Hello everybody! Welcome back to another chapter! Just to let you guys know, retrospective today, so you guys will see that below. Other then that, I don't have much else to mention. Thanks again to my beta for their input! Without further ado, on to the chapter!

Beta: Ruby's Knight

A little bit of downtime is always necessary, no matter what you're doing. It's important to have those moments in your life where you can put masterminding, planning, and other worries to the side in favor of relaxing. A lot of people don't realize that we need to have a dedicated time to clear our minds off work, and instead focus on what's most important to us. And what's important to me? Making sure I make a change in this flawed world.

I let out a long sigh as I stared at Beacon's fountain, combing a lock of long black hair behind my ear before adjusting my leather vest. Most of the students walked through this area without a care in the world, chatting about anything that was on their minds. Most likely forgetting about the incident that happened about a week ago, instead focusing on the first year simulation. After all, today's Wednesday, I believe. Something was bound to happen anytime now. A hum escaped my mouth as I watched the water cascade down the fountain. I wonder what complication the world will throw at me this time around? What task would Beacon have me do—

"Oh, hey Cinder!" I looked up, snapping myself back to reality. Ruby Rose stood in front of me in her normal clothes, brushing what looked to be crumbs off of her face before waving with a smile. "I didn't expect to meet you here! What are you doing here? Where's the rest of your team?"

"Good evening, Ruby. Mercury and Emerald are most likely in their dorms sleeping or something," I said, glancing at my ungloved hands. She doesn't need to know what they're actually doing. I hope their visit to Vale will be fruitful in the end. But no matter what, I can't let this girl catch on to our plans. "As for me… well, I wanted some time to myself. And this fountain reminds me of home."

"Mistral, right?" I nodded my head. She let out a hum of contemplation as she plopped down right next to me on the bench. "I didn't know that. About the fountain, I mean. Which fountain are you talking about? The big one in the main city?"

I chuckled. "Actually, it's this unusual, unorthodox kind. It's actually a square fountain in this garden I've basically lived in my whole life. Far away from the city." My fingers drew out a rough description in the air. "The idea is that there are these slopes forming a hollow square so that there's also space for plants to grow. What I liked about this fountain was how the water looked like it was flowing up the slope, before falling and flowing up the next ramp and so on. This fountain right here's more traditional, but I always like imagining what it would be like to see water flow upwards against gravity instead of with it."

"Huh." Ruby scratched her head in confusion. "Okay, then. That's… unusual."

"Mmhm." I nodded my head. "It is. There's something special about that fountain, that's for sure. It defies the current rules to create something beautiful and inspirational. Regular fountains have this nice appeal where everything just seems to flow naturally. Seeing water seemingly break that trend is just awe-inspiring. Flowing against the current to create something new. I like it when expectations are defied like that." I brushed a lock of hair back and looked at the girl. "But let's talk about you. What are you doing here right now?"

"Oh yeah! The second-years are going on their last mission for the year, and I wanted to say goodbye to a particular team before they took off. Apparently, my team went ahead of me, so I'm trying to catch up with them right now." The reaper tapped the side of her cheek, nodding her head before snapping her fingers. "You know what? Why don't you come with me to see them off? You're not really doing a lot right now, and I wouldn't mind continuing our chat."

Hmm… I rubbed the base of my chin. Should I? This might be a great opportunity to learn if there are any other Stand users that have the ability we need to continue our plans. And I also get to get a little closer to Ruby, which means that she'll be more likely to give up some valuable information. Information that we can use to find our target. It would serve me best when it's time to put down all of the cards and reveal everything. And to think that I originally intended on just taking her out of the picture before they could become a problem. Ruby… what a great asset.

I nodded to the girl as I stood up. "Alright, then." We started on our way. "So, do you remember that simulation thing that was supposed to happen today?"

The young girl nodded. "Yup! It's kinda scary how nothing's really happened yet. I don't think anybody wants to go out today. Who knows what could happen? So I kinda feel jealous of the older year students. At least they don't have to worry about this simulation and instead do actual fun stuff. You know, Hunting and all that." The girl let out a long sigh. "What I wouldn't give to jump on one of the Bullheads and just fly off to fight off the Grimm invading a local village. Although it's going to be hard to convince Weiss and the others to leave. And Team RWBY does need their team leader, no matter what."

A sigh escaped my mouth. "Responsibility. Something that everybody needs to bear, but something everyone hates to have. It's hard having responsibility, especially when that means holding other people's lives in our hands. When your failures will affect them negatively, or get them killed outright. But the burden of such a task serves to drive us as well. It's such an interesting thing—" I blinked. "Oh, sorry. I don't really know why I decided to say that. It just— came out of my mouth just like that."

"Nono, that's okay," Ruby shrugged. "I mean, I think about it, too. It's something I don't like to think of, but…" The girl tugged her cape closer to her body. "Once we graduate, we become Huntresses, and we have to consider the lives of the people first and foremost, including our loved ones. My team, the villagers outside the Kingdoms, the people inside the Kingdoms… There's a lot at stake the moment I step out into this world."

Ruby squeezed the cloth, creating ripples across the cape. "And it's going to be hard. It's a burden almost nobody takes, and that's lonely. But that's why Huntsmen exist after all. We take on the responsibility others can't possibly take. Isn't that right?" I nodded. The child gave me an almost bittersweet smile. "The kid in me wants to run away and Hunt, but the leader part of me wants to be there for my team and for all Remnans. I guess that proves you right in how responsibility drives us, huh?"

I gave her a nod as I delved back into my thoughts. Hmm… so that confirms my suspicions. Ruby seems to be the loyal type. Dedication to her team, dedication to her cause, so on and so forth. She's willing to bind herself to responsibility if it meant protecting others. It could be a reason why she's going after the Arrow, now that I think about it. A smile crept up my face. Perfect. So that means she's not going to see the bigger picture at least until it's too late for her to act. I've already praised myself once for this, but I'm really glad that she's still around. It's not every day a person like her acts in such a predictable manner—

"—Hey, Cinder!" I snapped back to her. "Are you okay? You kinda zoned out there." My eyes narrowed for a moment. Did I really zone out next to the girl who could potentially stop my plans?

"I'm fine," I said. "Like I said, it's a thing I do at times. I like thinking to myself, but sometimes I forget that I'm supposed to be talking to people. It happens."

