A/N: Welcome to another installment of My Turn!

Also (to my fellow Americans), Happy 4th of July! The day we declared our independence against the British of back then. As well as the day we repelled an alien invas-.

Oh wait, that was just a movie.

Right, so last we left off, I actually managed to beat Neo in a one-on-one fight, the two of us and Winter and Amber defeated an Indominus, and Neo's now my roommate….

My (Colt's) life certainly has become interesting, huh?

But now, we're doing a two-part interlude for the first day at Beacon.

Also…yes. I did in fact use a Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid reference last chapter with Violet. Hope that show gets a second season.

Without further ado, let's get on with the chapter!


Disclaimer: I don't own RWBY.


(3rd POV)

And so today would be the first day of school at Beacon Academy. As well as the first day of work for the teachers, Headmaster, various other employees, and the newly established Beacon Security.

One security member was currently stirring from his slumber, his face contorted in discomfort….

Perhaps he was having a nightmare? If so, he would surely wake up in a cold sweat and-.

Colt bolted out of bed.

"I NEED TO PEE!"

He rushed into the bathroom, slamming the door shut.

Neo stared straight up into the ceiling with a deadpan, having been woken up by the shout. She turned to her side and covered her head with her pillow, trying and failing to go back to sleep.

Well, guess the day couldn't start without a reference, huh?


(1st POV; a couple of minutes later)

I stared at myself in the mirror within the bathroom of my room, my uniform pants on, yet no shirt because of the task at hand….

Nope. Not shaving.

A trim wouldn't hurt though.

With trimmers in hand, I went through the difficult process of trimming my facial hair.

There could be no mistake. No patches. No uneven hairlines. No nothing.

Just precision.

Alright, that's one side done. Now the other.

Careful.

Just trim it so that it's even.

Almost there.

Aaaaaand.

There!

I set the comb and trimmers down and turned on the sink. I filled my cupped hands with water and washed it over my facial hair. I made sure to get all loose hair off my face. Or at the very least, the loose hair that would be most noticeable. It's always a drag washing that stuff off.

I grabbed the towel hanging next to me and dried my face. I lowered the towel and examined my handiwork.

Perfectly trimmed and nothing out of place.

Perfect.

Tossing the towel aside, I put on the rest of my attire. I set my hat straight and firmly set my shades over my eyes.

Satisfied with my state of dress, I stepped out to find…Neo still in bed.

…Seriously?

"Come on, Neo," I said, clapping my hands. "Get up."

She gave me the middle finger in response.

Rude.

I stepped towards her bed. "We need to head in, Neo. And I obviously can't go without you, so up and at 'em!"

She didn't move.

I sighed.

Guess it was the hard way, then.

I grabbed her blanket and tried to yank it off her, only to be met with a resisting force keeping the blanket in place.

Looks like she intends to put up a fight.

I yanked harder this time, only for the blanket to remain.

This time, I pulled at it with all my might. I grit my teeth as the blanket slowly gave way.

After a minute or so, I finally managed to get the blanket off her….

Actually, she kinda just let go.

I fell back as a result, the blanket now sprawled on the floor.

I had somehow completely forgotten that Neo slept in the nude.

My eyes trailed her naked form as she frowned at me.

IF I HAD KNOWN WE'D BE GETTING UP SO EARLY, I'D HAVE LEFT INSTEAD OF STAYED.

"…R-Really?"

She smirked.

PROBABLY NOT.

She stood up and moved to her dresser. I licked my lips as my eyes fell to her naked rear. It didn't help that she chose to bend over to start at the bottom drawer.

…I wonder if she tastes like the actual ice cream?

SLAP!

Goddamn it!

Not having noticed me slapping myself, Neo turned to me with a raised eyebrow.

SO, YOU GONNA GIVE ME SOME PRIVACY?

That actually got me confused. "Didn't you just expose yourself to me twice now?"

She deadpanned.

DOESN'T MEAN YOU SHOULD BE WATCHING ME ALL THE TIME.

…She makes a fair point.

She smirked.

UNLESS YOU WANT A SHOW?

"N-No, no! I'm good!"

I scrambled to my feet and got whatever else I needed.

"Yeah, I'll just…be outside, kaythanksbye!"

I scrambled out the door, shutting it quickly behind me, the last thing I saw being Neo silently giggling.

That woman is going to be the death of me.

With a sigh, I went around the corner and moved towards Winter and Amber's room.

Why? Well, I imagine a certain little bunny is awake by now. This is usually around the time we'd get up to tend to the farm. After breakfast, of course.

I stood before the door and gave a gentle knock.

"Just a minute!"

I crossed my arms and waited….

Wait a minute.

