Sunlight flooded in through the window, letting the students know it was time to get ready for the day. Olivia was already up and dressed in her uniform, which consisted of a dark brown jacket with gold trim over a white shirt, plaid skirt and knee-high socks. She began getting her plans ready on her scroll, going over her schedule and checking what classes she would attend. Xanthia yawned, raising her hands over her head to stretch, letting out a soft moan.

"Mornin' sweety," Olivia said.

"Morning," Xanthia said through another yawn, "what time is it?"

"Seven 0'clock I wanted ta get a head start on the day." The squirrel faunus let out a groan and reburied herself under the covers. Olivia shook her head and walked over. "Come on ya wouldn' wanna miss breakfast would ya?" Xanthia slowly pulled down the covers only exposing her squirrel ears.

"Say what now?"

Olivia leaned closer and began to whisper in an almost seductive tone. "All those waffles covered in butter and syrup. Those tasty blueberry and chocolate chip muffins, that buttery toast, jus waitin' to be eaten."

Xanthia pulled the blankets all the way down, revealing her wide eyes and cheerful grin. "You had me at waffles." She tried to run out the door when Olivia grabbed the back of her shirt, holding her back.

"No no young lady, uniform on first," Olivia said, "Then ta the nurse so we can check yer bandages."

"Aw man," Xanthia pouted, "how dare you tempt me with waffles." She giggled as she grabbed her uniform and headed to the bathroom. Olivia chuckled then looked over to the two boys, who were still sound asleep.

"Boys it's time ta get up," she said raising her voice a bit. Both of them just stirred a bit. She huffed, walked over and yanked the covers off them. Inigo immediately shot up and tried to grab the blanket but missed and fell to the ground where he stayed.

"Livia, it's too early to be awake... Isn't it?" He weakly reached up and grabbed his scroll, checking the time. "Yeah, it's way too early."

"Bianca, I told you to stop that," Nero groaned as he sat up on the edge of the bed, holding his head in his hands for a moment before getting up. As Olivia dragged Inigo to his feet, Nero headed straight for the bathroom. The instant he opened the door a startled shriek came from the squirrel faunus inside.

"Nero!"

He slammed the door shut, standing there for a moment in shock as the other two looked at the accidental pervert.

"I think Xanthia is in there," Inigo said, grabbing his uniform. Nero glared at him, walking back to his bed and sitting down.

"I didn't need to see that," he muttered.

"This is why you don't wake guys up early," Inigo said. Olivia shook her head as she looked down at her scroll.

"Well I wanted to get all of ya on the same page," she said, "Wot's yer first class?"

"Same as yours probably," he said glancing at his scroll, "uh... Princess Peach." He stopped and took a second look at the name. "Sorry, it's Professor Peach. I need coffee." Olivia chuckled, looking over the rest of her schedule.

"Wot about the rest?"

"Uh, After Peach for field medicine it's MacLeod for history, Morgan for Grimm studies, and Glynda for combat."

"Hmm, same here. I guess they give teams all the same classes. Nero yer classes the same as well?"

"Yes," he said with his head back in his hands.

"Ya didn' even look."

"Don't need to. You said teams have the same schedule."

Olivia glared at him, about to respond when Xanthia walked out in her uniform, red faced and tugging at her skirt.

"The skirt is so short," she fretted.

"Ya look cute," Olivia said, blushing a bit, "I mean ya look fine. Uh, let's go get breakfast." She didn't even wait for a response before speed walking out the door. The boys exchanged a questioning glance before Inigo walked into the bathroom. Xanthia shrugged and followed Olivia out, catching up with her friend as fast as she could. Seeing that he was alone, at least for the moment, Nero pulled out his scroll and saw that he had gotten a message from Bianca.

