Tony Stark sketched an idea as he and his classmates listened to Professor Port tell his anecdotal story about defeating a Beowolf. "Is there a problem, Weiss?" he asked.

"My problem is that both of you aren't listening attentively to the teacher!" the heiress hissed out.

"I'm recording it. I'll have my A.I. parse it for the two or three tidbits of useful information about the Grimm that we need for the test. And I can use the rest of the time to design better anti-Grimm weapons," Tony replied, not even looking up from his work.

"Yeah, even I know all this basic stuff. I just have to do something to keep awake until he says something new and different about them," Ruby explained, still doodling a crude cartoon of Port.

Weiss carefully kept her temper. And as she cooled down, she could see where they both came from. It galled her, it annoyed her and made her a bit angry, but they weren't actually 'goofing off' entirely.

After a pop quiz at the end of class, they headed over to Goodwitch's combat class. Everyone stopped by their rocket-lockers to pick up their weapons. Ruby blinked, seeing Tony pick up two rods and a chestplate.

"Uh, Tony? Did something happen to your armor?" the stricken girl asked.

"I can't really use to learn my aura that well inside it," he explained with a quick smile. "And I get attacked outside my armor all the time."

"I'm not the best without my Crescent Rose either," Ruby said in commiseration, patting him on the back.

Ren slipped his two pistol into his sleeves. "I would be happy to help you with that."

"Um, I've had some self defense training. Just not weapon training, you know," Tony explained. "Not that I wouldn't mind a sparring partner. My only practice recently has been assassins."

"I'm so taking you up on that. We should get Yang to spar, too," Ruby said.

"I heard that!" the blonde called out, causing a small laugh.

"To class!" Ruby called out, dashing ahead.

Ten minutes later, they finished watching Cardin crush Jaune in a spar, wincing at Jaune's flailing and misuse of his shield.

"And that is the match," Goodwitch called out over the buzzer, suppressing the desire to shake her head in disbelief. "Who wants to go next?"

Tony raised his hand. When Glynda pointed him and Yang out, they both stepped up.

"I'll go easy on you," Yang said, making sure her hair was over her shoulders.

"Oh. Really."

"Begin," Goodwitch called out.

Yang got her guard up just in time to block a punch to her face. "Ooh, got some spunk there, Tony." She danced left, then right, popping off three quick punches that he blocked. She hopped back, then charged forward to strike out with her full force. "You're fighting like you don't have an aura!" Her eyes popped open wide as he slid to the side during her next punch, grabbed her wrist and face planted her to the ground with a yank and pivot.

"Talk about [telegraphing] that," Tony said even as he kept circling.

"What did you say?" Yang asked as she rolled to her feet.

"Oh, yeah. No word for that in your language. Eh, easiest explanation is that you 'shouting what you were about to do'. Do you always leave yourself that wide open?" he replied.

"Most people would have punched me in the face," she replied, circling.

Ren, watching from the crowd, frowned as he studied the two students. Little precision, finesse and almost no tactics in their moves. Tony's moves were fast, but not well practiced and jerky. Yang left herself wide open far too much.

Tony mentally dialed up his Extremis speed to full amplification and watched the world slow down. And then he went on the offensive as he pulled out his electro-batons.

Yang's face turned comical as she yelled out in slow motion, "Oh... Crap!"

To the outside world, Tony blurred forward and started to smack the electrified batons all across Yang's arms, legs and stomach.

Dove shouted out, "Look at him go! Nice semblance, dude!"

The young man stopped his attack, letting Yang recover. Goodwitch hmm, studying her scroll which showed the young blonde woman almost out of aura. She opened her mouth, only to watch Yang explode. Well, erupt with a flaming aura as her eyes turned crimson.

"Now you've done it, you jerk!" the glowing woman said, charging forward. She swung down in a wild punch with her left arm, shattering the ground.

