Washington walked out into the courtyard and started to head to Ozpin's office. He doubts he'd still be there at this hour but since he didn't know where Ozpin lived, it was his best choice. Washington never realized how calming the night was around here. Despite grimm being in a nearby forest and the White Fang causing trouble, it was if the night was still.
Washington didn't like it. Well he did like it, but he felt uncomfortable. He was so used to hearing gunshots, arguing, and explosions throughout his entire military career. Having nights like this one was a rarity.
As Washington walked to the school many thought went through his head. How do they get home? Can they get home? If not could they stay here? How long could they last here? However, one though crept around his mind. It was actually a question that one of the students asked him.
"Why do you guys wear your armor when there is no fighting?"
For some reason that question struck Washington deep. It was true. On Chorus you kept the armor on to survive. But here? Everything was mostly peaceful. The only time they actually fought was with the students to help train them. Wash gave the "You never know what's around the corner." Spiel but the real reason was because how uncomfortable how peaceful everything is. Washington was afraid. He was afraid that the minute he takes off his armor, that's when everything goes to hell.
Washington's thoughts are cut off by the roar of an engine. With yells and whoops of Joy. "Do I hear a…" he said to himself. He looks around and sees the headlights of the Warthog, which was being driven around campus. "Car." At first Washington thought it was the reds. But then he remembered they were in their room.
That's when Washington got a good look at who was driving. It was a blonde haired kid with a white button shirt that was unbuttoned. In the passenger was a blue haired kid with orange goggles on his head. Sun and Neptune.
Washington met Sun and Neptune before they went out to look for another way home yesterday. They seemed to be friends with Ruby's team. And now they were joyriding the red's mongoose. "Guess I'll have to deal with this first," he said to himself.
With Carolina and Church:
Carolina was walking outside and around the school, playing with a knife in her hand. "You think the shooting range is still open?" Carolina asked Church.
"I don't know, but you know we can't train every five seconds," Epsilon said as he appeared.
"Yeah but I don't want to be rusty when we get back to Chorus."
"Whatever, you do what you gotta do." Church disappears. Carolina heads to the school and hoping to get to the arena without having to break any locks. However as she headed there she passed by the dorms and heard clanging and a couple of yells.
"What the hell?" She looks around but doesn't see anyone fighting. She then looks up and sees two people fighting on the rooftop. "Shit." Carolina started to scale the wall and climb up to the rooftop. She had to keep on the façade about protecting the students, since she was still an "Atlas soldier".
She reaches the top and looks at the two who were fighting. She was surprised to see that it was Jaune and Pyrrha. Their swords clashed together as they swung at each other. "What the hell?" Carolina said. Jaune stopped and looked at Carolina.
"Carolina?" Jaune said. He is then met with a kick in the face by Pyrrha. Jaune falls to the ground and lets out a grunt as he hits it. Pyrrha puts her weapons away and offers a hand to Jaune.
"Jaune never get distracted from a fight," Pyrrha said. Jaune grabs Pyrrha's hand and she helps him up.
"Could you have said that, before you kicked me in the face?" Pyrrha lets out a laugh.
"Then you wouldn't learn from your mistakes!"
"Also it wouldn't be as fun," Carolina chipped in. Pyrhha points at Carolina.
"That too." Jaune makes a pout face.
"Why does everyone pick on me?" He asked. Pyrrha lets out another laugh.
"What are you guys doing anyway?" Carolina asked. She was actually surprised Church wasn't quipping jokes.
"I'm training Jaune how to fight. Or at least, help him."
"Ah." Carolina looks at the two hunters. "Mind if I help?" She asked. The two hunters look at each other.
"I don't see why not." Pyrrha shrugged.
"All right, just continue as if I wasn't here. I'll make comments about how Jaune does."
"All right then." Jaune says. Carolina goes to the wall and leans on it with her arms crossed.
"Okay, where were we?" Pyrrha asked.
"Something about defending myself?" Jaune asked. Pyrrha nods her head.
