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AN: Just some basic proof reading corrections to this one as well. Some of the dialog might be slightly different too, but over all still the same.
Turner just laid there in the field of tall grass staring up at the extremely bright blue sky.
"Well what the heck am I going to do now?" he thought.
Turner had no idea where he was. He could not speak and he was unable to move. Whenever a blade of grass brushed up against him he felt a twinge of pain shoot though him, so he knew he had some kind of serious injuries. All he was able to do was watch the clouds.
Well if there were any clouds to watch. He decided to just sleep for a while. Perhaps he would regain his strength or even better someone would find him. So he closed his eyes and drifted to sleep.
(Turner's Dream)
Turner was back home with his family. It was a very small home consisting of two small bedrooms one bathroom and a living area that combined the kitchen, dining room, and living room into one decent sized room.
He saw his Father in the kitchen getting some cups from the cupboard. Turner's dad was a tall man about 6' in his late forties. He had Bronzed skin that was made even darker by his heavy tan and had a standard military haircut. He was wearing a full standard U.S. army military uniform.
"He must have just gone on his lunch break" Turner thought.
Turner then turned to see his mother sitting on the edge of the couch. She was pretty much an average woman: about 5'6", age early to mid-forties and a pale complexion. She wore a simple violet long sleeve sweater, an ankle length white skirt, and pink and white sneakers. She also had shoulder length dark brown hair.
She was sitting there decorating a cake with his sister Amy. Amy was a small girl wearing a blue plaid dress with blue jeans and a red t-shirt underneath. She also wore black sneakers and a thin pair of glasses. She had light brown eyes and long dark brown hair. She was 7 years old that day and this is her family's surprise birthday party for her.
Turner smiled as he leaned on the counter.
"Amy I'm back from work bearing gifts!"
"Welcome back dad how was your guard shift?"
"Hey Mom what type of cake did you finally settle on chocolate of banana?"
He said one after the other as he stood by the counter just enjoying being in the presence of his family.
. . .
No one answered him.
"Dad? Mom? Everything all right? Turner said getting a little worried.
"Amy do you know what's bugging Mom and Dad?" he whispered to Amy as he leans down close to her.
. . .
There is still no response just light small talk to each other, but nothing to Turner.
"Guys what's going ON?!" he shouted as he through his arms above his head.
"Honey Catch" Turner heard his father say.
Turner spun around to see a small single serve cup of ice-cream fly towards him. He had no time to catch it so he braced himself to get covered in it. But instead it just went right through his chest.
He looked down to see that there wasn't anything on him at all. He quickly turned around and saw that his mother had caught the ice cream cup with ease.
"Don't forget these Honey" his dad said as he was tossing two more cups of ice cream. Both went through Tuners back and his mother caught them.
His mother then began to show off by juggling the three cups of ice cream without getting a single drop on herself or the furniture.
"Go mommy GO!" Amy cheered.
Turner's mom then set the ice cream down on the table while his dad brought the silverware and set the table: with three plates.
"No. this cannot be happening" Turner thought to himself.
"Guy's I'm right here let me join in!" He said to his family as he tried to pick up a paper party hat.
But his hand just passed right through the hat. He then started to swing his arms at the hat trying desperately to pick it up.
"I'm here! I'm right here!. . .Please‼" Turner pleaded with his family.
He then fell to his knees. Seeing that there is nothing he can do. He was just sitting there feeling completely abandoned, by his family and the world itself.
"I'm right here." He said in a sad and desperate voice as he stared at the floor.
"No. you were never here" Amy said.
Turner's head shot up and he was faced with his sisters back as she sat in a chair infornt if him with a small paper party hat on her head.
"What do you mean Amy I'm right here?" Turner asked with a troubled smile
"No. you aren't"
"You left." Amy said coldly.
"I. . . I left for work but I came back. . . I was coming back to you" Turner said as his voice trembled in fear and sorrow.
"No. You didn't" Amy repeated.
"I . . ." Turner struggled to speak.
"YOU LEFT!" Amy shouted as she slammed her small fist onto the table. A crack formed in the table. It was emitting white light. Then there was a large shattering sound as the table fell apart into dust. The white crakes then spread over the entire room including Turner's parents. Then in an ear piercing ringing everything shattered turning into piles of dust that slowly vanish into darkness.
