Pain rage suffering joy sadness pain content sadness remorse delight INSANITY.

It strain against its prison of links, one idea roaring over the madness of its being. Make the pain STOP.

The Chief groaned, he hated having to bring together the 'round table', like the newbies liked to call it, and that was for a reason: every area's head had their own way of dealing with their own responsibility and every time these idiots were in the same room the conversation inevitably devolved in a shouting match to know who was right. Aspirin had quickly become available on the table along with an endless supply of coffee, even if it would never come close to Beacon's in term of quality, it was still a good thing to have close at hand.

He sent a look to the clock, ten seconds to nine. Good, it meant he could begin. He let his aura flare, the surge of purple light instantly silencing his men.

"It seems you have stopped bickering like four years old. Good." Nobody dared to make a sound, while their boss was generally like a second father, the events of the previous day had put him in a wrath like they had rarely seen before. And every time heads would roll regardless of collateral damages."I believe you all know why we are here so I will start with the easy subject. Katha, you are fired. Do you know why?"

"Yes, sir."

"I don't think so. You are fired because you let a gang seize power of your zone without saying anything to anybody. The situation had apparently been going on for years and I learned of it through the news channels! I don't care they had superior firepower or hostages, scratch that, worst of all you let them take hostages, including children! We are in collaboration with the huntsmen for this exact kind of situations! But you said nothing and we needed a vigilante to take care of that! If you know what you did was wrong, then why did you do it? I'll tell you why: because you are a coward! I don't need men like that in our rank! The huntsmen are our first line of defense against the enemy outside and we! Are! The first line! Against! The Enemy! Inside! Our! Walls! Now be happy I don't throw you in a cell with these scums and pray for our path to never cross again. Get! Out!"

When he stopped talking Katha bolted for the door in a trembling mess, tears of fear and shame flowing on his cheeks. The assembly, mute in respect and fear, could only stare as one of the strongest men in Vale reminded them of why he was often as feared as the like of Ozpin, allegedly one of, if not the, strongest huntsman of all times.

"Now that this is done, I would like to introduce you the one who will replace Katha. You ccan enter now Deltiou." The door opened to a middle aged woman, her green hair flowing in a nonexistent wind, who tactfully ignored everybody to sit on the now empty chair. "So let's cut the crap here, Deltiou, your new colleagues. Peoples, Deltiou. Now I would like to pass on to the rest of yesterday events. Can somebody give me a full report of the situation? I'll personally explain about our new vigilante."

The leader of the investigation rose in her seat. "Yes, sir. Yesterday at 1736 hour we received a call claiming the hostages of the Golden Skull gang had been released, it is now confirmed that the caller was one such hostage using the scroll of one of their kidnappers. Our forces reached the place six minutes later to find the entirety of the gang, forty-eight members and their leader, Fushia Garden, unconscious. Of them all two were confirmed as aura users whose level has been estimated as middle level academy graduates. We have seized three millions six-hundred thousand liens accumulated over the course of seven years as well as two hundred kilos of explosives, principally fire Dust mixed with wind Dust with a few crates of remote controlled explosives. No weapons were found apart from the ones on the criminals themselves and evidences led us to think they did not need more for hostage trade. A total of twenty four hostages have been confirmed, including a child. We believe there were more as one of the former captives confirm the gang executed at least three prisoners who tried to evade. Their families have been found and confirmed they had no ideas about their death. Fushia Garden's interrogation has been extremely productive, she has confessed every crime she has ever done though she was unable to tell us anything about yesterday because of panic attacks every time the events were mentioned. Her only answer was, I quote:'He's gonna kill me, don't let him kill me. I will never touch anybody again, please don't let me go.' Our psychiatrist recommends an internment in an asylum. Her subordinates could not reveal us anything more and the hostages refuse to sell their hero." She sat down again.

