The Black Haired Boy

A teen with black hair and brown skin wakes up in a dark cave. He looks around trying to figure out where he is and what's happening. Searching through his memory, he can't seem to recall anything. He gets up from the cold hard floor and looks around the cave he woke up in and looks for an exit. As he walks around he feels that his body is sore and his head is in pain.

"Hello is there anybody here?" the boy calls out to the dark. But there was no response.

As he walks down a narrow passage he notices bushes blocking to what seems to be an entrance to the cave. He pushes through the bushes blocking the way.

"Finally, I'm out of that dark cave, now let's see. Who the hell am I? And what was I doing in that cave?" The boy thinks to himself.

He looks around and notices that he is in a forest with no sun or light of any kind in sight.

"What the hell" the boy says.

He continues to walk through the forest searching for another person or some sort of area where he can get information but his stomach starts to growl.

He looks at his body noticing that he barely has a tunic on and rags for pants. He has nothing on him except his raggedy clothing.

"What the hell!"

As he continues to walk through the forest he notices a dancing light to the corner of his eyes.

"Seems to be a campfire. There must be people." He thinks to himself.

"Who goes there!" A man holding a bow yells at him.

"Just a lost and confused person. I mean no harm sir." Says the boy.

"Now why would I trust a boy who's wandering in a forest, what do you want?" responds the man.

"To be honest, I don't know sir. I seem to have lost my memories and I am currently hungry." Says the boy.

"Well here catch this." The man throws an apple to the boy. "Now leave me alone."

The boy catches the apple and takes a bite. "Thank you sir. By any chance can you take me to the nearest village or area where there are people?" The boy asks.

"Ah hell didn't I just tell you to buzz off. Ah I guess, why not. Move slowly towards me" The man cautiously says.

The boy walks towards the man and notices the mans features. He was a tall man about 6'5 tall, with a beard and clothing all made out of fur. He was a robust man with light skin toned by the sun and brown hair. The man also notices the boy staring at him.

"What? Something on my face?" Asks the man. And the boy shakes his head.

"I've been hunting in this woods for quite a while and this is the first time I've met a boy who has no memories. By the way my name is Rit. Do you at least remember yours?" Rit says as he lowers his guard and his bow, due to the person appearing to be a weak 10 year old boy.

"I don't remember that either sir. But for now you can call me Don sir." The boy responds.

"Ok Don you can go sleep by the fire, we'll go to the nearest town tomorrow. Also by the way. You try anything and I won't hesitate to put an arrow between your eyes." Rit says.

"Yes sir." Don responds.

The next morning Rit wakes Don up to get ready for the journey to the next town. Don notices that he had a fur blanket on top of him.

"Thank you sir." He says to Rit.

"Don't mention it. I noticed you shaking last night. By the way I don't suppose you have anything better to wear than those rags? I don't want you to embarrass me on our journey to the next town so you can have my old leather clothing, its at least better than those rags you have on." Rit says.

"Yes sir. Thank you." Don responds.

"Well if you're ready let's go. We got quite a long journey to Arid, which is the closest town to this forest." Rit says.