Turner looked at Amy's back.
"Please . . . Don't go" he whispered.
"I was not the one who left" she softly said before shattering into nothingness.
Turner woke from his dream with tears in his eyes as he stared at an orange sky.
"I must have slept through most of the day" he thought as he tried to take his mind off the dream he just had.
"I better try to find shelter and food. I don't think I could survive the night out here" he thought.
Turner noticed that his skin no longer hurt as the blades of grass brushed against it. He didn't feel pain anywhere else either. So he decided to get up and start walking. He leaned onto his left arm to prop himself up as he tucked his legs under himself to try to stand. But he lost his balance and fell into his face.
"God that hurt" he mumbled to himself.
He then leaned back and into a sitting position.
"Why did I fall? It's as if my arm gave out on me" he thought.
He looked down to his left arm only to not see it. He instantly went into panic mode.
"WHERE THE HELL IS MY ARM‼!" he screamed.
"WHERE' MY F*CKING ARM‼‼" he screamed as he fall backward and laid in the failed once more.
He was so fixated on his arm that he didn't even realize he recovered his voice. He quickly held up his remaining arm near his face and stared at it in horror.
The end of his arm started just at his elbow and did not look like the nub of an amputee. No it looked was a mass of twisted lumps and strands of flesh with parts of small bone fragments extruding out of it. It looked like all the insides of his arm were exposed to the world. But as he stared at it he realized it was all chard so there was no bleeding.
He dropped his arm besides him and sat back up.
"Well what else am I missing?" he thought.
With his right hand he then began to pat down the rest of his body.
"Still got one arm, both feet, no holes in my chest"
He then felt his face to find another unpleasant surprise. Most of his face was covered in scar tissue. His entire jaw line and the right side of his face and a good portion of the right side of his scalp were nothing but scar tissue. Then he realized something else he could not see his hand as he covered his right eye.
He let his hand and head fall and just hang in place.
"I'm so messed up" he whispered.
Then he grinned. "At least I can still speak, though my voice is a bit raspier than before" he said out loud to no one as he tested his vocal cords.
He then looked down at his legs with his good eye. He noticed his pants were charred as if partly burned. In fact he realized that all of his cloths were burnt and that the sleeves on his left arm seemed to be completely burnt off.
He reached down and pulled up one if his pant legs slightly only to see burnt flesh. He reached down to touch it and sure enough it felt just like the scar tissue on his face. He then lifted up part of his shirt to see that his stomach was also burnt.
"I'm a freak." He said softly trying to grasp his condition.
He the slowly started to chuckle which quickly turned into full blown laughter.
"I'm a F*cken Disabled CARNIE FREAK!" he screamed.
He slowly stood up while laughing at the world.
"HA HA HA HA HA HA! Take that you freaking world‼" he shouted as the orange sky faded into darkness.
"You tried to kill me but I survived!"
"I Survived and became a Freaken CARNIE HORROR SHOW!"
"So take that! I survived and can still get a career despite becoming this‼" he screamed into the night.
He stood there for a moment taking in the cold air and the stillness of the night. He was then surprised by the sound if his stomach growling.
"I should really find some food now" he thought.
He began to look around. To his left nothing but fields. To his right . . . I giant castle.
"How long has that been there?" Turner said in disbelief.
Turner was looking at the massive Beacon academy. It silhouette showing off its grandeur by the light of a shattered full moon.
"That place has to have food" he thought.
He tried to take a baby step forward but almost fell. He then tried to look and feel around the tall grass. Final he found something and picked it up. It was a long sturdy branch.
"This will do" he said as he began to use the branch like a cane.
Turner slowly but surely made his way to beacon academy. Once he made it to the sidewalks against the building he leaned up against a wall and tried to catch his breath. He looked around and couldn't see a thing, except for the moon and countless stars in the sky.
"Well that's certainly not a site you would get to see at home." He said to himself.
He then walked along a wall until he felt a window seal.
"Damn I never thought I would be so desperate for food that I would consider trespassing" he thought to himself.