—Sorry for being such a bitch the other day— 1212-SNOANGEL

—It's fine but what's been going on lately?— 2187-LAMUERTE

He put the scroll down and began to change into his uniform. The jacket was dark brown with gold trim over a white dress shirt, blue vest and pants that matched the jacket. Nero opted to leave the red tie off and coat unbuttoned. Bianca consumed his thoughts as he made his way down to the mess hall. It was a bit strange seeing her act so unusual, making him worry about her in a way he hadn't before. Normally, because of their shared training, she was calm under stressful situations, but lately, she had been letting things get to her. His thoughts were interrupted when his scroll went off again.

—A shit-ton we're been attacked twice now and Doña Sable has been on my ass way more than she needs to—

—Who's behind the attacks?—

—I don't fucking know and it's pissing me off—

—I wish you were here... I really miss you—

He stared at the screen for a moment concerned.

—I know, but you know why I can't leave—

—Yeah yeah, the wizard of Oz has you by the balls—

—That's one way to put it—

—Can you just call me every now and then... I want to hear your voice—

—Alright.—

—So do you have anything on whoever attacked you?—

—Other than scorch marks fucking everywhere no—

—How many people do we know with fire abilities?—

—Not a lot, there's Cole but I heard something happened to him, then there's his brother Ash, and their sister Ember. What about that Cinder chick? Think she has fire powers too—

—Cole's dead I killed him yesterday—

—What?! How?—

—He attacked me during initiation—

—Cole got into the school? Are you sure it was him?—

—Yes, I've got his ax—

—How'd that moron get in? He's blown himself up more than once!—

—No idea but they have to be working for someone—

—Maybe you're right, I'll keep looking, see if I can find out anything, and you do your homework of something—

Nero typed out the message -Ok just be careful I don't want anything to happen to you-. His thumb hovered over the send button, but instead hit the delete button, erasing the text and sent a different one.

—Ok, let me know if you do—

—Remember to call me sometime ok—

—Yeah yeah, I'll remember—

Nero chuckled as he put the scroll in his pocket, making his way to the mess hall. The second he walked in Xanthia squeaked, happily waving. He looked over and saw the rest of his team sitting down at one of the tables. The moment he took his seat Olivia gave him a disapproving look.

"What," he asked.

"What took you so long huh," Inigo asked, taking a sip of his coffee, "And how'd I get here before you?"

"I was taking care of some business," Nero said.

"Takin' care of business," Xanthia sang, "Every day!" The team chuckled, then Olivia returned to eyeing Nero, crossing her arms.

"What," he asked again, this time a bit more annoyed.

"Go get somethin' ta eat," she demanded. Nero raised his eyebrow, then sighed and got up to go get his food. Olivia muttered something in Gaelic as she returned to her meal. A momentary silence fell over the table before Inigo spoke up.

"You know you're not his mother right," he asked. She froze and looked over at him, a bit surprised.

"Wot?"

"He's big boy Olivia, he doesn't need to be told to eat."

"She did the same thing yesterday too," Xanthia said with a mouth full of waffles.

"Sweety don't talk with yer mouth full." The young faunus blushed then swallowed the bite, apologizing. Inigo sighed and rolled his eyes a bit. Olivia turned back to him to see a look of amusement on his face. "...Wot?"

"We're you teammates Merida, not your children," he said with a chuckle. She looked at him confused by the nickname but understood what he was saying.

"I know that," she admitted, blushing a bit, "but I think breakfast and good manners are important."

"They are but we don't need to be told to do them is all I'm saying," he chuckled.

She paused for a moment trying to think of a way to explain her actions. "Sorry, I'm just use ta havin' ta take care of whoevar I'm livin' with," she said, her face still a bit red.

"Ah, let me guess you're the oldest of the bunch," Inigo said. She put her fork down, placing her hands in her lap. Her happy expression had changed to a more somber one. He immediately took notice. "You alright? I didn't touch a nerve or anything did I?"

"Nah," she said, shaking her head, "It's just that I grew up with four brothers, two older and two younger. When my parents... got separated my dad took the two oldest, me and my two younger siblings went with my mother." She took a pause just as Nero came back and sat down with a half eaten muffin in hand. He looked at Olivia, noticing her less than happy demeanor.

"Not interrupting anything am I," he asked.

"I was just talkin' 'bout my family," Olivia responded.

