A/N: Okay This is my first story, and I've reworked it. I originally decided to break up the first chapter into three smaller ones, but have since decided to go back to the original format, because I've been doing some proof reading and it's easier if it's not broken up into smaller pieces and keeping track of them.
Also, far warning, this story is written with the idea the readers are up to date with Ruby at this time, which includes all four of the first 4 volumes. If you aren't, their are spoilers and probably some things that won't make sense, because I wanted to avoid as much as I could, just retelling the main series with another character. I have to do at a certain amount, but I'm trying to keep away from a whole retelling.
I'd also like to note that I did not put this in the crossover section due to the fact that cross from multiple Thor media sources, not just one like the movies or the comics
Prologue
Ozpin wasn't sure what to think of this situation.
The boy, yes, this boy was something unusual. In his long life, he's never seen a boy quite like this one. It wasn't his talent, no. Talent, he had found in his line of work, wasn't as special as those on the outside would think. To him, all those he trained and encountered were talented, some more so than others, but they were all among the best.
It wasn't the way he carried himself either, no, again he saw all kinds of personalities, the shouters, and braggarts to the meek and quiet. No, while the boy's character was a bit odd, especially for his apparent age, it wasn't beyond what he had known.
No, what made Ozpin's mind dwell so heavily on the boy was the contradictory nature of how he carried himself. In some ways, he seemed an adult, yet at the same time, didn't understand things a child half his age should have been aware of.
He seemed both man and child in one, depending on the scenario. When it came to combat, the child was at least as knowledgeable as any adult he'd meet, the situation he'd been found in gave credence to that. He'd been found in the Forever fall forest, with three dead Beowulf's decaying around him as he tried desperately to retrieve something in a large hole in the ground.
The encroaching of more Grimm made a closer examination of what the boy was after impractical at the moment, but he'd go back to investigate later.
But the boy, despite being approximately fourteen, give or take a few years, didn't know what Grimm were, and a longer conversation made clear he didn't know about dust, aura, or even hunters.
Ozpin may have been more inclined to believe him if he hadn't dispatched three Grimm on his own, but something told him the boy wasn't lying. All that aside, these were not his most concerning issues
The crux of his conundrum was now to find where the boy was from. He matched no missing child report in Vale or any of the other kingdoms, and his name didn't match anyone on file, and there existed no last name that matched his. He supposed the boy could have been making his name up, but again he didn't feel like he was lying.
There was something honest in this boy, and something else he could feel, but too vague and diffuse to put his finger on. But whatever came in the next few day's, he was going to be watching this boy, and hopefully, lead him down a path where he may be able to do the most good.
Leaning back in his chair and looking at the folder of the information on the boy who was likely to be the next resident in the Vale Orphanage, he couldn't help but wonder where this kid came from. It was almost like he had fallen from the heavens or walked out of a dream of fantasy like he hadn't existed before he'd been found in that crater on the ground.
2 Weeks later
In his office, the Beacon Headmaster read the letter from the Vale orphanage.
As Ozpin had expected, when no one came forward to looking for the boy he was sent the Vale orphanage, and despite their best efforts, he was closed off on the subject of where he came from. Which in and of itself was a bit odd, the boy was normally quite talkative and boisterous. He treated it like a dark secret. But then again that may explain it in the end if the boy had suffered some form abuse, he may well be a runaway, and why he gave a name, no one could track.
Still, these times of observation were quite illuminating. The boy was cocky, arrogant and boastful to a fault. He challenged the other children regularly to nearly any type of contest. Not surprisingly, given his attitude and from what he'd seen, he always won.
But beneath this exterior was a kind and caring boy, with a strong sense of right and wrong. He was often seen putting bullies in their place, sharing with the younger children and cheering them up with tales of fantasy.
Where most people with his personality would have been shunned or despised, this boy was becoming a leader of the children in the home. It was truly remarkable, his ability to attract other to him. He may be cocky, but he didn't seem to have unreasonable expectations of himself or others. But most importantly he didn't abuse his gifts, he used to protect those who couldn't protect themselves.
Were it not for his unwavering ego, Ozpin thought the boy would be a perfect model of what a hunter should be, and he was only fourteen.
That combined with his apparent natural talent, he didn't think there was much point in putting off the boy's training. He'd be a late entry to the local combat school, but the boy was far cleverer than what many would assume him to be at first glance.
In few years, he'd be ready for Beacon and may represent a talent only seen once a generation.
1 week later
Things were progressing as well as he could have hoped.
The boy was in combat school, as he had intended, and was catching up to his peers at an alarming rate. What actually came as a surprise to Ozpin was the boy hadn't yet unlocked his aura, let alone his semblance before school.
The indications of this made this far more complicated than he had originally thought. What he had done in the forest was something he would have expected from one of his own first-year students. Doing so with no weapon or aura was…..disconcerting.
But for the time being, he'd only monitor the boy, he had other matters to attend to.
What the boy was after in the forest was one, but Grimm activity around it was extraordinarily high, and what was more plant growth in the area seem to have accelerated, covering it from the air.
He wanted to know what the boy was after, but not enough to risk lives over curiosity. If the area cleared up, he'd investigate, if not, well…he'd figure a way to at some point, but he was going to put it out of his mind for now. He wasn't going to rule out that what the boy was after was responsible, but as it stood, at the very least it was pulling Grimm away from Vale.
He was finding rather than getting his question answered. That boy….that boy….
1 Year later
Thumbing through the file he'd been sent, he once again found himself thinking the boy they had discovered in the wilderness.
News about the boy was not an ordinary occurrence for him anymore. He was a top-level fighter at his school, and an adept pupil, but there was only so much of the repeating information he could take before he told them only to write when something beyond his usual scope came up.
And it just so happened that was the news he was reading now. In weapons forging, the boy had once again shown a bizarre aptitude in the field. He's created a weapon unlike any of his instructor's had seen before.
Most students tried to make a weapon that complimented their style and semblance, but the boy had gone far beyond that. Now it wasn't as though other students hadn't gone down the same path before, it was doable for sure. But most ended up with weapons with feature and abilities they didn't often use or didn't work well with their semblance or fighting style and most fazed them out to make their weapon more streamlined and lighter.
But the boy hadn't, he was dead set on the weapon system he was building, and his teachers said it almost seemed like the fervor of someone trying to reclaim something lost. But that was ridiculous of course.
