The moon shined down over the walls and buildings of Haven. Everyone is tucked in to sleep in their homes and the new students wishing to become hunters and huntresses slept in a spare room in makeshift sleeping bags. A woman wasn't asleep and used a candle overhead to read her book. A book of a man with conflicting souls and ideologies. Every day it is a struggle to see who comes out on top. This message hits close to home to the faunus in secret. Once it reached curfew, she tucked in for the night but her mind continued to run ideas.

Blake thanked the White Fang for many things. Gifting her the potential to fabricate her past. Skills on fighting grimm and enemies in her path. To be internally motivated to reach her personal goals. Yes, those are all positive traits, in her eyes. The negatives are what caused her to leave. Violence against humans, treating others like pawns for control. This isn't right. None of it is. She was so driven by the need for equality, she couldn't see how wrong she is. The fight isn't for equality, it is for racial superiority. After the skirmish on the train with Adam, she witnessed the true intentions. Still, her path might have been far different if a certain man hadn't saved her and provided wisdom. The encounter felt like fate. She just didn't know how right she was.

Strangely, during the opener for newcomers, Ozpin hadn't been around. Glynda cited from him that he had important matters to attend to that couldn't have been ignored for the opening speech. And judging by Glynda's reaction and attitude, the matter seemed controversial at least.


Two men were sitting inside a home, reclusive to the nearby town and requires a little walk out the way to reach. It's surprising for the old man to find the place but considering his title as headmaster, he must keep an eye on anything that can be a threat to a student. No matter what past one holds. Opposite to him sat a man with orange-red hair. A cross shaped scar mars his left cheek while dressed in a purple kimono and white hakama pants. The two didn't meet by pure chance. More of intrusion. Kenshin had been eating ramen for the day before calling out to whoever stalked outside his home. Acute senses makes him on high alert at all times. Said intruder was Ozpin, who was quick to apologize. Himura only smiled as one of the most powerful hunters stands outside his door. Yet, the two were on equal footing and none held a negative stigma for the other. In fact, they hold one another in high esteem. Rather than have small talk, the swordsman like to get to the bottom of things.

"Pardon the bluntness, but why are you here? The headmaster of Beacon visiting a recluse surely isn't for small talk." The grey haired man didn't falter and articulated his thoughts to him.

"You are right. I came here with an agenda. I believe you are an individual who's heart and mind is invaluable." The swordsman interrupted

"Me? Oh no, surely I can't be as you describe." He waves his hands, limiting the praise.

"But the same man who once killed Faunus from orders alone to leading and stopping a war, advocating peace and manning the white fang is not one who tries to save face. It is as you say, a change of heart."

The redhead's eyes stares at him. He doesn't waver from his past and only nods. "You are quite correct. Such a radical change is unlike most, that it is certain. But, senseless violence leads to more senseless violence. I learned that the hard way."

"Which is why I find you a perfect candidate to discuss such harsh matters to a young, impressionable class at Beacon." Shock forms on the swordsman face before smiling once again. He had guided someone off to Beacon not long ago. He shouldn't meddle in such affairs.

"No, that wouldn't be a good idea. I'm certain there would be an outcry for a certain headmaster hiring a former killer and a past affiliated member of the nefarious white fang. Even if said faction in my control was for peace before they turned out how they are now."

"To be frank Himura, I wouldn't be here if not for accounting the drawbacks. You see, we are at a time of peace but both you and I know tensions are high between humans and faunus. Some individuals teachings and thoughts are ill taught. These mindsets are not suited for mending young hunters and huntresses in training to go out into the fields. It may lead them to abuse their powers. Further more, this peace we are in will not last."

"And why would that be so?"

"..." At this point, the headmaster sips from mug of coffee, dodging the question. Instead, he deflects it and tries to push forward his bid.

"Your values and past experiences alone is enough to garner my interest. The white fang had grown violent since you've stepped down and never once rioted in your control. And the way you spoke and carried yourself is a man filled with action and honesty, not of a diplomat who plays his hands into the side that benefits him most. You do not wield your sword from the past. You wield a reverse blade sword that can only injure, not kill a human or faunus. A weapon for restraint and justice. It sums up the man who wields it to its fullest use." Another sip from his coffee is made. He keeps his eye on Himura for his reaction.