"Okay then." The girl in black and red fiddled with the side of her hoodie. "Well, do you want to talk about something else? Actually, hold that thought. We're here." The whirring of Bullheads on standby caught my attention as we approached the launchpads in question. It still amazes me sometimes that Remnans managed to figure out how to fly like birds. To think that even just six years ago I wouldn't have imagined of getting anywhere in the world that isn't by land or by foot. A lot has changed since then, but luckily the amusement hasn't. At least not yet.

Several upperclassmen stood nearby what I can only assume would be their assigned Bullhead, talking amongst each other and their teams. Most of them faded away from memory as soon as my eyes hopped towards another group. None of these guys are going to be important for the plan to come. If they were, I would've expected another incident erupting from their ranks like what happened last week. No, these individuals are less important than the pawns on the table. As far as I care, they are civilians. And considering how complacent they act these days, they basically are.

"Hey Cinder, could you help me look for Team CFVY?" Ruby chirped. She held a hand up to her brow and squinted. "It shouldn't be too hard. Just look for the gigantic East Mistrali in green and a giant bronze sword right next to a rabbit faunus."

A smile crawled up my face. "If it isn't so hard, wouldn't you have found the team by now?"

"Well… yeah." Ruby tapped the tips of her index fingers together as she let out a nervous giggle. "It's kinda embarrassing that I'm failing at this."

Luckily for the girl, a feminine voice spoke up. "Oh, look at this. Isn't that the leader of Team RWBY, Velvet?" The both of us turned around to see a girl in a turtleneck and shades strutting alongside a brunette with prominent bunny ears sticking out.

The woman I assumed was Velvet nodded her head before giving the young girl a wave. "Hey, Ruby! It's great to see you! Your team was wondering where you were the whole entire time."

"Yeah, about that." Ruby rubbed the back of her head. "I kinda took a detour for breakfast. Then I guess I just forgot about time and all. But I'm here now!"

The girl in the turtleneck gave the girl a smirk. "Oh really? Anyways, whatever. Let's meet up with the rest of the guys." She turned towards me. "But I don't really recall meeting you before. You a friend of Ruby?"

"Of sorts." I hesitated for a moment before offering my head. "Cinder, leader of Team C.M.E.N."

She scoffed as she took my hand. "Oop—! Sorry about the laugh. I just got the acronym. But really? Your Headmaster must've really been bored or desperate enough to name your team that. I mean, really? He's got some issues. I'm sure you're still a good team leader in spite of the name. I'm Coco Adel, team leader of CFVY. If you're a friend of Ruby, you're a friend of mine. But let's get a move on, shall we? Don't want to keep the team waiting for when we take off!" Everyone else nodded, and with that, the four of our started our trek into the mass of Bullheads.

Coco gave me a quick glance before letting out a hum. "Huh. You're not afraid of showing some skin, that's for sure. Just a leather vest, some strategic sarashis, and some tight pants." The girl whistled. "Simple, yet effective. I don't really like that sensual survivalist look, but you do you, Cinder. Oh, wait a minute." She walked towards me and took one of my arms, inspecting my skin closely. "Now I didn't expect this. You dabble in Mistrali Dust weaving?"

My jaw almost dropped upon hearing that. "Oh, of course. How do you know?"

"Hey, I'm a fashionista. I would be embarrassed not to know about this kind of stuff." Coco took her sunglasses off and seated them over her beret. "But for a quick explanation, your skin glitters just a bit in the sun. Not much, but to a noticeable amount for someone with a keen eye. See?" The upperclassman twisted my arm in the air. Sure enough, I caught a faint red sheen flickering once in a while.

Coco let out a relaxed chuckle before releasing my hand. "Funny story about how I first learned about this. So my family's company used to have this clothing line inspired by the movie 'The Girl on Fire' where the main character uses fake fire in her outfit to enamor a crowd. We tried Dust weaving to try and get the same effect, and it did for the most part. But all of the models complained about how Dust residue would build upon their skin and give them that slight glittery look. They looked like shiny disco balls by the end of the shoot! Took them forever to get the substance off!"

"Huh… I didn't know that was a thing," I noted, trying to keep the bitter taste on my tongue down. "Dust weaving was just a tradition my village always kept alive. It never occurred to me that there were side effects to doing so. But then again, everything does make a bit more sense now that you mentioned the residue. We were known for the unusual shine on our skin."

The upperclassman smiled. "Don't mind helping a freshie with a bit of my knowledge. Gotta teach the younglings about the facts of the world, after all." I resisted scoffing. Oh please. I'm likely older than you by three years. I know things that you wouldn't— no, couldn't even comprehend. You looking down at me when you don't even know anything close to the truth is laughable. If I was me six years ago, you would be lying on the ground, blood gushing from the beating I would give you.

I hid my distaste from her though, giving her a small smile. But I can put this aside, just for now. "Thank you, Coco." It's just a little annoyance in the bigger scheme of things. A passing detail in the bigger picture. Let her believe what she wants to believe. Keep not understanding the plights of other people. You'll learn to understand soon enough. I continued: "I'll keep that in mind for now on."

Ruby jumped into the conversation. "But forget about clothes! You have to tell us about your mission! What is it this time around? Are you performing a search and rescue for an overrun village? Hunting down a beast plaguing the outskirts of Vale? Come on, you guys. I can't take all of the anticipation!"

"Oh, it's nothing so heroic," Velvet sighed. "There's a Grimm nest that burrowed itself close to an often traveled road close-ish to the old destroyed Valean colony. We're supposed to meet up with some local villagers then work with them to destroy the nest."

"That sounds really cool though!" The young girl raised her eyebrows. "How is that not heroic?"

Coco chuckled. "I can answer that. It sounds cool until you actually think about the situation. The thing is we can't fight any of the Grimm. Because we'll be so close to a popular travel route, there will be travelers and merchants passing by. And they'll panic the moment they hear fighting so close to them."

"Bringing more Grimm to the area." Those silver eyes widened.

"Exactly. This can go wrong so quickly, so we can't just uproot the nest on our own. That's why we're working with the villagers on this. They have to work to divert the travelers, account for caravans currently on the path, make sure that no one catches on to what's actually going on and all that." Coco flipped her sunglasses back on. "And until they get that done, we're either doing nothing or searching for the nest without the ability to fight back. Not fun at all, but if it'll make sure that we don't get into an absolute mess, we just have to put up with it."

"Better bored than dead," I noted.