Ozpin had seen some of the schematics for the weapon, or rather weapon system. And that was what was really unique about this compared to other weapons students had made, or even other hunters. His weapon was a part weapon, part…He supposed armor, but the two were linked and operated with each other. He didn't believe he'd ever seen a student put this much thought into a weapon before. If it worked the way he intended, it might be unrivaled compared to his peers.
But he was sure of one thing, it was dangerous, and not just to his opponents, but to the user as well. There was so much that could go wrong, and how he was powering it left a lot to chance. The boy was cocky, but now Ozpin though he might think himself invincible.
If the boy's ambition went beyond the safety parameters, he'd have to be stopped. But Ozpin was curious, the boy was full of surprises, and maybe he'd surprise him again.
1 Year Later
Ozpin sat in his office, thinking of the past few years, and pondered what the next four years would bring.
A lot had happened in the past few months. The first years coming this year were an extraordinary group, possibly the most skilled as a general group he'd ever seen.
Ruby Rose, a child prodigy who he let in two years early, her older sister Yang, one of the most talented close quarter's fighters he'd ever seen. Weiss Schnee, the heiress to her father's company, and a girl of extraordinary talents. Blake Belladonna, a girl with worldly experience that some full-fledged hunters couldn't boast.
Jaune Arc, a boy from a long line of hunters…With no real talent, aside from apparent forgery, but he had something in him, like the boy, something of power inside him. The boy himself, the child found in the woods, with dead Grimm surrounding him.
Pyrrha Nikos, who maybe the most famous young fighter in the world, with a reputation that was entirely deserved. Lie Ren, a young man who had seen much in his short life, and it pushed him to new heights, and his close friend Nora, who came from the same background, yet seem to have gone the opposite way regarding personality, yet unmatched him in head-on combat.
Those nine would cause some things to shake in the school. Besides the fact that more than a few were known to be quiet boisterous. But they were all good at heart, even the braggart boy. He hoped they all passed initiation tomorrow, they were all full of potential, which he'd hate to see go to waste.
Looking through the files, his eye's landed on the boys. Still a mystery in many ways to him, yet he was sure of the boy's character.
And with that though, his mind wanders back to the forest where he'd been found more than two years ago. He was after something, something Ozpin had never manage to actually find out what. He had investigated the area, but the Grimm made it hard to stay long. What he'd seen what an empty crater, overgrown with vegetation.
Was it even still there? Was it ever even there? But if not why were the Grimm and vegetation around it acting so oddly? Could it be the boy himself had left some sort of mark on the earth without knowing it?
Maybe, but he wasn't sure. Whatever the boy was after, he'd either lost interest in it or had put it out of his mind, as he hadn't tried to go after it since he had been recovered.
Ozpin started to must to himself, something he had found himself wondering about for the past two years.
"What is it you were after, Thor Odinson?"
Day of Initiation
"RAAAAHHH"
The voice behind Ruby causes her to jump what felt like ten feet in the air, deploy the weapon and turn ready to fight the presumed Ursa behind her.
What greeted her was a large man, or should she say, boy? He couldn't be older than the students attending beacon.
He was tall, well over six feet tall, and broad shouldered. He had long, flowing blonde hair and bright blue eyes. Blue eye's alight with the smile the graced his lip, despite the weapon pointed him.
He was chuckling as well, and Ruby felt her blood boil, was he trying to scare her? Was she some kind of joke to him?
"I'm sorry if I startled you, I'm just so excited to finally be starting at a true school for warriors." He said, and he pushed Crescent rose down away from his face.
Ruby, however, her face dropped from a startled and angry, to one of mild confusion. The way he was speaking was…..not normal. It wasn't exactly foreign, but it wasn't the way normal people spoke. It had the air of someone from a movie she'd seen a long time ago.
Before she could think more on it, he was walking past her, still smiling.
Then he did something that totally infuriated her. He put his giant hand on her head and ruffled her hair saying "Good luck little one."
Her cheeks turned red with mortification, and she turned to shout at him, but he didn't break a step as he headed to the orientation hall, apparently not a care in the world.
She was about to take after him and give him a piece of her mind, but as she took after him, she tripped over something, barking her shins hard.
This was home, or at least as close as he was liable to get here. He could smell it in the air, the excitement of the other students, the eagerness to fight.
He'd prove himself, here or soon after. That's what he was destined to, as always. Even with only a fraction his true might, he had dominated all who stood before him, and these beasts, the monsters of Grimm, but pale imitations of the monsters he'd face, like comparing a flea to a dog.
Now was his time to shine, to prove he was worthy, once again.
As he strolled into the main hall, he saw other students looking at him. He was an impressive looking man, he knew, his build and height made him a standout among most of the other students. But he also knew he walked with a swagger most new students didn't have. That combined with the fact he could grow a beard, whereas most of the other male student's only had peach fuzz, well, he stood out, to say the least.
Well, that and he was loudly announcing his pleasure at his new school.
He also noticed the glances of more than few female students, one in particular caught his eye, a blonde with lilac eyes.
Her gaze lingered a bit too long to be a curiosity at the loud newcomer. Catching her eye he winked, kissed the air at her ever so briefly and flexed his impressive biceps.
She turned away quickly, in disgust or embarrassment he wasn't sure, but he frankly didn't care all that much. He was here to show this world what the Mighty Thor could do.
That Night
It didn't take Yang long to figure out from Ruby's description of her day that the person who had startled her so badly was the same loud mouth who came into the assembly hall shouting and announcing his presence as if he was come conquering hero fresh from the battle.
By God, he was loud. She could see how he'd startled her, especially after she had ditched her and left her to sink or swim on her own. Given her account of what else had gone on, with that Schnee girl, maybe her attempt to get her introverted sister to spread her wings was not as well thought out as she had originally thought.
She'd caught a glimpse of him earlier, he was hard to miss. Of all the first year students, there was only a handful a big as he was. Another was almost as big, and had a similar air about him, but not nearly loud about it.
The look he gave her, well, she was used to being the one flirting with the boys, most weren't that confident to do it to her. It made her feel like she was put on the back heel, and she didn't like it.
She listened to Ruby rant about him, she was clearly embarrassed he'd managed to startle her so effectively by accident. But she had managed to raise her spirits when she had met that boy, Jaune Arc. She'd found out the same incident had caused the boy to jump in a panic as well, but whereas Ruby had managed to land on her feet and draw her weapon, Jaune completely panicked, thrown his own weapon into the air and crumple to the ground.
