Hello everyone. I am proud to announce that the story has reached over three thousand views. That is a great accomplishment and I could not have done it without all of you. So thank you all for the support. I have really enjoyed writing this story so far and have been watching both Volume 1 and 2 of RWBY to get a refresh of the combat and story.
We will be arriving at Beacon this chapter and there will be a surprise at the end of the chapter that I am sure some of you will enjoy, or hate, I don't know but nonetheless onto the story!
Welcome to Beacon Academy: Part I
Tyrell had been an Undead once. He had slain many of his foes and died many times. He had faced down fearsome enemies like the small Drakes of the Valley of Drakes to the giant rats in the Depths. He had even faced the fearsome Hellkite Drake that guarded the bridge of the Upper Burgs. He helped in the invasion of Anor Londo as his Lord rose to power. Yes, being Undead had given many challenges to Tyrell, challenges that he overcame.
He was a strong knight who was the captain of the Knights of Omen for his tactical skills on the field of battle, and ability to lead his fellow knights.
Tyrell had faced many horrors and challenges in his life, but nothing could have prepared him for the situation that he was in now.
"You're going to have to let go when we land eventually, you know that right?" Qrow asked as he looked over at the knight holding onto his seat as if letting go would kill him.
"I- I am f-fine Qrow. Nothing t-that a k-knight such as m-myself can't handle." Tyrell stuttered as he looked at Qrow assuring him that he was fine.
After they had entered the kingdom of Vale's outer walls, they had come to a port of sorts. Qrow had told Tyrell that they would need to ride a "Bullhead" to reach the city of Vale, the kingdom's capital.
Tyrell questioned what this "Bullhead" was but Qrow simply looked at him with a smirk on his face and responded with, "You'll see soon enough."
Tyrell was utterly surprised and a little fearful, as a giant metal beast burst through the clouds and was heading straight for their position. Tyrell had raised his sword and shield to defend himself from the metal beast until he heard Qrow laughing.
Looking over at the man Tyrell was about to ask why he had not drawn his weapon to fight the metal beast, until it stopped right in front of them.
Just as Tyrell was about to attack the metal beast, Qrow placed a hand on his shoulder and told him that this was a "Bullhead."
"You expect me to allow myself to be eaten by a beast? You are mad." Tyrell told Qrow.
"It is not a living thing Tyrell, it is a piece of technology that mankind invented to make travel easier." Qrow said this as he knocked on the back of the Bullhead to indicate that it was not alive. He then boarded the Bullhead through the open door and gestured for Tyrell to follow.
The knight was still hesitant of entering the foreign metal beast despite seeing Qrow walk into it with ease.
The man then sighed as he said, "It's not going to eat you Tyrell. Now can you get on already, we need to get to the city before nightfall." Tyrell was still hesitant at first, but took a few steps forward closer to the metal beast.
Arriving at the door that Qrow used to enter it, Tyrell slowly placed one foot inside the flying metal beast, and then he fully got into the "Bullhead."
However, as he entered the thing he heard a distinct roar upon his entrance and said, "I knew that this thing wished to eat me! I will not give it the pleasure." Turning around to exit the same way he came in, Tyrell slammed into the side of the beast and stumbled backwards a bit.
After shaking his head, Tyrell looked up to see that the entrance that was once there had vanished. He was trapped inside the metal monster and would be eaten alive!
Then Qrow grabbed Tyrell by his right arm and told him, "Calm down Tyrell. This is a Bullhead, not some metal monster that will eat you. That sound you heard was just the engines prepping to take off. The Bullhead is not going to eat you. Now please, take your seat so you don't fall over."
Finally calming down, Tyrell had taken one of the seats that resided on the wall of the Bullhead. As he sat down he felt a lurch as the Bullhead lifted off into the air. That was when he grabbed the sides of his seat to hold on.
Qrow simply took the seat across from Tyrell and laughed a little and then asked, "I guess that from your village not many Bullheads come by?"
"Indeed. This is my first time riding a Bullhead." Tyrell answered as he calmed down somewhat, but still clung to his seat. "And hopefully my last." Tyrell mumbled under his breath.
