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Chapter 10: The Blacksmith's Apprentice
I am but a Glass Rose
Simple and Beautiful but Fragile all the same
But held loved by my creator
Who had lived alone till now
But I long a companion for my creator
For I wish to give this love my creator graced upon me
To one who would grace their love upon my creator
I wish and I wish
And I promise, my creator
That I shall return the love you have given to me
To you, ten fold
That is this Glass Rose's Promise
"The Glass Rose's Promise, Part 1"
2 weeks after the Crash
It was noon when the patient finally opened his eyes, well technically it had been only two weeks but still it was well within a third week of his impromptu coma. But that didn't seem to cause any sort of emotion to the patient. For the only words that left his raspy and unused voice were
"D-d-d-doctor…. W-w-where… I-I-Is… M-m-m-my… T-t-t-team?"
The attending Doctor quickly checked the patient's name tag before running out of the room to go get Doc.
Doc rushed into the room, his hair disheveled and his doctor's coat a bit rustled. The Patient stared at Doc, imploring Doc to tell him the state of his friends and quite possibly family. Doc stared back into the Patient's eyes and then slicked his hair back followed by a loud sigh.
Please, Oum if you hear me let this plan work… was the silent prayer that the Doctor sent towards the heavens, wishing and hoping that nothing would go awry.
"I… regret… to inform you… that everyone… but you… has passed away…" Doc said sadly. He examined the crushed face of the patient as said patient looked as if he wanted to cry, and perhaps wishing that he died instead of his team.
"C-can… y-y-y-you… t-t-tell… m-me… how they died?" The patient's voice asked, his stuttering and watery eyes detailing how crushed emotionally he was. And quite possibly any hopes and dreams this aspiring Hunter-to-be were destroyed as well.
Doc could only stare at the Patient as he did and said nothing. His face looking just as crushed as the patient laying on the bed was.
The Patient waited for a few minutes in the silence before continuing.
"I-I-I… M-m-mean… w-w-we all had… s-s-some A-aura… L-left… R-right? R-r-right!?" He asked, desperation filling the last words of his sentence.
The door of the room slammed opened and a figure rolled in. It was Masamune, his bandaged face completely hiding any features he was making. If anything the bandages helped the Blacksmith hide any emotions he was feeling, helping him keep up his stoic words.
"I ordered the Doctors and Nurses to pull the plug on the life supports of your friends. We simply couldn't wait any further for four comatose Hunters and Huntresses when we need the beds for more injured and still conscious students. To be frank, you and your friends were taking up valuable manpower and resources that could have been used for more productive means."His voice was unusually cold and unforgiving, a far cry from the usual gentle and kind voice of the Smith.
"To be truthful with you, you are the last of your team to have the plug removed, after all… what need do we really have for someone who is going to be just a potential waste?"
Doc flinched visibly at Masamune's words, they were extremely harsh and potentially harming to the mental state of the Hunter who laid in the bed. And it showed, the words cut deep and stayed, but didn't do the effects that Doc had expected. Instead of extreme shock and sadness, there was rage, unadulterated and unbridled rage.
"Y-YOU MURDERER! W-WHY!? THEY COULD'VE WOKEN UP AS I HAVE! YOU'RE A MONSTER!" The Patient screamed at the Blacksmith. And followed up with more insults to the stoic Blacksmith, who appeared to be ignoring to cries as if the person screaming at him were no more than the annoying cries of a broken toy.
Then Masamune wheeled up to the Patient and slapped the boy hard across the face. The sound of flesh against flesh echoing throughout the room. The patient immediately held a hand to the injured part of his face, a large red handprint slowly encompassed his face stating the amount of damage and physical shock that he received. That didn't stop the other cheek from getting another slap from the Blacksmith as well. Doc attempted to separate the two from each other, only to meet face first with the long metal barrel of a heavy caliber pistol. Doc swallowed loudly as he stepped away from the two, the pistol following his every movement.
