Team RWBY prepare for another school day, though, the mood was somber. After last night's events, all members felt too drained, physically and emotionally, to eat dinner so they all agreed to wake up early to hit the cafeteria to catch them some breakfast before anyone else.

They exit their room and Ruby looks at Torvi's door sorrowfully. There was enough evidence against Torvi to say that she is incapable to change but she did not want to believe it. She believed everyone has the capacity to change, and Torvi was not exception. It was just that she and the others did not know what to do.

They enter the large rectangular room, the cafeteria. They move in line and greet the cooks as they hand them their plates of food The cafeteria was mostly barren, holding only a few students aside from team RWBY.

A girl with gray eyes and wavy blonde hair eyes them. She went unnoticed by the four girls as they ate.

Later...

Team RWBY enter Oobleck's class and take their seats at their normal spots. Jaune and Pyrrha looks at them confused as Torvi was usually with them around this time and their dispositions were more somber than usual.

Professor Oobleck, however, was as hyper as ever. "Alright class! Today we will discuss previous faunus rights activist group! Please turn to-!"

A knock at the door stops him. The students pay him no mind as they lazily take out their textbooks. Oobleck opens the door and sees quite a surprise. "M-Ms. Birgerdottir?"

Team RWBY and half of team JNPR snaps their head to Oobleck and Torvi. The thing was, Torvi looked absolutely different. Her hair was no longer braid. Instead it was set free and brushed to her right side, looking wavy. The thing that most surprised them was that Torvi was wearing... make-up? Her eyes had some light bronze eye shadow with black eye liner as well. Her eyelashes were curled upwards. Her cheeks were highlighted with the same light bronze color and her lips were covered in a clear lip gloss. She even looked cleaner, like she took a shower.

The biggest difference was her eyes. The once blue eyes she had are now gray.

Everyone sat gobsmacked. While she looked radiant and beautiful, they were utterly astonished. When did Torvi ever look interested in make-up or her looks? Where did she even get the money to buy make-up?

Team RWBY looked especially shocked. She went out by herself after the event at the warehouse and now, out of nowhere, she changes her looks? What happened when she was out?

Yang, though felt, a tad bit envious; she looked hotter than her!

"Sorry I'm late. The girl's bathroom was packed and I was the last one in" she chuckled. This nearly knocked everyone out their chair. She was speaking normally! No pauses, no stutters, even her accent was gone!

"That is alright Ms. Birgerdottir. Just... take your seat" Oobleck said hesitatingly. He felt a humongous urge to get more coffee.

Torvi takes her seat next to team RWBY who continue to stare at her. It was only when Oobleck said the page numbers to read did they pry their eyes off her but gave her side glances throughout their reading. Torvi wasn't even struggling to read. Her eyes were moving and her mouth was lightly mouthing the words she read.

After five minutes of reading, Oobleck calls them in. "Alright everyone! I trust you all read the text, thoroughly, carefully, and diligently! Now, what group was responsible for raising faunus wages in Atlas?"

Most of the students were skimming for the answer in their books while some raised their hands to answer. Unfortunately, they were all wrong until Torvi raised her hand. Oobleck looked surprised but let her answer.

"The Coalition of Faunus Freedom or CFF in short" she answered. She was not even looking down at her book.

"Very good Ms. Birgerdottir!" congratulated Oobleck. "Now the CFF-"

"Not only helped raised faunus wages in Atlas but worked to improve working conditions as well. While they were successful in some regards, they were ultimately thwarted by large corporations such as the Schnee Dust Company, who, for a long time up to now, has been notorious in their treatment of faunus"

Most of that... wasn't in the book but Oobleck nods slowly in affirmation. "That... is correct as well Ms. Birgerdottir. But, did you know that the CFF-"

"Merged with the White Fang. And only recently too if you count two years ago as recent. You know, there were rumor speculating that the merge was forced. Some say the White Fang threatened the leader of the CFF and his family"