"Well don't worry, you'll get used to riding in these eventually. Just be happy that you can't see the ground right now." Qrow assured Tyrell.
"The ground? How high up are we Qrow?" Tyrell questioned.
The man across from him scratched the back of his head, as if nervous, and responded, "About 30,000 feet in the air."
Silence fell between the two as Tyrell's grip on his seat grew tighter. He said, "Your right, I am not happy, but ecstatic that I cannot see the ground right now."
Qrow chuckled a bit and thought, 'This is going to be a long ride.'
…
It had been a half hour, to Tyrell an eternity, when the city of Vale was in sight and they were a few minutes away from landing.
Tyrell had eventually let go of his seat to see the city and he was impressed at what he saw. Off in the distance he saw advanced buildings that looked like they could hold hundreds of citizens in each one. The building had a strange architecture that Tyrell couldn't explain, but it was beautiful nonetheless.
As they drew closer he could make out strange tubes supported by pillars that rose just above the buildings. He noticed what looked like metal snakes running along inside the tubes.
Throughout the skies he noticed more of the Bullheads travelling through the air, some landing while others took off.
Further off in the distance he noticed what appeared to be Bullheads, but different in shape and many more of them. He also took note of one of two gargantuan sized ships that dwarfed the others by comparison.
'Something to inform my Lord about.' Tyrell made a mental note to himself to inform his Lord about these flying behemoths.
The ships seemed to be further up North, and Tyrell was glad that he would not have to worry about them for now.
"Qrow, what are we to do once we reach the city?" Tyrell asked the Hunter, curious to know what would happen now that Qrow finished escorting him the city.
Qrow looked over at Tyrell and answered, "Well as fun as it was, we will be parting ways once we arrive at Vale. I will be sending you over to an old friend of mine and he will decide what to do with you. He also has some questions he would like to ask you himself."
Qrow had received a response from Ozpin right after Tyrell had killed the Giant Nevermore and… regrettably lost 100 lien to the knight. He was to hand off Tyrell to Ozpin himself at the Bullhead port leading to Beacon Academy.
Tyrell did not like the fact that he would be left alone by the first human that he had come across, and trusted somewhat, so far on Remnant. He became nervous as he would become lost in the city without his guide. Tyrell would not be able to trust anyone and he would be alone.
Sensing his nervousness Qrow placed a hand on Tyrell's shoulder and said, "Hey don't worry, the one who wants to see you is a good man. He has done so much for me and I trust him with my life."
"Would you sacrifice your life for this man?" Tyrell questioned.
"Yes. I would gladly lay down my own life if it meant to save his." Qrow answered without a second thought. Tyrell took the answer and smiled underneath his helmet.
"This man, he seems a lot like my Lord. Please, what is this man's name Qrow?" Tyrell asked.
"His name is Ozpin, and you will be meeting him very shortly." Qrow said as they both looked back out the window of the pilot compartment at the city of Vale.
…
Tyrell had never been so happy to be back onto solid ground when they had landed. He thanked the old lords for keeping him safe on his ride on the Bullhead. They were currently walking through the city of Vale, and actually walking through the city made Tyrell even more impressed.
Seeing the buildings up close made Tyrell speechless at the architecture put into every detail.
Long black poles held glass at the top. Tyrell had asked Qrow what was the purpose of them and he told him that they were "Light posts" that lit up at night to provide light so people could see in the dark.
They walked across a black street of some sort where more metal beasts roamed. These ones however seemed to only stay on the ground and still held the same purpose of the Bullheads of transportation. Qrow had called them "Cars."
Despite being impressed by all the architecture around Tyrell, he felt nervous since he was getting many odd looks from other citizens as both he and Qrow passed by. He could feel their eyes on him and he would be lying if he said that it didn't unnerve him a little.
Tyrell too looked at the citizens with a puzzled look. They all wore strange attire that he had never seen before. Some men and women walked around in what appeared to be a shirt with the sleeves cut sort, along with pants that were blue. He saw a few women with blouses and men with fancy attire, but nothing like the rags that many citizens from his kingdom wore.
