And here's the last chapter for the 'Badge and the Burden' arc, with a little something mixed in, of course. Next chapter, things can finally start to get moving, timeline wise.

As for the RWBY timeline itself, Jaundice is the next cannon event, though it won't be happening for another 2-4 chapters.

Also, classes started this week for me, and i have no idea how this'll effect my upload schedule. It may stay the same or it may be slightly less, i really can't say at this time.

Edited for clarity and/or minor fixes 3/27/19.

Chapter Four - …Or Human Being?

/-\ Weiss Schnee; Beacon Academy /-\

As I stormed away from the classroom, I heard my partner call out to me. "Weiss! Wait up!" I ignored her and kept walking, though she eventually caught up to me. "Weiss, what was that? Talk to me and we can-"

"Do what, Ruby?!" I shouted as I stopped. "This entire time, you have done nothing but boss everyone around!"

"Hah! That's rich comin' from the team's resident Princess."

My eye twitched and I finally lost it. I shoved her away. "Ugh! You are nothing but a brute with an o-"

Any semblance of sympathy and understanding drained from her face… "Do not compare me to those apes!" …Only to be replaced with anger. "They are nothing but filthy animals that don't even deserve the bullets I used to kill 'em!" She shouted before bringing her face to within an inch of mine. "If you think I'm nothing more than a Brute… just wait 'til they find this place… They'll make the grimm look like cuddly fucking kittens in comparison."

I blinked as my leader stormed off to who knows where. I briefly thought about pursuing her, though I dismissed it almost instantly. "Hmph… What a child…"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind me. "Pot callin' the kettle, Miss Schnee…"

I whipped around. "Professor Peach?" I asked, surprised. Before me was a Rabbit Faunus in her mid-30's. Being the survival instructor, she was allowed to dress in a little more… practical clothing, though I wouldn't be caught dead in such attire. She wore a beige vest with several pockets over an olive-green shirt, matching her eyes, with sleeves that came to just below her elbows. Around her left bicep she had tied a dark-red bandana and wore gloves of the same color. She had a wooden recurve bow slung over her torso and a hardened leather quiver on her back. On her right hip sat her secondary weapon, a large kukri. To round off her outfit, she wore grey cargo pants, leather boots, and had an, again dark red, bandana tied loosely around her neck. Her auburn hair was tied in a loose bun, though I personally detested the green leaves that it always held. "What can I do for you?" I offered.

"You can start by apologizing to Miss Rose." She said. "Though I'd imagine that she needs to do the same for you."

I blinked. "With all due respect, ma'am, for what do I need to apologize for?"

She stared at me for a moment. "Your teammate, no, your partner stormed off in anger… that is always grounds for an apology, Miss Schnee." My head sank. "That said, the name 'brute' did seem to set her off more than it should have… Hmm…" she said as she stroked her chin in thought.

I sighed. "I guess I should go find my leader then…" I said as I started to walk away.

"Wait." She said. "Not yet, give her some time to cool off… And you could probably use some yourself…"

"Yes… I suppose…"

We stood there for several seconds, I stared at the ground, contemplating whether or not I should ask for her advice… "Something's still bothering you…" …before she made the decision for me…

"Y- Yes ma'am…" I took a deep breath. "Do you think Ozpin makes mistakes?"

"HA! The old man makes 'em all the time!" Seeing my serious expression, her tone shifted. "You think that assigning you to team RWBY was a mistake, don't you?"

"No, I think Ruby's appointment to leader was the mistake." I said bluntly.

She sighed. "Miss Schnee, you are aware of how long the team has been together, right?"

"Oh, I am very much aware! It has been a full da… … …oh…" I said, my confidence wavering at the end of the sentence.

She giggled. "'Oh' is right, Miss Schnee…" She paused. "Tell me, was your grandfather always a charismatic and wise leader?"

"… No…"

"…Which means he had to acquire those traits." She gave me a warm smile. "Miss Rose has yet to grow into her position. As both her partner and her teammate, it is your responsibility to help her along that path. I believe she can be a great leader one day… do you?"

I thought on her question for a moment. "…Possibly."

"Then you know what you need to do… Farewell, Miss Schnee."

/-\ Blake Belladonna /-\

As I strode down the hallway, my thoughts turned back to the argument that I heard between my leader and her partner. I only heard bits and pieces even with my enhanced Faunus senses, namely the phrases 'Filthy animal' and 'Just wait 'til they find this place'. Though it was the way she said them that had me concerned.

For the first phrase, I immediately thought that she meant the Faunus as a whole, given that it is one of the many derogatory names that the humans have come up for us. Her second statement, though, is what gave me pause in my initial assessment. She said it like she knew something was coming, something terrible. If anything could be gathered from this, it was that Ruby Rose was hiding something… though I already knew that…

I sighed as I reached for the knob on our door and opened it. Inside, my partner was slumped against a desk and didn't even acknowledge me in any way. Even though she is the reason why I'm on the reason with a mass-murdering maybe-psychopath and her partner, the daughter of the devil himself, I felt that, as her partner, I owed it to her to at least try to cheer her up.

I reached for her shoulder and- "Don't." She commanded in a half-somber half-angry tone. I obeyed, retracting my hand before she let out a sigh. "S- sorry… I just wanna be alone right now…" I nodded and headed over to my bunk, grabbing a book on my way.

Over the next several minutes, my hidden ears picked up the faint sounds of well-suppressed sobbing. I inwardly sighed as I closed my book, placing it back on the bookshelf for later.

I strode over to my partner and put my hand on her shoulder, this time with no verbal resistance. She made a confused face as I pulled her up and led her to my bed, sitting her down next to me. She opened her mouth to speak, but I quickly covered it with my hand. "What's wrong?" I commanded before removing my hand.

Her deep blue eyes scanned the room for a moment, refusing to meet my own as I stared into her very soul. Eventually, she relented, though she was sill unable to meet my gaze. "I… We need… Ruby… You…" I covered her mouth again.

"No more words, just nod." I commanded, receiving a nod and promptly uncovering her mouth. "Is this about Ruby?" She nodded. I hummed in thought, unsure of what to ask next. "Is it about her past?" I eventually said, receiving a hesitant nod. "You want to help her somehow." She nodded, and I peered over to the desk she was hunched over, seeing some papers on them. "You were working on something." She nodded. "Did it have to do with your problem?" She again nodded. "Wait here."

I walked over and examined the papers, only to find- "Yang, these are blank..." I deadpanned as I looked to my partner, who merely nodded. Suddenly, it clicked. "You didn't get anywhere, did you?" She shook her head. "What were you trying to do?"

She took in a deep breath, and after a second, spoke up. "W- we need to help her…"

I raised an eyebrow. "With what?"

She made a fist and slammed it into the bed. "I don't know!" The ferocity in her face faded, replaced once more by sorrow. "S- She needs help…" She sighed. "Ozpin showed me… He showed me what she did…" I raised an eyebrow. "I already knew she killed people, lots of them… but it was the way she did it… She didn't even think about letting them live. The only reason why Torchwick is even alive right now is because she thought he looked important…"

I blinked. "Torchwick? The guy that broke out of jail yesterday?"

"Yeah… that Torchwick…" she responded, her head sinking a little more.

I looked around the room for anything we could use. My eyes immediately fell upon her armor. I would be lying if I said I wasn't curious as to what she stored in it, or where it came from. "Well, we could start by finding out more about her."

"A- and how do we do that?" I smirked and motioned towards the empty suit resting on its rack. Her eyes widened. "D- don't you think we should uhh... ask her before we touch her stuff?"

I shook my head. "You know she'll just say no. If we want to find out about her, this is a good starting point." She tried to retort, but the words seemed to die in her throat. I shrugged as I started pawing through the many pouches on her suit's chest. In the corner of my eye, I saw my partner hesitantly pick up the suit's armored helmet, though I paid no attention to her.

Three out of the four large pouches, including the large one, held nothing interesting; ammo, electronics of some kind, and nothing, respectively. It was the fourth, diagonally placed, pouch that held something interesting. My eyes widened as I pulled out four chains, each with a pair of inscribed metal plates on them. I looked over each, the second plate was identical on each one, saying something about a place called 'Reach', wherever that was… The first plate, however, held names. Jorge-052, Jun-A266, Carter-A259, and Emile A-239, respectively.

I looked over to my partner to share my findings and saw her waving her hand in front of her face in various ways, obviously testing how much the helmet allowed her to see. "Having fun?" I said with a smirk.

"U- uhh, actually… kinda…" I raised my eyebrow. "I don't know how, but… its like I'm not even wearing a helmet, it's just… comfy…" She said, I was sure that she wore a smirk underneath that helmet. She moved over to Ruby's weapons and picked one up. "…Woah…"

"What?" I asked in genuine curiosity.

She put the weapon back down before picking it back up, then repeating the process several times. "This thing tracks ammo!"

"That's… handy, I suppose."

"Yeah!" She said with a level of excitement that I hadn't seen before, though she calmed down a moment later. "So, uhh, what did you find?"

I presented her with the chains that I found in one of the pouches. "These."

She examined them for a moment. "…We should put these back…" She said in a somber tone.

"Why?"

"Well, during the Great War, soldiers without aura wore tags like these so that if they died, they could be identified…" My eyes widened at the implication. "Blake, I… I think these were her friends…"

I nodded. "Were… Yeah, I'll put them back…" I did as I said and when I turned back to face my partner, she had taken the helmet off. "How did you know about that, anyway?"

"Just a little thing I remembered from history class at Signal." She sighed before looking at the clock in on our wall. "I think that's enough snooping for right now… we should get to class…" She said, somberly.

"Yeah…" I agreed, shutting the door behind me as we set out for our next class.

/-\ Ruby Rose; Emerald Forest /-\

I extracted my knife from the last Ursa Minor that had engaged me before I let out a deep breath. I flicked the non-existent blood off of my knife, more out of habit than anything else, before sheathing it; in the process, my fingers brushed against something metal that hung from my waist. I sat down on a nearby tree stump and freed it from my waist, holding it by the chain.

I sighed as I read the inscription aloud. "Lisette B-276…" I closed my eyes and tried to picture her… and, for a moment, It worked. A smile came to my face as I saw her back at Camp Currahee. She gave a warm smile and brushed a hand through her short, blonde, hair. Suddenly, the scene flashed to a red, sandy, hellscape and the only person I had ever truly called a friend lay in pieces… rent apart by the hammer of a Brute Chieftain.

My eyes snapped open and I gasped. I looked around, assuring myself that it wasn't real before breathing a sigh of relief. I retied the dog tags around my waist, right beside Kat's tag, before pulling out my mother's silver rose. "…Hey mom…" I gave the emblem a warm smile. "Sorry its been a while since we talked… I've…" My eyes trailed down to my skirt, a sight that I was still very unused to seeing… "…been busy…" I sighed. "I don't know how… but I got off Reach… and wound up back home…" I rubbed the memento with my thumb. "I got into Beacon… Ozpin said you used to go here… heh, like mother like daughter, I guess…" I quickly checked the time and a grin came to my face when I realized that I still had a few more minutes, but it quickly faltered when I remembered what I wanted to talk to her about.

"…I…" I sighed. "…I got assigned as squa- err team leader… …I don't know how to lead them…" I looked away as I thought back to my, albeit brief, time on Noble Team, on what Carter would do, before I realized that I was doing exactly what he would do… "They're not military… They don't take orders, they need more than just ammo and enemies to shoot…" I sighed again. "How do I be a good leader?"

"You can start by talking to them." A voice from the bushes said.

I immediately stowed my memento and drew my sidearm. "Show yourself!"

She came out with her hands up. "Easy, tiger. I'm not gonna hurt cha." I finally got a good look at the girl. She wore a brown sweater underneath a black half-corset and matching scarf. Around her waist sat an ammo belt with a crosshairs emblem decorating its buckle. She also wore black designer pants and high-heeled boots of the same color. For accessories, she appeared to be carrying a large black handbag while wearing a pair of aviators and a black beret. I kept my gun trained on her. "Can ya lower the gun?" she said with a smile.

"Who are you and why are you out here?" I demanded.

She smirked. "I'm Coco, me and my team were sent out here to find a student that ran off. I'm guessing that's you."

I processed her words for a second, trying to see if I could detect any lies. When I couldn't, I lowered my weapon, but still kept it at a low ready. "I didn't run off, I just needed to clear my head."

She put her hands down. "And naturally, the first place you go is a Grimm-infested forest."

I shrugged. "I have my preferences and you have yours… Fashionable…" She raised an eyebrow. "How much of that did you hear?"

"Don't worry, just the last sentence." She said with a dismissing wave. She lowered her aviators for a second. "By the way, love the suit cha got on under your uniform. Where'd ya get it?"

"You wouldn't know." I deadpanned.

"Oh? Try me. Like you said, I'm…" She did a twirl. "…Fashionable."

I sighed. "…It doesn't exist anymore."

"Damn…" She swore under her breath. "Well, anyway… you wanted to know how to be a good leader?"

I raised an eyebrow. "And what, exactly, would you know about that?"

"Well…" She said with a smirk. "I happen to be the leader of team CFVY, we're a second-year team."

I raised an eyebrow. "Coffee? And here I thought RWBY was ridiculous…" She shot me a glare. "Alright, alright! Lay it on me, I guess…"

"Well, I don't really know your situation, so just generally take things seriously. That's what helped me in the past."

"That's my problem, though! I'm used to a very strict and structured military system, not… whatever you huntsmen guys have…"

She sighed. "Let's walk 'n talk, your class starts in like… half an hour or so." I nodded, and we began walking. "You said you're used to the military system, right?" I nodded. "Well… maybe you should stop treating your teammates like subordinates and more like your friends."

I groaned. "And how am I supposed to do that?! The only friend I ever had was-" I cut myself off before I said something along the lines of 'was a super soldier like me'... "Just tell me what I should do, alright?"

She raised her eyebrow and lowered her glasses an inch or so. "Treat 'em like your friends. Hang out, study together, just get to know them. I'm sure you'll all get along fine in the end."

I sighed. "Well, that's probably the best advice I'll get…" I said as we headed back to Beacon.

Tense silence enveloped us as we exited Doctor Oobleck's history class. We had all four been silent for the entirety of his lesson, though seeing as it was the first day, it was mainly going over what was to be covered in the class. Finally, I spoke up. "Can you guys meet up with us later? I… need to have a discussion with my partner." They nodded and walked off somewhere. I turned to my partner. "Follow me, I know a place we can talk." I said, my commanding voice absent, to which I received a nod.

I shut the door behind us with a click, locking us in one of the less-used classrooms on a far-flung end of campus. I sighed. "I… would like to apologize for my earlier behavior." I blinked, not expecting her to apologize at all, much less before I did.

I quickly recovered from my surprise and reciprocated the sentiment. "Yeah… I said some things that I probably shouldn't've too…" I started. "Look, I had the wrong mindset coming into this… I thought I could lead you guys as soldiers… despite that being very far from what you are."

She raised an eyebrow. "And what would that make us, then?" She asked, her tone more curious than irritated.

"Huntresses." I said without hesitation. "Soldiers are disciplined, well-trained warriors meant to hold the line against the enemy… whoever or whatever that may be. Huntsmen… you're a different breed altogether. Some would say you're special forces, others might claim you to be heroes from a fairy tale… To be honest, I think you're a bit of both…" I explained.

"While that may be true, I couldn't help but notice…" She crossed her arms. "…you used 'you' instead of 'we', implying you're something else."

"Yeah… I'm not a huntress." I sighed. "I promise I'll tell everyone exactly what I am eventually… for now, just be happy with the fact that I'm good in a fight." She nodded in agreement before I continued. "For the future, though, don't call me a Brute… there's some… history, with that name…" I trailed off.

She nodded. "Acceptable, I would also ask that you not call me a princess. As I have worked hard for the opportunity to attend this academy… far harder than a princess from some fairy tale would be capable of." She said, tension in her voice.

"Alright, I guess I have been going a little overboard with the whole 'Princess' thing…"

She gave a thankful smile. "Thank you." She sighed. "We should probably get going."

I nodded, and we headed out the door.

We entered our dorm room to the sight of my sister sprawled out on her bed, already changed into her normal attire. A second later, Blake stepped out of the bathroom having changed as well. I cleared my throat, gaining everyone's attention. "I would like to announce that it is no longer mandatory to attend my morning workouts." A sigh of relief emanated from Blake. "…That said, if anyone would like to join me, the offer still stands. It'll start at five every morning, though if you wanted to join at six I wouldn't hold it against you." Receiving a nod of approval from everyone, I continued. "Alright, with that out of the way… does anyone wanna do anything for the rest of the day?"

"Well I, for one, was going to study."

"Uhh, study what? We didn't get anything assigned." My sister remarked.

"Hmph," She crossed her arms. "it never hurts to get a head start on academics."

I looked over to Blake for her input… …only to see her already nose-deep in one of her many, many books that she brought with.

"Well… normally I just train whenever I'm not busy… but your uhh, workout kinda wore me out, sis." Yang said. "To be honest… I'd just like to sleep."

I sighed. "Alright… well, seeing as I have nothing better to do and my partner has a valid point... mind if I join you, Weiss?"

She seemed shocked and slightly recoiled, though her composure re-asserted itself almost instantly. "No, its fine." She let a smirk cross her face. "I have just the subject in mind."

I punched the air a few times as I jogged back into Beacon's courtyard, just finishing my ten-mile warmup run. I checked my scroll, 5:53am. I downed some more water before beginning my calisthenics, starting with one-handed pullups.

As I just finished my first dozen, I heard a sigh come from behind me. "Must you always show off?"

I recognized the voice instantly, though instead of immediately acknowledging her, I decided to do something show-ey. Still with only one hand, I shot myself up above the pole before grabbing it during descent and using it to swing myself over to the voice. I landed with barely a sound and a smirk crawled its way onto my face. "How's that for showing off?"

She pinched the bridge of her nose. "I swear, the universe put me on your team just to make fun of me…" Suddenly, a slight blush formed on her face. "And must you wear that skin-tight suit of yours everywhere?"

"Heh, 'least it's comfy… same can't be said with your heels, Prin- err... Weiss." I cut myself off before I said it.

She gave a small smile. "Thank you." Suddenly, she remembered what I actually said. "Concerning the heels… they may or may not be the only type of shoes I currently own." She said, her tone as close to sheepish as a princess like her could get.

I stared at her, dumbfounded. "…You mean to tell me that you were expecting to fight in the wilderness… to do high-precision, high-speed maneuvers, probably in said wilderness… and you only brought heels?" I deadpanned.

She involuntarily shrank a tiny bit. "Possibly…"

I sighed. "We're getting you some proper boots this weekend." She opened her mouth to object, though I cut her off with a wave of my hand. "Look, I know you like heels," I said softly, trying to reign in my militaristic tendencies. "…but they just aren't practical in a combat situation."

She crossed her arms. "I thought you said that you recognized we aren't soldiers."

"I did." I responded. "But that doesn't mean you can't learn from them." A smirk crossed my face. "After all, you will be charging face-first into hell…" My smirk dropped as I remembered my first mission, though I quickly recovered and moved on with the conversation. I noticed that my partner had raised an eyebrow, I waved her off. "Anyway, what brings you out here… Ice Queen?"

Her eye twitched before she sighed. "I suppose that one is… acceptable…" she regained her composure. "And as much as it pains me to admit, my physical abilities are… lacking, compared to yours…"

I gave her a light punch on the shoulder. "Heh, that's the spirit." I said with a smirk, though it grew when I realized that I had knocked her back a foot or so.

"Ugh, you are such a br-" She cut herself off before a smirk of her own showed itself. "Oaf." She gauged my reaction, which hadn't changed. "Yes, you are such an Oaf."

"Heh, well, this oaf'll whip you into shape." She groaned, knowing that she will absolutely hate this. "Well, get limbered up. The first mile starts in about five minutes." I paused for a moment while she started stretching. "By the way, is anyone else coming?"

She shook her head. "No, Yang said she was too sore from yesterday and Blake just wanted to sleep."

"Ah," I nodded. "well, let's get to it, then."

I kept to my partner's pace, as I had done with my sister the previous day, though her pace was far too slow for me to actually achieve anything for myself. "Ruby," My partner started, getting my attention. "can I ask you something?"

I shrugged. "Sure pin- err Ice Queen, shoot."

She sighed. "During your… premature funeral, your sister said that you had disappeared for around a decade. Out of curiosity, where were you?"

"Since you're the only one who doesn't actually know on our team, I'll just tell you the same thing I told her. I can't tell you the official locations, but I was in space."

I glanced over to her and saw that she had raised an eyebrow. "I don't believe you, dust doesn't work outside of the atmosphere."

I smirked. "Heh, who said we were using dust at all?" Her eyes widened. "Just like aura, semblances, and Grimm, dust is a Remnant-exclusive thing."

"I… how is that even possible?!" She just about yelled. "None of our civilization would be feasible without dust! And yet, you're telling me that it only exists on Remnant?!"

"Yep." I said, popping the 'P'. "If ya want proof, I'll show you some of my ammo. You'll very quickly realize that it doesn't use any dust whatsoever."

She was silent for a moment. "…What do they use, then?"

"Well, the UNSC mainly uses gunpowder for our weapons and deuterium fusion reactors for shipboard propulsion systems… I don't know what kinda space-magic the covvies use though." I said, internally wincing when I realized that I accidentally mentioned them.

For once, she had a look of complete and utter bewilderment upon her face. "doo-tier-ium?"

I internally laughed at her reaction. "Yeah, I'm kinda fuzzy on the whole nuclear science thing, but the short version is that you take some weird hydrogen, smash it together, and it makes energy."

Her look of confusion deepened for a moment before she sighed. "Okay… maybe you were in space. But how did you even get there to begin with?"

"To be honest… I have no idea…" She raised an eyebrow. "The last thing I remember was that I was about to die, and I knew it, then there was a bright white light and I woke up on an ONI prowler. Same thing happened on Reach… Just ask Blake what happened next, she saw me fall from orbit."

At this point, my partner began to show her exhaustion. "I will. How much further do we have to run?"

I decided to put on an encouraging face and slipped back into my less formal speech pattern. "Not much more, keep goin'! You're doin' great!" I said, knowing that we were in our last quarter-mile. Her fading confidence was replaced by determination and she sped ahead, though I was easily able to keep pace. We practically crashed back into Beacon's courtyard and my partner almost immediately collapsed onto a bench. I produced a canteen and handed it to her. "Drink up, we've still got strength training to get to." She accepted it with a groan, likely already regretting her decision to join me this morning.

(A/N) On Torchwick getting busted out of jail already, I kinda wanted the WF to proceed with their little robbery spree, and they needed his assistance for it. I know it kinda invalidates Ruby's actions during ch1, but it also somewhat establishes Ruby as Torchwick's nemesis... though I'm sure she doesn't see it that way. Also, the VPD is, in my opinion, riddled with incompetence given that they can't actually handle the WF. And, yeah, I know they're supposed to be an actual terrorist cell... buuuuut the way they're portrayed in the show paints a different picture entirely.

Other than that, I don't actually have much to say here... besides that Blake should keep her hands off other people's stuff. On to the reviews!

UNSC SIII-2142 Col. CS Reaper - Sorry i missed your review last time, must've just fallen through the cracks. And yeah, i figured that it would be somewhat unrealistic if someone with her background didn't swear at least occasionally... though she's a far cry from swearing like a sailor like I originally had her do.

Mecharic - Yeah... uhh those 3-4k kills were actually innies... mostly. Keep in mind that Blake asked Ruby if she killed 'People', and Ruby does not consider covvies to be people, thus she doesn't add them to her kill count.

raw666 - Yeah, a more protocol oriented Spartan would probably say something along those lines... Ruby just likes to mess with authority figures. Also Ozpin has constantly shown that he likes to roll the dice, notably when he sent a first year team on their first mission to address a matter of national, if not global, security... yea, he doesn't think things through sometimes...

Zero - The line itself is a bit cheesy, but she will probably end up saying something along those lines. And yea, no stoppin' the killing machine any time soon... of course she may dial it back a bit, but if she faces someone like, say, Tyrion, one of 'em will be leaving in a bodybag.

Guest 1 - Spot on, though i'm just gonna flat out say that The Flood will not be making an appearance in this fic... mainly because Remnant would be fucked if it did.

evevee - Yea, it is a bit hand-wavey... but its also really cool.

Guest 2 - I have no idea what you're talking about so I'm just gonna nod and say yes.

DRMAK - Thanks! And you'll just have to wait and see about the UNSC tech.

Guest 3 - I actually don't know what this Ruby would do if she found out about Jaune, though it is interesting to think about. She'd definitely berate him for being stupid, though I'm torn between if she would either make it mandatory for him to attend her workout sessions or if she would just straight up report him to Ozpin... and then find out he already knows... Either way, its an interesting can-o-worms that I'm not sure if I'll open or not...

seraphimnight - Thanks!

And that's all the reviews! Thanks everyone, and stay tuned for the next chapter, titled: "The Dance of Red and Silver".