When Team RWBY walked into the Doctor`s class on the fifth day, they noticed the professor on his electronic scroll.

"Good afternoon, Team RWBY." the Doctor greeted absentmindedly. "I`ll be with you in a minute..."

Team RWBY took a seat along with Team JNPR and stared silently at the Doctor working. When he was finished, he placed the scroll inside a drawer. "Okie-dokie, today we are going to become knowledgable on the uses of defensive strategies. I love defensive strategies. Who doesn`t like defensive strategies? We should start with the...

Ruby listened to the professor`s lecture, noticing he was looking at his fob watch almost like he wanted the class to be over quickly.

When the bell rang, he ran into his blue box without a good-bye.


Midnight

The Tardis materialized quietly in an abandoned alley on the edge of downtown Vale.

The Doctor stepped out of his blue box and looked around. It was a calm night with no one around this area of the city, yet he knew it was going to get quite chaotic in less than an hour.

The professor placed a black gas mask over his head. He further removed his scarf and greatcoat to stuff them in his pockets as a precaution to protect his identity.

He locked the Tardis and began walking down the street. A matter of minutes later, he reached a small Dust supply-house that was closed for the night. After making sure no one was around again, the Doctor took his sonic screwdriver from his pocket and unlocked the store`s door. He opened it slightly, poked his sonic screwdriver in, deactivated the store`s security system, and walked in while re-locking the door behind him.

"Okay." the Doctor smiled, looking around the store. "This is where it gets interesting..."


The Doctor checked the time from his hiding place. "Is this what time really goes?" he muttered. "Really slowly..."

There was the sound of loud footsteps outside. The Doctor heard the sound of the doorknob being cut off, then the door opening.

"You all remember what to do." a calm voice said. "This is the last supply of Dust in the kingdom of Vale, make sure you get everything. The number one rule of thieves is that nothing is too small to steal, you know!

There were many footsteps coming in. The Doctor heard someone walking with a cane approaching the counter.

He held his breath.


Roman Torchwick was not a happy man.

It seemed that every person around him these days was out to make him mad.

He was being forced into working with a mastermind more powerful than he was. None of the White Fang soldiers he had were competent. It appeared that whenever something was about to go perfectly for once some weird vigilante, such as a kid with a scythe and her friends, would arrive and stop him.

He sighed to himself and approached the counter, with his assistant Neo following behind. At least this final Dust heist was going well for once..until a man wearing a gas mask sprang up from behind the counter. "Surprise! Happy birthday!"

Torchwick backed away in surprise. "Who the hell are you!?"

The man chuckled. "You may call me Mr. Gas Mask, Mr. Torchy. I`m here to crash your little party."

"Since when did you know my - never mind. Get him." Torchwick ordered to the White Fang soldiers, who were pointing their weapons at the man.

"Aww...I was hoping to have a slice of birthday cake before I go..." the man whined.

The soldiers fired.

All of the bullets passed through the man and impacted the walls. The man seemed to flicker and suddenly disappeared.

"Where did he go?" Torchwick shouted.

"I`m over here!" a voice called from behind the store.


The Doctor watched as the hologram of himself disappeared.

"Where did he go?" Torchwick shouted.

"I`m over here, yoo-hoo!" the Time Lord called, walking out from his hiding place behind an aisle.

Torchwick and the soldiers whirled around.

"Would you like a present, Mister Candlestick?" the madman threw a spherical object at the soldiers. Torchwick`s eyes widened and ducked for cover by jumping behind the store counter with Neo too.

Before any of the White Fang soldiers could respond, the object exploded in a huge flash, engulfing the room. All the soldiers crumpled to the ground.

"Anti-Aura sphere." the Doctor explained to a shocked Torchwick who peeked up from the counter. "Depletes a person`s Aura and forces them into unconsciousness. Excellent for quick pacification."

"You don`t say." Roman muttered as he and Neo leaped in front of the counter to point their elegant weapons at the man. "I would love to stay for desserts, Mister Masky, only I believe that I have an after-birthday party to go to..." He fired a flare straight at the Doctor.

The Doctor ducked with unbelievable speed, pulled out his Clockmaker umbrella, and charged at Torchwick, who was about to escape out the door.

Torchwick swung his cane at the Doctor, only for it to be deflected by the umbrella.

"On your guard, Candlestick!" the Doctor exclaimed with a smirk.

"You are quite a persistent Huntsman, aren`t you?" Roman growled as he began engaging the man in a "cane vs umbrella" duel. Neo quickly followed too, using her umbrella to defend.

"Oh, I`m not a Hunter! I`m merely a traveling madman with an umbrella!" the Doctor responded. Neo used her illusion Semblance to disorient the enemy, only the madman smirked to her bewilderment. "Sorry, only your Semblance wouldn`t work on me!"

Torchwick and Neo soon found themselves self too equally matched with this madman`s skills and attempted to crash through the store window to escape onto the streets, only for the Doctor to jump after him.

