Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I've recently been employed, so I have less time to do this now. This story is not dead, to those of you who were worried. ;) This chapter is smaller than some others because it's mostly a retcon chapter to help address some issues I had with the story. Now that I got the ball rolling I can take the story where I wanted it to go. Since this chapter is a bit on the foreshadowy side, do feel free to leave criticism of how I could do better in the future. Cheers. :)

Chapter Eight

Memories?

The forest was silent... Too silent.

That could only mean one thing.

Pulling out my pistols, I closed my eyes as I listened to the sounds around me.

"SNAP"

The sound of a snapping twig assaults my ears. Turning around to face the direction of the sound, I fire without hesitation. I'm awarded by the dying screeches of a Beowolf.

"Your reflexes are getting better."

I smile as I hear the familiar voice. Turning around, I look up to see my mentor perched on a tree limb.

"I've had a good teacher."

My mentor smiles, her brown eyes twinkling. "Flattery will get you everywhere." Chuckling, she stands before jumping off and landing in front of me, her brown locks falling in front of her tan face.. "For real though. I'm proud of you. Keep this up and you might finally unlock your Semblance."

I feel my smile widen. I watch her stand and turn to leave as she beckons me to follow. Placing my guns back in their holsters, I follow.

The dream shifts.

Suddenly I'm in a small cabin. My mentor instructs me to sit as she moves to the other side of the room. Moving to our dinner table, I pull out one of the wooden chairs before taking a seat. I watch as my mentor picks up a backpack. She turns before walking over and handing me a backpack. At first I'm confused, but then I see the logo.

ADIDAS...

My eyes widen in surprise as I gasp to myself. Looking at my mentor, she gives me an encouraging nod. Slowly, I look back at the bag, zipping it open I see...

...Something I haven't seen in years.

"How?" I feel my voice crack.

My mentor smiles. "Loki owed me one so I called in a favor. You know as well as I do that time is a less than a plaything for a god like him so... I asked him to get some stuff from your old life. The rest is in your room."

My eyebrows shoot up as I stand, walking as fast as I can, I open the door to my room and...

My bed is covered in old family photos. I smile as I feel tears fall. Tears for a life long passed.

BEEP

BEEP

BEEP

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I open my eyes to the sound of my alarm.

'What the hell kinda dream was that.'

Wordlessly, I stand, making my way to the alarm and shutting it off. As the noise stops. I hear blankets rustle as my teammate shuffles out of bed.

"Good Morning my friend." He says with a yawn.

"Morning." I say absentmindedly as I think back on the dream.

'Who was that woman? She seemed so familiar... What even was that dream?'

'Who says it was a dream?'

My eyes widen as that damn voice sounds in my head again.

'Okay, I really need to look into what that voice is.'

Arnold jumps down before gathering some clothes. "Do you mind if I shower first?"

I absentmindedly shake my head. "No, go on ahead."

I move to sit down and I hear our bathroom door shut. Waiting until I hear the shower turn on, I take a quick breath.

"Okay. Whoever you are that keeps talking in my head. Spill it, who are you."

'You need not speak out loud. If you remember, I can hear your thoughts.'

'Okay... Who are you?'

The voice chuckles.'You know already boy.' The voice laughs for several seconds. 'Honestly, how odd it is that you would use amnesia as an excuse to lie to those around you!' The voice starts to laugh hysterically. 'If you knew how on the nose you were!'

The voice continues to laugh, much to my annoyance.

'What the hell are you talking about?'

If anything, my question only makes the voice laugh harder. Several moments pass before the voice calms down.

'You really are dense. Do you truly believe that you just "woke up" here in the middle of Remnant?' The voice laughs again.

I furrow my brows in confusion.

'What do you mean?'

'Tell you what, I shall help you. If only to further my own amusement. The woman in your dream? Her name is Olivia Ferne.' The voice pauses, letting the information set in. 'Go to your headmaster and ask him to look up the name if you do not believe me.'

'Um... okay?' I just feel my confusion increase.

'While you're there, do me a favor and ask Ozpin if he's finished your background check. If I know that man, he should be done by now.'

'BACKGROUND CHECK!?'

The voice laughs. 'Did you honestly think Ozpin would let you into Beacon with the flimsy excuse you gave him? The laughter continues. 'Foolish boy.'

My anxiety starts to flare. 'Shit! What the fuck?! What am I gonna do?!'