That Tony found himself unprepared for, as that left him hanging in the air. Yang blasted forward and with her right arm. Tony dropped his left baton to grab the wrist swung his other baton at her face to get her to back up.

Neither action worked out in the manner either of them planned, as Yang ignored the threat and her fully semblance empowered fist slammed into his chest like a freight train even as his stun baton smashed her nose flat. Tony flew off the stage and pancaked against a wall, leaving a large impact crater that he fell to the floor in front of. Yang's eyes crossed as her brain finally processed that she should now take a nap

"Hmm. Double knock out. I think the rest of Team RWBYS should take both of them to medical. As in now," Glynda said in a stern matter.

"Tony!"

"Yang!"

The last bell rang, releasing them all from the torture known as school. "Hey, Ruby? I'm going to go back to our room and take a shower." Hmm. And maybe wash her hair? Should have enough time before supper.

"Sure, sis." Ruby looked at her wounded sister.

Yang entered their room ten minutes later with her free hand on her hip and no intention of letting it rub her taped nose and her two black eyes. The sound of water running in the bathroom stopped her. "Crud, Tony must be in there after getting out of the infirmary." She rubbed her cheek for a second. Well, she could go check out the two old friends from signal that made it past initiation.

So with a shrug, she headed right back out.

In the bathroom, Tony finally stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around his waist. With a soft groan, he checked out the very large, developing bruise at the center of his cracked sternum. He wouldn't screw up like that while fighting Yang again. And he still had to apologize for smashing her nose. He took a half hearted effort to comb his hair and then turned to open the door.

"Come on! Don't hog all the hot water," Ruby called out from the other side.

"Sure-" Tony said, opening the door. Only to stop and blink, as Ruby and he stared at each other.

Tony only in his towel.

And Ruby staring at him with her shirt half off and wearing her black tights as pants, though still preserving her modesty. Mostly.

"EEEEHHHHH!?" the girl squawked out, making sure she was covered.

"Sorry!" Tony said, covering his eyes.

"You're not Yang!" Ruby exclaimed even as Weiss turned the corner from their bunkbeds.

"Why would I be Yang?" he replied.

"Because Yang said she was going to shower," the girl said. Blaming her sister came easy, as her doing this sort of trick would not surprise Ruby at all.

"Are you really all right, Tony?" Weiss asked as walked up and looked at the large bruise.

"Yeah, the doc told me that the bruise should go away in a few hours and the sternum should be okay by the morning. They gave me a local pain patch and told me to Scroll them if it starts to hurt really bad after it wears off." Tony coughed. "Ruby, are you covered yet?"

"Yup," the girl replied, blushing furiously as she pulled her top on and down with a few tugs. "I was just going to shower after Yang, but... well, you know. That happened."

"We'll just have to be respectful and try not to let it happen again," Tony said, sporting his own blush. With a grimace of pain, he considered matters. "Unfortunately, I'm going to have to just rest tonight. Hopefully Friday won't need any supervision."

"Friday?" Weiss asked, very carefully keeping her eyes looking at his face. Not the chest with developing muscles. A Schnee did not blush, she lied to herself.

"The version of my artificial intelligence I've got loaded in my armor. I have her working on building the mass accelerator while she designs a Scroll plugin so she can talk to the local networks natively." He sidled by Ruby carefully. "Could one of you guys get me something from the cafeteria?"

"Of course-"

"-we will! You're our partner, right partner?" Ruby asked Weiss.

"Exactly." Weiss gave a curt nod.

"Thanks."

Early the next morning, Tony wandered into the workshop with his partners in tow.

"Hey, Friday. How's it going?" he called out.

The Iron Man armor stepped away from where its welding workspace. "It is going okay. Primary systems are still operational and mass accelerator is progressing. Another ten days and we should be able to test it. I will then need the Dust cartridges and Lightning Dust for a recharge at that point."

"So what are we looking to do here today, Tony?" Weiss asked curiously, noting that some of the machines had new automated robotic arms working on things.

