I welcome you to the thirteenth chapter of Stories From Haven Academy. Now read, people of the internet! Read!

All four of the huntsmen and huntresses in training were in sync when it came to holding up the ceiling. Otherwise, they weren't so good. Their aural shield not only stopped the rocks and metal, but also stopped the air. They weren't good at holding their silence, but they made an effort to anyway.

Their only light was Ember's staff, and Crystal's weapon that currently took the form of a round shield to allow equal distribution of light. Rain's conductor was too dangerous, as it was basically lightning, and nobody wanted to get fried.

Using her semblance, Crystal sent her consciousness out, and scouted around the outside area. Locaster had been knocked out and hidden. It didn't look good, and she would be in the hospital for longer than they had air. Nobody went through this tunnel much, so they wouldn't notice that a section of it had collapsed. Then, she got a little bored and began wandering.

When she came back, she was in the exact same spot; her comrades around her, all dying slowly of asphyxiation.

"I've got it," Ember said. "If I use my staff, I can fuse the rocks together, and they won't fall on us."

"Better than nothing: do it," Crystal said. They all lowered the aural shield for a moment, and Ember shot a fireball at the rocks, fusing them all together.

"Good, now we can focus on getting out of here," Rain said.

"None of us are that strong, Rain, we'd all tire out and suffocate," Cirocco said.

"No, I left a few cracks, we should be getting air," Ember said.

"Stop arguing!" Crystal was loud enough to get everyone's attention in the small cave. "There's two meters of rubble between us and the world, so let's start working. But I need to know Rain's and Ember's semblance's in order to plan accordingly."

"Alright, I've got invisibility, like that's going to help," Rain said.

"And I've got energy manipulation, but the power conduits have probably been cut off automatically because of the damage," Ember said.

"Alright, new plan: we wait until help arrives," Cirocco said.

"That could be days, and I don't think any of us would survive that long," Crystal said.

"Got any better ideas?" Cirocco replied.

Crystal was silent.

Storm woke up, finding all his teammates in the room. Storm thought it was good, as they had a long day ahead of them. However, jet lag was still a real problem for all of them, so he tried not to wake everyone up. He got his uniform on, and walked around the premises of the school.

He was overlooking the city of Vale, near the landing platform, when somebody came up to him from behind. "Hello, Storm." It was a woman's voice next to him. He recognized the voice.

"Hello, Pyrrah," Storm replied. "Did you get to be a team leader like Patricia thought you would?"

"No, Storm, no," Pyrrah said.

"Well I did, and Patricia went to paint school instead of Haven," Storm said.

"Congratulations," Pyrrah replied. "And I'm sure Patricia is happy there. Where is Rain?"

"I don't know anymore." Storm decided to change the subject. "Changing subject, who was that guy you were dancing with last, in the dress?"

"Jaune, our leader," Pyrrah replied.

Storm snickered. "I feel really sorry for your team, now."

"Don't be; he was just showing that he is a man of his word, even if that means putting on a dress." Pyrrah almost laughed at the end.

"Well, it's been good seeing you again," Storm said.

"And you as well," Pyrrah said. And they went their separate ways.

It had been a while since their past argument, and most of CCRE had cooled down. That's when Ember asked a question. "What are your guys' reasons for becoming huntsmen and a huntress?" Ember asked.

"Well, my family has been Huntsmen for as long as anyone can remember," Crystal explained. "Each generation passing down the Crystal Blades to the next generation. Usually it would be the oldest son, but when I was five, my mom died. It was the saddest thing I ever went through. But, my father saw this as the universe telling him I was supposed to be his heir to the Taryn Estate, and started training me. I am a master of every weapon the Crystal Blades can create, but I feel like this isn't me. When I was thirteen, my dad thought the same. So, I dyed my hair this shade of green and it's been that way ever since. The Taryn's Estate color was always been this shade of light green, so I did it to make sure my dad wouldn't think I was anything less than who he wanted me to be: a Huntress."

"I did it because my brother and I wanted to be heroes, and fight the Grimm," Rain explained. "But that's not just it. I became that way because I hated people telling me I couldn't accomplish my dreams, no matter what they were. So, I became a Huntsman to prove them wrong, and I'm kind of locked in at this point."

It took a lot of convincing, but Cirocco finally chose to talk. "I did it because of my family too, Rain, but not like you. My dad was killed by White fang guys, and from that day on, I became totally committed to ending both sides of the fight. I was going to fight the White Fang, and the take up their fight against the prejudice of humans. Only I'm going to do it right, in the light, not the dark. I hate exposition."

Then, all eyes were on Ember. "Since I asked, I might as well tell you my reason for becoming a Huntress; I owe you that much." Ember sat up, and started her story "I had always been good at fighting, and gone to a school to learn how to fight and all that, but the reason I went to Haven is the woman we're chasing: Cinder Fall."

"That's the same as you're last name, Ember. Are you related?" Crystal asked.

"Yep," Ember continued. "I found out her plan during the summer, and resolved that I had to stop her. I was tired of always resolving to something important, and never doing it. I had my dad's full support when I signed on for Haven."

Suddenly, the rubble started making sounds behind Ember. Ember backed away quickly, and a hole formed through the rock. Standing there was a man and a woman. The woman was wearing a white robe, and the man wearing a long black jacket, covering their other garments. The man wearing the black jacket put up his right palm. It was gloved, and the palm of the glove had a strange symbol on it that began glowing.

"You will forget all that you know of Cinder's plot," the jacketed man said in a voice that echoed. Then, the students collapsed, and when they awoke, they remembered nothing of any conspiracy done by a relative of Ember's

Guess where the fourth wall break is in this chapter? Anyway, see you next week.