"You, boy, are my apprentice now. You will obey and execute anything and everything I tell you to do with precision, speed, and grace. I don't need a stupid understudy, I want an intelligent equal. should I receive anything less than that then I will be forced to expel you from this school and ship you to where the majority of your kind lives, I know you won't want to stand that shame. Is that understood, boy?"
The Patient glared at the Blacksmith and said nothing. Several more minutes and Masamune made the two earlier slaps seem like child's play with a devastating blow on the Patient's head, right between his wolf ears. This caused the Patient to yelp in pain only to receive another slap to the side of his head. This was all done with Masamune's free hand as the other was still nonchalantly pointing the heavy caliber pistol in Doc's general direction.
"Any questions, demands, and requests will receive a simple yes or no, unless it requires proper explanation, the minute it leaves my mouth. Understood?" Masamune's voice reflected the dark and grim Aura that surrounded the poor man, it wasn't easy to abandon the path of light to tread on the dark. But it was a action the man was willing to take and to undertake alone, even if others were not to understand his feelings and thoughts during that time.
"Yes, I understand." were the words that came out from gritted teeth.
"Good, Now recover quickly for you have work to do whether you're ready or not."
And with that said, the Blacksmith exited the room. Doc sadly looked at the angry expression on his Patient's face, wholly knowing that this was what he agreed to just days earlier after much debate between Masamune and the Beacon Staff members.
Flashback, Several days before the Awakening
"Alright, So it is agreed that we break the news to him as gently as possible. Correct?" Stated Glynda, several other members lending their voices to her cause.
"But how do we deliver the news as gently as possible? I mean there's no positive way to tell him of the disbanding of his team, as well as including the fact that everyone except for him that participated in the mission is now dead." spoke up one of the staff members, someone adamant of providing quality education in a safe class room environment. Maybe they taught psychology or something like that.
"I agree, how do we tell the boy in a positive way, for once me and Professor Paradiso agree on a subject for a change." agreed another.
"Hmmm… This reminds me of a story of when I…" Professor Port began but was cut off when Ozpin tapped the bottom of his cane on the ground.
"Does no one remember what was agreed to in the room? I do believe that Smith Masamune, the Doctor treating the boy, and I agreed on allowing him to be Masamune's apprentice, and that Masamune would handle the breaking of the news." Ozpin began. His eyes scanning throughout his peers, most of which put their heads down in realization of their actions.
"Ozpin, I hate to be the one to say this… But Masamune isn't the most mentally stable of teachers among the Staff. In fact I have several reports from students stating that he purposefully destroyed their weapons in order to teach them proper techniques of taking care of their now destroyed weapons. As well as several complaints from the staff of Masamune setting fire to the surrounding area while screaming various obscenities into the air." Glynda stated, her eyes on her tablet rather than meet the eyes of her better. Ozpin looked to Masamune who shrugged and made various motions with his hands, possibly trying to communicate in hand motions and gestures to allow Ozpin to understand what had really happened.
"I see… Have you any proof of these accusations Miss Goodwitch? Or are you only going on the words of your fellows and students without finding out more on the situation?" Ozpin's brown eyes meeting with Glynda's green eyes, the latter failing to maintain eye contact for more than a few seconds.
"I… will begin an investigation on the subject of these accusations…" Glynda said, her voice a bit more hushed now that Ozpin was staring her down. To which the Headmaster nodded and turned to Masamune.
"I believe that you have a plan to help the child?"
The crowd soon gave space to the Blacksmith so that he may talk. Masamune only bowed his head in thanks to Ozpin and looked around to the people that surrounded him. He then cleared his throat and said his piece.
"As Ozpin had stated earlier, I have agreed to the apprenticeship of the Student, Arid Fang, for the rest of his career as student here at Beacon. But the agreement allowed me to deal with breaking the news to the student and this is how I plan to do so; Si Vis Pacem, Para Bellum. 'To have peace, make war.'" He began but was immediately cut off by Glynda who fixed a glare on the Blacksmith.