He then took a deep breath and climbed onto the window ledge. The window was a surprisingly large window that was taller than him. He gently pushed in the frame to see how it gave. As he thought these windows open in a similar way as doors open. He then broke off a small twig from his branch and slipped it between the frames of the window. He slid it up little before it got caught on something.
"Bingo" he said as he started to shimmy the twig around. Soon he heard a click and grinned. He then pushed the window open.
Turner smirked at his achievement and stepped off of the window ledge into the building. But due to how dark the room was he ended up falling flat in his face.
"Will I ever catch a break?" he quietly groaned to himself.
(First person Ozpin)
I was rudely awakened be an alarm. "Oh what is it now?" I groaned as I pushed a button on the top of my head board. As I rubbed my eyes and stretched out the grogginess while my bed transformed into my desk and work chair. I picked up a mug of hot coffee from the desk integrated coffee maker, or DICM, and took a long slow sip.
"All right what do we have here?" I said to myself as I silenced the alarm and pulled up the security footage.
"Oh. Well this is interesting."
I zoomed the camera in to see a person lying face down on the floor. He didn't look like a threat but looks are not always truthful. I continued to watch mostly for amusement. "There is no way this person is professional" I thought to myself.
The person on the screen slowly stands up and dusts himself off then starts to stagger around the room bumping into nearly every obstacle that is not lit by the moon light. I couldn't help but to chuckle at the person's antics.
"How about a little help my little intruder" I said as to myself as a clicked a few icons on my screen.
Suddenly all the light in the room the person was in turned on. He was immediately thrown off guard and covered his eyes. He then panicked as he ended up running blindly into a stone column before falling onto his back.
I couldn't help but to laugh at this. But I ended up chocking slightly in the coffee I was sipping. Once I regained my composer I noticed something peculiar. I zoomed in and saw he was missing a left arm. Not only that but he appeared to be in a very poor condition. Almost as if he barely escaped the fires of hell themselves.
"This is most troublesome" I said to myself. "I suppose I should offer him some real help now" I thought as I started clicking away and typing on my scroll. "Honestly with injuries like those I am shocked he can even remain conscious" I said to myself.
I clicked a final button then placed my scroll down. The lights in selected halls started to turn on lighting a path for the injured intruder. The male finally stood up and looked around the room. He then noticed that there were lights in the hall.
The man just stood in the entrance of the hall for a minute then to my surprise dashed to the unlit room across from him.
"Interesting? He isn't completely hopeless after all" I said as I took a sip from my mug to find that it was empty. I sighed and placed my mug on the DICM to refill it.
I watched as the man darted back and forth from one dark room to another down the hallway. Well I cannot really call it darting at all but I know that is what the man is trying to accomplish. Then he went into one dark room but didn't come out.
"Hmm, what do we have here?" I switched over to the cameras in the dark room.
"Of course." I said as I shook my head. The man has found the secondary hallway to the kitchen. He must have been here in search of food.
I let the man reach the kitchen and watched his next moves carefully. He very cautiously enters the kitchen and looks around. He ends up taking a brown paper bag out of the fridge.
"Oh Glenda. I have warned you about leaving your meals in the fridges here over night" I said as I shook my head.
What he did next truly surprised me. He took out the contents of the bag and placed them on counter. He then reached into his pocket and took out a wallet and placed some slightly burnt papers into the brown bag.
"Hmm. Could that have been his calling card? No there were too many sheets and the image on them seemed extremely high quality. So was that some form of primitive currency? . . . If so this thief just attempted to pay for the lunch he stole" I thought to myself.
"Why is this man here and were did he originate from?" I sat back in my chair pondering these questions as I watched my screen.
The man quickly ate Ms. Goodwitch's meal and then went back to darting between dark rooms. As he neared the intended location I dialed Ms. Peach on my scroll.
"Hello who is this?" Ms. Peach said.
"Ah Ms. Peach I see you are already awake?" I asked her.
"You know full well that I was sleeping at. . . THREE IN THE MORNING! Ozpin! why are you calling me at this hour?" Ms. Peach responded with an angered tone.
"It is a rather urgent matter. I have found a severely injured man and he needs your expertise immediately" I calmly explained to her.
"This isn't like this morning where it was just a sleeping beauty is it?" She asked trying to sneak out of getting up.
