Well that took a while, but I hope it's at least entertaining. So without further ado, I give you the 1st part of "The Unknown". Enjoy!

Title: The Unknown

Author: Talani Greywolf (Silverwolf)

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: Taint mine, iffin it were, I'd have me a party!

Summary: After an apparent accident, Roxanne is suffering from amnesia.

The Unknown

By Talani Silverwolf

The first thing she was aware of as she slowly began to awake was the light filtering through her eyelids. Something wasn't right about it, too bright and from the wrong angle, so that meant she wasn't in her bedroom. The implication was a bit unsettling, if she wasn't in her room, who's room was she in?

Roxanne started to stir and became conscious of a sharp, aching pain in the back of her head as though something or someone had struck her there. What the hell? Slowly rolling onto her back so she wouldn't put pressure on the sore spot, she realized she wasn't wearing anything under the covers. 'So, I'm naked in a strange bed. Lovely.'

She wasn't too worried, yet, some instinct told her that it was fine. That feeling was suddenly banished when a quiet male voice asked "Feeling better?"

Her eyes flew open as she turned to look at the source, Megamind, and would have bolted for the door if she hadn't been so disoriented. Quickly sitting up and clutching the sheet to her chest, she didn't even think before she shouted "You, you! What in the hell do you think you're doing!"

He was laying on the other side of the bed, the calm expression on his face slipped to a neutral one. Sitting up slowly, he turned towards her and rested his weight on one arm.

"Roxanne, what's the matter?" he sounded genuinely puzzled, a worried look crept across his face.

As she gathered her wits about her, Roxanne glared at him, and addressed him in a bitter tone, "I don't know what you think you're doing, but this, you've gone too far!"

Megamind studied her face carefully, in view of the situation, he used as calm a voice as possible when he finally spoke.

"Roxanne, do you remember what happened yesterday?"

She wasn't quite sure what he was trying to get at, nothing of importance occurred the previous day that would lead up to her being in the same bed as the devious villain. As she thought about it, Roxanne realized she couldn't entirely recall much of anything, panic rising in waves when all her memories were fuzzy and in a state of disorder.

She gave a start when he gently placed a hand on her shoulder, his eyes held hers as he asked, "Can you tell me what todays date is?"

Taking a deep breath, Roxanne replied a bit shaky, "I have a feeling it's not going to be the same as what you're thinking." She closed her eyes as she brought her knees up to rest her head on them, muffling the rest of her words. "What's wrong with me? Why can't I remember anything clearly?"

Megamind gave her shoulder a gentle squeeze, saying "Look, it's obviously amnesia caused by the accident. The doctor did say that you might experience some. What can you clearly recall, even if only a minor thing?"

Lifting her head slightly so she could look at him, Roxannes's response was tentative. "It's a couple of days until Metroman day, isn't it?" She noted that he held perfectly still, although his eyes widened in apparent shock.

"That was almost fifteen months ago!" he exclaimed.

Fifteen, months? More than a year. Feeling dizzy, she had to close her eyes against the sensation, her mouth suddenly felt dry. Somehow she managed to reply in a relatively composed tone, "And somehow that explains all of this."

The bed jiggled as Megamind got up and reached for his robe, donning it quickly as he walked around the bed to stand next to her. His words coming as though forced. "Roxanne, maybe it would be best to call the doctor. In the meantime," here he gave a heartfelt sigh, "perhaps some breakfast before we continue the current subject."

"Yes," she said in a hushed tone. "Perhaps that would be best."

Nodding, he turned to leave, pausing halfway through the doorway. "Would it help to call Wayne? He's aware of our history, and you might not doubt what I'm telling you."

Oh Lord, Wayne is it? How on earth did that come about? "Yes, I guess so." He would have left then, except for the quiver in her voice "Are we…..?"

He felt like he had all those months ago when she had rejected him that rainy night. Rubbing his face, Megamind couldn't bring himself to look in her direction, instead he glanced around the room before he uttered, "Please, let's just get ourselves collected before going any further."

"Megamind, I have to know. Please, I feel so lost."

She barely caught his whispered "Yes", before he left.

Burying her face in her knees, she wished desperately for the return of all the lost memories that would bring balance back to her world.

Since there was no sign that was going to happen anytime soon, Roxanne did the only thing she could. Put on some clothes, and went in search of the one man she had secretly admired for so many years.

'Fifteen months.' She though dumbfounded. 'Apparently a lot has happened in that time.' And suddenly she shook her head, she needed to keep her mind open if she was going to find out anything at all about those missing months, better to stop any speculation now.

She stepped into a strange hall, and stopped dead as she noticed her reflection in a mirror. Her hair had grown out to hang at shoulder length.

This was getting too weird.

To be continued…