The SerumOrb

Probably throwaway chapters

Chapter: Aveniccii forces math to "evaluate" group 12

Grayson eyed the stranger. "Matheus?" he questioned in his mind, a painful curiosity taking over.

"Gray, you remember!" grayson cleared his throat and paced a few feet excitedly. "WHat are you doing here? What's going on?"

"I could ask you the same thing." Grayson shot Matheus a glare where he leaned against the wall.

"Can you remember everything?"

"I think so."

"And Iris and Yiz?"

"Nothing. We found someone who's trying to help. Iris's roommate, she can absorb

knowledge with touch."

"You are keeping something from me."

"WHat can you remember from before the procedure?" the mysterious teacher and Yizeldan sat in the middle of the room while the rest of the group practiced their abilities. He had come in with a list of questions to ask. Yizeldan squinted at him.

"Who gave you these questions? Can you remember anything from before the procedure?" She grumbled.

"I didn't undergo the procedure." He whispered and leaned toward her. Yizeldan stiffened, realizing how familiar his hushed voice was.

"Why not?" she whispered back.

"That is confidential." He gave her a half smile, an all too familiar smile.

"Nothing." Yizeldan answered plainly. He scribbled down her answer.

"At what point after the procedure did you realize your ability?"

"WHy are you so familliar to me?" Yizeldan asked. He looked up started and then a little sad, "DO you know me? Are you the reason im in this place?" her eyes opened wide.

"Please answer the question." He cleared his throat in annoyance.

"You do, don't you?" she whispered excitedly, his face hardened.

"Answer the question, Yiz." His words were separated and annoyed.

"I, I haven't." she looked away.

"Really?" He asked interested, "It's probably more lost than before."

"Yeah...WHat?" Yizelfan studied him, confused.

"I guess that scratches the "How long did it take you to control it" question. SO you remember nothing, not even your ability?"

"No."

"And you were in recovery lock up for quite awhile?" Yizeldan nodded, "DO you know why?"

"I guess I seemed risky."

"All right. I'm going to move to the next one." He smiled and stood up, offering Yizeldan his hand. SHe took it, flustered by how familiar his skin felt on hers. After being pulled to her feet she cleared her throat and awkwardly moved to walk away.