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'Thoughts'

Flash Backs

『 Telecom 』

≤ Air Bus to Beacon ≥

A teenager sat on one of the many benches inside of the Airship leading to Beacon academy. An annoyed, yet devastated look plastered on his face could easily be seen. Subjectively making majority of the other participants of the transportation avoid him. The look on his face was both rightfully so and well deserved. Why might you ask? Well this teen was still absolutely mortified at even being sent to the Combat Academy known as Beacon. He did not choose to enter in the first place. His eyes narrowed as he recalled the events that brought him here.

Ceril was just a normal red-headed, tanned skin teenager with a non-combative semblance for perfect memory. The life goal he chose for himself was to be that of a fine researcher and make the world proud at the achievements he would bring. Yet that all came crashing down when his oh dear and beloved sister decided to not only mess with his transcripts, but even go as far as sending a letter of admission AND personally accepting in his steed. His oh so loving parents were so proud and the next thing he knew, he was being shipped off to Beacon Academy. His final moments of his home haunting his days of travel.

"Oh Ceril, you make us so proud!" The male's supposed mother spoke out loud. She had all his luggage as she pushed him out of the car and towards the airbus on the dock.

"W-wait, mom! I keep telling you, I don't want to go!" The red head said in a panic tone, but his father took a firm grasp onto his shoulder to help push him forward.

"Oh son, your sister knows you so well. She said you'd be so nervous about this whole ordeal and try to escape, but worry not!" The older man shouted, "We were given clear instructions to not like you escape. Now off with you!"

"Wait, just listen to me. This is all a mista-OOF" and in that next moment, the teen had been kicked rather violently into the Airbus. After falling to the floor, the teen proceeded to get up and attempt to run off, but his luggage crashed into him as he once again fell backwards. "No no no no!" Before the panicking teen could get back up, the doors closed violently. Cutting off his only escape. "I didn't want to join Beacon, why are you doing this!"

"Oh Ceril~" The mother spoke sweetly, "I know you'll make us proud. Tata~!" As she spoke, the bus started to lift off the ground and fly away. Sealing his fate forever.

"ARGGHHHH! WHY ME!" The memory made Ceril shout as he stood up and pulled the strands of his hair. The rest of the students immediately backed off and avoided him as if he had the plague. "WHAT ARE YOU ALL LOOKING AT?!" An emerald green glare was given towards the students who obviously didn't have a sense of privacy.

As of now, Ceril was definitely in his own world. Not caring for all the ones who backed off after his shouting. The red head made a quick turn for his bag as he opened the large luggage. Inside was three sets of uniforms and casual clothes. Under those clothing were the pieces to his chest plate and gauntlets. A sigh released from the teen's vocals and a silent thanks to his parents for at least packing his standard equipment. Even his choice of weapon was in there.

"Hey Red! I know the first day can be nerve racking, but you don't need to go all savage." A voice spoke out as Ceril closed his suitcase. 'Oh what is it now?!' That only thought passed through the red head as he turned around. Behind him was a very brawny and muscular man. His height considerably tall considering his own 6 foot standard. The man had brown spikey hair and a look of confidence that said that AT LEAST he wanted to be here. "The names Paul, who might you be?"

"Let's just stick with Red and end this here." Ceril gave an unamused look whilst he stood straight, the brown haired man obviously having over a head in height over him. There was no need to make friends in a place he'd immediately dip on afterwards. Yet all Paul did was laugh and invade Ceril's personal space by wrapping his arm around him. How stupidly intrusive of him that piece of-!

"Awe come on, don't be like that Red. It's a whole new world out there for the next four years! I'm sure it's going to be a blast." Before Ceril could say or do anything, Paul let the red head go as he began to walk away. "Like I said, cheer up!" Giving off one of those cool guy thumbs and a shining teeth grin. Ceril could only sweat drop as he left from view.

'I hate optimistic people…' The teen could only roll his eyes as he brought his luggage towards the window and looked out. The City of Vale was in perfect view along with Beacon Academy. He was definitely far away from home back at Mistral. 'Right, so I'll get off this Airbus and immediately take the next one ba-' before his thoughts could finish, the teen's scroll immediately rang. He picked up his transparent communication device and opened an incoming message.

『 Dear Beloved Ceril,

Your father and I would like to let you know that with all the children finally out of the house, we have decided to sell all of our belongings and go back to traveling. We wish you a great time at Beacon Academy. Your sister will be waiting at the entrance for you to give you the tour of the school and is eagerly waiting to meet with you.

Sincerely, Mom 』

"Ah… ah…" The last strands of sanity completely left the red head as he let out a loud screaming shout.

≤ Different Air Bus to Beacon ≥

"AAAARRRRGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" The sudden shout made the small silver head jump in surprise. The sound seemed to have come from a different Airbus across the sky. A smirk left their face at the thought of someone obviously suffering from their first day at Beacon Academy.

"Hey pretty lady, you wouldn't mind if I asked for your na-"

"Fuck off, I'm a guy." One of the male students tried to speak to the female-looking silverette, only to get shot down in a fairly terrible way. Such a scenario immediately caught the attention of everyone in the room. While the person's statement caught the flirtatious teen off-guard. Some of the other students in the Airbus even went as far as laughing at the poor teen.

