I am not going to lie, I didn't wait for the new season for more background. I was just lazy, but the new episodes have opened up so many new doors. Such as realizing the gods are jerks for giving Ozpin an impossible tasks. Honestly, my impression is that the gods are children.

Also in regards to the last chapter, I was uncreative and I apologize for basically replacing Ruby with Jaune.


They let the world be as it was.

Beautiful.

Balanced.

Breathless.

They let it be.

So they watched.

Then they felt one soul return from death.

So they hunted.

They saw.

Then the world was gone.

One of the so called gods laid waste.

So many souls, so much light, all extinguished by one act.

They watched them forsake the world.

Then destroy the moon to rub salt in the wound.

Then one was alone.

They watched as she roamed, and tried to end herself in the pool of darkness. But they could not take her due to the gods that had place their curse.

They became sad when she turned into what the dark god was.

Then they pursued the gods for their crimes.

They followed as both were hungry, for justice.

For revenge.

They cornered the god of destruction first, and Wolf had brought him to bloody agony.

The god begged for mercy while screaming in the jaws of Wolf.

Lamb bounded him and dragged him to meet his brother.

But when they had found him, the god of creation was confronting his champion.

Presenting four powerful items to him, then scattering them across the world.

Giving him a task to unite the humans, then introducing the faunas in secret.

Telling him to destroy her, but without telling him that she could not die.

Then warning him of an inevitable judgment day. That if he should fail, they world would be destroyed once more.

And when he was sent away.

Lamb had released and arrow to the god's body where it had struck his hand, then his knees, then one next to his heart.

He would live.

The golden god looked and saw his brother's bloody, battered and bruised form. Then he looked to the giant animals. A wolf wearing a lamb mask and a lamb wearing a wolf mask.

"Who are you to dare and defy us?," he shouted.

"Why would you punish them all for an act of love?," the god of creation was taken back at the female voice of the lamb. "Why would you give the task of uniting an entire race to one soul when two gods could not do it?," her words became more laced with anger.

"Who are you to judge us?," he shouted. Then his brother screamed out, the god saw him in the maw of the wolf crushing his legs with it's teeth. Then he was dropped to the ground and the wolf spoke.

"Who are you to damn and forsake an entire race, and claim to know the balance of life and death?,"

"We are the gods of this world! The creators and the destroyers!," He shouted. The Lamb and Wolf looked at each other. Lamb approached him and rewarded him for his answer.

The reward was a broken nose with Lamb's closed fist.

"Do you know who we are? Dear god?," she spoke softly.

The god refused to answer, so wolf brought his brother into his maw once more by the right arm, and bit down.

"Brother please!," the dark god begged.

"No! Who are you?," the golden god panicked. Lamb looked at him, and put one knee on his stomach causing pain to shoot through him.

"We are never one without the other.," she punched him again. "We are what keeps the balance of the world.," Another one struck him across his face. "We are the Kindred Spirits, but our more known name…," she grabbed his throat and forced him to look at her "...death.,"

"Why are you here?," the beaten god croaked out. Lamb turned her head to Wolf.

"What do all stories have in common dear Wolf?," the wolf dropped the dark god and he started to weep. The wolf adopted a sinister grin as he stared at the less damaged god.

"They end.," he dragged out with a sense of pleasure in his voice. Lamb turned her head back to the older god and stood up.

"They do, but this world's story will not end with you.," she kicked him in the ribs. "You have robbed too many souls of a life, a story to tell, fires put out too soon.," she kicked him again. "We have long shadowed your deeds…,"

"But you will face us now, our punishment to you.," the gods themselves feels a spike of dread and fear course through them.

"Now you have overstepped and punished an entire world of souls for one soul who acted out. Not in greed as you claim, but in love.,"

"Salem longed to be free, and she did not find it outside of her tower, but in a man who rescued her.,"

"Her freedom was that of being outside the her tower.," the dark god croaked out. Wolf turned his head to him and took his paw and stepped on his legs. The younger god screamed out in agony.