"I believe this person has suffered severe burns over what I would presume most of their body. Please Miss Peach get to Beacon" I said sternly while a little annoyed that she is trying to worm her way out of her Huntress duties.
"Oh My! Understood sir coming immediately. Where should I meet you?" She asked sounding much more alert than before.
"I am sending him to your office in Beacon's medical district now" I answered.
"Wait you are not with the patient?" she asked a little surprised.
"No I'm not. The patient is escorting themselves to your office" I replied
"Are you telling me that someone with severe burns over most of their body is not only conscious but still able to walk?" she said a little shocked.
"Yes I am. And he just got to your office" I said as I watched the man go into the Ms. Peaches office.
"All right I'll see to his treatment as soon as I am there." she said as she hung up.
I put my scroll away and watched the man. He went into the medical cabinets and found a bottle of rubbing alcohol. He then grabbed several paper towels and drenched them with the alcohol. He used these to clean all his wounds. He then found some bandages and tried to wrap the end of his severed arm. After that he crawled into a gurney and seemed to have fallen asleep.
"Hmm. Well he doesn't seem like he'll be causing any more problems for tonight so I might as well go back to sleep." I pushed a button on the armrest of my chair and the chair and desk combine and transform into a large king sized bed.
(First person Ms. Peach)
As soon as I get to the medical district I look around for my patient but they are no were to be found. I noticed that the medical cabinet was raided though.
"He must be around here somewhere?" I thought to myself. "If he just raided a medical cabinet he probably didn't want to be caught so he would go someplace out of the way to tend to the injuries. But based on what Ozpin told me he probably was not able to go too far if he was nearing the end if his adrenaline rush" I thought.
I then started to check the beds and gurneys that were not in direct sight. I finally found him on a gurney in the far back of the storage room. I carefully rolled him out and by the light of a small lamp prepared a sedative. I gently pulled the covers off of him to finally see what Ozpin was so worried about.
The man had third degree burns on most if his face and neck. His hand and lower legs as well. He is also missing half of his left arm and what remains is also severely burnt.
"What has happened to you my poor soul?" I whispered.
I administered the sedative and then continued my examination and treatment of his wounds throughout most of the night.
(First Person Turner)
I woke up and sighed. I slept well last night and was glad that I didn't dream either. I slowly tried to sit up but found it a little harder to do.
I took the covers off of me and found that I was now was wearing a hospital gown and I seemed to be covered in thick bandages and gauze. I looked down to the remainder of my left arm and saw that it was completely wrapped and the end of the wrap seemed rather bulbous. I gently touched it with my right hand, which stung a little.
"Looks like someone patched me up" I said to myself. I looked around the room and realized this was not the same room I fell asleep in. Then I noticed I was not alone in the room. There were two others another patient in a bed towards my left. The person lay on their side facing away from me and covered in blankets from neck to two. They must have been in much better condition than I was because there were not as many machines around them as there were around me.
"Geez just how injured was I" I thought to myself.
The other person in the room was an older woman sleeping in a chair by the window to my right. She had peach hair with pink highlights that was tied up in a bun. She had soft Mocha colored skin and wore a small white lab coat that had black trimmings. She had a pair of safety goggles resting on the top of her head, long black gloves that went up to her elbows , and black boots that went just above her knees. She also wear a pair of black stockings and a knee length black skirt with a slightly frilly pink top that can be seen under her coat.
"Excuse me ma'am?" I said trying to wake her but not the other patient.
No response. I looked around and saw a decorative flower pot with a few flowers in it on the night stand beside me. I plucked out a flower and tossed it to the woman in the chair. It landed right on her face.
"Yes!" I cheered to myself.
The moment the flower landed in her face the woman woke up and let out a loud sneeze.
"AAHHHCHOOOO!"
I looked around and found the other patient still sleeping. "Dang I didn't have to be quite for them" I though.
The woman looked around for a second before looking at me. "Oh My Ohm" she replied. She got up and went to the machines beside me and started checking all the readings.
"Excuse me ma'am, but where am I? and who are you?" I asked.
The women raised an eye brow when she heard the term ma'am as if slightly annoyed before turning to me.
"I am Vanessa Peach, I was the one who treated your wounds and you are at the medical district of Beacon academy" She said as she started to check my bandages.
