Hello, everyone! I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. After the response on chapter 6, I spent some extra time reviewing this chapter.
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Chapter 4
Erdrick the great: Well, it is your opinion and I respect it. Can't say I agree with it, though.
Chapter 5
Erdrick the great: Well, I also stand by what I said, but thanks, I guess.
Chapter 6
newwritter2016: Haha nope, not a pokemon move. Oh God, I can't believe I let that pass. Thanks a lot, I'll fix it.
tonytaker: I'm going with Knightshade now. I ship Jaune with almost everyone, and I mean almost EVERYONE. I'm still mad because I haven't found those slash fanfics JauneXMercury Coeur Al'Aran mentioned once (Professor Arc. Get it? Anyone?), and there isn't enough MartialArcs on this site. Well, thank you, and be sure to check some Knightshade fanfics, it's a pretty good ship.
gdvp111: Nah, no hard feelings. For me, it only shows that you care enough to point it out. If anything, I have to thank you for the interest.
I'll be the first to admit that I've been lacking on some Jaune/Glynda/Katherine interactions. I have they planned and positioned, but I will concede that I've not thought about anything in between. It is my mistake and I'll assume it, but they will occur. As for the team's dynamics, I understand if it felt a bit rushed, but well... some friendships are like that. As for Ren and Nora, I feel like they were more influenced by Yang and Pyrrha than by Jaune. Like when Weiss and Blake stopped what they were doing when Ruby asked if Jaune was okay on the canon cafeteria scene. Friends of my friends are my friends and that kind of stuff.
Oh, I beg to differ, but only because I have explanations to all of your questions, but on a later chapter. You'll have to hold on onto those Faunus related questions. As for Blake, its not like she told everything to Jaune. She still has her secrets, and so does he. I guess this chapter will explain at least a bit why it didn't took long for her to accept him as a friend, and their time before Beacon. Also, the main problem wasn't Glynda. Blake was just surprised.
Cardin was mostly there because I needed him to be the start of a series of developments that will lead to a key part of the story. He certainly has a sense of self-preservation that would have stopped him from blackmailing Jaune otherwise. As for Katherine, I'll admit that the term "controlled" was misplaced. For her to control an entire battalion would have drained her completely. She altered some memories here and there of a small group at first, and then of others who got suspicious until there was no doubt she was one of them. I overlooked it, my mistake.
Oh... Gee darn it, it would've been great. I wish I had thought on that. I mean, in a certain way, Jaunedice was skipped, but I really need Forever Fall, and you'll soon see why.
demented potato: Thank you! I'm working on it!
Author's POV
Jaune had been quiet since he woke up, the only words he said were to his partner. Weiss and Ruby noticed so, the heiress being the first to ask why, being quickly backed up by Ruby.
"Why aren't you talking with us?!" The white-haired girl demanded, pointing a finger to her leader.
"Yeah! You've been only talking to Blake since you woke up!" Ruby said, pouting.
"Well, Blake hasn't been plotting ways of finding my secrets." Both girls winced at his words.
"Who..." Ruby glared at Blake, who kept a neutral face. "Traitor!"
"Actually, she can't be a traitor if she didn't support you guys from the beginning. She's a spy, at best." Jaune said, defending his partner.
"Well, we're just worried about you! And if we're being fair, I haven't told what I know." Ruby said, crossing her arms.
"I'll tell you guys when I'm ready to talk about it. Don't get me wrong, I trust everyone in our team, and everyone on Team LPYN for the matter. Speaking of which, said team should learn a thing or two about privacy!" He said sarcastically, opening the door of their room and revealing the sight of their sister team, who were eavesdropping through the door, except for Ren, who had been trapped to the ground by Nora. "Minus Ren, who might need some medical attention. Really, get him to the infirmary." He closed the door at their faces. "Can you guys please trust me?!" Weiss sighed.
"Whatever." She pinched the bridge of her nose. "I... I trust you."
"I trust you too!" Ruby said excitedly.
