Pre-Canon, The Light of the Soul
"What do you want?" = Regular speech
'Alright let's do this!' = Thoughts
"Yes who is this?" = Speech through a Scroll
"Arkos!" = Combo's
A/N/S: = Author note Shiro
A/N/W: Author Note Wave
-S- = Small time skip
-L- = Large time skip

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Ozpin's Office – 11:00 AM, 1 year before canon

It was a beautiful summer day. The sun was shining bright, the birds were chirping happily, it wasn't too hot and the breeze made for an overall pleasant feel if one were to go outside. This was one of those days where everyone got the urge to just relax lay down and enjoy life, forgetting about its troubles for a few hours until one had to eventually get up again and continue with their routine. Sadly not everyone could enjoy summer days such as these when they came around, even if they would have wanted too.

One of those people was looking out the window of the tower he was in, deep in thought about recent events. As the man continued staring out into the distance he slowly took a sip of his coffee. He doesn't know why but for as long as he remembers coffee has helped him relax and think clearly. Which is why he is usually seen walking around with a mug filled with coffee in his hand. That and he might admit that he has a small addiction to the godly fluid.

With a heavy sigh the man turned around, revealing himself to be Beacon's beloved headmaster, Ozpin. As he slowly walked to his desk, his trusty cane making a tapping sound every time it hit the floor, he continued to think. These two children he found yesterday, Shiro Makkuro and Wave Night, they were a complete mystery to him. Where did they come from? How did they end up in the Emerald Forest? And why does he sense that they are special somehow?

They both claim to have amnesia, while that could very well be the case he has yet to have had a chance to ask them anymore questions on what they remember since they instantly passed out after they told him their names. He is hoping to ask them a few questions once they are healed and up for it. However seeing as both didn't have their aura's unlocked yet that could take some time, maybe he could do something about that…

For now however he needs to decide what to do with these children. His instincts say that these two boys are quite special and have important roles to fill in the future. What makes them special and what those roles are however he doesn't know. What he does know is that their souls burn bright emitting a desire to do good and a determination to help others wherever they can, he honestly is quite surprised that their aura's aren't unlocked yet.

Having made his decision Ozpin leans his cane against the desk as he seats himself in his comfy desk chair. He takes another sip from his coffee before he reaches for his scroll. Opening his scroll Ozpin starts searching for a specific person that he needs to call.

Having found the person he was looking for he takes another sip of his coffee before he presses the call button and starts to wait patiently for the other person to pick up.

It didn't seem like he had to wait long however as a deep baritone voice was heard through the phone. "Hello? Ozpin? Is there something you need?" The stranger asked sounding slightly sleepy.

Ozpin swiveled his chair around so he looked out the window as he spoke up. "Yes I do. I need a favor from you."

"What do you need?" The stranger once again questioned sounding slightly more alert this time.

"I need you to come to Beacon for the time being. There are matters that require your expertise." Ozpin explained as he focused his vision on the infirmary section of the school.

"What kind of matters do you need me to go all the way to Beacon for? You know I'm currently in Atlas. It will take a few hours before I will arrive at Beacon." The stranger explained to Ozpin.

"I know. However something has come up, something unexpected. And because of this I need your help." Ozpin replied, he really was one of the best for what was needed to be done, there were others that could help as well but he was Ozpin's first choice.

"Alright then, I will be on my way. See you soon Oz." And with that the unidentified caller hung up their scroll.

After the call was hung up Ozpin continued to look out of his window, sipping from his mug every now and then. 'Now that that is taken care of we can continue, anyone else we would possibly need should be close by enough.' Ozpin thought as he once again focused his sights on the infirmary. "I suppose they are awake by now." The headmaster speculated as he took a final sip from his mug, emptying it, and stood up. He grabbed his cane before he continued on towards the elevator and then down towards the infirmary… Right after he made a stop by the cafeteria to refill his empty mug.

Once Ozpin reached the cafeteria he got a message on his scroll from the school nurse, Jade Verdant, that both Wave and Shiro had woken up. "Ah, that saves me some time in waiting for them to wake up." Ozpin noted contently as he filled his mug with more coffee.


-S-


Beacon Infirmary – 10:30 AM, 1 year before canon

As the nurse silently enters the room she sees her two latest patients both still asleep on their beds. Seeing that they are still asleep she briefly checks the bandages of both patients to see if any of the wounds might have opened. Since both patients are still asleep her check is mostly a quick scan of the bandages and wounds she can see and not the ones that are covered up. As she finishes checking up on the boy named Shiro she swore she saw his eyes flutter open in her direction, however when she looked back they were closed. She shrugged her shoulders and walked out, she would check on them again in 30 minutes.