"Ohhhh! Really?!" A girl would shouted quite loudly. Making the entire room go silent as they immediately cut in front of the embarrassed teen knocking him aside. "Are you really a guy?! You're so cute, you look like a girl! What's your name!? Your chest is flat like mine. Oh my Oum, I can't tell!" The space of the silver haired male was immediately invaded by a fairly short and young girl with black hair lengthen to her back. Silver fox ears lay upon the top of their head. 'Huh a fox Faunus.'

"Woah woah, hold up you dunce dog. I-"

"My name is Hena, let me see let me see!" The girl jumped up in excitement as she went and invaded more of his personal space.

"Let you see wha-" before he could finish his statement, the girl grabbed the waist of his shorts that the silver haired boy was wearing and attempted to pull it forward for a quick peak. His immediate reaction was to grab his shorts in response and try to keep them from being pulled off.

"Woah hold the scroll you fucking vixen! UNHAND MY GARMENTS AT ONCE!" Just as the girl was about to make the final pull, she had been clobbered over the head with the sheath of a Katana and grounded to the floor. A tall man with black hair and brown husky ears glared angrily at the small girl that was now rubbing the giant lump on her head.

"Ow… Slovik~ Why…!" A long pout was given up to the teen with big teary red eyes. His glare only narrowed more at the fox before looking up at the embarrassed boy.

"Sorry about that, this girl doesn't understand the concept of personal space. Or privacy." Another glare was given as he took his eyes off the silver haired person and back onto the fox Faunus. "Or decency…" Hena immediately averted their teary eyes like a dog caught doing something bad. "Well as you know, my name is Slovik. This is Hena. Just ignore her like I do."

A glare was given to both of them, the silver haired person obviously not amused by what was going on in the least bit, but gave their name begrudgingly. "Arcana…"

"ANA!" Hena immediately jumped ready for another grab at the short male. "There's an ANA in their name! It has to be a girl, I need to see!" Slovik immediately grabbed the girl on the shoulder and slammed her to the ground. A loud gasp of air escaped her lips as she went down hard. A long groan was given from Hena as she could only see stars in her perception. Arcana was caught completely off guard while all the spectators who were still watching stared in shock at such an action. Slovik merely shrugged at everyone without a care.

"It's literally the only way to get her to shut up. I promise you that."

"Brother… why would you do that~" the girl mumbled out loud as she sat up and covered her face.

"I am not your brother!" An instant reaction came off of the now agitated husky, "they're not your brother, and he's not your brother! You don't have a brother!" his calm demeanor completely broken. Only this girl, only this stupid pathetic girl could tilt Slovik off so much and he couldn't do anything about it.

"You are my brother~ my only brother~ you make me happy when the Grimm attack~ you never know, brother, how much I love you. Please don't take my brother away~" Hena immediately began to sing in response as she motioned herself to back and forth to her tune.

Slovik could only face palm as he grabbed Hena by the collar of her shirt and begun to drag the singing girl away. "Sorry about this uh, Arcana. Nice meeting you or something." Without waiting for a reply, the male faunas began to drag the fox away. The girl still singing randomly as her bottom was dragged across the floor and out of the sight of public.

≤ Beacon Academy: Entrance ≥

"This is now my life, I am in hell." Ceril spoke out loud as he stood in front of a slightly shorter girl who looked as if she was his twin with very long and wild hair. A diabolical smile plastered on her face as the sister held up a turtle cloak to him.

"Oh Ceril, I'm so proud of you! I even got this for you to wear in celebration!" The excitement in her voice absolutely real. Which only made the red head aggravated at her talking like him being here was even an accomplishment.

"You're proud of me Nini?! You modified my exam grades! You sent an admission letter to Beacon! Then you pretended to be me and accepted this role! Are you crazy?!"

"ABSOLUTELY!" She shouted in utter joy from his argument as she wrapped the turtle cloak around him. Ceril stared with a mortified expression as his sister had caught him off guard. Her devious smile soon warmed up as she raised the hood-like mask of a turtle. "It's okay Ceril, this is for the best. I've already made the headmaster aware of the foul play. He has agreed to allow you to participate in the initiation." Ceril looked away. That was a smile from his sister that he couldn't stay mad at. So the next best thing was to not look and stay mad anyways.

"I'll just flunk out of it then. I don't need it." A soft giggle was given as the sister placed her hand on his cheek. Making the teen face her gaze.

"You'll do fine Ceril. I have complete faith in you. You were destined for something greater. I can see it, our parents can see it. You just don't." Then just like that, her warm smile turned into a smirk again as she spoke in a tease tone. "Plus, you'll be homeless if you don't pass." Oh yes, how could he possibly forget that? There was completely that. How could his parents go and sell everything?! The only thing he got in response was that all his stuff would be mailed over to a storage facility for whatever he needed picked up. Nini took out a student hand book and placed it into his hands. It was obvious that Ceril was done talking and pushing any further was wrong. "Ceril… I'd wish you luck, but I know you don't need it. I love you, even if you feel that your life is ruined right now." With that, the red headed girl began to walk away.

