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"Greetings, citizens of this village."
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"If you wish to cherish your lives. Then offer me all of your faunus people."
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"You dare to challenge me, woman? It would be a one-sided fight if you fight me without any weapons."
"I don't need any. And I don't think a man such as yourself will be able to stand a chance."
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"HAHA! What a pitiful jest!"
Laughter was heard everywhere.
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"I am no mere man. And I can take you down with immense ease."
"show me."
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"The chief has fallen! Cease her!"
"You will pay for this!"
Everyone was fighting to protect. With all their might. They must not prevail.
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Everything went dark... Everything was fallen. Screams of agony. Blood splattered everywhere... Limbs and internal organs painted the once green grass.
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"Alder. Take Ceres and get out of here."
"B- But mom... What about you?"
"I'll take care of her myself. Hurry!"
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Everything went dark. And the only thing lighting up the area was fire... A warm and spine-shivering flame within a horrifying scenario.
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"MOM!"
"AH!" Alder Evergreen woke up from his sleep. Merely shookt from what he had seen from his nightmare. Or perhaps... a terrifying memory.
The mere reminder of that certain event brought shivers down his spine. They were fortunate enough to have survived that but the question whether if it will happen again or not remains unanswered.
He grunted. Rubbing his eyes awake. He looked to his left, through the window and noticed that the sun was almost at dawn. Alder was reminded that today was the day that his little brother Ceres was about to leave for Beacon. A school he was fortunate enough to get in, courtesy from the headmaster himself.
A week later after hearing that news. Here he is, excited to see his brother go to a very prestigious academy. Home to many prospective huntsman and huntresses.
Alder got up and went to his brother's room. Which was over by a tree house.
As he got up there. He was greeted by Ceres packing his things up. Most of which are his kits for making weapons. And of course, his weapons in general. But the latter would be needing some serious fixing as it would always find itself broken every time it's been used.
"Hey there, Champ." Alder spoke. Grabbing Ceres's attention.
"Oh, hey. Good morning." Ceres acknowledged as he turned to greet his elder brother.
"New day for ya' huh? How are you feeling?"
"I feel a bit nervous... But I can manage." Cere directed his gaze at one of his many weapons. Caressing the metallic surfaces with a longing look on his face.
"I know it's gonna be tough. But look at the bright side." Alder tries his best to reassure his little brother with some positivity.
Ceres huffed. He'll take the word from his big brother. "I never knew I got to skip two years and got applied to Beacon... And what makes this ridiculous is that this all happened after I had a fight with that hooded girl."
"You really got your butt kicked by some random chick huh?" Alder chuckled amusingly. Much to Ceres's dislike. Which he only scoffed. "I'd say you should thank her for that fateful encounter."
"Over my dead body." Ceres spoke coldly. He also hoped that he wouldn't get to see her face there considering they both go to the same academy now.
"Keep your chin up, lil champ." Alder patted his back to reassure the little Evergreen. Ceres huffed merely just to let out little amounts of his stress and nervousness. He looked through his window. The sun rays gleamed and glimmered through. Brushing against his skin and feeling it's warmth. He breathed in and looked beyond.
Out there is going to be a new start for him. And thus his hopes for breaking his fail streak.
[ Later on . . . ]
Alder was by the port. Sending his brother off with a prospective but genuinely ecstatic smile on his face. His hand waved a goodbye. Ceres returned the gesture as he made his way inside the ship.
Hours later. The ship had flew off to Beacon. The trip was a little slow, but Ceres took his time to get the butterflies off of his stomach. He gazed towards the distance, the mesmerizing view from above.
Vale was considerably a huge Kingdom. But even in this view, he never got to see his own home. He knew that though. But he still rather expected it nonetheless.
He glanced to his side. Taking a quick look at the many students attending the same school as him. There were many of them to count. In which he began to question how big Beacon academy is supposed to be.
If it's any bigger than Signal. Then he'd have some trouble navigating through the premises. If, of course. There aren't any maps or guides provided for them.
The mere thought alone once again made him lightly shiver as if a non-existent cold breeze just went through his body. It was an unpleasant feeling.
He tried to shake the feeling off by taking a deep breath. Feeling the weight of his bag before letting out. "This is honestly nerve-wracking." Ceres Evergreen sheepishly spoke with a bead of sweat trickling down his forehead.