The voice seems amused by my reaction. 'Your reaction is a bit much, considering the circumstances.' The voice laughs before it starts to fade away.

I feel the presence in my mind leaving. Just in time too, cause I hear the bathroom door open to reveal my teammate.

Arnold gives me a carefree smile. "Shower is free."

I nod but stay sitting. My face must be showing my mood because Arnold gives me a worried look.

"Are you alright?"

'Let me get back to you on that... And now I get to play the amnesia card again. Only...'

"My friend?"

Turning my gaze back to my friend I clear my throat. "I um... I think I remembered something. Something from my past, I mean."

Arnold smiles. "That's good!" His smile shrinks as he takes in my face expression. "Isn't it?"

I run my fingers through my hair. "Maybe?... I don't know." I sigh. "After classes today, I think I might drop by the Headmaster's office. Ask if he can confirm something for me."

Arnold stares at me in slight amusement. "It is Saturday."

'...Oh. Holy shit I've made it a whole week in Beacon. How about that...'

"In that case..." I stand up, opening out dresser and pulling out my school uniform. "I'm gonna head straight there. Can you do me a favor and tell teams RWBY and JNPR where I am at Breakfast today?"

My teammate nods with a smile. "Sure. I'll make sure to save you an apple as well. I know how mush you like them."

I smile as I move to the bathroom to change. "Thanks a bunch. Your the best teammate a guy could ask for."

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Now changed, I step out of the bathroom and enter my now empty room.

'I guess Arnold already left.'

Grabbing my scroll, I leave the room before locking it behind me. Turning to walk down the hallway, I activate my scroll before going into the contacts. Pressing Ozpin's number, I hold the scroll up to my ear. The thing dials for several seconds before I hear Ozpin answer.

"Mr. Lawliet? Is everything alright?"

"Um... yeah. I was wondering if I could meet you in your office. I think I remembered something and... I was wondering if you could help."

I hear Ozpin take a sip of something, probably coffee, before he responds. "My door is always open to my student Mr. Lawliet. Since I doubt you know where my office is, I'll have Mrs. Goodwitch fetch you."

"Okay. I'm just leaving the dorms now, I'll head to the courtyard. Thanks in advance."

"Anytime Mr. Lawliet. See you when you arrive."

I hear a click.

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It wasn't long before Mrs. Goodwitch was there to take me to Ozpin's office. She seemed slightly annoyed with the task, but softened up when I apologized. She lead me to inside Beacon's large tower before making our way to an elevator. Getting inside, she pushed a button as I leaned against the wall behind me.

To say I was nervous was an understatement. The voice said that Ozpin had been doing a background check on me... How long until he finds out just how full of shit I am?

I sigh, trying to calm myself down.

'No need to make Mrs. Goodwitch think I'm acting like a guilty man walking to court.'

Moments pass in silence before the elevator finally opens, revealing Ozpin's office. Mrs. Goodwitch exits and I follow slowly as I take my surroundings in with wide eyes. The room is mostly colored green and the roof seems to be adorned with moving gears and cogs. In the middle of the room sits Ozpin at his desk. A desk that is covered in papers, something that looks like a futuristic computer and his signature mug of coffee. I approach slowly and I see Mrs. Goodwitch take a place standing by Ozpin.

'I guess we'll be having this conversation with her here.'

Ozpin gives me a friendly smile, but his face is as unreadable as ever. "Please take a seat Mr. Lawliet." He says as he gestures to one of the chairs in front of his desk.

Nodding, I take a seat before taking a breath.

'Where do I start?'

Ozpin sits in silence, waiting for me to speak.

'...Fuck it. Just... I guess bring up the woman I guess.'

Meeting Ozpin's eyes, I breath in before speaking. "I think I remembered someone from... before. I was wondering if you could confirm if they were real and it wasn't just a strange dream I had."

Ozpin takes a sip of his coffee. "And who would this person be?"

I scratch my head. "Um... A woman. I think her name is Olivia Fern? I think she was my mentor? I don't know it's all... weird up here right now." I say as I poke my head.

Ozpin gives me a sympathetic smile. "I understand. I assure you I'll look into it as soon as I can."

I nod with a smile, before my smile disappears.

'Now to see just how fucked I am.'

'Let's hide behind humor, that always works.'