"Tactical headsets and for my partners first, improvements to the blades of your weapons. For all they use Dust, they are still essentially just sharp metal. And unless you have ten or fifteen years at a minimum, they won't cut much better than that. So I made replacements that generate hyperfast, vibrating force-fields," he explained.

On the workbench in front of him lay the main blades of Crescent Rose (all five of them) and a replacement for Myrtenmaster's blade. A few more components and a new hilt for the rapier lay on the ground. A replacement blade and handle for Blake's weapon finished out the last section of the table.

"How much more piercing or cutting power are we looking at?" Ruby asked in a low, awed voice.

"About four or five times as much. Don't use it against a person unless you really want them dead. It's designed to work against heavier Grimm armor. I don't know if you can use your Aura to improve it either," he explained. He sighed. "I'm going to have to entirely remake Yang's gauntlets. And I've got an idea of what to do with Blake's sword on top of her vibro-blade. I'll have to talk to her about options on the sash and her sheath."

"What about JNPR?" Ruby asked. "We can't leave Jaune and the gang behind."

"That is a good point," Weiss admitted, studying her younger partner generosity and consideration.

"I've got some plans for vibro-blades for the blade users, basic shield generators for Pyrrha and Jaune. The tricky one is going to be Nora. For her and Yang, I'm working on inertia-amplified impactors."

"Yang will love that!" Ruby exclaimed, as Weiss nodded in agreement.

"The problem is, I don't want it falling into unfriendly hands. Ie. the White Fang and criminals. So I'm making them black box technology that has to be installed here at Beacon and only for certified hunters. Well, excepting you guys, of course." Tony gave them a smile at that.

"That is awesome!" Ruby exclaimed. "Best presents ever!" She grabbed Tony in a tight hug, then let him go to look at her baby's new blades.

"Thank you, Tony," Weiss said in her own manner, even if she wanted to give Tony just as big a hug.

"You're welcome, guys. That's why we're partners." Tony turned back to the Blue-Tooth headset-like devices. If he had deciphered what Friday had figured out, these should interface with their scrolls and stay useful during combat.

Tony stretched as RWBYS walked to the cafeteria. He glanced over at Yang.

"I told you, you don't need to apologize," Yang said before he could say anything.

"Which is cool, but I was thinking-" Tony frowned as he went over. "I think your Semblance is a Pulse-Ebb attack type."

"What does that mean?" Ruby asked in intense curiosity.

"That's from Advanced Aura Theoreticals by Alan Estrades, right?" Weiss asked as she processed what he was suggesting.

"I sorta get the pulse part, but what do you mean with ebb?" Yang asked with narrowed eyes. "Because that sounds like there's something wrong with my Semblance."

"Not wrong, but it's something you need to be aware of. While you are punching someone (like myself) with your Semblance, you are barely tougher than a normal civilian. Which is why your nose broke so easily." Tony gave her a small shrug. "So you should really make sure that they aren't getting counter-attacked while you swing."

"What's the worst that could happen? I get another broken nose?"

"Or lose your head. Or get stabbed through the heart," Blake said with a flat tone of voice.

"Well, yeah. I guess so. But what are the chances of that?" Yang replied flippantly, brushing her long hanging hair back over her shoulder.

"It only has to happen once. And think how Ruby would feel," Tony said, giving her a stern glare. Ruby, for her part, just looked between everyone like she was watching three different tennis matches.

Yang stopped talking at that point, looking ashamed.

"Come on, Yang. You just have to learn to be careful while raging," Ruby said with a bright smile. A smile that fell as she realized what she said. "Oops."

The blonde frowned, thinking over things as they entered the cafeteria and got into line to get their food. "I guess I need to rethink things and change my strategy. I always kind of figured stronger is tougher."

"But with teamwork, we can cover for weaknesses in our powers. Or," Weiss said and then smirked at this point, "how to leverage the most of our strengths."