"Mister Smith! I hardly believe that this explanation can sway anyone more than the Headmaster himself, no offence sir. I would prefer that we stick to my plan and break the news to the student more gently." Which raised the eyebrows of Ozpin and a few other members of the Staff. Glynda was overstepping her boundaries that were granted to her by her office. Her remark reflected positively amongst her supporters but also sent a negative wave of emotion through the rest of the gathered members of staff. Masamune however, remained stoic and didn't say a thing until after she finished.
"As Miss Goodwitch has kindly pointed out, I haven't given a more thorough explanation. I plan to instead help progress the student's depression from the thought that he had led his team to their deaths and to turn that grief into anger. By all means do tell the boy that his team has been wiped out to a man, but don't allow the truth to escape until he is ready to understand what had transpired during the mission. It is far easier to deal with a raging ryuu than a grief stricken edelweiss." His words clear and honest to a fault. If his words had contained any ill will then Ozpin would already have cancelled his agreement to the Blacksmith.
"But won't such drastic actions prove to negatively affect the student's mental state? And I don't fully agree that such drastic measures will not backfire and cause more harm than good, perhaps leading to the injuring of either you or the person you hope to treat. It is quite possible that it may escalate to the point of death of either parties. But I do hope you have some plans to deal with that should that arise. Am I correct?" Asked Oobleck, his glasses reflecting the light of the room preventing any from seeing what his eyes were saying about his emotions.
"I too, have questions upon your plan. Such plans may prove more harmful to the boy's mental state if we were to let such a plan proceed towards frutation. That reminds me of story of my boyhoo-" He was about to say 'boyhood' but was cut off by Masamune, much to the enjoyment of everyone else other than Professor Port.
"As a wise tactician once said, 'It is the Soldier's nature to fight back when surrounded, to struggle when s/he thinks all is lost.'" Masamune finished. Much to Glynda's pleasure when she once again stepped in to point out his plan's faults.
"Again, I have to say, that your explanations are not as revealing as you believe they are, in fact I believe that you are keeping what you have planned a secret. Please do reveal to us what you are planning, if that is alright with you." Glynda stated with a small sneer towards the Blacksmith. Many of the Staff in the room couldn't believe how much she was looking down upon the Blacksmith, one who could very much defeat almost everyone in the room with only his fists.
The room echoed with laughter as the Blacksmith almost fell out of his wheelchair. It was a chilling fact that he was laughing, only the mentally insane or the absolutely evil and horrible types of people could achieve the blood chilling laugh that echoed throughout the room. And since Masamune wasn't at all a terrible or evil person one could say that he is mentally insane but would also be wrong in fact since the man was neither evil nor mentally unstable, after all he is who he is.
"Do you really think that putting the news as 'gently' as possible will make him be as functional as he once was? No! You bumbling fools act as if, just by being kind then all of our problems will just disappear! Think about this from the boy's case, as a leader he is responsible for the deaths of his entire team. This will cause him to lose all if any remaining confidence in himself, including the fact that he will possibly plagued with the fact that it was HIM that led them to their deaths instead of perhaps the Grimm. This will cause him to continuously blame himself for their deaths and without something close by that he can blame and be angry at, this will increase the chances of him committing suicide either by his hands or by the claws of the Grimm, thus removing a potential up-and-coming Hunter from doing what Hunters do best. I am more than willing to become the object in which the boy can blame and to eventually take out his anger at. Add this to the apprenticeship he will have with me eliminates any possible chance of him injuring himself permanently as well as providing a second on site Blacksmith in case I am away, thus proving to be more productive than if you just break the 'news gently' to him. And if you don't remember Miss Goodwitch, I am more than capable of protecting myself if the demonstration with team CRDL a week ago means anything to you. Of course, that in time my plan of treating the boy will be revealed but you would have to be there if you want to see anything that occurs." To this logic, most of the other staff members who had disagreed with him earlier now agreed with the Blacksmith. To which even Ozpin nodded with a small smile on his face.