"We trust you, John!" They heard Nora screaming through the door. Jaune face palmed, his face now with a tinge of red.
Red...
"It's so red! I love it!" Ruby said, referring to the red trees of Forever Fall. Jaune was carrying a crate full of empty jars.
"Yes, Miss Rose, the forest of Forever Fall is beautiful. But we are not here to sight-see. Professor Peach has asked all of you to collect samples from the trees deep inside this forest, and I'm here to make sure none of you die while doing so." She took a jar full of a red liquid. "Each of you is to gather one jar's worth of red sap. However, this forest is full of the creatures of Grimm, so be sure to stay by your teammates. We will rendezvous back here by 4 o'clock."
"Let's go, team." Jaune placed the case on the floor, taking one of the jars from the top of it. His teammates did the same and headed to a secluded area of the forest, followed by Team LPYN.
"You look better." Blake said as they were sharing the same tree. Jaune finished filling his jar and handed it to Blake, grabbing hers and starting to fill it with the red sap.
"Yeah. After that conversation a few days ago, our team synergy is back." He said. "Talking with you also helped a lot. I feel lighter, you know?" She nodded, knowing the exact feeling.
"What are you two talking about?" Ruby asked from a nearby tree.
"Uhh... Nothing. Partner stuff." Jaune said, earning a frown from the reaper. She sighed softly before continuing to do her task. Jaune did the same. "Still, part of me regrets keeping this a secret from them..." He whispered, knowing that his partner would hear him with her superior hearing senses.
"You're the only one who decides how long they'll not know." She whispered back, to which he only nodded. After a few seconds, both of them had full jars.
"How are you guys doing over there? Need some help?" He asked his friends. Pyrrha was doing fine on her own, after finally finding a good tree. Yang was near Ruby, the sisters were still trying to find a good tree. Ren and Nora... He couldn't even look at poor Ren, doomed to refill the jars Nora drank. Weiss was the only one besides both of them who had seemed to have finished the task.
"I can't find a good tree." Ruby said, pouting.
"That makes two of us." Yang backed her up. "Do your tree have any juice left? "
"Feel free to check by yourselves." He gestured towards the tree. They gave room for the sisters and walked towards Weiss. "Any Grimm activity?"
"No. It's actually surprising." The heiress said. "Still, we have to keep vigilant."
"I wouldn't expect less." He said, looking at Weiss. "We should stand next to the..." He felt a shiver down the spine, followed by an impact and the sound of glass shattering. His aura protected him from whatever it was, but he felt a dense liquid in his back, which he assumed it was sap. The feeling of the sap against his skin burned. Blake and Weiss looked at him, and then at the source of the attack, both frowning. Jaune noticed that they also had a bit of sap staining their clothes. He looked back at the source, frowning immediately as he saw who it was.
"What a sticky situation, am I right, Johnny Boy?" The brute said with a smirk. Jaune's hands curled into fists as he fought back the urge to enter his 'White-eyes state'. "That's what you get for messing with me."
"As if we'd let you slip out without reporting this to Professor Goodwitch." Weiss said while gripping her rapier.
"Oh, you will. Unless your leader wants to get his dirty secrets slipped out." Cardin retorted, grabbing a box handed to him by one of his teammates. "And if you are wondering what is in the box, well... Just hope that you can run faster than these can fly."
He opens the box, releasing a swarm of black wasps. They moved fast, almost too fast for them to recognise what kind of Grimm they were. But it didn't matter. Their stings were enough to identify them as Rapier Wasps. Usually harmless unless provoked, its venom causing a sharp pain and temporary paralysis, lethal in high doses. Blake and Weiss, who were partly covered in sap, ready to run. Their leader, however, stood there in silence. Blake turned back, grabbing her partner by his arm.
"John! We have to go!" The eyes that met hers weren't his. Instead of the blue irises, she stared at blank white eyes, that showed a bit of affection for a split second before gazing at the Grimm with enough intensity to make Blake shiver.
