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Song: Home- Santaolalla

Vale

Colt

I looked down the road at the wall that surrounded Vale, the building that ran above it lighting the night sky. I set my gaze around the forest around me, savoring my last moments away from civilization. Nature, I had learned, was both sides of the coin: Beautiful and serene, frightening and deadly. I patted Midnight on the pack as he stepped down the dirt road, Summit next to us.

"Colt, what do you think of Vale?" Ruby asked next to me.

"It's quite the sight." I told her, "But I'd prefer the sunrise over the mountains any day."

Ruby's face fell, I guessed she'd hoped I'd be impressed, so I added, "But, it is quite the beacon of safety and warm welcome after being in the Wilds."

She cracked a smile, and we continued onward towards the wall.

We had dropped the horses off at the ranch, which was just outside the wall, hopefully to be avoided by the Grimm.

York, who was a few yards ahead of us, looked back and spoke to me. "Hey, Colt. Can I talk to you?"

I nodded, and we stopped, letting the rest of the group move on. I stepped up to the man, currently out of his armor, which hung in a backpack.

"You're pretty good with machinery, right?" He asked as we continued.

I nodded, and he pressed on.

"I've been working on a project, and I need some help. I'm not from around here, and I don't have a good understanding of Dust and a shifter-module for weapons."

"What do you need?" I asked. "A shifter module could be purchased and I'm sure Ruby would-"

"It's a secret project. If you're in, you'll be the third." He told him. "And I can't buy a shifter module this size, it's…"

"How big we talking?"

"Very."

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Rouge's Vibe, one hour later

York

York's first shift back was hell. So many people were there, it was Friday night, two fights had already gone down in the first hour, both broken up by Rowan.

Half the drinks York was mixing were for himself, and he had to work a triple shift for the next three days to make up for his absence. To make it worse, Junior wasn't there that night, leaving York all to himself to man a bar by himself on a Friday night.

York's Scroll buzzed in his pocket, and the barman reached back to grab it, a new text from Maine showing up on the screen.

You seen the new kid?

No, York typed back, why?

He's not at your house, thought he could be at the club.

York slipped the Scroll back into his pocket, wondering where the teen could be.

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Song: Far Away- Jose Gonzalez

Streets of Vale

Colt

I walked down a main street in the residential district, glad to be away from the lights, noise, and smells of the commercial and industrial districts. My hands were in my pockets, head down as I thought.

"Colt?" I heard the last voice I expected to hear ask. I turned, and looked up, not really too far.

"Ruby, what are you doing here?"

She pointed at my face. "Why are you wearing sunglasses?"

"The city lights, they seem really bright right now. It's my body trying to grow used to city life, after years of being in the Wilds." I told her. "Now, why are you following me?"

"Ozpin wants to talk to you." She said.

I whipped the sunglasses off. "The headmaster? Why does he want to meet me?"

She sighed. "He overheard me talking to the rest of my team about you. He seemed really interested, and told me to bring you to him after school."

"You told your friends about me?" I asked.

"Was I not supposed to?" She sent back, actually worried if she'd let something slip.

I grinned. "No, its fine. Just didn't expect it." I told her. "I guess we're going to Beacon?"

She shook her head. "I called him and asked, he's meeting you in the West Park pavilion."

I looked to where the park sat, a few miles to the northwest. "Why is he meeting me there?"

"He's a mysterious guy, sometimes." She said. "Is it okay if I walk with you over there?"

I smiled. "I'd be honored." I stated, offering my arm. The girl blushed, but wrapped her hand around it none-the-less.

The walk down to West Park was uneventful, seemingly short. Ruby released my arm as I entered the arched gate, currently open. "This is as far as I go. I won't pry on your conversation."

I nodded, looking to the pavilion, where a figure stood in the shadows, his profile facing me as he looked out. I walked towards the man, my trench coat flapping behind me, sometimes colliding with my swinging arms and double-scabbard.

As soon as I stepped onto the wooden floor of the pavilion, with vines crawling up the posts, the figure spoke.

"Greetings, Mr. Silver." He said, not facing me just continuing to look out.

"Headmaster Ozpin, I presume?" I asked, and finally, the man turned, a silver cane planting itself onto the wood.

"You would be correct." The man, whose grey hair seemed a bit strange to me. Shaded spectacles hung just below his eyes.

"So, why did you have Ruby bring me here?" I asked, leaning against a nearby post and folding my arms.

"You've been praised highly by Ms. Rose, Mr. Silver, and a few of the Freelancers have confirmed a few facts about you. Surviving the Wilds for the amount of time you did, all alone? That takes true skill, more than most could learn from scratch." Ozpin told me. "I believe that you have a spot on a team in Beacon, their leader was mortally wounded and is currently in a coma in his own home, unlikely to ever return, and I believe you could learn to do great things."

"Never really played well with others." I growled. "You can give that position to some other kid that needs it, I don't have any files on me. No Birth Certificate, no résumé, no transcripts."

"You'll find that you are not the only student we have allowed into Beacon with false transcripts." The man said.

"I'm not going, headmaster. I'm not interested."

The headmaster's eyebrows rose, "Not interested in joining one of the most revered academies in all of Remnant?"

I shook my head. "Nope, not going." I told him.

He sighed. "I hope you'll reconsider, Mr. Silver. Should you change your mind, come to Beacon anytime, I'm sure someone will take you to my office."

I nodded, then pushed myself of the post, walking off the opposite side. "Don't wait up for me."

