Remember Me

by Agent Everfree

Chapter 1

I have remained in the forest for a long time now, it has become my home. It is all I have now with no clear memory of who I am at this time.

The voice had taught me many things that would need to know to survive, talking, combat, magic. The teaching continued I am not sure how long, but I was no longer a small youngling - I had grown, my skin had hard like stone, my fangs large and sharp. I still had the scar over my left eye; it did not heal well. It gave me no real pain, but it still remained there.

The magic the voice had taught me was strange at first...

Some of it was simple to understand, making fires for warmth and light, to blasts of energy that have proven useful against the others who dwell in the forest. I did not know why the voice was still teaching me if she did not know I was living. Maybe she had a strong feeling?

Like that of a mother never losing faith in their young when they are missing. Was the voice my mother?
I do not know but it made me smile every time I heard the voice returning with another lesson. This lesson was of more magic, but this was strange.

Shape-shifting?

I listened to the voice as it told me I had a special magic that could mimic the look of another creature, making me look like them, sound like them, a perfect copy. It sounded strange- almost impossible but I listened.

Then the teachings stopped...

I waited from one moon cycle to the next and nothing. Had something happened to her? Was she attacked, hurt or... killed? Or had she simply lost hope in me and stopped teaching something that might be dead for all she knew. I still could not speak to her, for I did not know how, she taught me some words and how to speak but they seemed to have no way of reaching her.

So I waited, hoping she would come back... but she never did.

Even without the voice I still kept going, surviving. I was not sure why I was but I just had a feeling that my end should not have to come so soon, just because I was no longer being taught things.

But using everything I had learnt, I created a home for myself, nothing more than a few leaves and moss put together within an old hollowed tree with some rocks covering the front to keep it hidden. Others of the forest had come close to look for any leftover food but a loud hiss from myself was enough to keep them away.

I had taken the time to face the water again, to master it. Fear filled me as I tried to place my leg within the lake but I soon learnt to enjoy it. So I practiced moving through the water, coming to the point that swimming in it was as easy as blinking. I even practiced holding my breath so I could say under for a long time, which was useful when the bigger creatures began looking around.

I took to hunting within the waters as they seemed to have never ending amount of fish which proved to be enjoyable to eat, even more when cooked within my magic made fire.

Life was simple now, and soon I began to lose the feeling of loss from when the teachings stopped. But those two words never left me.

"I'm sorry" Why?

Why did she throw me to the river to die - and if there was the chance I did not die, then why start teaching me?
More questions appeared each time I thought of those words. But it did not stop me from surviving, and everyday was simple - wake up, swim in the lake, hunt, eat, then return to my nest and rest.

Remembering it now, it was not a perfect life, but it was my life and it felt right. But they were not all good times; there where bad ones too.

Some wolves came looking around my home, smelling the fish. I watched from high up in the trees, my legs seemed to stick well to trees allowing me to climb them with ease like that of a spider.

I tried hissing at them to leave but that only worked when it was one on their own and too hungry for a fight. These wolves were hungry too but it was more than just one, however this was my home, my life. I was not going to hide and wait.

So I crawled down the tree until it was safe to fall down, I landed on the opening to my nest and hissed at them again. They seemed surprised, seeming to have never seen anything like me but that did not last long as they started glowing and moved closer.

I took a step forward myself and hissed back. This continued until one of the wolves made a mistake.

He tried to attack me
.
The wolf leaped into the air attempting to reach me but he never made his mark, as green fire hit him directly into the chest knocking him back and crashing into a rock with a sickening CRACK.

I was not expecting to have put that much power into the blast, but he still lived, as the wolf got up and left through the bushes whining. But there was still three more wolves who were not happy.

While I was still looking to the fleeing wolf, the largest of the group, the alpha I would guess, took his chance and jumped at me. This time he made it and pinned me to the ground. Before I could react, he took a bite at my shoulder, making me hiss in pain as his sharp teeth sank in.

My skin could take a bit of a beating but it was still my flesh that I could feel and it hurt a lot. With rage I kicked him with my lower legs, making him let go. Before he could have another bite, I rammed my horn into his chest, breaking his wooden shell, then released a big fire spell within sending him flying into forest and sending me back from the blast.

I got to my legs shaking, looking to the two remained wolves. I then let loose a loud hiss for the whole forest to hear and with the fall of their leader, the wolves ran away.

I limped back to my nest to rest and heal my wounds.

It was not the very best fighter, but I had won, and I knew others would arrive to challenge me.

All I could think was...

Let them come.