Initiate Plan FUBAR Remnant

by NakaruSoul

Getting sent into the world of RWBY is one thing. Getting sent there where the foreknowledge that you've acquired is rendered mostly useless is another. I can't meet with the main casts...yet, and very action that I took here, no matter how small, will have dire consequences for them in the future. What am I going to do you ask? FUBAR Remnant and see what happens.

3. Ballroom

Disclaimer: You know the drill.

Chapter 3: Talking, some action and more talking

A broken moon was slowly raising up, taking the place of the sun while the remaining students that had passed the first stage of the initiation were gathered around at the bottom of the stage. The atmosphere was lively as they chatted away excitedly, completely ignoring or just oblivious to the fact that they had ruin other people's chance of attending the Academy just so they could themselves. Laughter was heard all around as the students mingle with each other. The females were gossiping with each other about the latest trend or juicy rumours. The males were chatting rather animatedly with each other, showing off weapons, boasting about how many they had defeated or who's the hottest chick in the amphitheater.

Beacon's staffs were still busy piling and dragging away the unconscious students into the infirmary to be healed before being sent back to their homes. They would have no choice but to search for another school to attend or just look for mundane jobs to earn money. If they fail to enroll into any school but still wanted to hunt Grimms for a living they could sign up for a mercenary contract or take jobs from the Guilds and see where they could go from there. Sure they could earn Lien just like any other Huntsmen but they won't be as famous as Huntsmen or Huntresses since they are like a form of celebrities in Remnant.

In the mist of all the people there was a white cloaked female running around the Amphitheater, her bright silver eyes were laced with worry as they scan the entire place for someone. Her black hair with red highlights were swaying against the momentum she generated during her aimless search. Underneath the cloak she wore a long sleeve black blouse with white trimming. She wore a black combat skirt that reached just above her knee and black combat boots with white trimmings and laces. Her weapons were kept hidden underneath her cloak for surprise attacks.

She went to search in the dark corners of the Amphitheater in hopes of catching sight of her friend(?) since he dislike crowded places yet he wasn't there at all. So she started heading towards the clusters of students, thinking that maybe he was among them, pretending to fit in with them just so he won't stand out. He did like to mention the fact that he is great at hiding in plain sight after all.

'Gotta find him, gotta find him, gotta find him, gotta find him.' the thought ran through her head over and over again and she didn't know why.

Another thought told her that If he did fail to make it in then she wouldn't have to worry about him being mutilated by Grimms anymore like what almost happen last time she brought him out to the forest. They still haven't figure out why the Beowolves are so keen on humping him instead to killing him though.

'I should be glad that I won't have to worry about him getting hurt anymore...but why do I feel so...disappointed?" she frowned, her feet continue to tap away on the ground and waving past a bunch of students. Her frown quickly dissipate and was replaced with a confused look as the growing feeling of unease started wrapping around her heart.

She just realised that something was missing in the Amphitheater. There was no sign of him at all, no sign of sprung traps, no sign of people trapped in awkward or embarrassing positions, no one scratching like crazy from itching powder, no sign people looking for bloody vengeance against a hooded person. The lack of improvised traps and the manhunt for a certain idiot proves that he didn't spent much time here at all. It would mean that he got defeated early on but that would be near impossible since he's the most slippery bastard she had ever faced. Not really slippery in a literal sense, just very very hard to land a hit on. Like really hard.

How do you hit someone who tends to disappear whenever he left your sight for just a second, would mostly likely use your friends as meat shields or just seemingly knows how to counter every attack you throw at him. Summer was reminded how he would place the cookies that he brought with him in front of him just to block a strike. Sad thing is, it actually worked. She didn't have it in her to destroy that cookie in his hand just so she could land a hit on him.

Another possibility is that he faked knock out just so he wouldn't have to attend. Summer had thought that he wouldn't go to Beacon at all after he was handed the invitation from the old man since he had told her before that he had absolutely no interest in the school or being a Huntsmen. Then she got curious when she saw him following her to the Airship.

At first she thought that he was following her to see her off which was kinda sweet in her book but then he followed her into the Airship instead and she realised that he was coming with, causing her to start worrying for his safety. He take one look at the transport and started grumbling about it being a giant metal death trap. 'He never did look interest in Beacon in the first place. The only reason he even came along was because he said that he had something to settle with the Principal.' she sighed.

She knew she should be happy that her friend no longer have to face possible death in the hands or claws of the Grimms anymore but she just couldn't help but feel sad and she still couldn't figure out why. Summer slowed down to a walk, shoulders a slight slouch as she continue looking around one last time.

"Summer!" a voice called out, catching her attention and causing her to spin around. She saw a blond and two raven haired siblings running towards her.

The blond was wearing brown cargo shorts with a dark brown belt, black shoes, a bandana tied firmly on his left arm, and a brown leather vest over a tan dress shirt. He was running towards her with a worried look on his face.

The raven haired female wears a shallow cut black dress, five necklaces with an assortment of beads, a red girdle-belt, and a pair of matching gauntlets. She also wears black, thigh-length boots with a red splatter pattern. She also has the same worried look on her face.

The male, presumably the female's sibling, is wearing a red, tattered cloak, wears a gray dress shirt with a long tail, black dress pants, and black dress shoes. He also wears a ring on his right index finger, two other rings on his fourth finger, and a necklace with a crooked cross-shaped pendant. His hair is a smoking Afro right now. The reason for that is most likely because Summer had shot him with her shotgun before. Unlike the other two, his eyes were checking out the other females that he passes by as he follow the other two.

"Oh." Summer realised who had called her and wave towards the trio. "Tai, Raven, Afro guy." she called out happily.

The three ran up to her while Qrow was grumbling about something regarding his hair and trying to comb it down with his fingers.

"Summer. Why did you ran off like that? Are you alright?" Raven questioned, her voice laced with concern as she look over Summer. Summer's attire was mildly ruffled due to the scuffle before, she had suffered a few scratches here and there but her Aura had already healed her.

"I'm fine Raven. Really." Summer tried to wave off Raven's concern while a small smile.

Raven gave her a pointed look and cross her arms. "Summer." She said sternly causing the girl to shrink back and let out an 'eep'. "I know when someone's lying so spill." her gaze were locked on to her and it was imitating enough for the other two males to feel it.

'Wow, she's totally going to be the one wearing the pants in the family. I hope Tai doesn't mind.' the thought ran through Summer's head as she was faced with an unamused Raven.

Summer was about to make an excuse that doesn't involve her looking for Jerkface because she was worried about him when the Principal showed up at the stage and drawing everyone attention because he came from the bloody roof and landed on the stage in some cool pose, generating dust that she was sure that wasn't there before as he touched the ground. She let a sigh filled with relieve as she didn't want Raven to think that there's something going on between them and silently thank the strange old man.

'There isn't anything going on between us, is there?" She thought about it carefully. 'I don't even know his name yet, how could there be anything going on between us? Then again we tend to do strange things together that other passerby would normally mistaken us as a couple. A weird couple but a couple nevertheless. But most of the time we were actually plotting our on who to unleash our pranks on and some other times it just ended up as a shouting match. Then it ended with me chasing him around with my weapon.' she debated internally, confused at what stage that their current relationship is right now.

Her silent debate was interrupted when the Principal started speaking.

"Congratulations!" his voice boom though out the amphitheater, no doubt due to the microphone in front of him which yet again, wasn't there before and look around the place to count the remaining students.

"You all have passes the first stage of the initiation with flying colours." he nodded happily to himself. "Sadly, I don't give a flying fuck about that. Now, it's time for the second stage which involve finding a piece of relic in Emerald Forest." he declared happily. Everyone's jaws dropped when they processed what he had just said. The only thought they have is that they're going to have to find some relic in the middle of a forest right after an exhausting fight against each other.

You can imagine the complains piling up like how normal whiny teenagers do. Summer and her group were staring at the old man wide eyed, slack jawed like the rest. Everyone here knew where Emerald Forest is since it's rather infamous due to the number of death the occurred there over the years. It's even known as 'The Forest of Death' by most. There are rumours floating about that you could hear the wails and cries of those who died there. There are even ghost sightings reported but no one could confirm it's legitimacy.

"Normally, all this would've started during the morning and ended in noon and I would've sent you all straight to the second stage buuuuuuuut." he stretch out the word. "Since the flight was delayed and all and you lots arrived far later than I'd hope. We will postpone the second stage until tomorrow." he finishes with a sad tone.

Everyone let out sighs of relief when he said that. Some even cheered.

"So, what I'm going to do now is to inform you all that you will be sleeping in the ballroom and will gather at the Beacon cliff tomorrow after breakfast. It would be just like a massive sleepover." The principal let out a hearty laugh. "Oh to be young again." he said in a nostalgic tone.

"Sir?" a female voice called out, catching the attention of the students and the principal. Summer and the gang turn their heads towards the voice and saw someone with their hand up.

She was a tall looking teen whose skin was pale white. Her black hair was kept just short enough to touch her shoulder, there was a magenta streak on the right side of her hair. Her eye is the same colour as the streak and her clothing design seemed to be influenced from the eastern part of Remnant.

She wore a sleeveless red tailcoat that's blue on the inside, with black and gold trimming. Beneath the suit she wore a skin tight black long- sleeve shirt that reach her wrist, and light-tan pants with black shoes.

"Yes, you there. The Chinese looking girl." the principal pointed at her.

'What's Chinese?' most of the student's thought but otherwise didn't say.