Ceres's attention was directed towards the holographic screen. In which shows a newscaster. Relaying the recent happenings just a few weeks ago. "The robbery was led by a nefarious criminal, Roman Torchwick, who continues to evade authorities."
"...Roman... Torchick..?" Ceres muttered. Completely mispronouncing the criminal's name.
"If you have any information on his whereabouts, please contact the Vale Police Department. Back to you Lisa."
"Thank you Cyril... In other news. This Saturday's Faunus Civil Right's protest. When members of the white fang disrupted the ceremony."
"Them again?" Ceres muttered. He had been hearing a lot about these Faunus's lately but never had much background for all he knows. Either he doesn't care or he just had no time to show any interest of the matter.
The only thing that bothers him is why do they feel the need to make such acts towards races whom are still living beings in general. It just seems to him that these two races hate each other.
The Logical reason as to why? He has yet to know that.
"The once peaceful organization has now disrupted..." The news was suddenly cut of and changed in its place is a blonde haired woman. The same woman during that interrogation scenario just a week ago.
"Hello and welcome Beacon."
"What's her name again...?" Ceres muttered.
"-my name is Glynda Goodwitch."
"Nevermind."
"You are among a privileged few who have received the honor of being selected to attend this prestigious academy! Our world is experiencing an incredible time of peace. And as future huntsmen and Huntresses, it is your duty to uphold it."
"You have demonstrated the courage needed for such a task, and now it is your turn to provide with the knowledge and the training to protect our world."
The projection of the huntress named Glynda Goodwitch disappeared. Leaving only the reflections of everyone's attention.
"To protect our world..." Ceres repeated the words uttered by the blonde huntress. His gaze was once again directed through the window. Staring down at the seemingly peaceful Kingdom of Vale and it's peaceful citizens.
Would someone of his caliber be able to succeed such task to begin with?
His thoughts were then interrupted when he noticed a young blonde male right at the corner of his eye. Holding onto his stomach with a bothered expression.
"Ughh... I don't feel so good..." is what Ceres managed to catch the blonde male say.
"Guess not everyone's fond of flying." The lime haired teenager blinked a couple of times before merely shrugging his shoulders.
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That was until the blonde went close to him. Much to his discomfort. "H- Hey! Get away from me!"
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"WHAT THE HECK, MAN?! I JUST CLEANED THESE BOOTS!"
[ Later ]
Shortly after that trip... And Ceres's misfortune of having puke covering his leather boots.. The Airship landed by the drop off point on the cliff-side of what seems to be a part of Beacon.
Upon the ship's arrival. The passengers inside made their way through the exit. Meanwhile, a certain blonde male rushed his way outside, heading over to a nearby trash can before throwing up.
Ceres passed by him and simply gave the blonde a slight glare. Then looking down to his boots and saw the wet markings of the disgusting vomit which he thankfully managed to wipe off with a wet towel.
Ceres and the rest of the students continued on until he stopped as he came upon the full view of the campus itself.
Beacon Academy.
One look and you can pretty much say that it looks more or less like a luxurious school with all the marbles, pillars, and the like.
Through the long pathway towards the school entrance. Passing by the many lamp posts on the sidewalk, surrounded by a field of lushes of greenery. None of these were artificial and with just a deep breath comes the confirmation of fresh air.
Ceres looked beyond him. His eyes directed towards the school itself. He was genuinely in awe. "Yeah... Totally different from Signal.." The teenager muttered a point to himself as he heaves a gentle sigh.
His eyes wandered around the place and managed to catch the many sights of fellow students with their very own weapons. Ceres finds himself a little envious.
Sure he has like, plenty of weapons in hand. But none of these were official. If it weren't for the fact that they for some reason break so easily.
How is he able to craft such nifty - unique looking weapons only for them to shatter minutes into testing is something he never knew to comprehend.
Ceres continued his gaze upon the ever so elegant looking school. Sighing, he formed a smile on his face. "Welcome, new day." As he began to march forward. On his way to embrace his brand new start...
"Move it!" Only for him to be knocked over by a snow white haired girl stomping pass him.
He got up and glared towards her. "Hey! What was that for!?"
The female shot the same glare towards the male, before responding. "You were getting in my way!"
"You should've given me a proper warning! I mean, how should that I know I was in your way?!"
