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Chapter 10

3rd P.O.V.

Corridors

9:32 a.m.

Weiss storms off, but Ruby turns a corner and manages to catch up with her.

"Weiss!" Ruby calls out to her.

"What?" Weiss asks, turning around.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you being-?" Ruby asks her.

"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you? You're supposed to be a leader, and all you've been so far is a nuisance!" Weiss retorts.

"What did I do?" Ruby asks, scoffing.

"That's just it - you've done nothing to earn your position! Back in the forest, you acted like a child, and you've only continued to do so!" Weiss explains.

"Weiss, where is this coming from? What happened to all the talk about 'working together'? I thought you believed in acting as a team." Ruby states.

"Not a team led by you. I've studied and trained. And quite frankly, I deserve better." *Weiss turns her back to Ruby, as she tries to reach out to Weiss but drops her hand from the following words.* "Ozpin made a mistake." Weiss walks away while leaving Ruby looking dejected.

"Hmm… Now that didn't seem to go very well." Ozpin comments standing right behind a surprised Ruby with a coffee in one hand and his cane in the other.

"Is she right? Did you make a mistake?" Ruby asks, looking doubtful.

"That remains to be seen." Ozpin responds, laughing slightly.


Rooftop

Weiss is still walking around the halls until she comes across a balcony where Professor Port is watching the sun set over Beacon Academy.

"Professor Port!" Weiss calls, approaching him.

"Ah, Miss Schnee! And to what do I owe this fine pleasure?" Port asks, turning to look at her.

"I... I enjoyed your lecture!" Weiss replies.

"Of course you did, child you have the blood of a true Huntress in you." Port comments, admirably.

"You really think so?" Weiss asks, smiling.

"Most surely!" Port notices Weiss's small frown and lack of eye contact, "Hmm… something's troubling you." Port states.

"Yes, sir…" Weiss complies.

"Dear girl, confess to me your strife!" Port offers.

"Well... I-I think I should have been the leader of team RWBY!" Weiss answers.

Port is silent for a moment until he speaks up. "That's preposterous!"


"What do you mean?" Ruby asks.

"I mean, it's only been one day. Ruby… I've made more mistakes than any man, woman, and child on this planet. But at this moment, I would not consider your appointment to leader to be one of them." Ozpin leans in so he can look more directly at Ruby.

"Do you?" Ozpin asks back at her.


"Excuse me?!" Weiss asks, now getting angry.

"I've believed in Professor Ozpin for many years, and the man's never once led me astray!" Port explains.

"So you would just blindly accept his decision even after seeing how exceptional I am?" Weiss questions.

"With all due respect, your exceptional skill on the battlefield is matched only by your poor attitude." Port states.

"How dare you!" Weiss says, seething now.

"My point exactly. I see a girl before me who has spent her entire life getting exactly what she wanted." Port adds.

Weiss crosses her arms, looking defiant.

"That's not even remotely true!" Under her teacher's gaze, she relents, "Well… not entirely true."


"Being a team leader isn't just a title you carry into battle, but a badge you wear constantly. If you're not always performing at your absolute best, then what reason do you give others to follow you?" Ozpin explains as Ruby looks thoughtful of his words, then smiles at him.


"So the outcome did not fall in your favor. Do you really believe that acting in such a manner would cause those in power to reconsider their decision?" Port asks her as Weiss finally calms down and looks at him again, "So instead of fretting about what you don't have, savor what you do. Hone your skills, perfect every technique, and be not the best leader, but the best person you can be."

Weiss finally lets herself smile a little.


"You've been burdened with a daunting responsibility, Ruby. I advise you take some time, to think about how you will uphold it." Ozpin advises.

"Also if you get the chance I'd like you to give Hernandez this." Ozpin requests, handing Ruby a letter.

"Uhh sure, but why me, you're the headmaster." Ruby asks, only to find herself suddenly alone, with a last look of consideration, pockets the letter, turns and walks away. She comes to the balcony where Port is walking away from Weiss and gives a little smile to her partner.