"Igne Furoris!" He screamed in a thousand voices as a fire blast went through the wasps, reducing them to cinders and bursting into flames where team CRDL were a few moments ago. Without saying a word, he ran towards them with a speed only overmatched by Ruby's, Blake's and Ren's.
"Ruby, Weiss!" Blake exclaimed, taking everyone out from their thoughts on the shocking scene. "Get Professor Goodwitch. Now!"
"On it!" Ruby said, running towards the forest's entrance. Weiss nodded in reluctance and followed her using a speed glyph. Blake ran to the opposite direction, hoping to catch up with her partner in time.
"Yang. You come with me. We'll protect them from possible Grimm." Yang nodded, quickly standing by his side. "You two, follow Blake."
"Yes, fearless leader Renny!" Nora said, saluting Ren before grabbing Magnhild from her back. Pyrrha grabbed Miló and Akouo on its sword form, ready to fight. The group split up, running towards their targets.
Target...
Blake's POV
That wasn't John. Or at least he wasn't acting like himself. The way his eyes turned into white and his voice... His voice had sounded like fragments of many voices. Echoes of men and women, his own voice lost. It scared me. He was going through a bad moment of his life...
And he trusted you... Said a little voice in the back of my head. And I trusted him. I trusted him in a way I only trusted Adam. But he isn't like Adam... Adam would never show himself so vulnerable, not even to me. And that's a good thing. A great thing. He isn't like Adam. But... In his current state, what would he do? He's furious and irrational, and people can do horrible things in such state. I can't let he turn into Adam. I can't let he destroy himself like that.
As I finally reach John, I find him surrounded by five blue fireballs. Cardin, whose team is laying unconscious on the ground, is obviously his target. The boys have burn marks... But are alive nonetheless.
"Please! Don't do this!" Cardin said in fear, one arm covering his face. I screamed John's name, and watched as he looked towards me. His eyes still filled with power, but were oscillating into blue and white, finally setting into blue. I felt relief for a second when he smiled at me.
Then his eyes turned back to white, and the blue fireballs flew towards me.
"Blake!"
Blake...
Author's POV
"Hey! You're Blake, right?" She remembered ignoring the boy at first, preferring to continue to read her book. However, she found the boy persistently annoying. Releasing a sigh, she lowered her book.
"Yes." A short, dry reply. She cursed internally, hoping that the boy would stop pestering her.
"I'm Jonathan Beauregard, I'm also taking the application tests for Beacon." She nodded, looking down at her book. She remembered him, his surname made impossible to her to forget him, otherwise. Even Adam held a tinge of respect by the Beauregard name. "What a coincidence to find you here."
"Yeah." And here she thought that visiting the park would be a good idea. 'It'll be nice.', she thought. 'No one is going to bother you while you're reading.', she thought. She hated being wrong, but she wasn't a seer, was she?
"You're not the most talkative of individuals, are you?" He bravely asked. Bravery or stupidity? She couldn't decide.
"And you're not the most knowledgeable of individuals in terms of privacy and personal space, are you?" If he'd been hurt by her rebuttal, he didn't show it.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to bother you." He said with a sad smile. "It's just that you're the only other applicant that can keep up with me in terms of test results. It felt good to have someone who can challenge me intellectually for a change."
"Because the others aren't as smart as you, are they?" She said with a hint of poison, she hated people who considered themselves superior to others, in any ways.
"No! Don't take me wrong! I was home schooled, so I hadn't peopled to call as equals. My grandmother can kick my ass, physically and intellectually." Her glare softened a bit but wasn't subsided. "Well, sorry again, I didn't mean to bother you. I'm just going to go. Have a nice weekend."
"Likewise." She said politely, satisfied to see him actually going away. He didn't seem that bad, but was definitely lacking in some social skills. After putting some extra thoughts, so did she.
Thought...