Present Time, Beacon Medical Bay
Doc double checked Arid's readings and helped the young wolf faunus up. He wasn't fully against Masamune's plan but as a doctor he was against the idea of sending someone as injured as Arid, though somewhat recovered, to work in an environment where melting from molten metal is more of a reality than not. Doc took note that Arid looked appeared more alive than when he was told that his entire had passed away, but held his entire verdict until the next time he saw the student.
Arid hobbled along the stone paved path of Beacon towards the Forge, where the supposed killer of his team sat in wait. Arid was beyond furious that he was technically a slave to that monster and that he had no help from anyone including the staff of Beacon. And as Arid pushed open the heavy doors of the Forge open, he was hit in the face with a bundle of clothes.
"Put those on and meet me in the work area." Commanded Masamune as the Blacksmith turned around to monitor a couple of students sharpening and repairing their weapons.
"Yes, Sir"
Bloody wanker, thinking he's flipping better than me just because he's a shitty licensed hunter and the Blacksmith of Beacon doesn't mean that he has to act like he's a goddamn god over me. Fucking bastard, I swear I will fucking show him up. Prove I ain't a fucking burden and get my revenge on him.
Arid took his time changing into the clothes that Masamune gave him but didn't take too much time in order to not get into trouble with the Blacksmith. On the way he ran into Coco, the leader of CVFY. It could be said that Arid had a slight crush on the dominating chaingun toting fashionista of the battlefield but really? Any hot-blooded Second Year male either had a crush on the beautiful but extremely scary Coco or the sweet and innocent but way too shy Velvet. Coco smiled at the Faunus but that smile faltered a bit when she finally saw what he was wearing. To be exact, Masamune gave the boy pure white smithing clothes but made them in such a way that no matter how they are worn, they would look just hysterical on the person wearing it not including the fact that it was just a jumble of cultural clothing that was just thrown together quickly and to top it off that there was a bright pink flower embroidered on just about every piece of cloth. Then finally the dam broke and Coco fell to the ground clutching her stomach as she laughed at the poor Faunus, who looked absolutely crushed by her laughter.
"Pffft Hahahaha! What are... Hahahaha! y-you snrk! w-wearing!? I d-d-d-didn't *Snicker* know that this w-was Hahaha! a new trend you were going through!" She cried out between fits of more laughter, making Arid feel even worse. But her laughter finally dying down as she saw something up in her faunus companion.
"W-well… I didn't pick it out! You see… I'm apprenticing for the Blacksmith and he just gave me this to wear while I'm studying under him." Arid explained.
"Well… If your master doesn't mind you changing your outfit, maybe we could go down into Vale and pick something better than that." She said with a quiet giggle. She was one of Beacon's top fashionistas so it would make some sense that she knew how to make Arid's outfit look better while still retaining the meaning and tradition behind the outfit, hopefully.
"Really!? Thanks Coco! I'll see you this saturday then?" Came the Wolf Faunus' excited reply.
It wasn't often that Coco would offer her help in making someone look good, because in her opinion if she had her way she would make the girls' uniform way cuter, though it wasn't as rare either since she did technically help others before Arid, just not…. how does one put it simply... A member of the opposite sex. She giggled at Arid's puppy like response and noticed how soft and fluffy his wolf ears looked, it wasn't as if she tackled and held Velvet down multiple times in order to get her usual dose of soft, adorable, and fluffy ears but… then again Velvet took very good care of her "extra" parts so that whoever she was crushing on would notice. And Arid's ears were soooo small and adorable, Coco wanted to just nut crush Arid in order to have him at her height so that she could rubby rubby the adworable wolfy ears. Oh god, she was doing it again…. Bad Coco! Bad! No thinking about physically hurting someone to get what you want!
