Saturday, Beacon academy
The next day, the good hunter was called by headmaster Ozpin. He refused to leave his room yesterday that he was given the task to teach the students.
Mainly because of the last hit of Yang's barrage, messed with the hunters organs and he needed to administrate blood on himself for his wounds to heal.
In his scroll many messages were sent to him by the students that attended his class, many were to tell them things that concerned himself, Yharnam and such. A few wanted to see the weapons he used during his trial battle with team RWBY.
"You called me, headmaster Ozpin?" He asked while a few teachers were behind the professor. All of them had serious faces.
"Why don't you sit down, mister David. We have many questions about your last class." He said while taking a sip on his mug, before resting it on his desk.
He did just as the headmaster said and sat down on the chair in front of him. The good hunter still donned his garb from yesterday, as he felt not attending to classes for today as well.
"What do you wish to know?" He asked ready to answer truthfully to them, he knew the consequences would rise if he told anything about his past and the story behind Yharnam.
"First and foremost, why did you told your past to the students? Was it a way to relieve your stress?"
"No, sir. I simply copied what professor Peter Port would say to them. Telling his tales and accomplishments of when he was young." He responded as many of his teachings revolve around his youthful days. "And... I think to better bond with them is to tell the truth about oneself. They hardly knew anything about me and they would certainly not sat around to someone that's from the first year.
If one wishes to teach, then it has to remain truthful for his students to listen and gain insight of ones experiences."
"During your class, you showed them a vial of blood. Do you still ha-"
"I won't let you see it, headmaster Ozpin. You mustn't research the Old Blood at all." He cut him off, as he knew curiosity would grab their attention.
"Do not worry, we don't need to research it. We just want to know if what you said was true, does it really heal every illness?" He asked him, the others were looking at David, examining every movement and decoding each word carefully.
"I'll say to you, what I said to Cardin. Would you like me to demonstrate it?" He asked as he repeated the process with the blade making contact with his skin.
"Headmaster Ozpin, I think that we don't need to see it. He's just risking his well being to prove something that may be false." Professor Port commented to him.
"Please show us its healing properties, mister David." He gave him the okay, with a swift move a gashing wound was on his arm and his blade dripped blood.
"That's... Unpleasant to watch." Informed Glynda as professor Port had his stomach turn to the sight of blood.
"Watch carefully, my fellow huntsmen." He said as he injected the blood vial in his blood stream, the wound was closing and fixing itself until it had no trace of ever being open.
"Amazing! Simply amazing! The healing properties are so high that wounds such as that can regenerated at an incredible rate without leaving a trace!" Professor Oobleck commented as he was intrigued of the substances the Old Blood could hold.
"Is there anything else you wish to know? I still have much to learn about this world, and I'm in a chapter that teaches me about the material called 'Dust' and its elements." He informed to them, as it intrigued him how team RWBY could fire such diverse firepower.
"We have many more questions about you, for example. What kind of ammunition you use, what beasts you fought and how were the Pthumarians?" Asked Glynda calmly to him.
"I'm certain you can figure out my quicksilver bullets. Here is one if you wish to examine it, but the other two questions will be kept with me. The eldritch truth mustn't be told, for if one finds out, madness will only consume the person." He answered as he grab one bullet and put it on top of his table.
"If that is all, I'll take my leave." He responded while walking towards the elevator.
"Wait, hunter David." Said Ozpin surprising him.
"Hunter David... Now that is a name I haven't heard in a long time." He commented as he turned around.
"Last time, you told me and Glynda about the Beast Claw being alive. Could you show us what you meant?"
"..." He didn't answered as he took his weapon out, he stared at it while the others saw his focus on the weapon. "Another time, headmaster Ozpin. I wish to rest for the day and not think of such things." He answered as he rode the elevator down.
"Do you think he's a threat?" Glynda asked him, he stared at the elevator with a pensive look.
"He hasn't displayed any hostile behavior with us or the students, It's still too early to jump at conclusions." He answered to her while taking a sip from his mug, the rest of the professors agreed with him. "But do keep an eye on him. There is much we can learn from him and much we don't know about his origins."
"Understood, headmaster Ozpin." They all said to him, one by one they left his office.
He then opened his scroll with the recording of David's class. Some words had a sorrowful tone while others were indifferent, his fighting techniques were unusual, yet it held a few tricks that the academy taught.
"Implementing what you've learnt in your own style, he's learning quickly." Ozpin thought to himself as he examined the good hunters weapons and tools.
He then picked up the quicksilver bullet that he left, there were some red spots on the bullet, but everything else shone a bright silver through the suns rays.
"What kind of Dust are you?" He asked himself while being intrigued by the ammunition.