"All I have to do is figure out what my Semblance thingie is," Tony said as he watched the server plop mashed potatoes on his plate. "How do you do that?"

"Trial and error. Unless you are a sneaky-Schnee! Then you just ask anyone in your family and they tell you what to do," Yang said, sticking her tongue out at the heiress.

"There's still much trial and error to figuring out the Schnee Semblance," Weiss said with a pained expression on her face.

Blake followed them to 'their' table, looking forward to enjoying her baked fish and salad.

"Quit it," a girl called out from behind Blake and Yang.

Across the table from her sister, Ruby looked on in worry as a Faunus with bunny ears tried to fend off Team CRDL. Tony looked upset, while Weiss frowned.

Cardin pulled her ears hard enough to hurt, but not leave any marks. "I can't believe they let animals like you into Beacon. You don't deserve to be here."

"Please, just stop," the Faunus said as she tried to pull her head away without hurting her large bunny ears more.

Tony stood up and started walking to circle around the table.

"Hey, jerks," a woman's voice called out from the doorway. "What in the abyss do you think you are doing to my cute teammate?" Cocoa slipped her glasses down her nose. Those dimwits in her class happened to be sitting close enough for her to see the picture someone took of Cardin tormenting Velvet.

"We're just showing that we don't appreciate her kind here," Russel said, backing up his friend.

"Velvet, quit being so nice," Cocoa called out.

"Or, you know, CRDL could just stop being racist assholes," Tony said, clenching his fists. "It's people like you that make people believe you have to fight jerks like you with extreme violence."

"I'm all right," Velvet said, looking over at Tony in surprise while pulling her ear out of Cardin's hand.

"See? We're not injuring her," Cardin said with a smirk.

"You make that sound like that makes a difference," the team leader of CFVY said as she sauntered over to Cardin. She then rabbit punched him in the stomach and then slammed her very weighty purse onto his head when he clutched his stomach. "One warning. Do anything like this shit again and I will kick your asses so hard that your grandchildren will feel it. Got it?"

The other three members of Team CRDL looked ready to fight, then realized that Team RWBYS and JNPR stood up against them.

"Yeah, whatever," Russel said as he dragged Cardin back from the group. "We we're leaving anyways."

"Cocoa, you could get suspended again," Velvet said is soft reproach.

"Yeah, whatever. Totally worth it. Thanks, armor guy. Didn't know you were that fired up against racists like Team CRDL," Cocoa said.

"Yeah, well where I'm from it's getting pretty bad. I have a friend that had to fight being drafted into a terrorist organization." Tony looked quite upset. "Jean did not deserve that."

Blake narrowed her eyes. "I thought you said there were no Faunus where you are from?"

"There aren't. They are human, but with powers naturally from birth. Weirder than just a Semblance," Tony clarified. "Their radicals call themselves Homo Superior. Regular human radicals call them mutants or muties. And both are starting to think the Earth isn't big enough for two races."

"So what? You guys have all that cool tech, right? And they have weird semblances," Yang said as she sat back down.

"Weird like 'I can magnetically rip [tanks] apart with my mind and throw it at the intrepid hero'," Tony said with a grimace. "Magneto was total pain in the tush to deal with."

"Rip what apart?" Weiss asked.

Tony blinked. "Oh, right. A [tank] is a large, treaded war-machine with a a main cannon that can shoot a mile or two and blow up small buildings. Generally they weigh about one hundred and fifty tons of 'mean' and armor. Even I don't like to get shot by a [tank] in my armor."

Pyrrha gulped as she thought of the power required to even lift a hundred tons.

"Tony, if you don't have Faunus or Grimm on your world, who would you use a tank against?" Ruby asked.

He sighed at that. "Each other, of course."

Nora's mouthed 'ooohed' silently while Ren let himself give a small nod.

Jaune Arc stared bitterly into the sky with the shattered moon. He had finally revealed his treacherous past to the one person that he cared for. And driven her away with his harsh words. The sound of a window opening drew his attention.

