"Two days, TWO days you have been at our academy and already you have done something that would get a student suspended or expelled!" Glynda shouted to the pair sat in the dark room, a single solitary lamp hovering above their heads, casting them in the spotlight. The so called 'fight' that had taken place earlier in the day had brought the two attackers to one of the interview rooms in the school, the curtains pulled down and the soundproof doors closed to keep out any eavesdroppers.

"With all due respect, Miss Goodwitch, you need to work on your disciplinary skills." Scylla said, calmly, her fists still slightly sore from the flurry of punches she gave to the lackeys of team Cardinal.

"We must focus on making or students the future protectors of the people, whether they decide to be prejudiced against others is unfortunately not our main concern." The teacher replied, touching up her ovular glasses against her nose.

"You just let it happen!?" Scylla exclaimed, her eyes widening at the apparent ignorance of the rules present in the so-called prestigious academy.

"Of course not! If any student has a complaint we will investigate the issue, and if the worst comes, both parties can agree to a supervised duel to settle the dispute." The adamant response left Scylla without any kind of follow up, every school system had a few bad eggs, and she knew she had acted like a child in the situation. Glynda took a deep breath before calming down and continuing her explanation, "I know how you usually deal with troublemakers. But these are children you are dealing with, not criminals."

"I believe our new students have made quite the impression on the school, Miss Goodwitch." A familiar voice entered the room, somehow completely unnoticed by the three until he walked into the light that caused each of them to jump in fright.

"Hey Ozpin." Cyprus said, his face returning to its calm, uncaring expression as he greeted the headmaster. Pulling up a chair the green clad elder sat down, placing the coffee mug he was never seen without on top of the table, still with an aura of tranquillity about him. Goodwitch stood straight behind her superior, arms folded and legs firmly together, keeping her sense of authority and responsibility despite her temporary outburst.

"Cyprus, although criminals can be locked away, simple ignorant fools will not leave once beaten." The vigilante sat silent, it was true that he would see Cardin again, and he should have expected some kind of retaliation or payback, the same went for Scylla.

"I understand."

"However, you will not be punished for this incident. Not severely, at least."

The four people in the room all became silent, three of them stunned at the conclusion Ozpin had come to so quickly. As soon as Scylla and Cyprus were brought into the dark room and the blinds were closed they quickly lost faith in their excuse of not knowing the rules being able to pull them out of being expelled. Glynda opened her mouth, ready to speak in protest but any voice was stopped when the Headmaster held his hand in the air.

"You will receive a single detention and confinement to your dorm room for three days, you may not be allowed to leave from the beginning till the end of the school day, with the exception of classes and the detention sessions after class."

Cyprus let out a groan, he had hoped that even though he would be attending the school they would at least treat him more like the adult he was an less like a child who had forgotten his homework.

"Can I at least get my phone call? Or a visit from my wife?" He joked, holding his hands together and giving his best look of fake-sadness to the two in front of him. He could swear he saw Ozpin give the slightest hint of a grin, however both the women nearby gave a groan of disappointment, unfortunately for them that was the precisely the reaction Cyprus expected, and proceeded to revel in the sight.

"We will also speak to team CRDNL about this matter, enjoy your class Mister Haze, Miss Varun."

A short while later the couple noticed that they had already become the talk of the school, looking around they each saw several of the students in the class staring at them, despite the short amount of time word had made it around incredibly fast. She felt increasingly nervous as the classmates seemed to give a mix of emotions, most seeming to be either jumping on the gossip train or smiling, likely because they had each seen the antics of the team they crossed paths with. She couldn't keep track of the many others seeing as they would either turn away or change their expressions once seen by her, she just wished she had the same amount of aloofness as her friend, who was sat with his eyes half closed, barely conscious during the lesson.

"Hey, I think this is bad."

"Yeah, probably."

"You think we should apologize?"

Cyprus closed his eyes for a brief second before responding, pulling himself so he was sitting fully upright in his chair.

"To who? The ones staring at us or Elmer Fudd?"

"The guys we took down of course! Why would we need to apologize for people we did nothing to? And who is Elmer Fudd?"

"Never mind."

Scylla didn't notice that she had raised her voice slightly in the bickering, and the teacher in the centre of the room had stopped talking and let out a slight cough, checking his watch as the hacker stammered and looked back down at her papers, muttering a brief apology so the man could continue with his lecture. While this was going on she noticed Cyprus had begun scribbling on a paper, swiftly passing it to her as he returned to his slumped position.

A lot of these kinds think we did good. But a few, likely Faunus, probably think we did it because that girl couldn't defend herself. So we should apologize to her about wrapping her up in all this, get it?

Giving a short nod of approval, Scylla returned to her work, praying for the lesson to end so they could deal with the oncoming storm of either praise, fear or anger.

"Alright Cardin, you're fine. There was some bruising but your aura will recharge and clean it up in a few hours."