"Y-yeah, this Saturday would be nice…" Coco said, her voice stuttering at the first word because of her train of thought was a bit of wandering away from the topic at hand. Her face had a small blush of embarrassment, it wasn't like she liked Arid or anything.
The two students waved to each other, heading their ways to different places. Arid was smiling when he entered the Forge and that smile instantly vanished when he saw the signature wheelchair of his subjugator. Growling quietly to himself, he walked around the many weapon racks until he entered the large work area of the forge. It was a large rectangular area filled with workstations filled to the brim with tools used to make, repair, sharpen, gild, sew, hold, clamp, stamp, and hundreds of other things.
But the greatest and probably the thing that set other school forges apart from Beacon's was that Beacon had the largest furnace in its Region that wasn't under commercial use or in simpler terms in a factory. It was so large that you had to use an elevator to use it if the lower levels of the furnace were already in use, and the greatest part was that it had special transport tubs to send the metal you placed in the furnace itself directly to your workstation either melted in a special container or red-hot and ready to be hammered into the shape that you needed. But what made the Forge such a great place for students was that the Blacksmith running it was someone who was literally the most famous person on the known Planet, and he was completely fine with students who knew how to use a blacksmith's hammer as long as you knew how to use it. If not, then there was always his Blacksmithing Class in which students learn the more basic of blacksmithing in a entertaining way, this usually included having student made weapons attempting to horribly hurt the Blacksmith in creative way. As it was, Masamune was already busy teaching a class on the techniques used to create eastern weapons such as the ever popular katana.
"Alright, My Teacher's Pet has finally arrived class! Please remember to pass him a dog treat on your way out from the bowl I have next to Ruby's workstation." getting a "Yes~, Sir!" from the class as well as a few giggles from some of the students.
Arid glared at the Blacksmith who was currently explaining the pros and cons of making a Katana.
"Yes, Katanas are ultra-badass weapons but they aren't the ultimate sword to use. For one, they take ages to sharpen to the perfect edge as well as to maintain. Two, Though they can retain a extremely sharp edge, its curved blade makes it almost bad for stabbing as it is mainly a slashing weapon but you can still stab with it. Three, If anyone says that Katanas are the ultimate swords kick 'em in the balls and tell 'em that a Longsword would do just a good as a Katana in a fight and it has more uses than just the slashing motion of a Katana." The group of students just laughed at the heated sword bashing. Even Arid snickered a little bit at what the Blacksmith was saying, even if he was the one who you know murdered his entire team out of not respect but for the idea of preventing resources.
"Alright, now start drawing out the blade, that means Ruby and Yang start hammering the metal as its still hot and Weiss will slowly drag the metal towards herself. This will being the shape of the sword you want, if you want that curve slowly bring the metal up towards yourself… Yes… Thats right… Slowly… Slowly... Alright, Weiss now turn it over and begin to hammer the blade a bit faster now. Thats right, now keep flipping the blade over as you go on dragging it, that should keep the distribution of the metal even and smooth, now Blake take the other pair of tongs and grab the other end of the metal and slowly begin to twist it while adding the powder in the box next to you." Masamune continued to watch team RWBY as they did as the Blacksmith instructed. The Blacksmith nodded and turned to Arid, fixing the Faunus with a stern glare and motioned for the Faunus to follow him.
"Now, Boy. I want you to go organize, sharpen, repair, shine, and maintain the weapons on display as well as the many spare weapons that I have here in the Forge. I will be teaching the other students on making traditional weapons before getting onto the more advanced techniques required for Mecha-shift weaponry. Is that understood?" Masamune's eyes glared deeply into Arid's eyes, declaring that any ill intent should be crushed here and now.
"Yes… Sir" came Arid's response before he headed off into the maze of weaponry.
As Masamune watched the Faunus leave, he sighed loudly.
"Oi… Vey… Maybe I'm not cut out for this kind of thing after all… Hmph… Hehehe, I wonder how the students fair when the teacher is gone." The Blacksmith wheeled back into the work area and saw that Ruby had taken control of the work and was busy directing her group into the final shaping of Weiss' weapon, it was very similar to her Myrtenaster except without the hilt or the guard.