"If you truly cared about this world, you would know the humans are stubborn and tend to symbolize concepts with items.," Wolf turned to Lamb. "They should not be allowed back into the world.,"

"That is true Wolf, they had forsaken it more than once.," she grabbed the golden god once more by the throat and lifted him high into the air.

"You will never return, you will never cast a day of judgment, and you will never create or destroy again. Much like your self proclaimed role, you will be worthless.," She threw him to the ground. They both watch the gods scramble and run from their sight.

"We will not forget this, do you understand!," the elder shouted.

"You will pay for this trespassing!," the younger shouted.

"We will see…,"

"...and we will wait.,"

They waited and guarded the world for years.

Then they turned and walked back into the world.

They understood why that mortal did what she did.

They understood loneliness.


The morning was peaceful, as all four had awaken from their slumber. Dressed to the desired formalities that had been established. Then proceeded towards their first lessons of their career. As three of them were rushing with need and understanding that the white haired girl had established the necessity of it.

"We have ten minutes until class starts!," Weiss shrieked.

Relatively peaceful.

It was a quick rush, for once Jaune didn't have to be up so early, so he took advantage and ignored Wolf and Lamb.

He will learn from this mistake, not for the fact they were late.

But he was unjustly thrown out of the room by Yang while they were all changing.

Wolf warned him, to at least get a peek at their bodies next time this happened.

Jaune would personally make sure there was no next time.

Rushing through the corridors and courtyards in record time they finally made it to the class…

...which was empty.

"Ah Ha! Welcome to my class dear students! I am Professor Port." a large elder man spoke from the black board. His bushy eyebrows and red jacket caught their eyes. "You're early! Good, Good, I'm glad to see students taking their role seriously!," He turned back to the board to continue his diagrams and grimm he was sketching on the board.

"Uh Weiss, what time is it?," Yang turned.

"It is...nearly nine 'o clock…," Weiss trailed.

"Weiss, you're from Atlas right?," Blake asked.

"Yes, oh…," Jaune looked at her scroll then to his own.

"There is nearly an hour time difference.," Blake smirked. Weiss started to blush at the embarrassing situation that was developing.

"Come on you three, let's go get breakfast.," Jaune offered.

Lamb growled curses and death threats to Weiss even though she couldn't hear.


The hour of breakfast was not as productive as Yang would have hoped in getting to know her teammates. Out of all of them, Jaune was the more talkative person.

Weiss didn't seem to be in a talking mood after the morning screw up with her scroll. She chatted a little but it didn't seem like she was all there. Not that she herself blamed her. Sure it was unfortunate, but they got the early helpings of warm food.

Blake seemed to be more focused on her book rather than joining in the conversation. She probably needed time to get to know her and Weiss. Jaune knew her much longer than she did. So she just had to put faith in him to break her out of her shell.

For Jaune, he tried to include the others but it was the same result. With his role as team leader, she could see him sigh in defeat. He looked down to his mask that was strapped to his waist.

There was always next time.


When they had made it back to the classroom, there was a larger population this time, as several teams had made it on time, along with them at fifteen minutes to spare.

Jaune led them to the front row where the some remaining seats where. Blake took his left, Yang and took his right while Weiss took the other spot next to Yang.

Jaune looked around the classroom, there was a blunderbuss axe hanging on the wall next to some replica heads of grimm. The board held the sketches of grimm: a deathstalker, a beowolf, a boarbatusk, a nevermore and an ursa. They all had various arrows and text written on them.

Jaune noticed the cage of to the left of the room. It was shaking ever so gently.

'Wolf, is that what I think it is.,"

"It is Jaune, it is too small to hold and ursa or deathstalker.,"

"Either a junior beowolf or boarbatusk.," Lamb said.