It seemed that humans of this world were both more advanced in technology and had improved their fashion.
They had come across a fountain of sorts that showed an angel pouring water into the base as they walked through a small courtyard filled with stone pavement and green grass. Tyrell even saw a few trees throughout the courtyard.
They had continued walking when they had reached a very busy port that housed both small and large Bullheads.
"Well here we are Tyrell, the Vale Airport that handles all the travels to and from other kingdoms, and Beacon Academy." Qrow said.
"Beacon Academy?" Tyrell said with confusion in his voice.
"It is the most advanced Academy that trains the next generation of Hunters and Huntresses. There are others in the other kingdoms, but this one is by far the best." Qrow explained.
"Where is this Ozpin fellow that you mentioned on the Bullhead? I would like to make his acquaintance as soon as possible." Tyrell asked.
"He should be arriving here shortly, but in the meantime how about you sit on that bench over there to wait for him." Qrow pointed over at an empty bench that looked like it could hold two people.
"Thank you Qrow. Were it not for you I might still be roaming around in that crimson forest. I know that it is not much in return, but here." Tyrell reached into his pocket and withdrew five Prism Stones and placed them in Qrow's hand. They gave off the colors of red, yellow, violet, white, and silver. Qrow looked down at the stones and then back at Tyrell.
"I will accept these, but do not worry about trying to repay me further. It is my duty as a Huntsman to help those in need. I need to get back to my mission now, but I wish you luck Tyrell." Qrow said as he turned around to walk away when Tyrell placed a hand on his shoulder.
"By the way Qrow, you can keep your 100 lien." Tyrell said and let go of the man's shoulder. Qrow looked back at the knight and chuckled as he continued walking away. Tyrell tried to see the man off, but he disappeared into the crowd, lost among the hundreds of people trying to get to their destination.
Sighing, Tyrell walked over to the still empty bench and waited for this man Qrow spoke of, Ozpin.
Despite the commotion of people walking to and from the landing Bullheads, Tyrell had tuned them out and sat there in thought. It had been almost an hour since Qrow left and Tyrell was beginning to wonder when Ozpin was going to show up to meet the knight.
'My Lord will be happy to hear about all of this.' Tyrell looked up at all the citizens, Bullheads, and buildings and couldn't wait for his Lord's next call.
Then a thought troubled him, 'The way he looked when I told him of the Light that humanity holds in this world. Could it be that my Lord fears the Light? When he arrives on this world, will he seek to destroy it? No. My Lord is strong and kind hearted. He would not harm the innocent, even if they are not of his kingdom. My Lord, the future of our kingdom is looking bright and filled with hope for our people.' Tyrell had been so absorbed in thought that he had failed to notice the man sitting right next to him.
His attire reminded Tyrell that of what a rich man would wear to a ball or important meeting.
Clad in all green, from varying shades of dark to light, the man wore a dark green overcoat that was unbuttoned to reveal an even darker green undershirt that was buttoned down. A light green sweater vest lay underneath the buttoned shirt and seemed to be tucked into his dark green pants. The sweater vest was curled up at the neck and had a small grey emblem in the middle of it.
Then Tyrell looked at the man himself. He had snowy grey hair that covered his head, and looked ruffled up slightly, but didn't extend past his neck. Despite having grey hair, the man's face was fairly young, but looked a little older than Tyrell himself. He wore small green glasses that stayed at the bridge of his nose, and his eyes were that of a pale brown.
The man seemed to be holding a mug of some sorts in his left hand while his right rested atop his lap. There Tyrell noticed a grey cane with a silver hilt that had a strange design to it. Tyrell also saw how it had a small handle attached to the silver hilt.
'Why would a cane need a handle? Maybe it is his weapon perhaps?' Tyrell thought to himself as he observed the man sitting right next to him.
As if reading Tyrell's thoughts the man said, "This cane has been my weapon for many years. It has served me well throughout my time as a Hunter."
Tyrell, being caught off guard by the man's ability to answer his thoughts, starred at him for a moment in silence. His voice was calm yet held an air of authority to it. Tyrell then asked, "You were a Hunter once?"