"WEISS, POUR MORE OF YOUR AURA INTO THE BLADE IF YOU WANT TO MAKE IT SPECIAL!" Ruby was very excited, it wasn't very often that she got to watch another person make their very first weapon especially since it was her very own ice cool partner!
"RUBY! STOP SCREAMING AT ME! IT'S DIFFICULT ENOUGH FOR ME TO FOCUS WITH ALL THIS RACKET AND YOUR SCREAMING ISN'T HELPING!" Weiss was covered in sweat, both from Aura usage and from the heat of the forge. The clothing and aprons given to them by the school providing only a little comfort in the extreme heat of the Forge.
Masamune was rubbing his chin as he watched the girls do their work, if anything their yelling and 'screaming' wasn't hampering them rather it was more of a boost to their teamwork with this friendly banter.
"I can't do this anymore! I'm running out of Aura to put into it!" Weiss gasped out between deep breathes.
"NO QUITTING WEISS! YOU'RE ALMOST THERE! JUST A FEW MORE SECONDS!" Ruby shouted at the usually primp and proper rich girl.
The metal held by Weiss and Blake finally began to emit a bright white, it shimmered violently for a few minutes before finally fading into the dull silver of the blade. Masamune wheeled over, followed by everyone else who wasn't working on anything, and looked at the razor thin rapier blade that sat pretty on the anvil of team RWBY's workstation, which happened to be the one that Ruby used the most when she was in the Forge.
"May I?" As he held his hands out politely to examine the blade.
Weiss nodded tiredly as she held the blade out to the Blacksmith for judgement. Masamune gently took the blade with a deep bow, to show his respect to the girl who forged the blade. Holding it up to his eyes, the blade itself was thin but could hold an edge that could be sharpened to slash, its diamond tip perfect for penetrating plate-mail or the small openings in a Boarbatusk's armor. Masamune nodded as he held the blade aloft, it shimmered brightly as the crystals in the metal reflected the light as well as the Aura that had been used to create the blade itself.
"This blade has a soul! As fragile as it looks, it is strong and unyielding, the combination of harsh reality and the gentle fantasy. A perfect blade for a princess or a queen, who needs a blade for presentation and use. Now, Miss Schnee would you like me to finish up the blade you have our spent several days working on and now have just finished? Personally I would have you do it, but as tired as you are I am obliged to do so if you want." The proud but extremely tired girl nodded to the Blacksmith, Ruby put her hand on Weiss' shoulder and gave her a happy grin and a thumbs up.
"Yeah! You did it Weiss! Now you can finally say you made your own weapon! How cool is that? I mean I can teach you everything you need to know about taking care of your weapon and stuff!" Ruby was a bundle of black and red excitement, Weiss on the other hand was too busy to chastise the younger girl for her excitement.
Masamune on the other hand was busy fitting a proper grip on Weiss' rapier, its blade now a white silver revealing the fact that Aura can affect the color of the forged metal. Even the light grey half circles on the blade which are usually blue was distorted by the twisting of the metal and reshaped to look like a complete and gentle wave running along the edge. The guard and grip had to reflect that of both the blade and forger, so he fitted a gold-steel alloy swept hilt and wrapped the grip in silver-steel wire and capped the pommel with a rather simple silver acorn design, but made it even more connected to the Schnee with her own emblem engraved on it and emphasized with the black paint from a few swift motions from a calligrapher's brush. Masamune grasped the now finished product and presented it to the Schnee Heiress.