The teen put down her hand before continuing "You're putting masses of teenagers of both sexes in the same room?" She asked causing a wave of panic from the female population as they finally realised that they would be sleeping in the same place as the opposite sex. Since most of them never slept in the same room with the opposite sex before sans a few as they had siblings, they were quite worried about what would happen.

"Oh that." the old man perked up as he realised something. "Don't worry about it. I've got it covered." he tried to reassure everyone with a thumbs up. "I already left a box of condom at the corner just in case you all turn the sleepover into a massive orgy." he reply nonchalantly with a wave, completely not reassuring anyone at all.

Some of the boys cried out in tears and started worshiping the old man as some sort of God while the girls cried out in outrage. The girl that asked the question in the firs place just let out a resigned sigh as she realised what kind of person the principal was.

"It's not like it's the first time this happened anyway." the principal added, shocking everyone below the stage. "Do remember to clean up afterwards. The janitors kept complaining about the smell yearly and I want to spare them the trouble this year." he grin before vanishing in front of everyone in a puff of smoke.

The amphitheater was left in dead silence as some the students wondered if they should transfer schools just in case. Their train of thought was interrupted by an announcement with a female voice speaking.

"Attention students, please ignore what he'd just said. There was never a massive orgy and there never will be. The ballroom that you will be sleeping in is split in two sections. One for males and one for females. The entire area will be monitored and if any of the males are caught crossing the line, they will be punished and marks would be deducted from their overall score. If they attempt to try again, their score will be deducted again and will be wearing a sign that labels them as perverts for an entire week." The voice said, bringing relief to most of the females and disappointment to the males.

"If they try the third time however….worst case scenario is that we castrate him before sending him back home, so please rest easy. If you're feeling hungry then the cafeteria is still open for some late dinner. That is all." The announcement ended and all the males in the amphitheater covered their manhood in perfect unison.

Afterwards, everyone started heading towards the ballroom with various thoughts in their mind. For the boys it's mostly about whether or not there's actually a box of condom there and for the girls it's about how to defend themselves just in case. Summer and the gang followed quietly. Summer suddenly had a hunch on what Jerkface would do if he was here and heard what the principal said and facepalm herself. TRQ saw what she did and couldn't help but be curious. Tai decided to be the one to ask since the Branwens aren't going to do it.

"Er..Summer?" he nervously asked, gaining the attention of the shorter girl.

"Yes?" She said with her eyes closed, her palm never leaving her face.

"Why are you slapping your own face." Tai asked while Qrow and Raven nodded beside him. The curiosity in the air was palpable for the ones involve in the conversation.

"Because I just found out that if Jerkface ever heard what the principal just said, he would do something stupid impossible yet impressive at the same time that would cause a mass confusion when everyone wakes up tomorrow." she deadpanned, the image of his would be prank already forming in her mind.

Qrow and Tai were confused since Summer wasn't making any sense. Raven, being the only one who knew who Jerkface was, spoke up for the team instead.

"By Jerkface you mean your friend that you've known for a month but still didn't get his name?" she asked as they continue to follow the herd of students to the ballroom.

Summer's eyes widen as she was reminded by Raven that she still haven't gotten his name yet and groan into her hands. "I'll need to ask Aunt May when I get the chance." she mutter to herself. This is seriously going to be a problem soon. At least he wasn't here right? Just thinking about it somehow made her sad again.

"So, what is it that he would do then?" Qrow asked, interested in this Jerkface character.

"He'll probably strip everyone naked while they're asleep, then place them all next to each other and open all the condoms and filled them with whatever white gunk he could find and litter it all over the place just so everyone could freak out the next morning about the orgy that never happened. Thank Monty that his not here." Summer said, massaging her temples because she just realised that she was able to predict what he would do with very frightening accuracy. Now she's not sure whether or not she wanted him to be here.

The rest of the gang just looked at her funny. "I don't think that's even physically possible." Raven said, clearly didn't believe what Summer just told them about her friend. Any sane person wouldn't.

"He manged to steal my bra once." She said offhandedly, causing the trio to freeze at her words for a moment before they regain their motor functions.

"I'm not sure what that have anything to do with-" Raven stared but was interrupted.

"While I was still wearing it, with three other layers of clothes on." Summer continues with a growl as she remembered the events of that day. Qrow's mouth dropped, Tai blushed because he never thought a girl would say something like that without being embarrassed while Raven raise an eyebrow, clearly impressed.

"I went on the entire day without realising that it was missing. He got bored waiting for me to notice and toss it back to me...in front of everyone in the bakery." Summer remembered clearly how she felt that day. Aunt May's bakery was filled with bullet holes afterwards though. The customers were mostly fine, mostly since one of them tried to steal her bra and slip out only to be caught by an unamused Aunt May. "So, after all the impossible things that I've witness him doing before, I think you shouldn't be asking whether or not he could, but whether or not he wants to, because trust me, as long as it's interesting for him then he totally could." Summer let out an exasperated sigh as the four finally made it to the ballroom and the ladies split up from the males and head to their side.

Qrow was standing on the doorway with a very serious expression on his face, debating whether or not he should meet this person and ask him to teach him the art of striping others without being noticed. Tai was wondering who this Jerkface was as he continue walking towards the male side and also thinking about where would be a safe place to hide just in case Jerkface was actually here and would do what Summer said.

In the mist of the female horde, a lone Arc was sitting in seiza on top of her cot. She was wearing her pajamas which consist of a loose white shirt, long blue comfy pants and bunny slippers. She cleaned up nicely after the fight, her beautiful blond hair was tied neatly into a ponytail and left hanging over her shoulder.

Her eyes were close and she remained motionless. The only thing that indicated that she was actually a living being was the faint moving of her chest that's prove that she's still breathing. She was thinking deeply about what had transpired today while ignoring the constant chatter of the rest of the students.

She was mostly focusing on what had happened in the amphitheater as she review on the things that she did and what she could have done to get a better outcome. Her eye suddenly twitched as she was reminded how her left arm got dislodged by someone who she had considered an enigma. She continue to think of ways to counter that person but no feasible way seem to present itself to her since he was too unpredictable and it was starting to grind her gears.

It all stared off really well, she found her target, got his attention and prep herself to attack or defend. He noticed her and got into a very loose stance with both of his arms down. It was a stupid and suicidal stance but it made sure that she won't be able to predict what he would do next when he's like that. He was leaning forward and his body tensed so she assumed that he's going to spring towards her to attack.

He had no weapon in hand but Juniper wasn't convinced that he's actually unarmed since she saw him with taking out a ladle out of nowhere during the bank robbery. She remained cautious and lift her shield in front of her and planted her feet to the ground, getting ready to receive any impact from his attacks.

Despite having a smaller frame than her opponent she wasn't worried at all. The Arcs were well known for having a larger pool of Aura than your average infant at birth and an even larger pool after they have trained when they are older. Juniper has already gone through the harsh training method created especially for the Arcs to giver her Aura an immense boost before she even reached fifteen. Among her family she was considered a prodigy and was constantly praised by others for being a talented fighter.

But she didn't let it get to her head and instead focus solely training only. She had a dream, to be able to protect those important to her. Her determination to be stronger in order to protect her love ones pushed her beyond her limits and she achieve a standing away above those her age.

Thanks to the ridiculous amount of Aura Juniper has, she is able to withstand even a charge from an Alpha Boarbatusk without any serious injury. Thus, she wasn't worried about what he could throw at her and just stood in a defensive stance while waiting patiently for the bell to ring to signal the fight.

When the bell rang her target just turn tail and ran into the crowd. Juniper was stunned when that happened, she had assumed too quickly that he was like every other men that she'd fought before. Too proud to deny a straight up challenge and would charge in to fight instead. What she didn't know was the pride was something long forgotten by him and thus he ran into the mist of bodies and disappeared from sight just to create a more favorable terrain to fight in.

She was confused for a moment but quickly shook it off and chase after him. Later she would have learned that she shouldn't have gone after him in the first place but stayed where she was or chose another target. She was heading into a trap like an amateur and she didn't even know it. How could she though? Who would have though someone could set a trap in just a few seconds after disappearing from sight.

She sprint through the masses of bodies fighting each other in hopes of catching a glimpse of the hooded male. She caught sight of the teen at the corner of her eye and change her path towards him, weaving through the other students like a leaf in a river. Her target twist his head a bit before turning back to his front and increase his speed, pulling other people down to block her path which she easily jumped over.

While chasing the teen she thought of ways to combat him. If he suddenly turn around to attack she could put her shield up quickly enough to block it so she's fine in the front. If he were to attack from the sides then she could adjust her position so that he would hit her shield instead. Her entire fighting style was base on wearing her opponent down by blocking with her shield then attacking. If they decided to stay on the defensive then she could push on with her attacks with her sword.

She remembered her training well enough. She was a guardian, one who protects all and she would do everything in her power to prevent the enemy from harming her comrades. Thus her fighting style rely heavily on her shield and never really bothered to learn how to fight without it since no one could disarm her before.

Once she reached the middle of a cluster of students she lost sight of him. With shield in front and sword by her side, she look around warily for any sign of the hooded teen. The other students that surround her seem to be content to ignore her in favor of fighting the ones that they were already engaged with. The clanking of steel and shouts of profanities surrounded her, making sure that she couldn't rely on her hearing to find her target or warn her if he was coming for her.