As the nurse left the room Shiro opened his eyes again. Since he was quite the light sleeper he woke up the moment the nurse opened the door, if it wasn't for the fact that he was so extremely tired he would have already woken up when she checked up on them 2 hours ago, but alas that didn't happen.

After he looked around for a quick moment trying to figure out where he was again he remembered yesterday's events. 'That's right we got killed, met Monty, changed appearance, de-aged, reincarnated into RWBY, ran from a pack of Beowolves, fought a pack of Beowolves, got our asses handed to us by a pack of Beowolves and then we got saved by Ozpin… By Oum we had a tiring day.' As Shiro finished that thought he tried to sit up only for pain to quickly surge through his torso. If it weren't for all the pain he endured during his martial arts training, which was brutal he might add, he would have probably yelled out. Instead of yelling out however he let out a few slightly audible pained grunts waking his friend Wave after the first few.

As Wave woke up he blinked a few times so that his eyes could adjust to the bright light that came in from the windows. After his eyes were adjusted he started to slowly look around, eyes eventually landing on the cause of him waking up; his grunting friend. "Hello there~." Wave said sleepily and also somewhat weakly.

Still grunting in pain Shiro bit it back as he replied. "Yo, morning." Shiro grunted. "Do not try to sit up, you'll regret it." He finished as he was finally seated up, after a lot of pain, but he would be damned if he would give up when he was already halfway there.

A few moments later the nurse came in through the door, after hearing pained grunts and the sound of talking she immediately made her way towards her patients. When she saw one sit up however she got slightly annoyed. "What are you doing? In your condition you shouldn't just sit up like that!" The nurse berated Shiro as he scratched the back of his head sheepishly. He had to admit it this nurse didn't look bad with her long flowing black hair, jade eyes and a body that was curvy in all the right places. What? He was 23 before he died, cut him some slack. (A/N/W: 23 and still a virgin.) (A/N/S: Fuck you.)

"Ah I'm sorry miss…?" Shiro inquired.

"Ah! How rude my name is Jade, Jade Verdant." The nurse apologized as she walked over to Wave to check his wounds.

"Jade, that's a nice name, it fits your eyes." Shiro complimented the nurse with a small smile. "It looks like I'll be in your care, please do take good care of me." He finished off with a wink and a nod with his head, to which Jade blushed slightly.

As Wave saw the exchange happening he couldn't help but roll his eyes. 'We've been on Remnant for only one day and he's already hitting on a nurse, the first girl he has seen since he came here, typical.' As he saw the nurse walk towards him he spoke up. "No need to check me first, this idiot got hit more, he tried to take on five of them at once." Wave fired back trying to make his friend look bad.

Shiro frowned at his friends comment as he turned to look at him rather quickly, which caused him to cringe from the pain.. "That is because I'm the only one with any form of official martial arts training, so I had to protect you." Catching the confused look from the nurse Shiro remembered that both he and Wave claimed to suffer from amnesia so he quickly tried to act his way out. "Wait- How- I-I think I remembered something."

"You are starting to get your memories back?" The nurse questioned as she got closer. Meanwhile Shiro could see Wave facepalm from the corner of his peripheral vision.

"I-I don't know. It just popped up I guess." Shiro laughed nervously. "I can't remember anything else yet."

The nurse nodded slightly saddened at the fact that both boys, so young, had lost their memories. "Well since your friend kindly offered for you to go first…" Jade said with a small hint of sarcasm. "I will check up on you first. Lets first see if no wounds opened up in your sleep… and since you so stubbornly moved." She finished with a playfully annoyed glare.

"Alright no problem with me. You can check up on me any time." Shiro flirted once again, earning him another blush and a pulse of pain as the nurse put some pressure on one of his wounds. He had to try really hard to keep in a pained yelp.

"Hmm, looks like you got hit pretty bad here during your fight earlier." Jade hummed with an evil glint in her eyes as she put a bit more pressure on the bruise.

"Yeh, that's where a Beowolf slammed into him during the fight." Wave lazily commented as he was quite amused by the entire situation.

Grunting out despite the pain Shiro spit back. "That's because I pushed you out of the way when he was charging at you. I was protecting you." Shiro released a pained breath as he continued to try his hardest to net let a pained cry escape him.

"I see. Didn't do a good job of that did you." Wave said as dryly as he possibly could.

"…"

"I'm not even going to respond to that." Shiro deadpanned before he flinched in pain as the nurse check another sore spot. Meanwhile Wave just smiled victoriously at his poor, poor friend.

"Do you two always argue like this?" Jade questioned as she continued to check over Shiro's wounds and replace the bandages where necessary.