"Oh thank you very much for that" I said while feeling uncomfortable with her in my personal space. I know she is just doing her job but at least let me know before you just go doing it.
Wait is she even doing her job? She said I am at Beacon academy. Wait is this the same peach from the field? Sooo this means that I am either in some elaborate comic convention thing and this is a sick joke, or the new world order leaders were MEGA MEGA RWBY fans, or I am still dreaming.
I pulled my arm away from Miss Peach and slapped my face as hard as I could. "OW! Damn it‼"
"MY WORD! Young man what on Remnant do you think you're doing" she said as she grabbed my arm to make sure I didn't do it again.
"I was checking to see if I was dreaming or not." I answered. "So what is my current condition anyways Doc?" I said to her.
"Well you have third degree burns on over 40% of your body another 25% is covered in second degree burns. Your left arm was a complete mess with. . . " I just tuned her out at this point. The medical jargon was just so confusing. But every now and then I did pick up some terms that I kind of knew.
"So this woman has way too much medical knowledge for this to be a crazy convention thing. I mean looking at the current world around me. The massive buildings, the field I work up in, all the REAL medical equipment. It would be way too expansive and take several years to set this all up and keep it running." I thought to myself.
"So this must mean that the new world order must have been MEGA MEGA RWBY fans. But for all this to be set up so fast they must have already had all of this ready to go" my train of thought was interrupted when Miss Peach snapped her finger in my face.
"Oh. . . I'm sorry it's just a lot to take in" I said
"No problem at all. I figured you would need some time to process" She said with a smile.
"Miss Peach, Please answer me honestly. Is this some elaborate prank or is this a new world order?" I asked in a serious tone.
She looked at me in utter confusion. "Young man, why on Remnant would you even think that, Your injuries are nothing to joke about you have been through far too much to even consider making a pun at your situation." She said
"As far as new world orders I have no idea of what you are talking about. The council has been in place for hundreds of years." She explained.
I pinched the bridge of my nose annoyed at this Remnant insistence. "Look Lady. There is no such thing as Beacon, vale, grim, Huntsman or even team RWBY. It is all just a silly little TV show that some creative guy named Monty Ohm created. So stop this act and tell me the truth!" I said angrily at her hoping to get some straight answers.
Peach just stared at me in bewilderment before finally talking. "Young man! Why on Remnant would you speak such blasphemy! Yes it is true that common faith believes a god known as Monty Ohm created this world, but to say it is a mere TV show for one's entertainment brings insult to the very world itself." She said as if she was trying to scold me.
I face palmed and then sat there in silence thinking. "What the hell is going on? I have no clue anymore. Could I really be in Remnant? How is that even possible? How did I even survive the nuclear blast to begin with?" I held my head as it started to hurt from all these questions running wild in my brain.
Peach seemed to notice I was in distress and she placed a hand in my shoulder. "Look you went through something traumatic. Of course things will be confusing at first. Just give it time and things will make sense." She said in a comforting tone.
I looked up at her tears in my eyes. "I'm just so lost" I said.
She then brought me into a hug. I gently hugged her back glad that I at least had her to help me, even if she is just doing her job.
I pulled away from her and leaned back against the inclined bed. "Thank you" I said to her.
"No problem sir I am glad I could help you." She went back over to her chair and picked up a click board she had with her.
"Sir if you don't mind can I ask you a few questions about you" she said kindly with a smile.
"Sure go ahead" I responded with my eyes closed trying to calm down.
"First what's your name?"
"Tuner Cortez" I said
"Age?"
"23"
"Height and weight?"
"5' 10" and last I check 230 lbm when I was one piece." I said
"All right, place of origin?" Peach asked
"Mesilla New Mexico of the United States" I said with a hint of pride knowing what wonderful culture my town once had.
Peach looked up from her clipboard in a little surprised. "I have not heard of that place, where is it located?"
"Really she has not heard of one of the most powerful countries of the 21st century?" I thought to myself. "I guess this really is another world"
"It is in the middle of the North American continent" I said as if it was common knowledge.
"Rather fascinating. It shouldn't be too far from Vale or Atlas then if it is on a northern continent. Sometime you must me show me around" she said as she quickly wrote many notes on her clip board.