Rwby's Dorm room

Weiss's shadow is seen against the hall's light, Blake is seen sleeping under the covers, Yang is spread out on her bed, snoring, Weiss lifts the blanket of Ruby's tent, she finds the occupant with her head resting on notes, a pencil in her hand, and open books all around her. Weiss, clears her throat and gently shakes the other girl awake, who takes a second to regain consciousness and start flailing in surprise.

"Weiss! I-I was studying, and then I fell asleep! I'm sorry…" Ruby tries to explain panicking as Weiss places a hand over Ruby's mouth and puts a finger to her own so Ruby understands the need for lowering her voice. Weiss looks near Ruby's pillow and spots an empty Beacon coffee mug.

"How do you take your coffee?" Weiss asks, lowering her hand.

"I… I don't…" Ruby meekly responds.

"Answer the question!" Weiss says in a demanding tone, getting irritated.

"Uhh, cream and five sugars!" Ruby squeaks out.

"Don't move." She ducks under to her own bed and comes up a moment later with a fresh cup.

"Here." Weiss sighs and orders her.

"Um… Thanks, Weiss." Ruby says, appreciatively.

Weiss smiles, then looks apologetic.

"Ruby, I think you have what it takes to be a good leader." Ruby smiles appreciatively.

"Just know that I am going to be the best teammate you'll ever have!"

"Good luck studying!" Weiss ducks under, only to come up and point at one of Ruby's papers.

"That's wrong, by the way." Weiss advices.

"Hey, Ruby?" She ducks under again, her voice coming from the doorway this time.

"Uh-huh?" Ruby asks.

Weiss stands in the door with her hand on the knob.

"I always wanted bunk beds as a kid." Weiss comments, closing the door while Ruby, grins at the progress with her friend and goes back to her notes.


Hernandez's P.O.V.

Spare Team Room

The guardian opens the door to the room and lays down on the singular bed in the room.

Sorry for just collapsing and entering deep sleep mode yesterday.

I would've done the same… but we need to secure this room from at least. We're starting to test our luck here.

Righhhht…The guardian jumps back on his feet and pulls out a grenade. This might sting.

Wait wha- The grenade erupts, blinding the guardian and interrupting anything the voice wanted to say. -THE HELL! Why, just why?

Don't you find it odd that we weren't added onto any team and given a specified room. He crouches down and starts to pick up tiny pieces of metal.

I find it odd why I haven't mentally slapped you… but yes that too. The guardian summons a small lead box from the void.

Pffft, please have I kicked your ass too many times to count, anyway we're getting off topic Ozpin gave us this room but of course like any good tactician, placed listening devices but also didn't think we would have any way of detecting all of them. The guardian fills the box with the small devices.

If I was in my mortal form you would've died a hundred times by now for your miserable existence. The guardian enters the bathroom to face the mirror.

You hive gods are all the same, aren't you. The guardian takes off his helmet to reveal a young face, around 17 or 18, black eyes (once brown), unruly hair kept together by a rubber band in a ponytail fashion, and beneath that small protrusions appear to be growing. Looks like I'm growing horns too, no?

My presence is enacting hive magic to change our form, won't be too long before YOUR the one taking a backseat. The guardian puts his helmet back on and continues to pick up the devices.

Don't count your chickens before they hatch. I have a few tricks up my sleeve. The guardian closes the box, carelessly throwing it into a void portal and enters the main room again.

Either way in time I will RISE AGAIN… watcha goin do right now before sleep, insomniac. The guardian pulls out the laptop from earlier on the bed. Also what are chickens?

They are domesticated vertebrates with epidermal growths that form a outer covering.

Also study.

BOOOO!


Combat Class

Five weeks later 9:40 a.m.

Cardin perches his mace on his shoulder as Jaune opposes him with Crocea Mors drawn and leaning on his weapon, exhausted. He looks at Cardin, who laughs at his tiredness, Jaune gathers his strength to charge forward and swings his blade at Cardin, only for him to jump out of the way and for Jaune to look back, surprised, as Cardin's mace sends Jaune's shield and himself flying back.