At this point, Oobleck was becoming both more impressed and irritated. Was he like this when he was a student? "Ms. Birgerdottir. While it puts a smile on my face that your knowledge on this subject is extensive, I would appreciate it if you would let me teach my class"

Torvi smiles playfully. "But you aren't smiling Professor. And I was just adding to the conversation. Also, it is Professor, not doctor, so how about you stop talking with me and continue teaching cause' you're wasting everyone's time"

Oobleck frowns before begrudgingly continuing on with the lesson. Team RWBY, Jaune, Pyrrha, and the rest of the class stare at her in surprise at her behavior.

Class continues on uninterrupted. While Oobleck did not appreciate the disrespect, he taught. Torvi sees how fast he spoke that she could barely keep up. It annoyed her greatly. Class nears it end with Oobleck assigning a mountain of homework which brought the dissatisfaction of his students. Torvi raises her hand to speak. "Professor Oobleck, tell me; do you understand why a lot of the students dread taking your class?"

Oobleck frowns. "Enlighten me then Ms. Birgerdottir"

"It's because not only do you talk so fast, most cannot hope to keep up, it's also the fact you give unreasonable amounts of homework. Surely you see the flaws in your teaching as we do?" Torvi questions.

"While my methods are laborious, they work to ensure the future and preparation of huntsmen and huntresses I teach. Knowledge, logic, and reasoning are the foundations of a successful person and so, I teach my student everything there is to know when it comes to the subject of past events and their causes. Without knowledge of the past, we are doomed to repeat it"

"And I so agree with you professor. People like us need everything from training to teaching to make sure we are good huntsmen when we graduate. The problem comes into light however when you speak to fast that we can get those teachings and put too much stress on us with this much homework," she siad gesturing to the pile of papers next to her. "we cannot grow into mature huntsmen. Only mentally suffering teenager"

The teacher crosses his arms over his chest and before he could reply, Torvi says, "Let's make a deal Professor Oobleck. Ask me one or more of the most hardest questions you can think of and if I get them all right, you have to reduce all your homework to a total of three sheets of paper. You also have to slow down how fast you talk"

"And if you fail?" Oobleck questions.

Torvi smirks, which surprises team RWBY. She smiles sadistically or in excitement, not sure confidence. "Then you can triple the amount of work you give us"

To say there was protest would be an understatement. There was pure outrage and anger. None of the students liked this deal; And with it coming from Torvi and Torvi who would be answering for them, they did not like their odds.

"Deal" Oobleck accepted. He wasn't actually going to give his students more work than he already does. He wasn't so cruel. However, he wanted to put Torvi in her intellectual place. He went through his mind for subjects he hasn't taught the class yet and comes up with three final-exam level questions.

"First question: What was name of the huntress that solely defended a total of 27 villages in Mantle during the Great War?" he said smirking.

Torvi closed her eyes for a moment and calmly inhaled and exhaled. She then answers. "Alison Sirens. Using her trident and her powerful water semblance, she defended 27 villages against grimm invasions and marauders"

Oobleck stares wide-eyed at her. She even knew her weapon and semblance. "Correct" he begrudgingly said. "Second question: What was one of the most devastating Grimm attacks in Vacuo?"

Torvi brightened. "Oh goody! I just found this out this morning. Okay so, there was this city in the vast dessert called Sandstone City. A thriving city in Vacuo but all that progress ended when not one, not two, but three Wyvern attacked. It was so sudden the city failed defending itself and fell within a few hours as more grimm converged. There were no survivors and the city now stands in ruins. It was actually this incident that inspired the kingdoms to improve their defenses. Atlas didn't always have anti-flying grimm artillery that fired dust rockets. To add on, it was a mystery why the city was attacked in the first place until recent studies found that it may have been due to the city's mining activities"

Oobleck's glasses drooped. "Correct" he said in disbelief. He was starting to lose hope as Torvi answered each question with confidence and knowledge. The students contrasted their teacher. They were starting to gather hope as the crazy girl was stooping Oobleck with every knowledge-backed answer. "Final question: Many families were given prestige from the Great War. Name one of those families"

Instead of an agitated look, Torvi looked at Oobleck like he just said the most stupidest thing in the world. "Are you serious? That's the final question?"