'Where am I?' Jaune thought, opening his eyes to see a bunch of nothingness. To say that he was confused was putting it lightly. This time, he wasn't able to see nothing but a black room, and there were flashes of lights of different colours. Usually he had one voice giving him directions on what words to use and when. Now he had a crowd shouting him orders, controlling every muscle, every cell of his body. And all he could do was watch. He was angry, and the voices sounded angry, but decisive. Like a kingdom's war council after a threat to the king. Suddenly, one of the walls of the room turned into a big screen, and Jaune immediately recognized the sight of Forever Fall.
Jaune watched as he ran faster than he usually could, as he finally found team CRDL. At the sight of the team, he felt anger once more. The lights reacted the same way, and his mind filled with a silent rage. Cardin ordered his teammates to attack, and Jaune panicked for a second, not able to move. Then a female voice manifested itself in a pale yellow light, assuming the form of a slender woman in a green toga that covered her feet, her auburn hair braided into a halo braid with long tendrils that seemed to fit her head as a crown. She had a quiver on her back, and held a simple hunting bow. Her eyes were of a teal blue that almost seemed to glow against her tanned skin. When she spoke, Jaune felt a shiver down his spine.
"Lysander... Take it over." A grey light became brighter in the corners of his mind, this time assuming the form of a tall, strong man. He was in full black armour and held a long sword. His face covered by his helmet, but showed his strong brown eyes. The man nodded before bowing to the woman.
"As you wish, Lady Kalliope." He vanished into a flash of grey light, and Jaune saw himself fighting off Cardin's teammates in a fighting style different from his own. He wasn't using his shield, only the sword. Confused, he turned back to the woman, who now stared at him with a raised eyebrow.
"Where am I?" He asked. "What's going on?"
"You aren't the most polite of individuals, are you? I believe people still introduce themselves before asking questions to strangers." She said coldly, earning a few muffled laughs from some of the lights nearby. Jaune had the decency to look embarrassed for a moment.
"I apologize. My name is..."
"Jaune Arc, most known by the name of Jonathan Beauregard. I'm aware." She said without changing her analytical voice.
"Then why..." She shut him up with a glare that matched Glynda's when he misbehaved.
"This room is your psyche. Well, a manifestation of it other than aura. The totality of your mind, conscious and unconscious. As to what is happening now, see it for yourself." She said, gesturing to the "screen", now Cardin had joined his teammates and tried to fight Jaune, or Lysander.
"If this is in my mind, why there are talking lights that take over my body?"
"If that was the case, I'd say you're pretty messed up, kid." Said a male voice coming from a wine coloured light, that took the shape of a slender man with white hair and blood-red eyes matching his vest, under a black long tail coat. He wore black pants, a silver rapier resting by his side.
"Vladimir... There was no need for you to manifest yourself." The woman said, almost snarling at the man.
"You forget that I am his predecessor, not you. And I've done a very nice job until you decided to take over!" He said, earning a glare from the taller woman.
"It's your voice." Jaune said, looking curiously at the man. "The voice in my head, telling me those strange words..."
"Vladimir Schnee, at your disposal." He said, bowing to Jaune.
"Schnee? Like Weiss?" Jaune asked, frowning.
"My grandniece, I suppose. I haven't talked to my family years before my death. I was disinherited. My brother was a good man, but our father... well, it doesn't matter now." Her turned back to Kalliope. "What matters now is that you have to stop taking over like this! We're supposed to guide him, this is far from guidance if you asked me."
"Good, because I haven't." She answered back, pointing to the fight happening on the screen. "This is a threat!"
"These are seventeen-year-old boys who just are really stupid! What's next? You're going to hold a war council next time someone spills a drink over the boy?!" There was some humming from some other lights, agreeing with the man.
"Ignis Flagellum!" She said, pointing to the screen. A fire whip wrapping around Sky's halberd. "Vipera." The whip now was alive, turning into a snake. The fire snake wrapped itself around Sky's wrist, climbing to his arm. Kalliope then turned back to face Vladimir. "They threatened a Faunus, tried to threaten us and now released rapier wasps that would severely hurt or kill us. It was necessary."
