It all came back to me like a speeding bullet, my friends, my family, everything. Even my last name, Daniels. I kind of liked Ozpin better though. Everything gave me a headache but as soon as it came, it left.

I looked beside me and saw Grant trying to get up. We looked the same as before except our weapons were gone, our steel armor, searching my pockets, my scroll and the letter were gone too. Our regular clothes we wore in Remnant was the only thing we had. My whistle was in my pocket though, it was weird because I specifically remember being bummed that I forgot it on my nightstand.

Grant and I sat up and looked at each other then looked at the house in front of us. Our house. We were in our backyard where Next had sent me to remnant. It was windy and the sky was grey. Looks like a storm was about to start.

Suddenly I felt a buzz in the left pocket of my jeans. My eyes widened when I realized it was my cell phone that had gone missing as soon as I was transported.

I scrolled through it, seeing that I had 145 messages and notifications. The oldest dating back over a year, the year I left. I looked at the date and it read the same day I left, a year later. Most of the messages were from mom and dad, some from my friends complaining that my parents kept calling, asking if they'd seen me.

Grant looked at the house wide eyed, "It's been 10 years since I was here."

That's when I realized Grant was sent to RWBY when he was 6 so technically it's been 14 years since he was here. Wait. It's been a year since I was here! Mom and Dad are going to FLIP.

"Uh Grant." I said.

"Yeah?"

"You've been gone for 14 years." I said.

"Yeah?" he said quizzically.

"You're supposed to be 4 years older than me," I explained, "Now we are the same age and you don't look like you did when you were 6."

Once the realization hit him he paled, "Oh, Sh*t."

"Wait," I said, "Do you think..."

Grant reached in his pocket and found his bob the builder wallet he had when he was a kid and opened it up. He pulled out his bus pass, the ID he had to have in his elementary school and (Thank god for out our over protective mother) a copy of his health card and birth certificate.

Grant sighed I relief, "Thank you mom."

We giggled and got up off the ground and walked out of the back gate to the front of the house. I peered through the window and was happy to see that my parents still lived here. I was afraid it would be like in the movies when the kids finally return home and their family had moved away from the house.

I took the house key out of my pocket and shoved it into the key hole, well tried to. They changed the locks.

"Crap." I muttered under my breath.

"What do we do now?" Grant asked.

I took out my own wallet and opened it up, "I have forty lie- I mean dollars. You want to go get food?"

Grant lit up at the thought, "McDonalds????!!!!"

I laughed at his enthusiasm, "Sure, guess it's been a while since you had some."

He nodded and we started walking down the street like we've been here the entire time. My mind felt funny because I know I haven't been here for a year but there was something else.

"Do you feel it?" Grant asked sadly.

"Feel what?" I asked.

He sighed heavily, "I already can't remember the name of my adoptive mother, I spoke to her when we got back."

I thought for a moment, how did I get to Remnant? I frowned, "I guess we got a couple weeks."

Grant nodded as I made a note in my phone 'I am a faunus. Flick the wrist to get rid of the portals'

"What you write?" He asked, looking over my shoulder.

"If the portals pop up I need to remember how to dispel them." I said.

"Can you write make a fist to dispel my time crap?" he asked.

I nodded and typed it into my phone and shoved the device back into my pocket.

When we arrived at McD's we dined on the greasy goodness that Remnant didn't seem to have a lot of. However they have to fight grimm so I guess they can't really afford to risk their health.

After we finished eating I checked the time.

"Mom and dad should be home soon." I told him so we headed back.

When we got into the driveway mom and dad were still at work so we stood on the grass and tried to figure out what to say to them.

"We could tell them the truth." Grant suggested, "We wouldn't remember in a week or two anyway."

I shook my head, "Why don't we tell them the half-truth. Like, we didn't see what knocked us out but act like we can't remember anything but meeting each other."

"Sounds good." Grant agreed, "They'll just be happy that we're safe."

I nodded in agreement.

Just then we heard a car pull into the driveway and my heart started beating a mile a minute. I looked beside me and saw Mom and dad get out of the car. Dad didn't look happy to see what appeared to be two random teenage boys chatting on his lawn.

"Hey!" He called angrily, "You two get off my lawn!"

Grant and I were so scared that we couldn't move so he could see our faces or even run away, much less have the ability to speak. We just stared at each other having a panicked conversation with our eye.

We both went wide eyed when dad grabbed my shoulder and spun me around.

"Hey, I'm talkin-" he stopped mid-sentence and stared at my face wide eyed, "Alex?" he questioned under his breath.

"Honey?" I heard mom say as she came up behind Grant. She came beside dad to see what he was looking at and tears started to form at the corner of her eyes, "Alex?"

All I could do was nod before mom tackled me with a hug and told me how much she missed me and fired off like fifty questions.

"Who's you friend?" Dad asked sternly.