"I don't think I can do that. It was blown up." I said to her.
She looked up from her board in surprise not really sure what to say. "Well. . . I am sorry to hear that Turner." "Is that why you are in the condition you are now?" she asked.
"Yes it is" I replied coldly not wanting to remember that day.
"I am sorry I didn't mean to bring up bad memories. So moving on any Kin?"
"Nope. I am the last" Technically my family was still alive at least my sister but not in this world. "Actually that is rather complicated let's just say none I can get a hold of. I mean I didn't expect to survive the blast yet here I am so maybe they're still out there somewhere" I said with a little sadness in my voice.
"Wow my emotions are going all over the place" I thought to myself.
"I am sorry for your loss Mr. Tuner." After a brief moment of silence from Miss Peach she then continued. "Any prior health conditions?"
"None except that I used to need glasses" I said shaking my head.
"All right that is good. As for your glasses I did find a broken pair with you and I ordered a new pair for you based on the old ones" she said with a smile.
"Thank you. With only one good eye I think I would need them even more than before." I said with a forced smile trying to see the silver lining to my condition.
"All right final question. Are you sexually active?" she said.
I sighed thinking about the depressing answer to myself. "No I am not" I tried to say as plainly as I could.
Peach just made some notes and then looked up to me.
"All right all done. "
"Ms. Peach?"
"Yes Mr. Turner?"
"You said I had massive burns covering most of my body. Would that include . . . you know make it not . . . work?" I asked not really sure how to say it.
Peach looked puzzled for a second. Then shook her head with a small chuckle "Turner from what I can tell that should be in working order but if you are worried I can order some tests for you" she said with a smile.
For some reason that last part made me really nervous and embraced, my face turned a little red. Or whatever was left of my face that is. "No. No need for that. I'll take your word you are the professional here" I said trying to keep up my composer.
"Very well when you are well enough the head master would like to see you." She said as she got up and went to check on the other patient.
"Why does he want to see me?" I asked
"Probably to find out why you broke into beacon academy" she said
"Damn I thought that was too easy" I muttered under my breath. "Do I really need to see him? I was only looking for food which I paid for, medical supplies and a place to sleep" I said "By the way where is my personal belongings?" I asked Ms. Peach.
"Hmm. I'll talk with the headmaster and see what I can do. As far as your belongings go I had to cut you out of your clothes due to the condition you were in I had to act quickly. But the stuff in your pockets is placed in the top draw of the night stand with a change of clothes too. I also took the liberty to upgrade you cane which is beside the night stand" She said as she finished checking the vitals of the other patient.
"Thank you" I said as I sat up and looked in the draw and took out the clothes. I started pulling off the wires that were monitoring me causing all the machines to start beeping like crazy. This caught Peaches attention.
"What are you doing?" she said in a panic as she rushed over to me.
"I'm going to the bathroom. Can't really do that hooked up to all these machines" I said as I removed a few more wires.
Peach sighed. "Very well let me help you then"
After all the tubes and wire were off I went to use the restroom and then took a shower.
After getting dressed I looked at myself in a mirror.
"My face is a wreck." I chuckled "I guess I'm the freak of the week" I said to myself. I wore gray sweatpants and I black long sleeve shirt. I tied the end of the left sleeve into a tight knot at the base of the nub. I also wore a gray winter cap on my head that had Beacon academies logo on it.
Once I was done Ms. Peach showed me how to change all my bandages. This like showering was rather difficult and took a few hours considering I had only one arm to do it with.
"You would need to change the bandages at least every other day. Make sure you use the burn ointment when you do. You would also need to see me at least once a week once you are discharged." She said.
"Will do Doc" I said as I opened the draw with the rest of my belongings.
I took out my wallet, comb, pen, and cell phone that had a shattered screen. I sighed and placed it all into my right pocket. I then looked at the rest of the items as I felt a pool of sadness dredge up inside my heart.
I took out a necklace. It was made out if a small gold beaded chain with a golden locket. The locket was heart shaped with a decorative cross carved into the center of the heart. This was my gift to my mother that I made.