"Someone will be called up to fight. If it is voluntary, you bet we will be the first on to slaughter one.,"

Jaune sighed, he didn't mind Wolf's fighting attitude. He was rambunctious about it sometimes, but to put him out there in a new environment just didn't sit well with him. Then Jaune put two and two together.

"Something up?," Yang nugged him. Jaune pointed to the cage. "Oh! We can take it.," she pounded her fists together.

"It is small enough to hold a beowolf or boarbatusk, look at the board.," Yang followed his instructions. "Someone is fighting one of those two today.,"

"An immediate assessment to see who was paying or rather not paying attention.," Weiss spoke up. "We should take notes.," She opened her notebook and began writing. The rest of them followed suit.

When they had finished with the third diagram Yang looked around.

"Where is Ruby and her team?," When she had finished the door flew opened as four bodies piled in.

Team RVRN stood up and threw themselves into seats next to his team.

"Made it!," Ruby said. Weiss huffed at her and continued to write. There was a momentary silence until the professor walked in.

"Monsters! Demons... Prowlers of the night! Yes, the creatures of Grimm have many names, but I merely refer to them as prey! Ha-ha!"

"I like where this is going.," Wolf said. He was the only one who commented. The rest of the room was quiet and Jaune swore he heard a cricket.

"Uhhhh... And you shall too, upon graduating from this prestigious academy! Now, as I was saying: Vale, as well as the other three kingdoms, are safe havens in an otherwise treacherous world! Our planet is absolutely teeming with creatures that would love nothing more than to tear you to pieces! And that's where we come in. Huntsmen! Huntresses..." He pauses and he sends a wink towards Jaune or Yang. Jaune couldn't tell due his large eyebrows but he heard Yang groan. "Individuals who have sworn to protect those who cannot protect themselves! From what, you ask? Why, the very world!"

"Yes!,"

Some student shouted in agreement in the background.

"He gets it Jaune! Come now, you should know this better than any other students here!," Wolf laughed.

"He does wolf, quiet now.," Lamb shushed him. The professor started again.

"That is what you are training to become. But first: A story. A tale of a young, handsome man... Me! When I was a boy..."

"Tell us old man, your grand stories of violence when you were in your youth!," Wolf cheered.


It was moments like these that wolf wishes he could eat words, more specifically his own.

The fat man continued on with his pompous story causing many to either fall asleep or simply find a distraction.

Wolf gathered his surroundings, every student was either in a state of aware comatose or sleeping. He looked around, there were plenty of shadows to stalk in.

He was glad Jaune had grabbed the mask, lest he be bored in their room. Wolf tried to find anything to keep his attention until he laid his eyes on the cage.

He smirked and kept into the shadows. Making sure nobody saw him, he stalked closer.

'What lies in this trap?,' He thought. He crept closer and closer until a familiar scent filled his senses.

Dirt and mud, grime and blood, rotten and diseased.

'Oh little piggy, you'll be crying wee wee wee to your death.,' he glistened his sharp fangs as he made his way back.


Jaune sat in silence as he listened. If one thing he learned was that elder people survived because they were cunning and smart against the grimm. Whether they were a huntsman or not.

His team was worse for wear, Blake was distracted with a book hiding behind her text book, Yang was asleep and Weiss was frustrated with Ruby and Pyrrah's antics.

"Ah-heh-hem!" Professor Port snapped then all to his attention "In the end, the Beowolf was no match for my sheer tenacity, and I returned to my village with the beast in captivity and my head held high, celebrated as a hero!"

Wolf was quiet, a little too quiet especially after earlier.

'Wolf. Wolf!," He shouted in his head.

"I'm here, I'm here.," he replied.

'You were quiet.,'

"I was.,"

"The moral of this story? A true Huntsman must be honorable!" Professor Port said.

'What were you doing?,' Jaune asked.

"He was sneaking about.," Lamb answered.

'Wolf!,'

"Lamb!,"

"A true Huntsman must be dependable!"

'What did you do?,'

"I was able to smell what was in the cage!," He shouted.

