"An… Interesting… Application. But one none the less." Professor Ozpin said thoughtfully, closing up a rather large ledger book on his desk, standing and walking over to Goodwitch with it in hand. She watched him in disbelief.

"You're going to let him in?" She asked, incredulous.

"I'm going… To let him try."

-Later-

"...reach the temple, claim a relic. Simple as that. The first person you make eye contact with is your partner." Ozpin was saying.

"What do you mean you don't use weapons?!" A girl hissed, making Chris raise an eyebrow. She wasn't even whispering, just yelling at him in a whispery voice while Ozpin talked with another student in the background.

"Hands are too delicate. Need to save them, playing musical instruments 'n stuff." He summarized sarcastically. If she didn't get his meaning the first time, he was hardly going to try and explain it again. The girl was about to retort, something about being a weakling, when her insult converted into a Yelp as she was thrown off the side of the cliff by the springboard under her. Chris let out a slight chuckle of mirth, readying himself to be thrown at the same time, but not quite fast enough, tossed, spinning, as he went. With a few seconds he oriented himself, and brought up a hand, a glyph forming in front of him that stabilized his flight. With a twitch of his finger, a multitude of glyphs designed for nothing more than being stood on appeared in front of him. With that, he got to the ground ahead of most of the other contestants. He stood from the crouch he'd landed in, remembering that he heard someone say there were plentiful from in the forest, and hoping he encountered none of them, being nearly helpless on his own, a tall, stocky, teenager, with a constant look of being stretched out, and the air of one of those kids with a hyper metabolism, lanky and bony as a result of being able to eat any amount without fattening, gold eyes and dirty blonde hair framed a slightly drawn out face, his features sharply defined with a near ten percent fat ratio on his whole body. He glanced around, seeing movement and thinking it best to walk over to it, for reasons none other than hoping he was wrong and that someone had caught up already. He had no such luck. A white patterned serpent rising from the brush, its eyes seeming to glow as it looked down at him hungrily.

With a few moments travel, the sounds of fighting were apparent, making the spartan draw her weapon slowly, raising her tower shield in her other hand as she went, slowing and crouching as she got close to it's source. With a glum thought, she realized it wasn't so much fighting as one inexperienced person sprinting away from a giant serpent's attacks, activating glyphs from time to time to freeze its advance, only for the glyph to shatter a moment later for him to start running again. As she watched, he somehow looked back, over at her, his eyes asking for help. She hesitated a second, and charged forward to attract the serpent's attention as it got especially close with an attack, she slammed her shield against its body and kept going, pushing it along as she went before jumping back to where the other student remained.

"Where's your weapon?" She demanded, watching the serpent as it recollected itself.

"Don't have one… You're with me, right?" He asked breathing heavy as he stood.

"I guess so… What can you do if you don't have any weapon at all?" She asked, raising her shield as the serpent approached. He waited a second, and raised a hand with a slight sigh. The ground beneath the bronze clad warrior glowed gold, as did she, and the serpent slammed headfirst into the shield, only to find that it, and its wielder, a short girl of strong build, while at the same time blessed in the waist and chest departments, hazel colored hair billowing out around her, which must have gone as far as her waist, heavy armor reminiscent of spartans protected her, with extra armor emphasized on the skirt she wore, covering her down to her shins, where she had shin guards and heavy boots, didn't budge. The huge serpent reared back, having injured itself in smashing it's head against an immovable object, hissing at the pair as it retreated.

"I specialize in supporting team mates, everything from empowering your attacks and strength, to rejuvenating your aura if needed."

"That's actually… Pretty helpful." The Spartan conceded, putting away her sword and offering a handshake. "Name's Ophelia. You?"

"Christian… Friends call me Chris." He said, accepting the handshake with a nod.

"Alright… Chris… Weird name… Let's go." She said, heading off into the forest again, beckoning with a hand.

"That's uh… That's the wrong direction…" He cut in, a glyph floating in his hand acting as a compass.

"Oh… Well that's convenient… Lead the way then." She said, faltering slightly, before chuckling and gesturing off in the correct direction, as indicated by the compass. Soon enough, they found the temple, interested to see that something big had dug huge gouges in the floor of the clearing in front of the temple, as well as leaving behind huge Nevermore feathers.

"Heh… I guess it's lucky we didn't have to deal with that." Chris offered, picking up the last totem left on the pillars, a bishop. With that, they turned to head onward, only to glance over and see the others fighting a

Deathclaw and Nevermore. "We have to help them… I thought the teachers would interfere if anything huge like that showed up, but-"

"Pfft. When they're the ones that put both us and those here? We're on our own. You should probably get used to that. Fast. I'd be surprised if we can even trust our other team mates." Ophelia said, rolling her eyes and turning to go. "It looks like they've got it handled, they've got the famous Pyra Nikos there." She said bitterly, Chris remained a moment longer, seeing that she was right, and turning to leave as well. They reached the target area relatively quickly after that. Both nodding to Ozpin and Chris handing other the totem as he passed.

"I hope… You've learned the importance of choosing your battles. So that Miss Scarlet doesn't have to do it for you." Ozpin offered quietly, Chris let out a chuckle.

"I could never steal the show from those guys like that. Plus, they did seem to have it handled." He dismissed, waving off the professor as he went, leaving the Professor with a slight smirk.

"...And, while we are living in a time of such piece. It is always important to recognize the way of the world around us. This team does exactly that, showing the harmony within discord that we should all strive to achieve. Team Chaos." Ozpin finished, waving a hand in the team's direction. Christian up front, back in his civilian clothes, a black T-shirt and grey cargo pants, with a boy of average height to his sid, white skin, black hair, green eyes, which always looked curious, wearing a black and white jacket, small accents of green from one place to another, with a green T-shirt visible under it, black jeans finishing off the set. Ophelia stood to the boy's left, in a red blouse long skirt, going down to her knees, simple black shoes to finish it off, and to her left, a taller girl, lean, mean, and with a great sword over her shoulder, brunette hair and brown eyes, tight jeans and a red, black, and white plaid shirt to complete the tomboy look. The letter CAOS floating above their heads on the screen behind them, respectively. The start of chaos

((Alrighty then. So for those of you who have never read my stuff before, which is probably most, if not all, of you. I'll probably always do this little anecdote type thing at the end. I've written a RWBY FF before, but went in with neither rhyme nor reason, so, understandably, it didn't turn out all that well. This time I've put some actual thought into it, and will go ahead and get chapters out on a weekly basis. So there's that. Tuesdays and Fridays with luck. But probably just on Tuesdays, realistically. Today is… What? Friday? So yea, chapter up on Tuesday. Feel free to leave reviews. The ragged the better, in my opinion, as long as you have good basis and reasons within. Do keep in mind. I will have the main characters exist, and their feats of strength are hinted at so as to keep up with the story going on, but they otherwise won't be mentioned much. This stuff here is an Epilogue, so keep that in mind when realizing some of this stuff is ancient history. *Nod* Theta, out.))

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