"They tried to threaten him!" He pointed to Jaune, who was now more confused. "He handled these situations accordingly, with my help. We're not supposed to interfere like this! We can't broadcast our powers like that! He wasn't even supposed to be here!"
"Can someone please explain this to me?!" Jaune asked. For the first time since he had seen them, they shared a silent nod. Both then turned to face Jaune.
"You're right. His presence here was a mistake, at least for now." She conceded. "But there's no turning back now. Ladies, gentlemen, show yourselves!" The lights around the room took form, shaping into men and women, some with Faunus appendages. Jaune identified at least fifteen different individuals, some younger, some older. He also noticed that there was a lonely light of a light blue standing in the far middle of the room. Kalliope noticed his curiosity. "That is the primordial. The first of us."
"Us?" He asked.
"We're you." Vladimir said. "Well, actually you were us."
"What?" Jaune frowned, quickly glancing at the screen as Dove fell out of combat by a fireball.
"We're your past lives." Kalliope said bluntly.
"But how... Does this has something to do with your voice in my head, saying what words should I use?" Jaune asked Vladimir, who raised an eyebrow and smiled.
"Yes, it does. You see, when the mantle is passed away, it is the duty of its former bearer to teach the next generation. I was taught by Lysander, who was taught by Kalliope, who was taught by Kwan, who was taught by... Well, I think you got it." The Schnee said, gesturing to the others in the room. "I am your teacher, your guide, until you've reached your full potential. Situations like these are rare."
"But heard of, by us, at least. It isn't the first time and I doubt it will be the last." Kalliope added.
"Yes, but usually those situations weren't because of such trivial things!" A man dressed in fur clothes and metal armour resembling a barbarian spoke. "When I faced a horde of Goliaths by myself, we didn't call a reunion! He would've handled a few rapier wasps with a spell only. And it's obviously skilled enough to handle the four of them by himself." The man said, being quickly backed up by others.
"Wait! Before you all start arguing again, I want answers!" Eyes all across the room turned to Jaune. Some of them were curious, others amused by his bravery or stupidity, and others were just menacing. "W-Why am I here?"
"I like this boy." Said the man who spoke earlier. "You see, when the current host is in some sort of mortal danger, we can interfere in a more direct way if we want to. Only to prevent his or her death and the following restart of the circle. In this case, however, I have to agree with Vladimir. There was no need for this, Kalliope."
"Thank you, Arbrath." Vladimir said. "Any more questions?" Jaune snorted, looking at Vladimir as he was crazy. "Fair enough. Unfortunately, I think it's time for you to go back. We shall not interfere like this anymore unless something really threatening happens." He said, frowning at Kalliope, who rolled her eyes in annoyance. "Any objections?" No one showed any concerns. "Good."
"But..." A blinding light filled his eye sight, and he saw Forever Fall again, this time with his own eyes.
"Well, kid, guess you'll be stuck with me for now." He heard Vladimir's voice in his head. "From now on you may talk to me when you feel the need. I won't get in your thoughts unless you call me or when I sense some danger. You might notice that your control over your powers is better now, however using them for a long time with your inexperience has a rather inconvenient after effect. For now, let's finish this up, shall we?" Jaune raised an eyebrow and nodded, his eyes still white. "Good. Now, this one is one of my favourites. Try 'Sanctum Ignis'."
"Sanctum Ignis." Jaune almost whispered, feeling the air around him heat up and form a fire ring before fragmenting into seven fireballs. The flames turned blue and he saw Cardin shiver. However, the brute still lunged his mace towards Jaune. He sidestepped the move, throwing a single fireball to knock Cardin away. The leader of team CRDL tried to get his mace, which landed a few inches away from him. A second fireball hit the ground between his hand and his weapon, scorching his fingers. He grunted in pain, turning around to see the blonde leader gazing at him with piercing, yet almost lifeless, white eyes. Fireballs circled him in a protective way, ready to react at his will.