"Tsk, what am I supposed to say to that?" Looking down, the teen stared at the hand book and opened it. The booklet turned out to be a handmade map of the school with various comments in each of those places. Such as things like. Cafeteria, you eat here. Classroom, you don't learn here. Combat Room, best class ever. Garden, wonderful p.s. no patrols between 11 to 4 best make out spot ever. Ceril slammed the book closed as he narrowed his eyes. Wonderful.

The teen began to walk towards the auditorium for the entrance ceremony. As he did so, many students began to laugh and giggle at his cute cartoony turtle cloak. The red head merely released a "hmph". As he pushed the cloak sideways to make it flow in the wind with his pace. He was embarrassed definitely, but it'd be the last thing he did if he didn't rock this cloak until he could finally put it away.

≤ Beacon Academy: Podium ≥

"and I wish you all a good year." The headmaster of Beacon spoke aloud. The crowd let out low mumbles of confusion whjilst they spoke amongst themselves. A blonde staff member in the back could be seen facing palming in obvious stress. The headmaster himself kept an apathetic expression. Only taking a moment to sip his coffee. After several moments, the sighing blonde took the position at the podium in the place of the headmaster.

"I apologze for Headmaster Ozpin's choice of poor humor.." Hena in the crowd made a low chuckle as she gestured over to Slovik who was seated next to her.

"Ou, did you hear the emphasis on Headmaster?" Slovik snorted as he humored her.

"Do you think it was bolded or in italics?"

"Why not both?"

"My name is Glynda Goodwitch." The blonde teacher spoke above the murmuring crowd. A silent demand to usher in silence. "I'd like to personally welcome you all to Beacon. You all will have tough times ahead of you, but there will be good times as well. I'm confident that many of you will persevere together with your selected teams that you will placed with during Initiation. Speaking of which, will be held tomorrow at four sharp. Be prepared and don't be late."

Glynda gave an antagonizing glare at Ozpin as she left the podium. Students began to leave the auditorium as the man in question spoke up. "Good job, couldn't have done better myself." Another sip of coffee was taken, the humor obviously lost.

"Every year Ozpin, every single year!"

"Yet you still haven't prepared a speech in response." Both adults began walking out the stage doors.

"Oh no no no, you know I'm not falling for that. Next year, I'll make sure you have a speech prepared. Mark my words." Ozpin didn't say anything as he left the presence of the angry woman. The only sound coming from the man was another sip.

≤ Beacon Academy: Cafeteria? ≥

Who would had thought that this brunette's first day at Beacon would turn out so horrible? A petite girl stood amongst the other trainees in the crowded cafeteria. The first years were not to be assigned rooms until their teams were selected. So the first day had them all bundled up on the floor until then. That wasn't the bad part of the entire situation in the least. What was bad was that this girl's perfectly new nightgown had instantly been ruined.

"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to be that clumsy!" The fox-eared Faunus held their hands together in silent prayer. Attempting to beg forgiveness as a red-headed male stood unimpressed. His arms were folded and he had an annoyed look plastered onto his face.

"That clumsy? So you meant to be a klutz on some form of level?" An instant grin appeared on the girl's face as she guiltily admitted.

"Just a little…" Oh now it was on, if the brunette wasn't mad before. Now she definitely was angry at the short girl. The brunette swiped at the faunus and grabbed them by the collar of her loose white shirt. There wasn't much to grab to begin with considering the fox was boldly wearing just an oversized shirt and underwear. Which wasn't all too bad if you looked around at everyone else in their own sleeping garments.

"You ruined a 100 Lien nightgown and you thinks this is funny?!"

"Why are you even wearing something that expensive?! All my clothing combined isn't even that expensive!" The black haired girl exclaimed, the ears on her head twitching in aggravation and surprise at such a price. Such a price was more surprising than being physically woman handled. Which wasn't new to begin with.

"Yeah, that's rather excessive." The red head rose a brow and spoke a loud. He knew clothing wasn't cheap, but he'd never dare pay 100 Lien for a single outfit. The brunette turned her glare at the red headed male and replied with a sort of vehement amount of toning.

"What are you even doing here?! This is the women's side of the cafeteria anyways!"

"This girl, Hena" The teen spoke up and pointed at the fox. Hena only gave a toothy grin while mumbling 'he remembered my name' as the red head narrowed his eyes. "decided to announce herself as my temporary sister then proceeded to steal my green apple lemonade." Emerald eyes would then turn towards the brunette. Or more focused at the green blotch that was on her brown nightgown. "Then she ran into someone who was obviously too busy on their scroll to watch where they were going." The fox let out a low snort, attempting to hide their bumbling laughter. She never expected for the guy to advert the blame.

"Woah woah woah! Don't you dare go and place that blame on me." Anger was this girl's spirit animal by now. Her attention from the Faunus was taken away as she let go of the fox's collar and turned to the tall male.