She'd heard from Ruby that he only thanked Providence that Ruby's reaction had so much more dramatic and impressive looking, not to mention close to the actual source of disturbance, that his little incident had gone mostly unnoticed.
Yang thoughts wander from the braggart to the Arc kid. While she was happy, Ruby had made at least one friend, easing her own guilt somewhat. She wished her first new friend her wasn't a boy, given how young she was. It wasn't that she didn't believe boys and girls couldn't be platonic friends, no not that, but …well she couldn't help but think it. She was younger, and not terribly experience in dealing with boys her own age, and Jaune was two years older.
Granted, the boy was, from what little she'd seen of him, a complete weeny. Well, if there were one guy in the school she'd feel safe letting Ruby be around, at least right now, Jaune was probably the safest bet. Not like the big bastard who made sure everyone and their mother needed to know he had bothered to grace them with his presence.
And just like that, her mind had wandered back to the big oaf. Between what he'd done to Ruby and that damn gesture he had given her, he had pretty effectively already gotten on her bad side, and she hadn't even had a conversation with him yet. He just oozed the air of those jerks who thought because they were athletic and good looking they could act how they wanted.
But, she knew she could come off like that sometimes, and being on the outside, looking in, it was a bit irritating. Maybe she needed to tone it down a bit? She hoped she didn't come off like, she didn't think she did, but maybe she just didn't know it? Maybe this was one of those things you just didn't notice about yourself until someone pointed it out to you?
Maybe he didn't know either…..
With that thought, she realized she didn't even know his name.
This was bit embarrassing, at least internally, she was judging him, and she didn't know his name or had even spoken to him. This was not the type of person she wanted to be, this judgmental and jumping to conclusions.
It's not that she wanted to be friends with him or even really get to know him, but she didn't want to get into a habit like this.
As Jaune changed into his pajama, his mind wandered to his day, not what he'd call an excellent first day. He's started by making himself look like a total coward and wuss. He was only thankful Ruby's reaction drew more attention, saving him some embarrassment. Not all, unfortunately, and just as was his luck, it was a drop dead gorgeous girl, with the most beautiful blue eyes and long white hair, he'd never seen someone so…..angelic. And he'd made a total buffoon of himself in front of her. Her name, he found out later was Weiss Schnee, and it rang a bell to him, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it before.
But again Ruby had helped him out, inadvertently but still, she had blown both herself and the white-haired girl up in a dust accident.
He didn't want any harm to come to either of them, but it may over shadow his own pathetic episode minutes prior. He knew how these sort of things worked in a school, the student body would move on to the next embarrassing or extraordinary event. In few day's, both these events would be forgotten.
That big guy though, the one that had scared him. He was exactly what Jaune was trying to portray himself as, a confident warrior, powerfully built, and at his ease even with a weapon pointed at his face.
Now he was thinking he might want to change how he was going to try and portray himself. He didn't find the that guy's personality particularly pleasant. Granted, he was hoping to meet a girl, not another guy, but Ruby wasn't too fond of him, and neither was her sister from what little he had heard from her about.
Frankly, even if girls were into that type of guy, and he supposed some were, he wasn't going to compete with him in any regard. Jaune was fairly tall, in relatively good shape, and his blonde hair and blue eye's had gotten a little attention from the girls at his old school. Granted none of them were the popular girls, and he'd never actually gotten a date, but he knew that some girls liked that.
But he looked like a cheap knock off compared to this guy. For starters, he was about half a foot taller than him, and while Jaune wasn't out of shape, this guy looked like the professional fighters in the Mixed Martial Arts fights his dad like to watch, and not the ones on low-end competition either, he looked like a champion. His hair was blond like his, but whereas Jaune could never really get his hair to behave, this guy's long flowing hair was bright and untangled. They both had blue eye's, but his eye looked confident, where he knew he looked scared.
That was the other thing, Jaune had tried to have an air of confidence like his dad had said, but it was an act. That guy's confidence was either completely genuine, or he was a much better actor than Jaune.
No, he'd need another approach if he wanted to make any headway, trying to be that guy, would not only end in failure, but he really didn't want to anymore.
The guy seemed like a jerk, and that's not who he wanted to be.
Ruby wasn't certain how she felt about sleeping in a room full of boys. Yang in typical fashion was throwing looks at all the boys, most of whom were in simple t-shirts and sleep pants. Then there was Jaune, wearing an onsie, and Ruby had to do her best not laugh at him. He was nice, as Yang has pointed out, and possibly her only friend beside her sister right now, she didn't want to hurt his feelings.
Given her first 24 hours at Beacon so far, her time here was not looking up. Between her run in with that big guy and Weiss, she was counting herself at negative 1 friend so far. Granted, the big guy, who name she didn't even know yet, hadn't seemed to be angry or upset with her, but he was flippant with how he had scared her, and frankly, she was still upset with him.
Speaking of the big lummox, she hadn't seen him yet. He was hard to miss, his size alone made him stand out but combined with his hair as bright as Yang's and a big obnoxious attitude that made Yang seem like a modest maiden, it wasn't likely he hadn't come in yet. She was sort of hoping maybe he'd done something to get himself kicked out of the building for the night.
"Maybe he even got kicked out of the school." She mumbled to herself.
This killed her line of thought dead. That was an unusually vindictive thing of her to think, especially about someone she'd only really had one passing interaction.
Shaking her head, she decided to chalk it up to just having a bad first day.
Bemoaning her poor luck on her first day, she hadn't even noticed Yang pulling her towards the girl had stood up for her against Weiss.
Although Yang attempts to get the conversation going and only getting a name out of her, Blake Belladonna, it was evident to Ruby that she was more interested in her book than them. It wasn't until Ruby asked about the book itself they got a real response.
But before they got a real conversation going, Blake stopped talking with her mouth hanging open, her eye's wide and face beat red.
"What is it…" Ruby said, turning to look at what had caught Blake's attention.
She felt her face flush with blood at sight before her. Whereas most of the boy had decided to dawn sleep pants and t-shirts, and Jaune an onsie, the young man who had startled her so badly had opted to sleep almost completely naked, save a pair of boxers.
It wasn't that Ruby hadn't ever seen anything like this before, but for the love of God, he looked like a damn model. His toned body with golden hair catching the light from overhead seemed to glow.
Looking back at Blake, the girl chewing her bottom lip, mesmerized by the god-like form of the student as he walked past.