"Basically." Wave said while Shiro bit back another pained cry.

After a while both of the boys where checked by Jade. While Wave was being checked up Shiro fired a few shots in his direction, not that Wave cared very much anyway. So when he saw that didn't work he switched back to flirting with the nurse when a good opportunity presented itself. (A/N/W: None of the shots were that good anyway.) The flirting yielded somewhat better results? At least Shiro thought. He could see the nurse blush a bit at a couple of his comments. But when he really started to think things through he finally stumbled across the fact that he looked and for all intents and purposes was 16 now not 23. So this is probably extremely weird and awkward for Jade. Then again… after all the anime he watched and fanfiction he read he thought it wasn't too weird. And hey, maybe she didn't find it weird either. It was a win, win for him no matter what. After a while in Wave's checkup both Jade and Shiro noticed that he'd fallen back asleep.

"Really… And he says I have a problem with food." Shiro muttered angrily. "No, he has a problem with sleeping." Shiro's complaining was rewarded with a quite chuckle from Jade and a small snort from Wave.

After Jade had left Shiro immediately tried to wake up Wave, why you may ask. Well Jade said she'd tell Ozpin both boys had woken up and Shiro figured Ozpin would question them about their amnesia, so both needed to get the story straight and say the same otherwise they were fucked. "Oi, Wave wake the fuck up."

"…"

"For fuck sakes. Well you asked for it." Looking around the vicinity of his bed Shiro spotted a roll of bandages left by Jade. 'Now I just need to… Ready, Aim, Fire!' And while he was trying to aim for Wave's chest the roll went slightly off and instead… It hit him square in the face.

The instant the roll hit wave jumped awake, immediately regretting it the second after as pain flooded his senses. "What the hell?! Where was that for?!" Wave said surprisingly calm, although with a lot of venom.

"Well you didn't wake up."

"Why do you want me up?" Wave questioned sending a light glare towards his black haired companion as he was annoyed that his sleep was taken from him.

"Well remember that we-" Shiro cut himself off quickly searching the room for any form of hidden camera's Ozpin might have installed. Luckily not finding any.

"What's got you in a bind?" Wave asked curiously at his friends weird behavior.

"Well you know the theories concerning Ozpin right?"

"Nope."

"What? Dude how do you not… Never mind not the time. Anyway some theories are that he has camera's everywhere, and I literally mean everywhere… Anyway that's what I was checking for, don't want him to hear what we have to say." Shiro clarified. Really his paranoia isn't that unrealistic, he has read many a fanfic where Ozpin knew everything, even things that were discussed in private… Naturally he got warry of the man right now. "Anyway we need to flesh out a backstory for us. We claimed amnesia right? So we need a story. I once read about a specific kind of amnesia, retrograde amnesia is what it's called. Basically what it comes down to is that if you have retrograde amnesia you often don't remember anything before a certain event. That event either led to traumatic brain injury or an extremely traumatic experience. And I thought what would be a better traumatic experience than a Grimm-"

Right when Shiro was in the middle of his explanation he was cut off by Wave. "Yeh, yeh, I get it, I know what you are going for." He obviously knew he meant a Grimm attack on a village they lived at, that certainly would do enough for a traumatic experience. He just didn't want it said out loud in regards to what Shiro previously mentioned about Ozpin having camera's everywhere.

Not really amused by the fact that he was cut off Shiro took a few moments to glare are his friend. "I really do hope you know what I mean… Anyway, regarding what we know or remember about the attack should not be much. We shouldn't mention any names because Ozpin will certainly try and track those down. Just some hazy ima-" And for the second time today Shiro got cut off.

"Yeh, yeh, some flashes of red, Grimm and you getting hit." Wave stated an amused smirk at his companions irritated scowl. He honest to Oum loved to annoy his friend to death. "Anyways dude I catch on pretty fast, you know that, stop monologuing."

"…" Shiro was quietly planning his friends untimely demise when he fortunately for said friend regained his cool. "You know I like well written stories and thought out plans. Anyway no I can't be injured since there is no older injuries on my person, that wouldn't fit. Just say you remember screaming instead of me getting hit." Shiro stated sighing from frustration.

"Alright, alright. But if they ask for anymore details you are getting hit." Wave smirked as he laid back down on his bed relaxing.

"By Oum he will be the death of me!" Shiro quietly seethed as he gritted his teeth. "No me getting injured! The fact that I have no older injury already indicates you are lying. We are on very thin ice here!"

"No, no, you are on thin ice. I'm fine." Wave said as he tried to go back to sleep.

"Wave! Can you take this seriously for once! If we fuck up here we fuck up our chances to get into Beacon, to follow team RWBY, JNPR and CFVY! And we fuck up our chances to help out!" Shiro raged getting pretty damn tired of his friend's no fucks given attitude. Really if they fuck up here they fuck up everything.

"Yeh, yeh. Relax, sheesh. What's got your knickers in a twist?" Wave asked as he opened one of his eyes to eye his companion out of the corner of his eye.

Shiro didn't even dignify that questioned with a response at first. Choosing to rather try and kill his companion with a glare than explain the situation. However he relented seeing that it (sadly) didn't work. "Wave, we are in the world of our dreams right now. This chance won't happen again, and whether it goes right or wrong all depends on if we manage to get on Ozpin's good side." He explained calmly as a tried to get through to his friend once more. "Besides if you fuck this up, you basically fuck your chances up with 'her'."

"That's fair." Was the only reply Shiro managed to get out of his black haired friend before he closed his lone eye again and went back to sleep. Or tried to. He didn't get very far as Ozpin choose to enter the room about a minute later. As Wave opened his eyes again he sent a look of 'Aren't you glad I ended the conversation.' to Shiro whom only rolled his eyes in response.

"Hello there, I see you both are awake. Or well at least one of you is awake." Ozpin says with a chuckle as Wave gave him a peace sign and tried to sit up slowly despite the pain. "So…

'Do you want to build a snowman.' Shiro thought for some random reason, when Ozpin started that sentence.

Just like Shiro, Wave also thought something weird when Ozpin started that sentence. 'Do you want to play a game?'

"How are both of you feeling right now?" Ozpin asked as he sipped from his coffee which he just freshly got from the cafeteria. Shaking both of the boys out of their weird fantasies at the time.

"Proffe-" Wave tried to start before being cut off by Shiro.

"Like I just got hit by a bullhead, did anyone get the license plate?" Shiro groaned out while wave looked at him and audibly sighed. Ozpin merely chuckled at the exchange.

"So… Professor Ozpin, right? Where are we?" Wave asked Ozpin who just looked at him amused, Shiro meanwhile looked at his friend with a deadpan.

"Well I guess it is entirely possible you forgot what I said before you fell unconscious yesterday. You both are in Beacon academy, the infirmary to be more specific." Ozpin chuckled. "Of course it does look rather barren without all the students around."

"That makes sense." Wave replied as he nodded sagely.

"Thanks again by the way for saving us. If it weren't for you we would have been dead." Shiro thanked his savior once again, ignoring his friend trying to look like a sage.

"No need to thank me. As a huntsman it is my job to make sure everyone is safe from the threat of the Grimm, and as a headmaster of a huntsman school even more so." Ozpin deflected the compliment as he took another sip from his delicious coffee.

"Huntsman you say… Can you teach us?" Wave asked quite giddy excitement present behind his eyes. Even if his body didn't betray any of it.

"Perhaps, however I came here to ask you both a couple of questions."

"Alri-" As Shiro tried to get his voice in there he was once again cut of by a well timed response from Wave. Slowly getting more and more annoyed.

"Shoot." Wave simply said.

"Well first of all. How much do you both still remember?" Ozpin questioned as he leaned his cane against the wall grabbing a chair for himself to sit on. Once seated like the badass he is he crosses his legs and sips from his coffee.

Both boys look at each other for a few seconds. As Wave looked at Shiro, Shiro swore he saw a mischievous glint in his eyes. He sent him a look back saying 'Oh no you don't.' before he tried to speak up. However Wave was first once again.

"Well-"

"You know there were flashes of red and orange, some Grimm and people screaming, the whole shebang." Wave explained nonchalantly.

Ozpin quirked one of his eyebrows at this response. Wave acted quite nonchalantly for Grimm attack survivor. Suppose since he doesn't remember it that well the emotions aren't there either.

"It was mostly hazy anyway." Wave nonchalantly covered up, noticing his mistake.

"Hmm, and you Mr. Makkuro?" Ozpin now asked Shiro, turning his attention to him. "What do you still remember?"

Closing his eyes in concentration for a second Shiro answered. "Well just like Wave, everything is foggy and unclear I can't really remember much aside from a lot of fire, chaos, screaming and Grimm." Shiro said as he opened his eyes, staring at the headmaster with a solemn look on the outside. On the inside though he was glad that he finally got a word in, he knew that Wave could be this annoying but Oum damn it, this is ridiculous.

"Is there anything else you can remember? Try to focus." Ozpin advised the two as he leaned forward in his chair, intently staring at both of the boys.

Wave looks over at Shiro pensively for a moment, a mischievous glint in his eyes. Shiro was about ready to jump him and punch him in the face thinking that he would fuck up everything for the both of them. That is when he turned to Ozpin and said. "No I don't remember anything else, what about you Shiro? Do you remember anything else."

Hearing Wave not fuck up their chances, Shiro relaxed back into the hospital bed as he sighed from relief. "Well… I do actually. I remember I had martial arts training but not much else. I don't specifically know the moves most I did yesterday came from muscle memory." Shiro explained, he already mentioned it to the nurse. And since she would surely relay this to Ozpin there was no need for him to lie about it.

"That's interesting. Do you remember what style of martial arts you were taught? I couldn't catch any of your moves on my way over." Ozpin asked, intrigued about Shiro's past training. Any information he could get about the two was welcome.

"I think it was something with a T… Three words but not much else. I don't even know how good I am at it." Shiro muttered as he pretended to rack his brain for any information. Of course he knew what martial arts it was and since he had a black belt and was an assistant trainer he wouldn't call himself helpless.

Wave covertly shook his head as he rolled his eyes. 'He's bragging again.' He has seen him do this time and again, and frankly it could get quite annoying. Shiro always did this when he met new people, he liked to make good impressions or at least try to. Unfortunately for Wave he couldn't knock him down a few pegs because that would reveal stuff.

Ozpin hummed in thought for a few seconds as he racked his brain for the names of all of the kinds of martial art styles he has heard of before. Even with Shiro's limited information he quite easily came across Tae-Kwon-Do. A martial arts style mainly focused on using the feet to perform fast kicking techniques. "Could it perhaps be Tae-Kwon-Do?" Ozpin asked the ruby eyed boy before him.

"I-I, don't know? Maybe?" Shiro hesitantly answered as he tried to feign a look of uncertainty, luckily he has lied himself out of many a situations he didn't want to be in in his past life. Just like Wave lying came natural to him, just as small bits of acting. After thinking about Wave, Shiro looked at him questioningly.

"Why are you looking at me? How should I know, I'm in the same boat as you. Besides its not like its my martial arts training." Wave shrugged as he kicked back into his bed, arms resting behind his head. As he lazily turns to Ozpin. "So… Professor Ozpin, can we become Huntsman?"

Shiro looked at Wave from the corner of his eye surprised and slightly concerned about his silent friends bold statement, Wave usually has more tact than this. So something was definitely off.

As Wave caught Shiro's glance from his peripheral vision he thought to himself. 'Yeh, if I let Shiro talk more than he already has he'll mess up.' (A/N/S: You give me way too less credit here.) Not that he didn't have faith in Shiro, the small sliver of faith was more than enough for this situation. Although he did kind off trust him with his life back there. Regardless this conversation was heading absolutely nowhere.

Ozpin wasn't really as surprised as one would expect with the sudden question Wave dropped. In fact he was quite pleased to see such eagerness, even if contained and hidden, in the youth these days. "Quite eager to become a Huntsman aren't you? Even so being a Huntsman isn't easy and there will be many obstacles and challenges in your way." Ozpin stated, with such a practiced ease, almost as if he had said it countless times before.

"Don't worry sir, I'm more than ready for the challenge." Wave stated confidently as he sat up, cringing since he was still injured. Even if his injuries were far less than his friend's, which he was silently thankful for, but why would he show it? This was obviously a lot more amusing to him.

Ozpin turns to Shiro who was casually observing the scene playing out in front of him. He really had to try extremely hard to keep his inner fanboy from bursting out. "And what about you, Mr. Makkuro?" He questioned taking a very slow sip from his coffee.

"Well… I, no we, have no where else to go. So if Wave is up for it what kind of friend would I be if I let him follow this path on his own.-

"A bad friend." Wave quietly muttered.

"Besides I think from the little bit that you told us, and the gut feeling that I have, that being a Huntsman is pretty awesome. So why not." Shiro shrugged as he finished of his reason on why he'd want to become a Huntsman.

Wave looks over to Shiro as he speaks up. "You talk too much."

"Meh. Talking is the best way to convene your thoughts." Shiro shrugged in response.

"I don't need to know all of your thoughts though, thank you." Wave grumbled in his usual grumpy manner as he looked back to an amused Ozpin.

As Ozpin chuckled in amusement gaining the attention of the two bedridden teens, he spoke up again. "So you two want to become Huntsman? However you do not seem to have any proper training nor your aura's unlocked. You both wouldn't be able to fit in with the students here at Beacon, not to mention that you are a year too young to attend Beacon." Ozpin noted as he looked intently at both teens before him. As Ozpin said this he could see the disappointment on Shiro's face while Wave meanwhile look determined.

However that look didn't last as an overwhelming sense of determination flooded through Shiro as he replied, cutting of Wave whom was about to say something. "Then we'll train! You said we were a year too young right? Then we'll use that year to get stronger and earn our place here! We won't give up and we won't back down, not now not ever!" Shiro said his face full of determination and conviction as he clenched his fists together.

Wave raised a curious eyebrow at his friend's over zealous behavior but didn't comment on it. Instead he chose to examine Ozpin and his reaction, after all this was somewhat along the lines of what he himself would say.

Ozpin was once again pleased with the reply he got, albeit slightly surprised. From the conversation he has had with the two he expected Wave to jump in and bargain with him instead Shiro, whom has been quite for most of the conversation jumped in. With quite the amount of determination and fire in his eyes if he may add. After a long tense silence Ozpin took a final sip from his mug as he returned his gaze upon the two friends. "That is exactly what I wanted to hear."

""So you'll train us?!"" Both Wave and Shiro exclaimed as they jumped up in their beds, immediately regretting their decision as pain surged through both of their bodies.

Chuckling once more at the antics of both teens Ozpin answered their question. "Yes, I will make sure the both of you are up to Beacon standards after one year. It will be a long and harsh journey however but I believe you two can do it." Ozpin reassured the duo. If only he knew about their accelerated learning ability that Monty gave them to catch up.

"How do you plan on doing that?" Wave asked as he looked curiously at the headmaster. He obviously knew about the ability Monty gave them, however Ozpin did not. So if he believed that he could get two teens, with no prior combat experience up to Beacon standards within one year, he wanted to know how.

As Wave already expected Ozpin's answer didn't really reveal anything of importance, if anything at all. "I have my ways." He just calmly replied to the question that was asked. "However before we start there is something more important to be done." Ozpin declared as he stood up from his chair.

"And that would be?" Shiro asked curiosity evident in his blood red orbs, as well as maybe the tiniest bit of excitement since he might already have an idea what it was.

"You'll see in a second." Ozpin once again cryptically answered as he took a few steps so he stood in between the beds the two teens were laying on. As he put his coffee mug down on the stand he extended both of his hands so that they hovered above their chests.

A green aura started to envelope Ozpin from head to toe almost like it rolled off of him in waves. Jade could be seen slowly peeking her head through the doorway as she looked inside the room in wonder. As Ozpin's aura finally extended all the way to his finger tips he began to speak. "For it is in passing that we achieve immortality. Through this, we become a paragon of virtue and glory to rise above all, infinite in distance and unbound by death. I release thy soul, and by thy shoulder protect thee and guide thee through my immortal wisdom." With each passing word Ozpin spoke A crystal clear ocean blue hue began to form around Wave, as a similar crimson red hue enveloped Shiro. Their eyes widened as they felt a whole new world opening up to them as well as getting a brief glimpse of their true power. Not only that but they also albeit very briefly felt how truly powerful Ozpin really is.

As Ozpin finished they could feel the power of their souls coursing through their veins, strengthening their bodies and healing their injuries. As stubborn as he always is Shiro, after a few seconds, tried to swing his legs off the bed he was lying on and stand up. Only for him to have to catch himself on the railing of his bed as his legs still gave away from under him. Jade, whom was looking from the doorway, immediately rushed out the support her patient. As she helped him back on the bed she smack the back of his head as she hissed at him. "What do you think you're doing!?"

Ozpin chuckled at the exchanged as he grabbed his coffee mug once more, taking a sip from it before he spoke up. "Give your aura a little bit of time to heal you, it doesn't happen instantly. I must say however, both of you have quite a decent supply of aura." As usually happens when a person unlocks another's aura Ozpin got a brief look at both of their aura pools. What he didn't expect however was something else that he sensed, which now left no room for questions, these boys were special.

While Shiro was being stubborn and getting scolded by Jade, Wave was examining Ozpin for any show of exhaustion. From the show he saw that unlocking another person's aura took quite the toll on the one doing the unlocking. However Ozpin just unlocked two aura's at the same time and he didn't seem to be showing any form of exhaustion. Which quite honestly didn't surprise him. 'Well I guess that makes sense, he is quite something that Ozpin. And if he said we have quite a decent supply of aura I can only imagine how bit it is.' The one thing Wave did notice however is that Ozpin was drinking his coffee at a slightly faster rate than before. 'Maybe even he can get exhausted by that, if only slightly.'

After Wave was done observing Ozpin he turned to his friend who was still getting berated by Jade. Both Ozpin and Wave enjoyed the scene for a couple of minutes before she finally calmed down, it seems like she was really serious about her patients wellbeing.

After everyone had calmed down Ozpin cleared his throat to get everyone's attention. "Now, now, miss Verdant. I think Mr. Makkuro has learned his lesson." Reluctantly Jade nodded at Ozpin as she walked out the room, giving one final glare towards Shiro, promising pain if he further strained himself. "Now how are both of you feeling?" Ozpin questioned looking at both curiously, after all every person takes unlocking their aura differently.

"What was this huge power surging through me?" Wave said as he peeled back his bandages to examine his rapidly healing wounds.

"That Mr. Night was your aura…" Ozpin then went on to explain that aura is basically the physical manifestation of ones soul and what uses it has. (A/N/S: By now I think people have read the explanation of what aura is countless of times so I doubt you guys really need another.) After Ozpin was done explaining what aura is and how it can be used he turned to Shiro who was once again sitting on the edge of his bed, not getting off yet however. "And what about you Mr. Makkuro, how are you feeling?"

"Good, really good actually. After that sudden surge of power I felt the pain go away and lessen so I tried to get up and stretch my legs. Wasn't really the best decision I made today though." Shiro rubbed the back of his head as he finished his explanation.

"That is good to hear." Ozpin smiled as he took another sip from his coffee. "Now I will give both of you another half an hour rest, after that both of you will go and pick out your preferred weapon of choice." Ozpin stated as he stood up from his chair and moved to the door. "Oh and Mr. Makkuro? I would recommend that you do not anger Miss Verdant, she can be quite… Passionate, about her patients wellbeing." And with that Ozpin walked out the door.


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Beacon Armory – 13:10 AM, 1 year before canon

As the doors to the armory opened both boys were staring in wonder, their pupils looking as if they were replaced by stars. With Shiro looking like he turned into a chibi version of him as he marveled at all of the different kinds of weapons. "Ooh! There are longswords, shortswords, katanas in all kinds of sizes, guns, bows, crossbows, Oh and reach weapons too!"

"What are you staring at?" Wave questioned as he looked at Shiro with a deadpan.

Meanwhile Ozpin was enjoying the reaction of the two teens. He doesn't know why but this does put a smile on his face. "Have a look around and pick what calls to you." Ozpin was completely ignored as Shiro just sprinted around the room, Wave lazily following behind him.

"Oh! Look Wave! They even have whips!" Shiro said as he passed by a couple of whips.

"They have whips!?" Wave shouted as he sprinted in the direction Shiro went. Wave immediately grabbed two and started whipping them around, nearly knocking over several weapon stands. "This is awesome, I'll take two. Doesn't feel right yet however." Wave said as he grabbed a utility belt put it on and clipped both whips on his belt, behind his back.

As Wave was doing that Shiro was still running around naming all the weapons he saw and recognized. "Oh they have maces, polearms, naginatas, morning stars, grenade launchers, clubs, boomerangs, Throwing sta-"

"Can you shut up!" Wave yelled at Shiro only for him to be completely ignored.

"And they even have rapiers!?"

"They have rapiers!?" Wave yelled as in an instant he was in front of the rapier stand with his hands slamming against the wall as he looked like a kid looking through the glasses of a display case at his favorite toy. "I'll take two." Wave said once again as he strapped both rapiers and their sheathes to his belt.

Meanwhile Ozpin was calmly walking towards the center of the room as he followed the blurring Shiro with his eyes, whom unconsciously was enhancing his speed with his aura as he was rushing past, naming every weapon. As Ozpin caught the last few words of Wave he turned to him with curiosity. "How would you wield 4 weapons at the same time?" Ozpin asked interested in what Wave had in mind.

"Where there is a will there is a way." Wave said cryptically.

Ozpin looked mildly baffled at the wisdom that just came out of this 16 year old kid's mouth. "That is a wise way of looking at things Mr. Night." While this might be a common saying where both Wave and Shiro came from, this saying didn't exist on Remnant, until now.

"I do try." Wave answered simply as he joined Ozpin watching over his hyped up chibi friend. As Shiro ran by once more Wave stuck out his arm completely clotheslining the poor boy, luckily for him he unconsciously activated his aura so he was mildly fine. As Wave looked down on his friend he spoke up. "Decide, I don't want to spend my entire day here."

"Weren't you just as exited as I was a few moments ago?" Shiro countered as he was still lying down on the ground looking up at his friend and the headmaster of Beacon Academy.

"I know you, and I feel that if I don't stop you now you will stay here for hours until you have tried every weapon in this room." Wave fired back crossing his arms across his chest. Truly Shiro was a weapon fanatic.

Shiro huffed as he stood back up and scanned the room. His eyes immediately landing on two sections of weapons, the swords and the guns. Firstly Shiro walked over to the same rack where Wave got his belt and equipped one himself as well as a utility pouch which he tied around his right thigh. Then he continued on towards the sword section, the long swords to be precise. There were several variations, not too many differences between each but enough to suit several ranges of preferences.

Shiro tested several weapons before he picked a sword, one that he instantly recognized, the sword in question was sheathed in a black sheath. The blade itself had an steel handle which was about a feet long. The lower half of the handle wasn't wrapped in leather instead it was pure steel. The pommel of the blade ended in a semi-circle with a triangle like hole in the center. The upper half of the handle was wrapped in black leather until the cross guard, the cross guard extended to both sides for about 3 inches before ending in the same semi-circle with the same triangular hole in the center. The blade itself was double edged and shone brilliantly in the artificial light of the room they were in. The blade, forged out of quality steel was about 3 feet long. (A/N/S: The blade not the entire sword, only the blade section.)

After he had grabbed the blade and clipped it on the left side of his belt, he moved on towards the section where the guns were held. While he still marveled at any of the automatic rifles he came across he ignored them and instead went to the pistols. Immediately his eyes fell on a SIG Sauer P226. Not even looking at any of the other pistols, although he did steal a glance at a Desert Eagle look alike, he grabbed the P226 as well as a fitting holster and several ammo cartridges before he strapped the holster to his left thigh and put the cartridges in his utility pouch.

As Shiro walked back he finally paid attention to Wave's weapons. Wave had gotten his hands on two rapiers of the same type, down to the very last ornate detail. Both of them were about 41 inches long and was just under and each for the width, which ended in a sharp point, perfect for stabbing. The rapiers were sharp on one side and both of the handles were quite ornate in style. To protect the users hands, cross guards made of metal were put to protect them along with a one side crosspiece. It's handle was about half a foot and the cross guard was made up of rings weaved intertwined. Meanwhile, his whips were made up of brown leather with handles longer than those of his rapiers. Additionally, the end of the whips were made up of steel for maximum pain on to the user's opponent.

When Shiro returned Ozpin questioned him on his weapon choice as well. "Why choose both a longsword and a pistol Mr. Makkuro?"

"Simple really." Shiro shrugged as he continued to explain. "The longsword is obviously for close ranged fighting, and since it can be used with two hands as well as only one hand it has many options on how to use it in combat. And the pistol is for longer range, so that I'm not helpless against enemies that are outside of my swords reach."

"That is very well thought out Mr. Makkuro." Ozpin complimented Shiro, whom lifted his shoulders a bit at the compliment. "Now that both of you have picked your weapons I'm interested to see how good your martial arts skills are Mr. Makkuro. I have already taken the liberty to ready the practice field with multiple targets for you to take down at your discretion. So shall we get going?" Ozpin explained and questioned as he signaled for both boys to follow him. He was curious how well trained Shiro was and how much more training he might need.

While Ozpin was leading them to the training field Wave nudged Shiro in his side. "Just don't embarrass yourself. Don't want to look bad in front of the headmaster."

"Yeh I'll try, still can't help but be slightly nervous though." Shiro said as he idly laid his hand on the pommel of his sword.

As they arrived at the field Wave only had one more thing left to say to his friend as final words of encouragement. "Just don't suck." And with those words he pushed Shiro forward towards Ozpin whom awaited him with a interested gleam in his eyes.


Shiro: And that brings us to the end of another chapter. We hope you enjoyed it, we certainly did enjoy writing this!

Wave: Yeah we did, should we explain what's up with all these references now?

Shiro: Yeah we should actually, you want to do it?

Wave: Sure, now as you probably have noticed there are quite a few references in both the first chapter as well as this one. Now what this is about is that we have a small contest planned. You see since we have added our own OC team to RWBY we need an extra OC team that we should face during the Vital festival. Now for this we could have obviously made our own OC opponents however we thought it'd be cool for both you guys as well as us to have you guys create OC's we'd face. So we've decided that the first two or first four (depending on how many people react) who can identify the most references get their own OC in our story. To enter the contest send a msg to Shiro/Yamato Minamoto with the review's you've found. We'll contact you if you win and then you can send us your OC.

Shiro: We'll obviously do some slight tweaking to balance out the OC and names might change considering we do have to make a proper team name that follows the naming rules. But for the rest you are free to do what you want (if it is not too overpowered). Feel free to use our OC bio formats (this actually helps us a lot so it is encouraged) and don't be shy to describe your weapons, clothing, etc.

Wave: And who knows, we might bring the OC's back for other stuff than just the Vital Festival.

Shiro: Anyway, this was it for today, we hoped you enjoyed this chapter!

Wave: And we hope to see you next time for: RWBY: Through the SMWK – Proving our Worth!

Both: Bye~!

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