"Mmhm." The fashionista let out a yawn. "Oh, we're close to CVFY's Bullhead. Just turn right at this platform and done!" Close to the back of the launchpad stood the rest of Team RWBY leaning on one of the Bullheads alongside two guys. They most likely finished some kind of conversation some time ago, considering how they generally ignored each other in favor of doing their own thing. Blake was flipping through a book, Weiss and Yang were on their scroll. The giant Mistrali boy Ruby talked about and a short dark-skinned boy with scars stared off into space, although that might actually be the case for the latter due to his milky white eyes.

But something was… off about the boy. Not by the fact that he might be blind, no. I've seen many people lose their sight outside of the Kingdoms, more than one will ever believe. No, but for some reason it feels like he's staring at me intensely. Like he's trying to observe me or something. Even though I know he's not doing it to be rude, it still was unnerving. Like he can see me in a way that I can't even comprehend. I don't think he's a Stand user. The Arrow never came close to him. My eyes narrowed. I might need to keep a watch on him, just in case.

The giant of a man pushed herself off of the Bullhead the moment he saw his team leader. "Coco. Velvet. Ruby." He nodded to each woman as he said their names. Then he turned towards me. "And I don't believe I've met you before."

"She's a friend of Ruby's," Coco chuckled. "Meet Cinder."

"Hmm… an interesting name." He waved my hand away as I offered it out, instead giving me a bow. "Forgive me for the rudeness, but I don't shake hands. In my culture, it's more polite to bow to strangers."

In turn I shook my head. "I understand. There's no offense taken." My eyes flickered to the other boy. "May I ask for both of your names? You and the other boy over there?"

"The boy over there is Fox. As for me, I'm Yatsuhashi, but everybody prefers to call me Yatsu. Either name is acceptable to me."

At this time the rest of the RWBY girls snapped up to look at us. Yang in particular. "Wha— Oh, hey guys! Glad you could finally make it, Ruby!" Within moments she bounded over and pulled her sister into a hug. "Couldn't resist a last minute cookie raid?"

Ruby's eyes widened. "Wha— no! I'm not a crook! You have no proof of that!" Her eyes flickered to her teammates before zooming towards me, begging to get her out of this situation. I shrugged back at her as a response.

Yang's smile, on the other hand, became more vicious. "Yeah, right. I can smell the chocolate chips wafting from your mouth. I'm less sad about the fact you decided to eat cookies in the first place and more about the fact that you didn't bring any for the rest of your team, or even Team CFVY. They're going to leave anytime now, and no parting gift?"

The young leader groaned, turning red in the face. "Now you're trying to make me look bad, Yang! Of course I brought them a gift!" The leader of Team RWBY pulled away from her older sister. Reaching behind her back, she pulled out a small tin box the size of her fist. I blinked. I honestly haven't noticed that tin whole entire time. Was that on her the whole entire time? "See? I bought them one of those cookie bites tins! So, uh, here you guys go!" She shoved the tin into Velvet's hand.

"Oh, thanks Ruby." Velvet held the tin up for a moment before pocketing it. "We appreciate it." She checked her scroll time. "Coco, it's about time."

The leader of Team CFVY nodded her head. "Gotcha." She turned towards Team RWBY and me. "It's great having you guys come over to watch us leave for our mission. Oh yeah, isn't that simulation thing happening today?" Everyone nodded. "If there's any advice I can give for that, basically just stay calm and let everything catch you by surprise. Worrying about what might happen will have you thrown off your game, and a scenario like that will suck for your team. I would know. It happened to my team last year. Whatever happens happens."

Ruby and I nodded. "Got it," the girl chirped. "We'll keep that in mind. Have a safe trip!"

"Thanks, Ruby." Coco turned towards the rest of her team. "Come on everyone, on the Bullhead! Those villagers aren't going to be waiting for us forever!"

They nodded, piling into the aircraft the moment it opened up. The Fox kid kept his gaze on me for one more second before feeling his way into the airship. So he is blind after all. I relaxed a little. So he wasn't actually staring at me, but just happened to be looking in my direction for the longest time. Well, I didn't need to put myself through so much worry like that. It meant absolutely nothing in the end.

Coco was the last person to step into the Bullhead. The moment she sat back down, she turned towards the rest of us. "Well, we're off! Good luck with whatever's going to happen today!"

"Thanks!" Ruby waved back. "Happy Hunting, Team CFVY!"

In response, Coco gave us the thumbs up before tapping on the side of the Bullhead. The passenger doors closed up a moment later, and with that, the Bullhead started levitating upwards. The five of us watched in silence as the rest of the Bullheads zoomed away from the launch pads to wherever they will take the rest of the second year teams. Before we knew it, we were the only people still there.

"So Cinder…" Ruby rubbed the back of her head. "Well, my team and I are going to go back to our dorms now. If you don't really have anything else to do, you can come over and hang out with us—"

"I think it's best for me to check on the rest of my team," I interrupted. "Make sure that they're still there. I mean, the last thing I need to worry about today is them getting into trouble when we start the simulation. So, no thanks." I turned around and started back for the 'dorms.' "Maybe another time."

"Alright then. See ya later, Cinder!" I let out a hum at that. We will be seeing each other again, I assure you, Ruby Rose.

As soon as I managed to escape from Team RWBY's sight, I pulled out my scroll and started typing up a message. Progress on trip?

A message popped up several seconds after I sent it. Found several hits within the city. Around seven. None showing symptoms at the moment. Returning home now and waiting. I smiled. That's good. Seven might be enough to find what we need. Now all we have to do is wait and watch Ruby and her friends come after them. And with that, I put my scroll away and continued walking. This was a relaxing moment, indeed.

It felt like time flew after Jaune's battle with 「FEEL GOOD INC.」One moment we were having pancakes with all of our friends. And before I knew it, a week has passed. The sun had just set, allowing the cliffs of Beacon to be shrouded in darkness. I laid in bed, already in my sleepwear. A bit of drool escaped my mouth as I flipped through the newest issue of Hunter's Weapons Monthly. Actually… the issue came out last week, but I've never really gotten a chance to read through it properly until now. It's a great thing I have time now, because these parts are top notch! I adjusted the headphones on my ears as I stared at the pages in awe.

I snatched a highlighter laying nearby and started circling images of various bolt mechanisms. Just recently they came out with slam-fire bolt action mechanisms, which means I can fire my baby as fast as a semi-automatic weapon if my arm could take it. Realistically, there's never going to be a need for slam-fire. It's going to wear down the mechanism like crazy, and it'll suck if rounds don't get seated correctly. But if I ever get into a fight with, say a giant Beringel or something fast like that… It might just be what I need to keep fast creatures at bay without getting overwhelmed.