"Are you two finished arguing?" Cardin asked, a sneer in his voice. "I have no idea what that girl sees in you." If only the window had been open, he could have heard what they were arguing about.

"Nothing. Nothing at all," Jaune replied. "Sorry for disturbing you." With that, the cheater headed back to their room with his head hung low.

The next two days passed by in a dull blur, as even looking at his teammates caused a dull ache in his heart. So by the third morning, he found himself surprised as she pulled him out of bed with a hand over his mouth.

"Quietly," Pyrrha said. "Get your gear and meet on the north-east quad." At his shaking of his head, she frowned. "You are my partner, Jaune. And partners help each other." She released her hand over his mouth and stood up. "I'll see you in ten minutes, okay?"

He nodded mutely, quickly throwing on his jeans and bunny hoodie. Then he pulled on his hand me down armor. He then headed to get his armor and sword on his way to the meeting point.

Outside, he found Pyrrha going through repetitions with her spear. She turned to him when he came within fifty feet. "Good, you made it. Are you ready to earn your place here at Beacon Academy?"

"Huh?" he asked eloquently.

"You want to become a Huntsman, right?" She continued after his nod. "Then do the work to be the best Huntsman you can possible be."

"I-"

"You were willing to risk your life. What's a little work?" she asked.

"That's a really good point." He straightened up and his expression turned serious.

"The first thing we need to start with is your habit of charging recklessly. As a rule, just don't until you know what you are are doing," she explained to him.

"But you do it all the time," he complained.

"I have a buckler that I throw and control with my semblance. And I know what I'm doing." Pyrrha sighed. "You don't build the roof of a house before you build the foundation."

"Wow, that sounds wise."

"It's common sense, really," the 'Invincible Girl' replied.

Jaune chuckled pulled out his sword.

"First, we fix your basic stance. Feet just wider than your shoulders. Bend your knees so you are crouched slightly."

He complied, feeling a little strain from the unaccustomed positioning. "And now I swing my sword?"

"No, now you do squats." Pyrrha looked at him, a worried expression on her face. "There's no easy way to say this, it is going to suck and you might hate me afterwards."

Jaune gave her a serious look. "I could never hate you."

An hour later, it took a great deal of will to force himself to believe that.

Tony put on his chestplate, gauntlet-gloves and then his electro-batons, closing the door on his own Beacon rocket locker. The concept of 'holdout weapon' seemed to be lacking as a concept here in Remnant.

"Aren't you going to bring your armor along?" Weiss asked her male partner as she gathered her Myrtenmaster and put it at her side on her belt.

"Yeah, but I need to learn to really use my Aura. Wearing my armor won't help with that," he replied.

Half an hour later, Glynda Goodwitch led her class of six teams along a well travelled path through the beginning edge of Forever Falls.

"Wow, it's so cool," Ruby exclaimed even as she kept an eye out for Grimm.

"Why is it such a uniform red?" he asked his team.

"Dunno. It's always been this way." Yang ducked below a branch.

"Hmm." Tony grabbed a couple of leaves and slipped them between his armor and padding. "I don't really do biology, but I memorized several high school and college books on it. Just in case I need to know about it."

"No wonder class seems so boring. Even history," Weiss said as Blake nodded her head behind the heiress.

"I've been trying to model Remnant's history. You know, trying to predict the big attacks. Lots of unknowns, but the Four Kingdoms, they are nearing apex kingdoms from the past," Tony said, a little grim about what the data showed.

"So we only have a few more years before they all collapse? I've heard a few historians talk about it, like there is a curse on civilization," Weiss said.

"Or there is something else going on," Blake said, showing a bit of her cynical and fatalistic side.

Tony grimaced at that. "Something adaptive. I think the only reason it didn't happen after the 'great war' is because everyone stopped fighting with almost all their military forces intact. The same goes for the Faunus Liberation war."

