Chapter 4: Scattered; Recovering

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(Yang's POV)

So, there I was in Dairoku's room, changing his IV drip; surprisingly, I barely was having any issues using my one arm... Doesn't mean I like it though... When I was finished, I took another look at him... He lost a lot of weight and his pearl white hair had grown quite a bit... The feathers on his wings have also been quite ruffled... I'm honestly surprised that he managed to survive after the amount of blood he lost compared to me...

It's sad to think that he's lost his ability to fly naturally... A winged Faunus that couldn't fly... that concept is rather... depressing. But the more I think about it, that Barbatos form he took has the ability to fly; maybe he could just use it? But at the same time, he probably wouldn't be able to keep it up forever... It might be more efficient for him to use another method of travel... I just sighed and turned to leave his room, while whispering to myself,

Me: You can make it through this Dairoku.

After leaving Dairoku to do his thing, aka nothing, I went down to the living room and turned on the Television. When I turned it on, all the news was talking about was The Fall of Beacon, Atlas' situation, the White Fang... Adam Taurus... He was Blake and Tyros' old partner...? I could see why they got away from him... He's completely mad... Ugh, I shouldn't be thinking about this... I turned off the Television as I heard the front door opening and a very familiar voice filling the room... Dad.

Dad: I'm home!

I broke my neck backwards, only to see my Dad, coming in with a bunch of boxes and bags. I did my best to smile as I greeted him.

Me: Hey Dad.

Dad: Guess what came in today!

As he walked in, the door closed and I gained a slightly confused expression.

Me: What?

All he said was,

Dad: I can't wait for you to try this.

Confusing me further... 

Dad: So, how's Dairoku?

Me: *sigh* You know, same old, same old.

Dad: That's sad, something came for him as well. His uncle got them for him. But since he still isn't awake, we'll save those for later. Right now...

He walked up to me, holding a white box that had the Atlas Emblem on it... he put it on the coffee table in front of me and waited...

Dad: Well?

Me: It's... for me?

Dad: For you and you only.

I slowly opened the box, only to be shocked to see... a prostatic arm... coated in a shining titanium with the joints coated in a dark gunmetal...

Dad: Brand new, state of the art, Atlas tech

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Dad: Brand new, state of the art, Atlas tech. You know I thought I was gonna have to pull some strings, call in a few favors, but you earned this one all on your own kiddo.

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