Now only armed with his sword, Jaune continues to try and attack, but is blocked by the mace. Their weapons lock, Cardin forces himself up, towering over a struggling Jaune. He's done.

"This is the part where you lose." Cardin states, confidently. Sooooo…

"Over my dead-!" Jaune attempts to retort but is cut off as Cardin knees him in the gut, making Jaune drop his sword and fall to the ground in pain. Cardin raises his mace and is about to slam it down on Jaune just as the buzzer rings, the lights come back on, and Glynda voice stops him. We could train him, you've done it before-

No.

"Cardin, that's enough!" Glynda warns and he relents and walks away as she comes onto the stage, tapping her tablet, "Students, as you can see, Mr. Arc's Aura has now dropped into the red. In a tournament-styled duel, this would indicate that Jaune is no longer fit for battle, and that the official may call the match."

She says this while Jaune still lays on the floor in defeat and Pyrrha Nikos looks sad. Glynda turns her head to look at the losing warrior as he pulls out a smaller tablet with his low, blinking stats and that of his entire team.

"Mr. Arc, it's been weeks now. Please try to refer to your Scroll during combat. Gauging your Aura will help you decide when it's appropriate to attack, or when it is better to move to a more… defensive strategy. We wouldn't want you to be gobbled up by a Beowolf, now, would we?" We could use him though.

I have no experience with blades, I'm better with gun and explosives.

"Speak for yourself…" Cardin comments. Pleease, what about your knife?

I cannot control that 'thing'.

"Remember, everyone, the Vytal Festival is only a few months away! It won't be long before students from the other kingdoms start arriving in Vale, so keep practicing! Those who choose to compete in the combat tournament will be representing all of Vale!" Glynda, to the seated and standing students. I'll ask Phyrra to help him if you stop.

The bell rings, and students start leaving while Pyrrha continues to frown sadly. Jaune, still sitting on the floor, hangs his head in shame. Done.


Cafeteria

11:40 a.m.

"Oh, oh, HERNANDEZ come over." Ruby shouts as the guardian simply waves and starts walking over. This girl knows nothing of the word subtlety, does she?

"You we're about to miss Nora's story." Ruby says while the he shakes his head and takes out a notebook. Shush you.

"Sorry, I had to grab a snack." I write in apology.

"Wait does this mean we get to see your face finally?" Weiss asks as everyone looks at him expectantly. Not this again.

"Nope." As I respond everyone sighs in annoyance.

"OH come on you've been doing this super mysterious gig since day one, give us a break." Yang complains as everyone nods.

"Sorry, but we all have secrets." I repeat once again.

"What could be so bad about how you look?" Yang asks as both Blake and I stare at her.

"My arm and voice was not all that was taken from me." I state simply, lifting my arm and chin. That was good, maybe I'll let you be my ONE human lieutenant.

"So! There we were, in the middle of the night…" Nora starts off the story getting the mood back in the process. Piss off.

"It was day." Ren states.

"We were surrounded by Ursai…" Nora tells to Blake and Yang. Not too tough.

"They were Beowolves." Ren corrects, holding a coffee cup. There you go.

"Dozens of them!" Nora screams as she stands at the table of both Team RWBY and JNPR. Still, not too tough.

"Two of 'em'." Ren adds. What 'is' tough to you?

"But they were no match… And in the end, Ren and I took them down and made a boatload of Lien selling Ursa skin rugs!" Nora finishes while Ruby and Pyrrha now look at a distant Jaune with concern. Whatever is enough to kill a guardian, like you, permanently and you haven't died… yet.

"She's been having this recurring dream for nearly a month now." Ren sighs before explaining. Also Jaune seems to be a bit 'troubled' could be the word.

"Dreams are usually considered widows to our souls, glimpses into the future and even the gods warning us or telling us to do what was in our dreams." I add. "And one of us seem to be daydreaming.