"So you're saying the Four Kingdoms aren't gone is because of luck or something?" Yang asked, her gauntlets already extended and ready.

"I don't know. Some of the things that the ancient kingdoms could supposedly do sound pretty crazy. I mean, raising the dead? Super hunters with the power of their forefathers? Floating castles?" Tony just shook his head.

Ruby snickered. "Does the arena for the Vital Festival count as a floating castle? It's big enough!"

Everyone blinked and looked at Ruby, thinking over what she said.

"So if we can make floating castles, does that mean the other things might be possible?" Blake finally asked, a note of doubt in her voice.

Tony scratched his chin. He would need to shave in a few days. "I've seen some pretty crazy things. So maybe? You'd have to be able to manipulate Auras and Semblances artificially." They could measure it on their Scrolls. That's the first step to manipulating it.

Glynda came to a stop ahead of them. "All right, everyone. Gather your samples of syrup while keeping your eyes open."

Blake narrowed her eyes as her bow twitched, her sensitive hearing picking up Cardin and his team laughing about something.

And the name 'Stark'.

"Tony, I think CRDL is getting ready to pull something. And I heard your name," Blake said.

That snapped his attention onto her. Out of the peripheral of his vision, he kept track of Cardin and group casually sneaking off in the direction of a small hill that overlooked the area. "One of them carried a jar with wasps of some sort in it," Tony said, thinking back to visualize the team on the walk here.

"How did you see that?" Weiss asked in suspicion.

"And how big of wasps are we talking about here?" Yang asked, thinking over gathering red sap here.

"I have a very good memory and they were about eight inches long," he replied.

"Rapier wasps?" Weiss asked, her eyes wide in shock. "Those can be dangerous."

Tony frowned at that. "Looks like we are going to have to depend on you and Blake then, Weiss. All of our weapons aren't suited to attack fast, small flyers. I, of course, get to be bait."

Ruby looked back and forth. "Yang and I will get ready to deal with Cardin and his group. Come one, sis."

Yang raised an eyebrow as she followed her sister over to the far side of another tree about twenty feet away. "So we beat them up?"

"Only after we use our scrolls," Ruby said with a quick smile.

Yang smiled back at her mischievous sister.

Five minutes later, Cardin look over the ridge down to where Team RWBYS gathered the ruby red sap from the trees. Never a better time, in his mind.

He threw the first jar right at Tony's back.

"Tony!" Weiss shouted as she dropped her jar to draw out her rapier.

Tony turned just in time to get the jar to his face. "Ow. Dammit," he cried out. He meant to dodge that

Less than a second later, Dove threw the jar with rapier wasps while Sky shot it just before it hit the ground.

"Awesome," Lark said to his team mates.

Ruby finished recording the incriminating video. "Tony!" she cried out as she followed her sister, trying to figure out what she could do to help him.

Tony tried to swat the nearest rapier wasp, only to find out his fears justified. His stun batons did not work very well to swat the angry insects.

"Hya!" Blake shouted out, cutting one of the insects in half.

Yang arrived, snapping two punches out and shooting her shotgun gauntlets. Only to see that it injured the wasps and made them more angry. "Well, that worked about as expected," Yang quipped.

Weiss frowned as she thought over things while she stabbed a wasp. "Tony, focus on your aura. Everyone else, CLEAR!"

"Clear?" Tony cried out, only to see the heiress shoot a fireball at him. "Oh, shit."

It exploded on impact, sending Tony and the rapier wasps flying to tumble on the ground.

"Finish them off!" Ruby shouted, dashing forward to crush one of the stunned insects on the ground with her sniper rifle.

"I'm fine, thanks," Tony said from the ground as he gave a thumb's up.

"Busy killing bugs, lover boy." Yang smirked as she smashed two of the rapier wasps, one for each fist.

The snap of of a leather crop on a flesh pulled their attention from the last bugs. "What are you children doing?" Glynda Goodwitch asked.

