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A young boy slowly awakens on the cold stones of the chamber. He doesn't remember where he is, or where he has been. All he knows is that his name is Tesunie, and he isn't where his home is.

He knows the feeling from his hands and feet as they touch the cold dry floor of stone. The feeling of his check against the smooth surface. He moved his fingers, all of them there. He counts them. Ten.

Then he gets up, kneeling on the floor, his bare knees rubbing on the floor, feeling the hardness of it. He reached down, touching his fabric shorts, uncertain of where he got them. Then, feels the shirt on his chest. The fabric moves with him, catching on his shoulders.

Funny the things you remember when you forget everything else. He knew what hands where, and how to move them. He remembered how to stand, as he does, slowly getting off his knees. His feet, bare against the smooth floor. He looked down and saw his toes, knowing that was what they were called.

"Hello?" His voice surprised him as he speaks. He understands what he is saying. Hello. A greeting. "Anyone there?" He asks, wondering if he is the only person around. Funny how he even remembers that he isn't the only one of his kind. He doesn't remember meeting anyone else like him though.

Tesunie was shocked by her sudden approach. He wasn't expecting a response like that, no less to actually see another person here. He thought he was alone for some reason. "Hello. I think I'm fine. I don't think I have any injuries. My name is Tesunie." He smiles at her, as he slide a little on the smooth floor. His short blue hair waved with the breeze they had created. "May I ask you a question... where am I?" He suddenly blurts out.

(For the fun of pointing it out, I never said I don't know where I was from, only that I didn't know where I was at that moment. rofl )

"Well, help is always appreciated. So you have been lost for ten years already? A long time not knowing your family, or if you even have one." Tesunie looks at the mirror like surfaces of the hall, seeing the reflection of himself. It looked familiar, but foreign at the same time. He knew it was his, but only vaguely. Suddenly you hear his stomach growl, very loudly because of the echoing of the hallway.
"Is there a place to get food around here?" He looks down at his belly, as it rumbled away again. "I don't know when I last ate." The thought suddenly dawns on him when he says that.

Tesunie covers his eyes quickly. The wall on the other side of the chamber just exploded for no apparent reason. "What?!" He exclaims from his mouth, not sure what just happened. Tesunie accidentally inhales some of the smoke as it spreads, and starts coughing profusely.

A few moments later, still coughing, he noticed that his arm had a few minor cuts on it caused from the passing debris. It was nothing to be concerned with, or at least it didn't look like anything bad. He wasn't a healer, or so he thought he wasn't. He wasn't sure what he was. He knew he was human, and he now knows that he bleeds as well. He didn't know why it was called bleeding, but this red stuff he thought of as blood was now slowly seeping from his body.
"Ow. Ow. Ow." He says as he holds his arm, trying to cradle it or something, uncertain as to what he needs to do with it.

(A few edits as suggested by Earth2dragon. Mostly grammar and stuff like that. Very minor.)

Skye slowly uncurled her wing into its normal postition, revealing her mocking icy gray eyes. Her mouth twisted into a sneering smile and she bent into a crouching position. In a flash she pushed off the ground and rocketed upwards, wings folded neatly against her back. Once she reached a height of fifteen feet, she extended her shiny black wings and begun to hover lazily above Takura and Tesunie's heads. Pursing her lips together, she looked Takura up and down, wondering if she posed as any threat. Narrowing her eyes, Skye observed the elf's fingers laying uneasily inside her skirts, as if clutching a concealed weapon. A smirk planted itself upon Skye's face, and with a flick of a wrist, an ornate silver staff appeared within her grasp.

"Greetings Takura and Tesunie." She called out in a cold tone, "As to answer your nosy little questions, I am the Dark Lady Skye and not long ago I arrived from my homeworld, Etheria. As to the wall," She turned her head and glanced at the undistinguishable pile of rubble and stated, "I did what I had to." She began to stroke her staff gently, her expression nuetral, showing no emotion. "Now, to you two." Her icy gaze passed over Takura and landed upon the bleeding boy. A thoughtful expression passed over her face as she watched his confustion over his arm. "Why are you here youngsters?" She asked in a rude tone, "Got lost looking for mommy?" Smirking, she waited patiently for their responses.

Takura looked at Tesunie, and noticed him marveling over her flying. She could tell the boy was from the Machinery world of Mechus, but did he remember this?

She then remembered his arm, and removed her hand from her bow, and tore some fabric from her skirt. Takura carefully removed the pieces of wall from his arm, and tossed them aside. She took the ripped piece of fabric, and wrapped his arm in it. That will have to do for now. Now to deal with this evil creature...I hope.

The Fallen Angel made her snide remarks, and she slowly turned toward the creature. She really just wanted to hit the floating creature in the gut with an arrow, then cut her into miniscule pieces, and then do much more to the pieces. Though they were to grotesque to put into words in her head. She shook her head, and ignored Lady Skye's comment.

Takura replaced her hands to her sides. She no longer had her hand on her bow. She had her hand on a cylindrical shaped bag that lay around her waist. Her quivver. She had her quivver outside her skirts, but not how normal somebody would hold onto a quivver. It was around her waist, because her sword was to large to be there. She opened the top of the quivver, and casualy took out one of her arrows. Takura then looked back up at this Dark Lady Skye, turning the arrow between her fingers over and over again.

"No, and thats not your information to know! Lady Skye, I have a question for you. What is your business here, and why are you tormenting Tesunie and my self? What did we do to you? Hmm??" She asked the Angel menacingly. She had seen the angel surveying her earlier, and knew that she might pose a threat to her. So, with her free hand, Takura removed her bow from her skirts, and calmly held it next to her.

She really wanted to pierce the angel straight, but she would only do that if the Angel REALLY pissed her off. This time she was less patient in waiting for an answer.

"WELL?!"

(Sorry, Internet was down last night.)
(By the way, the really isn't any indication of where he is from. He could be from anyway, just not the one world with angels and demons is all.)

Tesunie winces as the stone fragments are removed from his arm. Whining a little with each one, typical for someone his age. He looks in amazement at the bandages, and how they felt on his arm. So that is what you are suppose to do, He thought that to himself as he watches her place the bandage.
"Thanks." He says, blushing a little at how he had previously reacted. They felt nice on the wounds. Little to all of their knowledge, the wounds where already staring to heal, much faster than any normal humans should. No one could tell with the bandage on it though.