A/N: Before we start, I want to thank all the people who have read my fic so far, and to all the people who took the time to review. The fact that you like it really inspires me to keep this going. On with the chapter!

Dueling... An ancient art. To show the people that one has skill and determination to fight. To not fight was to show that you were cowardly. Those who lost a fight had potential to be great warriors later.

Rion remembered this the hard way, as he slowly sat up from being sent to a hard landing. Pyrrha stood in front of him, her spear ready for an attack.

'Why isn't he using his aura? Or his semblance for that matter?' Pyrrha thought as she braced for another attack.

Rion stood up quickly and charged. His wristblades swiping left to right, trying to find an opening to Pyrrha's defense. Pyrrha would have none of it, as he smacked Rion in his mask with her shield. Rion stumbled back a bit from the blow. Pyrrha took the advantage, swiping at Rion's feet with her spear. While Rion fell, she took the moment bashed him downward with her shield, sending him to the ground.

Goodwitch called the match. "Victory goes to Ms. Nikos." She announced. Pyrrha holstered her spear before leaving the arena. Rion shook his head rapidly, trying to get rid of the stars in his eyes, before standing up. "Rion, you put up a good fight. But I suggest trying to focus more on your defense." She suggested. Rion nodded and left the arena to rejoin his team.

Yang patted Rion's shoulder as he sat down, smiling. Rion looked over and smiled.

"Hey Rion?" Ruby started. "Why aren't you using your aura?" She asked.

"What are you talking about?" Rion questioned.

"Why aren't you using your semblance? Or your aura?" Weiss asked.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." Rion answered. Team RWBY looked at eachother at this response.

"How do you not know what aura is?" Weiss asked.

"Probably because I'm from a clan of alien hunters that collect trophies." Rion deadpanned.

"Oh."

"I don't understand how you keep forgetting that." Rion sighed.

"Well, we'll talk to Pyrrha about that later. But for now. As a consolation prize..." Yang smirked. "We're going for a night at a place I like to visit."

"Oh Gods above no..." Rion sighed. Unfortunately for Rion, Yang grabbed him by his armor plates before literally dragging him out. 'Help me...' Rion mouthed to Ruby and Weiss.

'Sorry...' Ruby mouthed back.

Club...

Rion sat on a bar stool. The loud music playing in the club seemed to be aggravating him. Back on the ship, he was more used to the tribal drums. This just sounded like noise. 'Dance music' Yang called it. His mask on as he waited for the bartender, a man named Junior, to bring the drinks Yang ordered for them. Rion sighed as he looked at his wrist bracer.

"So, they got drinks where your from?" Yang asked with her signature smirk.

Rion didn't look up from his bracer as he answered. "Yes, but I didn't drink it."

"Why not?"

"Because it hits humans like ground glass. I'm not someone who tries to act tough." Rion finally looked up. At this moment, Junior brought over the drinks.

"Thanks Junior!" Yang smiled. Junior mumbled something and went back to his business.

Rion tried his drink. While Yang was able to take her drink quite well, Rion stiffened a bit and coughed lightly. "Cetanu above..." He choked out. "What's in that?" He coughed.

Junior approached. "Rum and Vodka." He answered, leaning on the bar. Rion pushed the drink away a bit. Junior sighed and took the drink, throwing it away.

Rion took this chance to take another look at his surroundings. While looking around, he saw two women, sitting at a booth, looking at him he presumed. What could he say? He was a head turner.

The Malachite twins, who have been minding their own business, soon became inquisitive about the strange man with the mask all of a sudden when he walked into the club. Miltiades, the twin in Red, kept her head low, not wanting to be seen staring. But Melanie, the twin in white, had no problems being caught staring.

"You have to take off the mask to drink Rion." Yang said as she sipped her drink.

"Yes, I know." Rion sighed as he reached for his mask. When he pulled off his mask, this definately got the attention of the Malachite twins.

Yang turned and looked, and her face immediately soured. The twins were on their way over, both of them on each side of Rion. He looked to the left and right. Miltiades was twidling her thumbs, trying to figure out what to say.

"Can I help you?" Rion looked between them. Miltiades was about to say something when a goon in a red and black suit slammed his hand in front of Rion.

"Watch your tone!" The goon threatened. "You're talking to the Malachite twins!"

Rion, responding negatively to the threat, back handed the thug, sending him flying into the bar. "You bastard!" Junior shouted as he reached down for his bat. As this happened, his goons surrounded Yang and Rion. The Malachite twins backing off to watch.

Rion grabbed his mask and put it on. "Well. This seems familiar." Yang remarked.