"Dealing with the aftermath of a prank, Miss Goodwitch," Ruby said as politely as she could. "CDRL pulled a mean prank on Tony here because he got them in trouble with CFVY's team captain."

"Oh? And do you have anything other than your word against theirs?" the teacher asked.

"We suspected they were about to do something, so I tried to take a video with my scroll," the team leader explained as she pulled out her scroll.

"I hate being bait," Tony said as he scrambled to his feet.

"Very well. Hand over your scroll. Be on your guard, the disturbance and darker emotions will draw the Grimm in the area."

Tony frowned, shook his head. "Enough gloomy, angry thoughts. You guys going to be there tomorrow when I launch the first Stark communication and weather satellite?"

"Please don't tell me you put some crazy weather control thing in it." Weiss looked perturbed by the idea.

"Weather forecasting, Miss Schnee. Not control. Yeesh."

The Major Ursa fell to the different teams so quickly, it really did not need noting.

The next morning dawned clear and beautiful. Team RWBYS and half the faculty gathered out on the number four landing pad that overlooked Vale. A stubby cylinder with a sharp looking cone on top sat in the middle.

Professor Oobleck had a bulky, old style video camera. "Almost ready. This is HISTORY in the making here! Why, I am so excited to be here and documenting such a momentous occasion!"

"We know, Professor Oobleck," Ruby and Yang said in sync. Weiss glared at the two girls.

Tony just had a small grin. Five basic repulsor thrusters with one of his high density super-batteries made up the base of the rocket. Then fifteen feet of payload with a cone for basic aerodynamics. "It's not going anywhere until you are ready."

Ruby stared at the headmaster's cup, trying to figure out how it stayed warm in the morning chill.

"It's rude to stare, Ruby," Weiss hissed to her.

"Why is his coffee still warm? He must be doing something," the silver-eyed girl said, squinting hard to try and see the trick.

"Oh no." Yang put her hand to her forehead. "She's going to try and figure this out with hot cocoa."

"I wouldn't... cause a mess again!" Ruby said to her sister, catching herself before she could lie.

"It's a trick I picked up a long time ago. I don't think your semblance would allow for it, even if you figured out how to stretch it to do new things," Ozpin said with a soft smile.

"Got it," Oobleck called out.

The headmaster held his coffee cup so it lay slightly out of sight of the camera. "Very well. Action." Ozpin turned to look at the camera directly. "Today, thanks to the assistant of Anthony Stark, Vale and Remnant will launch its first satellite into orbit over our lands. Not only will it expand the CCT, but it will be able to look down upon the world so that we can better forecast the weather and aid in inter kingdom travel. Eventually a ring of these satellites will circle Remnant, helping the whole world. Mr. Stark, if you would do the honors?"

"Thank you, Headmaster. The self-diagnostics all show green and we will do an abbreviated count-down. Five, four, three, two, one and activation," Tony called out, letting the simple autopilot launch.

The stubby rocket shot higher and higher into the sky until it disappeared in less than a minute.

"Not much to see for about a day. But if everything goes as planned, we should have a backup link between Vale and Atlas," Tony explained.

"There you go, people of Vale. A stunning day of success for Vale and Remnant!" Oobleck exclaimed from behind the camera.

Gold eyes flared with intense fire in the darkness.

"They did what?" Cinder demanded of her informant.

"It's some sort of satellite that can work as a backup to the Cross Continent Tower system," the slightly chubby woman said.

"Return to work and see if you can find anything about this satellite. And the name of the scientist that made it," Cinder ordered as she turned around.

"Um, I actually have that information already. It's preposterous, but Ozpin claims it is a student. A student with engineering skills that are unbelievable, named Anthony Stark." The informant fought the instinct to dab the sweat off her forehead.

"Hmm. That is useful to know." Cinder walked deeper into the shadows, hips swaying even without an audience. The first thought of a scapegoat came to mind, only to be discarded. Ozpin would not endanger a student like that.

This bore deeper investigation.