At that moment, while standing in the middle of a mob, Juniper had a chill ran down her spine that just screams danger. It caused her breathing to hitch as an unsettling feeling appeared in her stomach. It felt like she was walking into a Grimms' nest without any backup.

She quickly calmed herself down with deep breaths and took a step forward. As soon as she made the first step she felt her feet stepped on something metallic before she heard a click. The entire area was enveloped with a bright flash of light and an explosion resounded around the amphitheater.

Her senses were scrambled, there was a loud buzzing in her ears and she was fumbling around in order to stand back up. That was the first time she took an explosion face first and it was not an interesting experience for her. It was something that she'd rather not experience again if she could help it.

When she regain her senses back she realised that she was crouching on the floor and no longer holding on to her weapon and shield as her hands were covering her ears in hopes of stopping the buzzing. She let her hands down and reach out for her shield quickly, never noticed the person standing behind her.

Her instincts were telling her that danger was behind her and she responded accordingly by rolling forward and grabbing her shield and sword in the process. She got up from her crouching position just in time to see him slam his foot into the floor, creating a web like crack in the wooden floorboard where her head used to be.

She heard a 'tch' from him before he rush into her personal space to attack. Juniper quickly raise her shield to block whatever's coming. Her eyes were stern as she watch her adversary closely.

He was in front of her, close enough for her to get a hit in but she didn't do it. She wanted to wear him down first due to a force of habit. Later she would have realised that she should have just struck when she had the chance to save herself a lot of trouble. Just as she though he was about to strike her shield he quickly leap back, she saw a smirk on his face and a mischief glint in his eyes as he create distance between them.

Juniper's eyes widen in confusion when he did that and she heard something landed behind her. She quickly turn her head around and her eyes widen even more when she saw a bunch of grenades landing there. Since when did he had the chance to do that?

She tried to turn around and use her shield to block the blast but her shield refuse to budge from it's position. She snap her head back to the front and saw the hooded teen grabbing onto her shield, tilting his head sideways with a smile on his face. He had a look on his face that seem to be saying 'sorry, can't let you do that'. Realising what he was planning, she quickly use her sword to trust at him but was too late as the grenades detonated and sent large shock wave from behind her, blasting her forward with a grunt leaving her mouth. The teen was using her as a human meat shield and riding along with the blast.

While they were in the air, the teen slammed something onto her chest plate and turned them around mid-air so that Juniper would land first. When she hit the ground with her back the impact knocked the air out of her lungs as her armor scraped along the floor. He leap off causally and landed elsewhere.

Juniper tried to push herself up, coughing as she did so. When she look down she saw something sticking out on her chest with a red light beeping ominously. She had a horrible feeling in her guts all of the sudden and tried to pry it off. Before her hand could reach it the red light turned green and an electrical charge surged throughout her body. She gritted her teeth in pain and her body starts to spasm before she fell limp to the ground like a puppet with it's strings cut, twitching on the ground while smoke is coming out of the gadget that's on her.

She wasn't hurt greatly but the shock was actually a shocking surprise. She could feel the drain in her Aura reserves already. It wasn't much but she could definitely feel the drain. While still on the ground she quickly did a full body check and found that the only damaged she received was the unexpected shock from whatever that was attached on her armor.

"Welp, that's one down. Sheesh, she's harder to take down than Summer." she heard him mutter a few feet away from her, followed by footsteps that's getting further and further away. He actually thought that she could be beaten so easily? That line of thought set off some irritation in her. She was getting annoyed with him and his tricks. She grip her sword hilt tighter causing her knuckles to go white.

Juniper quickly push herself up whilst pumping her Aura into Crocea Mors. It started to glow brightly and lets out a hum as it happily soaks up the energy provided by it's wielder. She glare at the retreating back of the hooded teen that's slowly blending in among the crowds of fighting students. They all seem to be ignoring him or rather, didn't notice him at all. She yanked off whatever he placed on her and did a horizontal slash with her sword. A long white line made of pure Aura shot from where she had slashed and lunch itself forward, soaring towards the teen.

He froze mid-step, as if sensing danger coming towards him from behind. He quickly turned and grab the person that's busy fighting someone else next to him, eliciting a 'Hey!' from him before placing him in the way of the Aura slash while ducking behind the person.

The attack hit the wrong target and discharged a large blast, blowing everyone within the vicinity away and creating a smokescreen from all the dust and smoke from the surroundings when it struck.

Juniper stabbed her sword on the ground and uses it as a leverage to keep herself from falling. The side effect of the electric shock that she'd suffered before is still present and she needed time for her Aura to take care of it. She surveyed the area of the blast, eyes completely focus on the spot where the hooded teen once stood.

Only seeing a bunch of bodies sprawled on the floor where her attack detonated with no movement from within, she naively assumed that she had got him and yank out her sword. She took a deep breath before turning around to search for her next target as the smoke slowly dissipates. There was someone else that caught her interest. A tall male with red hair and vivid green eyes. He was wearing heavy armor and had a tower shield strapped onto his back. She didn't know what weapon he had but if he's using a shield that she wanted to challenge him to a fight to prove who's better at using it.

As she walk away from the mess, thinking of ways to fight the other guy, she didn't notice a pair of glowing red eyes from within the smoke that's approaching rapidly and silently.

When her senses finally registered that something or someone was approaching from behind she turned around to see him at a very close proximity. She had just enough time to raise her shield to meet a tackle. Normally, she should be fine from such a charge but when he made contact with her shield she was actually pushed back for the first time in her life from an attack that wasn't caused by her parents.

She couldn't shake the confusion that she felt when she was move back a few steps. She could take a charge from a Boarbatusk twice her size without even moving an inch but a tackle from someone like him was enough to get her off her feet. Her confusion didn't last long as her mind quickly snaps back into attention and started thinking of ways to counter him.

Her sword was raised overhead and quickly swipe down. The teen just twisted his body sideways to avoid it. Juniper quickly use her shield to bash him in the face but it was stopped when he slam his knee against her shield, pushing her back some more.

Panic was slowly setting in her heart as her continued assault on him did nothing at all as he kept dodging and parrying with the steel part of his gloves with relative ease. Each strike with his fists that he landed on her shield managed to push it away from her body more and more, slowly giving an opening for him to strike at her. Something wasn't right and she knew it. With her Aura enchanting her strength she should have made her into an unmovable wall and yet he managed to push her back again and again.

Eventually, there was a small enough gap for him to strike and he took it without hesitation, sending a fist towards her side where her shield wasn't covering. Juniper wasn't worried as she was wearing a high quality armor that was gifted to her by her parents before she departed. Punching it with his bare hands would do nothing but hurt himself. At least, that's what she had assumed before he proved her wrong.

She felt a sharp pain coming form her side, like someone had just jabbed her with a blunt object. She flinched from the pain and stopped moving, her eyes dart down to see a small thin blade coming out of his wrist. He managed to stab it between the tiny gap that her armor has. She was perplexed at the sight of the blade that's imbedded in her side. It was jabbed between the gap so accurately even when they were constantly moving around. She would've admire his precision with a blade if she weren't in pain from being stabbed by it.

Her aura should have blocked it like any other attacks that she'd received yet she could feel the pain from being stabbed by the hidden... knife? Dagger? Thankfully the blade didn't tear through her skin. It was most likely due to the Dust that was coating the blade that they had received before entering the amphitheater. If he had never applied the dust on his weapon then the blade would have been thrust deep into her flesh.

Her eyes quickly returned to her attacker and she got a good look at his face for the first time since the entire fight started. His hood was already down, most likely from the blast that her attack created. Thanks to that she got a clear view of his face. He was annoyed, she didn't see any of his smirk of smile whenever he got the upper hand during their bout. It was rather amusing to see that she was finally doing something to him.

His red eyes seemed to leave a trail of faint red smoke coming from his irises but she couldn't really tell as she was more focus on the eyes themselves. They seem to be the only thing that's the most expressive thing on his face and it's pretty clear that he's annoyed right now.

During her entire observation only a second had passed. The teen send another fist towards her face, straight at her eye. She could tell that there's a hidden blade there too. With her Aura somehow not working at all she rather not risk letting it hit. She responded by using her shield to bash his already outstretched arm, dislodging the blade from the gap between her armor.

As she did so, she also used the flat side of her blade to block the hidden blade aiming for her eye. Sparks were created when his hidden blade shot out from his wrist and scrapped against her sword. She managed to alter it's path just so it only graze at her cheek. It was too close for comfort and her Aura didn't block that strike too. She shudder at the thought of her eye being removed if she wasn't fast enough.

But she didn't have time to think on it as her opponent was already attacking, he use his thumb to pivot the blade on his left wrist, effectively turning it into a small dagger. He uses fast jabs with his right arm that still has a blade sticking out of it at her unprotected areas; his left hand was holding the dagger in a reverse grip and swinging it at her head. His assault gave her almost no time to think of a plan to push back. She was giving it her all just to block all his strikes. Sparks were generated as steel meet steel, the clanking of metal they created in their fight was mix with the rest that's resounding around the amphitheater. Occasionally, he would be able to slip past her defenses and attack between the gaps in her armor, causing her to flinched in pain and slowing her down. It gave him more openings to attack with and he happily took them. But she held fast and skillfully direct her shield to block the rapid moving daggers while using her sword to keep him at bay.

The fight dragged on and she was constantly being pushed back. She did her best to ignore the panic raising in her heart as she fought back. Each swing of her sword did nothing as he weave through them like a slippery snake. He got by without even being grazed while his attacks were constantly wearing her down. she could clearly see that he was getting irritated because he was not able to finish her off fast enough.