I try to smile. "This is probably cheating on my part, but... I know that Beacon background checks it's students." I sigh. "Do you have any info about who I really am?"

Ozpin's expression gives away nothing. "I have a theory..."

I quirk an eyebrow and try to look hopeful. "And?"

Ozpin studies my face for several seconds. Long enough for it to become awkward.

'You should try to avoid faking emotions around the Wizard. He is analyzing you...'

'Fuck... Well, can't have that. Let's try to break his train of thought.'

"Sir?" I say while making a truly uncomfortable expression. "You had a theory?"

That seems to break whatever train of thought he was on. He nods. "Yes." He takes a sip of his coffee. "Not to assume anything... But I would say that you share an eerie resemblance to Ms. Rose. Wouldn't you say?"

'No shit... Fucking writer...' I hear the voice begin laughing hysterically.

'What the fuck is so funny?'

The laughter continues and I do my best to ignore it. Looking at Ozpin, I give him an unsure smile. "You noticed that too huh?"

Ozpin nods and I think I see a caring smile as he tilts his head. "Would you like my advice?"

"Um... Sure?"

His smile looks... almost secretive?

'Like he's hiding something...'

"I have some things I'd like to confirm regarding your Identity... In the meantime, I suggest you spend time with Ms. Rose and Xiao Long."

I can see Ms. Goodwitch smiling quietly in the background.

'Wow... This is not subtle.'

"Okay?" I say instead. "That's not oddly specific at all."

My stomach growls suddenly, and I glare at my stomach. 'I will feed you later!'

I hear Ozpin chuckle. "You should meet your friends in the Mess Hall Mr. Lawliet. We can continue this discussion later."

'… Or now. I will feed you now.'

I nod as Ozpin takes another sip of his coffee. As I stand, I catch a whiff of his drink and it smells less like coffee and more like...

"Hot Chocolate?"

Ozpin hums at me while raising a questioning eyebrow.

"Is that Hot Chocolate?"

Ozpin nods before he gestures to a table off in the corner. It has some kinda drink machine thing on it.. "Do you want some?"

I shake my head. "No, I'm good." I smile. "Is that what your always drinking? We all thought it was coffee."

Ozpin smirks. "I do enjoy Hot Chocolate." He takes another sip. "I was not aware that students pondered over my drink of choice."

I shrugged with a smile. "Mostly just me and Arnold." I stand up from my chair. "Well, thank you for your help sir. I better run before my friends send out a search party."

Ozpin nods. "Very well. And remember what I said Mr. Lawliet. My door is always open to my students."

I give him a wide smile and nod before I make my way into the elevator. Pushing the button to the ground floor, I give them both a quick mock salute with two fingers before the door closes.

'Well... At least the writer's dumb brother subplot is still going full force...'

'… Now that I think about it... I don't know how I feel about that...'

I hear a chuckle. 'You are quite an amusing human...'

I glare at nothing in particular. 'Why?'

I am greeted with silence. I let out a huff.

"Whatever."

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I manage to make it to the Dining Hall just as Breakfast is over. Moving over to our table, I approach as all my friends begin to stand.

"Morning guys!" I say cheerfully.

Everyone turns and I get various different types of greetings. Suddenly Ruby rushes up to me and stops in place, bouncing a bit on her toes.

"Arnold said you remembered something! What was it?"

Everyone's gaze turns on me, with various levels of interest. I scratch my head.

"Nothing much, I think I remembered my mentor?" I shrug. "I asked Professor Ozpin if he could look into it."

"Catch, my friend."

Looking to Arnold, I see him toss me something. Catching it with ease, I see an apple.

I send him a wide smile, before pointing at him. "You are awesome."

"I know." He returns my smile.

I take a bite of my apple and I moan to myself as I savor the taste.

I see several faces of amusement as we all begin to leave. As we exit the Mess Hall, I feel someone tap me on the arm. Turning my gaze, I see Blake giving me a small smile.

"You wanted me to let you know when I was heading to the library?"

I blink stupidly for several seconds before the wires in my brain connect. I feel butterflies in my stomach for a second.

"Oh! Yeah! You headed there now?"

'No dumb ass, she only poked you for no reason...'

Blake nods before she starts to walk off. I move to follow and I catch the amused gazes of both Arnold and Yang. I point at them both.

"You can both shush." I say with a glare.

END OF CHAPTER EIGHT