Chapter 2: Mikael

The sky had turned dark, the moon was shining brightly at the sky, and the three men were now sitting in front of a bonfire, the redhead was now wearing clothes, and covered himself.

They stared at the crackling fire in front of them as they didn't speak at all. But then, Vesemir breaks the ice.

"So… you got a name?" questioned the old man.

The redhead stared at Vesemir for a while, before humming. "Mikael, that's my name."

"Redanian?" Geralt asked.

Mikael shook his head.

"Koviri?"

Mikael shook his head again.

"Then where are you from?"

"Not from this place." answered Mikael. "Far, far away."

"Like other worlds?" grunted Geralt.

"You could say that." said Mikael, a bit surprised at Geralt's question. "I forgot that you've dealt with otherworlders."

"You know about me?" questioned Geralt.

Mikael scoffed. "Of course. Geralt of Rivia, the Butcher of Blaviken, the White Wolf, Gwynbleidd, Ravix of Fourhorn, Geralt Roger Eric du Haute–"

"Okay, stop, stop, I get it." Geralt grumbled, earning a chuckle from Vesemir. "So, what's your deal?"

Mikael just stared at Geralt for a while, before saying. "I don't know just yet."

"You don't know?"

"My first memory of this world is your face," said Mikael. "So excuse me that I don't know what I'm doing yet."

"So no purpose?" Vesemir restated. "No 'Kidnapping Humans', or, 'Taking the Elder Blood'?"

"None of that." chuckled Mikael. "Last memory I have was that I died… killed by an… explosion…" he continued, frowning at the last words.

"What kind of explosion?"

"Let's not talk about that…" murmured Mikael. He then turned around, to the sight of the village that Geralt had burned just now, so that the 'Scarlet Rot', as Mikael called it, wouldn't spread.

"It's useless you know." spoke Mikael. "It won't be stopped by mere fire."

"Then how do we stop it from spreading?" questioned Vesemir. "There's a village near this village, they will suffer if we won't stop it."

"You got hit by the rot too, old man?" questioned Mikael. He stretched his remaining hand, and said. "Let me see."

Vesemir was confused, but he just gave his hand to him. He didn't know why, but he felt like he trusted him. Mikael took Vesemir's hand that was infested with rot, and slowly but surely, the rot was gone, absorbed by Mikael.

"You can control it?" questioned Vesemir.

Mikael just hummed, and he stood up. He walked to the edge of the village, where the scarlet rot was spreading. He knelt, and touched the grass.

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Slowly, the dirt that was tainted with rot was gone, the fungus disappeared, and the fog dispersed. Now, the village looked like it was ransacked, rather than infested with scarlet rot.

Mikael turned around again, and walked to the baffled Witchers.

"What?" questioned Mikael as he sat down.

"What are you?" Geralt asked back, frowning.

"I don't know myself." answered Mikael. "When I woke up… I just… know that I could control it… along with a couple other boons…"

"Boons?"

"I know swordsmanship." continued Mikael. "As well as Compulsion."

"Compulsion?"

"Yes, otherwise, you will probably try to kill me hours ago." smiled Mikael.

Geralt frowned, but he felt like he was not a threat.

"It's useless to fight it." spoke Mikael calmly. "And I mean you no harm Witchers, this compulsion is not harmful, it is not mind control, it's just that people that got close to me will feel affection towards me."

"Sorry, but I'm not into guys." scoffed Geralt.

Mikael laughed. "Not that kind of affection, like a friendly affection I guess…"

"And how do you know that?" Vesemir spoke again curiously, gathering as much information as possible. "Your… talents…"

Mikael only pointed at his head with his left hand. "I just know apparently… imbued in my instincts… like how living beings don't 'learn' how to breathe, they just… know."

"If you can absorb the rot, how come you still have some rot in your… amputated arm?" questioned Vesemir.

"This?" said Mikael, pointing at the stump of his right arm. "It's the only place that I couldn't absorb… it's not spreading or anything, just a bit painful sometimes… but it is what it is,"

Vesemir looked at Geralt, as if thinking the same thing. "Are you human?" Geralt asked again.

Mikael just smiled. "I don't know."

Mikael then stood up and walked towards a cliff, he took a deep breath, and watched as the moon shines in the sky.

"Do you mind if I tag along?" Mikael asked Geralt and Vesemir. "I promise I won't use my tricks on you anymore, it's just a precaution… no offense, you are witchers, you should know about this."

"None taken." Geralt answered. "I sense no ill will from you, but why do you want to tag along?"

"Like I said, I don't know what I'm doing here." said Mikael. "Perhaps I'll find something following you."

Geralt was about to refute, but then Vesemir interrupted. "Sure, if you like," he answered. "I want to study you as well if you don't mind… don't know if we'll encounter your 'Scarlet Rot' again, or one of your kind ever again…"

"That'll be weird… studying me…" murmured Mikael. "But I'll allow it."

"Then we'll continue traveling tomorrow morning." nodded Vesemir, making Geralt sigh.

Mikael hummed, and walked back towards the campfire. He looked at the sword that was resting against the tree, and asked. "You have a spare sword or something?"

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