"You want to know the reason I`m so good at this?" the Doctor asked, deflecting another one of Neo`s attacks. Torchwick only growled in response. "It may not look like it, only a long time ago, I was once a cane-wielder myself!" he exclaimed, using the umbrella`s hook to catch Roman`s cane in mid-swing before knocking Neo unconscious with a fire-extinguisher he pulled from his pockets.

There was a loud whirling sound and the two combatants stopped to look up to sight a few aircraft hovering over them.

"It appears we have some late-arrival party guests!" Torchwick smirked viciously, backing away.

One of the aircraft`s doors opened, and a battalion of humanoid shapes jumped off, landing with a metallic crash onto the street.

"What do you think of these smuggled Schnee Dust android-guards, eh? Cause I think they`re going to like you!" Torchwick called when the androids activated their weapons to surround the Doctor.

"Eh, I`ve seen better..." the Doctor quickly pulled out his sonic screwdriver and aimed it. All the robots instantly deactivated and fell face-first onto the ground. It was quite anticlimatic.

The Doctor looked around and saw Roman running towards a low-hovering getaway aircraft.

"Aww...is the party over already?" he called, pointing his screwdriver at the flying machine. The aircraft immediately shut down and gently crashed onto the street.

A squadron of White Fang soldiers emerged from the aircraft and regrouped with the currently glowering Torchwick.

"No, only what we`re celebrating isn`t my birthday!" the criminal answered furiously as he stormed towards the Doctor. "You might say it is going to be a death-day party instead - "

"Are you my mummy?" the Doctor asked innocently.

"I - what?" Torchwick halted, bewildered.

The Doctor took the opportunity to swiftly step forward and smash his umbrella into the ginger criminal`s face, sending the man crashing onto the ground. "Sorry!" he apologized. "Only you were being a bad birthday guest..."

The two air-borne aircraft and the soldiers on the ground open fired at the Doctor, only for their weapons to bounce harmlessly off an invisible force field.

"Oh, this again..." The Doctor muttered as he pointed his screwdriver at the two aircraft, overriding the pilots` control and forcing them too to land on the streets. White Fang soldiers exited the two aircraft and charged at him, only for the Doctor quickly toss some more psychic Aura grenades and knock the enemies unconscious.

The Doctor heard police sirens in the distance. "Time to go..." There was suddenly a creaking noise from one of the grounded aircraft and he turned around to see a massive spider-droid bursting out of the aircraft`s hull. "Ah..." The droid leaped at him and the Doctor jumped out of the way in time to avoid being crushed by the droid`s legs.

"The itsy-bitsy spider just got so much bigger..." he remarked.

The droid shot a couple rounds from its cannons and the Doctor barely evaded all of them, accidentally dropping his sonic screwdriver and umbrella in the process.

"Trying to fight this thing head-on will be a regeneration wish..." he muttered. "There has to be a way to end this before it starts endangering innocents...maybe a defensive strategy?"

He ducked another cannon shot. "Lightbulb..."

He ran back a distance away, spread out his arms, and shouted: "Look at me, I`m a target!" The spider droid responded by merging its cannons into one and began charging up for a massive strike. The Doctor drew his force-field reflector thingy and quickly lobbed it inside one of the droid`s cannon muzzles. "You owe me another thingy when this is over!" The droid fired its lethal shot, yet the reflector thingy prevented its attack from exiting the muzzles, causing it to explode in a fiery bang.

"Oh look. Birthday fireworks!" The Doctor began walking away, until a thought came to his mind.

He stalked towards Roman who was starting to pick himself up until the Doctor whirled him around and looked straight into the ginger criminal`s eyes.

"Um...have mercy?" Torchwick smirked anxiously before a death glare scared him into silence.

"I would normally avoid this interrogation for the police to capture you, only I want you to deliver a message to her." the Doctor said in a calm, yet cold voice. "Tell her this: The Blue Sage has returned and is watching over this world. You got that?"

Roman nodded quickly. This man in a gas mask was no ordinary human being. This man had a presence to him that caused the criminal mastermind to realize something he had not felt in a long time. For the first time since forever, Torchwick whimpered in fear.

The Doctor released his hold and continued on in a cheerful voice, "Oh, and I would always bring a banana to a birthday party. Bananas are good!"

Torchwick gave the madman one final look before staggering away, muttering something about "The adults are getting weirder too..."

The Time Lord looked around. The police sirens were getting closer, and the streets were covered with unconscious White Fang soldiers, deactivated robots, and the burning remains of the spider droid.

"Blimey. I`m like a walking person of mass destruction wherever I go..." the Doctor muttered as he started walking back towards the Tardis, only to be stopped a moment later when a cloaked man wielding a scythe from out of thin air. It was Qrow Branwen.

"Doctor." Qrow greeted.

"Ah..." the Doctor put his hands in the air. "This is going to take some explaining..."