A/N: I guess AU is an excuse for me to deviate from the story of RWBY whenever I feel like it, heh. Warning: Immature jokes by Yang. You have been warned.

A/N: Yes, I am aware that there are names for Cardin's teammates. Yes, I know their names.

1 Day Later, RWBY's Dorm. 6 AM.

Everest slowly comes awake. Lightly sighing and looking up, he notices the sun is barely shining outside the window. The curtain looks like a large corner of it was messily patched up. He looks around before doing a double-take and looking back at the curtain. 'Hang on, when did my curtain get ripped? When did I get a curtain? I had blinds in my dorm!' Then he notices the sloppily-made bunk beds. From his position, he can only see the tops of three beds, and thus three sleeping forms. He slowly stands up, trying to make no noise as he makes his way to the ajar door. 'Well. That happened. That's the last time I use these abilities all in one sitting.' He lightly pushes the door open, walks through, and slowly starts to close it before stopping cold. Blake had woken up, and is now sitting against the wall, arms crossed and smirking at him. Everest just slowly closes the door, making a soft thud as the door makes contact with the doorframe, then quickly walking away through the hallway. 'It's... about 6 AM. I may as well go kill time in the gym or something.' As he makes his way out of the building, he sets out on a light run to said gym. 'Brez is extraordinarily silent this morning. Thank goodness. He'd probably never let me hear the end of it.'

5 Minutes Later, School Gym.

Pushing open the door to the gym, he's surprised to see that the lights are still on, and the sound of a punching bag being... punched can be heard. Looking over, he's surprised to see Yang whaling on one of the two bags in her sports bra. 'Weren't they all asleep? Then again, that explains the door being slightly open.' Walking over, he decides to make his presence known.

"Hey, Yang." The blonde stops her abuse of the punching bag for the moment, turning around with a big smile.

"Hey, Everest! What are you doing here this early?" Yang goes back to punching the bag, still looking at him. Everest shrugs, adopting a fighting stance and jabbing at the other bag.

"I could ask the same to you, Yang." He lets loose a brief flurry of punches, then goes back to the proper stance. Yang smirks at him, momentarily stopping the punching.

"Did you enjoy your nap in a four-girl bedroom~?" Everest stops mid punch, turning on Yang, who stifles a giggle.

"Hey, it's not my fault none of you tried to wake me up so I could leave and not recieve a heart attack when I woke up." he says, crossing his arms. Yang just casually leans on her punching bag, putting a hand on her hip.

"Suuuureee. I've never seen anyone pass out that fast. Are you sure you didn't fake your nap so you could spy on us sleeping~?"

"No. Stop it. Bad Yang." She playfully rolls her eyes, giggling.

"You suuuure~? Who knows what goes on behind that hel- mmph." Everest claps a hand to her mouth. Yang just raises an eyebrow at him.

"Please. Stop. Let me beat up a punching bag in peace." He turns back to the bag, removing the hand from Yang's mouth. A grave mistake, as Yang couldn't resist another poke.

"You can try to beat me up if you want~" Everest slams the punching bag, spinning around and storming off. Yang lets out a laugh that slowly trails off when she realizes Everest is storming towards the boxing arena. He vaults over the ropes bordering the ring, then turns back to Yang, crossing his arms.

"... Well? Come on." Yang grins, cracking her knuckles as she jogs over to the ring, climbing over the ropes and standing on the opposite end of the ring. A few students have trickled into the gym for an early morning workout, though some stop to watch the two in the ring, and others immediately leave the second they see that it's Yang who's participating fighting in the ring.

"Wrestling or boxing, Everest?" To this, he just shrugs, Yang's grin growing wider. "Wrestling it is." Immediately, she charges at Everest, throwing a hook at his face. Everest blocks it, and counters by bashing Yang away with a shoulder bash. She rolls to her feet easily, charging back and landing a kick on his midsection, noting that Everest seems to have turned off the shield to even out the playing field. Brushing the thought aside, she tries to punch him again, but has her hand grabbed. The attempt to repeat with the other hand gives the same result. The two push at each other for a while before Yang winks and sweeps Everest's feet off the mat, slamming him into the ground with a now-free fist. Coughing, Everest immediately lashes out with a kick to Yang's chest, only making her stumble back somewhat. 'Well, I guess SOMETHING cushions that area. Ugh.' Kicking himself up, he lets loose a flurry of strikes that Yang manages to block, but finds herself being pushed back. She's caught off guard when Everest suddenly breaks form and sweeps her legs off the ground instead, karate-chopping her stomach and sending her into the ground, bouncing slightly on the mat. He rather quickly steps back as he notes that Yang's hair has been slowly glowing brighter as damage is sustained. She stands up, looking at him with a wild grin, and punches her fists together, creating a bit of a shockwave. The spectators slowly move back as Yang does so.

'Anyone smell smoke?' Yang practically flies at him and bats his punch to the side and clocking him in what should be the jaw with her forearm, knocking him back. She presses on the attack, beating down Everest and finally smashes him in the side of the helmet, knocking him down. He gets to a kneeling stance rather quickly as Yang leaps up and is about to smash him with a double-handed overhand swing, which Everest surprisingly blocks with his forearm and jumps up, hitting Yang in the chin with an uppercut, knocking her to the opposite side of the ring. Both combatants end up having to support themselves by leaning on either the rope or the pole, panting.

"Hey, tell ya what, Yang, surrender and make it easier for yourself!" Yang laughs, pointing at him.