'What was it?,'

"A true Huntsman must be strategic, well-educated, and wise!"

"A boarbatusk.," Jaune hummed with agreement. He would give this to him, Wolf didn't sneak off to cause mischief. He scouted the area like many times before.

"So, who among you believes themselves to be the embodiment of these traits?" The Professor asked to the class.

Jaune could feel Wolf's excitement grow.

"I do sir!," Weiss stood up.

He could feel Wolf's anger grow.

"That little b-,"

"Wolf!," Lamb silenced him. Jaune laughed silently. Before Weiss could leave he stood up grabbed her arm.

"Arc! What are-,"

"It's a boarbatusk. Be careful.," Jaune let her go. She huffed a little and nodded and went to change into her combat attire. Yang and Blake looked at him curiously.

"Are you sure it is a boarbatusk?," Blake asked.

"Yep.," he replied.

"How do you know?," Yang asked.

"I could smell it.," Blake and Yang looked at each other before looking back to him. "It stinks.,"


Weiss walked back into the room with her weapon in hand. She looked back to her team and the class, all eyes were on her. This would just be another performance like her many concerts.

"Go Weiss!," Yang cheered.

"You got this!," Jaune shouted.

"Fight well!," Blake spoke up. She readied her weapon and pointed it towards the cage. Taking a deep breath to relax herself. She recalled the sessions with tutors that taught her about species of grimm.

'Boarbatusks, relies on charging attacks, they have massive tusks that grapple with opponents, it has the ability to dash by curling into a ball, heavily armored except the -'

"Yeah! Go Weiss!," she lowered her sword and looked to her sister team's leader.

"I am trying to focus!," she responded. Ruby apologized and sunk back into her seat. The sound of a lock breaking snapped her head back to the current situation.


Blake watched with keen interest on how this would play out. She watched as her teammate dashed towards the grimm.

It would have been a good plan it her sword wasn't trapped by the tusks of the beast. She internally smiled at the situation the Schne- no, Weiss had gotten herself into. She struggled a bit before her weapon was ripped from her hand and clattered some distance from her.

It was entertaining until she felt the cold chill of Jaune to her right.

She eyed him out of the corner of her eyes. He stared on at the fight. Her eyes went wide as his features told a different story.

His lips twitched to the small indication of a smile, every so often a hint of a tooth was shown. His hands were flexing as they laid on top of the desk. His legs and feet were tapping the ground.

Her immediate thoughts were that he was getting excited at the fight.

The ever growing dangerous mystery of her partner and team leader.


"Yes! Let there be brutality!," the canine spirit exclaimed. Wolf stopped his internal rant of Weiss stealing their kill when she was disarmed.

'Wolf…,' Jaune wined at the volume. Weiss rolled out of the way and grabbed her sword when the grimm charged and crashed into the desk.

"She will need to get it on it's back to exploit its weakness, direct her Jaune.," Lamb said.

"No! Let her struggle!," Wolf exclaimed.

"Weiss listen!," Jaune shouted with his hand cupped over his mouth. "Get it on it's back, the weak spot is there!,"

"Yeah! The belly has no armor on it!," Ruby shouted for support. Jaune turned his head to Ruby. When their eyes met he flashed a thumbs up to her. She smiled.

"Ruby! Stop interrupting!,"

Ruby looked hurt and no longer smiled. Jaune looked to Weiss and his eyes widened.

'Don't take your eyes off it!,' he screamed. He went to open his mouth again but found that he couldn't.

"Let her learn Jaune, she will need a harsh lesson in that subject…,"

"She has too much pride and will need to be knocked off her pedestal.," Both voices said.

He noticed the boarbatusk leap into the air and roll it self into a ball, it spun rapidly in the air and landed on the ground. It was gaining closer and closer.

Weiss activated one of her glyphs with a wave of her sword and blocks the roll.l, the forced caused itself to flip backwards and strand itself on its back.