Grant didn't say anything. He kept his head down and handed dad his wallet. Dad raised an eyebrow as he opened it and looked through it, his eyes getting wider and wider. Grant raised his head to look at him with my same green eyes.

"No." Dad said, "You can't be my son, he would be 21 right now! "

"No, Dad." I spoke, "It's really him."

Dad looked back at Grant, "How old are you, boy?"

"Seventeen." Grant answered sheepishly.

"How do we know you're who you say you are." He asked.

"My room is red and the last door on the right." He said.

"For all we know you could've broken in to see." Dad said.

Grant looked like he was going to cry so mom stepped in, she looked into his eyes, and started to cry.

"My baby boy." She said and gave him a hug, causing Grant to cry as well. The 14 years of being away from his family, was taking the toll on him, even if for most of that time he couldn't remember.

"I-I ga-ve Alex a b-b-blue and grey whis-whistle." Grand sobbed out, "Fourth birthday."

Dad started to cry and keeled down to hug him too.

They never did ask how Grant and I found each other or where we had been, it was more of a task to accept both their son's coming back and having to buy cloths that actually fit us. Grant needed new everything; bed, dresser, things to entertain him, mom got him a phone but then confused the government guy when they had to get his birth certificate redone because he was four years younger than he should have been.

It was funny going back to school the following week. Grant and I had to take an exam to see what grade we needed to be in. It wasn't me they were concerned about, Grant had 14 years missing.

I waited for him in the office as the principal was talking to him and my parents. It felt like hours before they came out again, and I gotta tell you, the grin on his face was priceless. It turns out he passed into grade 12 with me easy. It turns out that when we got back, all of the schooling from remnant got turned into stuff we should know from earth.

It didn't even bother us that we were losing our memories anymore, we were happy that we were home, however, before we forgot everything, we found it amusing to find this worlds versions of our old friends, we even made them into new friends.

I showed Grant RWBY and he absolutely fell in love.

Eventually though, it was all gone and it took less than 2 weeks.

Grant and I were packing up our rooms to go off to Edmonton Alberta for our post-secondary. It was a long way from Ontario but after dad got a huge promotion at work, he could afford to fly us home whenever we needed to.

Grant was going into 3D animation and I was going into writing. Ever since that day Grant and I woke up on the lawn, I have been having these amazing dreams and I write about them and turned them into short stories and I even wrote one novel. Dad got us an apartment between the two schools we are going to. It was all set.

Grant and I were bringing boxes up to the attic when my eyes were drawn to a couple dusty boxes sitting in the corner. He must've noticed it too because we both dropped our boxes and headed over to the other two.

We dragged them out and whipped the thick layer of dust on the top of the boxes. We gasped when we read the names on the boxes. Mine said, Alex Ozpin and Grant's read, 'Grant Shade'

It felt like a pin in my head. I kind of liked the ring of Alex Ozpin. We looked at each other with the same thought. It looks familiar. Not the boxes themselves but the names written on them.

"Should we open them?" I asked.

Stupid question, I know, why wouldn't we?

Grant just nodded as we lifted the lids off of the large boxes. Inside looked to be a random selection of armor and object but sitting at the top of the pile was a thin rectangle an envelope. I raised an eyebrow as everything in the box looked so familiar.

I took out the letter, it was addressed to me, only, not me.

Taking the letter out of the envelope I read it aloud; "

Dear Alex,

I am writing to you from the past and though you may not remember, you spent over a year in the world of Remnant, yeah, just like the show RWBY. In fact, you made friends with all those guys, you even dated Weiss for a while.

This letter is to help you remember. Ozpin said once you do, the world is open to you, you can come visit whenever you want but you can only stay for a month but Jace Nexus will help you.

Remember the day you popped up in Ozpin's office and Ruby hit you in the head multiple times with her scythe. Remember Weiss stabbing you. How about Next taking over your body? He's still in there you know.

I want you to remember who you were in Remnant and in your own world. Since you and grant have a soul from each world you CAN remember.

Just try, please.

-Alex Ozpin

I looked at the paper and silently handed it to Grant. It was like blurs of a memory coming back slowly. I Picked up the white rectangle and pressed the orange button in the middle of it.

I jumped when the holographic screen slid open revealing the lading screen of Beacon academy's symbol. Once it loaded I dropped the scroll as I saw a picture of me, Grant and team RWBY pop up on screen. I flipped through the pictures of me and the team from the best show on the planet.

It felt as if a brick hit me in the head when I literally saw the life I had in remnant flash before my eyes. I knew Grant felt the same thing because he was crouched on the ground, wide eyed at the box before gingerly taking out two katars. Looking back in my own box, I managed to dig out my giant rifle.

"Grant." I said with a teary eyed smile.

"Yeah." He responded with a wide grin.

I was curious and opened up my contacts and dialed Weiss's number.

"Hello?" said the familiar on the other line.

I dropped the scroll and smiled.

One day. I smiled, One day.