"Jaune? Are you okay?" Pyrrha asks, looking at her leader.

"Huh? Oh, yeah! Why?" Jaune snaps out of it, turning back toward them. You aren't.

"It's just that you seem a little… not okay…" Ruby counters. Exactly.

Jaune assures the others as they stop what they're all doing and stare at him. "Guys, I'm fine. Seriously! Look!" He holds up a thumb while laughing nervously until his attention is focused on the members of Team CRDL, standing around a girl with brown rabbit ears jutting from her hair as Cardin laughs at her and Sky holds up his hands to his head in a mock interpretation of her unusual features. What an interesting mutation.

"Jaune, Cardin's been picking on you since the first week of school!" Pyrrha states. I'm starting to consider murdering Cardin… it's not just because of you or the knife.

"Who? Cardin Winchester? Nah… He just likes to mess around! You know, practical jokes!" Jaune objects. He wouldn't know what a joke is if it slapped him.

"He's a bully." Ruby states.

"Oh, please! Name one time he's 'bullied' me." Jaune says, scoffs as he is seen on the way to class as Cardin is going the other way down the hall. When the two pass, Cardin knocks his arm into Jaune and makes him drop his book, then continuing on his way with his hands out as if daring anyone to challenge him. Welllll…


"Ah, come on!" Jaune pleads, as Cardin and himself are about to pass through a doorway, Cardin clicks on Jaune's sheath and extends it into its shield form as he's going out, causing him to run into it and block the exit. Yeahhh…

"Come on…!" Jaune grunts in frustration as he tries to lift his shield back out.

Glynda is in the locker room with several students, gesturing at the devices.

"Each of you will be assigned one rocket-propelled locker to store your weapons and extra armor. Additionally, your locker can be sent to a custom location based on a six-digit code." Glynda explains and at hearing this, Cardin looks at Jaune who's standing between him and the only open locker in the room. Cardin quickly pushes a shocked Jaune into the small dark space and closes the door on him, pressing random buttons on the pad right after that. I have never, nor will I ever use one of those things.

"What?! No, wait, wait! You've gotta get me out of here! Please! Don't! Don't! Don't do it!" Jaune pleads, but it's too late when the locker scrunches down and launches up with a burst of blue fire while Cardin watches the locker slowly soars across the sky.

"Ahhh, coooome oooooooon...!" Jaune yells still heard from within the locker with everyone now totally focused on him.


"I didn't land far from the school!" Jaune reasurres, attempting to laugh it off.

"You landed about five miles away." I state.

"Jaune, you know if you ever need help, you can just ask." Pyrrha offers.

"Ooooh!" Nora gets up from the table and presents her diabolical plan with an entirely sane grin. "We'll break his legs!"

"Hey if you're going to go kick his ass at least take this." I write, offering a Bowie knife made from bone with a serrated edge.

"Guys, really, it's fine! Besides, it's not like he's only a jerk to me, he's a jerk to everyone." Jaune says waving off the offers and they all look over as the laughing grows louder, mixed in with cries of pain from the rabbit girl when one of her ears are tugged on by Cardin.

"Ow! That hurts!" Velvet stops struggling and grimaces as she pleads. "Please, stop…" Um… isn't she a second year?

"I told you it was real!" Cardin continues laughing as he turns to his cronies. Yep.

"What a freak!" Russel guffaws with his teammates as Cardin finally relents, and the girl stands up and hurries off, her head bowed and hiding her face from the watching table of heroes. Sooo… are you not going to help her?

"Atrocious. I can't stand people like him." Pyrrha states. She should be able to handle herself, but he is starting to get on my fucking nerves.

"He's not the only one…" Blake says, staring in anger. Look at all this life, oh bearer mine. Steal it from this world and the next…

"It must be hard to be a Faunus." Yang says sadly, leaning her head on her hand. Shut up you little scamp!

Jaune gets up from the table, looks back at his friends and sighs to himself before moving on with his tray table. He doesn't realize that Cardin is watching his walk of shame with a sinister grin. I like your knife.