"Hey…" Somebody's muffled voice tried to reach me over the electric guitar from this alternative-rock song playing in my ears. I shrugged. Maybe it's not important. A hum escaped my mouth as I continued circling the mechanisms that interested me. The sounds of somebody knocking against the side of my bed caught my attention. Huh? I looked over to see Yang making a motion of pulling something out of her ear. Oh—

"Yes, Yang?" I asked as I slipped the headphones off. The heavy pounding of rock disappeared, replaced with the mellow and calmer sounds of the Achieve Men.

My sister adjusted her tank top as she gave me a beaming smile. "Hey, so you know how the Achieve Men released a new album recently?" I nodded before hearing my partner shift on top of her bed.

"You've been playing it nonstop," Weiss moaned from below me. "I mean it isn't bad or anything, but it's weird that you wouldn't play music out loud for the whole entire year, and then all of a sudden it's just nothing but R. Lazer singing about love and relationships over and over again!"

Yang shrugged. "What can I say? I love these guys ever since they first debuted six years ago. They're a timeless band!"

"You also had the biggest crush on Little J for the longest time." Lilac eyes flickered to me in shock as a wide grin formed on my face.

"Ruby, don't you dare—"

"I guess it's about time I got revenge for all the times you teased me, huh?" I sat up, rubbing my hands with glee. "Weiss, you should've heard the things Yang told me about her love for Little J. Yang said how she wanted to squeeze him tightly on the shoulder and give him little kisses on the neck. I remember how she asked me to read this story she had written back then, and it was a little fantasy about a self-insert character interacting with the entire band."

At this point, Yang started trying to climb my fortress. "Ruby!"

A snort escaped my mouth as my bed started swinging around. The heiress beneath me let out a scream. "Yang, don't! I'd rather not die here!"

"Hold on, hold on, let me finish. Yang wrote how she wanted to have the whole entire band take off her clothes and lick her body like a bunch of dogs. And best of all, she wanted to slap Little J's butt while he's touching her butt!" Crimson eyes flared within my sister's eyes. "Oh man, twelve year old you had absolutely no idea how sex worked!"

"Ruby! I'm going to— I'll—" Her eyes turned back lilac. Yang closed her eyes as she took a long breath. "Deep breaths. Calm breaths." She hopped off my bed, taking a couple of steps back. "There's no need to kill your sister, Yang. She'll suffer in more ways than she'll ever imagine. I will remember this, and I will get my revenge." A low, rumbly laughter escaped from her throat.

I paled at that. "What are you talking about?"

"Oh, I don't know." Yang put on a smirk as she leaned on a side of the wall. "Maybe there are other… crushes that you yourself don't want to be revealed."

My jaw dropped. "No… Yang no!"

"Yang yes!" The blonde's smile grew even larger. "Maybe Weiss won't mind hearing about how you loved Uncle Qrow and that you wanted to marry him once you became old enough. Three years to go, Ruby. I don't Uncle Qrow's the kind of guy to date someone way younger than him, but who knows? From the way you've been growing, I think you might have a chance with him—"

"No!" With a yell I leaped off of my bed, tackling Yang and knocking her to the ground. "You will not say another word! I grew up! It's gross now that I'm older! I was a dumb kid who didn't know any better!"

My sister was having a laughing fit as she tried to push me off of her. "You know how we used to joke about how Qrow looks more like your biological dad then Dad?" She wiggled her eyebrows at me. "Three more years and he'll actually be your daddy, if you catch my drift—"

"Stop it!" I whined. "Nonononono that's disgusting! Just stop!"

"Okay! Okay! I'll stop it!" Yang laughed as we tussled on the ground. "Come on, Ruby! I'm joking!"

"Hmph!" I got up, crossing my arms as I ballooned my cheeks.

"Aw, don't be like that Ruby. Besides, I have an announcement to make to all of Team RWBY!" My sister looked around the room. "Where's Blake?"

We all looked at each other before shrugging. Yang sighed.

"Man, and I thought she would be here by now. She hasn't been answering my scroll, either." My sister sighed. "I should go after her, but I'm already so comfortable." Yang pouted for a moment. "Oh well. I can tell her when she comes back. But basically the Achieve Men had a raffle for anyone who bought their new album. Up to four people can come to a first-peek concert where they unveil some new songs that they might play during the opening of the Vytal Festival Tournament!"

"That… makes no sense at all." Weiss raised her eyebrow up. "Wouldn't it be more of a surprise if they just chose a song in secret and played at during the opening? Why would they play a series of songs to an exclusive audience?"

Yang shrugged. "Eh, I don't know. It's probably just an excuse to hype up their upcoming tour to a ton of people. But that's not the point!" The girl pulled out her scroll and showed it to us. It was displaying a message with a bunch of streamers surrounding the word, 'Congratulations!' A giant grin grew on her face. "I've won! There are probably hundreds of thousands of people who ordered their album, and I happened to be one of the winners! We can go to this concert!"

"Oh Yang! Congrats!" I clapped my hands with glee. "That's awesome! So you are you going to bring?"

"That's easy! I need my partner to come with me, 'cause partners always stick together! Then I couldn't just leave just my baby sis!" A yelp escaped my mouth as she wrapped her arms around me. "Which leaves one more spot for one more person. Hmm… Who could it be?" Yang tapped the base of her chin as her eyes flickered to the ceiling. "I don't think anyone on Team JNPR likes the Achieve Men… Team SSSN is out for sure… Oh! I'll take Ice Queen along with me!"

A scowl appeared on my partner's face. "Why is it always me who gets singled out with the nicknames? And stop calling me Ice Queen! I'm not that harsh of a person!"

"Ooo, still a bit prickly there, Weiss. Feel like you need to… chill out for a moment!" Yang self-fived herself. "Nailed it!"

Before Weiss could say another word, my scroll started buzzing on the bookshelf. "Hold on, I got it." I picked it up and unlocked the phone. "Hello?"

"Ms. Rose?" The clear voice of the Headmaster escaped from the speakers.

"Headmaster!" I stumbled a bit, causing everyone else to look at me. "Sorry," I whispered to them, covering the microphone. "I'm fine." Raising the scroll back up, I answered: "Yes?"