The girl stopped halted in her tracks and turned to him. A displeased expression were to be marked on her face. "If you hadn't been gawking!" she argued.
"I wasn't gawking!" Ceres retorted.
"Whatever. I've already dealt with another dolt just a few moments ago. No way I'm wasting my time on another one!" She said before marching off.
Ceres merely scoffed. "Whatever as well, princess!"
"She's a heiress." A voice corrected him. Ceres jumped in surprise as it came out of nowhere. As he turned towards the source of the voice. He saw a pale skinned girl with a wavy black hair and amber colored eyes.
She stood there, looking to where the so-called "heiress" had sauntered off to.
The male huffed. "Like I'd give a damn about her title." he said firmly. Just then, the girl offered a hand towards him. To which he reluctantly took. "T- Thanks..."
"You okay?" The girl asks.
"I don't think that fall-over was enough for me to receive any injuries... So yeah, I'm fine." Ceres chuckled embarrassingly. The girl then leaned in, taking a closer look at his facial features. Ceres sweat-dropped, not finding comfort at being stared at... especially if it's this close. "Um... excuse me..?"
"Your eyes are Jade." She pointed out. Ceres felt a slight sense of deja vu.
"Uhh... thanks...? What about it...?" He asked with narrowed eyes.
"Something about it just... reminded me of something..." She replied. A Look of nostalgia or calmness was hinted in her eyes. Seconds later, she shook her head. "hm.. Nevermind what I said... Sorry to waste your time." The girl walked and left Ceres. Whom the latter looked quite dumbfounded by what just happened.
"Thanks, again..?" Ceres muttered as he waved his hand. Before sighing. "They just come and go..." He looked at the time. He figures that before the beginning of a new school year. It would always start with an opening ceremony or an orientation.
And with that, he sets off to look for the auditorium. And what other easier ways to find it than to look for a building containing all of the students inside it.
[ A Few Moments Later ]
And thus, he found what he was looking for within a span of thirty minutes.
He was partially lost during his search, but at least he made it.
Almost everyone seems to be here, as Ceres could take a guess when he looked around the considerably big auditorium. There were no seats to be seen as all of the students were just standing. Leaving some open spots for those who have not arrived.
Ceres immediately rushed over to an empty spot and stood there. Now all he has to do for now is to wait for the program to start any time soon.
Once again, he takes a look around the auditorium. He could hear the audible chatters of the students echoing throughout the hall. He breathed in as he noticed a very notable detail ever since arriving at this very premises...
He definitely knew no one here. Well of course, Ceres hadn't made any friends at all even back at Signal. So at this point, he didn't find it surprising anymore thus far. So he kind of gotten used to it.
But it is also kind of depressing. But he himself won't admit that.
"A great future lies ahead of us." A feminine voice beside him spoke. Ceres glanced over towards the owner. It was of course a fellow student with an outfit that consists of a redish suit with a neck tie and a hat. A top hat, to be precise.
She looked like some sort of magician... Albeit, a tall one at that.
Ceres then realized. Was she talking to him? What should his answer be towards that... statement of hers? He gave himself a brief thought to muster up an answer; "I -I guess..?" What an unoriginal response that was.
The tall girl simply chuckled light-heartedly. "For all those who aspire to become a huntsman and huntress." She implied. Ceres literally got no utter clue of what she's talking about, but he simply just gave a respectful nod in response without anything much else to say.
He caught her stared at him in the eyes deeply for a moment. And she simply smiled. "You have wonderful eyes."
"Uh... thanks...?" Ceres could only let out. It has been three times since someone had ever pointed out his eyes. He wasn't sure why...
The chattering ensued but one girl with a bluish hair was trying to tell everyone to minimize their voices as noticeably on top of the stage, the headmaster of Beacon Academy, Ozpin, stood with his gaze directed in front.
The sounds of the microphone being tapped would grab everyone's attention. Ceres seemingly winced from it to which he gently covered his ears.
"I'll keep this brief." Ozpin began. "You have traveled here today in search of knowledge. To hone your craft and acquire new skills. And when you have finished. You plan to dedicate your life to the protection of the people."
"But I look amongst you and all I see is wasted energy in need of purpose and direction. You assume knowledge will free you of this. But your time at this school will prove that knowledge can only carry you so far."