To say that the blade was made by the smiths under the pay card of the Schnee family would be a horrible thing to say to the maker of the weapon, and a grave mistake at that. Taking the blade gently, Weiss noted that it felt lighter and more attuned to her than Myrtenaster was, though not by much since the highly customized and personally crafted rapier was used by her 24/7. But since she poured her Aura into the making of the blade she wondered if she needed anything to summon a glyph, thinking of a simple and relatively energy saving glyph she injected her Aura into the rapier thinking that the glyph she had in mind wouldn't work. And it did the mirror opposite, from the tip of the rapier emerged a large glyph meant for protection all while bathing her team in a bright white of her semblance now illuminating from the blade of the rapier and leading to the shining miniature beacon of light that was resting on the tip of the rapier. It was a beautiful sight to her, to see something she poured her heart and soul into bear the fruits of her labor in such a magnificent way caused the proper and noble girl to shed tears of joy. Even the rest of team RWBY joined the crying girl, for they only joined the girl to help support her through the class.
"WUNDERBAR! WUNDERBAR! Junge Dame, Ihnen ein schönes Kunstwerk gemacht haben! Ich bin stolz auf Sie als Ihre Lehrer!" exclaimed Masamune, to the shock of most of the class for speaking the native tongue from the land from which the young heiress hailed. Though where the Common tongue was a far better choice, and with the dying out of most native tongues except in the most far east of the Mistral Islands. To Weiss though, who studied the language during her private studies, was more than just shocked with the Blacksmith's fluency of the language but also of his knowledge of the dying language. Weiss for the first time in her life, found someone she could finally speak to in her native tongue.
"M-Meister, i-ich bin mehr als glücklich, ein Student u-unter jemand zu sein, wie geschätzt, wie Sie. Ich hoffe, dass Sie mir auch in Zukunft zu behandeln." She replied, to the confusion of her team who was trying to figure out what the two were saying. Masamune shook his head and placed his hand on her shoulder, squeezing it reassuringly.
"Keine Tränen jetzt wenig ein, wenn jemand ist stolz darauf, es sollte mir sein. Es wird mir eine Ehre sein, derjenige, der bereit ist, zu unterrichten. Nun gehen Sie es sich mit Ihrem Team an der Reihe ist getan." He said gently and nodded to team RWBY. "Take Weiss back to your team room for some rest and recuperation. You all deserve it."
The Blacksmith turned to the rest of his students and said "Let it be known that if you work yourself to the bone it is not good, but doing so in order to complete your project will be alright if you do so in moderation. I recommend that you dedicate yourselves to your work and good fruits shall grow from your labor as well as the opportunity to continue to improve and push yourselves!"
Arid came flying from the racks, knocking some down as he landed into the crafting area. Masamune immediately turned to the direction in which the faunus boy came flying from. Cardin and large group of his supporters emerged from the dust cloud. Masamune looked furious, if anything he was like a berserker whose blood thirst was just unleashed on some hapless fools who decided to piss said berserker off.
Cinder's Room, Beacon Academy
Cinder looked up from her book and shivered. She hadn't felt this kind of bloodlust and killing intent since… Him? Wait… It couldn't be….
She shot up from her bed and dashed out of her room, much to the surprise of her followers. Mercury and Emerald looked at the open the door, then looked at eachother, then back at the door.
"Sh-Should we follow her?" Emerald asked, nervousness reflected in her ruby red eyes. Her partner thought for a second then nodded.
"Yeah, wouldn't want to make the boss lady mad…."
The pair put on their school uniforms and ran after their boss. Hopefully she wouldn't be mad if they were a little bit late, scratch that they hoped she wouldn't just set them on fire for not following her in the first place.
A/N: Woot! Another chapter done! Hope you guys enjoy it! Pardon my german as it's been awhile since I last spoke or wrote in it. If you have any corrections please feel free to put that in a review or a pm to me.
Phrase in German (1): "Wonderful! Wonderful! Young Lady, you have created a work of art! I am proud to be your teacher!"
Phrase in German (2): "Master, I am more than happy to be able to study under someone as esteemed as you. I hope you treat me well in the future."
Phrase in German (3): "No tears now little one, it should be me who is proud. It is a honor for me, to have one who is so willing to learn. Now go with your team and rest, your turn is done."
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