Lucas stood on his square overlooking the emerald forest, wondering what kind of drugs Ozpin had in his coffee. The guy had just told them to search through the grim infested forest and find some relics. Only problem was, the forest was over a hundred feet down. Worst of all, no parachutes! One by one, the students were launched into the air. Not one of them backed out, making Lucas pretty sure he was surrounded by madmen.

Right before it was his turn, Lucas looked at Ozpin. "If I die, please tell me your coming for my body." Ozpin grinned.

"Nope." Twang. Lucas shot through the air like an arrow, screaming the whole way up. But that was all over when he thought of Velvet. She had given him her adorable smile when she bade him good luck that morning, so he had to survive. Thinking fast, Lucas unslung his rifle and used the recoil to try to slow his descent. He also spread out his body to increase air resistance. He was about to hit the first branches when he rolled midair, distributing the impact all over his body, and planted his feet evenly on on a thick branch. Their was a loud crack and the branch fell, Lucas jumping upon hearing the noise. This time the branch he landed on didn't break.

Lucas wheeled around and trained his rifle on the cliffs, determined to blast Ozpin in the face. Using his semblance, he magnified his eyesight. He could see the cliffs. He could see launch pads. But he couldn't see Ozpin. "Lucky bastard." Lucas muttered as he climbed down the tree. "I would have blasted that stupid coffee mug right out of his hand and see if he cried."

Lucas quickly scanned the area for heat signatures. A collection of people and grim glowed red in his eyes, some of the students had already found partners. He changed visions and scanned for any land marks. John had hinted about the relics being in a semicircle on stone pillars, apparently part of old ruins. Before he could locate his target, he located something more important.

Lucas spied a battle going poorly. Normally he would leave the person alone to their own fight, but he could see that the person was unarmed. Lucas couldn't get a clear shot through the foliage, so he took off at a run. The person was fighting a beowolf, so if he turned to run the agile creature would tear him to shreds.

Once he had a clear line of fire, Lucas let off a shot. He never missed. The beowolf's head exploded, the body falling limp next to the downed teen. Lucas walked the last 200 yards and inspected his kill.

"Thanks." The teen who Lucas had just saved told him. Lucas sized him up. He had gray hair and steel gray eyes. Apparently he liked the color gray because he wore a gray tee shirt and gray cargo pants. Lucas realized that the teen was not unarmed, and was sporting 2 daggers in gray sheaths. And to top off the outfit, gray wolf ears and tail!

"By any chance, is your name gray?" Lucas asked and the wolf cracked a grin. It made him look even more like a wolf.

"No, but I wouldn't mind the name." The teen stretched out his hand and Lucas shook it. "Now that we're teammates, my name is Eric Smalls. What's yours?"

"Lucas Cain." He pointed at the weapons on Eric's belt. "Why weren't you using those?" Eric immediately started to stutter, denying he had any reason to feel threatened. In response Lucas nudged the beowolf with his foot.

"Ok, fine. I was caught off guard. Happy?"

"I am satisfied." He said. He nodded to the north east. "The relics are this way. Can you walk?"

"Of course I can walk!" Eric bristled at the remark. He had started to storm off when Lucas told him he was going the wrong way. He immediately turned around and started to walk the right way. "I meant to do that."

"Uh-huh." Lucas took the lead, setting off at a quick jog, his eyes turning red. "Let's get going, fido." He weaved his way through the trees, generally avoiding any grim he spotted. The pair arrived at the ruins ahead of the other students. For relics, their were sixteen daggers with various gems sitting out on the pedestals. Eric picked up the emerald dagger inspecting the blade with an expert eye.

"Now what?" The wolf faunus asked, playing with the weapon. Eric was obviously very skilled, passing the spinning blade flawlessly from hand to hand. Lucas was fascinated by the display, temporarily forgetting he was in hostile territory.

"Now we head back." Lucas turned on his semblance and located the cliffs. Eric noticed his eye color changing and rings appearing and disappearing in his eye. Lucas's eyes changed from red, to white, and than finally to green again. "Race ya'." He said. The pair took off, determined to outrun each other.

"Charles Gwen, Olympia Pendal, Lucas Cain, and Eric Smalls. Led by, Lucas Cain." The auditorium applauded as the teens came on stage. Ozpin stood on stage with his signature cup of coffee. "You four retrieved the Emerald dagger. From now on you four will be known as team COLE." There was one last applause and the team took a seat. Lucas was surprise that he was appointed leader, but he vowed to live up to the title.

"Nice to meat you." Olympia said quietly as they watched another set of students get called to the stage. She was rather tall, standing at 5'9. She had pretty blue eyes that gleamed with energy. She had long brunette hair that fell past her shoulder. She was thin and light, making it look like she was an elf if it weren't for the fox ears and bushy tail. Charles kept shooting glances at her, looking away quickly. The boy had dirty blond hair and was about the same size of Lucas and Eric. He was more muscled than the rest of the group, his arms lean and powerful. He also had golden lion eyes.

"The pleasure is mine." He responded, returning his attention to the stage. The last team had taken the stage, the assembly coming to an end. The students flooded out, going every which way. Lucas led his team up the stairs and to their room on the second floor. The room was empty and had four beds and wardrobes. A bathroom was located just in the door.

Lucas tossed his bag on the bed on the far side of the room. The rest of the team did the same, Charles giving off the most amusing expression when Olympia chose the bed next to his. Olympia, fortunately for him, didn't notice.

"I still don't see why you get to be leader." Eric said as he plopped down on his bed. He had chosen the one closest to the door, right next to Charles's.

"Because the big bad wolf can't even take on a beowolf." Eric flinched as Charles laughed at the quick remark. Lucas had pretty much taken all the kills between the pair, mainly because Eric kept getting distracted and running straight into grim.

"It only happened once." Eric exclaimed. As usual, his quick temper was on the front burner.

"Once on the way to the relics, five times on the way back." Lucas counted on his fingers. Eric shut up as he started to describe each encounter in detail. He was halfway through the one when Eric had ran straight into an ursa when his scroll went off. "Got to go. The bunny's calling." He left the room and ran down the hall, jumping the stairs, nothing existed in the world to stop him from being with Velvet.