Narrator: Legends. Stories scattered through time, Mankind has grown quite fond of recounting the exploits of heroes and villains. Forgetting so easily that we are remnants, byproducts, of a forgotten past.

Man, born from dust, was strong, wise, and resourceful, but he was born into an unforgiving world. Inevitable darkness — creatures of destruction — the creatures of Grimm - set their sights on man, And all of his creations. These forces clashed, and it seemed the darkness was intent on returning man's brief existence to the void.

However, even the smallest spark of hope is enough to ignite change, and in time, man's passion, resourcefulness, and ingenuity led them to the tools that would help even the odds. This power was appropriately named "Dust".

Nature's wrath in hand, the man lit their way through the darkness, and in the shadow's absence came strength, civilization, and most importantly, life.

But even the most brilliant lights eventually flicker and die. And when they are gone... darkness will return.

So you may prepare your guardians, build your monuments to a so-called "free world", but take heed... there will be no victory in strength.

Ozpin: But perhaps victory is in the simpler things that you've long forgotten. Things that require a smaller, more honest soul.

2 hours after being disowned*

Jaune while Walking through the forest gets a visit from 2 ghosts one was blue Qui-gon-jin, And the second was red, Darth Reven. They told him about the Force, And how the Force asked them to train him.

Jaune:What...the...hell?

(A/n:sorry that this kinda short, I've been trying to figure out how I was going to do this)