"Then you shouldn't play the blame game." A simple retort, but before the result was given, the gown from the brunette was tugged. Behind the girl stood a much taller Faunus. A rabbit-eared one to be exact. The girl looked to also be a brunette. Hena in response went on immediate toes as the girl repositioned herself behind the red head.

"Coco, you should probably wash off the gown before it stains too hard." Finally! Words of reason. Not that he actually tried to relieve the situation himself. This girl with her single colored brown theme was beyond antagonizing. Even her eyes were brown for Oum's sake! Even her name! The one now known as Coco looked ready to continue the argument, but the idea of cleaning her gown was more appealing it seemed. "Sorry about that, she's actually a really good person. Helped me with some, uh. Less than cooperative people earlier."

The red head looked away as any fuse he had died. He didn't much care for the whole hate for Faunus thing people have going on. Yet seeing it happen left a bad taste in his mouth. The brunette with much longer hair merely smiled at the red head and continued speaking. "My names Velvet by the way."

"Ceril," the red head sighed as his eyes looked back at the rabbit. Nice to meet you. This is…" When the red head turned to introduce Hena, she was already gone. That conniving little b-. Velvet let out a giggle as she looked towards the direction of the skimpering fox.

"Friend of yours?"

"No."

"Alright everyone! Light's out." A brawny grey haired man with a magnificent mustache spoke aloud. Ceril looked over at Velvet and shrugged. The girl kept her smile as the red head began to walk away. Giving a lazy wave of his own as he went back to the male side. If the rabbit said anything else, he didn't catch it. Though maybe he really should try going homeless. Finding a job with his knowledge and skill set should be that hard.

In another part of the room, Slovik hid in one of the many cabinets with a pillow and blanket. "Go to Beacon they said. She won't be able to follow you there they said." The black haired teen mumbled to himself as he repositioned for comfort. Seriously, who would had thought his fellow Faunas would graduate the primary academy in Atlas despite being one year bellow him originally. He'll give her credit where it's due though. The girl was a superb fighter despite her looks. Heaven forbid he be placed on a team with that fox, it'd be the death of him.

So the plan is to avoid Hena at all costs. With great luck he'll be separated from her for good and ushered off to another team. This was his last hope and he'd be damned if "found you!" Hena opened the cabinet and loudly whispered.

"NOOOOOOOO!"

≤ Beacon Outskirts: Emerald Forest ≥

Fourteen students stood in a line together for initiation. Each stood on a pedestal that doubled as a launching pad, but no student knew that yet. The headmaster himself was present with a green haired teacher which went by the name Profes-er Doctor Oobleck. "Greetings everyone and welcome to the Emerald Forest, here you will be dropped into the woods at random." This teacher spoke fast, really faster. Most of the students could barely keep up. "Upon being dropped the first person you lay eyes upon will be your partner for the next four years." Many trainees shouted in disapproval. Such a random system was completely unheard of. One of the students was specifically excited though.

"Oh my Oum! You hear that Slovik?! You hear that?! Four years!"

'Four years… no no no no no! Like I'll let that happen!' Slovik internally panicked as Hena herself was on leaps and bounds of hype. A familiar looking Paul stared at the two with a smile on his face. While Ceril merely gazed on over towards the trainees that he may get partnered with. A lot of them didn't seem to his fancy, but he'd definitely prefer a calm partner at the least.

"After retrieving your partner, you are to make your way to the Temple Ruins just west of here and retrieve one marble piece scattered across the field. Then you are to return. Which that, fair well and good luck." As quickly as the man finished, all at once the students were launched and scattered across. Headmaster Ozpin merely sipped his coffee as he spoke up.

"Never gets old."

Well this situation definitely took a turn on the wild side. Not that Arcana was complaining about wild. Wild was fun after all. Biased wild, but wild none the less. The silver haired individual was wearing a fairly simple battle outfit. It consisted of a black vest with an open back. Their pants was white and mildly loose. There were black knee plates on the pants and a utility belt that had cartridge holders for dust shells. Which many would find weird considering Arcana held no weapon.

"Weird, they launched us north, while the ruins is a bit west. That's so out of the way." Arcana spoke aloud as their landing soon came close to the ground. Though instead of finding a way to break their fall, the girly looking teen merely shifted themselves so that they'd land on their feet. As their soles hit the ground, the floor began to crack and cave under the gained momentum and pressure of the fall. The short teen merely stood upright as his boots out from under the cracked ground and dusted the risen dirt off themselves. "Now to find a partner."

"I see you Slovik! Stay right there!" Hena in the sky shouted. The girl seemed to be hanging from a fairly large tower shield that was apparently aerodynamic enough to glide on. The fox actually wore fairly simple clothing. Going for a skin tight long sleeved black shirt with a pair of red shorts. It featured a round side pouch that looked almost out of place on the side.

"Not like this! I was so close!" Though as fate would have it, Slovik crashed into Arcana who immediately tumbled to the floor as Slovik fell on top. Their eyes immediately met as Hena came from behind and gasped.

"Woah Slovik… I didn't know you swung that way…"

"Shut up Hena!" Slovik got up as he pulled a peeved looking Arcana from the floor. The teen didn't seem to have impressive gear either. He had a pair of glasses on with both a black dress shirt and pants. The teen also had on a white overcoat with a katana strapped to his waist.

