(This is the weirdest idea I have had fanfic wise) Professor Ozpin was currently sitting in his office, looking out the window after having talked to Ruby Rose after a little fight she had with Weiss Schnee. Well, more like Weiss was just complaining. As he took a sip of his coffee, he couldn't help but think back to one particular thing he had said to Ruby. Closing his eyes, he only heard his voice, saying, "Ruby. I've made more mistakes than any man, woman, and child on this planet." Well, world would be more appropriate, but this was the largest world he has visited in a long time. Putting his cup of coffee down, he held out his right arm in front of him.

As he held his hand out, in a flash of light a weapon appeared in his hand. It was a large key shape weapon. it had a textured, dark brown color, with brass edges. The teeth were made of two pick-like points, with two hammer-like protrusions on the opposite side. The guard was an off-blue color. The pommel is a dark blue cone. The Keychain token is a reddish rock fragment with brass armor-like plating.

After looking at his keyblade for a few minutes, he let it disappear, turning around to face his desk. Grabbing his scroll, he looked through some files before stopping at four pictures of the members of team RWBY. Looking them over, Ruby reminded him a bit of Ven, but more childish. Blake and Weiss put together were basically Aqua. And Yang was, well like him but more hot headed.

Turning the scroll off he decided to get up, walking out of his office to take a stroll around the school to clear his head. During his walk, he started to recall the last thing he could recall in his previous life. His armor was kneeling, holding onto his keyblade in the Keyblade Graveyard, waiting for Xehanort.

As he waited, some boy with brown hair had arrived there. He recalled in his rage, he had attacked the boy thinking he was Xehanort at first. After the fight he had with the boy, he couldn't remember what happened after that, his memories a complete blank. Once he was able to call his keyblade back again, he tried to summon his glider, but was unable to, and with no armor traveling wasn't possible.

As he continued walking, Ozpin decided to go back to his office to get something before heading to the training facilities. Before going back into his office, he made sure no one was looking as he entered. Grabbing his coffee cup, he really needed to stop drinking it so much, he got himself a new cup and walked down to do a little training.

Once he was there, he walked to the middle of the room, summoning his keyblade, and for some reason still holding his cup of coffee. He had brought out one of the Grimm they had managed to capture. Well Peter was the one who did that. He still did not understand how Port did that since Grimm never lasted long in captivity, or why he had one called Edger.

As a Beowolf came out, it noticed Ozpin standing in front of him, wielding a rather strange looking sword. Roaring at him, the beast charged, swinging it's claws at him. Simply stepping to the side, Ozpin was able to dodge the Grimm's attacks with ease. That was until he noticed his cup was destroyed. Taking a breath, he sighed before dashing right at the Beowolf, ramming himself into it's chest, sending it flying back. Tightening his grip on the handle of his blade he brought it up, swinging it down at the creature, splitting it's head in two effortlessly.

Letting the keyblade vanish, he sighed again, wishing there was someone or something that could challenge him with his keyblade on Remnant. Several times he thought about passing on what he did with that boy on an island so many years ago. As he walked out of the area, he had failed to notice a blur of red petals scatter he walked out.