"Let's make it whoever is knocked down first or is sent outside the ring loses, alright?" Everest shrugs.

"Fine with me!" Upon saying so, Yang charges Everest again, who just calmly steps forward. As Yang throws a punch at his shoulder, he ducks, grabbing her arm, bending over, and flips her over his shoulder, flooring her instantly. He chuckles, turning around and looking down at her. "Do I win?" Yang just flails on the floor.

"No fair, rematch! Rematch!"

A/N: AND HIS NAME IS JOHN CENA-

Some Hours Later, Cafeteria/Mess Hall

"I totally woulda won that!"

"I already won by your terms, I don't know what you're talking about."

"Lies!"

"Besides, you and your friggin' dirty comments made me want to punch something other than the bag."

Ruby snickers. "That's Yang for you! Glad to see someone else is recieving it instead of me." Yang rolls her eyes, and throws a grape at Everest's helmet, the grape just simply bouncing off onto Blake's plate.

"I still would have won! What you did was clearly cheating!" Everest shrugs, somehow eating inside his helmet, to the confusion of anyone who looked at him.

"It might have been cheating, but you must remember," he says, pointing a fork at her. "You wanted to wrestle instead of simply boxing." Weiss huffs.

"Oh, so that's what you two have been bickering about today. I thought it was one of those stupid games Yang likes to play." Yang turns on Weiss, smirking.

"That's 'cause you got your butt kicked every time you went against me." Weiss crosses her arms, snorting indignantly.

"How dare you! I clearly don't have time for those pointless games, I have classes to study for!"

"Aww, Weisso angry? Does Schnee need time off?"

"YANG!" Blake calmly decides to interrupt before the argument starts.

"Yang, if I may ask, what did you do to provoke Everest?"

"Oh, I was just teasing him about how he fell asleep in our dorm and stayed there until this morning." Weiss looks surprised. And angry.

"What?!" Turning to Ruby, who looks like she's trying to shrink in her seat. "Ruby, I thought I told you to wake him up so he could go back to his own room!"

"I'm sorry Weiss! I was really tired so I went straight to bed and I completely forgot about it forgive me please!" Blake turns her head to look at Everest, a light smirk on her face.

"I think I scared him half to death when he turned around to close the door and he saw me awake, looking at him." Everest chuckles.

"That you did. For a second I considered running." Ozpin's voice butts in over the loudspeakers.

"Would the student who goes by Everest please head to the office as soon as possible."

"Ooooh, sounds like someone's in trouble for peeking on us while sleeping~" Yang says as Everest stands up, right before Yang gets tackled by Ruby.

"Stop being nasty!" Everest just turns and leaves, shaking his head slightly as the two sisters fight each other again.

5 Minutes Later, Headmaster's Office

As Everest exits the elevator, he notices his holographic projector next to Ozpin's desk, with Brez taking to him. Noticing his appearance, Ozpin looks up and greets him, Everest returning the gesture. Ozpin leans on his desk, putting his hands under his chin.

"Hello, Everest. As it turns out, your exceptional performance in fighting appears to have caught the attention of Vale's police force." 'What, am I gonna be arrested?' "They made the bold request that they borrow you for a mission into suspected White Fang territory." Everest was rather surprised. This is sudden.

"And what did you say, Professor?"

"I was going to give them a straight no, but I figured maybe you could have a say in this subject."

"I would give you my answer, but I would like to know why my AI is on a holographic projector, mine, to be exact, in your room." The pale fire flares on the projector.

"I have taken the liberty to dig through the network system used on Remnant. Apparently these massive towers broadcast signals across the planet. Should one go down, there is nothing the other three kingdoms can do to keep their network operational." Everest holds up a hand.

"Two things. One, I never told you to infiltrate an entire planet's network. Two, if they detected your presence, which I'm sure they have considering you're in Ozpin's office, we're screwed, alright? You just hacked three different countries from Beacon's tower and they'll trace it here, and Ozpin's going to have to answer them and then we'll be in deep sh-"

"Ozpin only found out because I visually appeared on his monitor asking him questions about the nature of Vale, as per, of course, your mission's objective." Ozpin idly pushes a tablet away.

"Brez confided in me that you were essentially here to log the planet and learn more about it should some form of civilization be present. Since I'm certain that if I kept you here as a student until you officially "graduate", you will not be able to perform your given duties as well, which will certinally also involve repricussions for me. I am simply offering you a choice to learn more about the... nature, of certain groups." Everest narrows his eyes behind his helmet.

"This is all rather sudden, Professor. It gives me the feeling that there is more to it." Ozpin nods.

"To tell you the truth, yes, there is more to it. However, it is more to satisfy my own curiosity about your kind. Exactly about what my curosity is about, I will leave as a secret. My offer still stands." Everest lightly taps his chin, thinking.

"... What is the White Fang, exactly?"

"People see it as a terrorist group who wishes nothing more than wiping out all human life on Remnant." 'But how do you see it?'

"Very well. Tell them I accept and will be on my way."

"Make your way to the landing pad, you will be taken straight towards the zone in which you'll operate."

"Do you mind if I take Brez along with me?"

"Not at all." Everest extracts the chip from the terminal and starts to head out, whispering to him inside his helmet.

"You're in big trouble, Brez."

"Oh, please. A little infiltration never hurt anybody."

A/N: I should probably take a break from this before I burn myself out.

I do have a shocker planned for Everest soon.

Anyone notice how I'm bad at fitting in multiple perspectives at once?