"Aw, Slovik! You bumbled up! We were supposed to be partners!" Hena silently wined as she saw that Arcana had taken claims to her long time bff.

"You can have him if you want." Arcana idly spoke. Slovik merely went wide eyed as he looked at the short teen that was going to throw him into the dirt

"No no it's okay. All is fair in love and wa-" Slovik broke the distance as he bopped her over the head.

"Stop it already!"

"Okay okay fine!" The fox whined as she rubbed her head.

≤ Elsewhere ≥

Ceril stood idly even a heavily wooded area. "Not the most graceful of landings, but it got the job done." His combat outfit was both disheveled and ragged. Baring a white dress shirt with a black metallic chest plate that only covered his torso. Above the sleeves to his shirt were his gauntlets that had thick chains strapped around the wrists. Those chains also linked loosely to the chains that were also wrapped and linked around his belt. His pants were as simple as his shirt, just black with white metal plating on the knees. Behind him were various amounts of trees that had been cut right through the middle and toppled completely over and under him was a large skid mark baring his rough landing.

"What the hell happened over here?" A feminine voice spoke out. The red head turned over to see a familiar looking man followed by a fairly short girl with purple hair."

"What do you know, it's Red!" It was that optimistic brunette who went by the name Paul. If his perfect memory was any good, this man also went to Sanctum as he did back in Mistral.

"Red? Seriously who names their kid red?" The person in question turned their narrowed gaze towards the red head. For a small girl, that one sure had a big attitude.

"Pfft, it's okay Remmy! It's just a nickname." Not that the man even knew Ceril's name to begin with.

"Stop calling me that! My name is Remlin!" The air suddenly shifted as mild sparks floated around the girl. Ceril had his arms folded as he stared at the two in a passive manner, but the electric current flowing around the girl slightly caught him off guard.

"That's a free-flowing elemental semblance. Aren't those classified as Hazard Four?" The anger left as quickly as it came. The girl bared a startled expression as her focus shifted towards the red head who had his head tilted in thought.

"It-it is! But it's certified and documented with Vales approval!" Not many people knew that semblances were marked in Hazard Levels. Children who have unlocked and discovered their semblances could sometimes not control them. "I have the papers in my locker as proof!" Paul had an absolutely confused look on his face as the girl seemed to be terrified beyond belief. Those with a semblance above the third are heavily subjugated, some even more so then Faunus.

"Okay, calm down." The red head raised his hand up and down. "I'm not going to dust you down. I was just curious. My own semblance is classified as Hazard Three and I'm literally not allowed anywhere near restricted documentation." It isn't too uncommon for those with High Hazard Levels to be ushered away and never be heard of again. Those are scenarios a lot of people wish to avoid.

Remlin looked absolutely nervous. The girl was usually able to play it off as a Hazard Three, but that was the first time anyone actually knew what was classified in which. "We-well then. I…" The girl was still in a panic if the loss of words said much about that. Ceril simply shook his head and walked up to the two. The purpled hair girl stuttering a step back.

"Come on, calm down. Even if you had an unauthorized semblance, I wouldn't report it. Paul here won't either, right?" Yup, that was more of a threat then a question. Paul merely rubbed the back of his head and gave a nervous chuckle.

"Yeah Remmy, we're partners now. I wouldn't throw you under the bus like that." A soft smile left the girls mouth, then disappeared quickly after.

"Well whatever! Let's find those relics!" As the purple haired girl turned, she fell over one of the many logs that lay on the ground. "Seriously?! Who cut these down?! They're not even cut clean! They're completely shredded! Why would a person do such a thing?!" Then just like that, she was a petite ball of anger again. Sparks crackling in the air as she continued to rant. She was a good person at least and Paul has enough decency to ignore the details about Hazard Level semblances. A team with these two wouldn't be bad at all.

≤ Elsewhere ≥

Everything went from bad to completely out of hand quickly. Slovik had just met his partner with his annoying tag along. Thank Monty he had dodged that bullet. Hena herself though had apparently spotted the ruins to the west. Yet one excited squeal later and a hoard of Beowolf Grimm appeared! That wasn't even the worst part. As they broke through the crowd of Grimm to make their escape, they were greeted by two men, Yatsuhashi and Fox. Two of which were being chased by a pack of Ursa.

"I always knew you would be the death of me Hena, I always knew it!" The group instinctively all went back to back as the hoard of Grimm approached closer. Hena took her large tower shield and split it in half, forming two smaller shields in each hand. Slovik drew his Katana as he prepared his stance. Yatsuhashi and Fox both already had their weapons drawn while Arcana merely stood there with an unimpressed look.

"It's okay Slovik! We can do anything if we do it together~" The black haired Faunus sang song, but before the Grimm could get any closer, the whirling of machinery could be heard. Not even a second later, a line of Grimm were blasted away as Coco stepped out of the fern with what appeared to be a Gatling gun bigger than her entire body. The flank was instantly obliterated within seconds.

