Within a little shack in the middle of the forest a man with the birth name Elliott Stone helps an injured stranger onto a bed.
"Breathe, just breathe. Let your heart be free to fix you. Let your lungs fill you with life... you will be fine, my friend, I have all we need to heal you."
"Thank you," the stranger coughs out.
"Don't thank me, my friend, it's not I who gives you life. We can thank Mother Goddess for that."
The stranger gives a concerned look over in his saviour's direction and watches as the man picks several leaves from various hanging plants around the shack.
"I am Leaf, what do I call you?"
Leaf thinks on the name while he drops the leaves he'd collected into a Mortar and pestle and begins to grind them together.
"Why what? My friend."
The Lucas coughs, "why is my name curious?"
"Lucas is another name for Lucius, son of the devil... I thought that to be curious, that's all."
Leaf places his mix into a small cotton bag and hands it it to Lucas.
"Place this over your nose and breathe normally. It will help numb the pain."
"Thank you, Leaf. And I assure you that my name is just a coincidence," Lucas winces as he laughs at his poor attempt at a joke.
"There are no coincidences, my friend, but whoever you are you will be safe here, I promise you that. Now rest, this might be quite unpleasant."
Lucas slept for a considerable number of hours. Leaf had been sitting by Lucas' side ever since he had fallen into his deep sleep. He sat there silently, listening to the songs of the birds in the trees. Leaf sat there for hours and hours, just listening. Those songs so pure and peaceful, so so... They changed, the birds no longer sang they screamed, screamed a warning. BANG! The world went silent, as the gunshot echoed throughout the forest.
"Get out here!" A gruff voice shouted.
Leaf stood up and walk to his front door. It opened with a loud creak. A group of six stood in Leaf's garden. Each holding weapons of frightening variety.
"Hello friends, is there something you need?"
"We are not your friends," the man said bluntly, "we're looking for a trouble maker, goes by the name-"
"Lucas," Leaf interrupts, "Yes, I thought you might"
"So he's here then?" the rough looking man says with a smile.
"Yes, in a manner of sense."
"What does that mean? Is he here or not!"
"His body is here. His body was to badly damaged for his spirit to remain."
"Alright, crazy man. Show me his body."
The gruff man followed Leaf inside. Lucas laid laid motionless on the bed. The man walked over and placed two fingers on Lucas' neck.
"Huh, the fucker really is dead... you may be crazy but at least you're not a liar."
"Do you wish to take the body?"
"Nah, he ain't worth the effort."
"Very well, I shall burn it."
"Sure, do whatever you want mate"
Leaf nodded his head and followed the man outside and watched as the group received the news, there was a cheer from the group and then they moved on, not giving Leaf a second glance.
Leaf waited for the birds to resume their songs before heading back inside. Once he sat back down by Lucas' side, he removed the small cotton bag from Lucas' nose and waited.
Lucas woke in a state of panic, his eyes searching the room before settling on Leaf.
"What was that! What did you do to me!"
"My apologies Lucas, that remedy can be quite unpleasant. But it did it's job. Those people who were after you found it quite convincing," Leaf said with a chuckle.
"Found what convincing?"
"It's a remedy of my own design, hides you spirit deep in your body. If you don't know what to look for, most would assume it was gone."
"You... you mean they thought I was dead?"
"Yes my friend, very much so."