"Right," Pyrhha said as she took out her sword and shield. "Remember, keep your shield in front of you, but make sure it doesn't block your view."
"Like this?" Jaune put his shield out really far out. It looked very uncomfortable for him.
"A little bit closer," Carolina said. "You want it in front of you but also so it isn't uncomfortable." She walks over to Jaune. "Place your arm like this." Carolina crosses her arm over her chest. Jaune does the same. "Now only move it out about six inches." Jaune does as he is told.
"Now get in the stance I taught you," Pyrrha chipped in. Jaune gets in the stance. He places his right foot behind him and turns his body a little bit. The normal fighting stance.
"Perfect," Carolina said. "This is the best fighting position for balance. You're able to defend and attack. Use that to your advantage." Jaune nods. "And you can easily defend your legs and head as well as your body as long as you're quick enough."
"Let's practice with it a little bit okay?" Pyrhha asked.
"All right," Jaune says. The two stand about five feet away from each other and get in their stances.
"Begin!" Carolina says. She crosses her arms and watches. Pyrrha leaps at Jaune and makes an overhead swing. Jaune lifts his shield and blocks the attack. He then swings the sword at Pyrrha which she easily dodged. They go back and forth for a while until Pyrrha is able to push Jaune off balance.
"All right that's enough," Carolina said. Pyrrha backs up and Jaune gets up.
"How'd I do?" He asked.
"Well…" Carolina said. "You're not the worst I've seen. Here's what you could have done better…" For the rest of the night, Carolina helped Pyrrha with Jaune's training.
With Sun and Neptune
"Holy crap this is awesome!" Sun said as he drove the Warthog in a donut. They've been joyriding in the vehicle for about ten minutes.
"I'm actually surprised no one caught us!" Neptune yelled over the engine.
"My only problem is that it has six pedals." It took them ten minutes to realize what all the pedals did. Neptune hung onto the side of the warthog with his gun in his hand.
"Dude," Neptune said. "We're in the target field." They were driving around a couple of dummies that had a bunch of cuts and bullet holes in them. "Swing around, I want to hit one!"
Sun nods and does a hard U-turn. He revs the engine and then speeds towards a dummy. Neptune puts on his goggles and changes his weapon into its guandao form. Neptune leans out of the warthog when they're close enough and cuts right through the dummy.
"WHOO HOO!" Neptune yelled. He changes it to its gun from again and starts shooting the targets.
"I'm gonna run this one over!" Sun yelled. There was a black and yellow dummy in front of them and Sun speeds up. However he then notices it wasn't a dummy. It was Agent Washington. "Oh crap!" Sun yelled. He pushes hard on the brakes and the Warthog comes to a halt five feet in front of Washington.
"What are you two doing?" He asked.
"Uhh…" Was all that came out of the boys' mouths.
"Get out," Washington said. The two hunters looked at each other. Sun shifts the shifter.
"Sorry Wash!" Sun yelled. He looks behind him and presses the pedal, hoping to go in reverse. But he actually went forward and ran over Washington.
"What the heck!?" Sun said. He was still driving scared what would happen if he stopped.
"Sun," Neptune said looking to his Faunus friend. "Did you just run over Washington?" Neptune couldn't believe what they just did.
"I swear I thought I put it―" Sun is interrupted by a hand appearing on the hood of the car. And then Washington pops up from in front of the car. The two hunters scream and Sun pushes the brakes again. Washington flies off the hood of the car and in front of it by ten feet. He gets up and walks over to the car.
"You just ran me over!" He yelled at the two hunters. "What the hell?!"
"I thought I put it in reverse!" Sun explained.
"Well you didn't!" They could tell Washington was mad. "Get out, NOW!" The two hunters do as they are told. They exit the warthog and stand in front of Washington. He sighs and calms down.
"Why were you two in there?" he asked them
"We found the keys in there and thought it would be fun to take it for a joyride," Neptune said.
"Don't lie to m… oh, okay then," Washington said. He was expecting a half assed lie.