"Scatter!" Someone in the circle shouted, making everyone split up to engage part of the crowd while the Gatling gave cover fire. Yatsuhashi gave a powerful swing of his sword and cut apart two Ursa with the shockwave alone. Slovik did a dashing cut through his own batch of Beowolf as he slid right next to the tallest man in the group.

"What the hell man? Why were you even running in the first place if you could do that?"

"The Ursa wasn't what we were running from." The man gave a straightforward reply. Not even a moment later, a loud roar came from the direction the two original came from. A rather large Ursa dove into sight from the wooded area. It stood massively tall and one could wonder how that thing even snuck up on there in the first place.

"Oh oh! I call dibs!" The Fox Faunus excitedly shouted as she broke from a group of Beowolf she was fighting and directly at the giant Ursa.

"Don't little fox, it's tougher than it looks!" The Ursa raised its paw and swiped down faster than most had expected it to. Catching quite a few people off guard, but Hena merely jumped up in a forward motion to avoid the attack. The paw hit the ground and instantly cracked the ground under. The effects causing a mild quake in a show of power.

"Ha ha! Missed me!" The fox landed her jump onto the arm of the Grimm and began to run up. The girl then pulled out a giant stake from her pouch and then slammed it into one of the eyes of the bear-like beast before it had a chance to respond. Hena made her escape by kicking off it's face and landing quite a distance away.

"Finally, do you even know the concept of friendly fire?!" Coco came up from behind as she began to blaze her rounds at the Grimm. Most of the bullets were ricocheted off of the bone plates that covered it's body, but some did manage to pierce through. Causing the giant Ursa to slowly fall back.

"But boom!" Hena shouted excitedly as she waved her two shields up in the air.

"Boom?" Coco questioned over the loud sound of twenty millimeter rounds going off. Though her question was answered just as quickly. The stake in the Grimm's eye made a clicking sound and exploded. Leaving a headless Grimm to collapse and begin to dissipate on the floor. "Oh booms are definitely nice." The brunette looked on over at the other four. Fox was standing over his own pile of disintegrating Grimm as if no effort was given. Yatsuhashi and Slovik were sheathing their weapons with an exasperated sigh. That fox girl would definitely be the death of them.

"Booms are so nice!" Hena looked around excitedly and noticed that there wasn't anyone else paired up. "So does that make us partners?" Coco smirked and pat the girl on the head.

"Sorry kiddo, already have one. We split up after hearing two different babies scream for help." The shot obviously directed at Slovik in the sense that she looked on over to him. Hena merely snickered as Slovik himself was looking around in a confused manner.

"Has anyone seen Arcana?" Now that the situation was calmed down. The lack of a silver haired individual was definitely more noticeable for the group. "He was here just a second ago."

≤ Emerald Forest: Temple Ruins ≥

This must have been the single most stupid thing Arcana himself has ever done. The female-looking teen was hidden behind a stone pillar. Keeping an eye out while trying not to get spotted. Back with the group, Arcana had seen the nest of a Major Nevermore while he was in hand to hand combat with the Beowolfs. Nevermore were known to keep to their territory. More specifically their nest, but Arcana had never encountered one before. So he had the brightest of ideas to immediately jump onto the tree and onto the Nevermore. Which then proceeded to fly the hell away. This wasn't even the worst part of it all.

Chains suddenly snaked around the pillar and attempted to slam into Arcana. The short teen immediately tumbled out of the way and began to run for cover. The chains cracked into the stone as it easily shattered it. Arcana went to break more distance, but another pair coiled in at a stupidly odd angle and wrapped around his waist. With a rough pull, the silverette was yanked into the air and slammed onto the temple walls.

"So are you going to start talking?" Ceril took short strides towards Arcana who was groaning on the floor. Four chains hung from his person. One on each gauntlet and two on each side of his waist. This was the worst part. Normally Arcana could just take people out and end them, but this red head was quite… persuasive with his questioning. Arcana went to grab the chain, but it recoiled away and retreated back towards Ceril who merely yanked his arm away to gain such a response.

"And like I told you, you're not my fucking mom. I don't answer to you." Arcana got off the floor as their golden eyes glared daggers onto the red head. His eyes which were once emerald in color was now a cerulean blue.

"Wrong answer." Ceril dashed roughly forward towards Arcana as the person in question retreated by jumping back. 'This guy's fighting style was so bull crap!' The feminine teen mentally shouted as the red head came to hard stop. The chains dragging behind him would then continue rushing forward. Ceril shifted his body and twirled his arm. One chain came from the horizontal side and another from the diagonal. Arcana ducked then side stepped as he avoided two of the chains. Not having a break, he dashed forward but broke charge to dodge again as a third chain struck in the position he was just in.

Arcana was seething in anger. Up and front fights was his specialty, but this red headed douche had him be the ropes. Or chains to be more specific. He wasn't even hurt much by the attacks of the chains, but one got sore after so many hits broke through. Sometimes they didn't even move in regular motions. They would suddenly just break rhythm and strike at odd and vulnerable angles.

"So are you going to tell me what you did to that Grimm?" Yes, what he did to that Grimm. This red head saw him do that. Originally he was planning to just up and kill him, but that idea was thrown out the window.