She actually let out a smirk when she realised that she was annoying him to a degree. There was some sort of thrill that she felt during their entire engagement. Being unable to predict whether she would win or lose made her oddly excited. Most of her fights always ended in her victory, save for fighting against her parents, it got boring for her. Everyone in her age group couldn't keep up with her and she was mostly left alone to train by her lonesome or with an instructor.

Not once had she ever gotten injured in a spar with others her age and it usually take a few seconds before she won. They kept saying that it was talent or it had something to do with her being an Arc but she called bullshit. They weren't there to see her sweat blood and tears as her parents steel their heart and put her through rigorous training that could break any normal person. They couldn't see how many times she was toss about like a rag doll during her training with her parents and yet they had the galls to say it was pure talent? She felt rather disappointed when she heard them make up excuses whenever they lost. But fighting with him somehow reignite the spark that could only be found in the heat of battle that she unknowingly once lost. She was almost giddy when he slip pass her defenses so easily.

Sadly he saw her smirk and took it as an insult and decided to amp up his attacks. His strikes grew more vicious as he relentlessly chip away her defenses. Juniper got more desperate as she realised that she was going to lose if this kept up. Despite enjoying the fighting and wanted nothing more to see who would come victorious naturally, she wanted to attend Beacon. She had promised someone that she would after all. She chose this moment to use one of the Aura trick that she knew and surround herself with it.

He clearly noticed that something was going on when she started glowing. He immediately turn around to run but was too late as Juniper unleashed an area blast by forcing her Aura outwards, blowing everything around her away. This skill is very valuable when she's surrounded by enemies but the cost is high since she wasn't proficient in using it yet. She felt the massive drain in her Aura reserves whenever she used it and saw her opponent's body get launch away from the blast.

She thought she finally got a chance to take a breather but was proven wrong again as her opponent threw something at her while being blast away. A small black ball collided with her forehead before bursting into thick black smoke. She started coughing as the smoke completely blinded her.

Fumbling around in the smoke was not fun, she tried moving away to a clear area with haste and hope that she wouldn't have to fight him in the smoke. Just when she ran out from the smoke she heard a clunk as something impact her armor before bursting again into the same smoke as before, shrouding her in it once again. This keep repeating over and over as she tries to escape.

Her eye twitched in annoyance when she was surrounded by the black smoke yet again. She was fairly certain that he was doing this just to irk her as he never showed up to attack. Before she could let loose what would no doubt be a train of colorful profanities she heard something from behind her shifting. She tensed and swiftly swing her sword behind wildly in hopes of hitting anything at all.

She wasn't expecting to hit anything but hopes that her wild swinging could keep him from getting any closer. Never did she expect that she would land a hit during her aimless waving of her sword. She felt her sword struck a body and he went sprawling onto the ground. She unknowingly did a fist pump while smiling widely at her accomplishment.

She could see a limp body in front of her as she smoke slowly dissipates. She moved closer to make sure that he's down for good as to ensure that he doesn't get up later and strike her with her back turned again.

She stop in front of the body with her shield raise and sword poised overhead in preparation to strike if need be. She couldn't see his face clearly due to the smoke and she kept getting the nagging feeling that she's in danger. Her eyebrows creased as the smoke finally let up so that she could get a view of her defeated foe.

It was just another student.

She was so focus at fighting against him that she had forgotten that she was still in the amphitheater with a few hundred students fighting each other for the chance to attend Beacon. She was so immersed in the thrill of the fight that everyone else was nothing more that just background noises.

Discovering her mistake and what her nagging meant she spun around and swing her sword down.

Her swing was obstructed when her target uses his forearm to halt her attack by blocking at her wrist, preventing her sword form reaching him. He quickly dart into her personal space, eye's focused and boring into hers.

She idly noted that had already put his hood back on, his eyes seemed to laughing at her oversight.

Before she could do anything he grabbed her chest armor and pull her in and rammed his head against hers. Juniper staggered back in pain, losing her balance as he added a push with the arm that's grabbing onto her armor.

Instead of falling like she expected she saw him using the both his hand to grab onto her outstretched arm and spun around. She felt her leg being kick off the ground being being pulled over his shoulder. He fling her over and threw her onto the ground with ease.

She slammed onto the ground painfully. The back of her head felt like it's been hit by a truck as the pain transferred throughout her body. She wanted to stay on the ground to recover but she saw him lifting his leg above her face. She didn't need to think and quickly acted.

She quickly rolled away and a foot smashed at where her head used to be. She could hear him let out a tired sigh as he missed causing her to unknowingly smile at his expense. He saw her smile and his eye visibly twitched.

She heard him growled at her before she managed to push herself up and quickly get into a defensive position. Her breathing hitched when she found out that he's missing. She quickly scan around the surroundings for any sign of the hooded teen but only saw other students fighting each other. It was always bad news when he disappeared and right now he could be anywhere waiting to strike. She was slowly losing her nerves due to her erratic foe.

She expected him to do something dastardly or use some sort of gadget that he has to get the upper hand in this situation where no end seemed to be in sight. Heck, she even expected him to pull a Grimm out of his pockets of all things considered. She never expected to slip and fall onto her rear due to a banana peel of all things.

Mildly embarrassed because of the slip she silently prayed that no one saw that and place her hand on the ground to push herself up. Before she could even lift herself up her face suddenly exploded in pain as her opponent seemingly appeared out of nowhere and knee her in the face, sending her head onto the floor with a loud thud.

She let out a yelp as the back of her head made contact with the cold hard floor. She was certain that her nose was broken and she could feel some warm liquid coming down from it. She didn't need to be a genius to figure out that it was her blood. Her Aura was already working on setting her nose back and healing it, in a few moments it would be like it was never broken at all.

She tried to take a swing with her sword at him but a foot placed her wrist tells her otherwise. She glare at him as he pinned her down with a knee on top of her armor and he's only respond was to keep on chewing on whatever is in his mouth before swallowing. She tried to hit him with her shield but he grabbed it before it could hit him. She couldn't get the leverage needed to pull off a meaningful strike while on the ground and thus her shield was mostly useless now since it's in his hands.

He twisted the should off her hand, almost breaking her fingers and twisting her entire arm in the process if she didn't let go. She grunted in pain but he ignore her in favor of checking out her shield.

"You know." he started, getting her attention. "I'm not really a fan of shields."

Her eye twitched when she heard that. What's his problem with shields? They're reliable and who's to say no when you can place a piece of metal between you and your foe.

He threw it away like it's worth nothing at all and turn his attention back to her while puffing one side of his cheek. "So, mind telling me why you're after me?" he asked curiously.

Juniper didn't respond, her mind was too preoccupied on getting away so she could recover back her shield. The shield was an important part of her fighting style. Losing it is like losing a piece of herself and it would render her ineffective in combat. Thus, in her haste to get back her shield she did something she never thought she'd do in her life.

She busted him in the balls. He keel over while holding on to his manhood, and releasing her from his hold.

Her shield was few meters away from her, she quickly turn around and started crawling towards it without caring about her appearance at all and reach out to grab it.

But before she could reach it, something slammed against her shoulder and push her to the ground pinning her there. She saw a hand reaching out to grab the wrist of her outstretch arm that's just a few inches from reaching her shield.

She slowly turn her head around and saw the teen with a smile on his face. To anyone else, the smile may seem gentle and caring. But to her it seemed like she was looking at a tiger playing with it's food.

His blood red eyes were completely calm and boring into hers when they met. They seem to be promising agony for what she had done. It managed to froze her on her spot and she could feel her sweat slide down her back. She was ashamed to admit that she was panicking back then and couldn't think properly. Then a slight frown appeared on his face that's unnoticeable unless you're really looking. He tilt his head to the side a bit and let out a sigh.

"That was a low blow, pun not intended. Good thing I came prepared." he said while holding up a piece of metal with a small dent in it on his other hand. "Usually, I don't leave people alive after they tried to un-man me but don't worry. I won't kill you." his tone has a trace of amusement in it. "Sorry but, this is nothing personal. It's only to hinder you if you decided to come after me again." He said apologetically as he look at her, his eyes were weary and apologetic.

Juniper had no idea what he was going to do but she didn't like the tone he used when he said that. She tried to yank her hand away from him but couldn't get it free from his grips. She was shocked by the fact that she couldn't free herself at all. Even though she was smaller than him, her strength was without a doubt stronger than anyone in this room thanks her Aura enchanting her base strength. Yet, she couldn't even free her hand away from his. It feels like he's somehow dismissing it entirely.

Then she heard something snap before she found herself screaming in pain. She didn't even noticed that he had already left as she cradle her limp arm while gritting her teeth as pain assaulted her senses. She never had a broken bone before, let alone had an entire arm dislodged form it's shoulder. She lay on the ground, cradling her broken arm like it's made of glass and whimpers softly.

By the time her Aura numbed the pain enough for her to get up and moving again he was long gone. She spend the remainder of the time searching for him for payback but it's like he just disappeared without leaving a trace.

Now she's just sitting on her cot thinking about what happened. Why did she wanted to fight him in the first place? She couldn't remember the reason after the fighting. She was pretty sure she had a good reason to hunt him down the first chance she got. Now she's just drawing blanks. It was a fun fight while it lasted but what he did in the end was unacceptable.