"Please! Don't do this!" Cardin said, covering his face with his arm. Jaune's eyes were emotionless, the blue fire now swirling around him.
"John!" Said boy turned around, recognizing Blake's voice. He hesitated, looking down at her glowing amber eyes. He saw relief and fear, though her fear wasn't from him, but for him. When he allowed himself to dismiss his power, a lot easier than normally. He smiled at her, and saw hope. Before either could talk, he felt himself flaring with power once more, and before he could do a thing about it, his hand flickered, releasing five blue fireballs towards Blake.
Blue...
She noticed the boy's blue eyes following her as she entered the room. She took her seat a few seats under his. Beacon's entrance exams were everything but quick, under her perspective. If you hadn't attended combat school, you had to face physical exams, written tests, attend lectures on the responsibility of being a hunter, protecting people and such. Most of the people there were either like her, who had grown far from the kingdoms, or had private tutors. Home schooling wasn't uncommon between the most privileged layers of society. And the Beauregard boy was one of them. He was a talented one for sure, if his marks were anything to go by. She found herself quite annoyed by the fact that he was able to outshine her by mere points. She understood what he said when they first properly met now. It felt good to have someone to rival her, at least academically. She wasn't in need of life-threatening rivals after she left the Fang. Her respect for him was slightly increased.
A few days later, she'd finally done it. She bested him. The combat school had a peculiar selection process. There were tests, but there wasn't such a thing as an admissible grade. Only the best were allowed in. Beacon had even a panel that showed all the applicants names and their grades. They were ranked according to their scores, the lowest you were on the board, the smallest your chance was. A red line separated the ones who had a place granted and the ones who wouldn't get in. And for the first time, she was in first place. He was a single point behind, with a solid second place. She caught his eye after he saw the results, she couldn't help but to smirk at him. He'd frowned at first, but then raised an eyebrow and nodded in recognition and respect, bearing a small smirk of his own.
She was at Beacon's library the next time they met. He sat down by her side with a book on Dust Manipulation, she watched from the corner of her eyes as he occasionally took notes on a small notebook of his own. They were both in first place by that time, their next assignment would change that. She had finished hers already, but couldn't resist the temptation of peeking out from her book, trying to read his notes.
"You can always ask, you know?" He said absent-mindedly. She turned her eyes to her own book, cursing internally for being caught. "Want to study together for the next assignment?"
"I already did mine." She said in a teasing, albeit innocent, tone. "Why? Do you need help?"
"Not really. I just thought you might have needed my assistance. I was wrong, apparently." He said cordially. "Perhaps another time, then."
"Of course." She answered back, causing a comfortable silence between them. "We could study together for the upcoming History assignment." She said after a couple of minutes. She caught his smile by the corner of her eyes.
"I would enjoy that." He got up from his chair. "Tomorrow at the same time?" She nodded. "See you tomorrow then, Blake."
Blake...
"Blake!" Pyrrha exclaimed, watching the black haired girl duck from an upcoming fireball. However, the blue barrage of flames went about a foot above where her head was, striking a sneaky Ursa Major. It's fur was caught in the blue fire, causing it to wail in pain. Pyrrha threw her spear at the Grimm's unprotected belly, which led to the creature to curl up slightly in reflex, lowering his head low enough so Nora could hammer it, breaking the skull and causing the Grimm to slowly dissolve. After the Ursa was gone, Blake looked over at her partner, now staggering on his own feet, trying to stand still. He was not feeling well, she could see in his eyes. She ran towards him, catching him before he could fall.
"John! Are you okay? Speak to me!" She demanded, pressing her hand against his forehead. She heard her leader grumbling, or at least she thought it was a grumble until his mouth released a chuckle.
"I knew you cared." He said, and she fought against the urge to slap his face for worrying her. "Are they injured?" He asked, referring to Team CRDL. She glanced at the three unconscious teens, and their wounded leader.
"They'll live." She stated dryly. "It's not like they didn't deserve the beating. Their auras and pride took most of the damage."
