I'm sorry for how short the last chapter is. I draw small little comics in my free time and ain't exactly the best at writing. imma try and get these chapters longer the best I can.

07:45

beacon transport shuttle

pov: nobody

"WOAH!" two voices yelled out in the crowded air ship. kiana and seele looked out the air ships windows at the city below.

"they're like kids whos never been on a plane" bronya said from beside fu hua. "senti is also quite delighted by the view." fu hua said and she looked at the two.

" the Herscher?" bronya asked.

" yes. she and I have been slowly getting on good terms with each other." fu hua sighed. "tho she can still be a bit much to handle"

" I bet. the bronya hated dealing with her" bronya shivered in the memories.

"FILTHY ANIMAL DONT GET NEAR ME"

fu hua turned just in time to see a man beating down on what looked like a horned girl. "HEY WH..." fu hua said as she was cut off by a purple blur.

the purple blur spent no time and lept into the air, her foot connecting with the man's face. "whats happening?" kiana says as the man gets sent into the ground.

kianas question would not be answered as the purple hair girl spoke face still hidden from the four girls veiw.

" you foolish person, how dare you put your feet where they don't blong"

kiana and fu hua froze. there was no mistaking that voice for these two. that voice was entangled in both their memory.

then they caught it, a glimps of her face. four pairs of blue eyes looked into bright yellow.

the person right in front of them was none other than the 2nd Herscher...

SIRIN.

" Fu Hua... we're not dreaming right?" kiana asked her eyes fixated on the girl. "no, no were not..."

7:45

Beacon academy

pov: Cecilia.

"that was so boooorrriiinngg"

I slumped down to the ground outside the meeting room. himiko stood above me. " how are you not bored, himiko?"

himiko looked at me and sighed. " because ive had to deal with meeting led by Teresa, now that is true torture." himiko said with a chuckle.

himiko murata... from what she told me she was a teacher at the school Teri founded, St. Freaya Academy. she also told me she thought my daughter kiana, and apparently died to save her.

"so what do we do now?" himiko looked at me, confused.

"himiko wernt you listening to ozpin... wait" thats how himiko did it. she just didn't listen and was in her own world the whole time... I smirked at her.

"don't you say a thing." she glared at me.

"don't worry, your secret technique is safe with me" I said to her. " anyway back to your question. our job is help the new students around."

"I hope I don't have to deal with another student like kiana." himiko sighed and looked at me." we already have enough of a trouble maker to deal with"

I giggle at himikos comment and look at the sky. for 3 years ive been here taking care of two troubled children. himiko has only been here for a year, even tho himiko said ive been dead for 18 years.

me and himiko continue chatting as we walked down the hall.

boy was this gonna be an intresting year...

time: unknown

place: unknown

pov: unknown

I stared into the purple sky that has been looming above me. it holds no comfort, no life, all it makes you feel is primal danger.

"so your the one whos been leaving half alive mutulated Grimm on my land." a cold voice calls from behind me.

thats right I wasn't alone rn. I turned to face the woman. her skin and hair was snow white, and her eyes was a deep crimson. she defiantly wasn't a normal person, think she'll let me dissect her?

" oh is that way these creatures are" I look at the creatures I dissected a few moments ago. they must have died cause their bodys began to dissipate.

my focus jumps back up to the woman. "so who are you?" I ask the woman, my gaze firmly locked on her eyes.

" Salem..." the newly identifyed woman responds to me as she stares at me. "...and you?"

"Dr. mobius and id like to dissect you, I was getting quite bored of all these other creatures."

alrighty. sorry for the lateness of this one, but here's a bit of an explination. I get sick alot and am very busy with work. finding the time from where I don't feel like death kissed me to when I'm not working is a struggle. but I'll try and continue this for as long as I can. but I'll leave this at the table if I dissapear for lets say a year without saying anything. it means im probaly dead, and if that happens I'll alow anyone to pick this story up.

with love from your sickly writer, see you next time.