Leaping up into the now-black snowflake symbol and turning it blue again, Weiss drove the blade into the boarbatusk's stomach. It squeals and falls silent while Weiss sighs in relief.

Jaune did the same.

"Hopefully this will be a wake up call for her…,"

"Or next time it will be worse.,"

'What the hell is wrong with you two!?,' Jaune shouted internally while Professor Port rambled on.

"Those who don't listen to the advice of others in situations like this tend to die…,"

"You should know this Jaune, we have seen it many times before. And besides…,"

"The pompous professor would not have let her be killed. This is a student academy after all.," They both explained. Jaune fumed silently as the class began wrapping up. They did have a point.

He looked over to Ruby who was sitting silently as Nora patted on her back. When Nora looked to him and stared, he nodded in Ruby's direction to let her know he will do something.

Nora's reply was a smile that nearly split her face in two.

"Be sure to cover the assigned readings, and stay vigilant! Class dismissed!," Port snapped his attention to them.


The rest of the classes were rather boring. Jaune struggled slightly with the mathematic classes such as Dust 101, but classes such as Botany and Wilderness Survival were easy for him due to having first hands experience.

When the classes ended he found Ruby and Weiss in a rather heated argument.

"I just wanted to say I'm sorry!,"

"Back in the forest, you acted like a child, and you've only continued to do so!,"

"Weiss, where is this coming from?,"

"I am not on your team!,"

"Can we at least talk about it?,"

"Absolutely not, your not my team leader and have absolutely no business with mine.," Weiss turned and stormed off. "Ozpin made a mistake.,"

"Well the cold child isn't afraid to show her true colors.," Lamb stated "Well Jaune, here is your chance.," Jaune sighed as he approached the devastated Ruby.

"Well I can't say that went well but at least you tried.," Ruby jumped and turned around to face him.

"Oh hey Jaune," Ruby fidgeted in her spot. "I just wanted to say I...um...I'm sorry for Professor Port's class.," Jaune raised an eyebrow at her.

"Sorry, for what?," he asked.

"For trying to tell Weiss what to do while she was fighting.," Ruby looked to the floor.

"What? No, no," he laughed. "Ruby, it's okay. You were trying to help.,"

"Really?," her voice was laced with innocence.

"Yeah, I appreciate it. You were looking out for her. Don't be sorry for that, that is what a leader does. Looking out for others, even if they are not their own.," Jaune explained as he placed his hand on her shoulder.

"I just thought since my sister is on your team, our teams could all be friends, you know?,"

"That would be great Ruby, We can do stuff together, training, studying and hang out in Vale.,"

"Really!,"

"Of course, I want us to be friends Ruby.," he took his hand back.

"Thank you thank you!," She hugged him. When she let go she looked at him sheepishly. They both started laughing.

"And hey one more thing.," He said.

"What is it?,"

"You look out for my team as well as yours, I will do the same.," he held out his hand to shake. "Deal?,"

"Deal.," she shook his hand. "See you tomorrow?,"

"Sure Ruby. I am gonna go talk to Weiss and see what's up with her.,"

"Okay Jaune, bye!," She turned and ran off with renewed vigor. Jaune smiled as she disappeared behind a corner.

"Well Mr. Arc, I can say that was handled rather well.,"

Jaune let out a manly yelp as he heard the headmaster's voice appear from behind him.

'How long was he there?,'

"He watched the entire episode between the slivered eye reaper and the ice queen.," Wolf growled. Not so towards Jaune, but more towards the headmaster.

"Maybe he has news about your family.," Lamb suggested. Jaune had a little hope build up in him when she said that.

"Headmaster, how long have you been there?," Jaune asked ignoring Wolf.

"Well I was taking a tour of the grounds, and notice Ms. Schnee and Ms. Rose having an argument. Before I could intervene, you beat me to it by talking to Ms. Rose.," the headmaster stated before taking a sip of his coffee.

