It took about three hours to get back to the cliff after getting the relics, mostly because Roman kept stopping to complain about having to walk. "You can teleport right, then why don't you just teleport us to the cliff?" Argo looked at the whining teen with an eye full of contempt

"Because I can't completely control it," he said lifting his left hand for Roman to see. There was blood running down his arm, it seemed that the last time he used his semblance he left a part of himself behind. "Unless you want to risk losing a piece or two, I suggest you shut up and keep walking." Roman simply nodded looking at the stub that used to be a ring finger. Turning away from the red head Argo lead them toward the cliff, and ignoring the concerned look from Glynda. When the cliff finally came into view it was starting to get dark out.

"Where did you find those weapons any way?" Ozpin asked as they continued on their trek back to school.

"Picked them up from among the bodies, they don't need them any more." It was a simple statement but it still had quite an effect, judging by the shocked look on Glynda's face.

"How can you just say something like that, they were students here just like us."

"They're dead, I'm not, they're nothing like me." Argo was starting to feel irritated, he needed some sleep. When they made it back to the rest of the students were already gone, Argo looked around trying to figure out what to do next. Just as he was about to suggest walking back to school an airship showed up with the headmaster on it. "So you decided to come see if there was someone still here, huh?"

"No, I came back because I wanted my shot glasses back, now get in the ship." After they handed over the 'relics' they boarded the ship. "So looks like you four are a team," he looked at the group of students, "who was the one who did the most to help get the relics?"

"Argo did," Glynda said. The headmaster looked at her in confusion, she pointed at Argo.

"Oh, the tall one. You're the leader Argo, now what are the starting letters of your first names?" When they told him he laughed, "Guess the leader and the team are gonna share a name, you guys are team A.R.G.O here you go." He tossed a set of keys to Argo, "those are to your room, one for each of you."

"Wait, why does the animal get to lead the team?" Torchwick asked all but screaming. "I don't think someone like him should be a leader, he'll just end up getting us all killed."

"Nope, just you. Now shut up I need a nap, and your voice is getting on my nerves." Argo ripped a piece of cloth of his backpack and used it to bind his finger. When they got back to the tower the team headed off to get their bags and go to their room. It was nothing special but it had one problem, there were only three beds. "Since we're on the ground floor you guys take the beds, I'll sleep outside."

"No, we can just go see about getting another bed." Glynda said, stopping Argo as he tried to climb out the window. Roman just shrugged and hopped onto the bed nearest the bathroom. Ozpin took a seat on the middle bed, Argo shrugged off Glynda's hand and gently pushed her toward the last bed.

"Even if we go talk to one of the teachers, I doubt they'd be able to do anything about it tonight." Argo climbed through the window and settle down next to a tree that seemed to have fallen over. "I don't mind sleeping outside, I did it for years, besides like the wannabe hero already stated, I'm just an animal." With that last comment Argo put his bag under his head and went to sleep leaving Glynda to sit there and wonder how well her team was going to function.

Ozpin was woken up the next morning by the sound of Roman complaining, he really hoped that would stop soon. "I mean come on, why would the old man put him in charge. I helped fight the deathstalker too."

"Actually, you were laying under the tree Argo was thrown through for the entire fight." Glynda shot back looking very irritated with the arrogant red head. Meanwhile Ozpin looked out the window and noticed something.

"Where is our leader anyway?" He asked looking at the two bickering teens, they having just noticed him. Glynda looked out the window and sure enough Argo was gone.

"Maybe he got smart and left." Roman said with a cocky smile on his face. Glynda turned to say something to him when they heard the bathroom door open, Argo stepped out with only his pants on and froze.

"Sorry I thought you were all still sleeping, hello?" He looked at each of them in turn but no one said anything, they all just stared at him. He couldn't figure out why until he looked down and realized he was shirtless. His chest was covered in scars, some looked like grimm claws, others were obviously from weapons. He wasn't overly muscular, but he wasn't skin and bone either. They could see some of his ribs clearly, they weren't showing through his skin, some of them didn't have skin covering them. His face was clearly visible for the first time and it shocked Glynda, his right eye was gone and the lower half of his jaw looked like it had gone through a meat grinder. Then the was his right arm, it was twice as scarred as the other one, like he used it as a club to bash metal. The only thing that wasn't disturbing about him was the tattoo over his heart next to a cluster of bullet holes, it was a single word, a name 'Katjaa.' He simply went over to a box by the door, ignoring the horrified looks as they saw the shredded skin of his back. "Here get dressed," he said handing them clothes. "It's our uniforms, we have class in an hour." He pulled his shirt on and left the room.

"Did he have a floofy little ball tale?" Roman asked when he could talk again.

"Shut up." Glynda answered as she entered the bathroom to get changed wondering just how tough their leader was to have that done to him and still be able to take down six men bare handed. How was he even sane after that, 'Who said he was?' The thought scared her, if he lost it and attacked them, they wouldn't survive. "I really hope that doesn't happen, he seems like a nice guy," she muttered to herself as she got ready to face the day.

AN: I think I might try giving Argo a shot at love, but I can't decide if I should let me know folks.