FOUR.

Forgotten Memories.

FOUR POV
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My Name is....

"Fin has awoken!"

A voice shouted, I couldn't tell who was saying it, or where I was.. but everything was blurry.. My head was spinning. I was in a hospital, I don't know why though.

Two.. octolings, I think, ran into the room, doing tests on me, examining me. Why? The answer I didn't know, and I doubt would know anytime soon.

Three Octolings walked in, from what I've been told, there my parents, but not blood related.

"Oh my goodness Fin, your okay!", the tall female octoling said, rushing to hug me.. as a shorter male one examined me. He was talking to what presumes to be a doctor.

I felt.. out of place. I'm a inkling, in a place full of octolings. They told me that I was exiled from inkling society since I was a kid, due to my parents not wanting me anymore. They left me on a street to die. They said the octarian troops found me, and the three octolings who were my "family" took me in and raised me.

The ruler of the octarians, Dj Octavio, greeted my parents, discussing with them, I couldn't tell about what, but they looked at me, and said "You've been invited to stay at the Octarian Palace for a while.. Something about making you feel right at home again, because you've lost your memories."

I felt honored! Octarian Royalty inviting me to stay with them? That was a huge deal, especially since I'm a inkling!

I had a few days to pack up, and get going. I packed some stuff that presumably belonged to me, and left. Along these were shades, that I was prescribed to wear in order to not have any more memory loss.

I left home, and was escorted to the octarian palace at 4 PM.

Something about the number four.. is .. Familiar? ... I can't figure out why, but.. the number just feels.. Important.