgot to ask her for her name…where are my manners?" before dozing off again.