"Seriously Neptune?" Sun said.
"I get nervous under pressure!" Neptune said. Washington looked at the two hunters and then looked at the Warthog.
"How'd you guys get the keys anyway?"
"They were in the ignition," Sun said as he pointed to the warthog with his thumb.
"Those idiots," Washington mumbled. He clears his throat and looks at Sun and Neptune. "All right, look." Sun and Neptune gulped. "Since the only real damage was running me over, and since neither Ozpin nor I have the authority it punish you, at least I don't, I'll let you guys off with a warning." Sun and Neptune breathe sighs of relief. "Just don't drive this thing again without any of our permissions!" The two friends nod. "All right, you're free to go."
"Thanks Washington," Neptune said. The two walk away and Washington can hear a little of the conversation.
"I told you it was stupid," Neptune said.
"What?" Sun retorted. "You were the one that said 'hey let's drive the vehicle the reds made, I'm sure they won't mind!'"
Washington goes to the Warthog. He goes in the driver seat and notices something is missing. "WAIT!" he yelled. Sun and Neptune stop dead in their tracks. "Keys!"
"Dang it," Sun whispered to himself. He reaches in his pocket and takes out the warthog keys. He throws it to Washington who catches it and puts it in the ignition.
"Thank you!" Washington yelled. He starts the Warthog and begins to drive around looking for Ozpin to discuss Team RWBY's plan.
Meanwhile, with the Reds:
"OW!" Grif yelled. "I don't think this is helping!"
"Shut up I think it is!" Sarge said. He hit Grif in the side again.
"Why God?!" Grif yelled. Meanwhile Simmons was meditating nearby, concentrating on controlling his Aura. Unfortunately he couldn't with Sarge and Grif's yelling.
"Donut," he said. Donut was caring for the recently shocked Doc.
"Yeah?" Donut said.
"When Sarge and Grif stop yelling tell them I went to the woods to meditate."
"You got it Simmons!" Simmons takes his assault rifle and walks out of the room. Maybe he'll be able to progress with peace and quiet.
Back With Washington:
He parked the Warthog next to school and hopped out of it. He goes to the doors and tries to open them only to find out they are locked. "Figures…" He muttered. He was about to head back to the dorms and tell Ozpin tomorrow when he saw someone out of the corner of his eye.
"You were looking for me?" Ozpin said with that same coffee mug in his hands.
"How do you always come in at the last second?" Washington asked.
"Years of training," Ozpin replied. "Of course, you and your group always seem to come in at the worst times."
"Yeah I guess you can say we have a knack for getting into trouble." He walks over to Ozpin. "But I didn't come for small talk."
"Of course you didn't," Ozpin said. "Is this about your living quarters? Or about helping on your way back home?" Ozpin took a sip.
"Neither." Ozpin raises an eyebrow. "It's about a group of your students."
"Oh?" He walked over to Washington and started to pace around him. "Why the sudden interest in my students Agent Washington?" Washington is silent for ten seconds, but feels like an hour for him.
"I'm not sure," he said. Ozpin stops pacing around. "Maybe I think we'll never get back so I might as well get used to it here, maybe I think they are becoming dangerous." Ozpin starts to frown. It takes a lot to make Ozpin mad. But disrespecting his students his a sure fire way to end up on his bad side.
"But personally," Washington says. "I think it's because I'm done trying to act like everything's going to be okay. I don't know how this will work out for my friends or me, so if we do end having to stay here, no point in making it hard for everyone else."
Ozpin stares at him. He then smiles. "A very well thought out answer Washington."
"Thank you," Washington said.
"Now then, of whom are you speaking of?" Washington and Ozpin begin walking as they talked.
"It's about Ruby, Blake, Yang and Weiss."
"I see. What about them?"
"I think they're trying to plan something to go fight the White Fang." Ozpin put his hand to his chin.
"I see, and what do you want me to do about this?" Washington was confused by this statement.
"Don't you stop them?"
"I have no control over my students during their own free time Washington. What they do is what they do." Washington couldn't believe his ears.