It was odd that she couldn't find him after the fighting's over. She even look around a bit but there's no sign of the hooded teen among the students that had passed the first stage. She really wanted to get him back somehow...maybe by breaking his legs.

Did he fail? That would be impossible since he was the hardest foe that she'd ever fought in her live (excluded the traps and tricks he used). She doubt that anyone else could land a solid hit on him without being played around like a fool first.

Did he drop out on his own? But why? Why did he come all the way here just to drop out? What's the point? Did he come here for another reason?

Ugh, thinking about all of this was giving her a headache. That annoying wisp of black smoke that's appearing faintly from her wrist is making it worst….. wait, wisp of black smoke?

Her eyes snap onto her left wrist and sure enough, there's an eerie black smoke appearing from the area where the teen had grabbed her. The smoke creates a black wisp that dances around her wrist, giving it a sinister feel to it. The entire thing gave her the goosebumps as she stare at it. It seem to be made out of Aura.

She should be panicking right now but something was stopping her. Despite the creepy look the aura has, the way it dances around her wrist was mesmerize to look at. It captured her attention like a moth to a flame.

Then the annoying headache came again. She felt dizzy and started swaying before she place both her hands on her cot to stop herself from falling. She lift her hand to her temple to massage it. Bad choice as that one had the black Aura on it and once it made contact with her head was enveloped in a massive headache. Her vision started going blurry, her breathing was shallow. She felt nauseous and wanted nothing more than to vomit her dinner out. She closed her eyes tightly, hoping that it would do something.

"Look! Mike, get over here!" a voice of a woman was heard, followed by a rushed footsteps, splashing on a pile of water that's slowly getting closer. It seemed to be raining as the sound of raindrops could be heard in the background

"Well I'll be damn. There's actually a survivor." the gruff voice of a male said. "Come on, let's go. No point leaving him there getting soaked."

Are those...voices? What are they talking about.

"Hey, hey kid." the female voice cooed. "We're here to get you out of here, alright?"

There was silence, the only sound that could be heard was the heavy rain, splattering against the ground.

"Are you even listening?" the male grumbled impatiently.

"Mike. Now's not the time for you to be grumpy." the female scolded the male. Incomprehensible grumble was heard from the male before the female continued, talking to someone else now. "HQ, this is Viper 2-1. Please respond."

"We read you loud and clear, Viper 2-1. What seems to be the problem?" another voice said, somehow it was filled with static.

"We've found a kid in the ruins. He's the only thing that's remotely alive in this shithole." the male voice answered.

"Oh, hey Mike. Wait, what do you mean by remotely?"

"He don't look alive that's for sure. He's badly injured. Heck, the skin on his hands are all torn open, bleeding and burned. Presumably, used to dig himself out of the burning derbies. His clothes are all torn and burnt, and his entire back seemed to be bruised, his feet are bleeding with glass and rock shards sticking out of it. Hell, even his eyes look dead. The only thing that's indicating he's alive is his faint breathing."

"Wow, little bugger's been through a lot I reckon. You sure there aren't any more surv-"

"We don't need this right now." the female snapped, interrupting the two males "We need to evac him asap. Send a transport over to this location." the female then proceeded to say a string of numbers with a few letters and words mixed in them.

"Alrighty then, Humvee is on it's way. ETA ten minutes max." he voice said before some static took over.

"Hey, kiddo. Can you hear me?" the female said in a worried tone.

A shuffle of clothes could be heard.

"Huh. I guess he's actually awake." the male said in surprise. "I thought he'd be out like a light from all those burns that he had."

"Listen kid, we're going to take you to a safe place alright?" the female said in a soft voice. "But I need you to do something for me to make it easier okay?"

No respond, the only sound was the continuous pouring of the rain.

"I need you to let go." the female voice continued.

The sound of someone growling was heard.

She could feel... rage, pure concentrated rage, targeting someone. But why could she feel it?

"Woah." the male exclaimed "Now that's some mean looking eyes. If looks could kill then we'd be dead ten times over."

"Hush Mike." The female sighed. "Looks like it's a no go then." the sound of cloth rustling was heard again.

The rage dwindle until it became nothing more than mere annoyance.

"Looks like he's holding it even tighter now." the male said.

"Yes, I can see that Mike." the female replied sarcastically. "Is there anything we could do then? We only wanted to help" she asked in a kind voice.

"B...bury..." a hoarse voice said weakly. The owner of the voice sounded like a child.

The area suddenly return to silence for a moment before the female spoke again. "Alright." she said understandingly. "Don't worry, we won't make you leave her behind. The least we could do is to get her away from this place to be buried someplace nicer."

It was quiet again save for the rustling of clothing.

"T..ha..nk….y..ou..." the child said before breaking out into sobbing could be heard.

Relief, she felt relief and then sorrow. It was accompanied by a sensation of something dying inside her. Something just stabbed at her heart, It felt like someone stabbed a knife into her heart and twisted it just to see what would happen.

When she finally pry open her eyes she found herself inside some sort of ancient ruin or city. It was dark and she could make out the shapes of the buildings. The entire place was desolated, the roads were cracked or just outright destroyed, the buildings were of strange designs and some were tall enough to touch the sky with vines as thick as a tree climbing up the structure. Normally she would be fascinated by something like this but right now she's frightened at the sudden chance of scenery, the emptiness of the place just gives her the bad vibes.

All of the sudden she felt herself starting to sink from where she stood. Her eyes snap to her legs and found herself standing in a pool of darkness. It's slowly expending and dark tendrils were slowly climbing out of it to wind itself around her, giving it more leverage to pull her down with.

Her eyes widen in panic as she started to trash around, search around for anything to grab hold on. She could feel her whole being sinking into a dark abyss. Her attempts to escaped were hindered by black smokey tendrils coiling around her body. She reached out to grab something, anything at all but the tendrils immediately bind itself to her outstretched hand.

She was slowly sinking, waves of negative emotions kept assaulting her, confusing her to the point where she just wanted everything to end.

Her entire torso has already sank into the abyss now. The only thing that's still there was her head and her outstretched arm. The tendrils were slowly coiling around her neck, slowly suffocating her as she slowly lose consciousness.

Before she could black out she heard a blood-curdling voice 'hmm'ing. The pulling had stopped the instant the voice was heard and the tendril around her neck loosen enough for her to breath again. Her hazy eyes turn to it's source. A figure shrouded in the shadow cast by one of the buildings was sitting on the hood of some sort of broken car. The only thing that's visible was it's eyes since they were glowing an unnatural yellow.

It's figure tells Juniper that it's a he and the pair of glowing yellow eyes with thin catlike silt that's staring at her with interest was starting to unnerve her.

"Oh?" he sounded amused as he continue.

"What's this?" he asked no one in particular as he hop off the car. He landed with a grace of a cat and started strolling towards her. He stopped in front of her head that's sicking out of the ground and tilt his head slightly.

Juniper could only stare at him as he crouch down and slowly reach out his hand towards her. Now that he's closer she could see that his entire body was covered by black wisp of smoke just like her wrist.

She felt disturbed as the being cupped her chin and force her to look at him before stare into her eyes. The sound of hissing could be heard from his hand as it made contact with her skin. His touch felt cold, it's almost like he just took a dip in a freezing lake.

The being let go and stare at the smoke coming out of his fingers with a large smile on his face. She could see sharp teeth that no human should have when he smiled but it was gone as quick as it appeared.

He placed his hand on her outstretched arm, the hissing noise appeared again as he started tracing his hand along her arm to her hand. It made her shiver, then she got mad and started glaring daggers at him. Someone was touching her inappropriately and she couldn't do anything about it. He grabbed onto her hand and pulled her out of the pool of darkness and placing her away from it.

Juniper was kneeling onto the ground, panting while her hands are on planted onto the ground to keep her stabilized. He stood back up slowly and walk back towards the car, leaning back on it's metal frame, keeping his eyes on her all the while. "How odd." he observed.

Juniper tried to open her mouth to speak but no words came out, her mouth was just opening and closing like a fish. This seems to amused him as he just smirk at her.

He stretched his hand out and said "If you ever see him again, tell him this. "You can't keep me locked up forever. I will always be waiting."" he started chuckling to himself, his voice was sending all sorts of warning signals down her spine. Before she could do or say anything he snapped his fingers and the tendrils shot out from the darkness and slammed onto her head before everything blacked out.

Juniper suddenly felt a hand on her shoulder, shaking her out of whatever trance she was in. She was finally aware that she was cradling herself while laying on her cot. The voice was gone and the onslaught of emotions that she felt as it vanished like it was never there to begin with.

She quickly push herself up and saw who put their hand on her shoulder. She saw a female, looking at her with concern in her eyes. It was the girl that raised her hand during the speech the Principal was giving.

"Are you alright?" she asked.

"Y-yes. I'm fine." Juniper stuttered, trying to get her bearings together. She felt something moist sliding down her cheeks and press her hand against it. She was crying. Why was she crying? Those emotion that she'd felt when she was experiencing the headache were not hers. The voices were talking about strange things that she'd never heard about too. 'What did it meant by that?' she thought about the last words of the person shrouded in darkness. The foreboding chuckle still rang at softly at the corner of her mind causing her to shiver involuntary.

The female raise an eyebrow, clearly not convinced but let the matter drop. "I see." she said before placing her cot down beside hers. Juniper looked at her in confusion. She didn't expect that someone would be sleeping next to her at all.

"You don't mind right?" the female tilt her head.

