Chương 5: Haze of blue

POV ???, location unknown...

'THAT BRAT!' I growled feeling the pain of the wound the human inflicted on me as I attempted to open my eye only to feel a stinging pain and find a dark spot in my vision.

'Does this insignificant soul even realize what it has wrought upon me?!' I slammed down again on the soon-to-be cadaver's legs as I heard another snap and a howl of pain.

'Yessss, scream in pain whelp and know what transgression you have committed against the greatest of hunters, Titus Maximillian!' I spat with unrestrained glee at the whelp's suffering, 'And there is so much more to come, but for now, we must go or those bigger whelps will find me again,' I informed my lesser as I manifested a tendril and gracefully wrapped it around its torso as I remembered the similarly tiny whelp with pointy ears that I ate before.

"Gghkk!" The whelp whined out as I tugged it forward, its legs limply dragging behind it like a piece of meat. 'Ah yes, music to my ears~' I said letting my voice fill with melodious joy as I looked to see where I was.

'Another forest?' I questioned as I looked around to see leaves like crimson amber jutting out from a pale wood, seeming so delicate it almost made me laugh at its weakness.

'But what would be the point of it if I could not hunt it for sustenance?' I questioned looking up at these pathetic trees. 'They would be too simple to hunt anyways,' I stated, knowing the truth to be undeniable, immutable in fact.

'Yes, even now in this weakened state and this injury, my words ring true,' I proclaimed but as I was trodding the undeserving dirt under my feet I heard something odd. 'Is that whistling?' I turned my gaze to another big whelp who I couldn't quite see due to the damnable injury that the small whelp inflicted.

'What is their busi-' I was blasphemously cut off from my musings as I felt a sharp pain jolt through my appendage as the tendril dragging my meal was severed, 'YOU DARE?!' I screamed in rage and pain at the bigger whelp no- the BLASPHEMER who would deny ME my prize.

I lunged toward him concentrating all my anger into my action only to find him gone from his previous position, already ducked under me as he passed and made his way to my bound meal lay before the blasphemer unraveled my severed tendril and picked up the whelp.

"Don't worry, I've got you," I heard it say to my prize with the frailty of kindness in its voice as I gazed at its visage, repulsed by the soft, weak look in its eyes, 'Is the blasphemer saving the whelp?!' I looked on with disgust that any creature would show mercy like this in front of me.

'What am I thinking of course a blasphemer would save the whelp, just like all of them do!' I adjusted my mass to temporarily decrease my weight and lunged forward faster than I did last time, bringing down judgment upon the blasphemer...

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"It's going to be okay just... hold on," I reassured the kid in my arms as I spun back around to see the demon beast or at least what I thought was one lunged towards us.

'Ugh, I don't have time for this right now!' I grimaced, unsure how long I had before the kid would die as I felt blood seep from his legs and what seemed to be some kind of gash hidden under his hair.

'Well, let's hope this ends it,' I thought anxiously, hopping backward, tracing a circle, and whistling as the demon beast opened its maw, ready to sink its teeth into the kid and I but-.

"*boom*!" -A stream of sound burst out of the circle as my whistle was amplified tens of times creating enough force to push the air in front of me forward into an all-encompassing wave of sound.

"Phew!" I exhaled as I watched the beast fly off farther than I thought before noticeably growing in size and plummeting into the trees somewhere far into the forest.

"Good," I looked down at the kid squirming in my embrace, "Now to get you to a healer," I said before running as fast as I could toward town without worsening the kid's injuries.

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POV Change Chris...

"Sir, please calm down," I heard someone frantically mumble over the ringing.

'Ringing?' I questioned as I tried to figure out why it was important only to find my confusion slip away as I looked up at a blue-haired man handing me to some guy in robes.

'Whoa, is that a wizard?' I dazedly thought with fascination... only for that to go away too as the haze took over again.

'What's a wizard again?' I thought as the idea of wizards seemed to blur with the mental haze.

'What was I talking about again?' I felt odd not being able to remember, 'I should know, why can't I remember?' I thought as a pang of concern hit my head.

"Aghk?!" I tried to grip my head but I felt a hand grab my arm before easily pushing it back as they placed me on something soft and cool.

'What is this?!''Why am I here?!''Why can't I remember?!' My thoughts kept going on like rapid-fired bullets as it raced, as it hurt as things kept slipping, things that I wanted to know.