"Tell me Mr. Arc, what you said about being a leader, is that what you believe?," he questioned. Jaune though before a moment. All his life he was a survivor. Moving from place to place and living in the wilds.

He had a few minor instances of having to lead small militias against grimm incursions in villages.

He only had one failure.

Ionia.

"Don't think about that Jaune, what is done, is done.," Lamb comforted him.

"Not entirely sir, that is only one part of it.," he answered. Ozpin hummed at his reply and slipped a bit of his drink before talking again.

"I have done some research recently regarding to the northern part of the continent that we live on.,"

"What did you mean?,"

"That all villages in the past six years have had grimm invasions, but several faced insurmountable odds. Do you know what I find most interesting about that?,"

"Enlighten me Ozpin.," Wolf growled again. Jaune waited in silence to let him.

"That those faces with certain destruction survived and they all reported one figure was there.,"

"Oh no…," Lamb seethed.

"They said he was equipped with a bow and axe, a vagabond guest with a mask split in two. They described him as a young boy who was kind and friendly. Someone who was peaceful despite his dark appearance.," the headmaster looked him in the eyes. "He was able to unite the entirety of the villages to face a common threat. Do you know who I am talking about?," he asked. Jaune's mouth gaped open at his words.

'Wait, did I leave a trail?,' one of the few rules of survival was to never leave a trail, or you would be tracked by predators.

"Unfortunately Jaune, and now you have more pressure on you here.," Lamb said.

"But you saved many lives. They were grateful and few took you for granted.," Wolf said.

"Me? sir?," he stammered out. The headmaster adjusted his glasses. He nodded slowly.

"Mr. Arc, I see great potential in you. Not only your actions here at Beacon in a short time have proven that. But the history in the wilds as well.," Jaune looked at him. "Your forging to being a great warrior started young, can you indulge me in one last question Mr. Arc, a curiosity of mine.,"

"Of course sir.,"

"Did you have any teachers or caretakers after...the unfortunate tragedy that happened.," Jaune scratched the back of his head.

'What should I say?,' he asked the Lamb and Wolf.

"An old Wolf and Lamb faunas…,"

"They were well versed in the hunt…," Wolf and Lamb said. Jaune looked at the headmaster in his eyes.

"An amazing married couple, two faunas that have been together for a long time. The woman was a Lamb faunas who taught me to shoot a bow and scavenge. The man was a Wolf faunas who taught me how to hunt and fight with an axe.," he explained.

"Wait! Married!," they both screamed.

"I see, I can only imagine the amount of respect you hold for them. Very well then Mr. Arc, I won't keep you much longer, have a good evening.,"

"I do have one question sir.," The headmaster nodded his head.

"Of course, it is only fair that you can ask me anything.," Jaune shifted a little in his spot.

"Has there been any word on my family?," the headmaster's eyes soften before looking away.

"Unfortunately no Mr. Arc, we have resorted to paper mail.," he cleared his throat before looking him back in the eyes with a hardened face. "But I promise you, we will flood your surviving family's mailbox with letters that demand their immediate attention.," Jaune sighed at the answer.

"Thank you headmaster.,"


Ozpin pushed his glasses up once more when the boy had walked away.

He was glad he wasn't like the other Shepherds that had existed once. The older Shepherds only watched the devastations that had taken place.

It showed that Lamb and Wolf weren't as single minded as he always thought. They held a duality with their partnerships with Shepherds.

That filled him with a bit of joy.

But the sadness he felt while he watched him walk away. He gave him the answer he wasn't hoping for was devastating on both parts.

His thoughts were cut short when he was forcefully turned around to face Lamb. Her arms were crossed over her chest.

"When did you decide to explore for our exploits Ozpin?," Lamb questioned with an dark whisper.

"I had a curious pattern that showed itself to me in past reports.," he whispered back. "Many deployments of huntsman and huntresses came back with the same story I explained to your Shepherd.," Lamb, hummed a bit before shaking her head.