The infirmary was usually near empty, or reserved for broken bones and more serious injuries. But the sheer brutality and shock of the attack had left team CRDL to receive medical attention just in case. School fights were a complete anomaly at Beacon, as most in not all students knew what it meant to start any kind of fight without authorization.

"That idiot got lucky, I'll get him back." The young leader said, rubbing his hand over the still sore spot on the back of his skull.

"It was that kind of attitude that got you into that situation, Mister Winchester. I suggest you be more open minded in the future." The nurse replied, receiving an uptight huff from her patient before returning to her other duties. His brash attitude had gotten Cardin into several fights in his youth, and he was barely keeping it together as his ego increased greatly from being chosen as leader, and the lack of schoolyard fights from his childhood left him with nothing but the inanimate objects in the training areas to blow off steam. As the group left the building to head back to the dorm, one of the other teammates spoke up, his side still sore after the beat down from Scylla earlier.

"Hey Cardin, you think that girl put those jerks up to this?" His short stature making the well-built knight jump in surprise.

"Nah, she might be a dirty Faunus but she's not that dumb. It might have been…" He paused, turning a corner outside of the building he saw none other than his prime target for the past week, Jaune Arc, walking at a brisk pace with a handful of books. Locking onto his target, Cardin clicked his fingers for his lackeys to follow and moved in, quickly wrapping an arm around his prey in a display of obviously false friendship.

"Hey Jaune! Good to see ya!"

Arc gave a yelp in shock before stammering out a reply.

"C-Cardin! Hey? W-what's up?"

"Oh you know, your buddy did a number on me, you wouldn't happen to know who wanted him to do that, did'ya?"

Cardin had made the considerably weaker leader a target since day one, constant antics of a typical elementary school bully plagued Jaunes' school experience so far. Typical things like knocking books from his hands, stuffing him in lockers, pretty much every trick in the book had been used up within the first week. But Cardin already had big plans for Jaune, and this situation had given him the perfect excuse to begin looking into more ways to make the smaller teenagers' life a living hell.

"Cyprus? H-He did that?"

As Jaune had left the hall before the subsequent bombardment of Cardins' skull, he had no idea what was going on. But his opponent didn't buy it, instead picking him up by the front of his shirt and shaking him once he made sure nobody else was nearby.

"Don't play dumb, Jauney-boy! I don't know what you're game is but mess with me again and you'll get it!" And with that, he dropped Jaune back on the ground with a thump, leaving him barely able to keep his balance as Cardin left, each member of his team barging the poor boy with their shoulders as they followed.

"You sure he put idiot up to it? He looked pretty…Not guilty." One of the lesser members piped, skulking beside his leader and fiddling with his hands, seemingly nervous to even speak his mind to the musclebound superior next to him. Cardin turned briefly back to Jaune, who was now hastily scrambling up his books, his head hung low to the ground.

"Oh he did it, and soon enough I'll find something to get him back with." Cardin replied, contemplating his next move and how he would exact his revenge on his fellow student. Meanwhile Jaune began heading back to his dorm, with classes over he could be safe from any more abuse and focus on his homework, the soft breeze waved through his hair as he jogged back to the main dorm room ahead of Cardin, praying that he wouldn't have to deal with his constant, unprovoked aggression for a while longer.

"Excuse me, miss? Hey!" Cyprus exclaimed, his arm waving high in the air to grab the attention of the Faunus girl as she headed briskly to what was most likely her dorm room, with the school day over the pair found it a perfect chance to go over the events that occurred in the main hall. Her tall, brown ears were easily noticeable, and the team beside her made Cyprus rather uneasy as a huge, towering boy stood alongside the girl who now seemed tiny in comparison, despite being a few inches taller than the vigilante.

"You the ones who started it?" The other girl in the small crowd said, nudging through the gap between her two teammates and pulling her wide sunglasses down with a finger. Her stylish black beret felt incredibly out of place with the school uniform, making her seem like it was another person's head on that body.

"Yeah, we just came to-"

The brunette quickly gave Cyprus a slap across his face, her arm undetectable as it swept across her body and the red handprint appearing after a few seconds on his cheek. Cracking his jaw, he waved a hand to Scylla who was stood at his side, her mouth agape at the sudden assault by the girl in front of them.

"I don't think I deserved that." The comical student groaned and looked towards his companion, "You're the people person, mind taking this one?"

Ruffling her friend's hair, Scylla turned her attention to the young woman in front of her. The rest of the bespectacled huntress's team stood with arms folded, each giving mixed looks of concern, suspicion and aggravation.

"We just wanted to apologize, we didn't want you to think we did it because you couldn't handle yourself." Scylla said, calmly. Her eyes not wavering from the gaze of the rabbit-eared girl, who upon hearing this, raised a brow in interest of the fairly surprising apology. Taking a breath, the fiery technophile took a step closer and continued. "We should've thought before we acted, we know that you're stronger than those idiots and I suppose our sense of justice got the better of us." A light chuckle escaped her mouth, leaving the group with an awkward silence before some small talk finally led to the group making amends, and leaving each other to their business.