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Ozpin looked at the retreating back of Colt Silver, head tilted.

"So, did he take the offer?" He heard Ruby Rose ask from behind him, eager to hear of his success in bringing the boy to the fold.

"No." He told her, amazed.

"What?" She cried. "'No'? What happened?"

"He refused. That's the first time in ten years that someone has refused to go to my school on our first meeting." He told her.

"What are you going to do?" Ruby asked.

"See if you can convince him, Ms. Rose. He'll find I'm a persistent person." Ozpin turned and looked to Ruby, then back at where Colt had stood. "And I always get what I want."

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273 Ironrose, two days later.

York

Colt had been missing for the past few days. All York had heard from the Wildsman was a few texts from the teen saying he was fine and had some business to take care of. York left it alone. He knew the kid could handle himself, and he wasn't the boy's father.

Now, he was packing for a trip to Atlas, invited by Winter to come and see her while she was free. York had instantly accepted, and would be leaving on the bullhead to Atlas that night. It was currently a few minutes past noon.

There was a knock at the warehouse door, which then opened to reveal a blonde brawler. "York? You in here?" Yang Xiao-Long called.

"Come on in, Yang." York called down, zipping up a suitcase and stepping down the stairs from the Loft. "What you up to?"

"I've got a problem." She told him. "It's Ruby. Our dad never told her about… well 'the birds and the bees' and, the way she talks about this Colt guy, it has me worried. I can't tell her, it'll be all awkward and stuff."

"Yang, are you asking me to do it?" He asked, eyebrow raised.

She nodded nervously. "It'd be a huge favor, and she trusts you."

York sighed. "I think I can do that. Anything to help that little girl get along another step in life."

Yang's face melted into relief. "Oh, thank you, York! I've got her waiting just outside!"

"Wait, right now?" York protested. "I don't think I'm ready now, these things take time to prepare!"

"Nope, we're doing this in one go!" Yang told her. "You go over all the awkward science and stuff, I'll make sure she doesn't run away."

York sighed, rubbing his temples as Yang went to fetch Ruby. "This is going to take a while, and I already feel like I'm going to be sick."

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Ruby walked into the RWBY dorm room, a look of disgust and pale horror plaster on her face. Blake and Weiss looked at their leader, worry on their faces.

"What happened, Ruby?" Weiss asked.

"York just told me about making babies. It was gross, I need some cookies and a nap." Ruby managed to get out with a shudder, then walked over to her bed and picked her headphones up out of the crack in between the bed and her wall, along with a plastic bag filled with cookies. Weiss and Blake could hear the rock music blaring from their places in the dorm, and Ruby ate her cookies solemnly.

The reaper's eyes widened and she shouted, "All of Yang's sayings make so much sense now! Oh bleh!"

Blake chuckled as Weiss rolled her eyes. The young red-cloaked girl had just been exposed to the monstrosity that was Yang.

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Song: Relay- Trocadero

Three days later

Ruby

My scroll rang in my pocket after the last bell rang, signaling the start to the weekend. I had just left class, and I pulled it out of my pocket. "Hello?"

"Hey, Ruby, it's Colt." The voice told me, voice seeming a bit… off.

I shrugged off the notice and spoke. "Oh, hey Colt. What's up?"

His voice grew even worse, and I realized he was nervous. "Well, Ruby I was calling to ask if you'd… if you'd… aw, hell, I suck at this."

"What is it, Colt?"

The teen cleared his throat and took a deep breath. "I was wondering if I could take you to the pier tonight. I heard they've got a sweet deal going for wristbands, thought you might enjoy it."

My books fell to the floor, along with my jaw. Did Colt just ask me out on a date? "Uh, sure. I'm pretty sure I don't have anything else going on. I'd love to go."

Colt sighed with relief. "Okay. Can we meet on the lower Beacon bullhead pad at seven?"

"Yeah sure thing." I told him. "Do I need to dress up or anything, or is it okay if I wear my normal gear?"

"Come as you are, if you want. Don't get too worked up over it." He told me.

I nodded, knowing he couldn't see it. "Alright, I'll see you at seven."

"See you." And the line cut off.

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Unknown location

Colt dropped scroll into his back pocket. "Did I do it right?"

"Yeah, Colt, you did great!" a voice reassured from the darkness.

The Wildsman sighed. "I just don't want to mess this up. I mean, I think I like her, but I've never… loved before."

"Never had a chance in the Wilds, huh? I know the feeling. It's okay. As long as you don't break her heart, I'm sure that you can go on being friends if it goes south."

"Yeah, I guess so."

"Hey, you've been doing spectacular, very mature for a hormonal teenager. Your voice didn't crack once!" That voice laughed. "Besides, from what you've told me, I think she likes you too. You're both just a little awkward, for your own reasons."

"Alright, so what's next up for this afternoon?" Colt asked as he stood, shrugging on his trench coat.

"We gotta get you some new threads, man. As much as I love the Arsenal thing you've got going on, and trust me, it looks badass, I think it'll be a bit overboard for a date on the pier." The disembodied voice told him. "I know a few styles that might catch your fancy, and I sent them to your eyepiece."

As soon as he finished the sentence, the holographic eyepiece flickered to life over Colt's eye, and the teen nodded.

"These look good. Let's head out, I'll decide tonight." Colt grabbed his armor helmet, then looked into the visor, "Thanks for all your help, Church. Why don't you jump to the gauntlet for now?"

"Sure thing, kid." The Alpha spoke from a speaker on the gauntlet, which was used to zap the helmet into the Void.