Hi.

I revived a story.

Yay.

Anyhow.

POV: Death

Few Hours Before...

"You guys are going to Beacon!?" Basically Taiyang and Yang.

"Um... Yeah." Ruby weakly said.

"Yes." I said.

"How did Ozpin get you to apply?" Summer asked.

"Uh... He suggested it?" I lied, clearly uncomfortable at his tactics.

'Is this Karma? No, he's the one with weird hair.' I thought.

"Sure..." Summer drawled.

Now...

"I didn't know you would be going with us." I noted.

Summer gave me a smile, before saying. "Ozpin called me and I want to atleast see my daughters on their first time in Beacon."

"You can just be a teacher like me..." I suggested.

"Nah, I can trust you."

"..."

My thoughts drifted towards the times I tried to teach Exterreri lessons I was thought by my mentor. After a failed experiment I said.

"You did a good job, Extererri. Just...be more subtle."

"Sorry, Mors."

Meanwhile Somnum was laughing with Vita.

"Of course! You can trust me!" I said, giving her false assurance.

I'm going to regret this already.

"Good. I hope you notify me in case my daughters are having any troubles, okay?"

"Okay."

The ride was awfully slow, they were in an entirely different ship than Ruby and Yang. The thing that caught my eye was a broadcast on a Faunus Civil Rights Protest being disrupted by the White Fang. I was curious, why would a group composed of entirely Faunus disrupt a Protest composed of mostly Faunus?

That confused me so much.

After Glynda appeared and gave us a nice little speech for the students.

I wonder if Ozpin was addicted to the Cocoa I offered him the first time I met him. Maybe that's why he keeps bringing that mug around!

Maybe.

After reaching Beacon. I admired the Academy's vague resemblance of a certain castle. Also, Summer had to lead me towards the Ozpin's office. It seems the headmaster wants us to wait there.

I internally sigh. I know how long speeches are, the most notable was when the King of Vale gave his last debut after signing the peace treaty.

Atleast I can enjoy that speech.

After waiting for a while, the elevator doors opened, revealing Ozpin. Summer stood up, I did shortly after.

"Ozpin." I greeted.

"Barren." He replied.

"Now I did not ask you before, Summer. But what is your perspective in your rescue?" He asked as he sat down in his chair. We also did that in our own chairs.

Summer lied about her encounter with Mors and her coma. Instead, replacing it with the cover story.

Ozpin hummed a bit, I had noticed he was listening the story as if he heard it too many times and knows it's a lie.

"Now, be truthful to me. WHAT did happen? Considering there is no records of Barren here and the fact it took you 10 years to come back. Why is that so?" Ozpin spoke with a knowing tone.

Summer uncomfortably shifted in her seat. I sat there, before asking. "Are we that bad at lying?"

"I don't know if you can believe me." Summer muttered.

"We had that talk about 'impossible to believe' things. So tell me, why won't I believe this one?" Ozpin mused.

"Okay..." Summer started.

And so began the long talk on how we actually met. Ozpin had a poker face all throughout the story.

"So... Mors here, had put you in a coma due to a side effect of his healing. And that coma took ten years until you got out of it?" Ozpin said.

"Yes." Summer said.

"And you are the same person I met at the City?" Directing the question at me.

"Yes." I repeated.

He smiled. "I forgot to thank you for the cocoa."

I let out a snort. "I always wondered where that mug went."

And soon we were talking like friends away for too long.

"You say you wanted to help me. Considering you are a god, why can't you just kill Salem?"

"Due to the Brother Gods leaving this world, my form you are seeing right now is strong enough to best Salem, but isn't powerful enough to cast my powers. And if I rid myself of this form, I might weaken myself even more. So I'm stuck wondering where she is." I explained.

"That is quite troublesome, but I do not know where she is either. You can help with something else, though." Ozpin said, leading me and Summer to a vault under the academy.

"What is this place?" I asked.

"This is the Vault. Used for protecting the relics you gave us and a special someone." Summer answered.

Then we came across the special someone. She was in a pod, her magic felt familiar and she is slowly dying.

"She feels familiar..." I muttered, putting my hand over the glass containing the woman in a coma.

"This is Amber, one of the four maidens. Half her power was stolen by Salem's lackeys." Ozpin said.

"Ah yes, maidens. Your attempt at turning the tide. Such a shame that attempt fell apart. They are vulnerable in any way possible." I recalled.

"So...you want me to heal her? There is no telling she will recover from her comatose state, at best it might reduce the time. At worst however, it might stack." I continued.

"I'll take my chances." Ozpin said.

"Wait, are you saying it might take even longer!?" Summer exclaimed.

"Yes, but however she will be healed and there won't be a problem of her dying in her sleep." I explained as my hand glows a faint yellow.

I stretched my opened hand towards Amber. Then streaks of the glow went towards Amber, amplifying her Aura to show the foreign magic it wasn't a threat. Few moments later, she glowed orange faintly. To be honest, she looked much better

There was one problem however.

"AHHHH, MORS YOU HAVE A GRIMM ON YOUR HAND!" Summer exclaimed, pulling out her sniper-spear. Ozpin saw it too, drawing his cane.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Calm down." I sputtered, I am NOT going to get my hand get chopped off!

After dispelling the darkling, I said. "Ozpin, Amber is healed. However you might have to wait a bit. It's hard to discern how long it's going to take after healing, so next week I'll run a checkup on her."

Ozpin smiled and nodded. "Thank you Mors, you done a great deed."

I scoffed. "You people keep saying that!"

And there's that.

Easy. There won't be that much intense combat. I mean there will be, but not too many. Since he can beat Salem.

Anyways, bai.