Smiling, Ozpin responded, "I still am. My name is Ozpin, Headmaster of Beacon Academy." Tyrell was again surprised that the man sitting next to him was the Ozpin that Qrow had mentioned.
"How did you know where I would be waiting?" Tyrell questioned the Headmaster.
"Well, your choice of armor doesn't exactly blend in with the crowd." Ozpin said as he gestured to Tyrell's Silver Knight armor.
Looking down at himself, Tyrell awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck for asking such a foolish question.
"I guess you would be correct there Headmaster Ozpin." Tyrell said.
"Please, call me Ozpin, formalities aren't needed here." Ozpin told Tyrell. "May I ask you your name?" Ozpin asked.
"Sir Tyrell, the Sentinel, knight of the Ashen Lord, pleased to make your acquaintance, Ozpin." Tyrell stood up and bowed slightly to the Headmaster.
"Ahh, a knight, Qrow mentioned that you were one. What family do you come from?" Ozpin asked with a slight interest.
The Undead curse had eradicated all of Tyrell's memories of his life before he became Undead. Still wanting to keep the curse a secret, he lied, "I was told that I was the last of my family. The rest had all perished when Grimm attacked our village when I was a mere infant. I was raised by my fellow knights, and grew up to be a fine warrior under my Lord."
Ozpin narrowed his eyes somewhat while Tyrell told how he was brought up. Tyrell didn't think anything of it as he finished telling his false tale.
"I'm sorry." Ozpin said, apparently believing Tyrell's lie.
"There is no need to apologize Ozpin. It was not your fault." Tyrell said.
"Well now that introductions are out of the way. I suppose that we should be heading over to Beacon now." Ozpin said as he stood up from the bench and started walking towards an awaiting Bullhead.
Tyrell understood, the evening had arrived and the sun would be setting within the hour, so it would be best to head there to talk.
Tyrell followed Ozpin until he arrived at the foot of the awaiting Bullhead and stopped.
Seeing this Ozpin said, "Something the matter Tyrell?"
"No, it's nothing. It's just that I didn't expect to be riding on one of these things again so soon." Tyrell answered as he slowly stepped into the waiting Bullhead.
Ozpin took a sip from the mug that he was carrying, a brown liquid that swayed with the movement waited inside the mug. Tyrell just made out the hint of a smile from the corners of Ozpin's mouth as he drank his beverage.
When he had finished taking a long sip of his coffee Ozpin asked, "I take it that this is your second time riding in a Bullhead?"
"Yes, where I am from we have never seen one of these machines before. We are a very secluded village. That is why my Lord had commanded me to venture out and find help. Our village is starting to succumb to a famine that has dried up all the crops and has drained most of the water." Tyrell half-lied as he answered Ozpin.
"Well, I am sorry to hear that. Maybe Vale can help your village and you can return the favor in the future." Ozpin offered to Tyrell.
"It is not my decision, but that of my Lord's. I will have word with him in due time." Tyrell told Ozpin.
'With the black flame that Qrow informed me about? Possibly.' Ozpin thought to himself as he saw Beacon in the distance.
"We will be arriving at our destination shortly." Ozpin said as he pointed his cane towards the window that allowed one to see Beacon Academy.
Tyrell followed the man's cane and soon enough he saw the Academy off in the distance. What he could see so far was what looked like a castle. In fact, it reminded Tyrell of Anor Londo before it was burned to the ground. There were multiple small towers that all surrounded one tall tower that stood above the rest. Green lights emitted from the tallest tower and Tyrell found that strange, but he didn't question Ozpin about it.
Tyrell could also make out a court yard where more of the Light posts were on either side of the pathway leading up to the main building itself. The whole Academy was on top of a great Cliffside where a magnificent waterfall ran down to the ocean below. A vast and lush green forest was behind the Academy and only made the sight more amazing.
They were still two to three miles away from the Academy and the buildings looked rather big. They would be even larger once they arrived.
"This Beacon is glorious Ozpin. How did you come to be the Headmaster of such a fine Academy?" Tyrell asked Ozpin.