The door swung open backwards.

"Violet, no-!"

"Hello?"

Violet, in her little officer uniform, gave a confused look as she saw no one there. She looked to her left to find no one, then to her right….

"Daddy, why are you back against the wall?"

I stayed frozen, a nervous sweat pouring down my neck.

"O-Oh, you know. Just…chilling."

Violet tilted her head. "Chilling?"

"Y-Yeah."

"…You seem nervous."

"Well, I'm just standing here waiting and- were Amber and Winter changing, Violet?"

Two "meeps" were heard.

"Yes, why?"

"…Violet, when a person knocks on a door, and those inside are changing, you don't swing the door wide open for the knocker to see. People like privacy when they change, young lady. That goes double for you."

Violet blinked. "…Hehe, whoops. Sorry Amber and Winter."

"I-It's alright," Amber stuttered.

"Try to be more mindful next time, Violet," Winter said with a hint of a nervous tone.

Violet nodded, then stepped out and closed the door behind her.

I sighed. "You realize I could've gotten my ass handed to me if I didn't react in time?"

I've read enough fanfiction and seen enough anime to know that accidently seeing a woman naked leads to terrible repercussions for the "lucky" man who managed to witness such a "heavenly sight".

I did not want to get my ass handed to me by a Maiden and Specialist, thank you very much.

Violet looked down. "Sorry…also, swear."

I smiled and pat her head, handing her a Lien.

"It's alright. Just be more mindful of others."

The door opened again, and I quickly slammed myself back against the wall in a panic.

"We're decent, Colt."

Oh thank god. As much as I would've loved to see either Amber or Winter naked (S-Shut up! Don't judge me!), I don't think I could handle seeing more naked women right now. I barely got past seeing Neo naked twice now.

I turned to my left to find Winter and Amber, the latter with an embarrassed blush and the former looking professional like always, though I swear there was a small hint of pink on her cheeks.

Eh, probably nothing.

I cleared my throat. "Right, well…let's go then."

"Where's the Ice Cream Lady?" Violet asked.

"Again, her name's Neo."

"Right. Ice Cream Lady."

"…Are you just gonna nickname everyone?"

"Yup!"

"Even Amber and Winter?"

"Especially Amber and Winter."

Said women raised an eyebrow.

"They are now Magic Lady and Snow Lady."

…I'm not even gonna ask. Those nicknames are self-explanatory.

Winter let out a small smile. "Rather fitting, but…perhaps you should have a different one for Amber? While a nickname, it will cause people to question why she has that particular one."

"…Nah. Magic Lady."

I snickered.

Winter gave me an unamused glare.

I shrugged. "Eh, let her. If anyone asks, Amber can just do the finger trick."

"The what?" Winter and Amber asked.

"…Okay, I can understand Winter, but you Amber?"

She shrugged.

I sighed. "Oh fine."

I saw that old trick a bunch on TV back home. Tried it a couple of times, but I never got it. Back at the v-village, I found someone who knew it and showed me it so that I could do it myself.

I had my forefinger hidden, my hands in position, and my thumb ready.

"Watch."

Making sure their eyes were on my hand, I "removed" a part of my forefinger.

Violet gasped. "Daddy, no! Your finger!"

I chuckled. "Relax."

I revealed my hand to be fully intact.

"See? Just a trick."

Violet sighed in relief. "Oh, thank goodness."

She glared. "How dare you make me think you ripped your finger off?!"

"It's just a trick, sweetie. Harmless fun."

She kicked me in the shin.

"Ok, no more fun for you, then."

"Good!"

"Wait a minute-."

"Nope," I said quickly. "Too late. No more fun for you."

"W-Wait, that's not-!"

I turned to Amber, ignoring my daughter's desperate pleas….

I'm such a wonderful father.

"I'll show you the trick later."

She smiled at that, while Winter's eye twitched.

"Can I learn it too, Daddy?" Violet asked.

"I thought you didn't want fun anymore?"

"You know that's not what I meant!"

I chuckled. "Yeah, I know. I was only kidding anyway. Sure, I'll show you.

Violet sighed in relief.

"Perhaps I should learn this trick myself?"

That certainly made me raise an eyebrow to the Specialist who asked.

"Why?"

Winter kept a straight face. "…Reasons."

I deadpanned. "Reasons?"

"Indeed."

"…Are you gonna expla-?"

"No."

Figures.

Amber doesn't seem to like the idea, if her light glare is anything to go by.

Buuuuuuuuuut….

"Eh, I suppose."

Violet beamed.

Winter smirked at Amber, who just glared back.

Wonder what's up with her?

"Seriously," Violet said. "Where's Ice Cream Lady?"