Juniper didn't get what she meant and stare at her in puzzlement. The female then nod at her cot that's placed next to hers before Juniper understood that she was talking about sleeping next to her.

"Oh." Juniper let out an embarrassed laugh. "No, not at all." she gesture for her to sit.

The female sat down on her cot and then turn to face her, her face was relaxed and her eyes were lidded. She looked like she could fall asleep any time soon.

"Ignoring why you were just crying a few moments ago, let's introduce ourselves." she said bluntly.

Juniper quickly adjust herself to sit properly and cough into her hand. "My name is Juniper Arc." she said, pushing whatever that just happened to her into the deepest pit of her mind for now.

"Rin. Lie Rin." she introduced herself before falling onto her pillow and drifted away into slumberland.

Juniper blinked at the unexpected behavior. She never expected her to just fall asleep after introducing herself. Today's just been one thing after another. She look at her wrist and the inky smoke was gone, leaving behind her pale looking skin that looked completely untouched.

Moments ago right after the announcement, In the principal office that's on top of the big ass tower, Alex's pov

"So your last name is Goodwitch." I asked the blond lady that just told everyone that the Principal was a massive troll while sitting on my seat. Her long hair was let down and her eyes were green were showing signs of annoyance while she glared at her scroll which showed a video of the Principal making his way towards the tower.

We had been talking for a while as she kept her eyes on her scroll with the video of the amphitheater. Then came the announcement the old guy made and I kinda wish I was there instead. Must have been awesome.

Thinking of all the people panicking about the orgy that never happened would be great for my amusement. Ha! I bet no one would expected it.

"Yes." a feminine tone answered me, I look at her to see that she said that without looking at me. She's completely focused on her scroll.

"And you have a daughter studying in Beacon whose last name is also Goodwitch." I asked again innocently, even though she'd already told me about Glynda, her precious little angle. Heh. Anyway, I'm asking her again just for the follow up later.

"Yes." she let out a sigh, clearly annoyed at me now.

"Is by chance your husband's last name called Goodwizard then?" I smiled innocently.

She looked at me with a blank expression and said "No" before turning back at the scroll. The moment her sight returned to it she let out a groan and facepalmmed. "Every damn time I look away." she muttered.

I stretch out my neck from my seat to see what's going on and saw the principal doing…. Let's just say that I might just found my match in the pranking business.

"Ah ha! I see that you made it without a hitch." a voice catch both our attention and we turn to look at the old man sitting behind his large desk, looking like any presentable person would. Sadly, I could tell that he's not wearing any pants since the desk was designed specifically to hide the lower region of a person's body from view. Heck, you could get a blowjob down there and no one would even notice. Thankfully, Miss Goodwitch didn't or just couldn't tell and proceed to scold him for the things he did.

We both ignored the fact that he was on the other side of the academy just a few seconds ago and the only entrance to the place was the elevator behind us. I wasn't surprised since things like this is a common skill for trolls. Miss Goodwitch might be used to it already.

The old man pretend to listen to her ramblings attentively while we have an enlightening conversation using only our eyes.

'Nice trick you did back there.' I 'said'

'Eh, I could be better but we're on a tight schedule' he replied with a grin.

'One question though, why is there a constant buzzing around Goodwitch?' I crook an eyebrow.

'Oh, that's just her vibrator' he shrugged.

'Ah, I see.' I nodded understandingly.

'By that I mean it's her semblance and it has something to do with vibrations.' he rolled his eyes.

'I repeat what I just 'said'' I nodded again. 'I assume that you set too many traps in the office before and now she's constantly checking for it with her semblance right?' I tilt my head towards Goodwitch.

'Oh ho ho, right indeed.' he smiled.

"- and repeating the same thing every year is not only- Stop having a silent conversation while I'm in the middle of chastising you" Goodwitch snapped at the old man, causing him to flinch.

"Monty damn it gramps. If you keep this up the school might as well be shut down." she huffed angrily at him.

My eyes widen at the old man before quickly returning it to a casual stare. Yep, this confirm it. The plot went FUBAR long before I came here.

"Alright alright." the old man quickly said while holding out his hand to calm her down. "I won't do it next year."

"So you won't do it the year after the next too right? And the year after that, and the year after that." she stare at him with a sweet loving smile that's fooling no one right now.

I could see the sweat pouring down the old man's forehead as he was faced with the so called 'scary smile' technique that's somehow spread throughout the universe. Or in this case, the multiverse.

"Don't be like that Rey-Rey." the old man tried to calm her down to no avail as she seems to be getting angrier or embarrass since that there's someone else in the room.

"Don't call me that when we're in the academy!" she piratically shouted while blushing faintly. Embarrassed it is then.

"Aww, but you'll always be my little Rey-Rey. I even helped change your diapers when you were little." the old man cooed, doing nothing to ease her embarrassment.

"You're doing this on purpose aren't you." Goodwitch grumbled, looking away while pouting, her face still has a faint tint of red on it. I briefly wonder if Glynda was this easy to rile up like her mother. The urge to find out is getting stronger but I must resist!

"I have no idea what you're talking about. Anyway I need to have a private conversation with the lad here so if you don't mind." he said while gesturing at the elevator, apparently trying to move things along.

Goodwitch look at the elevator and then back at the old man "Given your track record of how many students that left your office was barely clinging onto their sanity, I think I'll stay."

"Rey, this is important." his face was completely serious, the previous mischief was gone and he actually almost look like a man that's actually dependable. Almost.

The stare off the between the two continued silently as the spectator, which is I, watched in amusement while munching on another bag of popcorn.

In the intense battle of wilts where lightning was coming out of their eyes and colliding against one another, generating sparks that were flying everywhere (not really, but it sounded cooler). One could see that Miss Goodwitch was losing ground fast.

The old man used 'Serious face'. It was super effective.

In the end she sighed, slouching for a bit before standing back straight. She turning around and started walking away, clearly unhappy that she's leaving a teen with her troll of a grandfather.

She pat me on my shoulder sorrowfully as she pass by. I look up and saw her with a regretful expression on her face. "I'm sorry I cannot remain here to protect your sanity. But do not fret, you will not be the last one to leave this place nearly insane." she said before leaving me with the old man.

What she didn't know is that my sanity was damaged long ago, otherwise I wouldn't have a voice in my head. But hey, no one cares about him.

Oi, I heard that.

No offense meant.

None taken.

Silence descended upon the office. The two of us watch as the blond lady walk into the elevator before pressing a button and disappear as the door closes. We waited for a few moments before returning our attention to the matter at hand. The light mood from before slowly fades into a more serious one.

"Well, I'm impressed to see you fighting first hand." he commented offhandedly, leaning back on his comfy looking chair.

"Didn't you saw me fighting the thugs in the alley?" I asked, getting comfortable in mine as I expect this to take a while.

"Nah, it was too dark to see clearly." he wave his hand casually. "Now, on to business." he pull in his chair and sat straight, placing the fingers of both hands together and placing them near his mouth.

"Seeing that you're here means that you have questions you want answer to no?" he stated the obvious.

"No shit Sherlock." I said sarcastically and rolled my eyes. "So, you're a self-insert too? What did you change while you're here." I asked. Since he's here longer than me then I guess a lot would be changed and my foreknowledge about the series is not going to help me much anymore, even though it won't help much to begin with. Still, I need to make sure so I can adjust my plans for the foreseeable future.

He look somber for a moment before smiling. "Yes, I guess you could say that I'm a self-insert. And no, I didn't change anything at all. The plot for RWBY is still going on track as it should be, albeit a few thingamajigs that exists that should have never been invented or found in the first place *Cough*heroin*Cough*."

"Why not change anything at all?" I asked curiously. I mean, if I have the power to change things before it even began then I would gladly abuse it to the best of my abilities.

"Because I don't give a damn." he answered simply.

"Uh huh." I said flatly. "I suppose you sought me out for another reason then? Since you're not interested in messing with the plot and all, besides being the great grandfather of one Glynda Goodwitch."

"Oh, that. Well you see, it was a result of a very crazy party after a successfully mission that had an extremely low survival chance. In which involves shit ton of alcohol, delicious grubs and a broken condom." he started, trying to lighten the mood.

"Okay, I did not need to know that." I stopped myself from thinking about what he just said.

"Anyway, it didn't matter much since we were already married anyway." the old man said nonchalantly.

"You being her great grandfather is a big thing alright. It could change Glynda's personality and in turn mess with canon." I argue.

"Oh, you don't have to worry about that. Besides, you're going to mess with the plot anyway."

"I admit that I was but tell me, why shouldn't I worry about it? With you as a great grandfather I think Glynda would encourage Ruby happily for tying to stop Roman instead to being stern and uptight. That itself would have some sort of undesired effect and ended up causing a lot of problems later."

"Well, to answer your question you must first answer mine so it would be easier to explain. Have you played Fire Emblem: Awakening?"

I tilt my head at the sudden question that I wasn't expecting at all. "Er..yeah. I did, like years ago. What does it have to do with what we're discussing right now?"

"You see, when the characters have kids they all have the same personalities right? The only thing different is their hair and eye colour but otherwise everything else is the same."

I slowly think back to the past where I played the game. True to what he said, it's mostly the same personality but I'm guessing that's because the developers can't be bothers to make too many just because the father is different.

"The same thing applies here." he said.

"Wait, what!?"

"I'm saying that even if the father is different, the child would be the same as they're suppose to be, albeit a different hair colour. Like if you hook up and Summer and produce a little Ruby. She'll still be the same, maybe with a different hair or eye colour."