The chief stood up."As you can understand, the gang was not a small player. And yet they have been eliminated by one person alone. The grunts were all alive when they were found and our doctors confirmed that all of them had been either shocked, be it through a tool or an electric semblance, though elements make me think it is not a semblance, strangled into unconsciousness or hit on specifics vital points. Those three methods require an extensive knowledge of the human body and a tremendous control of the vigilante's own movements. We have found their access point to be an unguarded window in the explosive storage on the third floor whose lock has been cut. To do this our vigilante required great agility and knowledge of the building's layout. The remote bombs were all disarmed, the door leading to the leader's room has been opened without any of the Dust in it used to regenerate the steel and all records of their presence in the building were erased. This demonstrates incredible hacking skills. I have only encountered such a situation three times, including now. Our first vigilante in twenty years is a trained killer and a good one at that. If they wanted they could have easily eliminated every person in the building. Good thing they seem to be on the good side. From what we could gather from Garden's crazy rants they seem to have a snake with them, or be a snake Faunus, hard to be sure. Does anybody have a question?"

"What will their designation be, sir?"

The chief smiled. "Nehebkau, the two headed snake guarding of the underworld.

Tukson tried to stay calm, the Fang's new leader gave him the creeps, there was something not quite right in the way he acted: a small thing rubbing his instincts the wrong way. He already had plans to leave the organization when its objectives had slowly started to change from gaining Faunus' rightful place as the equals of humans to making all of humanity suffer for the errors of the fools. Now, watching Adam Taurus exhorting the poor sods from his stage, he felt like he could not separate from the group fast enough.

Taurus' voice rose stronger in the warehouse."And the humans will soon pay for all their atrocities. Yesterday a brave Faunus put an end to the crimes of the gang the police had let abuse us in all impunity, he destroyed them and put them back in their just place. True justice has been dealt and soon, very soon we will join him to bring humanity's to our feet. They will learn to respect us like they should. But for a hero like this one it has been decided to name him with a name truly befitting a crusader of the Faunus people. He will now be known to us by the name of Opiuchus, for just as we have been denied our just place on Remnant, so has this constellation be denied its place in the Zodiac. We shall now fight under our own stars!"

Tukson felt disgust as the crowd erupted in cheers. Pretty lies and empty words, if Taurus believed half of what he was saying then he was ready to eat every book in his library. The Police Chief was one of his regular and was one of the nicest people he had ever had the pleasure to meet, if he had known about these skulls scums he would have probably gone to them himself and let only a pile of rubble behind. As for this Opiuchus? Probably one of those Beacon vigilante like they frequently had when he was a kid, but just because people thought he was a snake Faunus then he suddenly was a messianic figure fighting the evil humans to save the poor abused Faunus people and guide them to the promised supremacy, sarcasm fully intended.

When the propaganda reunion ended, he could not get back to his library fast enough.

Ozpin kept looking through his window as Glinda entered his office.

"Good morning."

"Ozpin, we need to talk." Ah, it was always interesting when Glinda started with 'We need to talk'

"About yesterday's events I presume. Tell me, are you still doubting his place in our school?"

"You mean it was this Sapphire?"

"Yes, my friend, it was. Though he, without any doubt, had his friend's help. And I believe they did a good don't you think so?"

If Glynda was angered by his casual tone she didn't show it. "They became vigilantes Ozpin, surely you understand the danger it involves."

"I do, indeed, it is good to see old traditions are not as lost as they seemed. But I have to say, I am impressed: a full gang taken down in less than a day, forty nine enemies beaten and twenty four hostages freed without any death on either side. Quite a good track record for a first public act."

"Are you sure it is a good idea to have such an unpredictable person teaching to impressible students?"

"I do believe his morale more will than assure he will take good care of them. After all, he managed to pacify a crime lord, I believe."

"By making her go insane!"

"I like to think it was karma at work."

One universe and times away, a red-haired student sneezed in the middle of beating a bully.

"This is Lisa Lavender, for the morning report. Today, we bring you great news, an hour ago the Police service confirmed what was on everybody's mind: Vale is now once again the home of a vigilante. After the last vigilante group, in the person of the now famous STRQ team of huntsmen, put an end to its activities a little under twenty years ago the place had been unoccupied since.

For our public who were too young to remember, we will make a brief resume of the law's position on vigilantism upon request of the legal authorities.

While vigilantism is not illegal in Vale like it is in Atlas, the police will still try to arrest the vigilante as a way to make them remember that if the authorities can catch them, then so can the underground, a caught vigilante will be given two choices: put an end to their career or start working under the Police Chief's direct authority. We remind you though that only people with good training are allowed to become vigilantes. Should an untrained civilian be caught in acts of vigilantism then legal pursuits will be engaged.

To go back on Vale's new protector, they have been given the designation of Nehebkau and have been confirmed to work alone. Their entry on the justice's scene is the most impressive ever registered, with the dismantling of an entire gang leading to the release of said gang's hostages. The police has been unable to give any description other than the possibility of them being a Faunus.

It was Lisa Lavender, for the morning report."

Yang turned her attention away from the television to look at her father. "You were a vigilante?"

Taiyang shrugged. "Yeah, I still blame your uncle."

Ruby bounced from her place at the table. "Story time! How did it happen?"

"Well, as I said, it was entirely your uncle's fault. You know, he's not always had the same kind of ridiculous tolerance to alcohol he's got now. So one day in first year he goes outside while telling us he'd be back before sundown. It was dark when we started looking for him and we were all a little upset because we just came back from a mission involving the most annoying village ever. So when we found him completely wasted in a bar punching drunkards we might have gone a little overboard when we put an end to the brawl. The barman called the cops and next thing I know we were running away from the place with the sirens blaring behind us. We learned in the next day's news that we accidentally knocked out a known thief in the chaos and the police caught her when they came to arrest us. We got a vigilante designation and... Well, if people already considered us heroes of the night, why not keep going? We got caught by the Chief a month before graduating and we spent the next few weeks working for him." He smiled at his daughters' looks of disbelief. "What? It's true."

Try as they might, the sisters could not picture their uncle more drunk than he always was, much less wasted enough to randomly punch some random people. When uncle Qrow caused a fight it was always by mocking someone until they tried to beat him up.

Yang suddenly turned to her father in horror. "He can be sober? My whole life is a lie! Maybe my sister is not really obsessed with weapons, maybe the baker is not really gay. Ruby, tell me you're still socially awkward, prove me there is something true in my existence."

Ruby pouted."Hey! I'm not that bad, it's just that people are more scary than their weapons..."

"Oh, good. It was real, now I just have to get you to break out of your shell."

Watching the drama unfold from where he was sitting, Taiyang burst into laughter. "I'm gonna miss this tomorrow. Still, last day before you two go to Beacon, what do you say we make it count?"

The girls cheered.

It was like watching a train wreck, madness at its finest, the vilest side of humanity, it was indescribable. It was breakfast at the Den.

"Where's the jam?!"

"How do you manage to make a new toaster explode like that?!"

"Hey, who's supposed to make the eggs?!"

"Stop yappin' when yer mouth is full dumbass!"

"Who put salt in the pancakes?!"

"For grimm's sake, I told you to make the coffee black, why did you put milk in it?!"

Sapphire was torn between being horrified at the sight of an entire room devolving into chaos in less than a second, still be awestruck at the sheer size of the underground facility hidden under the club, the second biggest one in the kingdom Junior had said, or actually start betting on the time it would take for an all out brawl to start like Ritsu, Melanie and Militia were doing on the other side of the table.

"Erm, where's Junior?" he asked.

"In the kitchen, he lost a bet a few years ago, so every time the place gets wrecked he has to help the day's cooks until the club is back on track."

Junior chose this moment enter the room holding a tray full of, bacon? Probably bacon, it was hard to tell when his eyes seemed unable to stare at anything else than the bright pink frilly apron marked with 'Kiss the cook, you know you want to!' Junior was wearing over his clothes. He turned to the girls and wordlessly pointed toward the offending piece of clothing.

Melanie shrugged. "Part of the bet too, you get used to it after a few times."

Oh, he had no doubts about that, he had gotten used to Koro-sensei after all, but there were things he wished could be unseen. He cleared his throat awkwardly. "You were telling me about the 'morning report'?"

"Yes, it's basically a transmission of every information the law enforcers give to the public. Wanted people, White Fang activities, that kind of things. Today was a special edition."

"What was it about?"

Melanie sent him a look. "Well, you. What else?"

Sapphire choked on his breakfast. "Me? Why?"

"They tell about vigilantes too. Congrats, you're now called Nehebkau. Watch out for the fanclubs."

Vigilante? Now that he thought about it, his actions of yesterday and his projects did make him a vigilante... Wait! "Fanclubs?"

Junior chose this time to fall on a chair, the offensive apron nowhere to be seen. "Vigilantes are really popular in Vale, when I was a kid there was a few of them. The shops sold merchandise themed on them; heroes of the people who can't put their foot down without bursting their cover, perfect to make a buck. There were fanclubs, fan theories, fanfictions. You name it, there probably was something like that in the lot. And, seeing the impression you made... Well, be ready to see 'Nehebkau' become popular real fast."

That was wrong on so many levels! An assassin was somebody who thrived secret! Well, the God of Death actually had a reputation, but that was different: Koro-sensei had been the best assassin of all time and Sapphire was just... Sapphire. And fanfictions? With his look he'd probably be put in homosexual relationships, no homophobia, he could just not, for the life of him, see himself in such a relation after all of Karma's teasing.

He refocused on the subject at hand. "Isn't that illegal?"

Junior burst into laughter. "Illegal? Where do you come from? Atlas? Ain't nothing illegal to vigilantes in Vale since the end of the Great War."

Sapphire breathed deeply. Okay, now for a leap of faith, he had doubts, but Ritsu had convinced him. "Can I trust you to keep what I'm going to say secret?"

Militia rose her head from her conversation with Ritsu, Melanie stiffened and Junior stopped laughing. "Kid, you saved my men. If there is something you want to stay secret, then you can bet your fancy arsenal not a word's gonna get out about it."

"Ritsu and I come from another world."

Junior blinked. "Come again?"

"We come from another world. We've died two days ago and we woke up here."

"Well, that's probably the most interesting backstory I've heard of."

"You... Believe me?"

"I'm an informant, it's my job to know when somebody's lying. And you're not. Guess that means you've got a bunch of questions before going to Beacon."

"Erm, yes."

Ritsu reappeared on the scroll at Sapphire's Holster. "If I may, I was browsing your CCT system and I would like to ask a few questions myself."

"Now, you two, here's what I propose: I make a rough draft of Remnant and you interrupt when you want details. You okay with that?"

They nodded.

"Good, so there's four great kingdoms: Vale, Atlas, Mistral and Vacuo. Vale's where we are, pretty much the nicest place if you want my opinion: big mountains, shallow water, we're as much in safety as can be and the life is not half bad, plus we have the cops' big boss to keep the worst of the underground out. Atlas is in the North, you want tech, they're pretty much the experts. The population's mostly a bunch of stuck up who let the poor freeze when they moved from Mantle. The biggest Dust exporter's based there, but if you look a little they're pretty much everywhere. Then you've got Mistral, land of the rising sun, kingdom of the nature lovers and home to the worst underworld you can find on this planet. And you have Vacuo in the desert, used to be a paradise, but they've been fucked by pretty much everyone else. If you want to disappear, it's the best place: the law's pretty much 'don't fuck up', the natives are pretty welcoming and the oh so great Schnee Dust Company will be more than happy to put you in one of their mines."

"You don't seem to like that company." Ritsu remarked.

"Girl, since Jacques 'asshole' Schnee inherited it, the company's been responsible for half the human induced misery on this planet: Vacuo's mining, Faunus mistreatment. Half the underworld wants his head and the other's targeting his transports. I really pity those who have to live with him, he's got one of the worst personality I've ever seen. Questions?"

"What's a Faunus?"

"You didn't see peoples with animal ears, tail or feathers in the city? It's them."

"Oh! We thought they were cosplayers."

"You really thought a bunch of people were just gonna disguise themselves and go in the streets like it was normal?"

"It's pretty much like that where we're from."

"Right... So anyway, there's also Menagerie, an entire continent populated by Faunus that racists from years back tried to exile. That's about it for geography. Now you've got the worst thing on remnant, our pests. See, we've got these nasty beasts who try to kill us, are basically soulless, really adaptable and are attracted to negative feelings. To protect the common people from them you've got the huntsmen and huntresses who're basically badass monster killers. And they're formed at Beacon for Vale."

"What do you mean, attracted to negative feelings?"

"Eh, it's basically one of the biggest questions. What, exactly, are the Grimm? Well the same question's true for Dust. Oh, if you don't know, that's basically magical crystals."

"Hum, we have heard about Semblances. Do you know how you discover it?"

"No, you're better asking that to a huntsman, I've got too little aura to heal a scratch, so all I can really do is unlock it but that's about it. No semblance for me."

"Ah, sorry for asking."

"No problem. Now what do you think about a tour of the town? There's the Vytal festival this year, so we at least need to get you something for Beacon's ball."

Sapphire's mind came to a screeching halt. What?

What followed was one of the strangest day of the week.

He was late! He jumped. Why was there jet lag between Earth and Remnant? He caught a window sill and launched himself at a power cable. Ritsu had to wake him by shouting half an hour before the aircraft was supposed to take off. He ran over a billboard. Though he would not complain about waking up, his dream had been too disturbing for that. He rolled over a chimney. Why was Junior's tailor so... Fabulous? He ran along a building's side. Even in his dreams he could not escape images of the decidedly too small loincloth and oiled muscles. He shivered and almost fell from a four floor building's rooftop. He caught the opposite roof's edge and pushed on his feet to flip himself on the roof. Hum, now that he thought about it, free-running lessons could be a good idea to encourage a more open minded utilization of the field, most people had a tendency to never look up.

"So, sis. Where's your alien faunus ninja new friend?"

Ruby let her gaze fall. "I don't know Yang, I didn't see him. Maybe he decided he didn't want to come."

She felt Yang's arm on her shoulders. "Aw! Come on! It's Beacon! Everybody wants to go there. He's probably just lost, Vale's a big town."

"Yeah, but what if he really don't want to come? He'll be alone. That's not right."

"I thought he had a robot friend with him?"

"Well, yeah, but she's blocked in his scroll, plus they don't know Remnant. What if they get attacked by Grimms? They don't know what it is."

Yang gave her a pat on the back. "Relax, you worry too much! Look, I'm sure they'll be here in a second, okay?"

"Wait!" As if to give her sister reason she saw Sapphire jump from a roof and catch a streetlamp before hitting the ground with a roll and run toward them without slowing down. He came to a skidding halt once he passed the door.

"Hey Sapphire." She waved to him

"Uh, guess he really does look like a girl." There was a mighty bang as Sapphire's head met an iron table that had not been there half a second ago. A whimper of wounded feelings echoed.

"Yang! That's not something to say!"

Yang took a step back, raising her arms in a mock surrender. "Geez, sorry. You're not gonna introduce me?"

Ruby perked up at that. "Right! Yang, this is Sapphire. Sapphire, this is my sister Yang."

He extended a hand. "It's nice to meet you."

Yang caught it. "Right back at you. Say, my sis told me you had a girl in your phone?"

"Yes, but Ritsu's navigating the CCT so she's not here right now."

"Oh. Guess I'll meet her later. Are you really an alien ninja?"

Hey! Yang had said she believed her.

"Well, I guess I am. I wouldn't word it like that though."

Ruby took a step forward. "Say, I didn't get to ask the other day, but what weapon do you use?"

"You better just tell her, once she start you can't get her to stop." Hey that was mean!

"Hum," He pointed to his arsenal. "I've got knives, this rifle, a pistol, a taser and a stun-baton."

Awesome! People with more than one weapon at a time were few, more than two was rare and so many at once was almost unheard of. "Can I see the knives?"

"I... Guess." He carefully handed her one of them. Ooh, it looked like a jewel! The level of detail on the snake! And the sharpness!

"How did you make it?!"

"It was a gift. Can you, not drool on it please? It's freaking me out."

Yang gave him a pat on the back that sent him tumbling. "You should see her at the annual new weapon exhibit. Last time we had to haul her out while she clung to the showcase."

"Hey! I'm not that bad! Just, a little enthusiast." She decided to ignore her sister's deadpan stare. "Anyway, what's their name?"

"Their names?" No, no he didn't just say that!

"You know, the name you gave them when you got them."

"They don't have one."

"Oh boy." Yang sighed

"What do you mean they don't have one? They are your weapons, extensions of yourself, when people talk about you they talk about them too. How can you not give them a name?"

He scratched his cheek. "I guess it didn't really come around, on earth most weapons don't have a name since the middle ages."

What?! How was it possible? "Then we're going to change that! I'll help you find a name for them too, if you want."

He took a step back. "Erm. Thanks, I guess."

"See, to find the perfect name for a weapon it needs to mean something to you, but also reflect you and what you see in your weapon." She took her sweetheart from her back. "See, mine's called Crescent Rose. And Yang's are called Amber Celica. Now what do you think about when you look at your knives?"

Sapphire held the blade before his face. "I..." He gulped. "I see the tip sinking in my teacher's hearts, the moon high above me."

Yang took a step forward. "Uh, Sapphire? Calm down. Please, you're scaring Ruby."

Yeah, he was breathing faster and faster, his eyes were starting to glow and his hair fluttered like two little wings.

"The beam falling from the sky, Takaoka-sensei begging for his life, the broken moon shining in the sky. The antidote exploding, kill him, make him suffer. Korose."

The air became heavy, Ruby's grip on her sweetheart tightened, something was not right, he looked like a wounded animal, ready to pounce at the slightest movement.

"No. Stay calm, they're fine, Smog changed the poison. They're safe, I need to calm down, you're right Terasaka. Stay calm Nagisa, they're okay, I need to calm down." His eyes stopped glowing and his hair fell back, his respiration coming in ragged breaths. He took a big inspiration, seemingly calming down.

Ruby cautiously approached him. "Are you alright?"

"Kudaketa Tsuki."

"What?"

"Their name, it means broken moon."

"Think you could tell us what just happened? Cause it was a little freaky to be honest." Yang asked.

"I... I was... Remembering something."

"Oh! You wanna talk about it?"

"No, it's okay. Some things are better left untouched."

Ruby could see so much pain in his eyes, it reminded her of the time her mother died, so she did what her father had done to lift her spirit.

"Erm... Ruby? What are you doing?"

She took a step back. "You looked like you needed a hug."

Suddenly her feet left the ground, and two strong arms were trying to turn her ribs into dust. "Oh, my sister is finally breaking out of her shell! I'm so proud of you!"

"Please stop."

She heard sister laugh in her ear. "But it's true! You finally made a friend."

"Hey! I can make friends!"

"The teachers and uncle Qrow don't count."

"There is-"

"Zwei doesn't count either."

"Excuse me?" They both turned toward Sapphire. "Am I missing something?"

"Nah! Ruby just has to learn to socialize more!"

He turned toward her. "But you didn't seem to have a problem the other day."

"Yeah, but we were fighting.. It's easier like that." And it so was, slicing a grimm in half or beating a thug to the ground was much less awkward than small talk.

"Sis, you really need to work on that."

"If I may, I don't think it will be a problem." Sapphire said.

"Why not? Ruby's gonna be in a team like everybody. She'll have to make friends."

"I'll just be in yours."

"It will not be a problem because, from what I gathered, battle should be an important point of the curriculum. And the best way to learn how to do something is by doing it, starting from what we can already do."

Wow, Ruby knew he was going to teach them, she didn't tell Yang, it was a surprise. But only now did she understand how good at this he was going to be. Uncle Qrow's teaching was a lot like what he described: start from what you have and build on it. That and a lot of drunken advices.

"Wow, that's deep. I can see why Ruby likes you. Kick ass and wise guy. I'm sure we're gonna get along great."

Sapphire blinked a few times. "Er, I guess."

"And speaking of kicking ass! Did you hear about this new vigilante guy."

"Yes..." Wow, he didn't seem that thrilled.

"Well, listen, our dad has a friend in the police who sent him a message. He says it's possible the Beacon students will get to join on the chases from time to time to get experience."

Sapphire winced slightly. "Is it not dangerous? We don't know much about them so they could be really dangerous, even more so for trainees like us."

"Relax, he said the guy was probably not gonna be a danger to people. Apparently he could have killed everybody in the building, so if he didn't, then it mean he's not gonna just go and butcher anybody. Plus, we're gonna be huntresses, I'm sure we can take him on."

Sapphire's head fell slightly, just enough for his eyes to be masked by the shadow. "My teacher would have had a fit. You should never underestimate your enemies, a good killer always keeps his hand hidden until the last moment. For all somebody can look friendly they might be cruel and ruthless."

Wow, was it her or did the room just get chillier?

She startled as his head rose, his face serious as a grave. "You don't know anything about this Nehebkau, never assume just because they didn't do anything yet they will not do something worse."

"Sheesh, talk about gloomy. What make you think I'm not taking him seriously?"

"Because I have been in this exact situation. And I have the scars to remind me of it. Please, don't make the same error as me."

"Oh." Yes, oh. He had vaguely mentioned a few times his class has almost died the other day, but he had given them the short version, by his own admission. And now, facing him as the bullhead lifted off, Ruby understood something: if there ever really existed people anybody could look up to, then Sapphire, who managed to keep his smile despite all he apparently had gone through, was one of them.

Sapphire took in a long breath, too close, the conversation had gone too close to things he tried to come to terms with. For a moment he was stabbing Koro-sensei and fighting Takaoka-sensei again. And the subject of his own celebrity had been really awkward.

He took a look around him, the sisters were still where he had let them. This engine was incredible, as far as he knew earth simply didn't have airships such as these. Actually, he had lied to the girls: Ritsu was not in the CCT but examining the ship's system, but telling somebody an artificial intelligence was poking at the vehicle they were in was probably not a good idea. He scanned the crowd, most of the future students seemed at ease, apart from a boy turning green by the window. Vertigo or motion sickness probably. He could do something about that.

He took a step forward, remembering what he learned about those in class, Koro-sensei had really wanted to be sure they would be good when he transported them, vertigo and motion sickness were comparable to a small panic in a situation the brain could not fully make sense of. As such, managing to keep calm helped to make it pass and get over it. So he gently approached the blond and delicately pressed at the matsukazé.

"Is it better?"

The boy sighed. "Yeah, thanks. Wait, who are you?"

He extended his hand. "Sapphire Nagisa. Nice to meet you."

The boy took his hand. "Same here, my name is Jaune, Jaune Arc. Sweet, short, rolls off the tongue, ladies love it."

Sapphire sweatdropped. "Do you intend to introduce yourself like that to everyone?"

Jaune put a hand to his neck. "Well, hum. I guess?"

"Don't, it doesn't seem to fit you."

"Why would you say that? We only met less than a minute ago."

"Because you're clearly not at ease with that. I had a classmate who was a womanizer and believe me, you don't act like him." Maehara was more subtle, he started by getting an idea of what the girl liked and then started flirting by socializing over what they shared, adapting his strategy every time.

Jaune slumped. "I guess you're right. Hey, aren't you that girl who jumped over the buildings the other day?"

There was an echoing bang.

"Where does the table come from?"

"I'm a boy." Sapphire whimpered.

"Oh, sorry, I really didn't know, it's just you look like a girl and..."

"Please, stop."

"Right, hum, sorry. So, how did you do that? With me getting better I mean."

"I just helped you to calm down."

"Well, thanks again. So, about the building jumping?"

"Yes, I was. Why?"

"I just thought it was pretty cool, where did you learn to do that?"

"In my class. But I'm almost sure there will be lessons about it at Beacon this year." Or at least he intended to give those if they were not already part of the course, free-running was one of the best ways to help somebody learn to use their environment the best they could, with the added bonus of a good workout.

"Yeah, that would be nice."

For acts speak louder than words,

In this brand new world.

Even if you do not seek fame,

They shall learn your name

Hello people! Still alive, with excuses to give and an explanations as to my delay.

First the stats: stare at the stats, stats stare back, you know the drill, I know it too. 85 reviews, 306 follows and 249 favorites for 12487 views, I have more than doubled every stats since ast chapter. You people must make your parents proud for how much you rock.

For the delay: My computer fucking agonized for the three month following the last chapter, stopping me from working correctly, it died amonth before I got my new computer so I had to rewrite this chapter's beginning from nothing, and the last month was a fight of everyday between this chapter, another story (threnody of the graveyard), another idea and university.

About this chapter: Remnant's mythology will be similar to ours because it is never really touched in the show, but it will have a different origin. I tried to give a more lighthearted atmosphere, cue lot of bad jokes and references. The names. Eh. I like them but he'll probably get others so feel free to suggest some. What happened to Sapphire with the knives is the first symptom of PTSD, because this guy is already messed up in cannon and he's gonna get a lot more baggage here. Finally, Jaune: I'm trying to show how much of a difference Sapphire is making just by being here, no Vomit boy this time.

Finally: Matt, you're forgiven, thanks for apologizing. Please comment, I would really like for this paragraph to become a running gag. But more friendly.

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