"I thought you protect your students?!"
"They need to learn that I won't be around to save them. This is a harsh world Washington, not everyone will hold their hands."
"Okay," Washington knew something felt off about Ozpin. Sounds like they had another Director on their hands.
"However," Ozpin said. Wash stopped walking and looked at him. "If a certain black armored soldier was to keep an eye on my students, since he has gained their trust, and make sure they are okay, I'm sure they'll be fine without my help." Washington could see where this was going.
"Uh-huh… maybe that black armored soldier will gladly help them out." Ozpin places a hand on Washington's Shoulder.
"You don't have to do this you know."
"Yeah, but I will. They'll be safe. I'll make sure of it." Ozpin nods.
"Thank you, Washington." Ozpin begins to walk away from Washington. But before he leaves he turns around. "I will help you find Chorus. It will take a lot of time, but I will help." With that Ozpin leaves.
"And in return, I'll help you Ozpin." Washington mumbled.
With Simmons:
Simmons was meditating in the woods alone, with only the sounds of the night filling his ears. He wasn't one for meditating, but he learned that some logic doesn't apply here, so he might as well try doing stuff that didn't work in his dimension in here. Not saying that clearing your mind would help but it defiantly wouldn't give you super powers like some thought.
All of a sudden Simmons heard rustling nearby. "Hello?" he said. No answer. He takes out his assault rifle and points it at the rustling. Out pops a little bunny and Simmons breathes a sigh of relief. "Was that you making all that noise?"
All of the sudden the Bunny hopped back in the bush and Simmons heard a low growl. He turns around and sees a beowolf standing over him. "Ah son of a bitch." The beowolf claws Simmons in his side. "Ow my ribs!" Simons was launched until he hit a tree. He gets back up and starts to shoot the beowolf. It goes down but another pops out of nowhere.
"Oh come on!" Simmons cried out. He dodges the beowolf's claw and starts to sprint through the woods. The beowolf begins to chase him. Simmons keeps running hoping to outrun the beowolf but trips over something.
He groans and gets up. He can hear the beowolves getting closer. He was about to get up and run again when he noticed what he tripped over. It was an Atlas robot. However it was missing its lower half. "Oh God please power up!" He said to it. He just placed his hands on it and suddenly the lights started to go on.
However it doesn't power up in time and the beowolf charged into Simmons. Simmons hits a tree and slumps down. The beowolf charges at Simmons again. However, this time he puts up his assault rifle and is pushing it back. The beowolf bites at Simmons. He looks to the side to see the robot powered up but not doing anything.
"Shoot this thing already!" Simmons yelled at the robot. The robot turns its head, picks up the shotgun in its right hand and shots the beowolf. The beowolf gets off of Simons and he gets back up. Simmons then aims at the beowolfs head and fires until his clip is empty. The beowolf begins to evaporate. Simmons lets out a sigh and turns to the robot which was still holding the shotgun and pointing at the evaporating beowolf.
"You can put down the gun you know," The robot drops the gun. "How are you even powered up?" The robot is still. "Are you going to nod or something?" The robot nods. Simmons looked at the robot. Was it only doing things he said? "Wave your hand." Simmons tested. The robot waved its hand. "Do the macarena." The robot does as it was told.
"Holy shit I can control robots!" Simmons said aloud. "Wait… is this my semblance? I wonder if I can control people as well. Man I need to stop talking to myself." Simmons shakes his head. He couldn't be sure if he was controlling the robot or not. But it was getting late and he was tired. He decided he would test it in the morning. He says "Power off." To the robot and it does. "That is so cool."
Simmons picks up his gun and heads back to the dorm.
To be continued.
A/N Hope you guys enjoyed! I want to give a special shoutout/thank you to OneRealImonkey for giving me the thechnopathic idea. I was originally going to have Simmons use mind control but this seemed to fit him more. Anyway like I said thank you to him and thanks to you guys who have been supporting this series. Hope you enjoyed and stay tuned for more!