Damon's Odyssey (Journey To The Top)

Chapter 08.

"Don't go mummy, please don't leave me...I'm scared." A little child cried when his mom was taking gradual steps away from him.

"I won't stay long Damon, I promise...I'll be back for you. Just stay here and don't go anywhere." The woman assured the scared child who was beginning to cry loudly waking his little sister strapped on his mother's back.

"Here. Have this..." She murmured gently, removing a huge pendant from her neck and wearing it for the child who looks amused by the new gift.

"This would keep you safe, never lost or allow anyone to snatch it away from you. Just stay here while I go find some food for us okay?" The woman mused to him, tears escaping her eyes which she quickly wiped away.

She moved away swiftly while the little child was engrossed in the new gift, by the time the child realized his mother was gone, a loud cry escaped his mouth.

"Mommy!!!" He called into the night.

Damon's eyes flew open and he began to breathe heavily. He looked towards his right and left but no one was in sight.

A confused look spread across his face, he decided to stand but found out that there were several IV tubes pressed into his body flowing with different liquids.

He began to struggle weakly but his struggle only rewarded him with a painful migraine and he decided to relax because the migraine might kill him if he continued struggling.

He couldn't shout because of the oxygen mask and he was finding it impossible to lift his hands, they felt so heavy, and slowly he began to feel light weighed.

The door swung open and someone rushed to his bedside but his eyes began to close slowly and once again darkness won the battle.

The man stared at the sleeping man and a happy smile covered his face, picking his phone, he dialed a number.

"He's out of the coma, boss." He said into the phone and ended the call to check on the sleeping man.

"You're sure he's okay doctor? It's been three days and he's not moved again." Damon heard a voice ask and gave a low grunt of a struggle trying to open his eyes but the darkness wasn't letting him go he'd made the resolve to win against the darkness and once he was determined to do something, nothing will stop him.

His movement alerted the two men discussing and they quickly made their way to his bedside.

"He's waking up again." The man who seems to be in his sixties announced to the other man whose whole attention was on Damon.

The fight with darkness ended and Damon fluttered his eyes open slowly in victory; never will he allow darkness to win in his life again.

Once his eyes were adjusted to the light, he met two faces staring at him; the other was filled with a smile while the other man's face was just blank.

"Hello." The smiley man said with a smile but when Damon opened his mouth to talk, he started coughing.

The doctor poured a glass of water for him and motioned for the other man to help the patient sit up. Damon didn't like the fact that he's been treated like a disabled and he tried to sit up on his own but his hands seemed too weak to carry his heavy body so he slumped back.

"Calm down and don't stress yourself too much, you're still weak." The smiley man muttered, giving him water to drink with the help of the other man.

They propelled him into a sitting position, his head being supported by a pillow while the smiling man did some quick check-upon-upon him.

"I'm Doctor Alec Baldwin and this is General Leonard." The smiley man was introduced and Damon nodded his head in acknowledgment.

"What's your name?"

He opened his mouth to talk but no words came out... What's happening? The question vibrated in his head.

"Has he gone dumb or was he dumb?" The man introduced as General Leonard asked, peering at Damon who looked at him with a baffled expression.

"N..no. I'm not dumb. I... I can talk." He replied when Doctor Alec couldn't answer the question thrown at him.

"Good. What's your name and where are you from?" The general asked with urgency in his voice.

"Calm down general, he's just coming out of a coma after eight months plus, give him time to think straight." The doctor explained to the impatient looking general.

What!?

Eight months?

How?

"How?" Damon asked with dilated pupils.

"Oh. Sorry for not informing you, you've been in a coma for eight months." The doctor announced and Damon frowned his face at the doctor. The man's saying it as if he'd just made some major achievement that would get him a gold medal.

"What's your name, young man?" The general asked in an icy chilled voice filled with a command that forced Damon's eyes to him.

Their eyes locked and Damon felt his cold stare penetrating his soul. Who the fuck is this man?

"Stop staring and tell me your name."

Damon shook his head and felt a stinging sensation, giving pain, he relaxed his head back on the pillow.

"Stop scaring him, general." The doctor said, coming close to examine him.

"Try and remember your name sir." The doctor muttered calmly to him.

"Okay," Damon murmured and tried to think what his name was but all he got in his memory were blank spaces.

He tried to think hard but it only resulted in more excruciating pain, his hands flew to his head, and clutched them in pain. "Ahhhhhh!!!" He let out a painful agonizing scream that made Doctor Alec jolted up in shock.

Dr. Alec dashed towards the table beside the bed and got an injection ready, moving towards the man howling in pain, he asked the general to hold him tight while he administered the injection to him.

The worried looking general held him down while the doctor injected him.

Within seconds, Damon began to feel dizzy and darkness came for him again, engulfing him without giving him a chance to fight.

"What the fuck happen to him!?" The general asked, laying him back onto the bed gently.

"From the symptoms he just displayed...." He took a pause and dropped the empty syringe down, turning to face the general.

"He might have a memory loss. The young man doesn't seem to know his identity." He added, a deep sigh escaping his mouth, leaving the general in confusion and questions no one can answer… not even the unconscious man.