"It is up to you to take the first step." Stepping off the mic. Professor Ozpin walked off the stage whilst Miss Goodwitch took his place behind the microphone.
"You will gather in the ballroom tonight. And thus tomorrow, your initiation begins. Be ready. You are dismissed."
As this was formally addressed to everyone. It had left themselves to think. Questions, assumptions, expectations and whatnot. Ceres remained in his position, though looking slightly nervous about the upcoming initiation that they needed to take.
What will he expect? He has no clue but to anticipate. "This is honestly more nerve-wracking than the exam's I take in Signal..." The teenager mutters to himself as a sigh escapes from his mouth.
[ Location ] [ Beacon Academy - Ball Room ]
Nothing eventful had happened right after the announcement at the auditorium. So thus, the night falls and all of the students had prepared themselves to go to bed. With their nightwear on and sleeping bags neatly placed.
Ceres on the other hand took his spot right next to a stage. Completely isolating himself from everyone he never knew of.
"I bet Alder is gonna up and tell me to socialize." Ceres mumbled as he was checking up one of his weapons. Mainly the dust powered Hammer he once used against Ruby Rose.
As he was trying to tighten up the screws in place. But unfortunately, to his once again misfortune, the head of the Hammer came off and fell down to the floor. Causing a loud thud that momentarily caught everyone's attention.
He winced at the sight of his broken hammer before apologizing to everyone about the sudden noise. "Give me a break..." he groaned as he tries to pick up the fallen piece. But not before another hand had reached out for it instead. Causing Ceres to halt and look at the person in front of him.
A female with short orange hair and turquoise colored eyes.
"Looks busted." She bluntly said before handing the Hammer's head back to Ceres.
"Thanks..? I guess.." He let out as he took it by his hands.
"Name's Nora Valkyrie! Nice to meetcha fellow hammer user!" The girl suddenly greeted to which startled Ceres at how loud and cheery her voice was.
"W- Wha-" He stammered for a bit. Unsure of what to say at that very moment.
"Nora, Can you not be too loud?" Another person came upon in a voice of a male. Scolding the girl in front of Ceres.
"But Ren! Look!" The girl - who's now named as Nora - pointed at the weapon within Ceres's hands. "It looks beautiful! Hey, you wanna spar with me some time?" She said to him with a big smile on her face.
"Uh... W- What?" Ceres let out in confusion and with the feeling of discomfort.
"I'm sorry about her. She's just like this." The other male said calmly as he took Nora's arm and begins to drag her away. "Come along now."
"I'm serious about what I said!" Nora yelled, waving her arm at Ceres. "Look forward to it only if you pass!"
And thus. They were out of sight. Ceres was left alone, completely baffled from what has transpired. "...Was that a threat?" Ceres asks to no one in particular with the tilt of his head. He sighs. Staring at the piece of metal in his hands, then towards the other, which was the shaft.
How many times has he had to keep fixing his weapons? He still cannot seem to find a way to keep them from ever breaking. Though the weapon in question isn't something he'd call an official one.
Neither are the others that he had built.
Ceres kept thinking of a good weapon design over and over and over and over. But it just seems like he'd end up building a weapon type that is already very common. The only difference - somewhat - is that it functions differently.
To his observation thus far.
"There." Ceres huffed after finally attaching the last screw. He held up the hammer and it seemed fine... for now. "Now, how are you going to break the next time I use you?" He says sarcastically.
Momentarily after Ceres tucked his weapon away. He finally went to sleep...
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Well there were some disturbances that occurred. Sources came from a group of girls.
He only had to cover his ears.
[ The Next Morning ]
[ Location ] [ Beacon Academy - Locker Rooms ]
"ughh..." Ceres Evergreen heaves a sigh of utter frustration after having to be given the unanticipated morning greeting from the same girl who came up to him last night.
He was not very pleased by any means.
After having to dress up for the day, and having the displeasure of not having a single piece of pancake for breakfast. He was currently within the locker rooms where all of the students kept their weapons in. For him, this is where he kept most of his weapons in.
There were a lot that to the point where his hammer wouldn't fit so he had to carry it with him. It would happen to be the only weapon that he ends up carrying around whilst the others ended up being packed inside his bag.