"Try not to get captured this time." Rion said as he activated his wristblades. His plasma casters moved from his shoulder device, locking on to two goons ahead of him. "Sorry to spoil your night Yang." Rion apologized.

"Eh, don't worry about it. You can make it up to me somehow." Yang replied as a goon charged forward. Yang dodged under the attack, and punched the goon in the midsection. Ember Celica sending him flying across the club. She shifted her stance and punched another across the face. She ducked quickly and made an uppercut, sending a goon flying into the air. She punched the same goon again, sending him into a group of goons. "Strike!" Yang shouted happily before laughing.

Rion fired his plasma casters at the goons ahead of him, sending them flying across the club as well. He swung his wristblades back and forth. Forcing his enemies to be defensive and back up. Perfect. He reached to his side, his hand now sporting his Razorwhip. He did one quick swipe, and the whip unfolded. Revealing the razor sharp blades running along the ship. He swung the whip toward a goon, and it wrapped around him. He pulled upward and watched as the whip flew him across the club. He spun the bladed whip quickly and could hear it scrapping along the ground, leaving marks where the blades scratched deep into the flooring. This maneuver forced the group of goons to back up away from Rion. Rion then took out a triangular shaped device and threw it on the floor in front of the group of goons.

"Ha! You missed!" One of the suited men taunted.

Rion simply replied by tapping on his wrist bracer and walking away. The device turned out to be a mine, which subsequently exploded. Sending the group of goons flying all over the place.

Yang was easily taking out the men who still, stupidly, tried to take her down. She seemed to be enjoying the fight herself. She dodged to the side from a blade that was close to her head. But her smile quickly faded when she saw a small strand of blonde hair fall to the ground.

Rion activated his cloak and moved to high ground. As Yang seemed to burst into flame and rush into the group. Men flying left and right as they were punched and/or punted into the air.

When all the goons were on the ground, unconcious, Junior was sneaking behind Yang, his bat raised into the air. Rion jumped down and tackled Junior. Junior responded by punched Rion across his mask. Rion grabbed Junior by the collar of his shirt and threw him toward his bar.

The bar groaned as it leaned left and right. Junior looked up to see the bottles of alcohol, along with the shelf about to fall on him. "Uh oh..." Was all he said.

Rion winced slightly, almost feeling sorry for Junior. "Well. I think we're done here." Yang said, completely calm.

"What was all that?" Rion asked.

"What was what?" Yang looked at him.

"You, becoming all on fire and stuff. You moved faster. Hit harder. What was all that?" He specified.

Yang raised an eyebrow before realizing what he was talking about. "Oh! That! That's my semblance." She smiled proudly.

Rion's eyes were widened by the statement. "That's what a semblance can do?" He saw awestruck. He imagined if he and his people could use such a trick. They'd be the most powerful hunters in the universe.

"It... varies from person to person." She explained. "My sister's semblance is speed. Weiss can summon glyphs. It's always different."

Rion looked to the side in thought. It was obvious that although he wanted a semblance, he had no idea how to.

Outside...

As Rion and Yang were walking from the now destroyed club, Rion looked over and asked. "Yang, back at the dueling arena. What is aura? What were you talking about?" He asked.

Yang looked back and thought how to explain it. "Well. We're all taught about it. It's the manifestation of our soul." She explained. Rion simply sighed.

"Look. Don't worry about it for now. We'll get you to Pyrrha about it. She can unlock your aura." Yang smiled.

Beacon...

"So... you want me to unlock your aura?" Pyrrha asked Rion, her arms crossed.

"Yes. Please." He nodded.

Pyrrha looked at Rion and nodded, smiling. "Certainly. Now. Close your eyes and hold still." She told him, and Rion did so. Pyrrha put her hand on his forehead. Rion felt a tingling sensation from inside him, like something coming forward. Pyrrha drew her hand back and looked. Like Jaune, Rion's aura was untamed, so much to handle.

Rion opened his eyes and looked at himself. "What in the name of..." He couldn't finish the sentance. He was awestruck by what was happening to him. "So this is my 'aura'?" He asked.

"Yes. Think of it like an invisible shield. One that will always help to protect you."

"Oh... if only my clan brothers could use this." Rion admired the aura.

"Just be careful not to use too much of it. It would render you defenseless." Pyrrha warned.

"So... what's my 'semblance'?" Rion asked.

"Well. Tommorow we'll try and find out." Pyrrha smiled.

"Thank you for this." Rion nodded in respect before he left.

After he left, Pyrrha was deep in thought. "His aura was like Jaune's..." She said to herself. 'I guess, even he is expected to do great things... But what...?' She thought. She sighed before getting up, and walking back to the JNPR dorm...