"I'd like to have a talk with you in private. I know it's a little late at night, but I feel like the subject matter is important enough to be discussed. I'd prefer if you came here as soon as possible, so grab something that can keep you covered up and come over to my office whenever you can, alright?"

I nodded my head. "Okay. Goodbye." I hung up and slipped the scroll into my pocket. "Sorry guys, but I have to go see the Headmaster right now."

They nodded. "Sure thing, Ruby," Weiss said as she slipped back into bed. "So when is this concert?"

"Tomorrow! So a couple of days before the Vytal Festival starts! … Okay, now that I say it, it really does sound like a bad idea. But anyways," Yang waved at me as I threw on my cape. "Bye Ruby! Stay safe, okay?"

"Sure thing!" I locked the clasps into place, fastening the red cloth to myself. "I'll see you guys later!"

A hum escaped my mouth as I walked out of the room and started my way down the corridor. Hmm… I wonder why the Headmaster asked me to come over to his office at this time of day. Did he figure out something about the Cupid? Something so important that it can't wait? I started to break out into a run. I should hurry then. If I don't get this information soon, then the Cupid might get away and render his knowledge useless!

I burst through the dormitory doors when the sudden chill of the night enveloped me. I shivered as I pulled my cape closer to me. Brr! It's cold out tonight! I'm glad I decided to bring my cape. The cold would be a lot worse without it to warm me up. But I should hurry up. I'm not sure how much time I have left until—

My mouth yet out a yelp as I saw Blake coming towards me with a sandwich in her mouth. Her eyes widened as well. I dove to the side, bumping into her shoulder in the process. Her figure faded away into shadows a moment later as she appeared a meter to her left. "Blake?" I asked as I picked myself up. "What are you doing out so late at night?"

She pointed at the grilled sandwich. "I got hungry, so I went to the cafeteria and picked up a tuna melt." Her words were muffled as she said this. "It's nice to have the cafeteria open for late night snacks. But what are you doing here? I thought you were at the dorms."

"The Headmaster called me up to his office." I leaned in towards her. "It might have to do with the Cupid and the Arrow."

Her eyes widened as she heard that. She swallowed her current mouthful. "Then I'll come with you. After all, it's best to have more than two people there to hear what the Headmaster has to say. I'm starting to think somebody's been watching us, and we're going to need to make sure everybody knows this information."

"What— you mean Beacon in general? They have dozens of cameras stationed everywhere! It's… kinda creepy now that I think about it." I shivered as the two of us started towards the Headmaster's tower.

Blake shook her head. "No, I don't mean that. Here's the thing. You know how I was researching the White Fang movements in the city recently?" I nodded. "Well, they ended right after Torchwick's Dust smuggling operation was busted. They haven't done a single thing ever since then. On one hand, that's great for us. We don't have to worry about busting any more White Fang at the moment. At the same time, I've started noticing how every time we visit the city, somebody's been watching us. Sometimes it's a male figure. Sometimes it's a female figure. But they're both faunus. I think the White Fang are looking for the Arrow as well."

I shuttered when I heard those words. A terrorist group with the power of Stand users… even if only a tenth, no, a single percent of the group had Stand powers, there's no way anybody can stop the combined might of so many people. We'll most likely get steamrolled, and then there'll be nobody who will stand in their way. "We can't let that happen," I growled as I clenched my hands. "We'll take the Arrow back before the White Fang does that."

"Right." With that Blake popped the sandwich back into her mouth and continued eating. We continued on our way towards the Headmaster's office without sharing another word. The silence isn't really that awkward. Not like how it used to be. Before it felt like we didn't know what to say to each other. Now… it's more of a comfortable silence, like we were okay with not saying anything to each other. The only thing I heard during the entire trip was our footsteps and the sounds of Blake eating.

Before long we found ourselves in the elevator. The faunus girl next to me finally finished one half of the sandwich and started on the other half. "Mmm…" Blake glanced at me. "Maybe one day we should all go out and get a late night snack. These sandwiches, while simple, are actually pretty good."

"Really? Can I have a bite?"

Blake gulped her mouthful down. Her mouth opened as her eyes flickered between me and the tuna melt in her hands. "Uhh… I mean this is really good stuff, but…" She sighed as she handed the sandwich to me. "Take a bite from the opposite side, okay?"

"Thanks Blake!" I bit into the melt. My eyes widened as the flavor danced on my taste buds. "Wow, these are pretty good. When did you find out Beacon does this?"

"Roughly around the same time I started researching the White Fang. You learn stuff when you skip dinner." I handed the sandwich back to her.

Just then the elevator rang. The doors opened up to reveal our Headmaster looking through his scroll. "Hello, Ms. Rose," he stated, still focused on the text. "Thank you for coming here on a short notice. Please, take a seat." He looked up at the two of us. One of his eyebrows lifted up in amusement. "And hello, Ms. Belladonna. I didn't expect you to be here tonight."

"Oh, that." I chuckled as I rubbed the back of my head. "I happened to run into Blake while I was heading over here. She was doing a… late-night run for food."

"... I see. Anyways, Ms. Belladonna. This is a meeting between me and Ms. Rose only." He laced his fingers. "And since this meeting might take awhile, I wouldn't recommend waiting for your team leader. I'd prefer if you went back to your dorm before curfew comes into effect."

Blake let out a hum. "So there isn't anything about the Cupid?"

The man shook his head. "Unfortunately no. It's more of a… personal issue. Which is why I wish this meeting to be private."

"Alright then. So… I'll meet you back at our room then." The girl gave me a wave as I stepped out of the elevator.

"Bye, Blake." I turned towards the Headmaster as the door closed. "So if we're not here to talk about the Arrow or the Cupid, what are we here to talk about?"

"Take a seat. I wasn't joking when I said that this conversation might be a long one." He set his scroll to the side as I plopped myself into the seat in front of the desk. "Now, let me start everything out with a question: remember when we first talked right after you foiled Torchwick's plan to raid From Dust to Dawn?" I nodded. He continued: "Do you remember my first remark when I first saw you?"

"Um… it was something about my eyes, I think." I hummed as I tried to think back to that day a long time ago. Wow, has it really been that long since I became a Huntress? It's almost been an entire year or so! "But… it was how they were silver, right?"

He nodded. "Now I didn't tell you why I made that remark. But to explain, let me tell you a tale of a people long gone. The tale of the silver-eyed warriors."

I frowned. "The what?"

