Luke

I woke up in a comfy bed. Not a hospital bed; a real bed.
I pulled the sheets off and looked at my leg. No arrow. No hole. Not even a scar. I was completely healed.
“How’s it feel? Any pain?”
I looked up and saw two angels standing over me.
Instinct took over; I jumped to my feet, looking for an escape. Only one door, on the other side of the room, past the angels. Crap.
“You–who are you?” I asked, “What do you want with me?”
“You’re standing,” the one angel said, “So I guess you’re okay. Good. I’m Alex, a.k.a. ‘the guy that just saved your life’.” He gestured to the other angel. “And this is Lilly. She helped.”
“Saved my life?” I hesitated. “You healed me?”
He nodded.
“Why? You’re angels, and I’m–”
“An incubus?” He threw his hands up, shrugging. “Doesn’t matter.”
“You… you don’t hate ‘cubi?”
“God loves everyone,” the other angel–Lilly–said, “No matter what species they are.”
“Right. Thanks for healing me. Uh… my name’s Luke. Nice to meet you.”
“Glad we could help.” She smiled.
“So, what happened?” Alex asked.
“A group of angels were chasing me,” I explained.
“Any idea why?”
“Probably just because they hate ‘cubi.” I knew that wasn’t the real reason, but I wasn’t about to tell two angels that I’m a god. They seemed nice, but… some things are best kept secret.
“That can’t be all there is to it,” Lilly said, “They shot you with a heavily enchanted arrow. Designed to drain the victim’s magic. It’s–it’s too powerful to waste on a random incubus.”
“Lilly’s right. That arrow was filled to the brim with spiritual energy from you. Ordinary ‘cubi–or practically any species–don’t have enough power to fill that thing up.”
“Um… maybe they didn’t empty it from the last person?”
“It’s a one-shot deal,” Lilly explained, “It can’t be reused–not even as a regular arrow. Which means all that energy had to come from you.”
“I…” I didn’t know what to tell them.
“You’re a mortal spirit, right?” Alex said.
“Spirit? I–”
“A powerful spirit reborn as a mortal. Same with us.”
I nodded. Powerful spirit… I suppose that’s true. Not the whole truth, but not a lie, either.
“You’re safe here,” Alex said, “The Lab is like Area 51: top-secret; protected by the government. Except we actually have alien technology.”
“If you actually had aliens, you wouldn’t be telling me.”
“Oh, come on. Why is it so hard to believe that we have real alien technology here? We’ve got a sentient AI, technology that works with magic, and yes, we have a frickin’ alien. And a dragon.”
“You’re serious? A dragon?”
He smiled.
“Interesting…” I read something about dragons just recently… what was it? “Have you seen my journal?” I searched my pockets frantically, hoping I hadn’t lost it again.
“Oh. Yeah. Right here.” Lilly grabbed it off the desk and handed it to me.
“Thanks.” I glanced at the bookmarks. Several pages between the two of them. Lots of new information. “Uh… could you give me some time to catch up?”
“Catch up?”
“Yeah. I… uh… I have some memory issues,” I explained, “Need to write everything down so I can refer to it later. The last few days are a total blank right now.”
“You don’t remember anything?”
I shook my head.
“Sounds rough.”
“I’m used to it.” I shrugged.
They left, and I started reading.
I’d told another half-truth. Telling them about the memory problems, but not… the rest of it. It was for the best, I figured. If they knew the whole truth, they might not be so willing to trust me.