"Stop trying to ship me with Summer." I stood up and whack him with a paper fan before staring at said fan while wonder where the heck it came from.

"But I'm an old man. What else am I suppose to do but ship the younger generations. It's the only joy I have left." he pouted and look away.

"Ew, dude. No, just- just stop." I quickly look away from the horrible sight. Old people should not pout, it's disgusting to look at. I sat back down and toss the fan overhead and turning my sight back at the geezer.

"How are you so sure that they'll still be the same?" I couldn't help but wonder. He sounded completely certain about it too.

"I asked Rob." he said in a casual tone, like he's just stating the weather. "And no, you can't see him since he's extra wary of you since you proclaimed that you wanted to knee him in the balls." he interrupted before I get to say anything.

"Damn. No matter, I'll find a way eventually." I sigh dejectedly, disappointed that I couldn't get my hands on the omnipotent being. "Anyway, back to business. What's your reason for getting me to come to Beacon."

"Ah, to start explaining the reason why I wanted you here I would need to explain what had happened in the past." he begins. "Ahem, it started years ago when an I was still an immature SI that was sent to this world-"

As he started his story which is no doubt a very long one, I started to think about other interesting things instead to kill the time.

Shouldn't you be listening?

Nah, I'm more interested in the idea that Glynda's mum could essentially turn anything into a vibrating dildo and thus proving the fact that everything could be one if you're brave enough.

Even a cactus?

Especially a cactus.

"So, do you understand the story so far?" he finally finishes and took a sip of tea from the plain looking cup on his desk before leaning back on his chair.

Oh crap, what was he talking about again?

This is what happens when you don't pay attention.

How come you didn't then?

Dude, I'm you. If you're not paying attention then I'm not pay attention too. Try asking for a summarized version.

"Can you give me a summarized version?" I politely asked. The slight shaking of his head tells me that he knew that I wasn't listening to begin with.

He let out a breath before staring at me blankly "Due to the actions of my younger self and the jealousy of my friend, I indirectly created a faction called the 'Chaos Bringers' that should not have existed in the first place. The main goal of said faction is to destroy everything like any classical villain in the movies by using the powers of the Four Maidens. I already killed the leader of said faction but someone else took his place and I found out too late to do anything about it as years has already passed. Now that I'm too old to deal with it I needed someone else to before they could finish what the old leader had started." he finished with a wave of his hand for dramatic purpose.

"So basically, you just want me to clean up your mess?" I crooked my brow. Well, I've been taken advantaged of weirder reasons so I'm not really complaining about this.

"Yes" he admitted shamelessly.

"And you wanted me here at Beacon because?"

"Why, to train you of course. Don't tell me that you don't have any doubts in your abilities after fighting the young Arc." I winched when I was reminded of the fight. It was a complete disaster that fight was. I couldn't find a quick way to end it, it was dragged on longer than I'm used to and my stamina was running low. Prolonged fights are not my thing at all. I wanted to end things quickly but she just kept on getting back up like some sort of unrelenting pursuer. What did I do to get her attention in the first place anyway.

"Alright, I admit that I'm way out of my league compare to the Huntsmen or Huntress in Remnant." Heck, Juniper is only seventeen and she could practically kick my ass any day if I never fought dirty. How strong would she be a few years from now. She's already hard enough to fight as she is, she'd be a monster in a few years. Why do I get the feeling that my legs are in danger of being crushed.

"Well then, this brings us to another reason why I want you here." the old man replied. "I'm going to train you myself and there's nowhere else better to train someone in secret than in Beacon." he declared. "I did use the school budget to build a secret training facility after all."

I just stare at him blankly before replying. "No offense old man but shouldn't you be behind your desk doing paperwork?" I was skeptical at his sudden declaration.

"Pff, of course not. I let Rey-Rey do all the work while I goof off." he started laughing.

"You can do that?" I question curiously.

"I'm the principal, of course I can do whatever I want." he cross his arms, looking proud at what he could accomplish with his position.

"Okay, now that's just abusing your power as a principal. Why not let other teachers train me? They're strong right?" I couldn't help but wonder. It's not like the teachers in Beacon can't train me? They might be even better then the old man considering that they're born and raised in Remnant and therefore had been training since a very ripe young age.

"No, no they can't." he said somberly. "They're strong, no doubt about that. But their primary focuses are the Grimms. And we need them to train all the youngsters to be ready to face the Grimms as they are growing in numbers. I can't spare any just so they could personally train you. Besides, they don't even know of the threat that the group that poses nor do they even know of their existence. I highly doubt that I could just tell them to train someone specifically to kill other people without raising a bunch of questions." he sighed tiredly. "What I'm going to teach you is not something that the other teachers in Beacon should know about. I could teach you about the Grimms too while I'm at it so learning how to fight Grimms would be just an extra bonus."

"You're actually asking a random guy to kill people for you then? Don't you know that people have morals and asking them to just kill someone else could get you in jail?" I asked, completely baffled and causing him to laugh.

"Are you implying that you actually have morals?" he smirked knowingly at me.

"Well, not a lot. But what made you so sure that I don't have any with killing people the first place?" I challenged.

"That's because the only ones that Rob sent here are all...broken, in a sense. They all either had a traumatic experience some point in their lives that mind fucked them or had loose screws to begin with. And they all have one thing in common, they have no qualms about ending other people's lives as long as it suit their needs. And without a doubt, you're the same."

"I will neither confirm nor deny that statement." I said immediately.

"Come on, you know that it's true. We're just better at hiding how messed up we are than others."

Something he said caught my attention so I decided to use that to change the subject. "You said others. You mean that there's more?"

"Yes, there used to be." he nodded. "They're all dead now. The leader of the faction that I want you to hunt was also an SI but I took care of him a long time ago. It's the current leader that proves to be the most elusive. Here's a picture of the current leader of the Chaos Brings." He pull something out of the drawer and toss it to me.

I caught it mid-air easily enough and examine it. I was greeted by a picture of a dickbutt….when I flip it over I saw a troll face with the words 'You mad bro?' written on it.

Trolled.

I gave the principal my best 'are you serious' face, clearly unamused by his action. He gave a nonchalant shrug with a grin. "Sadly, there's nothing I can do about that since I never saw who it was that took his place. No matter how much I try, I just couldn't find the bastard so you'll have to get to him or her on your own. No one knows what they look like or who they are, not even their goons." he sighed tiredly.

He cap his hands together and rub it before placing them at his chair's armrest. "Since I'm done explaining why I want you here. It's up to you to make the decision. Now chose, to join or not to join." The glint in his eyes seem to be telling me that he already knew what my answer is going to be.

I rolled my eyes at him before tossing the picture away. "Fine, but I have a few conditions." I said sternly, my eyes never leaving his.

"Name it." he nodded with his eyes closed as if already expecting it.

"One, I get paid to do your dirty work. Two, if I want some materials or parts to make things with, no matter how illegal it is, you get it for me and I'll pay for it with the money I've earned and finally, you help me disappear from the face of the world, I want all traces of my existence gone." The first and second condition was so that I could continue making weapons and better gear so I won't get caught with my pants down with this so call faction that I'm hunting. A group started by an SI is always a pain in the ass for people to deal with. The third condition speaks for itself. With no record of me existing it would be harder to track down who's killing the faction's members.

This so called Chaos Bringers, if they plan on destroying the world like he'd said then it's best if I get rid of them sooner rather than later. Can't let them mess up what I had planned to do now can I?

He let out a hearty laugh before continuing "Deal, now that that's over and done with, let talk about getting you hook up with the young Rose." The mood instantly lightens and a shit eating smirk marries his face.

I groan loudly and my face met my palm. "Not this again. Seriously dude! I don't want to hook up with Summer. You said it yourself that we're all messed up in the head. I want her to be happy with someone that doesn't have loose screws or have their hands stained in blood. Besides, didn't I said I wanted to disappear." I glare at him, my annoyance was palpable for all to see.

"Oh, don't bother you'll end with being found eventually anyway, I'm helping you disappear anyway because it'll buy some time at least. Besides, I'm messed up in the head too, but I'm living a happily married life and besides you completely meet her standards." he tried to reason.

"How!?" I look puzzled, ignoring the part where he said that I couldn't disappear for long since I know it's true.

"You bake cookies right?" he said.

What does me baking cookies have anything to do with meeting her standards? "Yeah." I answered, still not getting the point.

"Then you totally meet her standards." he crooked a brow at me, amused at something that I couldn't quite catch.

"I don't get it." I tilt my head questioningly causing him to roll his eyes.

"Oh god, don't tell me I was like that before too." he mumbled while looking at the sky or in this case, the ceiling. "Look," he turn back to me. "lets try another approach. Does she meet your standards?"

"Well, she kinda did since she's so adorable when she's happy and fun to tease." I admitted on what I think about her without thinking.

"There you have it, you both meet each others standards. Why not just hook up and get it over with." he put out both his hands towards me, clearly trying to convince me to hook up with Summer just for his amusement.

"I don't think love works that way bud." I mean seriously, who falls in love in such a short time span.

Meanwhile, across the multiverse, most of the Disney princesses sneezed for no reason at all.

Really?

I dunno but I get the feeling that it happened.

"This is a world where people kept dying to monsters made from darkness everyday. Love is generally not a big deal as it was back in our world. Heck, the youngest legal age to marry is fourteen in Vacuo since the death rates there is the highest and they needed people to repopulate it."