"The silver eyed warriors. Their story has been lost over the ages, but here's what is known about them. These individuals were a group of people who were legendary amongst warriors many years before the kingdoms existed. They were so revered because they had powers that could purge the essence of the Grimm. In a world before Dust was widely available, this was an absolute boon to the survival of all Remnans. It's said that any person born with silver eyes was destined to become a warrior, a defender of the people. Personally, I don't think this is the case. I feel like the expectations of the people forced these individuals to fight, but who could blame them? Having the silver eyes meant you were their best chance at survival."

"Okay…" I started fidgeting in my seat. "So does that mean that I'm one of them? But if having silver eyes was so useful in the past, why don't more people have them? Wouldn't it make sense that somebody was doing everything they can to keep the silver eyes within the gene pool?"

"As far as we know, both you and your mother are silver-eyed warriors. Past that… we're not so certain." He sighed. "As for your other question, nobody really knows. All I can say is that after the invention of weaponry that took advantage of Dust, the tales of the silver-eyed warriors started just… fading away."

The Headmaster sighed as he leaned back. "I had a colleague who wondered about why they disappeared, and explored several ruins to figure out the answer of why his people started becoming irrelevant. He didn't live long enough to figure out the answer. And before I found your mother and you, I thought he was the last of them."

He clenched his hand, mouthing someone's name. I couldn't make it out. "He… he was an archaeologist initially. Before he got pulled into—" The man sighed. "Now's not the time to talk about my past. I'm not here to grieve a friend long past gone. It's his powers that I need to make you aware of. As a silver-eyed warrior, he was the ultimate destroyer of Grimm. Initially he was able to use his eyes to freeze the Grimm in place. It also destroyed the area around him, making him a giant bomb. Eventually, he figured out how to channel this power through his body in the form of electrical sparks. It's almost like he harnessed the very power of the sun to fight the Grimm."

"Now, the point of mentioning all of this is because I believe that you can use a variation of this power. This… silver eyed power that can send ripples through the Grimm and destroy them from the inside out. While I hope it isn't necessary, it will put my mind at ease if you were able to use this technique. I… have a hunch that the Cupid might not go down with the power of a Stand or Dust weaponry alone. Having one more method can increase our odds of finishing off its kind."

I nodded as I took all of this in. So I have an ability that can potentially destroy the Grimm in a single touch? Or at least I can develop it. But with the ability of the silver-eyed warriors, I can potentially make this mission a whole lot easier! We're currently spending a lot of time either trying to track down the Cupid or stopping whatever Stand is created from the Cupid's meddling. Now that I think about it, the one time we managed to find the monster, it managed to get away because we didn't really have good methods of killing it. Jaune and I didn't have a gun at the time, so we were forced to chase the monster down. That didn't work out too well. We weren't able to get the Cupid either in my team dorm room.

Without a doubt, this creature will be hard to kill even if we find it. But it wouldn't matter in the end if I had the ability to channel this ripple energy through my body. No, not even that! All I have to do is be able to use the big explosion attack, and just like that, the Cupid's gone! I let out a cheer as I sat up from my seat. "That's great! I'll do it! Headmaster, what do I have to do in order to use the power of the silver-eyed warriors?"

He glanced away. "This is where we run into some difficulties. I'm not quite too sure about the exact method. But from what my friend said, he had to come extremely close to his breaking point in order to manifest his powers. Losing his entire family and fortune in a freak house fire activated his." My cheer went away. Oh… That's… pretty severe. I don't know if I can go through that much turmoil and stay sane.

"So that means… somebody I care about has to die in order for my eyes to unlock?"

The Headmaster shook his head. "By gods, I hope not. But the only silver-eyed warriors I knew in my life were your mother and him. I don't know how your mother activated her powers, and you heard what I said about my friend's catalyst." He leaned back in his seat and let out a long sigh. "Sometimes I feel powerless as a mentor. When students come to me, they expect that their teachers have all the answers in the world. Most of the time, we do. But sometimes, we don't. And it eats at us, knowing we can't give a better answer. In a way, it creates a feeling of hopelessness within us, the thought that we didn't do enough to teach our children. This is one of those moments. I wish I had something more to give you."

I nodded my head, putting on a firm smile. "It's fine, Headmaster. If we don't know yet, then that means we just need to find it, right? I'm sure that we'll figure out something to help us take down the Cupid. It's better knowing that there is another path I can try out. It's bound to help us in our quest to retrieve the Arrow." We sat silent a couple of minutes after that. "Umm…" I started. "Is there anything else that you needed to tell me? Like if there are any Stand users we need to worry about, or…?"

"No. All I needed to tell you about is about your potential." A small smile crept up to the Headmaster's face as he took another sip of his coffee. No, wait… the aroma isn't coffee like this time around. Hmm… maybe he switches to some kind of non-caffeinated drink during the night? He continued: "Now I don't expect you to be able to gain this kind of power so quickly. Something like this needs… a lot of planning, to be sure. It would be nice if you were able to unlock your eyes' potential, but first and foremost is the mission to find the Cupid and retrieve the Arrow. It's more important we can figure out a pattern to its movements."

"Alright. I guess this means I can go now." I stood up from my seat, brushing the front of my pajamas. "One more thing before I go back and sleep for the night. Is this something I should tell my teammates? While I don't think they can help me much with this, and it doesn't have too much to deal with us looking for the Cupid, but—"

"It's best if you tell them some general details about it." Ozpin leaned forwards. "I'd rather not mention the part about my friend and all that, but it's best to give them a decent idea of what to expect. I'm sure they can help you figure out a way to find your powers. Aside from dying to unlock your powers, I hope. It would be a shame to hold a funeral for… any Huntsmen."

I nodded. "Thank you, Headmaster. Goodbye then! I'll see you… whenever we have to meet up again!"

"Goodbye then, Ms. Rose. I hope the rest of your evening will go well." I started towards the elevator. "Oh, wait a minute. I just thought of something. Nothing related to the conversation we just had. More of a passing curiosity." I turned around and looked at the Headmaster. He coughed into his hand. "Did Professor Port by any chance start the simulation that was supposed to happen today?"

"No." I shook my head. "Everybody was a little disappointed about how nothing really happened. It's a little boring waiting until class is over and just staying on campus, waiting for nothing to happen. Did something go wrong? Did Port decide to change the day of the simulation and just forgot to tell us? It's a little strange that there was no simulation today."