I shrugged. "She got up late and is still changing back at the room."

Amber and Winter deadpanned at me.

"…What?"

"You left her alone?" They both asked, deadpans still evident.

Oh for the love of-.

"You know," I said somewhat pointedly. "A little trust can go a long way."

Winter sighed. "Colt, Neopolitan just accepted staying here. You can't expect trust to be given after such a short period of time. It must be earned."

"Yeah? Well she's already being watched enough as it is. I think she's entitled to her own privacy."

AWW~, HOW SWEET! YOU'RE DEFENDING ME!

I blinked as we all turned our heads to Neo, who was right beside us. Holding out her whiteboard for us to see.

…Okay, I know she can teleport, but how did we not notice her arrive?

She smirked at Winter and Amber.

YOU TWO CAN LEARN FROM HIM.

They just glared at Neo, who responded by sticking out her tongue at them.

I spoke before things could escalate.

"Shouldn't we head in, now?"

That brought their attention back.

"Right," Winter nodded. "Follow me. The security lounge is this way."

Winter made her way forward, with Amber following suit. Neo followed after, sending me a wink.

…If someone would've told me that I'd be working with those three, I'd have throat-jabbed that person….

Unless it was a woman. In which case, I'd have probably said, "Bitch, you crazy!"

Would've gotten me a slap to the face, but the humor would be worth it.

"Daddy, can I ride on your shoulders?"

I smiled. "Sure."

I picked Violet up and placed her on my shoulders.

She pointed ahead. "Onward, my noble steed!"

Chuckling, I followed after the three women ahead of me.


(Security Lounge)

"Now," Winter began, standing behind a podium. "As part of the security detail here at Beacon, we are to ensure that there are no problematic issues for the students or staff."

We were all sitting in a…rather fucked up room. There were six tables set up so that it was two per row, and….

Okay, to be honest? Not including Winter, there were six of us: Me, Amber, Neo, Qrow, Vert, and Violet. We all had kinda just…taken our own table.

Not that I minded. Technically means I got my own desk. Except it's a table….

Shut up.

"We will start off by searching the entire campus before the students wake."

…I'm listening and all, but I can't just ignore the very obvious thing I need to question.

I raised my hand. "Can I speak freely?"

"You may."

"Why is this place a shithole?"

"SWEAR!"

Putting a Lien in the swear jar, I waited for Winter to answer.

"Due to the detail being put together on short notice, this room was the only one available. The headmaster had labeled it off limits."

I stared around at the peeling walls, cobwebs, cracked windows, and the very visible dust and soot everywhere. Not on the tables, though. Someone actually bothered to dust those up for us, as well as the podium.

"Gee, I wonder why?"

That was sarcasm.

Qrow shrugged. "Eh, I kinda like it. My kind of style, really."

Winter rolled her eyes. "Of course it would be."

Qrow simply ignored the jab and drank from his flask.

"No drinking in the security lounge!" Winter scolded.

Qrow ignored her.

"Isn't it a little early to be drinking?" I asked.

"Kid, trust me. There's never a bad time to drink."

"I can attest to that," Vert added.

ME TOO!

Somehow, that doesn't surprise me.

"Same here."

That does.

I turned back and gave Amber an incredulous stare.

"Seriously?"

She hesitated. "Yeah. There was…I was…i-it's personal. I'd rather not talk about it."

…Huh. I feel like I should ask, but now doesn't seem like a good time. Plus, it sounded like a sensitive topic.

Winter must've thought so too, since she cleared her throat, bringing our attention back to her.

"We're getting off topic. Now, I've divided the areas of Beacon for each of us to search."

She flipped through some index cards. "Vert, you will search the ballroom."

Vert grunted.

"Qrow, you will search the auditorium."

Qrow drank from his flask.

"Colt, you will check the cafeteria."

I nodded. Seemed easy enough.

"Amber, you will check the courtyard."

Amber nodded.

"Neopolitan-."

JUST NEO IS FINE.

Winter frowned. "Very well, Neo. Since you are still to be watched, no offense-."

NONE TAKEN.

"You will be accompanying…Qrow."

Said drunk raised an eyebrow. "Shouldn't the kid be stuck with her? He's in charge of her, after all."

I'M OKAY WITH THAT!

"No!" Winter and Amber said too quickly, leaving me confused.

BITCHES.

Winter grit her teeth while Amber glared.

I gave Neo a warning look, but she just rolled her eyes.

WHATEVER.

Winter cleared her throat. "While Neo is under Colt's…care, he cannot watch her all the time. Therefore, it will be up to us to help when he is not around."

I feel like Winter had a problem with Neo "being in my care".

Qrow sighed. "Fine. Stick the short one with me- ACK!"