"Don't let me stop you then," he said. She hesitated, uncomfortable with sharing her personal story now that he had returned. However, she knew they would have to get to know each other eventually and felt it was probably better to get things out sooner rather than later.

"Anyway, after that my mother went kinda nuts. She started pushing me ta become an athlete and basically ignored my little brothers. If she evar did pay attention ta them it was ta yell... or ta hit 'em." The team sat there for a moment until Xanthia leaned over and wrapped her arms around her.

"I'm sorry," she said, "My mommy was mean too." Olivia smiled, finding it cute that she was trying to cheer her up and began to pet her.

"I mean, we did end up goin' ta counseling for it," she said, "plus it led ta me discoverin' my Semblance."

"I'd say you turned out pretty good considering," Inigo said.

"Thanks you two," she said, putting her arms around them. Nero scoffed to himself as he looked away from the display of affection. Olivia noticed but decided to not let it ruin the moment the rest of the team was having.

"Alright alright I think that's enough affection for me," Inigo chuckled, moving out from under her arm. Xanthia began to giggle until let out a sharp gasp feeling her scroll vibrate in her pocket. Her eyes went wide when she pulled it out and saw who it was.

"I'll be right back," she stammered, "I have to uh... go iron... my... cat." The young faunus got up quickly, practically sprinting out of the mess hall. Everyone watched her go with a look of severe confusion.

"Ironing the cat isn't girl code for anything is it," Inigo asked cautiously.

"None that I'm aware of," Olivia said, still staring out the doorway.

Nero narrowed his eyes in suspicion, finding her actions strange, even for her. 'I'm probably being paranoid,' he thought to himself, 'not exactly much odder than what she normally says.'

"Well wotever it is, it's her private business," Olivia said as she stood with her empty plate. "I'm gonna head back ta the dorm and finish unpackin'. You two should probably do the same at some point."

"I'm already unpacked," Inigo said, finishing his coffee, "guys don't usually have a ton to put away, we're kinda simple like that."

"Then stay here and wait fer Xanthia," she said, walking off. Nero rolled his eyes, getting up once she was out of sight.

"Hey where you going," Inigo asked.

"To see if there's a range," he said, without looking back. Inigo's ears perked up a bit. He too wanted to find the schools range, not only to tune his own weapon but also to see what his teammates could do. Especially Nero. He chuckled as he watched him go, shaking his head in slight disapproval for disobeying Olivia's orders. After a few minutes of waiting, Xanthia walked back in wiping her eyes and trying to hide her noticeably red cheeks.

"Hey Inigo, where Nero and Olivia," she asked, her voice a bit shaky.

"They're back at the dorm," he said, "are you ok?"

"Y-yeah I just uh... got in a fight with my um, sister," she said, avoiding eye contact and fidgeting with her fingers.

"Aw I'm sorry." He hugged her and gently patted her head. "I'm sure you two'll work it out, you are family after all." Xanthia nodded and tightened the hug.

"We usually don't fight that long anyway."

"That's good. Well, you wanna head back to the dorm? Gotta get ready for class soon." She nodded, blushing heavily when he put his arm around her. Once they had arrived at the dorm they saw Olivia standing in the middle of the room with a perplexed look on her face.

"Whatchya doing," Xanthia asked, startling her.

"Don't sneak up on me like that," she said. "I was just trying to see if there was any way to use our space better. The beds take up quite a bit." She turned to look at them and noticed Inigo's arm around her making her tense up.

"W-what if two of us slept on the ceiling?" The young faunus tried putting a bit more cheerfulness is her voice. "Then we wouldn't need two of the beds."

"I volunteer," Inigo said, raising his hand. Their leader chuckled as she turned back towards the beds.

"That would be nice," she mused. "What about stackin' the beds?" Xanthia's ears immediately perked up accompanied by a large grin on her face.

"Like bunk beds!" She threw up her arms in excitement, causing Inigo to back up to avoid getting hit. "I love bunk beds. My sister and I use to have them all the time when we were living on our own."