"The actions of Jaune are his and his alone.," she looked to her right, her ear flicked. "We gave him the options and he chose to be a hero.," He faced held a small smiled as Lamb looked back to him. She huffed a breath and walked past him.

"You are withholding knowledge from Mr. Arc Lamb.," Lamb stopped her moments and looked at him over her shoulder.

"And you are trying to get our Shepherd to admit us to you.," She kept walking away. "We know your games Ozpin, such a hypocritical thing to say when you try to carry the weight of the world on your own shoulders.," With a blink she was gone.

"Certainly to be an interesting year.," he said before walking away with a smile.

"And we are not married!,"


He walked silently back to his room, but the internal conversations is what stabbed the quiet air around him.

'A new place with a different load of problems…',

"Worry not Jaune, it takes time to solve problems such as these," Wolf said as his council.

'I have a family I haven't met and enrolled as a student in an academy with someone you and Lamb hate…,' he heard Lamb sigh and could feel her shake her head.

"We don't necessarily hate Ozpin, we are simply...frustrated?," Lamb questioned herself.

"Also not entirely at him, with fate too…," Wolf groaned.

'But what about my family?,' he question as he turned the corner into the hallway that held the dorm rooms.

"That is much more complicated for all of us…,"

"But we can figure it out together Jaune.,"

'Thank you, both of you.,'

"Of course Jaune.," Jaune smiled as he stood in front of his door.

"To your right, Ice Queen approaches," Wolf said.


She showed today how she is and what she expects, not only at her fellow students but one of the staff. She disappointed the image that she was to uphold and didn't think twice. She had possibly angered her team leader.

Then she had a talk with one of the professors.

Weiss had a revelation today, not only about herself, but how the world works.

Despite the hard effort and work she had been put through, the world will not acknowledge that, but rather what you can offer instead.

The wisdom was brought forth by Professor Port.

The walk to her team's room was brisk, in that time she had rehearsed an apology and planned to be a better person.

Her walk came to an abrupt halt when she saw her team leader standing outside of her destination.

"Hey Weiss.," He greeted as he turned to her.

'The best person you can be.,' The professor's words repeated in her mind.

"Good evening Jaune, how are you?,"

"I'm fine Weiss," he paused before inhaling through his nose. "Listen, about Port's class today…,"

"I would like to apologize about my behavior, it was unbecoming of me and set a poor image of our team.," she interrupted him. He blinked in surprise before blinking a few more times.

"Well, thank you...I guess.," he scratched the bottom of his chin. "I just wanted you to know I'm not upset in the slightest.," Now she was taken back a little. She expected him to be annoyed with her or even angry at the worst.

"That is good to know.," she stated.

"But you should also apologize to Ruby.," he followed up. She glared at him to continue. "Not- not tonight,but tomorrow or so.," he stammered.

"I know that Arc," she huffed "I just didn't appreciate her interrupting the fight today.," his hands moved to the mask and he lifted it off the belt. "Did you have that all day? That is against the rules!," she exclaimed. Jaune laughed a little before using his sleeve to wipe something off of the polished wood.

"Do you know what happens when you don't listen to someone's advice because you don't like them?," he asked. Her thoughts about the uniform policy was stopped at the question.

"Why are you asking me that?," she questioned. He stopped his quick cleaning and just stared at the mask.

"People can get hurt Weiss," he lowered his mask and looked her directly in the eyes. His were hiding a bit of memory in the deep blue orbs. "Civilians, villagers, even other huntsman. I learned that the hard way one time, a lot of people paid the price.," he tucked his mask under his arm.

"Ruby was looking out for you, looking out for our team.," he stated with an determined resolve. "And with that she made it clear to me that she wants our team and her team to be friends.,"

She blinked at his statements, she understood Ruby better now. She wanted friends.

'Like me at one point.,' She thought when her childhood memories reminded her of her upbringing.

