Chapter 7

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Acronian remembered a few things while he was unconscious, the first being that was stuck in a lab for a good portion of his life, although what for was his secret. The second thing he remembered was that he had friends in the lab, he didn't remember faces or names, but he could remember 7 of them, they were all subjects too.

'Subjects to what,' Acronian thought in his dreams of murky blackness. A few hours later he realized he could open his eye. He found himself back in the infirmary, and the same bed he was in a few days ago. His eye no longer hurt and he had no idea how long he was out for. He tried leaning up but his left shoulder hurt like hell when he put pressure on it or moved it.

"Ah, shit that hurts." He grunted. He looked at his arm to see it in a sling and a cast.

Someone walked in the door a moment later, it was Tenzin. He grinned when he saw Acronian awake, "Afternoon sleeping beauty, you were out for a while." He said.

"How long?"

Tenzin looked at the clock, "about four days, seven hours, five minutes, and twenty eight seconds. Mrs. Goodwitch was getting antsy that you weren't going to wake up." He said.

Acronian was surprised, that wasn't even a good memory that he got, how long would he be out if he got back a major memory or something? He looked up at the roof and thought some things over, "How's the girl with the shot foot? Weiss is her name, right?"

Tenzin laughed at that statement, "I'd be more worried about yourself, Acronian. Weiss made it off a lot better than you did. Her foot took a removal of the bullet and some stitches, her boot blocked most of the damage. You, on the other hand, Blake got you real good when she wrapped you with her sword and fractured your shoulder. That's gonna take a while to heal, the fracture went all they way from your clavicle to your radius." He informed.

"That bad, huh? I didn't even realize." Acronian said.

"I'll bet you didn't, you were really into that fight. Hey, that makes you one of like five people that have solo'd a team of four in our class." Tenzin remarked.

"Really?" Acronian said, "It's that rare for someone to do that? I was just using common sense, I think."

"Hell yah it's rare, think about it; one v four against highly trained warriors. The odds weren't in your favor." Tenzin said. "Besides that, before you passed out you said something... It was something about you memories... returning? Are you an amnesiac? He asked.

Acronian looked at Tenzin, "Yah, I don't have any memories, a while ago, just before school started, I woke up with no memories. All I knew then was my name and a word, Beacon, so I came here. I think the key to my memories are here, or at least I'll find an answer as to how to get my memories back. Some things trigger memories though, like when I found my swords in an alley, I remembered how they worked when I put them on. So when I won that match I remembered something minor, I was a subject with seven other friends. As to what I was subjected to I don't remember still." He said.

Tenzin starred, "That is, certainly and interesting predicament, I don't quite know what to tell you despite my medic status. Now then, before you decide you need some sleep, you need to go see Headmaster Ozpin. I'm assuming it's to decide the winnings of your duel." He said.

Acronian grunted as he got up, "I get the feeling I'll be seeing a lot more of him in the future, huh?" He asked.

Tenzin grinned again, "That's not up to me to decide." He said as Acronian left the room.

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