That was weird, she thought, Ruby was a bit flustered, but Blakes was totally mesmerized. Taking a look back, she wondered what had her so transfixed, before she felt someone shoving her shoulder.
"Okay, little sister that's enough eye candy, for now, you need your sleep."
Turning to faced her sister, who had the biggest smirk on her face, which made Ruby flush even redder.
"Just shut up Yang! Just…..Shut up!" she said as she stomped back to her sleeping bag.
Yang giggled to herself as Ruby embarrassment, was that why she was ranting about this guy so hard? She had a little crush on the big loud pretty boy. She supposed she should have expected something like this to happen at some point, a lot of girls fall for a pretty jerk at some point, she knew she had once.
Looking at Blake, she noticed the other girl was reacting much harder than Ruby, which was more perplexing. Blake had given the impression of a much cooler customer and seemed more mature than other students. She looked like totally infatuated with the slab of meat, her face beat read, eyes as wide a saucers and absent mildly chewing her lip.
"Hey, Blake?"
That startled her back to reality. "What?" she said looking a bit dazed at Yang.
"You okay?"
"Yes…why…."
"Girly, you were practically drooling over that guy!" She said, laughter ringing in her voice.
"No! I was just…..thinking really hard!" she shot back, her face getting red again.
"Hey I'm not gonna judge you, I mean, I like your taste in looks, he's an excellent piece of tail, but maybe wait to see more of him before you go weak at the knees over him," Yang said as she walked off to get some sleep. Leaving Blake sputtering.
She was mortified at how she had just acted, she hadn't lost her cool like that in years, especially not over a guy. But damn it, he was hot! Flaunting his body like that, and she could even smell him, and good lord his aroma was unlike any she'd ever smelled before, and she meant that beyond just being unique to an individual. He didn't smell like a human or Faunus, he was close, but he just smelt…..better than either. That, combined with his look and care freeway of walking around in his underwear, put her into sensory overload.
With her wits back, and the embarrassment dying down, her reasoning section of her brain came back, and her lust faded away for confusion. His smell, that's what sent her overboard, it wasn't really human or Faunus, it was similar but is different from both as those two were from each other.
He had her interest, and not, she told herself, as a prospective boyfriend. She wanted to know what he was.
Thor awoke the next day, ready for battle. Getting out of his sleeping bag he stretched his back and arms, yawning. Looking around, he noticed several other prospective students rising, some have clearly been up for some time.
Creaking his next, he decided to get a shower, then breakfast. Heading towards the showers, he felt…..off. He didn't know what it was, but he didn't feel normal.
Shaking his head, he made his way to the showers and quickly scrubbed himself clean. While he did so, he pondered on the other students, not all would be allowed in, that he knew. He didn't know any specifics of what the test would be today, but he was aware that the numbers accepted students was much lower than the number of students who applied.
He would, of course, be one of those who made it in, but he had felt out the other students. His loud personality not only drew their attention to him, which he always appreciated but let him see a few their reactions.
The one girl he startled the entrance was interesting. She was clearly younger than the other applying students, but of all the students, she was the only one drew her weapon on him. She was a bit skittish, overreacting, but quick and graceful on the draw.
He marked her as one of tremendous latent talent, but less experience than the other student.
The boy he'd seen, however, he was clearly out of his league. He acted like a scared rabbit, he was almost certainly not going to make it in.
There were others of renown already at this school The Nikos girl was world famous, and he would beat her in the ring, and show the world his might.
The heiress to the Schnee Dust company was in attendance as well, supposedly a great talent in many fields. She'd be one to watch.
Getting out of the shower, he headed to the cafeteria. Beacon was supposed to have a huge selection of food for the students, and he planned on taking every advantage of it.
"What a barbarian!" Weiss muttered to herself, as she watches the giant blonde shovel food down like an animal. He'd already eaten four times as much as the two students on either side of him combined, with no signs of slowing down, it was disgusting, and she lost what little appetite she had.
"I know right!" a voice from her left said. She didn't need to turn to know it was Ruby, who was making attempts to mend any damage done their nonexistent relationship, Weiss ignored her.
Looking back to the savage as he gorged himself. It was like a trainwreck, she couldn't look away, and she wasn't the only one, a number of students were transfixed by the spectacle.
Getting up from the table, Weiss decided she didn't want to watch anymore and headed to the locker room.
Thor opened his locker and pulled out the weapon he'd spent years perfecting, to recapture some semblance of his old life.
It was in three parts. First, he affixed the vest, checking all the disks were properly set and functioning. He pulled on the belt next, checking it similarly.
Then he pulled out the hammer, not like his actual hammer at all. This weapon was larger and two-handed and looked more like an ax in many respects, the blocky hammer head mirrored by a broad ax head. Holstering it on the back of his vest, he headed out to scope out the competition.
He notices the Nikos girl and the Schnee girl talking with the boy he'd seen yesterday, and the Schnee girl seems agitated, which didn't surprise him, from what little he'd seen of her and what he'd heard about her, she was a little high strung.
But the red head, Pyrrha Nikos, she was supposedly the strongest student applying, well he wanted to make his intention clear from the start, no hard feeling, but better to get it out of the way now.
He marched over to them, a giant grin plastering his face, and the boy caught notice of him, and his face fell.
"Hello!" he bellowed getting the girls attention as well. The Schnee girl looked agitated, the Pyrrha looked politely interested.
"Pyrrha Nikos, I presume." He said extending his hand, which she took, smiling and shaking while responding.
"Yes, and who might you be?" she said a politely as could be.
"Thor, Thor Odinson, I must say I'm a fan of yours, you are truly a great warrior."
Her face faltered a little at this, but she regained her composure nearly instantly.
"Why thank you, it's always nice to meet a fan."
"Yes, you are the strongest student her as far as it's known, but I just wanted talk to you for a moment."
"If it's about the teams I believe…"
"No." he cut her off, smiling all the time "No, I just wanted to let you know, I'll be challenging you in our first combat class, to show this school who the real number one is, is that all right?"
The others went silent, Jaune seemingly not sure how to respond, and Weiss looking like she'd just been poleaxed.
Pyrrha was shocked for a moment at his declaration, there was no malice in his voice that she could detect, and he seemed entirely genuine on the idea of taking her off the top.
She was so used to having people putting her on a pedestal, this frank deceleration of pre-emptive victory was entirely unexpected.
He didn't break his smile, so she responded: "I'd like that, once we're both students of course."