"The war took away someone who saw me as who I am, not what I was classified as. Since then, I've grown benevolent and welcome all forms of life. But for someone to come and pardon my past? You may be fast to do so and I appreciate it, that I do. But others aren't as open minded as you are."

"Whatever criticism that shall fall on me is for me to bear alone. That is unless someone from under my control gives me a reason to believe he's a threat." His stare grows stern as he asks this question now. "Are you a threat?" A moment of silence pass between them. Himura would say yes to avoid the situation and step down from the offer. However, his honesty and heart worked against his favor and thus he smiles, closing his eyes.

"I am not a threat. Plus, I can't dissuade you either. I see a burning resolve in you." He takes a breath before continuing. I will never strike down an innocent life. A personal vow I won't ever betray. For me...and for her." A moment of silence passes. There wasn't a list of casualties during the war but Ozpin understood the emotions brought from lost all too well. "I wouldn't mind spending my life here by myself but if you believe there's a chance the peace we have will deteriorate where innocent lives are in danger..." His demeanor flipped over, a stern expression resting on him now. "I can't idly sit by. Doubly so if caused by the white fang." The swordsman's eyes matched the headmaster, understanding the circumstances. The grey haired man only stares, feeling the experience from such a cold stare.

"I don't have to remind you the successful hunters and huntresses who I've hired for teaching. If for some reason you slip back to your past ways, even a little, don't expect remorse from one of us." Rather than become frightened, the warrior only nods, and his smile grows. He is deep in thought, having left his life up to chance and accepting whatever challenge life throws at him. If someone who's vengeful from his past transgressions wishes for revenge, they may strike him down where he stands and he will not retaliate. He accepts death.

The senior man stands up, gripping his cane ready to leave but extends his hand, asking for a handshake to provide respect. Himura stands as well to provide the courtesy.

"One last thing before I leave, what is your semblance? That's the only thing barring you from assisting us." The insightful fighter knows exactly why the headmaster asked this.

"To protect yourself and the faculty to know how to counter it correct?" Ozpin remains stoic as he awaits the answer. "But Ozpin" speaks the soft spoken man. "You've already witnessed it before you came in here." Ozpin eyes narrow at this.

"Explain."


Things were going well for the faunus in disguise. She passed her exam, paired up with a competent partner. A bit too loud for her taste but she can't beg for a different partner. Besides, her last partner turned out to be a monster. she's grateful Blondie isn't in the same league as him. History and Grimm Studies were swift. This class was new from the rumors. Moral Issues happened to be the topic. A bigger question mark on this topic is who's the teacher? All of the teaching positions are filled.

The young huntress stepped into the classroom, settling in the middle of the room to focus on the studies. The class started to fill up over time. Soon enough, her team surrounded her, Ruby in a row in the front and Yang seated in the back with legs up on the desk. Studying isn't in her to do list. Weiss had the exact opposite, pen in hand, notebook on desk and awaiting for this teacher to step in.

Eventually, the man did show up. Throwing away his typical, wanderer attire, he adopted the school's dress code. Black blazer with a white undershirt tucked inward. Navy blue dress pants finished with brown chukka boots. Everyone began to speak, no one recognizing him and looked too young to be teaching. His stature and age resembles a student more than anything.

"Hey, he's not bad looking" grinned Yang, finding at least an interest at his appearance.

"He's not a student right" whispered her younger sister, finding this absurd.

"Do they qualify anyone to do the job? This is ridiculous isn't it Blake?" Yet, the woman couldn't respond, her heart beat racing at understanding who this man is and how he followed her. Doesn't matter by chance or purpose, she feels exposed. Shifty eyes scatter to not meet his gaze or anyone for that matter.

"Blake?"

"I'm fine, just not feeling good. I'll be alright." Her fists clench underneath the seat, sensing frustration from within. After a few minutes passing, the red hair man began to speak.

"Welcome to Moral Issues. This class will discuss contemporary topics related to your growth and understanding issues that you, young hunters and huntresses must overcome. The duty for hunters and huntresses is to slay Grimm and keep the peace of the world. In my years of living, I find the second objective the most difficult to accomplish. And it isn't solely for the Grimm. Keeping peace is calming conflict and resolving issues internally with the community." He took a break and chuckled. "First day on the job and forgot an important part. My name is Kenshin Himura." He turns around to write on the chalkboard on the proper spelling. That name sets out alarms, none more than Weiss.