"Being a Hunter has its perks, Tyrell." Ozpin stated as he smiled at Tyrell's compliment to his school.
"Once we arrive there Tyrell, I will be taking you to my office so we can discuss a few things regarding your stay in Vale." Ozpin said. Tyrell felt a little uneasy about the questioning, and how he would keep his secret of not being of this world from the Headmaster.
"Yes, of course Ozpin." Tyrell responded.
…
After they had landed the sun had nearly set and Tyrell could see stars starting to peek out of the now orange/violet sky. The sight before him had rendered Tyrell in a state of awe.
Where he had spotted the courtyard, trees and bushes covered both sides, and small pools of water were on either side of the courtyard as well. Large walls surrounded the front of the school with hollowed out archways. Tyrell assumed that they were for decoration rather than defense.
Tyrell was so distracted by the architecture and size of the Academy that he didn't realize that they had walked up to a fountain of sorts that stood in front of the Academy.
The fountain itself was rather bland, but the statue in the middle of it caught Tyrell's eye. In the middle of the fountain stood a life size stone sculpture of two figures, one male and the other female. The male had a sword drawn and held it high above his head, pointing it up at the sky. The female figure had planted a battle axe into the ground and was standing right behind the male figure.
Both wore what appeared to be leather armor with hoods that went over their heads. Tyrell had looked down at the foot of the statue and saw a creature a Grimm, a Beowulf, at the base of the statue.
To Tyrell it depicted humanity's triumph over the Grimm, and the sword that rose into the air signified hope to the knight.
Tyrell continued to look at the statue as Ozpin walked right next to him and said, "Humanity has made many triumphs against the Grimm, but have also suffered many losses as well. Villages overrun and territory lost, but this statue shows humanity's resolve to face the Grimm threat head on and to never give up. It gives the next generation of Hunters and Huntresses hope that one day we can reclaim what we had lost." Tyrell turned to the man for a second as he finished and then looked back at the statue.
'Just as we had done. Our Lord purged us of the curse and gave us what we had lost when the old Lord linked the Fire… our humanity and the ability to finally die human.' Tyrell thought.
"Headmaster Ozpin!" A feminine voice called out and had driven Tyrell away from his thoughts. Both men turned to see a woman with bright blonde hair coming at them with a scowl on her face.
As Tyrell observed her he noticed that she was wearing a white long sleeved shirt, with the sleeves rolled up just before the elbow, and wore some sort of button up black pants. He also saw how she had a purple cape of sorts that looked like tendrils were hanging down the ends.
She wore glasses and held some sort of crop in her right hand. Her heels clicking against the ground with each step she made as she neared the two.
"Is there a problem Glynda?" Ozpin asked his blonde assistant that seemed to be giving the Headmaster the death stare.
"Problem?! You just up and leave the Academy without informing me first, then you are gone nearly all day and have been ignoring my calls, and…" She then noticed Tyrell standing next to Ozpin and continued, "You brought back a stranger?" She questioned while keeping a stern face while looking up at Tyrell.
Tyrell looked down at the woman, Glynda, as she questioned Ozpin. The woman spoke with authority and discipline as she addressed the knight.
"Who are you and why are you on Beacon Academy property?" Glynda asked the stranger in front of her. It sounded more like an order rather than a question.
"Sir Tyrell, the Sentinel, knight of the Ashen Lord. I was brought her by the Headmaster himself." Tyrell answered with a calm, voice and asked, "And you madam?"
Glynda was slightly taken aback to being addressed formerly, but she didn't show it as she said, "Glynda Goodwitch. But you will refer to me as Miss. Goodwitch." Tyrell nodded and thanked her as she turned to Ozpin.
"Now Glynda, I know you are upset, but I had urgent business to attend to. Qrow had informed me of some important information that needed my immediate attention." Tyrell did not see it but Ozpin had shifted his eyes to Tyrell for a brief second to let Glynda know that it had to do with the knight. "I deeply apologize for my actions Glynda and I hope that you will forgive me."
Taking a deep sigh Glynda pinched the bridge of her nose and responded, "It is fine Ozpin, but please inform me when you are leaving Beacon in the future. With the second semester stating tomorrow the students will be riled up as it is, and a missing Headmaster would not help."