Smiling and nodding he headed off on his own while punching Jaune in the arm saying "Good luck out there today champ."
"The nerve! Who does that barbarian think he is!" Weiss ranted in Pyrrha's defense. But Pyrrha didn't seem at all bothered by the cocky nature of Thor. In fact, she seemed excited.
"Come on you two we need to get to the cliffs."
All Thor though was "landing strategy?", he'd get to the relics before he even touched the ground, and find a partner, the first you made eye contact with?
He didn't need a partner, and frankly, he doubted any of other students could be able to get to the relics before he'd gotten one and got back.
But there were Grimm to fight and kill, so he might as well have some fun, but he'd get the relic first, secure his place, and then run wild.
As he readied himself to launch into the air, he pulled his hammer off his back, ready. The next moment he was soaring through the air. It took him a moment get his bearings, but then he started to spin his hammer, and as he began to descend, launched himself towards where he had been told the relics were.
Chess pieces? Well, he supposed that wasn't surprising, given what he knew about Ozpin, these were surely representative of something. What that was he had no idea, but he wasn't here to figure out that man's mind.
He grabbed the Gold King and headed into the forest to have some fun with the Grimm. He'd take a few Grimm down, maybe even meet a partner while he was at it, but right now his first concern was killing some Grimm.
"How boring." He said to himself and the bodies of several Grimm dissolved, these Grimm were hardly a challenge, he didn't even break a sweat. He needed something bigger to hold his interest.
Sighing he was thinking of just heading back. What was the point of this now? He had his chess piece, and fighting the Grimm here was like stepping on ants.
He knew there were stronger Grimm than this, he'd read all about them, but these were the most common and the weakest. These creature couldn't even kill his boredom.
"Might as well head back, no point in wasting…." He was cut off when he heard the cry of Grimm of enormous size and felt his blood boil.
"Time to have some fun."
With that, he was off in search of the disturbance.
From the air, Thor could see the scene, a Death Stalker of great size in front, a swarm of Beowulfs to the rear, and the largest Nevermore he'd ever seen personally circling the group of eight.
They were all students he recognized, the girl he'd scared, Pryyha and Weiss, the boy. The other's he'd seen around but hadn't had any real interaction with.
AS he descended from the air, he channeled the power of his hammer, mixing his aura with lighting dust and his semblance to do what he was so good at.
Yang wasn't one to panic, but she was getting there, they were surrounded on the ground, and covered in the air. They had planned on just getting the hell out of dodge, but the arrival of more Grimm made that too dangerous at the moment.
As it stood, she believed they could fight their way out, but it would be a dangerous and exhausting experience.
The Beowulf seemed to be ready to move in, one at the front was looking particularly eager.
But before it even made it move, Yang heard the loudest crack of Thunder she'd ever heard in her life, and a blinding flash of light followed. Covering her eye's, Yang's heart jumped into her chest.
"What the hell?!" she heard several of her fellow students shouted. That was exactly what she was thinking, what was going on? A new Grimm? Maybe help had arrived.
As she uncovered her eyes, as the light faded she saw the outline of a tall, broad shouldered man.
"Oh no." was all she had time to say and the loud, boisterous voice broke through.
"Do you need some help my friends?!" that smile still gracing his lips.
Looking him dead in the eye as he smiled, she was ready to say no, but then she noticed the charred bodies of every single Beowulf that had been cornering them.
Her jaw dropped as Pryyha called out.
"Thor, thank you so much, we were in a tight spot there."
It was odd, but hearing his name was, weird, as she realized that up till now she hadn't known it. Thor huh? A weird name, but he had just wiped out a pack of Beowulf's, she wasn't going to complain.
She looked to the rest of the group, and they were equally impressed, although reactions individually were quietly varied. Ruby had gone starry-eyed, apparently forgetting her previous irritation with him. Weiss looked like she was chewing the inside of her cheek. Jaune looked pale, and Pyrrha had a smile on her face.
Yang turned her gaze back to Thor, as he walked forward with an air of confidence she tried to carry herself with like nothing could touch him. His weapon in hand, head high and shoulder squared, he looked every inch the hero they were trying to be.
He looked her in the eye, and winked at her again, causing a minor blush to form in her cheeks. What the hell? They were still in a dire situation and yet he still found time to flirt? Her fluster broke when he spoke again.
"Do you want the Death Stalker of Nevermore, I'll let you pick."
The whole group looked confused, what did he mean?
Thor looked confused as well, the spoke again "Look if you don't choose in the next few seconds, I'll just pick for you."
They all looked back and forth to each other, he didn't mean what they are all thinking, did he?
"Alright, I'll choose." He said and started spinning his hammer at speed Yang would have thought impossible, and faster than even she could react, flew past them just above the ground and hit the Death Stalker hard enough to flip it onto its back.
They all were jaw dropped, except Pryyha, who was the first regain composure, and get everyone attention on her.
Thor had chosen the Death Stalker because it was an inherently tougher Grim than the Nevermore, far less mobile, but its shell made it harder to kill with brute force.
And he wanted a challenge. After the initial attack where he had splayed it out, it had recovered and was fighting back.
It was putting up a good fight, as he ducked and dodged its attack. All while hammering it with heavy blows from his hammer, charged with electricity. Its armor was cracking as he continued, but it was clearly hurt by the others.
No matter, if he finished it quickly enough, he'd be able to kill the Nevermore as well.
Channeling his semblance again, he used the dust in his vest to call the wind that froze its limbs in place.
Once it was unable to move, he brought his hammer down one last time.
Ozpin watch the two teams quickly took down the Nevermore, but what was more surprising was Thor's ability to kill the Death Stalker on his own. What was more he seemed to enjoy it? Truly a talent to watch, but he had a problem.
No one had claimed his opposite piece, and he hadn't encountered any student who didn't already have a partner. He had no partner and no team. Yet he had accomplished the task given to him, and gaining a partner hadn't explicitly been given as part of the task in order to succeed.
Thor sat there, staring at the floor, despondent. How could this be? No team, no partner, no progression into the hunter's world. How could he of been this stupid, he hadn't bothered to partner with anyone, he just rushed in bull-headed as always to seize the victory? What was more, he had no team.
He was done as a hunter, he'd be stripped of his weapons, and no longer allowed to do what he did best, battle evil, save the meek. He was done here, and by extension, barred from his real home.