The good hunter was walking through the hallway towards his room, albeit a bit weak from Yang's blow, he used the wall as support for him to walk.
At his door, team JNPR was knocking with worried expressions.
"Can I help the four of you?" He asked somewhat weakly to them, they turned their faces facing him.
"You didn't came to classes yesterday, so we came to check up on you." Asked Jaune while scratching the back of his head.
"I'm fine, my fellow companions. I just needed to rest, that's all." He responded to them while opening his door and entered his room.
They looked inside and saw a tidy room with various papers scattered on his bed, all with various information about Aura, Semblance and the new entry of Dust that hasn't started yet.
"You're free to come in if you want." He told them as he extended his masters blade and leaned it onto the wall.
"Um... Thanks for the invite." Said Pyrrha as they entered his room. Nothing changed since the last time they saw their room a month ago.
"So, what team are you in?" Jaune asked to get some insight on him.
"Headmaster Ozpin said I was my own team, a solo one called HUNTER. To me, its quite fitting." He responded as he ordered his papers and bookmarked his current page.
"Is it true what you said before? You aren't from Remnant?" Asked Jaune, the last class with the good hunter didn't sink in well for him.
"Yes, that is true. One of the reasons is that I possess no Aura or Semblance." He informed while sitting down on his bed. Lowering his mask and resting his hat on his nightstand.
"That's nonsense. You must have Aura, every-"
"Living being, apart from Grimm that held no soul, can use Aura. I've read it before, and I'm sorry to inform but I don't have it." He cut her and continued.
"Maybe you haven't unlocked it yet, that might be the reason." Said Ren to him, he was confused.
"Unlock it? Is there such a way to do so?" He asked them, he might as well see if this world did something to him.
"First of all, stand up, close your eyes and concentrate." Said Pyrrha towards him. He did as she asked as she started to concentrate.
She struggled, she concentrated and she tried... But she felt nothing on the good hunter, not even a small spark.
"You..." She said while taking a step back, no matter how much aura she used to pull his, the wasn't anything.
"As you can see, I'm soulless." His tone indifferent to them. "But what I lack, I can adapt to it. Slowly, but surely, I'm changing with the passing of days." Comforted them as he felt slight changes on his body.
"Hey, where's that lightning thing you used on team RWBY?" Asked Nora wanting to play with it.
"I've stored it away, you won't be able to find it though." He joked at her since he hid it in his chest.
"Oooooh~! A challenge you say!" She replied with a grin, she then started to mess around in his room trying to find the hammer of electricity.
"Nora, don't trash David's room." Said Ren as she went inside his wardrobe and looked his desk.
"Where is it, where is it, where is it!?" She chirped as she looked around with an impressive speed.
"That's the first time Nora can't find something in more than 10 seconds." Commented Jaune on the situation.
"Ngh!" She expressed her frustration as she pushed David on the ground. "Tell me where it is or I'll break your legs!"
"You know, I'm quite... In trouble here. Ren, a little help?" He asked as Nora was on his chest giving playful punches on his face.
He didn't utter a word and lifted her from David's torso. The follower stood up, a little unbalanced before standing still.
"You don't look so good. You sure you're okay?" Asked Jaune once more.
"I'm fine, just a bit tired. Learning this worlds laws and nature can take its toll after awhile."
"Don't tell me that you've been studying during the nights! Have you had any sleep?"
"I'm fine with having no slumber for a few days, I just take a small rest for two to three hours before resuming what I left to be done."
"That's crazy! You know what? Today, you're going to sleep the rest of the day!" Said Nora towards him.
"Have you even been to Vale?" Asked Pyrrha that noticed he didn't left the school that much.
"You mean the town? No, never."
"Then how about this, you rest today and tomorrow we can show you the places around Vale?" She proposed to him, Nora seemed to like this idea.
"Yeah! We can visit all the bakers in town! All those sweets and cakes..."
"Control yourself, Nora." He said while disagreeing on her behavior. "And I think it would be a change for you to leave here once in a while. Maybe you can stock up on Dust as well."
"I'm very unfamiliar with Dust. I was thinking that maybe I could use it on my firearms." He said to them as he opened his weapon to reveal a quicksilver bullet on the chamber.
"Then we can help you out! I may not know much about Dust too, but they can sure help you out!" He gave confidence to the good hunter.
"Having some diversion may help me out bit." He thought as he agreed with their valid points.
"Very well, tomorrow we shall visit the town."
"Great! Just bring something that doesn't scare the people away." Jaune said as his attire crept him a little.
"I'll think about that one." He informed before they bid him goodbye and returned to their room.
"Dear Great One, do help me with this ordeal that I'll face tomorrow." He thought as he looked in his chest to find an attire suitable to their common wardrobe.