Looking back to Glynda Jorge gave a snap of his fingers and whatever was affecting her stopped. Almost instantly her eyes filled with rage.

"Who do you think you are, do you know what you have just done. You have destroyed the best hope this world had and for what."

Jorge had expected this response. He knew that while she was passive Glynda still saw everything that had just happened.

"Glyn," he said. His face took a somber form. He knew that this was going to hurt "When have I lied to you?"

He saw in her eyes that she believed him. He was many things but he wasn't a liar. She had always believed that it was mere coincidence that Gretchen's team had met a cruel fate when they did.

She had hoped that Junior's unexplained turn from right to wrong had been caused by some change of heart in his adulthood.

The more Glynda thought about all of it the more she realized that in a way she had always known and had simply refused to accept it.

"Jorge, is it true?" she asked one last time the pleading tone in her voice told Jorge that she was begging him to say yes.

With a tear in his eye, Jorge nodded solemnly. It was the straw that broke the camel's back. Or in this case, the last piece that reduced the mighty Glynda Goodwitch to a sobbing mess.

In a moment of great strength and wisdom, Glynda asked. "What about the children, what about them.?"

With a wave of his hand Ozpin's office began to change. The furniture was rearranged and in some cases, it was changed outright.

Having finished remodeling the room Jorge walked over to Glynda. He sat down next to her and waited. He knew the way Glynda thought and he knew that soon she would realize something that would hurt almost as much as realizing what Opzin was.

As though it was on queue with him thinking it she looked at him through bloodshot eyes and said only one word.

"Summer?"

the question was more of a statement. She was realizing what had happened. During their time at Beacon Glynda and Summer had been friends, good friends. So good in fact the when Summer died Glynda wanted to step in an be a sort of mother figure to the girls. She was ultimately talked out of it by Ozpin.

Jorge hoped that she wouldn't understand why. Ozpin wanted Ruby to know as close to nothing about her mother as possible. He knew that Tai wouldn't talk about it too much and Yang didn't know a lot, to begin with.

If this happened then he would have a monopoly on the knowledge that he may be able to use as leverage. And by controlling what Ruby hears about her mother then she would only be able to learn from the mistakes that Ozpin wants her to learn from.

What's more, he would be able to control the truth. If no one else was willing or able to talk about Summer then Ozpin could make shit up and Ruby would have no reason or choice to not believe him.

The very thought of how Ozpin saw these kids made Jorge sick. The monster saw weapons, Not children.

In truth, Jorge had wanted to do this for a long time now. But he knew that the backlash for him killing Ozpin would be severe. Even though Ozpin used a commonly light power in his aura his aura was a reflection of his soul which was evil. As such the universe would not be happy about Jorge getting rid of him. And it would send in another dark figure to take his place.

Turning to Glynda Jorge said. "Glynda, I need to ask you to do three things."

Without hesitation Glynda answered. "yes, sir"

"First," he said "page Ms. Rose and lift the lockdown.

Glynda nodded and Jorge continued. "Second never call me sir again, I am not the kind of person you should be talking to like that."

The confused face he received was what he had expected he would get. "Glyn you just had your entire view of what a good man is turned on its head. You are going to try to find someone you can build that idea back around. You need to know so you need to find him. And I can assure I am not him."

Placing his hand on her shoulder he said. "And that leads me to my third thing. You are in no condition to be a headmistress of a school. I want you to head out for a while, your pension still stands. Now go, and I don't want to see you until you are ready to do this job again. And Glyn," he made sure that she was listening to the final part.

"If you can't find it in yourself to come back. That is FINE, you have been through a lot in the last three minutes. If you just can't do this anymore no one can hold that against you. Now go."

With his words said Jorge went over and sat in his chair. Where Ozpin had an expensive and handmade chair Jorge had replaced it with a simple wooden desk chair. He found it more fitting for the headmaster of a school to have a seat that reflected that.

As Glynda left she turned and gave the new room one last look. Jorge had moved the windows so that instead of one window behind him that would shine sunlight in face of whoever entered the room the sunlight was instead being cast FROM the elevator side of the room. This was to take away the intimidation of a student visiting the headmaster's office. He had also added warm yellow drapes to the windows. That way the room was cast in an inviting light.

All in all, there was a new person in charge of Beacon and things weren't going to be the same.