Ceril stood in front of the bridge of the Temple Ruins. After a mild engagement with a pack of Beowolf, the teen had found himself separated from Paul and Remlin. The two probably headed towards the sound of the screaming individuals not too far, but he himself decided to just head for the ruins. Though as he got there, he was met with the sight of a silver haired girl with golden eyes. Or at least what he thinks to be female. It was hard to tell as they stood above a fallen Nevermore that was crashed into the concrete bridge. Ceril walked forward as he watched the small male raise his fist. It seemed that he was about to finish the Nevermore with his fist, but the next moment caught the teen off guard.

Three long white bones protruded from his wrist and were stabbed into the Grimm. The Nevermore cringed then dropped, but instead of dissipating it began to get absorbed into the white bones. Draining the bird completely until the bones were black.

"What was that?" Arcana was in the middle of retracting their bones when a certain red head startled them from behind. The tall teen had his head tilted in thought while Arcana was baffled at the fact they didn't even hear them come this close. After snapping from the startled state, Arcana rushed in at ground breaking speed and cocked a fist back to slam into Ceril. The red head stepped forward into the other's guard and delivered an instant palm strike into the feminine boy's stomach. The momentum from the previous dash helping with nothing but knocking the air out his lungs.

Arcana's feet lifted off the floor as they were shot back and bounced off the ground as they hit hard. His quizzical look turned stern as he began unlatch the chains from his gauntlets. The chains began to pour down and down and down. An unbelievable length of linked metal dropped. There was no way all of that was wrapped around his gloves. No way. "So are you going to tell me what that was?"

"What are you, my mom?

The engagement since then hadn't been pretty. At first Arcana thought he'd be using the chains like whips. But no! This asshole was somehow using it like stupid snakes! The rotated, the turned, the lashed and coiled. Every time Arcana even tried to attempt to grab the chain, they'd literally just move in an irregular way and avoid his grasp.

"Fine then, I'll get serious." Arcana's sclera began darken black as his once golden eyes started to glow red. Two large bones extended from the opening from the back of his outfit. Ceril raised a brow as the bones began to ooze black gunk until the ooze took the shape of Nevermore wings. The feminine teen flapped their new wings and took off into the sky.

"Well that's unique." Ceril stood there as he watched the flying individual. Arcana's wings on his back suddenly flapped as spikes of bones were launched at the red head. The teen merely shifted as his chains as they once again lashed out and deflected all the projectiles. "That's really unique…" In the next moment, Arcana took a dove down and tried to tackle Ceril look a diving eagle.

Ceril jump back as the move left a crater of debris and dust on the stone bridge the two were on. He prepared for another strike, but Arcana rushed out of the dust. Their arm was covered in white bone that oozed a black substance. Which in then formed into an Ursa's arm. Arcana took a downward swipe that Ceril sidestepped. The attack breaking the ground and causing the bridge to slightly shift and crack. Arcana's other arm had apparently gone through the same transformation which caused the red head to disengage as he had to now dodge swipe after swipe. "Just! Die! Already!" The silverette was baffled at this. They never personally fought a Hunter before, but someone his own age was never able fight him on terms like this. It completely startled him to no ends. If this is how a trainee fought. What would they ever do if a full-fledge Hunter engaged them?

Ceril would then spin. The chains around him twirling around like a torrent of wind. The silverette guarded with their Ursa arms, but the constant barrage of whipping chains was slowly pushing them back. Arcana prepared themselves to push past the chains, but just as the thought came to mind, the barrage stopped. Arcana lowered their arms a bit just in time to see Ceril grasping onto all four chains and slashing down into a vertical motion. The smaller teen was about to dodge, but it was already too late as the already added speed and momentum from the spin all crashed on top of the defending individual.

The pressure dropped them to the floor and left a long line of cracks as the bridge shook once more. Arcana's Grimm-like appendages began to turn back to ooze as it drained back into the bones and retreated back into their bodies. Sclera black and red reverted back to white and gold as the feminine boy could only let out a groan.

Well this was it. Out of all the ways to go, this was not the way Arcana thought it would go. Ceril walked on over as the chains suddenly reeled in like a fishing rod. Wrapping back around his gauntlets and waist. The teen squatted as he stared closely at his golden eyes with his own blue. One blink later and they were then back to emerald green.

"I'll be honest… I'm at a loss for words." His gaze shifted in the direction they came from. It was quite a ways from where they started the fight. "You absorbed that Grimm. You can use the parts of Grimm that you absorb." Arcana flinched, he was definitely spot on. Ceril would then frown sadly as he shifted a pitied gaze at the grounded person. "It must be hard. To have a Semblance like that."

"Wh-what?" Arcana's eyes widened immediately. They would have shifted uncomfortably too, but found it quite hard to move after being knocked down so hard.

"Living your life with the thought that if anyone found out. They would immediately kill you like the rest of the Grimm in this world." Ceril rose his palm and placed it on top of the other's head. Wide golden eyes stared back at a calm emerald. "I understand, your secret is safe with me."

"How dare you patronize me!" Then just like that, the moment was gone. Arcana immediately gave a vicious chomp onto Ceril's hand. The action made the teen raise his brow as the silver-haired boy gnawed at his hands. Making some fairly low growling noises.

"I didn't mean that in a condescendingly." Arcana was lifted off the floor as the red head raised his arm to draw back from the silverette's bite. The growling boy did not relent as he was slowly lifted off the floor and hung loosely from the red head's hand. "Woah, those are some strong teeth." Ceril didn't much care for being bit, his aura alone was enough to mitigate bothy the pain and the damage that would normally be done.

"mmmiiiIIIINNNNEEEEE!" A shout was heard from the distance that had been coming increasingly closer. Ceril was then tackled in the back as he attempted to turn around to see who was screaming. Though the tackling individual lost no momentum as their arms wrapped around the red head's waist and their body began to circle around as they kept latched on. As the person rotated around, they collided into the hanging Arcana which completely knocked him out of their bite.

"Hello again. Hena. Here to steal. More of my. Belongings?" After identifying the fox who had tackled him, the girl kept circling around like a hula-hoop until the momentum died. She came to a mild skidding stop as they were now in front of the red head. Arms grasped tightly around his waist and chin rested against his lower chest. The girl's eyes sparkled in an almost worried manner.

"Please tell me you don't have a partner! I tried to match with Slovik, but he was already taken! Then I found two others that were taken! Then I found Coco! Which was taken! Then I found Paul and Remmy! WHO WERE TAKEN!" Her look turned panic as she pleaded to the Monty that she'd finally get one.

"Uh… I don-" His sentence wasn't even finished as the girl let out a high pitch squeal and proceeded to climb onto his shoulders.

"Slovik! I found my partner!" Ceril turned in the direction the girl shouted in to see quite a large group. Coco and Velvet. A man in green scale armor with another holding fin bladed wrist bands. One could only guess Slovik as he just stared with an irritated expression plated on his face. Remlin keeping to herself in the back with Paul holding onto two twins. Both with short black hair and matching battle outfits. Except one was a pair of pants and the other was a skirt.

"Now if only I could find my part-" Then to his surprise, he noticed Arcana practically knocked out on the floor. A glance was given to Ceril who had Hena laying her chin on the top of his head. Looking at Arcana, the teen would shrug and retract his gaze to the left.

"Hena accidentally drop kicked her in that dive." The defendant rose his hands up as if to surrender. Whilst he spoke, one of the nearby pillars collapsed and dropped down to the pits bellow. Everyone had looked at the pillar that seemingly looked like it took a sharp blow to the side then back at Ceril. The teen only kept a calm expression. "Man this place is old."

"It- just…" He looked up at Hena who had one of those puppy looking guilty faces. Yeah that was definitely the look of guilty. Ceril had successfully passed on the blame. "You know what. I don't care and my partner's apparently a guy despite how he looks."

"Oh well, okay." Ceril didn't much care for the gender of the psychopath that had attempted his life not even minutes ago. Coco strutted up as she looked down at the stone bridge they were on.

"Man what caused this split in the bridge?" Like clockwork, the bridge would then crack and half the side would immediately collapse. The group being aware enough to step to the good side of the bridge as a good portion of it just fell down.

"You know what." Remlin began to speak. Everyone in the group turned to the girl as it was the first time she was putting in any form of input for them. She returned everyone's curious gaze with a sneer as she continued speaking. "Let's just. Get the relics."

No disagreements were given as everyone silently crossed the bridge and entered the Temple itself. Inside the circular building were six pedestals. Remlin stride past everyone as she grabbed one of the six dice that were this year's relics. Theirs in particular had a picture with a cat on it. Paul following shortly behind.

Coco and Velvet followed suite as she went and grabbed a die with the picture of roaring ocean waves. Ceril still had Hena on his head as he also went up and grabbed a die with the picture of the moon on it. Fox and Yatsuhashi grabbed the die with the picture of volcanic lavas. Slovik who was carrying the knocked out Arcana grabbed a die with the picture of the sun. Leaving the last die that was a dog given to the two knocked out twins; courtesy of Paul.

Their scrolls would immediately rang as each team grabbed their respective dice. Without even taking the chance to answer, the loud voice of the headmaster could be heard from every device.

『 Congratulations on your victory. You have passed Initiation. Please safely return to the school grounds and your team will be announced. 』

AN: A few words before I bid everyone farewell and wishing myself good luck! It's been years since I've attempted to write a fanfic, heck the last time I even published something was years ago. I literally don't delete it purely cause I find a mild meaning in it. Well anyways, as many of you can guess by now.. The events of the current cast I have shown takes place one year before the actual events of RWBY. I did this mainly because I feel it'll give me enough chances to flesh out the current OC and the lesser published team that is in the show.

On a side note, I have a blaring weakness for character/object description and can be pretty vague with what I'm writing about sometimes. So in essence, I'm currently looking for a Beta Reader who can fill those roles since I'm kind of crap at them.

Now I'll prepare my heart to be destroyed by all the criticism that may or may not come. Tata!