I watched on as I felt whatever was important pick itself apart leaving bits and pieces, leaving me staring at the ceiling like it was a vault holding those pieces, locked away from my grasp.

"Give them back..." I raised my arms to the ceiling, clawing at the air, hoping that I would get something, but it was all for nothing as a hand yet again raised over me before a green glow seemed to envelop me, making me feel warm.

"*crk**snap**crack*" I heard as the pain I forgot I felt went away and so did the haze along with the... 'the blood, right?' I answered myself as I finally looked around for the first time since-, '-Since, what again?'

I pondered my question for a moment feeling my concern rise again, 'Why does it feel like I'm missing something?' I ignored that feeling for now as I spotted a man standing over me.

"Hello?" I said politely not knowing who they were or why I was here.

"Hello," He smiled kindly, sitting down on a chair that I only just noticed. "I know this seems odd, but I'm going to ask you some questions, alright?" The man said as I nodded without thinking.

"Alright then, can you tell me what your name is?" I looked at him for a second as I tried to think of what I was called... "I don't remember," I said, feeling the concern that had subsided with that warmth come back in the form of something less urgent but more unpleasant, anxiety.

"Ok, do you remember what your parent's names are?" The man continued, and my anxiety began to place another layer of unease onto my mind as it drew a blank.

"I don't remember," I responded, the same unease I felt now in my eyes as I looked towards the man.

"Ok then, just one last question and I'll let you rest, ok?" I nodded slowly as my lips locked into a deep frown.

"Do you know where you live?" He asked and I gave him the same answer as the same blank popped into my head, "I don't remember." The doctor- wait, doctor?

'Now that I'm looking at him more closely, he does seem to be a doctor with that stethoscope around his neck.

"So uh, you're a doctor right?" I questioned sounding unsure of whether what I asked was odd or not.

"Oh, well yes you could call me that, but I'm usually called a healer most Witches." I looked at him weirdly, feeling something odd with my eyes unfocusing as I heard a click in my mind before I remembered something about people with magic who could mend wounds and resurrect the dead... and then something about a game with dragons and dungeons?

'What does healing have to do with that?' I shook my head and focused back on the Healer in front of me who seemed to be looking at me with interest.

"Uh, is there something you need?" I watched as he snapped out of his hyper-focused state and blinked.

"N-no, just wanted to see if there was something there," He explained, "something?" He nodded and wrote down something on his clipboard.

"Yes, now I'm going to be gone for a bit, please hold this stone for 5 seconds and an apprentice will come to check on you, ok?" I nodded for the second time today and watched as the Healer stepped out of the room, leaving me to swipe at what looked to be Azure blue strands of hair obscuring my vision, "why do I feel so annoyed?"

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POV Change, Blue-haired man...

"Sir, may I have a word?" I heard someone call out to me as I turned around to see the Healer helping the kid I brought in.

"Sure," I responded as he pointed towards a room off to the side that most likely was his office before we walked in and watched him shut the door behind us.

"Now, about your son..." I felt my mind stop for a second as I processed what he said, only remembering now after a few hours of waiting, that I said he was my kid due to the similarity in our hair color.

"Y-yes, what about him?" I stuttered feeling a blush powdered my cheeks as I realized I was probably staring out into space since the healer was looking at me in mild concern.

"...Well, he seems to have retrograde amnesia, most likely from the head trauma that you described." I looked at him with a frown, concern for the kid written all over my face.

"Is it ok if I go see him?" I asked, The Healer giving me a contemplative look.

"I'm not so sure it's a good idea right now-" The Healer said still looking contemplative.

"-but if it's any consolation, your son might be recovering faster from this than I expected, though I can't be sure until I run a few more tests." He explained as I felt the weight on my shoulders lighten just a bit.

"Phew! That's good," I practically exhaled my relief as the Healer seemed to relax at my reaction.

"Now sir, I would recommend you check back in a few days after I'm done testing," I nodded, my frown completely gone, replaced with a small friendly smile.

"Oh, and if it's not too much trouble, may I get your scroll number and your name to make it easier to contact you?" He asked as I nodded yet again.

"Sure, here's my number-" I pulled out my scroll and opened my contacts to show my number, "-and my Name is Raine Whispers, is that all?" The Healer noted it down and turned back to me with the same smile he had before.

"Yes, that's it Mr.Whispers, I'll make sure to contact you as soon as I'm done with the tests, I hope you have a good day," The healer said warmly as I turned and left.