Putting each and every one of his weapons inside of the bag. He takes a small glance around the room and could notice few people that he recogizes. And by that, these are just the people he had a very fateful encounter with.
He saw Nora and Ren on one side of the room. The latter was quietly taking his weapons out of his locker whilst the former was talking something about a secret signal.
"Nora?"
"Yes, Ren?"
"I don't think sloths make that a lot of noise."
"Exactly..." Ceres quietly muttered in agreement.
"That's why it's perfect! No one will suspect the two of us working together!"
That had Ceres thinking. While being in this upcoming initiation. Will he be teaming up with anyone? If that's the case, then he had the thought about asking anyone here if they could team up with him.
The main problem is just that, despite meeting them, they were all still complete strangers to him. He sometimes hated that fact that he's an introvert. "I forgot Alder told me that this is guaranteed to happen... Why must it be mandatory to team up...?"
Meanwhile. A certain white haired heiress was striking up a conversation with a crimson haired girl from the orientation. Weiss Schnee and Pyrrha Nikos.
"So, Pyrrha." Weiss began. "Have you made any plans on whose team you're gonna be on? I'm sure everyone would be eager to unite with such a strong and well-known individual such as yourself."
The person named Pyrrha went in a thought upon the question. "Hmm... I can't say I have. I was planning on letting the chips fall where they may." She replied with a kind smile.
"Really?~ Then why don't you and I be on a team?" Weiss smiled back with a hint of devious intent.
"That sounds grand." Pyrrha nodded.
"Great!" The heiress spoke in response. But deep within her thoughts...
"Perfect! The strongest girl in school combined with the smartest girl in school! We'll be unstoppable! I can see it now... We'll be popular! We'll be Celebreties! We'll get perfect grades! Nothing can come between us now!"
"Oh. Miss Nikos." It was at that moment. Weiss's thoughts were interrupted when another voice came. A female with with a top hat on her head. And a cape worn over her shoulders.
"Pyrrha is fine. Rhodonite." The red head spoke. Acknowledging the new person standing in between them. "I had an inkling feeling that I'd see you at this Academy."
"I would say the same as well. A fair maiden such as yourself with a commendable skill would surely be acknowledged by the higher-ups." The other girl said with an elegant demeanor.
"...who's she..?" Weiss leaned in to Pyrrha to whisper. But the question wasn't fallen on deaf ears by the other girl.
A hand to her chest, she introduced herself. "My name is Rhodonite Von Sulphurtin III. Pleasure to meet you. Miss Schnee. I've heard such wonderful praise given to your family." As she said this, Weiss held a proud smile on to her face. Finally.. Another recognition and respect. "And some, regarding questionable acts that your family company has to offer." Or maybe not..
"Excuse me!?" Weiss let out in disbelief. This was basically the same scenario from yesterday. She was literally fuming right about now. The nerve of someone like her to say something like that. "The nerve-.. Who do you think you are!?"
"Me? I'm a sulphurtin of course. I do suppose you have not heard of us?"
"Not really..." Weiss admitted. How come she has not heard of her? Is what the heiress would ask herself.
"They're basically known for their passion for fighting and their expertise of explosives." Pyrrha explained to her.
"Explosives...?" Weiss let out questioningly.
"The legal kind. Worry not." Rhodonite waved off Weiss's concern with a gentle smile on her face. "It's mostly for our high-class weapon making."
"Your family is also responsible for the weapon makings?" Weiss said in surprise.
"Well, mostly. Because of how people nowadays are smart enough to craft their very own weapons. We'd rarely get any orders. The people of menagerie would often just come by to ask for some training and whatnot."
"Menagerie? Where majority of the Faunus's live?"
"Do you have some sort of problem with that?" Rhodonite asked, with an unimpressed look on her face. And it seems as though she is offended. Though, Weiss wasn't sure as to why.
"Nothing Major." The Heiress replied.
"I see." Rhodonite nodded before holding out her hand to Weiss. "Well then. Whether or not you are a part of a very controversial company. I would still lend a helping hand towards a future warrior of Remnant." Weiss was still rather offended by that statement. But regardless, she took her hand. "Let's give it our all."
"Likewise." Weiss replied.
"Now, I hate to leave our conversation rather short. But let's be sure to catch up on each other the next time we meet. Alright?" Rhodonite said to both the ladies.
