I came to in the familiar plane of darkness to the sound of Dragon's cry, and not ten seconds later I was face to face again with the silver and gold beast.

*So, it only takes twenty four hours for the hatchling to get into trouble? I fear for our life already.* The beast said while shaking his head in disappointment.

"Trouble? I have no idea what you're talking about." When in doubt, deny everything.

*DON'T BE COY WITH ME WHELP!* He roared back at me. *Its only been a day and you've picked up a stray cat, indebted yourself to another magic user, AND fought and lost against a shape shifter!* Apparently Dragon wasn't having any of my shit today...tonight...right now.

"Ok, first off racist. Faunus are not animals. They're people that have been oppressed and just happen to have animal traits. Blake was nice. Second, considering we have no money, food, or shelter and Ozpin offered all three and MORE I wasn't going to pass on that. Lastly if the 'shape shifter' you're talking about was the drunk then I won that fight and the only shape he shifted from was standing to being one with a tree." I emphasized the shape shifter part with air quotes. I won that fight and he wasn't going to take that win from me.

*So you being knocked out by a tree branch counts as a win to you? HA! He struck the final blow not you. I'm not sure how, but I did feel a bend in the natural order of causality by an external force originating from him. I may not know exactly how but he struck the last blow and he won.*

...Dammit. Must be the semblance thing Blake mentioned something about semblances being able to do weird stuff. Maybe that was the drunks?

*Regardless while you are sleeping something within us changed. Someone has unlocked the manifestation of your soul. If you had your more advanced focus tools, you would be able to draw on them easier. Other than that our power protects you now both in and out of your transformed state it seems, so you no longer have to worry about rogue trees." At that he chuckled slightly. Asshole.

*It seems that once again our time is coming to an end. TRY to not die in the next twelve hours. Oh and I should mention that besides true magic, you also picked up some 'magic' tricks in your previous life. Like sleight of hand and oh escaping handcuffs.*

"Ok? Why is that important?"

*You'll see* He just replied ominously and with that he and the dark room faded and I woke up. Handcuffed to a bed. With pointing his sword at my face. Motherfucker just had to be a smartass.

"Ok, so I should mention I'm flattered but I don't appreciate you waving your 'sword' in my face. I don't swing that way." Ok granted Dragon had Just lectured me about staying alive and antagonizing an armed man while I was defenseless was probably not the best idea but I panicked.

With that he pulled away his sword...just enough to let it shift into its gun mode and then lower the barrels back to my face. "Say that again, I dare you. Give me one good reason not to pull this trigger."

Again still panicking I searched the room and saw Ozpin, just standing in the open doorway quietly sipping what I assume was coffee. I swear at some point I'll be able to make a top 10 list of assholes in my life.

"Ok, I'll give you one. Uncle Ozpin! Nice to see you! Care to give me a hand?"

With that the drunk looked in the same direction I was and saw Ozpin standing there. I could almost see the little hamster in his head working overtime to process what I said as he lowered his gun, sword, thing.

"Uncle...Ozpin? Ozpin since when did you have a nephew?"

"Since yesterday actually. I would appreciate it if you didn't threaten him with physical violence. He's a valuable investment, after all." He just calmly replied while sipping his drink.

"Gee, love you too Uncle Oz." I could see that I wasn't going to refer him as 'Fun' Uncle Ozpin. More like the one who shows up on Christmas and gives you socks then stops showing up after you turn 10.

"Dear nephew, care to explain why after going out of my way to accommodate you, you decided to attempt an escape?"

I just got up from the bed and pointed at him. "Ok first of all I had a rough day and couldn't sleep. I was going to work off some energy and try again. And then THIS asshole decides to use me as a punching bag because he got cock blocked!" This time I gestured at the drunk...with my other free hand. It took a second for me to process I had slipped my cuffs unconsciously and then another minute for me to realize the drunk had raised his weapon again.

"Qrow, care to explain?" Ah, the drunk had a name. Still not going to use it. I forever dub thee Drunk Asshat.

"Ok so I may have jumped the gun but you told me to watch a kid and I saw a leprechaun leave your room! I thought he was trying to make a run for it! I figure I'd knock him around a bit, knock him out, and then smooth sailing till morning. I didn't expect him to put up a fight. Or use some cheap tricks. Wasn't good enough though I still won. Heh." With that he lowered his weapon

"Hmmm and his Aura? Its unlocked now. How did that come about?"

"Oh that. Well, ya see after knocking this kid flat on his ass and out cold he had a head injury. I brought him up here to the infirmary and was nice enough to unlock his aura so he could heal faster." He proudly exclaimed while puffing out his chest. Ozpin just took a drink of his coffee again. Seriously how much is in that little cup?

"...You were too drunk to do First-aid weren't you?"

"...You can't prove that." This time the drunk grabbed his flask and took a swig. OK two top ten lists. One for assholes and one for people with annoying vices.

"Regardless, that's one less task for me to do. Speaking of tasks..." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a scroll like his and Mrs. Goodwitch's. "Here is your new scroll. Beacon standard. I trust you can work it out on your own. There's a map loaded of the school and it will also act as the key to your temporary room, also marked on the map, and your identification. I may not use it often but I do enjoy the comfort and privacy of my own room. You'll also need this..." He then passed me what looked like a debit card from my old world. "That card will let you access the funds I have set aside for your use. You can check the balance on the scroll and contact me if additional funds are needed. And just one last thing, Qrow?"

"Yea Oz?"

"I'd like you to meet your assignment for the next two months. You'll tutor young Magus Noir in combat. I'll send you details to your scroll later."

"WHAT?!" Both he and I exclaimed.

"As you previously saw he does possess combat potential in his altered state but I feel he may be lacking without it so you'll have to tutor him. Magus I'll introduce you some additional tutors but for now you and Qrow will go to Vale to procure some necessities for yourself. Assuming you feel up to it that is?" Normally I would have fought this but Ozpin just came through on parts of his promise from before so I had no footing to stand on.

"No Uncle Ozpin."

"Very good. Now if you excuse me, much to do, little time to do it in. I'll check on you later Magnus."

And with that he left me alone with the drunk. Immediately after was out of earshot the drunk and I locked eyes.

"I hate you." Again we both synchronized. I'll take Dragon over this asshole any day.

Author Note: Decided to use this chapter to take care of some loose ends, and since the OC was knocked out, another appearance by Dragon! He is tagged so I'll probably have him pop up from time
to time while the OC is asleep or out cold. Anyways new chapter should be up tomorrow.
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