"Oh really? That's… interesting." I swore I saw a little smile crawl up on the Headmaster's face. "Well anyways, have a good night, Ms. Rose."

"You too, Headmaster." My mind raced as the doors to the elevator closed and started descending. Hmm… What he said about the silver-eyed powers. Although the idea of being able to destroy Grimm with my bare hands sounds awesome, it's kinda weird how he decided to bring this up now. Granted, it's better than if it was brought up later when it's already too late, but choosing now to talk about it… It's almost like he wanted me to learn how to use the powers not just for the Cupid, but for someone else. That sent a shudder down my back. What could be so scary that the silver eyes are needed?

Another chime sounded in the elevator before opening to the big empty square outside. I let out a sigh as I stepped out into the freezing cold. I should hurry up and get back to the dorms. It said on the news that it's most likely going to get colder as the night goes on.

Before I could take a step forwards, somebody yanked me up and pressed a rag against my mouth and face. What the— I started struggling, throwing my limbs everywhere in an attempt to hit the person. Am I being kidnapped? How did kidnappers get onto Beacon? With Ozpin watching the whole entire place, there's no way that he isn't noticing this right now! My eyelids started feeling droopy. Why does the rag smell so sweet… I closed my eyes as I drifted off into slumber…

⇐TO BE CONTINUED= 12/23/2017

Gwen's Bizarre Adventure - Act 2

My body shivered as I slinked across the roof. Man, it's chilly tonight. Fall is really hitting Vale hard this year. It's so, so different from the always sunny, always warm climate back home. Winter there was always a welcome break from the desert heat. But here— I suppressed a cough. Here, it's so uncomfortable. If it gets this bad here, I could only imagine the weather in Atlas. How do people live on that frozen tundra?

I let out a quiet yawn, touching every piece of equipment on my body to check if they're still there. Steel cables, hooks, pulley system… mhmm, that's everything. Simple enough to find around the school. It's nice having some experience dealing with backstage stuff here. Meanwhile my Mystique 「LADY MARMALADE」had several weights stuck to her back. Hopefully at his time of night nobody would be awake to see or hear a bunch of random floating bags filled with lead balls. It took me forever to stick every single ball to each other to stop the rattling.

But it looks like everything is going to plan so far. I repeated the plan in my head. Professor Port has a giant four-wheeler jeep parked at Beacon for some reason. I'm going to hijack his car, get it all the way to the Headmaster's Tower, set up the pulley system and the weights at the top of the tower, and finally hang the four-wheeler in front of the Headmaster's window like an ornament for a Christmas tree! I mean sure, there are easier ways to get into trouble, but I like to do it with style! This will get people talking for sure!

A sigh escaped my mouth. Oh man, I wished I didn't have to go at this alone. I wanted to have all of NDGO on this mission, but there was that simulation thing that was supposed to happen today. It's weird. Nothing happened during the day. So unless they canceled it, something's going to happen within a couple of hours. I sniffled as I wiped my nose. For once, I have to thank my weak immune system. Getting sick was a stroke of luck, which means I'm grounded from any Huntsmen activities. If my entire team have to be called out into the field or something, I'll be stuck here alone. I just hope that my body doesn't fail me while I'm climbing.

But okay… I glanced at my scroll. There should be a parking lot located behind the school's amphitheater. And that's roughly… two buildings away from me. I let out a sigh before suppressing another cough. Why is there an underground parking lot? There's nothing to drive to on this cliffside! Maybe the professor likes collecting cars. Maybe it's to fuel his ego. That guy does like to talk a lot about himself, so that wouldn't surprise me.

I stopped and smiled. Below me was the entrance to the underground garage. I'm here. With that I leaped down from my place on the roof and started towards the ramp leading underground. Whelp, this is it. I adjusted the balaclava, making sure no one can make out a single feature of my face. No backing out now. I should make this quick as well. Get the truck out, hide it, set up the pulley system, and get this plan in motion. Don't know how long I have until one of the teachers catch on to what I'm doing.

Before I knew it, the darkness took over. I pulled out a flashlight. Alright, so the four-wheeler should be around… My light illuminated a camo green car. There! I smiled as I approached it, letting out a little whistle. Wow… Pretty big truck for a small dude. Think he might be compensating for something. I cracked my fingers. But now that the target's in front of me, time for the fun part. I really hope this prank was worth all of the work reading up on car anatomy and learning how to do car modifications. I swear with all I've learned, I could be a mechanic.

「LADY MARMALADE」shot out from my body, driving her hand through the car door without any resistance. Let's see… first things first, I have to find the window regulator. Now, there should be a motor somewhere that allows the window to move up and down. My Mystique waved her arm around. Where is it… I swear it was here somewhere— She brushed against something cold, stringy, and metallic. Bingo! Found you!

I let the cord become slippery. With a single tug of the cord the window slipped down without an issue. I'm in! I leaped into the jeep before getting 「LADY MARMALADE」to close the window for me.

My head looked under the wheel. There should be a box filled with a bunch of wires— and there it is. With a flat-head screwdriver I had in my pocket, I unscrewed it, pulling it away from the steering column. Alright, now I just have to insert a paperclip into a red wire and a blue wire, stick said paperclip to them with my Stand, and boom. The dashboard turned on without any problems. Now I take a spare wire striped at both sides, connect one end to the yellow terminal.

A giggle escaped my mouth. Time for the magic. Let's see if this really works. I tapped the other end of the wire onto the paper clip. The jeep I sat in roared a second later. Yes! I silently pumped my fist. I got it! Everything looks like it's working as planned! Dashboard's on, electronic's on, engine's rumbling. I'm almost ready to take this bad boy for a spin.

But before I could do anything else, I still gotta make sure the steering wheel doesn't lock. 「LADY MARMALADE」stuck her hand through the steering column cover. Normally the key would depress the switch that would cause the steering wheel lock to be disabled. At the same time, I'd rather not destroy this guy's car by shoving a screwdriver into the socket. Good thing I have my Mystique to make sure that doesn't happen. Just press the pin that serves as the lock and stick it in place, and boom! I turned the wheel with no resistance. One hijacked car, coming right up!

I laughed as I glanced around the driver's seat. Behind me the side door opened while the blue-colored Mystique threw the weighted bags into the car. Okay, pedals are there. The left one's the brake, then the right one is for the gas. Okay, then transmission is this lever here. All you have to do is press the side button here and drag it to change. Alright, alright.

