User blog:The Weary TimeLord/Memoir of a Dimension Hopping Madman: Love in the face of pain. Chapter 9.

Chapter 9: Unfamiliar Territory.

It was a struggle; I could not see, there was nothing only blackness, a dark void stretched out around me. I tried to move but found I was floating and there was nothing solid on which to brace myself. Then as I float around a bright white light stings my eyes and blisters my skin, and I can hear voices. “I am sorry your Ladyship but his wound was severe this human will die” a female voice speaks “He is not human and he is strong, besides he cannot die I WILL NOT allow it! Not after finding him again!” another woman speaks up cutting through the darkness her voice tinted by barely restrained emotion. Just as the woman says this I open my eyes, the light is painful and my throat feels rough and parched. I wheeze out several painful breaths as I try sitting up, however a gentle yet firm hand holds me still. I look up realizing it was the same woman I had seen at the cart after those knights had been dealt with. She is now wearing a black top which barely contains her bust, as well as a matching semi-skirt that flows down in the back complete with black stockings and stylish yet comfortable shoes. The outfit is adorned with ruby like gems and a head band with a large red jewel pulls the display together. “You should not move, your wound is not fully healed.” After the woman says this she moves away from me and I realize I am lying in a bed in what appeared to be a small bay of some sort, not only that but that I am naked as well.

I immediately jump up from where I had been lying and dash to a pair of curtains which I proceed to hide behind. “Stop moving, you’ll reopen your wound” she yells out. I roll my eyes after brushing my hand across my newest scar where I had been hit by the dagger. “Milady, I am not human, I have already healed my injuries.” “Now then if you would be so kind where are my clothes?” Now being able to look at the woman properly she is stunning. Her body is perfectly proportioned to be alluring, from her big full breasts to the sway of her slim hips and round ass. Even her massive wings and dainty tail help add to her charm. The woman crosses the room to a wardrobe, her pale skin shining in the light. “I apologize for stripping you but I wanted to make sure your wound was healing, as for your clothes they had been so torn apart that I threw them away.” After saying all this, she produces a pair of clothes which she hands to me after moving close to me in a way that could be construed as sensual. I quickly grab the clothes from her which consisted of a pair of brown-tan pants, underwear, a grey button up shirt, and a pair of black sneakers. “Thank you.” With that I duck down and reappear a few minutes later fully clothed.

I was not entirely at ease with this woman she seemed genuine and yet I felt ill prepared as though she knew something important that I did not. If this was a trap then I had best play it safe. Names have power especially where magic is concerned I needed a cognomen which could not be used against me. In an instant I had one in my mind and I smiled slyly. ''Hmm, I have not availed myself of that singular unchanged name since my second incarnation, and yet it always was appropriate. That is why I chose it in the first place. “Oh, I never said, but thank you for saving me; I’m…the Doctor by the way.”  I smile at her and extend my hand, it occurs to me she might not know what a handshake is ''but the thought is quickly subdued as she takes my hand and shakes it as she gives a smile that warms my old cold hearts. “I’m Vellantha, and forgive me but what kind of a name is the Doctor?” “What are you really called?” she asks me a puzzled expression on her face. “The Doctor is the name I chose, to honor a promise I made to a young boy, and it is the only name I have that matters.” Vellantha as I now know her seems unhappy with my answer and shows a pained expression as if I’d just shot a puppy, but she quickly regains her composure and accepts it.

Now that I am fully up and around I scan the room for a better understanding of where I am. The room looks very cozy with a simple wood floor, tan painted walls, and a few assorted lamps to add ambiance. The bed I had been on was in one corner with the wardrobe adjacent to it. A desk occupied the other corner along with a laptop?! This really struck me as odd because the last thing I remembered was fighting medieval knights with swords. I hadn’t really expected this level of technology, ''eh; maybe this universe is similar to the Apprentice Adept Universe where Magic and Science combine. '' Beyond the desk were a couch and a TV as well as a brown leather recliner. It was at this point I noticed another woman in the room I assumed it was the same one from before that said I was going to die. “Hello there” I said smiling as I sauntered up to her. She looked similar to whatever Vellantha was, however she had blue skin and her wings and tail were jet black. As I stood in the room my mind was turning in circles looking at both women. ''The wings, skin, horns, and tail all scream demon and they’re evil but I keep reading their auras and they are a consistent white color, and very bright at that. ''The blue looking one seemed rather scared and glanced over at Vellantha several times. “Sorry if I scared you” I murmur as I step back. “Leave us” Vellantha commands the smaller woman, who quickly obliges by disappearing through a door.

“Would you care to accompany me to the balcony it’s a lovely night.” she says as she gestures towards a door with a wave of her hand. “Certainly, but if I might impose first, where is my sword and my Sonic Screwdriver” I reply. Smiling quickly she pulls out a phone and proceeds to make a phone call, a few minutes later the same woman I’d seen earlier comes in carrying Galadhrim she makes sure not to scrape even the scabbard on the ground. She does appear to have some trouble due to the weapons’ weight, after reaching me she kneels and presents the sword to me. I take up my weapon quickly, yet gently, she then produces my Sonic from her coat pocket “I do not know if this was the other item you requested, but it was all I could find” she whispers as she shrinks back. I take my Sonic as well and after I check over both items for damage and find none I thank her and she scurries away. I slip my Sonic into my pants pocket and affix Galadhrim to my right side, after this I grimace slightly. I guess Vellantha notices my discomfort as she comes over with a worried expression.