"Is that alright with you Weiss, I won't force you to agree with me.," he took out his scroll and waved it in front of the door knob. "I'll ask Blake and Yang and see what they say, but the offer will stay open.," with that he opened the door and greeted the occupants of their room.

"I would like that.," she whispered to herself.


The room was dark with the curtains drawn open a little. The sleeping forms of Yang and Weiss were on the other side of the room while Jaune's bed laid empty and she occupied her's.

The sound of muted water that rained in the bathroom as he showered.

She laid awake to read her novel to relax after the readings and studying they did earlier.

She expected Weiss to be the more studious person. But Yang, despite her first impression of being a wild and carefree individual, showed that she was just as well.

Her Father and Uncle were both teachers at Signal Academy, so that explained a lot.

The sound of the shower were dulled out by the words on her book for quite some time.

Until a dark shadow shot out of the corner of her eyes.

She closed her book and her head snapped to follow the trail the shadow had taken. Her eyes scanned the room and nothing was out of the ordinary.

Except for the shirt that laid on Jaune's bed, she could have sworn it was not there earlier. Then the mask that was on his desk was reflecting the moonlight a little too bright.

Before she could investigate further the sound of water stopped.

"Where's my shirt?," she could hear his question to no one. She placed the book under her pillow and pulled the cover over herself to disguise herself as asleep.

The door to the bathroom opened and was closed silently as he stepped out…

...without a shirt.

There was doubt to his fitness. He had a well toned and healthy body. She took in his features in more depth. His chest were built with a good portion and his abs were well chiseled, his arms had a good portions to them that showed how well he swung his axe. Bits of water still clung to him as they dropped along his muscles.

'Why am I thir- oh gods!,' She felt herself scream in her head as her face heated up. When he finally walked past her bed and saw his back. She silently gasped.

Across his back held several scars.

A straight clean line across the upper shoulders. Three jagged lines from his right shoulder blade to his lower left at the bottom of his ribs.

The last three were decorated as bullet wounds on his left shoulder blade.

"Damnit wolf," she heard him whisper. "What if they were awake, after this morning I don't think they would appreciate me walking around without a shirt.,"

'What?,' she wondered who this wolf was. Was it something he called himself. She saw him stiffen up a bit. 'Crap! Did I say that out loud?,' Time slowed as she saw him slowly his head towards her. Before his eyes could be seen, she shut her's to avoid making contact.

At that point she decided sleep was better.


I am so sorry for the time it took to get this chapter out. This one had gone through several revisions and edits before I settled on this.

Now my problem, is the character development too fast? Is my story all over the place? Too many inconsistencies to count? Am I playing captain of the ship poorly?

And so for the holiday's I present this chapter. Maybe I will scrap this at some point and redo this one.

Please let me know your thoughts because they help out a lot, I appreciate it.

Sorry for the boring chapter.

And so an omake to make up for it.


We're not married! Part 1.

Wolf appreciates Lamb for all she is. Among many things, the most important is that she is his long life companion.

But at moments like these he felt as if he didn't know her at all.

"Wolf, does my butt look big?,' She asked while she stared at her rear in a mirror.

The four mortals were asleep in the room, and the first thing Lamb does is look at her appearance.

He remained silent and refused to answer. As he stared at her.

"Wolf?,"

"Ummm...have I ever told you how nice your fur is?," he asked. Lamb rotated her head back to him and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Answered the question Wolf.," she demanded. He refused to meet her eyes and decided the ceiling was nice to look at.

"Hey, you ever notice those little bumps on the ceiling? I wonder how many there are.," Wolf said to divert his attention.

"You do, don't you?," She asked.

"So far I have counted three hundred of them in that corner alone.," he tried to be oblivious to her.

"Wolf…,"

"I wonder what they taste like.," after that he heard the sound of wood bending. He turned to face her. He saw her with her bow and an arrow loaded ready to fire, pointed right at him.

"I'll give you a head start.," she said darkly.

Wolf swallowed the lump in his throat.