I then pulled out a watch the glass face was now cracked but it still sounded like the insides were intact. I used my teeth to help me tighten the leather straps of the watch to my right hand. The watch had a bronze finish to it with Roman Numerals and golden plated hands. This was the gift I made for my father. I was unable to wind it up so it only read 11:46 on it.
I then pulled out two rings. Both were rather plan. Each one had a small engraving of a heart and an arrow with the initials T.C.+J.G on them. These were the promise rings I made for myself and Janet. The simple design was her idea and I am now so glad I let her chose the design. I placed a ring in my teeth and then slid it onto my ring finger. I then did the same with the second ring.
The final item was a small rectangular box that fit in the palm of my hand. I gently opened the lid. When I did small gears can be seen through the box's internal glass floor. The gear start to spin and whirl as the box begins to play music. It played my sister's favorite song. "Once upon a December" from the animated movie Anastasia"
As it played I began sob. I missed all of them.
(Third person POV)
Peach watched him in silence as he put on his belongings. She can tell that they had great sentimental value for him. When he started to cry she brought a box of tissue to him.
"Here. You know it's all right to miss them" she said. He nodded, closed the box and placed it in his left pocket. Then grabbed a tissue, dried his face and blow his nose.
"Thank you" he said to her.
"Oh yah" he said as he took out his wallet. "This should cover for the medical supplies I use before you got here." He said as he took out about $180 from his wallet.
Peach looked at it a little confused as she took it. "What is this?" she asked.
"Oh I guess you don't accept U.S. currency right?" I asked.
"I never heard of it so I don't think so." She replied as she examined the bills he gave her.
"Hmm do you guys have gold markets here, and if so what is the current price for a gram of gold?" he asked.
"We do have gold and it is about 120 lien per gram, though I don't really keep track of that stuff so I might be really off." She said
"Wow talk about an inflated dollar" Turner thought to himself. "Well where I came from 1 gram of gold is worth about forty U.S. dollars." he explained.
Then it dawned on him. "I just gave you the equivalent of 540 lien" he said in shock. Not only that but he put twenty in the brown bag he stole the lunch from. But it was really 80 lien he gave them.
Peach looked at him in shock at how much money he had on him. "Oh my" said she then counted what she had and then placed $150 back in his hand. "This should cover what you took" she said as she put the $30 into her purse.
Wait where did that purse come from? Turner thought
"Hey Miss Peach what is around here?" he asked as he sat on the edge of the bed trying to hide that his muscles were starting to hurt from simply standing too long.
"Well you are currently in the medical district of Beacon there is also the Housing district, the educational, research, and training districts all on Beacon grounds. Outside of beacon you have Vale of course. -"
He interrupted her with another question "How would I get to vale?"
"Well first off you won't be going any anytime soon your injuries still need to be monitored. But you would need to have an airship pick you up at the docs and bring you to vale." She explained.
"Oh right. I do need to rest. Sightseeing will come later thank you Ms. Peach. I think I'll just rest for now." he said as he lay back down.
"Very well Tuner." She said with a nod. Suddenly the other patient started to stir.
"If you need anything just press this button" she said as she pointed to a red button on the guard rail. She then headed over to the other patient and pulled a curtain closed for privacy.
"All right" turner said as she left him.
"No way am I staying here. I don't want to meet the headmaster. If this really is Remnant then Ozpin is the head master. That guy was always up to something in the show. I am in no condition to be taking part in any of his plans. Once I can I'll make a break for it and head to Vale. I just need to find a Airship taxi service" turner thought to himself.
AN: First i would like to apologies for all the strange updates this story has been going through. the story was originally meant to be a side line story to another authors work called RWBYRemnants of Another World. I made two versions of the first chapter of that. after I made those i heard from the original author that he didn't want me using his work. so that lead to rewrite the first chapter again to make this a distinct story from the other.
So sorry for all the changes to the story. if you have not reread the first chapter since i rewrote it you might want to. basically Alice is Amy. there is not more Mrs. Kim it is Mrs Thomson. and There is no Brandon Kim. his sister Amy is saved by a Female U.S. army trooper. Also the description of the sword changed a little too.
So i hope you are enjoying this story so far. We will soon get to see who the other person was that Ozpin found in the field. Also i would like your suggestions for pairings for Turner and the lady Ozpin found.