The green-haired teacher crossed his arms as if triumphant. "Yes it is. However if it is so hard I suppose I'll let you off the-"

"The Arcs" Torvi answered lazily. "One of their descendants is sitting in this room right now. Ever heard of him? Jaune Arc? Probably the weakest boy in the school?"

Said boy looked down in sadness and Prryha patted his back in reassurance. "You didn't have to phrase it like that" he said pathetically.

The shaman ignores him and says, "The whelp comes from a long line of revered heroes and warriors. His grandfather was a decorated general while his grand-uncle was a war-hero. By the way, Jaune never told me about his family. They're in the textbook in the middle of the Great War chapter. Am I right or am I right?"

"I... I..." Oobleck stuttered. He couldn't believe it. Torvi Bigerdottir just dismantled his whole teaching system. Never has he felt so humiliated.

"Ah, cheer up professor. Think of it this way: less work for you to do"

"I... I suppose... well class, the first three papers are due on Friday... Don't forget" he said, his voice sounding so defeated. "I'm going to get some coffee" he muttered.

The class cheer in happiness. They gather around Torvi to congratulate her while Torvi basks in their praise. "It's no big deal" she smirked.

The bell rings and the students leave, including Oobleck who shambled to the teacher's lounge for a more coffee. Torvi continues being congratulated as she walks down the hall with team RWBY behind her. Their minds were swamped with questions that they didn't know what to ask.

"Ummm... Torvi?" Ruby says. She taps her shoulder once and Torvi stops to look at her questioningly. "Can we-?".

"Not now Ruby. Class is gonna begin soon" Torvi dismissed. Ruby frowned but let it slide for now.

Later...

The school day continued being eventful. After Trovi's dealing with Professor Oobleck, it was no surprise that she dug into her other teachers as well, criticizing their teaching methods. She even made Professor Port cry from her harsh words.

Team RWBY could only watch in bewilderment as Torvi acted so unlike herself. She talked more, she socialized more even though people were still scared of her, she made people laugh, she made teacher respect and detest her, and even ate her food differently. Usually she just uses her hands but she acted lady-like, using utensils instead.

"Hey Torvi, can we talk now?" Ruby pressed. They were all walking outside near the dorms. There were no students present, all choosing to retreat back to their rooms for the remainder of the day.

Team RWBY kept pressing her to talk throughout the entire day, much to the shaman's annoyance. The first couple of times did not bother her but now the quartet was making her wish they just dropped dead.

She forces a smile on her face as she looks down at Ruby. "Okay red. What's up?" she said with faux friendly tone.

"What happened last night?" Weiss immediately asked.

"Other than our bust of that White Fang Facility?"

"You know it. Why are you suddenly like this? Why is your voice different? Why is your speech different? Why are your looks different? Why is everything about you different?" Yang demanded.

Torvi rolls her eyes. "Can't a girl get a little dolled up every once in a while?" she sarcastically said.

Yang glared at her and stepped into her personal space, trying to intimidate her. "If you think this act is suppose to change what we saw, you can forget it"

"And I wasn't trying to either" and she turned to leave. Yang grips her shoulder harshly, forcing her to stay where they were.

"We've been patient with you Torvi and every time you just spit it back at our face. If you keep doing this, we're not going to be your friends-". Torvi turns around, slaps her hand off her, and stares at her dead in the eyes. Her face was uncaring and bored, as if the her fellow blonde's words were like ants at her feet. Worthless, small, nonthreatening.

"And why would I want to be friends with you whelps?" she said coldly, surprising the girls. She points to each one of them as she spoke. "A hotheaded blonde with mommy issues. An obnoxious ice princess with daddy issues. A cowardly cat who runs from her problems,". She then points at Ruby last and shakes her dead disapprovingly. She steps closer to Ruby as she continues to talk. "And you. You're the one I have the most beef with. You're nothing more than a little girl living in her own fantasy world. Your head is so full of lofty ideals it makes me laugh" she chuckles. "I bet your mother is rolling in her grave right now at the fact her daughter is a disgrace!"

She then pushed Ruby to the ground. Ruby yelps when she lands and she stares up at Torvi shocked. Her eyes teared up at her harsh words. Yang sees everything and reels back a punch, aimed at her noggin. Tovi anticipates this and catches her arm. She twist her body and throws Yang on the ground on her back.

Blake and Weiss were going to move but when Torvi shook her head at them, they stopped whatever attempt they were creating. They were fully aware of what Torvi is capable of. If they all ganged up on her, there was no telling what would happen to either of them and that ambiguity scared them.

Torvi walks away from the lightly scraped and scared girls. "If you know what's good for you, you all will stay on my good side. If not, I won't be as generous as I was today" she says aloud. She does not enter the dorms but rather goes somewhere else.

She recalls the moment she pushed Ruby and the memory caused a headache, making her wince and clutch her head. The pain lasted for a moment until it fades and she walks faster to her destination.

Ruby looks at her from a distance but she catches that simple act and frowns.

Later...

Ozpin types at his computer when the elevator opens up and reveals Torvi. His eyes narrow behind his glasses. He quickly learned of Torvi and her new behavior after he ran into a disgruntled Oobleck. When asked what was wrong, the green-haired doctor only said Torvi's name and it didn't take much longer to gather why. Professor Port was crying in the teacher's lounge and multiple students have been talking about Torvi's "new and improved" ways. The grimm activity outside Beacon was also reduced. Since Torvi's fight with Cardin, the level of grimm outside was higher than average but with all the trained students and teachers, they were held back fairly well. But since Torvi's new look, the grimm have lessen significantly.

He puts on his best smile as she stands in front of his desk. "Greetings Ms. Birgerdottir. I must say, your new looks are a decent surprise" he remarks.

Torvi smiles. "Thank you Headmaster. I got lucky. It wasn't easy finding a make-up shop open late at night" she chuckles.

"I trust your 'girls night out' with team RWBY was fun"

Torvi puts on a teasing smile. "How on Remnant do you that Headmaster? You weren't stalking us were you? You naughty man"

Ozpin chuckles, "I assure you it was nothing like that. As Headmaster, I have access to Airship record and a part of those records is a list of passengers. It took little difficulty figuring out that you and team RWBY were responsible for that bust at that White Fang hideout" he then states. "I am proud of you all. The White Fang, whether their cause is just or not, must be stopped to prevent further bloodshed"

"I assume you know of the bear right?"

Ozpin frowns and folds his hand on top of his desk. "Yes and I am very disappointed in you Torvi. I had hoped that your time with team RWBY and team JNPR would quell your bloodlust, but it appears that task is easier said than done. Mark my words Torvi Birgerdottir: if I hear anymore deaths attempted or made and evidence points to you, I will have no choice but to have you 'kicked to the curb' as they say". His voice held no argument. He was dead serious on that ultimatum. Torvi would have growled at the man but...

This Torvi is not the same Torvi.

Torvi smirks and crosses her arms. "Are you sure you want to do that?"

The headmaster looks at her in confusion. "Why wouldn't I? And please do not make any threats. That will do little to help your case"

Torvi chuckles as she walks to the window. She looks out at the vast sky, her smirk never leaving her. "You met the voices correct? The ones in my head?"

"Yes..." Ozpin answers.

"In my old world, shamans have many duties. One of which is giving guidance and counseling to those that seek us. Our voices help us. They help us gain an insight on people and the world"

Ozpin stands. "What is your point Ms. Birgerdottir?"

Torvi does not turn to him but continues looking outside. She chuckles ominously before she said. "I wonder if Salem is interested in some new blood"

Ozpin widens his eyes and steps back in shock. "H-How-?"

"How do I know? I just told you Ozma. It's power of the voices". The mention of his old name make him pick his cane up and he readies himself for any move she should make.

"Who are you?" Ozpin demands.

"What do you mean-?"

"Torvi was never like this. Unhinged? Yes. Violent? No doubt. This, however, is something she has never shown before"

"Torvi" quiets. The silence makes Ozpin tense up, not much, but slightly. "You're correct. I'm not Torvi". Before Ozpin could reply, she continues. "You know, now that I'm thinking about it, I don't want to associate myself with that name anymore. Just the mention of it is making me sick. Call me...". She thinks for a bit, tapping her finger on her chin. "Just call me Hella from now on. okay?"

The newly dubbed Hella turns around and chuckles at Ozpin's disposition. "Don't worry Headmaster. I won't tell anyone. Even if I did, it's not like they'll believe me". She continues on by saying, "Though, I'm sure Salem is willing to pay handsomely for someone of my talents. Just imagine how much I can make from telling her the location of both the maidens and the relics. I'll be loaded!"

Ozpins stands shock but that shock soon turns into anger. "You're willing to bring the end of this world for your greed? Truly, you are more heartless than Torvi could ever be"

Hella rushes Ozpin but she is blocked by his cane, preventing her hitting the man across the face. Her face shifted into a look of contempt. "Don't ever compare me to that beast again. And don't go spewing your ideals at me. The way I see it, this world is meant to be reaped of all it benefits. You just gotta have the ambition to do it" she threatens. She composes herself and stand straight. "Now, there is a way for you to keep my allegiance Oz" she states with a smile.

He frowns as he eyes her. "What is it?" he asks.

"Simple: An allowance"

Ozpins stands dumbfounded but then remembers her greedy side. "How much?"

"I'll be fair but just for this year. I'll start at the nice number of 690, 000 lien per month. Sound good?"

Ozpin frowns at the six digit number. If things continued the way they are, he could possibly be using school funding just to keep her content. Should that happen, the school and everything associated would crumble.

However, that avenue sounded much better than the alternatives. Salem with all four maidens and all four relics? The world would end from the gods returning and destroying everything.

He sigh heavily. "Sounds good"

Hella smirks. "Thank you for your time Headmaster". She then heads to the elevator. "I look forward to our partnership!"

She enters and exits the office. Ozpin sits back down at his desk and rubs his temple soothingly. The only sounds that could be heard were the gear on the ceiling and Ozpin's stressed breathing.

Later...

Hella hums as she walks back at the dorm. Life was going well, she thought. She has a good education, people like her, she looks hot, and now she has her own personal piggy bank. Life was going so well.

"Hey" a stern voice calls out at her. She recognizes the voice immediately and groans.

Ruby walks up to the shaman in her PJs. After their encounter with Hella, the group vented their rage at the gym. Only, Ruby wasn't venting any rage. She was venting out her frustration. Torvi never acted like that to her or any of her friends. Sure, she would get annoyed and yell at them but she has never physically harmed them. She had to be ill or something to explain her drastic change in personality.

That, and she stood undeterred in her beliefs. Torvi is a good person underneath all that predator motif. And she sure was not going to abandon her, no matter what her team or other people say.

"What do you want red?" Hella groans.

"Torvi, I want to talk-"

"Don't call me Torvi. It's Hella now" she states.

Ruby stares at her confused for a second. "W-What? Why? Your name is awesome!" she argues.

The shaman frowns and says, "My name is Hella now and Torvi's the name of a savage and I am not a savage"

"Then you aren't Torvi then. Who are you and what have you done with Torvi?" Ruby demands. She glares up at her while Hella stares back impressed.

"Heh. Gotta admit Ruby, didn't think you would catch on. No matter. It does nothing to me if you know" she says, dismissing Ruby's significance.

"What did you do to Torvi?" the redhead demands again. She was starting to regret not bringing her weapon with her.

Hella laughs in her face, mocking her. This brat was not worth her time and even if she told her every single detail, there was nothing she could do to stop her or bring Torvi back. "Why would you want that freak back anyway? Isn't she just a killer to you and your friends?" she chuckles.

Ruby glares and tightens her fists. "Torvi is extreme and a killer too but at least she doesn't hide who she is. At least she doesn't hurt her friends. She's a good person underneath it all but you... just a look in your eyes tell me that you are not a good person".

"And who made you the authority in what's good and what's bad? Don't make me laugh at you even more red" she starts to walk away from her and into the dorms. "Face it little girl. Torvi's gone and there isn't anything you can do about it. You can either live with me and get out of my way or-". She barely opens the door when she freezes and her eyes go wide.

Ruby was glaring at the back of her head but confusion was bleeding into her when she saw Hella freeze up. She walks cautiously to her. She goes to tap her shoulder only to jump in surprise when she pushes Ruby away and falls to the ground. She then begins to bang her head on the concrete sidewalk so harshly her aura blinks after each hit.

"STOP IT!" Ruby yells as she tries with all her might to stop the shaman from harming herself any further. She was too weak for her though as she continues beating in her own head over and over and over again until her aura finally breaks but she doesn't stop. She beats her head into the ground until blood smears on the pavement, no doubt from her severe and growing head wound.

Ruby pleads and cries for her to stop as she works to stop her. The shaman stops finally after a large smack and Ruby lets out a quick sigh of relief. The shaman gently pushes her away as she gets on her knees to look at Ruby. The young girl lets out a sharp gasp of shock at Torvi's bleeding forehead. The blood caught into her hair staining her blonde locks. The skin was scraping off and her eyes were dazed beyond anything Torvi has ever seen. Before she falls unconscious, the shaman speaks in her original voice with the exception of her pauses. Her accent returned and she looks up at Ruby sorrowfully.

"I'm sorry Ruby". She falls but Ruby catches her.

It was only a few seconds after that the rest of team RWBY ran outside. They heard Ruby's screaming and feared the worst only to find the redhead frightened and holding a bleeding shaman in her arms.

"Guys... something is very wrong with Torvi"

At the same time...

Ozpin rubs his head as he drinks another shot of whiskey. He never drinks unless it was a celebration or a severely stressful time. This was the latter. He was caught between a rock and a hard place.

He could lock Torvi away but with her immense strength and her knowledgeable mind, there was a low guarantee she would stay captured. The same can be said if he tried to kill her. She was just too strong and tricky to put down.

The elevator opens up but he does not bat an eye. Not until the new arrival takes his shot glass from him does he finally looks up to find a tall woman, about 5'8 and a half, with shoulder length black hair with black eyes

The biggest feature was the sun shaped marking scarred on her forehead.

Her attire consisted of a black-leather hooded trench coat with golden floral designs on the trims over a white blouse. She wore gray jeans with black knee-high boots. She had satchels and pouches strapped to her legs and belt. She also had steel armor as well covering her arms and shins with the same golden floral trimming. She looked about 17 if Ozpin had to guess.

Her expression was neutral as she and the headmaster regarded one another. She gave off a permanent sense of professionalism and elegance, like that of Weiss Schnee.

"A headmaster should not drink so casually" she chastised. Her voice was deeper than the average teenage girl and monotone as well. "Especially when you have visitors"

"And whom do I have the pleasure of speaking to?" he asked.

She closed her eyes and bowed in respect. "My name is Olivia Junta Headmaster Ozpin"

"And what is your business here?"

"I wish to enroll into Beacon Academy. If that is possible Headmaster"