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"Blah"= Spoken
'Blah'Thoughts/ Communicating mentally with...well, saying that would be a spoiler.
P.s.-- There will be references to multiple fanfics in this chapter, and maybe in future ones too, but this fanfic isn't taking place within them. It is, as ironic of a statement to say about a fanfiction, its own story.--0--0--
So today's apparently been a real bad day for me.
And I say apparently because I can't seem to remember much of...well, anything. The only thing I know for sure is that, for whatever reason, I'm feeling real, and I mean real pissed.
I dunno why, or at what, or when, or anything else of that nature, and I--
"Are you done mentally monologuing, human? Or should I call that a rant of some sort?"
...Uh...
"Don't pretend as though you can't hear me, child. I'm speaking to you from within your mind," The voices briefly chuckled lightly, "or what's left of it anyways.."
'What are you talking about?'
"You don't remember anything? Not a single detail??" They asked in a tone that sounded more like a mixture amusement and curiosity than an actual sense of worry. If I had fists, I know I'd be cle--
'...wait, where are my hands?!'
'Actually scratch that--WHERE'S MY ENTIRE BODY?!! I-I can't see anything! Or smell anything! Or taste, hear, or touch!!! WHAT'S HAPPE--!!'
"Quiet, human. You're irritating me." The voices' threatening tone was enough to make me shut up, but not before mumbling about it being an asshole, "Anyways, try to remember an important memory, or something. Anything at all would do-- perhaps family, friends, something you cherish?"
'Important memories, huh?'
I tried to recover memories of family, and that just left me with a headache, somehow. After that I tried recovering memories of friends, and that just left me feeling...cold? The hell is up with my head? Is my nervous system messed up? Wait, I don't even have a--!!
'No. Don't. Just..take an imaginary deep breath, and try something else.'
After following my own instructions, I tried again, this time focusing on something I might've cherished, or found important.
'Something important, something important, something important, something impor--'
"..da...ted...pen...or"
'FUCK YEAH, A MEMO--!! I mean...yay..?'
Admittedly, to my joy, my thoughts were interrupted as something played in my conscience, like background music. Though I could barely understand it, as most of it was static.
'But what is it? Music? Someone talking to me? So many questions already...'
I begrudgingly shook my head in my imagination and decided to move on, trying to get another memory.
'What should I look for now? Hm...how about a date?...yeah, ok, I'll try a date this time. Let's see...'
I tried imagining a date for several moments, but to my frustration, nothing came up...for a while, at least.
But then, one popped into my mind. It appeared to me mentally in the form of large white letters and a number, seemingly being only the month and day.
'February 1st? How is that important to me? Is it my birthday?'
Suddenly, as soon as I asked the question, I felt something...something bad...it felt like my chest hurt, even though I didn't have one. Like my eyes were starting to water, even though I didn't have a pair. Like my fists were clenching, even though I had none.
And through it all, questions ran though my mind.
'Why does it hurt?'
'How do I stop it?'
'How long will it hurt for?'
'Why is this day matter to me?'
'..Who am I?'
...the last one made my nonexistent blood boil the more I thought about it. I felt frustrated, angry, sad, confused, and scared, all at the same time. And I hated it.
What the hell did I do to deserve this? What did I do end up having to suffer like this, without a body or my memories? Who the hell was I to dealt with this bad a card by Fate?
Who was I?
Who was I??
WHO THE HELL AM I?!!
"You are an Earthling." The voice's sudden return brought me out of my rage, "I was hoping you would at least remember that much, but I suppose I was wrong."
'You...you know who I am..?'
"Yes, I do." I sense of hope rose within my nonexistent heartbut I cannot tell you everything. Your human mind would likely break under the sudden stress of instantly regaining all of your memories at once." And like that, the hope was swiftly crushed under a metaphorical boot, to my dismay.
'Oh...then..what can you tell me?'
"You are an Earthling named Matthew. That is all I'll tell you for now.However, as a gift for providing me with some small amusement for the time being, allow me to request something of you." The voices said, confusing me.
'How is a request from you a gift?'
"Tell me about Ruby.." The voices proceeded, ignoring my question and causing me to mentally sigh.
'Ruby? Like the stone?...I don't get how that relates to me. Was I some rich kid?...please tell me I wasn't an entitled rich kid..' I mentally pleaded.
"No, not 'Ruby' as in the stone; Ruby, as in the person."
'A person named Ruby? I don't--'
"You're a Huntress...can I have your autograph?"
W-what? Huntress? I--
"As a girl, I wanted to be just like those heroes in the books...someone who fought for what was right, and protected people who couldn't protect themselves!"
"I don't need people to help me grow up. I drink milk."
Why does my heart feel kinda warm all of a sudden? What is this?
What...what am I remembering right now?
"Good morning, Team RWBY!"
And like that, something clicked. Something that I knew held a special place in my life. I don't know why, or how, but I just know that it did...and I think it still does.
RWBY.
As in the show and Team RWBY.
Images of them all flashed through my mind:
Ruby
Weiss
Blake
Yang
And Team JNPR
Beacon Academy
Ozpin
Glyzzle Goodwy--
...I have a feeling that's not her real name...but I don't feel like I wanna call her anything else.
Then something else happened inside me I wasn't expecting.
I...laughed..I think? It's hard to tell with it all being in my head...but I feel happy now, for some reason. Like just chest feels lighter, like I'd have a grin across my face if I had one.
"Seems like remembering the world of Remnant has brought you some happiness, human. Or rather, I suppose I should call you 'Earthling' from now on?" The voices said with a chuckle.
'What do you mean from now on..?'
"Oh, that's a surprise I would rather leave you to discover for yourself. Speaking of which..." I suddenly felt some kind of force act on me, "I suppose this is where we say farewell for now, Earthling."
Soon after the voice said its farewell, I felt my conciousness slip away from me, leaving me clueless to what was to come.
-End
A/N: Sup readers! GOH426 here, and, as you can see, I've started a new story!
First and foremost, lemme just get this out of the way--I know this is really short. I've never been that good at writing beginnings, and I still far that problem with Team NAVJ. Regardless, the story will pick up in time, and I hope you all enjoy it.
Speaking of which, I am still going to be writing Team NAVJ, and that one will, for now, depending on what you guys want, take priority over this one.
Still, I will be writing this one, but chapters will come out more randomly depending on whether or not you guys are that interested in this series.
That being said, I do have a question: would you guys like to see a rebirth and childhood arc (a small one), or just have Matthew get thrown into the world of Remnant.
And with that, I'm out. Peace!!!