"Thank you Glynda. Now Tyrell if you would please come with me to my office so we can discuss your stay in Vale." Ozpin said as he faced the knight.
"Of course, Ozpin. Lead the way." Nodding all three left the courtyard and went inside the Academy.
…
When they had entered Beacon, Tyrell had not seen much as the way to Ozpin's office was rather short. They had arrived at an elevator that took them up to the top of the large tower.
Tyrell had to grab a side railing as he was not used to being so high up off the ground as they ascended to the top.
When they exited the elevator Tyrell saw a small desk that sat to the left of two shining metal doors. The doors opened by themselves that allowed them to access the Headmaster's office.
'What sorcery is this?' Tyrell thought as he walked through the doors and into the office.
What Tyrell saw was an expansive circular office. The ceiling was made of glass and had gears spinning and moving above the glass.
'Is this an office or a clock?' Tyrell thought to himself as he had seen gears used in clocks before in Lordran, but only a few existed. Towards the back of the office was a desk unlike any Tyrell had ever seen.
It had a strange 'C' shape to it, but it was more stretched out and the ends curved slightly. Tyrell noticed turning gears inside the desk and even the chair seemed to be made of gears.
'Strange… very strange.' Tyrell thought to himself.
Behind the desk was a window that was the back face of a large clock.
"Your office is very… interesting Ozpin." Tyrell complimented. The whole place just seemed strange to Tyrell.
"Thank you. Please, take a seat." Ozpin gestured to one of two seats that were in front of his desk. Tyrell took the seat to his right and thanked Ozpin.
"Before we begin Ozpin, is it alright if Miss. Goodwitch is here to hear this?" Tyrell questioned as he looked over at the blond woman standing behind Ozpin to his right. Her eyes narrowed when Tyrell asked his question, but Ozpin waved her off.
"I trust Miss. Goodwitch to be here, and in time you will too." Ozpin assured Tyrell.
"Then let us begin." Tyrell said as he leaned back into his seat slightly, surprised at how comfortable it felt.
"Good. Now my first question for you is why were you in Forever Falls where Qrow found you?" Ozpin asked.
"As I had told you before, my village had come down with a famine that has killed off all our supplies of food and most of our water. The land there has become too hard to live off of." Taking a pause Tyrell then continued, "What I did not tell you however, was that now my Lord seeks a new home for his people and has sent me to find one." Tyrell finished and waited for Ozpin's next question.
"I see, but how could the people of your village possibly move? Surely they would need supplies to make the long journey to one of the four kingdoms." Ozpin said.
"My Lord has… a plan to move our people to a new home." Tyrell knew of the portal that he used to arrive on Remnant, but could his Lord safely move everyone in the Burgs to this world?
"And could you inform me of this "plan" that your lord came up with?" Ozpin asked.
"I am sorry, but my Lord has not even told me of his plan to save our village." Tyrell said as he looked down for a brief second wondering what the "plan" actually was.
"Well, I cannot say that the Council will spend many resources to help a village, but I will inform them about the problem." Ozpin said.
"Thank you Ozpin. What is your next question?" Tyrell asked.
"You are welcome Tyrell. I have never seen armor like that before in my lifetime and I don't recall ever seeing it in any textbooks that I have ever read. Can you tell me why I have never seen it before?" Ozpin narrowed his eyes, awaiting Tyrell's response.
Tyrell tensed up somewhat at Ozpin's question. It would be harder to lie about his armor since Ozpin has apparently seen many forms of armor custom to this world.
After a few moments had passed, Tyrell had finally come up with a valid lie.
"You see Ozpin, the land that my village was built upon had an old mine inside one of the mountains that led us to find a new substance. The material we found we called titanite. A lot like normal iron and steel, but much more durable and stronger. It allowed our knights to fight off the Grimm without much bodily harm." Tyrell finished his lie and looked into Ozpin's narrowed eyes.
"Hmm… I have never heard of this "titanite" before, but it sounds powerful. You said "without much bodily harm," why did your fellow knights not just use their Aura to defend themselves?" Ozpin continued with his questions.