"Wait a minute!" The student yelled out in frustration and a hint of anger. "Himura, the same Himura who once controlled the White Fang." This sets off a chain of rumours. Some would be embarrassed but the man stood his ground.

"Yes, the very same one."

"Ozpin would hire someone like you to teach about this? This can't be acceptable in any form! Has he gone senile?!"

"I assure you I was surprised by the suggestion too, but he finds my past experience worthwhile for everyone in this room to learn from and shape up to be the perfect examples of hunters and huntresses."

"And what kind of topics? How to incite a war? How to kill?!" There's a huge indication of fury from why he's assigned to this role.

"Topics such as how Faunus are used and worked miserably under the Schnee's control thanks to their influence." He spoke quickly and with no stutter and that quieted the woman down in shock before bubbling underneath. "That topic will come up later but I assure you that these topics revolve around us and some might be tough to swallow for some. Obviously, my presence alone upsets some of you and you are free to chat with Ozpin, Glynda or any faculty member on my occupation." He ensured to control his class and showing that he's quite fit for the job.

"But this is only my first day, showcasing the course. There will be no tests in this class. Only papers using my lectures as references along with books cited from memory. Of course, I will list the book prior to class so one may find in the library and help in writing out the assignments. I also expect class participation from everyone. This is about expressing opinions and what's right and wrong. And to show if we are moving in the right direction, or the wrong one." He checked his watch and smiled. "There's fifteen minutes left for class so why not wrap it up by introducing ourselves. Just rise up, say your full name along with a reason for joining Beacon or becoming a hunters or huntress."

There were a mixture of responses of encouragement from wanting to be strong from a man named Jaune to fulfilling one's expectations from Pyrrah and Velvet. The only time Himura showed a small negative reaction is from certain individuals. Like Cardin. Yang wished to follow in her father's footsteps and succeed. Weiss used a generic response and it shows she has a hidden agenda. It was Blake's turn, who looked small as she wanted to avoid the spotlight. She stood up slowly. "Name's Blake Belladonna. I signed up here...to become strong." Himura mentally frowned for he knew the real reason.

"That's all?"

"..."

"Okay, you may sit down." Ruby's turn eventually came and she had much to same.

"I'm Ruby Rose. I want to become a huntress to help people and save those that I can." Himura showed the biggest smile from everyone. Not from the words but the intentions. He sees pure innocence and every intention to succeed at her mission. He doesn't listen to the words, only the meaning behind it.

"Then this class should help you resolve problems and maintain the peace." Time eventually ran out and he waved goodbye for all, collecting his things. The students filed out, some in disbelief at his position like Weiss and Blake while others think it might be fun, like Yang and Ruby, who seemed to enjoy his presence despite his past. Speaking of Blake, when everyone left, she confronted him when alone.

"Why are you here?"

"Blame Ozpin. I didn't ask to be a teacher, he approached me."

"..." She learned how to move fast and avoid potential threats. Yet, here lies a man who can blow her entire cover and destroy her story.

"If you are worried about your alleged story or identity, don't worry. I won't say a word. You can lie all you want but I know why you want to be a huntress."

"And what is my reason?"

"To achieve equality between humans and faunus. But you don't want the class to have suspicion." The two had discussed this but the accuracy of his remark still left her shaken up. "I wish you the best of luck on any mission you are assigned and do the best in your classes. You won't have to worry about me, that is certain." He beamed a smile that calmed her before he walked over to his assigned office.

Still, a nagging feeling gnaws at her. Everything is normal now, but what about down the road? Trying to keep her composure, she exits only to find Yang waiting.

"Having a after class talk with Himura? Maybe trying to get his number?" Yang flirted, joking openly to Blake. A deadpan look is brought over to her friend.

"Is that supposed to be funny?"

"Come on, lighten up. Have some fun and joke around." Blake was not having any of this accusations against her.

"Gonna go get some food at the cafeteria, want to come and join us?" Her first instinct was to say no, but she ignored it for once.

"Yeah, why not." Even Yang was surprised. She thought it'd be a no for the umpteenth time since they partnered up.

"Sweet, we can get food, chat with Ruby and joke on how Weiss got a wicked burn from this new teacher while she sits right in front of us." A little smile forms on Blake's face. Doesn't seem bad at all.

"And how you have a crush." The smile evaporated in a hurry. Yang put her hands up. "I'm kidding."