Julius had made his way into the tower and now he was in a waiting room.
He was pacing back and forth, impatiently, waiting was never his strong suit.
"How much longer do I have to wait?"
He glared at the clock on the wall, he had been here for 20 minutes.
A blonde female came out of the double doors leading to the headmasters office.
"Headmaster Ozpin will see you now."
Julius nodded and followed the woman into he office.
"Sit down" a strong, stern voice belonging to an older man.
Julius sat down.
"So, headmaster, any questions?"
Ozpin looked amused for a split-second.
"Well, I would like to know who exactly you are."
Julius smiled slightly.
"Well, Headmaster Ozpin, My name is Julius. I was born in the Wyrddlas family, a warrior family from Atlas.
To be more precise I was born in my family house, just outside the kingdom of Atlas. Born in my family I had three options for the future: I became either a soldier, a hunter or an outcast."
"And you became?"
"The most honorable of the three: a hunter. My grandfather trained me himself, everyday we went further into the wild, battling the Grimm for practice."
"Your grandfather?"
"He was the last hunter before me, the others were soldiers. He was a great man..."
Ozpin nodded silently.
"Is that how you got that scar?"
Julius remained silent, following the trail of the scar;
Starting above the left eyebrow, straight down over the eye, a 90 degree bend to the left and it went straight down again after that.
Julius remained silent.
"So, why are you here?"
"I'd like to study here, headmaster Ozpin." His voice was one of determination.
"Why here, why not in Atlas? They've got a school for hunters aswell."
"Because I crashed here, not in Atlas, Sir."
"How exactly did you crash here, Julius?"
Julius smiled, "Well, Sir, I don't know. I do not even remember the fall, just the crash and after. I know this may sound unbelievable but I am speaking the truth."
Ozpin stood up and looked out of the window behind him.
"Very well then." He turned around. "You are accepted, welcome to Beacon young man!"
The blonde lady stepped forward "Ozpin, this is highly unorthodox, we are in the middle of the school year! We could accept him next year but-"
"Calm down Glynda, I understand that.
But what is life without deviating from the rules every now and then? Now then Julius, as I said: Welcome to Beacon!"
Julius had a smile across his face.
"Thank you Sir, you won't regret it!"
"You will be appointed a team for the remainder of the year."
As he walked out of the tower Julius took a deep breath, filling his lungs with Vales clean air.
He looked at a piece of paper, it was the address of the shop where he could get his supplies. "I wonder if they are still open at this time..."