"Bunk bed it is then," Olivia chuckled, putting her arm around her. "So ya wanna be on top or bottom?" Inigo shook his head trying to get the lesser thoughts out of his head.

"Oh bottom definitely," she said without hesitating, "If I'm on top I'll end up falling off a bunch."

"Well we wouldn't want that now would we. Inigo, help me with the bed." He was a bit startled by the sudden acknowledgment of him but followed her over to one of the beds. "Let's put 'em against the wall." Inigo nodded as they pushed one of the beds against the wall, then grabbed the other and hoisted it up, balancing it on the top of the other bed's legs.

"Damn, those things are heavy," Inigo said, sitting down on the bed. Olivia smirked as she shook her head, moving to the other side of the room.

"Fine ya big jessie," she joked, "Xanthia think you can help me lift?" The young faunus shrugged, walking over to the other side of the bed. The girls lifted the bed with ease, putting in on top of the bed next to it.

"Wow Xanthia, you're pretty strong," Inigo commented.

"Th-thanks," she said, blushing a bit. Olivia pulled out her scroll to check the time.

"Alright ya two let's get ta class," she said, grabbing her bag. "Don't wanna be late on our first day."

"Um shouldn't we wait for Nero," Xanthia asked. Olivia sighed, hoping that they wouldn't have noticed his absence. She knew it wouldn't be very leader like to leave a teammate behind.

"I suppose we do have a minute ta spare," she said begrudgingly. They sat down on the beds and began to wait with Olivia tapping her foot impatiently. After about ten minutes She pulled out her scroll and tapped his number, giving him a call.

"What," he asked once he picked up.

"Where are ya you bampot? We have ta be in class in 15 minutes!"

"I'm already here waiting for you."

Olivia hung up with a huff, grabbing her bag. "Come on, he's already in class." She walked out of the room before the other two could give a response. They followed her without hesitating.

Once they arrived in the room they took their seats with Inigo and Xanthia sitting in between Olivia and Nero. The room was a bit larger than other classrooms. Rectangular tables with cabinets underneath and sinks at the end stood in rows, extending all the way to the back of the room. On one side the wall was covered in a translucent screen, and the opposite wall was lined with a long row of computers. The front of the room held a simple chalk board, small wooden desk and a single door with a small window.

"Nero, if yer gonna go ta class ya could at least tell us," Olivia said, taking out the class textbook, thumbing through it.

"I thought you'd already be here," he muttered.

"So, when ya got here an' saw that we weren't here ya just thought you'd take a nap?" She leaned forward, around the other two to get a better look at him.

"Yep, I assumed the same girl who woke us up two hours early, wasn't going to be late to her first class."

"It's not smart ta assume ya arse," she said, closing the book. The team sat in an awkward silence as other students trickled into the room, slowly filling it. After a while Olivia pulled out her scroll to check the time, 9:13. Class was supposed to begin at nine o'clock.

Suddenly a muffled boom and a flash of light came from the door at the front, startling some of them, followed by a woman running through the door and slamming it behind her and holding it shut. She was dressed in clothes that gave her the appearance of a mad scientist. Her long coat had buttons on the shoulder and down the side with her left sleeve ripped off. The black elbow gloves she wore, as well as the bottom of her coat, were very dirty, covered in various paints. The class was completely silent as they stared at her in confusion.

"Um, Miss?" Olivia finally asked. Two lynx ears on top of her head shot up. She slowly turned around to look at the class. The welding goggles she wore along with the rest of her face were covered in a thin layer of soot. The woman chuckled and moved the goggles to her forehead.

"Hello class, I am Professor Primmrose Peach," she stated, beginning the class like nothing had happened, "and this is How Not to Die on the Battlefield 101... or as Ozzy wants to call it, Field Medicine." Xanthia's hand shot up immediately. "Yes, miss uh..." She reached into her pocket to grab her scroll, only to find it empty. Peach turned and peeked back through the window in the door, seeing her scroll on the ground under a thick cloud of smoke slowly being ventilated out. She sighed and turned back to the class. "Ok since my scroll with all your names is in the incredibly toxic room behind me, today if you have a question, state your name then question."

