The Red Haired Woman

The child doctor

 She can feel the smell of something sweet around her, its like a blanket over her body. covering her body in sweetened warmth. Its a feeling like no other. The smell of black coffee, sunshine, and power. A smell so sweet and familiar though she can't remember where she smelled it before. She tries to turn over, the bed she is lying on produces a vibration and a gentle hum like a song. ' Definitely not my bed' she thinks as she opens her eyes. She is in a cave that somehow has the most enchanting chandeliers she has ever seen. Blue lights on the small crystals that produce the light, she can hear the energy from within buzzing in the crystals. The energies buzz steadily, she can feel them flowing like water on a smooth medium. 

' She is waking up, Mother', a child's voice. Very musical and a little high pitched. She hears shuffling from below her, her body is still stiff she cannot move it, only her eyes can move around. And all she can see are the chandeliers and a cave ceiling, and strangely she can feel the energies puzzling around her and beneath her. Whatever bed she is sleeping on feels like is suspended high up and it feels alive as the hum is still steady but very gentle. Her lips are moving too, she tries to speak.

' Hello, anyone there?' it's a weak croak but loud enough for the people in the cave. She lets out a small scream as the bed is lowered unexpectedly but slowly.

' You can move now, we were worried you were never going to wake up after that intense and sudden transportation' the Mother speaks.

' The red hair as th.....' the child starts excitedly but Mother cuts her off with a stern look. Soila sits up slowly her eyes closed in concentration. Her hand holding the bed she is lying on for support. The bed hums again, she snatches her hand away in fright and jumps off it. The sudden movement makes her feel so lightheaded and unsteady on her feet. She takes a moment to steady herself. She looks at the bed It's a big puddle of water suspended delicately on the space. She can see and feel how alive it is.

' What is this place?' she asks as she looks around. The mother and the child are now standing near the bed looking at her as if she is an interesting experiment being showcased. They are very beautiful and wearing the most beautiful clothes she has ever seen. The mother is wearing a black gown with a blue highlight at its base, she realizes the more she looks at the gown the more it looks alive. Its as if she is wearing darkness and a splash of water at the base of the dress. A very impossible fact.

' Is she dressed in darkness?' she thinks as she looks at the gown keenly. 'Impossible.'

' No its a gown' the child answers her. That startles Soila, who instinctively reaches to her waistband for her gun. She comes out empty.

' Your weapon is safe, my lady' the child speaks again.

' Who are you people and how do you get into my head?'

The child walks around the block of water which emits a strong buzz as she approaches Soila. The looks at her cautiously.

' We are not going to hurt you, we are your friends.'

' I need you to tell me who you really are and what you want from me. And what the hell you did to me or am gonna hurt you both. I promise you that,' Her voice is finally back to its stern tilt. She looks around her quickly as the child takes another step towards her.

' You won't find any human weapon in here, my lady' the child tells her reading her actions.

' She is definitely in my head' Soila thinks.

' That's true, My lady'.

' Stop getting into my head, child' she almost screams at the child. The child stops in her tracks and nods once.

' I am so sorry my lady. I did not mean to offend you. They call me Shavaa, the doctor. And she is Mother Shavaa' she introduces them as she beckons towards her mother who has been calmly standing back and letting the child, Shaava, do all the talking.

 Soila stares at both of them, she doesn't have anything to say. The only thing running through her head is that she needs to wake up from this damned strange dream. Floating water beds, a doctor child who can somehow get in her head, and a mother who wears darkness and water as a gown. It is a very interesting dream. She walks backward as her eyes scan the room quickly for an exit but she cannot see any. Shavaa stares at her patiently but cautiously, they had been warned about her human skills and also about her skills in their world. Soila is literally a walking and living destruction. 

' You need to seat and listen Soila,' Shavaa advises calmly as she beckons at a chair on the corner near a very strange flame of fire. She can also feel the pulsating rage in the fire, the promise of a calmness whispered from its depths. She frowns at the strange thought that she can hear fire whispering. She needs answers so seats on the chair given and stares at the child. She seems to be around eleven years old, with the eyes of a dragon- a wise old dragon.

' Your eyes... they are so strange' Soila begins the conversation. Her skills as a detective coming instinctively. The Mother smiles and chuckles softly. Her chuckle sounds like a thousand soft licks on a glass.

' Definitely not human' Soila thinks. Just as the thought crosses her mind her eyes flick to Shavaa to see if she has attempted to read her thoughts again. Not a single reaction, good.

' You are in Ethipia, the empire of mages and dragons and the most beautiful creatures in the realm,'Mother begins. Soila notices that Shavaa is silent now, allowing Mother to explain. The description makes her burst out into laughter. In all her career as a detective and later on as a medical detective she has never encountered strange abductors or as she could say 'freaks'. Shavaa stares at her strangely as if she expected a different kind of reaction.

' I am sorry. What?' her laughter rings out in the cave walls. 

' They are here, Mother' the child speaks suddenly her eyes blazing with a fire that terrifies Soila. ' Definitely not a dream!'