A heel hit the back of his head. We turned to find Neo silently whistling innocently…not surprisingly lacking a shoe.

Qrow growled and picked up the heel.

"Jokes on you. Now you're missing a shoe."

…This seems familiar.

Neo glared.

GIVE IT BACK!

"Nah. You'll have to earn it back, short stack."

Neo flipped him off.

Qrow kindly returned the favor.

Those two will certainly get along. I can tell.

Winter continued. "And I will be searching the dormitories."

"What about me?"

Oh right. Violet….

Huh, she's a hall monitor, so that would mean-.

"If your father permits it," Winter said. "You can familiarize yourself with the halls of the main building, where the classrooms are at."

Violet turned to me with a pleading look….

Damn those eyes.

"So long as you keep your scroll on, then fine."

We're literally the only people awake right now…well, maybe Ozpin too. Not sure how that man operates.

That being said, no one's gonna hurt Violet if she's on her own. Not even Neo, since she'll be stuck with Qrow. Sure she can teleport, but I doubt that she'll try anything, despite common sense saying I should consider it a possibility.

It just wouldn't make sense for Neo to try anything after only one day.

"Yay!" Violet cheered.

I smiled. She's gonna be a great hall monitor.

Much better than Spongebob, let me tell ya.

Wonder if Violet can do a deep voice?

"I am…THE HALL MONITOR!"

Heh…that would be hilarious.

"Very well, then," Winter said, holding a little gavel. "With the assignments given, let us get started."

She banged it on the podium.

A picture frame fell from the wall, breaking with a crack.

Winter's eye twitched.

A few of use snickered, Neo holding up her whiteboard with the words "HA HA!" on it (which reminded me of Nelson's laugh from The Simpsons).

Winter sighed. "I'll be sure to speak to the headmaster about getting this room repaired."

Yeah, that's probably a good idea.

"Now then, take care of your assignments."

We all stood up.

Time to get this first day rolling.


(Violet POV; Main Building)

I stared up at the large double doors of a classroom.

These doors are too big. Why are they so big? They can't have students this tall, can they?

I mean, there's that giant guy who hurt Daddy a few years ago by falling on him, but these doors are taller than him!

It's weird.

I pushed at the doors.

CLANK!

Yup. Locked.

Oh well.

Moving on, I kept walking around.

These halls looked the same, really. I mean, the only differences I can see are when I look out the windows to see a different area outside.

Sure, there's the little labels that show what class number the room is, but still.

Oh look! Another classroom!

CLANK! CLANK!

Phooey. Locked again.

I continued walking.

I miss my home. And everyone in it.

Beef.

Flan.

Doc

Elder Orion and his son, Brazen.

…Sniff, sniff.

O-Oh, look. A-Another door.

CLA-, creeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaak.

…The door's open.

I pulled out Mr. Taser and Mr. Stick.

"H-Hello?"

No one should be up right now. Not even the teachers for at least half an hour. It should just be me and the others.

Beacon has a janitor, but…I don't see any cleaning supplies or a cart anywhere.

I stepped into the classroom, searching the perimeter.

"Anyone here?"

I tiptoed down the steps, searching down each line of desks.

No one so far.

I made it down to the big desk near the chalkboard.

Maybe whoever's here is hiding behind the desk?

I moved around it and checked underneath it….

Nope. Nobody here.

Though there are a lot of empty packets of coffee mix.

I frowned.

Maybe someone just forgot to lock the door?

"YOUNG LADY!"

"AAAAHHHH!"

I quickly turned around and shot Mr. Taser, only for the yelling person to just sidestep the stingers, which flailed on the ground uselessly.

We both stared at each other.

The yelling man took a sip of his mug.

"Now what is a child such as yourself doing in my classroom?"

Now that I got a better look at the yelling man, he looked like a smart person. His clothes (specifically his shirt) seemed ruffled and not all tucked in the pants. His hair was green and he had glasses.

Maybe he's a teacher?

"W-Well," I began. "I-I'm the hall monitor."

The yelling man stared at me. "…My word. And here I thought Ozpin was kidding. Now I owe Peter forty Lien."

I frowned. "Is me being the hall monitor a problem?"

"Of course not, young lady! I suppose Ozpin knows what he's doing if he's allowed it."

He sipped his mug again. "Now I ask again. What are you doing in my classroom?"

I fidgeted a bit. "W-Well, I was getting to know the hallways, and I was checking if the classrooms were locked. I found yours, and…."

"Ah. Say no more, then."

I scrunched up my face. "What're you even doing here?"

"Why, I'm simply getting a head start on the day like I always do! It never hurts to pre-plan the lessons for the day, especially today!"

"You're a teacher?"

"Indeed, young lady!" the yelling man said. "I am Bartholomew Oobleck! History professor here at Beacon Academy!"

"History?"

"Quite right, young lady! Why, history is the backbone of our very society! And the liver! Probably the kidneys, if I were to wager."

"You're weird," I stated.

"I get that a lot. Almost as much as about how I drink too much coffee, now that I think about it."

That would explain the empty coffee packets under the desk.

"…You know what?" I said. "You are now Professor Coffee Man!"

"Doctor."

I blinked. "Huh?"

"It's doctor," he repeated. "Not an actual doctor, mind you. Still, I didn't earn that Ph. D for fun, after all!"

"What's a Ph. D?"

"Essentially, a degree showcasing a higher education."

I stared at him.

"…To put it in terms you can understand, I am technically smarter than most history professors."

I huffed. "Fine…Doctor Coffee Man, then."

Doctor Coffee Man chuckled. "Rather amusing nickname. I like it!"

I giggled.

"Well," I said. "Guess I should get going."

"Yes, quite right."

I turned and moved up the steps.

As I stepped out the door, Doctor Coffee Man spoke up.

"Oh, before you go, allow me to impart a little lesson unto you."

I turned with a raised eyebrow.

He cleared his throat.

"History is good. Ignorance is bad. Therefore, read a book."

"…Huh?" I asked, several question marks floating over my head.

He sped up to the door faster than I could see.

"Right, then. Wonderful to make your acquaintance, young lady! Off you go!"

He slammed the door shut.

Doctor Coffee Man is weird.

With a shrug, I moved back down the hallway….

I should ask Daddy to get me a book I can read.

Speaking of Daddy, I wonder how he's doing right now?


(My POV; Cafeteria)

Ah~, the cafeteria. The place where food is.

And it's also the place RWBY and JNPR will completely wreck once the second semester hits.

…Huh, now that I think about it, wouldn't it be our (security's) job to stop the food fight? Assuming we found out about it before it could escalate any further.

Then again, I know it's going to happen, so would I have to stop it?

…Nah. I'm not about to get between two teams of super-powered hormonal teenagers.

I shook my head. Off topic.

Now then…time to look around a bit.

Guess I'll start by checking the top and underneath of the tables, I guess.

Alright, let's start with this table, shall we?

Kneeling down.

Checking the underside of- oh hey, a note! First try, too!

I took it out and unfolded it, reading the contents.

Whosoever reads this note will be cursed with a harem. At least three or more women will be or are currently pining for you.

Best of luck to you, poor unfortunate soul.

Or lucky bastard, depending on your viewpoint.

I'm going to pretend I didn't read that.

I crumpled up the note and tossed it basketball-style towards a nearby trashcan.

Score! Two points.

Alright, next table.

…Nothing.

Next.

…Nothing.

Next.

Oh look, another note.

I took it out and unfolded it to read the contents.

Make money. Get bitches.

Plan 254

Step 1: Bomb schools.

Step 2: ?

Step 3: Profit!

What the fuck is wrong with these kids?

I crumpled up the note and did another toss at the trashcan.

Score! Three points this time.

I went back to searching the tables, not finding anything else in the rest of the row.

When I started the second one, though-.

"OH FUCK!"

You wanna know what I found that made me react like that? Brace yourselves.

I found a used condom. Sticking to the underside of the table.

I hastily backed away.

Goddamn it, who in the hell has sex in the FUCKING CAFETERIA?!

My mind suddenly went back to the ballroom the night before Initiation, where I had caught those few kids trying to get it on….

I swear to god, none of that shit better happen this year.

I reluctantly went back to inspecting the used condom stuck on the underside of the table.

…I-I'll call the janitor in a bit.

Stepping away from the offending table, I checked the other tables for anything else out of the ordinary.

In the row I was currently in, I had found two more notes.

I sexually identify as an Attack Bullhead. Ever since I was a boy I dreamed of soaring over the Grimmlands, dropping hot sticky loads on disgusting Grimm. People say to me that a person being a Bullhead is impossible and I'm fucking retarded but I don't care. I'm beautiful. I'm having a plastic surgeon install a propulsion system, 30 mm cannons and AMG-114 Dust Hellfire missiles on my body. From now on I want you guys to call me "Apache" and respect my right to kill from above and kill needlessly. If you can't accept me, you're a Bulheliphobe and need to check your vehicle privilege. Thank you for being so understanding.

I can't…I don't…what?

Fuck it. Ignoring this confusing note.

As for the other note-.

When a man and woman love each other very much-.

Okay, no need to finish that one.

I crumpled up both notes and threw them in the trash can.

The hell is wrong with the students that notes like these are left behind?

Ah well, just need one more row then.

Nope.

Nothing.

Zilch.

Nada.

Hah…VeggieTales.

Well, just need this last table and….

Nothing.

Look at that. A row clean of any items.

Guess I'm done here.

I stood back up-.

"Hello there."

"OH FUCK!"

-Only to fall on my behind after finding a bald man sitting on the table cross-legged.

"You should watch your language, young man," the bald man said. "If your daughter hears you, she'll bring out the swear jar."

I gave him a dumbfounded look, while he simply chuckled.

"Buddha?"


(Winter POV; Dormitories)

Having just finished checking the dormitories, I now had one task left.

I stared straight at the dorm room in front of me.

Team RWBY's dorm room.

I pulled out my scroll and placed it on the door lock.

Security had been given a sort of master key for all Beacon area. Of course, I would be the one to be in possession of the master key, as I was head of security.

A beep confirmed the door was now unlocked.

Quietly, I opened the door and peered inside to find the members of Team RWBY still asleep, obviously.

My attention was more focused on Weiss. She looked so peaceful right now. You would think she didn't have a large weight on her shoulders. Or a controlling father hounding her about "being a proper Schnee".

But she did. And I can sympathize because I went through the same ordeal.

Father trying to groom me to be a Schnee that would conduct business his way.

It's why I joined Atlas Academy all those years ago. To get away from Father.

It was thanks to this decision that I found solace in the military. Rising through the ranks up to my status as a Specialist. All under the guidance of General Ironwood.

Someone who…quite frankly, I saw as a bit of a father figure, really.

Not that I would ever say that out loud.

Of course…there was a downside to my decision.

Weiss.

She was made the new heiress to the Schnee Dust Company. And therefore had to go through what I went through back then….

Sometimes I wonder if all I did was just shift the burden onto Weiss when I left for Atlas Academy. Putting a strain she didn't need to suffer through just so I could be free.

What kind of older sister am I?

A small groan from Weiss brought my attention to her. She shifted in place and faced the opposite direction, still sleeping peacefully.

Well, so long as I am there for her, then perhaps the guilt will lessen a bit. And while Weiss has joined Beacon, it doesn't seem like she's running away from the title of heiress.

That's good.

Checking to be sure none of them were awake, I slowly closed the door and locked it.

Back to work, then.


(Vert POV; Ballroom)

Damn brats.

I scowled at the used condom in the corner of the ballroom.

Looks like some stupid kids somehow got it on with each other. Most likely the night before Initiation. The night a certain student of mine was supposed to be watching the brats….

Damn it, Colt. You had one job.

I sighed. Better call the janitor, then.


(Amber POV; Courtyard)

I took a deep breath as I let the wind blow in my face, my eyes closed and hair moving along with the wind.

This was nice. Just standing still and taking the time to appreciate what's around.

A nice, peaceful calm….

Not really something I get to enjoy a lot since becoming the Fall Maiden.

I frowned.

And it's definitely something I wouldn't have been able to enjoy had that Cinder woman succeeded in her attack.

I shivered a bit.

Colt told me that I would've been left in a coma. Scarred and kept in what was essentially an underground basement. Hooked on life support to keep my alive until they found someone to be my successor. And even when they did, it didn't even work. I still died by Cinder's hand, helpless to stop it.

…Honestly? I feel a bit upset about that.

First off, was that really the only way? Couldn't Ozpin and the others figure out some other way? One that would result in me being alive? I know that Cinder couldn't be allowed to have the Maiden powers, but still.

And secondly…was it my destiny to die? Does my life hold no other meaning than to be struck down for my power?

If it was, then Colt apparently didn't agree with that.

He risked his life and everything he had to help me. Someone he didn't really know. Which was true since apparently (according to him), I didn't get much "screen time", so there was hardly anything about me in that show.

I was literally introduced just so that some exposition could be given.

I was meant to die….

But Colt changed that. He saved my life.

And he lost his home and friends because of it.

All for and because of me.

My fists clenched.

The only reason I'm not beating myself up more about it is because of Colt and Violet. They said there was nothing to forgive and that I should forgive myself.

And I have…in a way. At least to the point it won't haunt me anymore. The regret will remain, but I can move past it.

All those people? They didn't die in vain. Colt promised they wouldn't.

…And so do I.

I'll be there with him to bring the fight to Cinder and Salem. And if Colt suddenly decides I should just stay back because they're after me, then he's got another thing coming.

My eyes glowed a flaring orange.

I'll show our enemies what happens when you mess with a Maiden.


(Qrow POV; Auditorium)

Neo and I were currently staring at the headlight that had fallen from the ceiling to the ground….

Goddamn Semblance. Really wish I could just turn it off, sometimes.

I THOUGHT BEACON WAS SUPPOSED TO BE THIS GRAND PLACE WITH FEW IMPERFECTIONS?

I deadpanned. "Even Beacon needs repairs, kid."

Granted, this time it was kinda my fault, but she didn't need to know that….

Actually, wait. She probably does. Might have to tell the others, too.

"Still…this one is on me."

She raised an eyebrow.

"If we're going to be working together, then I may as well tell you that I'm basically a bad luck charm."

She tilted her head in confusion.

"My Semblance."

OH~, I GET IT.

I sighed. "Yeah, it can be a drag someti-."

I'LL BE SURE TO GET SOME FOUR-LEAFED CLOVERS, THEN. AND MAYBE SOME HORSESHOES, TOO.

I deadpanned.

MAYBE EVEN A LUCKY RABBIT'S FOOT!

She blinked.

WAIT, IF I HAVE VIOLET AROUND, WOULD THAT COUNT AS HAVING A RABBIT'S FOOT?

…I pity the kid for having to room with this pint-sized woman.

Then again, I'm also a bit jealous that he's rooming with an attractive woman. As well as earning a lot of female attention.

Not that I'll ever say that out loud.

I sighed. "No, it doesn't count. She's a Faunus, not an actual rabbit."

DAMN. WOULD'VE ENJOYED HAVING HER AROUND.

I raised an eyebrow. "Oh? And why is that?"

She turned away, but I still noticed the slight pink on her cheeks.

NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS, OLD MAN.

"I ain't that old, kid."

AND YET YOU CALL ME KID WHEN I'M 23.

"Well-." I paused.

"…Wait, you're 23?"

She nodded.

"And yet you tried to pass yourself off as a first year student. Which is normally 17."

She rolled her eyes and gestured at her body.

DOES THIS LOOK LIKE THE BODY OF SOMEONE YOUNGER THAN 18?

"Well, with your youthful appearance, you could pass yourself off as a teenager."

AND THAT'S WHY I WAS SENT TO INFILTRATE.

Tch…smart.

I gave her a onceover. "So…you really are 23?"

YEAH.

"…I don't suppose you'd be willing to-?"

SORRY, OLD MAN. NO DICE.

Eh, had to try.

Should've figured, really. I mean, she's clearly interested in the kid. And his daughter, apparently. If that little blush a few moments ago was anything to go by. Maybe she got attached or something. Even if it's a short time, that little bunny really grows on ya.

Makes me wish she didn't hate my guts.

I sighed.

Oh well, I only have myself to blame for that.

Maybe I can mend fences since we're in the same place.

ARE WE DONE HERE?

Neo tapped her foot impatiently.

I grunted. "Yeah, we're done here."

With a huff, Neo turned and left for the exit. I noticed how her hips swayed….

Yeah, definitely envious of the kid for rooming with an attractive woman.

Then again, with her personality, I'm not that envious.

Poor kid.

With a sigh, I followed after Neo.


(My POV; Cafeteria)

I could only stare at the supposed deity sitting casually on the table.

"Are you going to say anything?" the Buddha asked. "I don't mind silences, but I would think you'd have something to say."

I opened my mouth, then closed it. I tried to come up with something, but my mind was blank. Which was understandable, since this was something that should not happen.

"…Are you really the Buddha?" I asked.

"Really?" he deadpanned. "You met me when you died, remember?"

"Well yeah, but that was just once! In Purgatory! Which still doesn't make sense, by the way."

"That's not really important, right now."

"I'm pretty sure two different religions somehow coexisting is important."

He deadpanned.

"It is!"

He still deadpanned.

I groaned. "Fine, but…prove it."

"Prove that I'm the Buddha?"

I nodded.

He pursed his lips. "…When you were about to spin the Wheel of Reincarnation, you hoped that you'd be reincarnated as Christina Hendrick's bra. Something everyone wishes for, really."

…Okay, that's proof and all, but-.

"I meant do something. Something that the Buddha would do."

He rolled his eye. "Not everything has to be flashy and whatnot. Simple words is fine."

He smirked. "And unless you told someone about that specific moment, then that's all the proof I need."

…He's got me there.

I slowly stood up. "S-So…you're actually here."

"I'm sitting on this table before you, am I not?"

I took of my hat and clutched my hair. "W-Wow…the actual Buddha."

He raised an eyebrow. "Where was this awe when we met in Purgatory?"

"Well, that was…it was only a short period of time, and so much happened. And I was in shock an-."

The Buddha (still can't believe it) raised a hand with a smile. "Calm yourself, I was simply jesting."

Yeah, no. Everyone screws with me as it is. The last thing I need is a freaking deity screwing with me as well.

I sighed. "Right, well…should you even be here, right now? Isn't Remnant out of your jurisdiction or something?"

He shrugged. "I come and go as I please."

"…That seems like it would piss off whatever god watches over Remnant."

"Gods. And yes, it does."

Remnant has more than one god, huh?

The more you know.

"And the only reason I'm here is you."

He gave me a stern look. "I seem to recall that your purpose here was for you to be a farmer."

He gestured around himself. "Instead, you're now working as a security guard while having numerous individuals after you for various reasons, be they known to you or not."

I blinked. "Wait, I have people after me that I don't know about?"

"Don't try to change the subject, young man."

"But-."

He just gave me the same stern look.

I sighed. "Okay, maybe I diverged from my chosen path a bit-."

"A bit?" the Buddha deadpanned.

"What was I supposed to do?" I exclaimed. "Let Amber die?"

He just stared at me, not saying anything.

"…You're saying I should've let her die."

"I didn't say that."

"You didn't deny what I said, either."

The Buddha sighed. "Colt…worlds work in mysterious ways. Just because something happened in one way, doesn't mean that it will happen as foretold. Miss Autumn could've come out of this alive, and Beacon and its inhabitants could have come out unscathed from its unknown enemies."

I scoffed. "Forgive me if I don't believe that."

"I don't expect you to, but alternative universes are a thing for a reason. For different outcomes to result."

"Yeah? Well if I had stayed hidden, what happened to Amber would've passed. She'd have half her power stolen, and she'd be left in a coma until she was killed later."

The Buddha frowned. "There's no guarantee she would've been killed later."

"I notice you didn't deny the part about being put in a coma."

He sighed. "No…I suppose that still would've come to pass."

We stayed silent for a moment.

"So," I finally said. "You're here for me, right? What, you plan to somehow get me back on the path I was supposed to stick with or something?"

He chuckled, shaking his head. "No, that would be rather cruel and unfair."

He looked out a window.

"If a person is deserving of a second life, they are sent to me. Otherwise, they move on to paradise or hell. Depending on how they lived their lives. Once that person is set on his/her new life, however, the choices they make are their own."

He turned back to me. "You've made your choices, Colt. And now you must simply…I believe the phrase is 'play the hand you've been dealt'?"

I shrugged. "Something like that, yeah."

The Buddha chuckled. "Right, well I suppose I should let you get back to your job, then. I do believe you need to call the custodian?"

I turned back to the table that had the offending item stuck on its underside.

I cringed.

Right, that's still there.

I sighed and turned back to the Buddha. "Well, it was nice to-."

He was gone.

Goddamn it, he pulled a Batman.

Shaking my head, I pulled out my scroll and called the custodian. We all had it just in case for shit like this.

"Yeah, there's a freaking used condom stuck under a lunch table that needs to be taken out before the students find it."

"What do you mean 'another one'?"

"Used condom in the ballroom?"

Oh great. Some students must've somehow got it on that night I was in charge.

I groaned.

If this is the kind of crap to be expected in my time here, then Beacon isn't as "prestigious" as it's made out to be.

"Just get here, please? Thanks."

I hung up and sighed.

And to think I still have the actual day to get through.

I just hope it goes normally.


A/N: I'm sure it will…maybe…probably…50/50?

Anyway, yes…the Buddha returned for a bit. Just a bit, of course. He's not here to stay. He won't be pulling any Deus Ex Machina's or divine interventions in this story.

Besides, I just had to put a throwback to the first chapter of this story. Especially since we're approaching the anniversary of when My Turn started. Just three weeks away.

And while some of you may not be fans of how this story started, we can't forget our roots.

Part 2 of this will be out in a couple days. Maybe Friday, if I'm lucky.

Also, yes. Violet will be coming up with cute little nicknames for everyone but Colt and Vert. Colt will just be Daddy, while Vert will be Grandpa.

Also, that poll I used to have is pretty much over. Again, it didn't decide the pairing. It was just for fun. Here's the results for all to see.


Poll results

Colt Steel (Colt/Winter) – 178

Guardian (Colt/Amber) – 114

Silencer (Colt/Neo) – 112

Portal Gun (Colt/Raven) – 105

More Dakka (Colt/Coco) – 46

Family Issues (Colt/Velvet) – 32


Damn…poor Coco and Velvet.

Wow, Amber and Neo are pretty much neck-to-neck, with Raven once again surprisingly closing in.

But the one in the lead (yet again, I might add) is…Winter….

Seriously, did I write her and Colt's interactions that well?

Oh well. Again, this didn't decide the pairing.

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