The next day came off as rather hectic to Cyprus, with Scylla skipping the first class to spend a few hours of the morning going over the footage from the precious night, he was left to actually take part in an expedition to the Emerald Forest. Going over the lesson briefing on his scroll he remembered something about collecting sap from the trees there, and deciding not to barrage teachers and students alike with questions he believed the best course of action would be to just go along for the ride.

'At least they'll have no idea who I really am now.' Cyprus thought as he made his way to one of the many small aircraft that littered the landing pads just behind the school, their steel plating and open side doors giving a tranquil image of the forest area past them. Climbing aboard in the nearest craft he found himself planted next to an increasingly nervous Jaune, one hand firmly gripping the metal bar above his head, his off hand tucking a box close to his side.

"Morning Jaune, what's in the box?"

"Oh~ I, uhh.." The knight stammered, eyes shifting all over the place but never connecting with Cyprus's. "Just a little project I'm working on, nothing big."

Narrowing his eyes for a second, Cyprus decided not to interfere and simply shrugged and looked onwards as the ship ascended and hovered just over the trees. Though he could swear before the engines spun he heard a very light buzzing in his ears.

"So uh, what's with the outfit?" Jaune spoke, briefly. His voice barely audible over the noise of the engines. Looking around quickly, the vigilante leaned closer once he was sure no other people around were listening.

"I can't exactly have every student finding out who I am, as far as you know I'm just another random kid" He replied, looking over his new wardrobe. The new metal plates over his shoulders and forearms glinted in the sunlight, and the dark leather chest piece absorbing the heat from the warm weather. He batted at his side, making sure his compressed weapon was still attached to the new belt which was included free of charge by the craftsman, and sighed happily when he felt its familiar weight pressed against him.

After a short flight, the students began exiting the airships, freefalling into the tree line like specks of rock from an unsteady mountainside. Upon landing along with team JNPR, he noticed Jaune immediately part from the team and head towards some of the other figures in the forest, the box held tightly in his hands.

The forest glowed a brilliant red hue, the leaves filtering the light of the sun giving the blood-coloured area a cool feeling as small breezes shifted the branches and whisked the dead leaves into the air. There were almost no animals around, save for a few stray birds flying overhead, and the new student wondered whether that was due to them arriving or something else entirely. Taking a brief moment to look around and take in the atmosphere, he turned to the remainder of the team.

"So, what's the deal with Jaune?" Cyprus asked the three students beside him, Nora and Ren giving uneasy looks before shrugging. Pyrrha on the other hand, simply grunted and turned away to reach the other main group of people standing in the forest, and the hand placed on her shoulder was quickly swatted away by the prodigy leaving the vigilante stood by himself.

Alright, time to play detective...

Seeking the darkest corner with the best view, Cyprus quickly and smoothly sank behind one of the larger trees, taking care not to step on ay stray branches. Watching the young student trudge through the forest floor, kicking up bunches of leaves with his feet as he went and mumbling to himself. Upon a few more seconds of moving, the source of Juane's less than subtle attitude coming into view as a towering male followed by three lackeys appeared from behind one of the larger tree trunks. Cardin Winchester instantly grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and began dragging him up a small hill, his followers chuckling to each other as they followed quickly in tow.

After a few minutes of stalking, Cyprus saw Jaune finally return to the group, who were now relaxing on the forest floor with their hands behind their heads. The puffy faced blond collapsing on the ground with jars of the blood red sap from the trees around them,

"I think I'm allergic to thish shtuff." He whimpered, face planted into the leaves along the ground. However his rest was short lived as he was dragged to his feet by the bully, who proceeded to head to an open clearing just above where the rest of the students were still busy collecting.

Grabbing a stray jar that was dropped on the ground earlier, Cyprus took this opportunity to collect some for himself, a plan forming quickly in his head. A plan filled to the brim with flaws and fully based on faith and luck, but a plan nonetheless. Expanding his weapon and stabbing the blade into the trunk of the nearest tree, red juices flowing out to the ground giving a gruesome feeling that the tree was actually bleeding. Shrugging off the thought he hastily filled his jar and sped through the underbrush, leaves lifting as the air passed by them.

"Here buddy, where are you? come on out…" Cyprus spoke softly to the nothingness around him, slowly holding the open jar of sap in front of him. In the distance a silhouette came into view, growling and scratching at one of the trees.

Aha! Beowolf!

As Cyprus shifted closer, he noticed something was off. The Grimm was large, larger than any Beowolf he had seen before. And covered in white bone plating, red eyes glowing as it turned to face him. The beast stood tall and casted a dark shadow over the forest floor, a low growl bellowed through the atmosphere as nothing else was heard beside to slow winds rustling the leaves. Huge, towering spines along its back stood on end a glaring threat display had Cyprus stop dead in his tracks, eyes wide and mouth agape.

And time seemed to stop completely.

Okay, not a Beowolf.