The door behind me closed, signaling that 「LADY MARMALADE」finished with her task. And with that, I shifted the car into reverse. Everything's going well so far. Nobody tried to stop me yet. The only thing I have to worry about right now are the security cameras. If they haven't noticed me now, they're definitely going to notice as I drive this out. How long it's going to take them to notice me is the million lien question here. Really, all I can hope for is a distraction that will pull everyone away from what I'm doing.

=TBC=

Retrospective: The start of the third arc and the first Stand battle of said arc was what I would best describe as rocky. Originally I intended the Feel Good Inc arc to be fairly quick, roughly three chapters long. That ballooned into four chapters, and then I split that extra chapter into two because there was so much content in it. Yeah, chapters 24 and 25 used to be one until I realized how big it got. It was a lot of extra effort needed for what was supposed to be a really short arc, and writing this definitely wore my patience.

Then there's how close this part of the story was going to be scrapped. When I first wrote this, I had a general idea of how I wanted Feel Good Inc to be defeated. Then while I was writing it, I realized that I couldn't make it work in a way that is satisfying to me. Once that solution was thrown out, that made me wonder whether this arc was actually worth writing. It took me the longest time to figure out how to go at it.

Then Breath of the Wild came out. There was an item in the game called the Korok Leaf that had this ability to create wind from swinging it. Now when I first saw the Korok Leaf, I was currently stuck on the part where Jaune was in the tree, and I had this moment of passion where I was like: "Yes! I'll use a version of the leaf to finish this arc! Why not?" It was only after I came to the confrontation between Jaune and Russel when I thought: "Did I do a good job justifying the existence of the Wind Leaf?" Like I said before, it was something that was out there, I thought it was overpowered and a cheap copout. I was thinking about putting the arc on the chopping block yet again. But then I started thinking about how to counter such a cheap ability, and it snowballed from there into a fight that I'm more proud of having.

Feel Good Inc was an engaging fight to write once I got to the actual fighting. No doubt about it. The back-and-forth between Jaune and Russel turned what I initially thought was a curb stomp into an intense battle of wits that took everything just to eek out a victory. Looking back on it during editing, throwaway jokes such as tiara lockpick and the book fort became so much funnier. Writing this arc was rocky, no doubt about it. But I have to say, I'm proud of what I ended up with at the end.

So let's actually talk about the inspiration for Feel Good Inc. This was one of those Stands that I've always wanted to have in the story. Like I said before, I based this battle on the chaotic church scene in Kingsman: The Secret Service. There's something about the world going mad around the main characters that really appealed to me. And the scene where Russel was sitting on top of the statue above everyone else inspired the name of Feel Good Inc. This was one of those hard but worth it fights, and I'm glad I decided to have this open up the third arc of my story.

Well then. Two chapters from now it'll be the first anniversary of RWBY BA. Man, time really flies. And ooh, this new arc is going to be interesting, indeed. Here are the reviews!

Guest: The side story, I'm assuming? Well, I don't know about you, but I'm getting Mission Impossible vibes. Ah, what'll it take to make a boat-ton of money.

rabidhandsquirrl: Thanks, rabidhandsquirrl! I guess now you know why there's a car. Just in time for the Christmas season, I now realize. Getting better with this timing thing, that's for sure.

TheSetupMage: I know I already gave you a bit of advice in PMs about this, and I feel like it doesn't need to be stated again. But if anyone wants some help with figuring out FF . net's publishing system, I don't mind getting PMs. It was confusing when I first posted my story last year, and I'm totally cool if someone wants help with that.

Ruby's Knight: I can't repeat this enough: thank you for betaing for me. I appreciate the feedback. As for all of your comments: I'm surprised myself with how skin care is taken so seriously. Then again, when prices are actually that big for skin products (I've looked) I can see why. But there's such a wholesome feel to that scene.

To actually answer your question, for sure Ruby and Jaune concluded that these guys are a prime suspect. That's who appears in the news, that's the big bad RWBY had to deal with. It wouldn't be surprising for them to think about the White Fang first.

mastergamer14: Ooh, Stand descriptions. I know I've said before that I already know every single Stand ability I want for my story, but I think it's worth thinking through these.

Dark Side of the Moon by Pink Floyd, right? Good song/album. Funny thing, the abbreviated name Dark Moon is an old 1950s song. Relaxing and chill. The power of 'reducing everything to zero' is definitely a late game boss ability. So many people are going to get donuted by that. Combine that with the power of 'removing your presence' and it is a scary Stand to face off against.

As for Burning Man, it seems like an interesting ability. Instead of working on a Super Gauge like in fighting games, Yang fights on a combo system, if the combo system boosts her strength. Has a hint of Neon with the 'never miss a beat' attitude. I can imagine Yang doing a controlled version of the Maniac dance as she backs off in order to keep the rhythm going.

By the way, I should make this clear. Me thinking through these Stand descriptions do not mean that I'll use them. I love all of the creativity that all of you guys have, and reading through these is fun for me. But at the end of the day, I've made my decisions on what I'll use. Still, it's amazing how abstract you guys can make these powers.

doa570047: Thank you doa570047! I know I didn't specifically mention what happened immediately after the party, but yes. They did have a stomachache afterwards. Personally, the amends between Jaune and Russel makes sense when Russel had his own Stand take over.

Now that's the best way to describe Ironwood. A good-meaning tyrant. Someone who believes in pure values, but acts underhandedly to achieve them. What he will do next is my secret, though. Like always, it's part of the mystery.

But talking about the events of a volume... I think I've only did that once on this fic, and in terms of volume 4 as well. I've always considered RWBY to be a fighting series, and with the emphasis on weapons (It's also a gun,) it's easy to see why people would consider it that. However, I'm not really upset with the lack of fights. Yeah, I would prefer this season to have more, but I appreciate the bits of characterization that RT gives the characters. They're focusing on what they're good at, and that should be commended. As for fighting, while there are fewer, the ones that did appear were more immersive. Baby steps.

And honestly, RT was always about the long haul. RvB had great story and lore, but they had to build it off of the foundation of a comedy series that didn't care about continuity. And going through the first few seasons of RvB was frustrating for me. I see RWBY like that as well. No matter what mistakes RT makes, I can appreciate them making the efforts to create the best show they can. And if we get something gold from that, well then that'll be wonderful.

Anyways, that's all for today. I'll see you guys in the next chapter!

Next Chapter Update: December 22, 2017