-RWBY-

Bond of Black

(Inspired full story from "From the Light Comes the Dark" OS)

Story by WriterofArt. Disclaimer, RWBY is owned by Rooster Teeth Productions.

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Chapter 1: Ally?

"Get out of here, Outsider!"

A boy is pushed into the trash of a shady alleyway by a group of older boys. One of the boys picks up the bullied victim by his shirt collar.

The scuffed up boy flinched as he tried escape from his enemy, "Hm? Got something to say?"

The kid glared at the bully and spit in his face. "Ah! Break this kid!"

The group of boys gang up on the helpless child. As they were bruising the boy's body, the boy saw through his fuzzy, beaten mind a silhouette of a small girl appearing and disappearing as she fought with the gang.

"WHAT IS THAT?!"

"HOW IS SHE- WHAT IS SHE?!"

As the gang dispersed, the beaten boy saw the silhouette girl come near him and held out her hand.

"Are you okay?..."

"…Cat… Ears?...", the boy blacks out.

-X-

A young man wakes up in his lap from his dream, "Oh yeah… I remember that time…"

He looks out his airship's window, seeing Beacon Academy in view, "Do you remember that time… Blake?"

-X-

"This isn't like you…", Glynda Goodwitch stares at a document on Ozpin's desk, "What are you scheming this time?"

"You know that we need a more substantial way of dealing with our problems. James' actions are only going to slow things down.", Ozpin takes a sip from his mug, "We need to know what we're dealing with, and take out the enemy that's been infesting around us."

"And you just accept new students in the middle of a new semester? Especially during the Vytal Festival?", Glynda grimaces.

"Don't worry, I made a private interview with them. Had a bit of a practice spar with them, and they're definitely more than I predicted them to be.", Ozpin takes another sip, "They are worthy to be in Beacon."

Glynda exclaims, "I'm surprised you would fight again… If you think these children are good enough to help in our cause, then I'll follow. But, don't expect if things go easy."

"Of course, I didn't expect you to accept a dance as a chaperone that one night.", Ozpin smirks as he sees Glynda walk away with disdain.

-X-

Glynda approaches the landing airship, she sees 4 young men walk towards her from the docking bay.

"You are team SPRT ("spirit") I presume?", Glynda checks her clipboard.

"As Ozpin states us as…", one of the youths steps out, "Ms. Glynda Goodwitch?"

"Yes. I shall have your team's luggage brought to your temporary living spaces until we can find a permanent living quarters. You may attend watching the Vytal Festival battles in the Amity Colosseum above us if you have free time.", Glynda notices the youth staring at the floating colosseum oddly.

"Will the whole school be there?", the youth asks still staring at the floating object.

"Um, yes. Most of the student body are there… Why ask?", Glynda turns her attention from her clipboard work to the youth.

"I'd like to see what Beacon's all about. If I may, may I leave now to watch these battles?".

Glynda just blinks, "I suppose so. But, be sure your sleeping quarters are ready for the night."

"Of course. Let's go guys.", the youth and his team start walking off.

"Excuse me.", Glynda calls, having the team turn around, "It was a bit rude, but I didn't catch your names."

"My apologies...", the youth bows, "I'm Paulus Tenshire, leader of this team. And this Shaun Yuna, Theodore Wilis, and Ron Comadreja. We are Team SPRT."

Glynda looks at her clipboard, "Hm. Yes, all account for. Well, enjoy your time at the Vytal Festival."

Paulus bows himself farewell, and Team SPRT heads to an airship for the Amity Colosseum. As Glynda watches the team walk off, she couldn't help the feeling of a dark omen approaching.