Putting his head in his hands, he started to breathe slowly. Why did he always do this? Was it his nature, to act first, think second? No, he didn't believe so, but he had royally screwed himself here.
Why did he always shoot himself in the foot? Tossing his hammer aside, he started to punch the wall, denting it, as he heard the teams called out.
He was angry at Ozpin, the other teams and mostly at himself. He knew how these things went, he'd read about them, but in his arrogance, he'd wanted to prove his own power and prowess.
Pride, it was always his pride. Damn himself! He was successful in his goals, yet failed because of his pride and arrogance.
Slamming his fist into the wall again as heard the weak boy named as team leader.
Slumping down against the wall, he was getting ready to face expulsion.
"Well, Mr. Odinson, you have failed to find a team," Ozpin said to him as he looked at the floor. "Or even a partner for that matter, you rushed in, no strategy to speak of, and no forethought."
Thor, simply look dejectedly at the ground.
"However." Ozpin continued, causing Thor to look up at him. "You fulfilled every prerequisite of completing initiation, and we never made finding a partner or team part of the passing score."
Feeling hope stir in his chest, Thor stayed quiet to listen.
"Now this is a most unusual circumstance, we can't have you operating on your own, despite your talent, part of the curriculum involves teamwork. Your lack of a partner or team, can't go unaddressed, so we've come up with a solution."
Thor's heart was hammering in his chest, so he hadn't failed yet.
"The first student, you made eye contact with, Yang Xiao Long, already had a partner at the time so you can't be partnered with her, but we're going to try a new program." He said as he sipped his coffee.
"In the real world hunters or teams of hunters may sometimes hire a freelance agent to supplement there, you're going act as this to the first year's students on team missions. They may request you, or if we feel the need for additional manpower on a mission, we will assign you. In any other regard, you'll be a typical student." He said smirking.
A huge smile broke out over Thor's face. "Thank you, you won't regret letting me stay." He said shaking his hand and heading out the room.
Ozpin smirked as he walked out, his swagger back, and wondered how long it would take him to realize he'd not given him a bedroom assignment yet.
"It's a shame that Thor guy didn't make it past initiation, he had such a cool weapon!" Ruby gushed, and Yang rolled her eyes, as she lay on her new bed in their shared dorm.
"You wouldn't stop trash talking him four hours ago, now you think he's the greatest thing since sliced bread." She was a bit irritated at her sister flightiness, but the girl was too damn enduring to really get her mad at her.
"Yang! Didn't you see him, he swung that hammer all 'FOFUFUFUFUFUA'" she said mimicking his movements and making a helicopter sounds to imitate the noise his hammer made when he spun it. "Then he was all "KAAR-AACKK!'" She said thing time imitating his lighting attack. "Then he threw it, and it came back to him, Yang….I think I'm in love." She sighed.
This caused Yang, along with Weiss and Blake to cut their eyes quickly at Ruby.
"That hammer, I mean, I'd never replace my baby, but wow what a weapon."
The tension in the room immediately dissipated, it was just her sister being her normal weapon's obsessed self.
Weiss spoke up after the momentary silence following Ruby's gushing over Thor's hammer. "I think it's best he isn't staying, he didn't bother to form a team or partnership with anyone. He was a beast, cocky and had no table manners."
Yang sniffed at this "You're just jealous, you saw that freak right? He tore through those Grimm like tissue paper."
Weiss just sniffed at this a turned her nose up "As if, he may have raw power, but he's still and unrefined beast!"
Not wanting to push the issue, Yang signed and thought of the guy. He was absolutely fantastic in the field, he'd wiped out a pack of Beowulf's like nothing, then handled the Death Stalker they were having issues with as a team, by himself with fair ease.
It didn't seem fair, or that someone like that should exist, not at the level they all were. He was more in line with a fully trained hunter from what they'd seen.
She was broken out of her stupor by a knock at the door.
They all looked at each other, curious as to who would be calling at this hour. Shrugging, Ruby walked to the door and opened it, and they all got a nice little surprise.
Ruby yelped as Thor strode into the room, carrying his bag over his shoulder, smile plastering his face.
"Hello! It appears we are to be bunk mates!" he called as he tossed his bag on the floor and survived the room. "I see there is only four bed at the moment, don't fear, I will be the gentleman and sleep on the floor." He said as he nodded and bowed to each of the girls in turn, before retrieving his bag and pulling out his bed roll and setting up in the corner, then plopping down on it to take off his boots.
"But…how….?" Weiss stammered. "You weren't assigned a team, you didn't even get a partner! How are you still here?! And why are you in our room!"
"Well," Thor said as he sat on his bed roll, looking like he was genuinely pondering a hard question. "I suppose they just couldn't let someone as handsome as I just leave." He said with a face that looked as serious as death.
Team RWBY looked at him, dumbfounded for a several seconds before they saw his lips crack a smile.
"No," he said with a slight laugh in his voice, it's more complicated than that my little beauty." He said winking at Weiss, making her go scarlet. With embarrassment or rage, Ruby didn't know, but she found something twinging in her stomach at this comment, what, she wasn't exactly sure.
"It in fact far too complicated to explain tonight, everything will be explained tomorrow. I've had a long day."
Ruby had noticed what he was doing at first, but he was stripping down his underwear, and laying down on his bed roll.
"Goodnight, fair maidens." He said, and he leaned back to go to sleep.
"Hey! Wait!" Weiss started, but it was evident Thor had already drifted off to sleep. "I am not sharing my dorm with this….this….barbarian!" Weiss huffed and even made her way to the door.
"Weiss, wait, it's too late to do anything now, at least wait till morning," Ruby begged her.
Weiss stopped and seemed to think about it for a moment before she sighed and headed back to her bed flopping down to go to sleep.
Blake hide her face behind her book as Thor stripped down to sleep, to hide he beat red face. That sent he carried with him, it was much stronger this close to him. This flush to her face wasn't normal, it wasn't that she was embarrassed to see him parade himself around like that, she'd seen a lot more in her time than that. It was the damn smell of him, she wasn't even embarrassed, but she felt her body temperature rising. This was some sort of biological reaction, one she wasn't sure was healthy for her.
She was more than a bit of a closet pervert, but even then she didn't usually react that way to boys showing off their bodies.
But her curiosity about him was stronger than ever, and if he was going to be their bunk mate, well, that offered her some good opportunities.
Yang herself thought it was worth having Thor in their room just to see Weiss's reaction to him. His mere presence was enough to get her blood boiling, which was worth it to her.
He was, at least her eyes, everything that was associated with the word "uncouth," yet he was better than her in combat. That must be infuriating to her, and it was hilarious to Yang.
But damn, he was a fine piece of man meat, and she didn't mind it if he stuck around if he was going to give her a little show every once and a while.
Ruby was the only thing that might worry her about his attitude, but she was clearly in love with his hammer…
It took her a bit a self-restraint to not laugh at the implications of that thought, especially because it was her baby sister.
But frankly, she needed to start noticing boys or girls in that way. Yang really wanted to protect her sister, but at the time she wanted to start to do the normal thing with her peers, and part of that was getting a boyfriend or girlfriend.
Maybe having this big guy around would open her up a bit, he was apparently as overboard about weapons as her, but far more social.
Besides the fact, she thought her sister might have a little crush on the boisterous blonde. Her obsession with his weapons, the fact that even when she hated him, she wouldn't shut up about him.
It seemed to have a few of the hallmarks of a preschool crush, and despite Ruby being beyond that regarding years, she was still in many ways still a little girl.
Not that she'd ever let that loud mouth date her sweet little sister, but she wanted to see her start and come out of her shell a bit.
In the following weeks.
Ozpin had explained the situation to her, but that didn't make Weiss any happier about the sleeping arrangements.
As she brooded in the cafeteria thinking on the issue that had been bothering her for some time.
Thor didn't technically have a team, but still passed the initiation test, so he was to be a sort of free-lance team member, to simulate the possibility of requesting aid or being given another person to work with the team or individual on a job.
Not she was opposed to the idea, but why him? He was boar, a brute and totally unrefined. That and their room was already crowded with four, but why did he need to bunk with them?
Port had mentioned he had first made eye contacts with one of her team members, which one he hadn't said, but this was used to give him his room assignment. He couldn't' be given a private room, that would show favoritism, but why them of all people? Hadn't JNPR also been there for his first contact, why couldn't he room with them? There were even two other boys there, well just barely, given Jaune Arc was barely a man, but still, why put him in the same room as an all-female team?
It was asking for trouble, she was sure of it, he'd try something sooner or later.
Just as she thought this, she watches as a student of similar personality, if not so loud, Cardin Winchester torment a Faunus upper classmen.
It was cruel, and the very thing she hoped to change in her families company. She wanted to look away, but just couldn't, she wasn't entertained at all, but it was human nature she supposed to want to watch.
She only hears her teammates comments on the issue, but her blood ran cold and hot at the same time as she saw Thor approach Cardin, laughing.
How could he agree with this mentality? Of course, he did, though, she should have known it, he was an arrogant cade. The fact he held these beliefs was not at all surprising.
But what happened next did surprise her.
Velvet was frozen in terror as the brutish first-year student pulled on her ears. She was, as always conflicted on how to react. She was a meek individual, but was still a year ahead of this boy and could trounce him in a fight. But she couldn't bring herself to do anything, just begging for him to stop.
Her heart sank as another first year, a very famous first year joined in slapping Cardin on the shoulder, laughing with him. The fact that this other boy was already a legend in the school made her despair even more that even someone like him would think this was okay.
She heard him talk and it made her shiver.
"Yes they are real aren't they?!" Thor bellowed to Cardin, as the other boy laughed in agreement.
He clapped his arm around his shoulder and pulled him close in a brotherly bond.
But as his laughter stopped, Cardin's laugh continued as he continued to pull on the girl's ears, the other boy failed to notice.
Thor placed his hand under Cardin ear, place thumb and forefinger over his earlobe.
"Tell me…. is this real?" Thor asked in a cool voice as Cardin looked at him confused.
Before Cardin knew what had happened Thor was dragging him around the room by his ear.
"It's real huh? Well, good to know, here let's see how far you will go to keep it."
With that he pulled on the boy's ear, leading him into a stumbling run, to the point he forced him to run full tilt into the wall. At which point he released him, as his teammate charged into protect him.
It was over in an instant , one quick punch to the throat of one sent him reeling for breath, a kick to the sternum made one double over in pain, letting him throw him across the cafeteria. The last one was merely thrown through a window to finish it, then he went back to their leader.
Cardin was regaining his composure, his shock at the sudden manhandling fading and he was getting ready to fight.
Thor didn't give him a chance, as he grabbed his throat and slammed him into a wall, pinning him there.
As he held him there, he brought his face closer to Cardin's and whispered in his ear.
"I ever catch wind of you doing anything like this again, I'm not going to stop, I'll beat you and your team till there is nothing left, you get me?"
Cardin didn't say anything, but Thor got the feeling he got the message, and promptly dropped him to the ground and walked away.
Weiss hadn't expected that at all. Thor had beaten Cardin's team for his actions when he had appeared to join in on their 'fun', but that seemed only a ploy to lull them into a false sense of security.
But, he clearly hated the anti-Faunus stance, given his action and words.
Had she misjudged him? She supposed she may have, which she really shouldn't of. Given how often people judge her without thinking, she may have given him a bit more of the benefit of the doubt.
But she didn't dwell on this too long, maybe he wasn't all bad, but he was still pretty bad. He was still loud, ate food like and animal, and had less sense of personal space than Nora. Just because he correctly believed Faunus shouldn't be miss treated didn't make him anymore likable in her eyes.
Thor sat in the detention with Professor Port, helping him prepare for the next class, and by prepare he meant sort papers, listening to his stories.
Now Thor liked to hear the man tell his tales, but he was still irritated at the fact he was given detention for standing up to that Cardin ass. He'd known it was likely when he did it, but if the school took care of him themselves this wouldn't have needed to happen anyway.
But he supposed what had him so agitated and lashing out at Cardin the way. It was funny how people thought that just because you were loud, you couldn't hear them whispering.
People where comparing him to that ass, and what was worse, he could sort of get it. They were both very large bruisers in build, used bludgeoning weapons, and loved to hear themselves talk and bragged constantly.
But any connection between him and that boy was thoroughly unwelcomed. He didn't care for his cruel nature or his bigoted views.
He'd be lying if he didn't admit that at least part of that action was to separate himself from that ass.
Sighing, he turned back to the paper than needed to be organized. This was torture, he was no dummy, but this sort of task help no interest for him, and it would probably take him two or three times longer to it than most other students.
Ruby looked around to see if anyone was near or in ear shot as she snuck around the locker room.
