Okay so sorry this wasn't up sooner, I was enjoying my break from college and was just lazy for some time but now since schools about to start back up I won't be as lazy now so here is the first chapter officially hope it comes out as well as it's prologue did so ya here

"Lost in the shadows, waiting for the light"

There's something about training that sets even the most tattered to rest. Or it would if Axton wanted to train like a normal person would, with everything on his mind at the moment nothing seemed clear even something like rest was a burden right now. But better to tear up the training room now then have people around to get in his way as he went through each sand bag with every slash from his sword.

Seconds felt like hours to him and by the time Axton's scroll went off he had already torn through 10 sand bags and 32 targets, bleeding and tired he fell to the floor huffing and puffing as the sweat slide down his body and on to the floor forming a small puddle against his bare back.

She should be getting out soon, Axton thought to himself as he gently loosened his grip on the hilt of his sword.

Unlike most of the young huntsman and huntresses even his other teammate, he didn't have the creativity to build and unique weapon his sword was just that and nothing else with an opening at the bottom for dust crystals. Even with the help from his friend that's all he wanted as a weapon something that would get the job done the rest was up to his aura.

"Classes used to run longer then now, but for some strange reason you're here instead, Care to explain?"

Looking up Axton saw the headmaster of Beacon standing not 10 feet away with his cane in one hand and his mug in the other.

"Eh, studying was never one of my strong suits so I'm here, might I ask what the headmaster is doing here instead of tending to his duties?"

Showing a small smile Ozpin took a quick sip from his drink before answering

"As headmaster I am free to wander and observe the students even those who choice to show little interest in the school part of becoming a huntsman, training will only get you so far don't you agree? Or do you wish to remain in the past?"

Now it was Axton's turn to smile at Ozpins remarks, "Ha maybe your right but what is there to learn when you grew up learning life lessons on a daily basis."

It came out in more of a statement then in a question but the wound was still fresh, with little effort Axton rose to his feet while rising his hands up to inspect of much damage had been done.

"My hope is to build bonds that will be carried much further down the road."

Wrapping his hands in bondages Axton looked over that Ozpin and sighed "Mind throwing that shirt by your feet to me?"

Glancing down Ozpin scooped it up and tossed it over with little effort that made Axton lean down a bit to catch, throwing both arms through the black shirt sleeves while sliding his head on through then pulling it down to cover the rest of his body.

"Where does one get those types of scars?"

"Someplace that needs a few huntsmen like yourself"

Nodding Ozpin turned to leave but before he disappeared through the door he turned his head and studied Axton "If the need arises come talk to me." And with that he left him alone with his thoughts.

Sighing Axton thought to himself If change was so easy like the seasons then how can I get stronger?

Shaking his head, he yawned, he had been here training since 6 in the morning with no food and he felt it as his body starting to come back to life along with his senses, glancing down at his scroll he noticed the time was about lunch time and didn't want to keep his last teammate waiting for him to eat.

"Hey do you want to come eat with me and my friends this time?"

Shaking his head, Axton scooped some mashed potatoes into his mouth while shifting around the news on his scroll with his other hand.

"Awe why not? It's better than eating alone, it would be a nice change in pace for you to make some friends and you know not be anti-social so much."

"Krista if I wanted that I don't think I'd be here; besides I have friends-

Jesse doesn't count."

Sighing Axton looked up at Krista with an annoyed look which only made her chuckle a bit.

"Your brother is my friend; not like you would know much since you don't keep in touch all that much."

Sighing Krista turned to leave, "Seeing in how he is my brother I will choose when and how I talk to him."

As she walked away Axton felt that slight pinch of loneness but before he could try to say anything else his scroll went off alerting him that someone was trying to reach him, and as in speak of the devil it was his only friend as Krista pointed out, meaning his lunch was over and it was back to the grind of training for the next mission.

Okay so yes this chapter is really short compared to.. anyway I thought it would be longer, so the next one will be longer because of its detail maybe later today that will be ready to be uploaded because the shortness is bs so sorry I'll to work on it now. Thanks comment or review