"Most?" He asked, a look of worry in his eyes. He was too caring for his own good, sometimes.
"A few minor burns, but they'll be fine." She said reassuringly. "How about you? You seem like you're going to fall apart."
"I..." His brow furrowed. "I need to talk to the headmaster." He said, before drifting through unconsciousness.
Headmaster...
"Ozpin!" A very angry Glynda was pacing around the headmaster's office, her thoughts drifting to her now unconscious son resting at Beacon's infirmary. "You will not disturb him now! He is unconscious! He needs rest!"
"He did request a talk with me. If his display on the forest wasn't proof enough, whatever information he has might put an end to our worries." Glynda scoffed at him.
"He needs to rest. You can talk to him after he recovers. I don't see how waiting a couple of hours, maybe days will interfere in whatever your plans are. I won't allow you to come close to him if I might!" She said with a fire in her eyes that caused even Ozpin to flinch.
"You don't need to worry, Glynda. I was not intending to wake him up from his rest." He said blankly, causing the deputy headmistress to frown.
"Then how..." The elevator doors opened, revealing the sight of someone she wasn't expecting to see. "No." She muttered. "No! I will not allow this again!"
"It's good to see you as well, Glynda." Katherine Beauregard stepped out of the elevator, her brown eyes drifting between Glynda and Ozpin. "You wanted to see me, headmaster."
"Yes, please, take a seat."
"No. It won't be necessary. I'm not doing it." Ozpin flinched.
"I beg your pardon?"
"You forget that I have much more to lose than to gain, Ozpin. Jonathan's, or Jaune's, it doesn't matter, trust in me is still fragile. I'm not going to risk what's left of my relationship with him because of your impatience and stubbornness." Glynda visibly relaxed, as Ozpin was ready to argue. "And yes, I am aware of your worries. You forget that I was in the circle before you could even hold a weapon."
"Then you know that dark times are coming." Ozpin said, his usually welcoming visage cold, hurt and, dare she say, rather menacing. "We need to be sure he will be properly trained as soon as possible." Katherine sneered at his remark.
"He doesn't need your training. You know how the process works. I knew Vladimir, I am sure he's doing a good job tutoring John." She turned towards Glynda. "Now, darling, it would be good for him to wake up around familiar faces. Would you kindly take me to the infirmary?"
"Of course. I've finished my duties for the day unless you wish me to do something else, headmaster?" She asked with an uncharacteristic innocence.
"No, Glynda. You may go. Inform me of any signs of his recovery." He said, his masquerade showing again. "Have a nice day, Katherine."
"I had no idea you thought of me like that, Ozpin. I expected a little more of respect for your elders." She heard Ozpin growl in embarrassment and anger as she left the room with Glynda.
"What was that?" Glynda asked.
"Nothing that I've never heard, that stubborn man.." She shrugged, walking in precise steps along Glynda. "How is John, since he got here?"
"He is the leader of his team." Glynda said, to which Katherine smirked knowingly. "He got along with them quite well, and with another first year's team: Team LPYN. He is doing great on every subject so far, and his fighting abilities are still sharp as a knife."
"That's good to know. I already suspected that he was going to be appointed as a team leader. I see a lot of his mother when I look at him." Katherine said. "His father as well, but... He has that fire she had, that kindness..." The telepath sighed. "How are things between you two?"
"We're communicating better, but he's still hurt. He is a very good actor, thanks to your etiquette lessons. He really knows how to hide his feelings." The blond sighed. "He is trying his best to talk to me again without looking hurt, but I still see the look of betrayal in his eyes."
"A mother always knows when something is wrong with her child." Katherine remarked. "Have you talked to him? Actually talked about everything?"
"I was hoping on waiting until the two of us could talk to him. Together." The elder woman nodded.
"I agree. It's about time we had a much-needed talk."
I based Beacon's entrance test from Veronica Roth's Divergent Series. Basically Dauntless initiation, but with an academical touch.
See you guys soon!
Next chapter: February 18th.