"Since our village was so secluded from the outside world, none of our people ever discovered our own Aura and we had to rely on armor to defend ourselves." Tyrell finished.
Glynda had a small look of surprise on her face when she heard the news of Tyrell's village, her eyebrows were raised slightly, but she quickly put back on the stern mask that she wore when talking to students or strangers.
Ozpin didn't show any type of reaction at all and this had made Tyrell wonder, 'Did they see through my lie?'
"Well I have never heard of an entire village not unlocking their Aura, but I guess that being very secluded for so long might cause that. Your fellow knights must be very powerful to be able to fight off Grimm without their Aura unlocked." Ozpin said.
"Yes, both my fellow knights and I are very strong and have been able to hold back the Grimm for years. Is there any more questions Ozpin?" Tyrell asked.
"Yes, but only a few more. Qrow had mentioned that you had implemented Dust into your weapon when you fought an Ursa Major. He said that it looked like yellow lightning was shooting out of it and cut through the Ursa's bone plated hide with ease. Care to explain how you did that?" Ozpin questioned.
"To my people that was the use of a miracle. We do not use Dust in any of our weapons." Tyrell told the truth this time.
Both Glynda and Ozpin looked at the knight with a confused look on their face, and then Ozpin spoke, "Miracles? Could you please explain?"
"Of course. Miracles are the art of calling upon an ancient deity or god for power. Miracles can be used either to heal injuries, or to be used in battle. As Qrow saw, I called upon the ancient God of War to cast the legendary Sunlight Blade." Tyrell finished explaining and saw how Glynda narrowed her eyes so much that they looked like slits, and Ozpin had one brow raised in confusion.
"I'm not sure how I feel about that answer, but regardless Qrow told me that you could handle yourself well on the battle field and how you apparently "one shot a Giant Nevermore", as Qrow put it." Ozpin said. "How exactly did you pull that off?" He asked.
Sighing, Tyrell stood up from his seat and took a step backwards as he apparently pulled out his Dragon Slayer Greatbow out of nowhere, again.
Glynda took a few steps back in surprise at the size of the bow, and Ozpin held a smile on his face as he looked at the weapon.
Tyrell positioned his bow so that it stood tall in one hand while he pulled out a Dragon Slayer Great arrow from his pouch.
"This is what I shot the Giant Nevermore with." Tyrell said lifting up both the Greatbow and arrow with ease.
"Where on Remnant did that come from?" Glynda broke her silence as she looked at the massive weapon.
"Did you not see it upon my back Miss. Goodwitch?" Tyrell questioned as Ozpin's smile grew wider.
"Unless if it was invisible, then no, I didn't see it on your back." Glynda said in an annoyed voice.
Chuckling softly, Ozpin said, "Please Tyrell, take your seat back." Complying with the Headmaster, Tyrell took his seat again in front of the Headmaster. Laying both his Greatbow and arrow onto the side of the desk, Tyrell waited for Ozpin to ask his next question.
"Tyrell, after hearing from Qrow about your skills on the battlefield, your plea for help for your village, and the use of your… miracles, I have one final question to ask you." Ozpin said.
"Go ahead Ozpin, ask me your question." Tyrell said as he leaned back into the comfortable chair.
"Sir Tyrell, the Sentinel, how would you like to work at Beacon Academy?"
*BOOM* Surprise! I bet you guys and gals didn't see that coming. Were you expecting, "Sir Tyrell, the Sentinel, how would you like to attend Beacon Academy as one of my students?" Well? I had this planned for a while now. Although Tyrell is twenty and very young still, I feel that he would be a better mentor to the good students of Beacon.
Now I will say this, he won't have his own class for two reasons. One, I don't think that he really has anything different to offer in combat, and Glynda had that covered already. Two, I was too lazy to actually think of a class that he could teach, my bad. Instead he will be assisting one of the teachers of Beacon. Now which one you will see in the next chapter. Also, we will finally be seeing team RWBY next chapter, and probably JNPR too, but I'm not sure yet.
Thank you all for reading and I will talk to you all in the next chapter.