"It would be my pleasure." Pyrrha said with regard. Weiss simply nodded in response before Rhodonite Von Sulpurtin makes her leave.
"Should we team up with her as well?" Weiss let out.
"Perhaps. If we were able to. Then we would be lucky enough to have her on our team." Pyrrha said. "Besides. I mostly got my training from her. And she's rather strict on that department."
"Really now? If that's so. Then it would really be a great idea!"
It was at that moment, a blonde male popped up in between the two as he leaned against he locker. "You know what else is great? Me, Jaune Arc. Nice to meet you." The blonde said in a try-to-sound-tough tone. But failed.
Weiss groaned. "you again..?"
"Nice to meet you, Jaune!" Pyrrha Nikos greeted Jaune much more pleasantly. But was ignored.
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Meanwhile.
Ceres finally finished packing all of his weapons inside. He had quite some trouble with his throwable blade as it keeps on ripping his backpack. Luckily. He brought a sewing kit in case of emergencies. "There. That should do it." He sighs.
But then, he flinched when he heard a loud thud. Apparently, a certain blonde male was sent flying across the locker room. Pinned against the wall by a bronze javeline. Luckily, he wasn't impaled as the blunt end only pierced through his hoodie.
"Sorry!" Ceres heard someone apologize. A Red haired girl running up to the blonde with concern.
"What a weird bunch..." Ceres said sheepishly.
[ Later on ]
An hour later. Everyone was now gathered at the cliff-side. Each and everyone stood side by side. Weapons in hand, they await for Professor Ozpin's instructions.
"For years, you have trained to become warriors. And today, your abilities will be evaluated in the emerald forest." Ozpin announced.
"Emerald forest?" Ceres muttered to himself as he looked beyond the cliff and noticed a vast lushes of greenery from below. It could either be that it is named Emerald Forest because of it's color. Or something else.
He redirected his attention back in front as Glynda Goodwitch stepped up. "I'm sure you've all heard rumors regarding assigning your teams at beacon. Allow us to put an end to your confusion."
"Each of you will be assigned teammates."
"Today."
"W- Wait.. Do they mean, on the spot..?" Putting an end to their confusion. Ceres was even MORE confused.
Ozpin then spoke up again. "These teammates will be with you for the rest of your time here at Beacon. So it is within your best interest to be paired with someone with whom you can cooperate." He took a sip from his mug. "With that being said. The first person you make eye contact with after landing will be your partner for the next four years."
"Landing?" Ceres let out. Whatever could they mean by that statement.
"Once you've partnered up, make your way to the northern end of the forest. You will meet opposition along the way."
"Do not hesitate to destroy everything in your path, or you will die." Ozpin bluntly said. Ceres could feel the sweat trickling down the side of his head. How nerve-wracking this was.
"You will be monitored and graded for your performance during initiation." Ozpin continued. "But our instructors will not intervene. You will find an abandoned temple at the end of the forest containing several relics. Each pair must choose one and bring it back to the top of the cliff. We will regard that item, as well as your standing, and grade you appropriately."
"Any questions?"
"Um... sir?" Jaune Arc raised his hand.
But was swiftly ignored. "Good. Now, take your positions."
Noticing everyone else in their lowering stance. Ceres did the same thing, but there was still that one question in his mind that was left unanswered.
"Um... Sir? I've got questions." Jaune Arc spoke. "So... about going to the forest. How are we getting there? Are you like... dropping us off?"
"No, you will be falling." Ozpin flatly said.
"Falling?" Ceres repeated. As he looked around, he noticed that each students were catapulted off by a springboard right below them. And it was then he noticed that he and Jaune was standing on one as well. "uhhh..."
"Okay, so did you hand out parachutes or something..?" Jaune continued.
"No. You will be using your own landing strategy." Ozpin tersely replied.
"Uh-huh... I see.. So what exactly is a landing strateg-EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Jaune screamed as he was flung in the air without his warning.
Ceres saw this and immediately panicked. "W- Wait! What is a landing strategy? Are we really not gonna have any parachu-SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTT!" And thus, he was catapulted in the air as well. Forgetting the fact that he was right next to Jaune and he was next to be flung into the vast forest.
Ozpin watched as the future warriors of Remnants sail through the air. And into the forest of possible death...
as he casually sip his coffee.
[ To be continued ]