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Hi all! Wannatripbaby here. So this is my first crack at fanfiction, and I gotta say, it's a lot harder than I expected! 😅 I got the idea for this story after reading a different Shadowheart story here on this site (which I will link in a comment below). While this isn't meant to be a direct sequel, that story can function as a sort of prequel to this one. Enjoy! ******* As I opened my eyes and darkness gave way to white-hot, blinding sunlight, I found myself looking up into the eyes of a stranger. I squinted, letting his features come into focus. He was a young man with short, wavy blond hair. Slightly-pointed ears suggested he was at least half Elf. He was dressed plainly in a brown leather, fur-lined vest that did little to hide the strange tattoos that ran down his arms, around his torso and halfway up his neck. “Hey, you're awake! Finally!” he said. I blinked at him. What was he… The Artifact! My body shot up into a sitting position, which caused my head to pound at the rush of blood. The Artifact, a dodecahedron about the size of one's fist, was lying in the sand directly to my left. I scrambled to grab it, practically pouncing on it despite my disorientation and the stiffness in my limbs. “Whoa! Calm down, lady!” he said, ”I'm not gonna steal your… Say, what is that thing anyway?” “It's none of your business!” I sneered at him. “Now who are you, and… wait… You were on the ship!” He squinted at me “Oh hey! You were in one of those pod things! Glad you made it out.” He smiled at me. The nerve of this man! “Certainly no thanks to you! You ran right past me with that Githyanki savage!” “Uhhhhh, do I look like an expert Mind Flayer technology!? I have no idea how their stuff fucking works!” he exclaimed, “I could've just as likely exploded your brain as freed you! Plus I was a *little* preoccupied with my own survival at the time!” My shoulders sagged a bit “I guess you have a point…” He went from indignant to smiling again instantly. “Good. Glad we agreed on that.” He paused for a moment, “Say uhhhh, did they happen to put a ummm…” he pointed at his eye. I shuddered at the memory. “A Mind Flayer tadpole? Yes, they did.” “Damn.” he said “Well, since we're both infected with weird alien squid babies, what do you say we try and find a town or something where they can hopefully cure us?” I bristled at his phrasing, but he did make a point. We should probably try to find… An all-too-familiar bulk between my legs reminded me of an even-more-pressing issue. I was still wearing my… And there weren't any other Sisters nearby to help me change my… No no no no no no! Lady of Loss preserve me! “What's wrong!?” He apparently saw the look of alarm on my face and was glancing around frantically, trying to assess the area for threats. “I uhhhhh…” I bit my bottom lip.” M-my pack. It had some… I need something from it…” Even if I had my pack from when I was taken, what good would it do me without one of my Sisters here to help me?” “Hate to break it to ya, but I don't think the squid people kept our luggage around.” he rubbed at his wrists. “But hey, maybe it fell out of the ship somewhere nearby? We could look for it together?” “No!” I shouted. I couldn't let him see what I was carrying. “... I mean, thank you, but I am perfectly capable of searching for it on my own.” He raised an eyebrow at my sudden outburst “two eyes are better than one, you know? Errr, I mean four eyes. You know what I meant. Plus I don't think either of us should go alone. It's dangerous.” I shifted my eyes back and forth across the sand. He was right. We were both unarmed. I had my armor, and my magic--although he had no way of knowing that. But I had never had to defend myself alone. For that matter, I'd never traveled alone at all... For good reason. But how could I travel with a stranger? What if he learned of my... Secret? "Fine, I suppose it would be best for us to travel together... For a while." "Awesome!" he said. "By the way, my name's Tav. Yours would be...?" I raised a hand for him to help me off the ground "Shadowheart." He pulled me to my feet "Seriously? Alright, if you say so." I balked at his tone "and just what do you mean by that!?" He shrugged "It's fine, you don't have to tell me your real name if you don't want to." I narrowed my eyes at him, mouth agape at his sheer audacity. "Shadowheart *is* my real name!" He raised his hands as if in surrender. "Whatever you say. Also my real name isn't Tav, its Darkblade Murderdeath." I pointed a finger towards him and whispered the incantation for Sacred Flame, and a moment later a column of violet light singed the ground at his feet, causing him to jump back "Shit! Okayokayokay your real name is Shadowheart!!!" I grinned at him, satisfied. "Good, and don't you forget it, elsewise next time I will not miss." "Duely noted" he said, "I will try not to give you reason to Smite me, O' mighty smiter." He turned to lead the way further down the beach, and I used the opportunity to take stock of the padded bulk beneath my trousers. It didn't appear too visible from the outside. That was good, at least. And I didn't feel wet... Yet. Whatever happens, I must ensure this stranger--this Tav--never finds out that I'm wearing a diaper... Or that I am unable to change myself. You can find the story that gave me the idea for this one here: https://www.deviantart.com/redsabdlcreations/art/1032086335 And here it is on DD by the person who commissioned it: