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Sanctum in Mistral… Such a place was right in the middle compared to the other social classes that the Kingdom was divided in.

A school in which many attended to achieve good grades and do well in school in hope of obtaining a future that could help them continue on living for the rest of their lives. There were bankers, doctors, even teachers that were options as occupations. But the elective that stood out the most was the choice of becoming a Huntsman or Huntress.

Such a title belonged to elite warriors dedicated to slaying the creature of Grimm, monster bent on destroying humanity, and whose duty is to 'uphold the peace' of their world.

Those that wished to become such usually attended schools of combat such as Sanctum Academy of Mistral. The subject was designed to show new stuents the fundamentals of combat, weapon crafting and the applications of Dust and Aura in the battlefield. Those who have honed their skills on their own however can skip such steps, although it was rare sometimes.

One student that attended the academy that was set in the East within the Kingdom of Mistral was a single male who was on both of his knees and had his eyes closed. If one could describe the male, it would be good-looking and slender young look with short, stylish blonde hair and green eyes. Some sort of blue uniform was the clothing that made him stand out the most with a black turtleneck and leggings under a white Japanese-style tunic, white gloves, military boots, and a 'jolting sapphire' colored jacket with a red lining and very long, detachable sleeves.

Blue was apparently his main theme of color. Many would comment that his roots would actually be from atlas. They were wrong.

Opening his green eyes, his gaze fell down upon what seemed to be a Japanese sword within its sheath. Grunting to himself, the male reached forward and took the weapon within his hands. Moving the bottom of one foot to the floor, the blonde used strength to push himself up into a standing position.

Turning and starting to walk, his footsteps were light yet held much weight at the same time. The look in his eyes pretty much screamed for no one to talk to him. But in reality, the boy was in deep thought.

Ever since coming out from elementary school. Even since those times, he dedicated his life to training hard to achieve the goal of becoming a Huntsman. Studying and strict practice. Those were the two elements that led him to the top of his class, perhaps even in the school.

Finally, after all those years, graduation came.

If he could be honest, he didn't know how to feel at the moment. He was never one to let these sort of social events get to him. There was no point in really doing something like this, was there? So he and several other people passed and are moving on. So what? This happened every year, no need to celebrate or cause a big fuss over it.

"Hmm." The blonde said to himself, having his armed hand dangle while the free one cupped his chin. "It seems that I still have a few more things to prepare for before I enroll for an Academy." Muttering to himself, such thoughts ran through his brain to achieve a better understanding and organization of what to do. Such a list was broken apart when he felt someone bump into him from behind.

"Oh sorry, Jin, I was not looking. Pardon me for bumping into you." A young female voice apologized.

Turning around, Jin Kisaragi looked towards the source of the voice that the heard. His green eyes fell upon another pair of eyes perhaps the exact color. They belonged to a tall young woman with long red hair."

"Pyrrha." Jin nodded to the red-head in a curt-like greeting. "I guess I should apologize for standing in the middle of the halls myself. Also, I should congratulate you in officially setting a new record in winning the Mistral Regional tournament 4 years in a row." He added as an extra fact.

"Thank you for that, Jin." Pyrrha Nikkos smiled while nodding her head with thanks. "It's nice to hear that from you." The two of them shuffled over to a wall to avoid blocking the passage ways for other students. "So…" The red-head began. "What Academy do you plan on attending? I've set myself up for Beacon Academy in Vale."

"I am unsure of where to go myself." Jin answered, folding his arms. "It is a difficult decision after all. A single choice to make up the rest of your life."

"…" Pyrrha stayed silent for that ordeal, as if in thought about what to say. A finger was placed to her chin as she took the time to come up with the words. "Jin?"

The blonde slowly turned his head to look at the red-head. "Hm?" She had his attention.

Pyrrha had her gaze to the floor only for a split second before looking back up right across the hall where a large window sat. Outside, it was clear with some clouds drifting lazily along the sky. "Do you believe in destiny?" Jin kept a neutral gaze, allowing her to continue on. "When I think of destiny… I don't think of a predetermined fate you can't escape. But rather… some sort of final goal. Something you work towards your entire life."

Turning her body, she was now giving Jin her full, undivided attention as the boy was patient with the red-head. "I don't think your words are the truth. It is not a single choice. They are many. Each moment when you come up with a decision, they come together; building together until you have finally reached the top. When you feel that you are complete, then you have truly achieved the destiny life readied for you."

"…" Jin remained silent through the entire ordeal, listening closely to Pyrrha's words with a calm expression. Closing his eyes, he resisted the urge to smirk. The red-head had a way with words. Even if they didn't make sense sometimes, such sentences would find a way to ease his mind. "…Thank you." He nodded as Pyrrha smiled.

But that still didn't answer his predicament though.

Which Academy should he go to?

Break

"It has certainly been a while since we last camped out like this together."

Pyrrha stretched her back as the morning sun was rising. It was tough, sleeping on an extremely hard surface. Thankfully, there was still a sleeping bag and pillow that she had to managed to get through the night.

Meanwhile, Jin already had a fire going near the tent that the red-head had just crawled out of with a few sticks piercing fish and holding them above the flames. The blonde slightly nodded at this work with satisfaction before grabbing a canteen and walking towards the riverbed that was near.

The blonde was used to this camping ground. Sleeping out in the wilderness was a sort of method he did whenever he would have to think hard about some decision. The outdoors relaxed his own person surprisingly. The fresh air had that effect in a mysterious way.

"Indeed, it had been a while." Jin commented as he twisted the canteen to block the opening before tossing it over towards Pyrrha. As the red-head took a large gulp of water, Jin walked back to the fire and picked up a stick with a fish still cooking. Sniffing it, he took a cautious bite before nodding with satisfaction.

"Breakfast is ready." Jin notified the red-head as he looked up. But he found that her green-eyes were staring to an entirely different area; the forest. He blinked as his look was slightly confused. "What are you-?"

Heavy panting from a young voice was heard gasping for air as a little girl broke out from the brush.

The child fell onto her knees, sucking in air heavily as if he life depended on it. Judging by her clothing, which were extremely dirty, she must had been running and falling over constantly. Pyrrha's eyes were wide with shock while Jin's narrowed with suspicion. The child seemed to be exhausted. But as soon as the red-head's eyes met up with the child, the kid suddenly had a new burst of energy and ran up to Pyrrha while clutching her legs desperately.

"Help me!" The girl panted, practically on her knees. Pyrrha's was in so much shock from such a sudden appearance that she didn't answer for a second. The child immediately let go and crawled over towards Jin, grabbing one of his legs. "You have to help me! My sister! You have to help!"

Break

"Tsuki!"

The child continued to call out for her sister's name as Jin and Pyrrha were following behind. Pyrrha's face was spread out with concern while Jin kept a guarded expression. It was odd that a child would be running around on her own. Well, considering that many villages were spread around the Eastern lands maybe it shouldn't be. But the blonde had been camping around the area for a few years. He would have known about such properties.

But that didn't matter at the moment. "Tsuki! Tsuki!" The child once again ran swiftly forward, getting onto her knees around somewhere that was surrounded by bushes. Pyrrha was the first to follow through while Jin kept his weapon at the ready.

Looking down, there was a body that was heavily bleeding. There laid a young woman, who was breathing weakly on the ground. Pyrrha was holding the female with her hands behind the head and back. "What happened?" Jin asked, still keeping his standing stature as his eyes scanned the horizon just in case it was an ambush.

"Bandits… They just came all of a sudden." The woman breathed, weak from all of her wounds. "Everyone was captured… forced to stay. Yomi tried to run… Had to protect her." Her lids looked like they weighed tons as she was almost out of breath. "P ea e… h p… t (Please… help… them.)"

It was short, but that was all the woman could manage before dying in the arms of Pyrrha. The red-head gasped, her first-time witnessing death. It was a quick moment, but still…

"…Tsuki?" The smaller girl known as Yomi asked quietly. "…Tsuki… TSUKI! TSUKI!" She then began to wail loudly, as Tsuki was no longer in Remnant.

Break

Jin's expression was still neutral while Pyrrha's was frozen in shock.

As they both followed Tsuki back to her village, the red-head still couldn't get it out of her head. A body dying right in front of her eyes, right in her arms. There… there were no words to be able to describe how she felt. She just felt… blank… empty… Why was she feeling this.

Continuing to walk through tall grass, she could only see Jin's back as the both of them followed Yomi. Soon enough, several wooden houses that looked like they were breaking apart were coming into sight.

Rubble was everywhere. Wood scattered around the ground as nobody bothered to pick it up. Houses were completely destroyed, only a few still stood up. It was a completely quiet atmosphere. Only their footsteps could be heard as Jin was now taking the lead in front of Yomi and Pyrrha.

Coming up to what seemed like the center of the village, there was a giant dead tree that sat on the ground. It made all three of them stop in their tracks and freeze. Not because of the dead plant life. But what was hanging from it.

"Dad… Mom…"

Yomi whispered in horror as the three of them saw two bodies, bound and hanging from the thick branches that sprouted from the trunk. Unmoving, the bodies did not respond. "Dad… Mom…" Running forward, Yomi screamed out their names, hoping that they would answer her calls. Eventually only a couple of meters away from the tree, Yomi once again cried out in anguish and fell to her knees.

Nothing but the young girl's wails could be heard as Jin and Pyrrha were staring from a small distance. Once more, the emotion she one felt from seeing death came back to the red-head. Jin's expression still was the same, shocking the red-head even further.

As the child continued to scream, footsteps from the other side of the village seemed to thunder towards them in a slower manner. Pyrrha slowly separated her arms, armed with her sword and shield. Jin still had his weapon in his hand as a large gang of adults began pouring out from the other side of the tree to stare at the three of them.

Slowly getting back to her feet, Yomi saw that a sharp stick was on the ground. Grabbing it , complete anger washed over her face. "They murdered my sister… my parents… I'll kill them!"

She was about to run forward, but then Jin used the handle of his sword to prevent the girl from charging in as he was suddenly right in front of her. His gaze was still neutral, but then it was hard. A single look from his green eyes was enough for Yomi to swallow and take a couple steps back, not having a sound come out of her throat as if she were mute.

"Hah? Who are you?" One of the adult bandits commented, walking forward slowly as if he meant no harm. "You want to die too?"

Shouting, the bandit drew his sword and was about to chop Jin into pieces but the blonde reacted quickly. Drawing the handle, there was no actually blade on the weapon. Instead, white particles were seen for a split second before ice solidified and struck the man's stomach; knocking out the adult in one strike.

Jin didn't even bother making eye contact for a couple of moments as he simply placed the handle back into the sheath, ignoring the group right in front of him as they drew their weapons. "So you're the bandits that have enslaved this village."

"Why does it matter to you?" One of the adults with an eye-patch, seeming to be the leader of the group, questioned. He rested his weapon, a thick club, on his shoulder.

Jin continued to stare. "Why did you kill those two?" His sight slightly tilted upwards, looking at the hanging parents.

"That kid was going to tell everyone in the Kingdom about this village." The bandit simply answered, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "They accepted the punishment that would fall onto her. The penalty is death."

Jin's gaze now fell downwards by a small margin, yet his bangs covered his eyes. "And yet they still are presented like this?" He questioned quietly. "…As an example?"

As if some presence were warning them, all of the bandits took a small step back, slightly raising their weapons while staring hard at Jin. "…Look after the child." Jin stated as he drew his weapon. Once again, there was no blade for just a moment before becoming ice.

"…W-what?" Pyrrha stuttered as she was still speechless at this entire situation.

"Kill him!" The bandit leader shouted.

Jin immediately began to run forward, straight towards the bandits. Already breaking through into the middle, he spun around. A small blizzard of ice blinded some while knocking other off of their feet. As the distraction was formed, Jin mercilessly beat every one of them down. His blade struck with ease, yet none of them created any wounds.

After several seconds, he was still surrounded but a wide space was formed around him. Blocking an incoming club, he kicked the owners shin hard before turning around to block a blade and stab their foot. As likes, Jin easily beat them down with a block then a strike. Each of their attacks seemed to be predictable in his eyes.

Watching one bandit jump right towards him, his weapon smashed the adult's ribs a couple of times before the blonde stuck their neck and caused them to flip around. Running through a small walkway, Jin furiously swung his sword left and right, knocking down all opposition. With an upwards strike, his weapon hit the underarm of a bandit. Kicking their stomach, Jin grabbed their coat and threw them to the ground right after.

Now snatching the sheath of a new adult, the blonde spun around until the holder was dislodged from the clothing and he smashed it right against their head. Hitting the leg of a new bandit, he slammed the blade against their head which then recoiled from banging against a wooden post.

Turning around, he delivered a mighty swing, causing a man that was about to attack him from behind to stumble and topple over several other of his comrades. Jin walked calmly towards, seeing none of them as threats. Watching them get back up, Jin rushed forward and knocked one down swiftly. With another powerful slash, he defeated another foe.

There was then only the leader of the group. Watching them swing their club, Jin easily raised his blade to block it and kick their stomach. Watching them swing again, Jin parried and this time punched their face. Following up were several merciless blows, easily sending them through one of the wooden houses.

Turning around, Jin's face now held an unreadable expression as he walked through the slaughter that he had just created with his own hands. Carrying his blade with the ice resting against his arm, he strolled up towards Pyrra and Yomi who were shocked at the entire sight. "We should bury them." He stated, with the two girls nodding, dumbfound at the sight. Pyrrha knew that Jin was talented, but this was beyond what she had seen before.

"Wait!"

A raspy voice cut off Jin's approach to the rope that was holding the two dead parents in the air. Slowly turning around, Jin and the other two saw an old man with several other people shuffling up from behind them. "Do you have any idea what you have done? You've only beat up a small fraction of their group! Leave! You have already doomed us all! Go and keep them up there!"

Pyrrha had her jaw nearly dropping at this situation. "What are you saying?!" She cried out, throwing her arms up to express her shock even further. "You can't just leave them up there! They deserve a proper burial!"

"It was their fault in the first place!" The old man retorted back. "They should have kept their brats in control to begin with!"

Jin didn't even say a word as he turned around and cut one of the ropes. He ignored the cries of chock as he grabbed the material to slowly lower one of the bodies.

"Do you have any idea what you've done?!" One of the villagers question.

"Mom!" Yomi shouted as Pyrrha immediately helped the body down to the ground. When the corpse was brought to the dirt, Jin immediately cut and grabbed the rope of the father. A few seconds later, both bodies were on the ground.

Jin could only stare at Yomi constantly crying, repeating one word every second. He continued to stare… as if he remembered something exactly like this happening… as if he lived such moments before.

Break

"Was it really the best idea to leave them like that?"

Riding on an airship to Beacon Academy now, which he finally made up his mind of where to go, he turned his head to see Pyrrha sitting beside him.

It had been a few weeks since the incident in Mistral. Jin had Pyrrha get back to her home and report this to the police or any sort of official that could have the power to help protect the village. Jin meanwhile stayed to make sure that no other bandits would arrive and kill any of the other villagers.

Despite their actions, they received no thanks from any one of the people but Yomi.

"Who knows?" Jin answered, turning his face back to the front and closing his eyes.

"…Jin?" Pyrrha asked, getting a hum out of the blonde. "… Are you still scared?"

"About what?"

The red-head looked down to the floor. "It's just that… These past few weeks, the incident has constantly been on my mind. In front of my eyes, almost in my arms, death presented itself to me. I know that as a huntress I should be prepared for such moments… but I never thought I would have had to experience it so soon. I… admit, it scares me…" She turned her head back to Jin. "But for you… you were never afraid in the slightest. Why is that?"

Jin didn't say a word for several moments. His neutral gaze suddenly fell by just a fraction, but it was still a change Pyrrha noticed. Out of the blue though, he hugged her. "J-jin?" She asked, feeling her face heat up a bit at the embrace.

"It's okay to be scared." Jin stated, his face unseen. "It's like that for everyone. Nobody is prepared for such a moment. It eventually fades away. Even though it is painful, something that is almost unbearable, it will leave. If you ever feel scared… just know that I am still there for you." His whispers traveled to her ears.

Their hug was broken off a couple of seconds later, green eyes meeting each other for a small amount of time. "I was not scared… because it was not the first time for me… "

"Not the first?" Pyrrha asked, but decided to drop the subject as Jin turned around to avoid the question.

No flames please.