"I still don't see what it has anything to do with me." I was really confused at where this is going.

"You just won't admit that you like her don't you." he frowned sadly that his fun was being denied.

"I have no idea what you're talking about. Besides, I want to keep at least some things canon for now."

Not going to do anything with Summer then?

Nah, I'm gonna let everything play out as it should and wait until Raven leave Tai for whatever reason and then pair him up with summer so that he could...I suddenly feel the urge to rip Tai's dick off for some reason.

And yet you wonder why.

What does that mean?

"Oh alright, enough of this then. It's getting late." he said dejectedly as he turn his chair around to look at the miniature city from his extremely large windows, or what ever people call them. The city lights were shining brightly enough for us to see it form here, one could tell that the city was as lively as ever.

"We'll continue with the Q and A's sometime in the future but for now it's time for your initiation test." He turn his chair back with a large grin on his face.

"Wait, wut?" my eyes widen in confusion since it's like ten already and I thought I was going to get a room so I could sleep peacefully before training starts.

"Your test of course. You thought you get to enroll into my school just like that just because you're an SI didn't ya?" his shit like grin intensified.

"Well yeah. I thought SI's were suppose to look out for each other." I accuse him of being a traitor to the SI code, not that it actually exist but meh, it sounded cooler.

"Well, you're out of luck lad, here's your first target." he toss a file from the drawer onto the table and I stood up to get it. Taking the file on my hand I noticed that there's only a few pieces of paper inside.

"Already? I mean you haven't even train me how to be an assassin yet." I open the file and look at a picture of a man with panda ears on him. There was another piece of paper that listed what kind of crimes he did and another one that gives me the basic information like his name, age and whatnot.

"Oh please, there's no need to lie about you being new to this. I need to see how well you do first so I will know what to improve on later. Besides, in a world where everyone basically have their own force field and is completely relying on it for survival your semblance gives your the most unfair advantage over them." he shrugged.

True to that, my semblance is just basically the best cheat tool ever. The ability to bypass Aura and go straight for the flesh. I think it also nullifies Aura enchantment too but I'm not quite sure about that yet. I think it has something to do with Juniper having too much Aura to nullify completely.

"There's not much for me to go with." I complained while looking through the file. There's nothing to tell me where I could find him or what kind of security he has. Heck, the only useful thing I got from this is what he looks like and what's his name.

"Of course there aren't. Most of the targets in the Chaos Bringers are the same so you'll have to get used to finding out yourself. Besides, you've played assassin creed right? Then you should have no problem in getting the information yourself with eavesdropping, trailing people, hacking into computers or just bugging people's rooms to find out more about your target." the old man close the drawer and turn back to me. "Well now, get going. We don't have all day and I need to start erasing evidence that you actually exist and I want to finish it before midnight just so I could get some shut eye." he wave me off and I started walking towards the elevator.

"Oh and do make it look like an accident." he added.

I stop midway and turn around to ask "Any final advices you can give me?"

The old man sat there thinking about what kind of wisdom he could impart with me just so I don't die miserably on my first job. "Our Auras are not as strong as the people of Remnant." he begins in a serious tone. "As you recall, Aura is the manifestation of our soul and it also gives us our semblance due to our character. The reason our Aura is weak is because our souls are not as powerful as the people of Remnant." he leans back onto his chair and place his arms on the armrest.

"The people here are born and raised in a world filled with creatures of the dark, threatening their very existence. They have slowly evolved over the centuries and learned how to refine their soul throughout the generations to reach this point. Us however, at best you can say that we're just intruders, meddling in a world where we shouldn't even exist in." he gave a tired laugh.

"Our souls, which came from a world where the only dangers are from illness, starvation and your fellow humans who lie, cheat and backstab for their own gain, are pathetically weak compare to the Remnant counterparts. We could still use them to block strikes or enhance ourselves but we can't do it for long or risk having Aura exhaustion and dying in the middle of a battle." he finishes somberly.

"A simple 'your Aura is weak as shit so don't get hit' would have suffice" I grumbled to myself and spoke up again. "So after getting rid of the group what's your plan next? You're not planning on stopping me from messing with the storyline right?" I ask the potential enemy sitting in front of me.

He stretched his arm out "Look at me boy, I'm old. There's not much time left in me and I know it." he place his hands back on the armrest. "Since I'm going to die anyway I don't really care what you do with the plot as long as you leave my precious family out of it." he smiled, but unlike the ones he had shown before, this smile was promising pain and suffering that could make any man wish for death if they cross him. The sight of it could unnerve any hardened veteran Huntsmen.

I smiled. This old man isn't the principal for nothing I suppose. Training under him would prove most interesting. "Don't worry old geezer, my plans would not involve your family since it generally involves saving the world and getting rid of racism in a very effective way, even if it would only last a few generations before Humans start getting jealous again."

You actually just forgot that Glynda existed until you met her mother and make a plan that didn't include her didn't you.

I didn't reply Brain but instead continue on "Oh and by the way, put on some freaking pants." I deadpanned

"You cannot deny me life's simple pleasures." he deadpanned back.

Yeah! You should just leave him alone. Don't you know how stuffy pants can be?

Whose side are you even on.

Brain didn't reply so I just turn around and press the button to summon the elevator. While waiting for it, I was reminded of something important and turn back to face the old man. He raise a brow but otherwise remain seated on his chair, doing nothing.

"Question, when I was fighting the robbers why is the my little pony theme playing on the background. It was a shitty choice of music to play." I asked seriously. Truth be told, I was rather surprised that music was actually playing in the background all of the sudden when I started charging towards the first guy. The theme was annoying when I was fighting them, why can't it be a cooler one instead.

Seriously? There was music playing in the background when you started fighting and you're complaining about it being a bad one? Why aren't you worried about where it came from in the first place?

Oh right. There's that too.

"Oh, that was a battle theme, everyone has one when things started to get serious." he answered equally serious. Apparently something like this is commonplace in Remnant.

"So you're saying that my battle theme is a my little pony song?" I expressed my shock through the act of widening my mouth and slapping my hands on my cheeks. I've been through hell and back and my battle theme is a fucking pony song!?

"Nah, it's not yours. It's still too early for you to have one so it's probably one of the robbers." he dismissed my worry with a small wave.

"Oh, Thank God!" I visibly shagged in relief. Thank god for small miracles that I don't have to listen to that everything I started fighting. The elevator chimed signaling that it has arrived. I turn around to see the door open before walking in with a stride.

I think that we're forgetting something here. Brain 'said' as I turn around in the elevator.

Like what?

Like where did the music came from?

Anime logic my friend. We do not question Anime logic.

Alright then, what about another thing that we're forgetting.

Again, like what? I asked as I pressed the button to the ground floor

What the fuck are the Four Maidens?

Oh, good point. I level my gaze at the Principal and open my mouth to ask the question, but before I could get a word out he spoke up instead.

"Oh, since we're doing this and all we need to get you a code name." he shouted out for me to hear from his seat. "From now on whenever you're on duty you will be called-"

The elevator door slammed shut as the old man finish saying the name that I would no doubt be using for a long while. At least it sounded cool.

A/N: Finally! After 4 weeks of downloading I've finally got Dragon Dogma: Dark Arisen. Now I can finally play the damn game that I've always wanted ever since it came out for the ps3.

Yeah, yeah, I know. I'm a shitty author. It might be my fault alone since I slept through my school days and thus lack the proper grammar and rich vocabulary needed to write a great story.

How did I learn my English in the first place you ask? Cartoon Network, Disney and Nickelodeon…. it's true, don't look at me like that. The only reason I know English is because I watch too much TV when I was younger.

Anyway, about this chapter. If it doesn't make any sense then I apologized for it. Please leave the question in the review and I'll try to address them on the next chapter. Would you believe this was originally suppose to be a 5k chapter? No? Oh well then.

I'll be trying to make things more serious if I can but given how badly this turned out I have no doubt that I won't succeed at all. Besides, I'm still testing out the waters so to speak. Seeing if I should use first person POV or just third person and changing writing style to see what fits. I've never wrote a series before so might as well use this as practice.

Anyway, is Summer ever going to see Alex again? Is Juniper going to break Alex's legs when she finally found him? Will Alex actually work up the motivation to do his laundry?

Find out never because we're getting a time skip. Oh, and we get to see Alex or Ruby or maybe both of them visiting Summer's grave….wait, was that a spoiler? Oops.

Maybe, it might not be what it seems. Who knows what might happen during or after the timeskip. Alex seem to be interested on keeping things canon for now while the Principal just doesn't care at all. Summer's death could've be faked...or not…. Maybe Alex was the one who killed her in the first place so that things could remain canon and won't interfere with his plans, whatever they are. So many possibilities. Is Summer even dead to begin with? I have no idea. Mwahahahaha.

And so, will I finally get the reviews that I've always wanted or will I be depressed that no one's reviewing and started sulking in the corner somewhere.

Anyway find out on the next chapter in like….a month or two...since I'll be busy playing Dragon Dogma for the time being. Also, I need to hammer out a plot because I only got the beginning and the ending in my head. What happens in between is still a pitch black blank. Ideas are welcomed, like seriously welcomed. Oh, and what's the average number of words in a chapter suppose to be? That would help too.

I've also wondered what STRQ's semblances would be, could anyone filled me in and can someone tell me what age Cinder and her group is in the main show?

Please review, I'm a very lonely person. D: