Hey guys, Storm here! I have chapter six here, and I hope you guys enjoy it!

Yeah, maybe two months is a little long...

Sorry!

STORM OUT!

One month later

"Yay!" Holly said, bouncing up and down so fast she practically vibrated. Omar rolled his eyes and placed his hand on her shoulder, forcing her to stay grounded. The team was going out on the town on their day off, visiting some restaurants and shops and generally enjoying the day, which was warm and humid. The pair turned around as Cinder ran out into the courtyard, out of breath, but smiling widely, dressed in a crimson tank top and black shorts which came down to her knees, as well as her usual combat boots. "Hey, guys!" She slowed to a walk as she realized they weren't leaving yet, looking around for the one missing person. "Where's Erik?"

"Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit…" Erik said, hastily throwing clothes on and grabbing a baseball cap, before darting out of the dorm room. He was fifteen minutes late to meeting up with the rest of the team and going to have fun on the town. Holly was going tear him a new one. He sprinted through the halls of Beacon, at one point running on the wall around a pair of stunned upperclassmen before continuing on his way.

"Where is he?!" Holly said, now pacing angrily across the courtyard as groups of students walked past, talking and laughing and sometimes shooting sidelong glances at the short ball of blue-haired fury. In the two months that they had been at Beacon, Holly had earned a reputation for being someone you did not cross, lest you end up either curled in a ball crying from her sharp tongue or nursing several bruises from Oakthorn, her staff/machine gun. Wisely, the rest of the students gave her a wide berth, the only person near her being Omar, who sat on a bench near where she was pacing, shaking his head. Rest in peace, Erik. He thought.

"Please don't kill me, please don't kill me, please don't kill me…" Erik whispered, bursting into the courtyard five minutes later, not quite out of breath but breathing hard. He straightened up to see three pairs of eyes on him, one green, one gold, and one extremely pissed set of brown eyes. "ERIK WOLFE!" Holly shouted, marching over to him and pointing an accusing finger at him, causing him to trip over his feet and fall flat on his butt. "We were supposed to leave TWENTY MINUTES AGO, but NOOOO! You had to be late and delay us, didn't you!" Holly threw her arms up in disgust. "I've half a mind to beat a sense of punctuality into you with Oakthorn!" She stalked off towards Omar, still muttering about obnoxious boys and their lack of punctuality. Erik sat there, stunned, before laughing nervously, eyeing Cinder, who shrugged. "You deserved it." She said, smirking as she helped him to his feet. "You were late, dear team leader." Erik smiled easily. "True."

"Oh, my GOD. That was SOOOOOO good." Holly said, as they walked out of a grill near downtown Vale. "The burger was really well grilled, and the fries were seasoned perfectly, and mmmm…" The last part came out muffled as Omar put his hand over her mouth, effectively silencing her. "We know. You told us while we were eating." Holly glared at him, and was about to take a step out into the street when Erik threw out an arm, catching her before she stepped out, his other arm catching Cinder in the stomach as she took a step forward as well. A second later, a massive crash sounded in front of them as two people came to a stop in front of them. One was a woman, with snow white hair tied in a professional bun, dressed in a white military uniform and wielding twin cutlasses. The other was a man, with unkempt black hair swept back to keep it out of his face and red eyes that lazily surveyed his opponent as they broke apart, circling each other. He wore a gray dress shirt, unbuttoned and untucked to show a white undershirt, as well as black pants and dress shoes. He had a massive broadsword in one-handed grip, and was smirking at his opponent. "What's the matter, Ice Queen?" He said, in a lazy drawl. "Can't handle me when I'm sober?" The woman growled, before launching herself forward, intent on decapitating her foe.

"Oh, my god!" Holly shouted, tugging at Erik's arm, which was still holding her back. "We've got to break them up!" Erik merely chuckled, his attention focused on the fight. "Sure, Holly. You get in between Qrow Branwen and his opponent. Let's see what happens." Raising his voice, he addressed the pair. "Alright there, Uncle Qrow? Need the kids to step in and finish your fight?" The fighting pair broke apart, both turning to face the group of people now assembled outside of the bar. Qrow smirked, cheekily waving to Erik, while the other combatant glared daggers at Qrow. "The next time you say anything bad about the General, I will personally remove your tongue." The woman growled, before turning and stalking away. Qrow just laughed, cheekily waving to the woman's back, before turning and hugging Erik. "What's up, kid?" He said, clapping Erik on the shoulder. "Not much," the taller teen said, taking a step back as the rest of his team joined him, "just hanging out with my team." He indicated the other three. "This is my partner, Cinder." Cinder nodded respectfully, blushing a bit. "The ball of blue-haired nuclear energy over there is Holly." "OhmiGOD, you're Qrow Branwen!" Holly said, bounding forward and shaking Qrow's hand with unstoppable vigor. "You are like, my favorite Huntsman EVER!" "Right," Erik said, rolling his eyes. "And the tall, silent one is Omar." Omar nodded, shaking Qrow's hand. Qrow stood back, admiring the team. "You guys have fun. A little advice from a fully-fledged huntsman: ALWAYS protect your teammates." His eyes took on a downcast turn. "No matter what." With that, he walked off, waving over his shoulder before taking a swig out of his flask.

"Well," Omar said, as they made their way to the airbus depot, "he was a ray of sunshine."

Three brownie points to whomever can guess who Qrow's opponent is.

There ya go! Chapter Six is in the books, and be on the lookout for Chapter Seven sometime in the near future!

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Until we meet again, may the sun always be at your back and the wind fill your wings!

~StormDragonSlayer