"My name's Xanthia what happened to your face?"

"Oh just a harmless explosion," she said then muttered, "with some toxic results." She sat down cross-legged on her desk, putting her hands in her lap. "Anything else?" Xanthia's hand shot up again.

"Are we going to be blowing things up today?"

"Nope and since all the stuff I had planned to today is probably on fire—" An explosion came from the room behind her— "is definitely on fire we are just going to watch some cute cat videos I found."

A couple of the students let out soft groans while others, like Inigo, simply pulled out their scrolls. Xanthia along with most of the class turned their seats towards the large screen on the right wall. While Olivia wasn't opposed to watching cat videos instead of classwork, she did find it strange that the teacher was seeming unprepared for anything that day. Nero rolled his eyes and put his feet up on the table, leaning back and resuming his nap.

When the class had finally concluded the students began to pack up and leave.

"Oh wait, hold on a second class," Peach said, nearly falling off the desk as she stood. "Tomorrow we will be doing actual school work so be sure to bring a number 2 pencil, an apple, and frosting of your choice." The students looked at her in confusion but gave various forms of acknowledgment. "Oh, and I need to see team uh..." She took off one of her gloves and looked at her hand. "Team XINO." She looked again, tilting her head. "Sorry, Team ONIX."

Olivia looked up a bit worried, after yesterday she had hoped that they were done talking about Nero and the initiation incident. Reluctantly the team walked up.

"Is there somethin' wrong Professor?"

"Nope just wanted to see how my favorite squirrel girl was doing," she said, "Your bandages doing ok?" Xanthia nodded, lifting her shirt and showing the bandage. The gauze that had been wrapped around her stomach had been replaced with a small square held on with some medical tape. "Good." Peach smiled and reached into her desk, pulling out a small lollipop and handing it to her. The squirrel faunus took it happily.

"So you just needed her," Nero said.

"Well I did want to meet the one did that awful job mending her wound up," Peach said. Nero kept the same stoic look on his face but on the inside was more than irritated. Having spent most of his training learning how to kill rather than save, his medical skill certainly lacked.

"Did what I could with what I had," he replied.

"She is alive, so it was successful," she said. "Anyway that's all I needed, I'll see you guys tomorrow." Nero shook his head as he walked away while the other three gave a small wave. "And remember, pencil, apple, shaving cream."

"I thought it was frosting," Olivia said.

"Right frosting," Peach said, "Definitely not shaving cream."

Olivia chuckled, joining her team in the hall. They walked in silence for a bit as each of them, except Nero, tried to come up with something to talk about. Having had no real bonding time the didn't know much about each other yet, at least nothing too personal.

"Was it just me or was she a doubloons short of a treasure," Inigo finally said. The girls looked over at him as Nero muttered something under his breath.

"I didn't wanna say anythin' but she was a wee bit odd," Olivia said.

"I liked her," Xanthia added, unwrapping the lollipop.

"Hmm, I wonder why," Inigo joked, eyeing the candy. She noticed and immediately shoved it in her mouth, wrapper included, eyeing him.

"Mine," she managed to say through her smile. He chuckled as she took it back out and finished unwrapping it.

"Relax I wouldn't take you candy," he said, patting her shoulder. "I'd watch out for Nero though, he's pretty shifty." Nero glanced over at the mention of his name uttering a simple "Huh?". Inigo waved him off as they returned to their silent walk through the halls. They made their way outside to get to the building their class was in. Walking near the edge of the grounds Nero began to glance around letting his mind wander. He looked over at the treeline, thinking back to the moment Xanthia got shot. It was a moment he didn't like thinking about, someone so innocent almost getting killed because of him wasn't something that sat right with him. Especially after what happened to her father. His thoughts were interrupted when he noticed the unmistakable gleam of a scope coming from one of the trees. However before he could say anything it disappeared, followed by a figure running away. Although they were at a great distance he could just barely make out the distinct symbol of a red wolf's head over three claw marks.