Creeping like a thief, she found the locker she was looking for.
"Heheheheh, now let's see what this thing is really made of." She snickered to herself and opened Thor's locker. He'd left his Scroll in their room while he was in detention, and she'd seized the opportunity.
And she wasn't going to do anything to hurt his equipment, she just wanted a better understanding of how it worked, which Thor had consistently refused to tell her.
As his locker opened, she had to keep herself from drooling over his gear. She'd never, in all her life seen someone use anything like it. All the things he could do with it, yet it had no apparent moving parts, it was almost like magic.
Of course, as cool as that would be, Thor had told her a little, and she knew that all the moving pieces and electronics were just hidden inside.
Now, reaching for the hammer, she gripped it and pulled. It don't budge.
"Darn it!" she muttered grabbing it with both hand to try and pull, she knew it was going to be heavy, but she hadn't expected it to be like this!
Yanking and pulling on it for five minutes, it still didn't budge. Until finally, she pulled so hard she lost her grip and landed on her butt with a 'thump'.
"Thor….huh…huh. huh, must be super strong to even lift that thing, let alone fight with it like he does." She panted silently to herself.
Well, if she could get the hammer out, then she'd just have to try his belt or vest, not the parts she really wanted to examine, but…..
She stopped cold in her tracks as she heard the door to the locker room open.
"Aw crap!" she said as she hurriedly closed Thor's locker, her plan foiled for today.
After doing so she took off, not wanting to be caught looking as guilty as she felt, she'd crack under the slightest interrogation.
Blake wasn't certain about many things when it came to Thor. He made her blood hot just by being around, he was louder than Nora and Yang put together, his snoring could wake the dead, he irritated Weiss to no end, and he had stood up for the Faunus.
That last one had endeared him to her, and he didn't even know it. Seeing Faunus mistreatment was common for her, what was rare is when a human stepped in to help, and Thor had done in brilliantly violent fashion.
She was glad that Cardin wasn't seriously hurt, as vile he may be, she didn't want to see anymore death.
But she was glad he'd experienced a little bit of fear and humiliation.
Damn it, that was ballsy, was all Yang could think. She knew Thor could trounce Cardin in a fight, but to do that in front of his team and the school body, well he could have gotten in a lot of trouble of an unprovoked attack on another student.
Yang didn't know Beacon rules inside and out, but luckily for her Weiss did, and in her post Cardin humiliation rant about their roommate, she dropped the fact that he could be expelled for it.
He was lucky he only got detention for it.
And she was glad he'd stick around like would get much more boring outside of class without him around.
He caused Weiss a never ending head ach, which was hilarious, the girl was way to uptight. He didn't have to do anything but wink at her to send her in stuttering rage, her face glowing hot red.
Yang was fairly certain the heiress was having a hard reconciling her distaste for his behavior and her obvious physical attraction to him. She flat out denied it, but come on, the guy was like a golden god, practically every girl in their years was pinning over him, and few of the older ones as well.
Even Blake got flustered when he was around, which was odd, but something about that told her Blake wasn't interested in him in that way, that her fluster was coming from something else he was doing.
Ruby, had, however, balked Yang earlier assumptions completely. She really was just in love with his weapon. What she mistook from the signs of a crush were just what they appeared to be, her being upset with him.
Granted those feeling had long sense dissipated, and Thor, who had never actually been upset with Ruby, treated her like a little sister.
Now that sometimes got on Yang's nerve. She knew Ruby wasn't a possession, but she still felt like he was invading her territory. But she was willing to let this slide for now because even if she had essentially raised Ruby by herself, it was nice to see her bonding with someone else.
Still had to work on getting her a date though.
It was past midnight before Thor got out of detention, and he felt mentally wiped. He was hungry but the Cafeteria was long sense closed.
He'd just head back to his room and go to sleep, he'd have to eat in the morning.
Opening the door as quietly as he could, he looked around the room. The bunk beds his teammate had made were still an odd sight to see. There was no way they were stable and he was waiting for one of them to be crushed one night.
His own bed, if you could call it that, was in the corner. It was, in fact, closer to a cot than real bed, but a full seized bed would make the room to cramp. He didn't really mind, he could sleep just about anywhere.
As he undressed, he was a little sorry the girls weren't awake to see the "nightly show" as Yang called it. More specifically, he was sorry Weiss wasn't awake, she freaked out every time he did it, and constantly threated to turn him in for "inappropriate behavior", it was hilarious. She was so uptight, she needed to loosen up, and really it wasn't healthy to walk around with all that stress all the time.
She needed to get laid or something, not that he was interested in her that way. To small, not enough muscle. But that Arc boy was really into her, and he wasn't really all that bad. A total catastrophe as a warrior, but Thor had a gift for seeing what people really were, and that boy was a good soul, he wasn't into her for looks, power or money. Why though he'd never know, she was a little snot a lot of time. She was good at heart, and ultimately well meaning, but her upbringing had left its mark on her.
That Arc boy could see past it, well, that was more reason than most to give the boy a chance.
That night everyone in that room dreamed.
Ruby dreamt of her Crescent Rose, upgraded to the scale of Thor's hammer, yet it was useless against the largest snake Grimm she had ever seen, all attack bouncing off it iron like scales as if she were throwing rock at a tank.
Weiss, had a nightmare, of a giant of ice, crushing a garden of flowers, with cold so intense the petals shattered like crystal wine glasses in the wind. She held her hand in front of her face, trying to block the wind, which left like razors of in exposed skin. She tried to bend herself lower, only for the force of the wind to pick up and throw her into the air, carrying her to parts unknown.
Thor dreamt of a Dragon, the looked like the sun made flesh, glowing and radiating power, yet had lost a wing as a great darkness descended on it, while he lay crippled in pain, unable to move. His skin felt as if he'd been cut to ribbons with blades of fire, and he couldn't see out of his right eye.
Blake, of the sky, ripping open in a brilliant light, then a roar shook the earth as something came thorough. She looked to see what it was, but she couldn't bear the idea of face what it was, and turned and ran for her life.
Yang dreamt of giant of fire, wielded a great sword that only flickered as she attacked it. All her attacks passed through it like it was actual fire, despite the fact it look solid. As she attacked one final time, the giant raised it flaming sword and brought in down on her arm, which erupted in pain.
They all woke up the following morning, and whole they didn't way it to each other in the moment, they were all feeling the same thing.
Fear, they all remembered their dream with perfect recall.
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