Kelly was amazed at the idea of breaks from training and work, as well as other things many of these people seemed to take for granted, such as long hot showers. She remembered the showers at the Spartan camp had hot water for about thirty seconds, and the water stopped altogether after five, but the Spartans thought that was only because that was how long Mendez took to drink his coffee.

She mulled it over during her morning calisthenics with the rest of her team, nothing too heavy for them. Since they didn't know what they would be facing, they did a hundred or so reps to get the blood flowing in their enhanced frames.

They had gotten up two hours before breakfast so they would have time to shower and get to the library to gather information. They had retrieved a few uniforms each, as they had nothing else to wear except their under suits. "Ugh, how are these skirts practical, like at all," Linda said as a tailor helped her with her uniform.

"They let you move a lot, but it may take some time to get used to, but this weekend you can get new clothes." The tailor said standing up, "you're all done, the library is down two floors and on the left, you can't miss it, and could you send in your friend," she checked her list, "Kelly. And thank you for your patience." When all the uniforms had been received and fitted Blue team split up to research. Linda and John immediately gravitated towards the books on the science of Dust, while Kelly and Fred went to look for anything regarding the "Grimm" people kept mentioning. After researching for a while, they headed to the cafeteria and wolfed down food. Blue team had no idea what to expect, if some instructors were going to barge in and order them on a training run, missing most of their breakfast, then Blue Team was prepared. But they were only left bored as they waited for the next half hour for classes to start. The Spartans had learned to never take food for granted as they knew their meal could be interrupted anytime by some sort of instructor with a surprise training exercise. Plus, Kelly noted, the use of food as a reward was a good idea by Mendez, but it had left the Spartans hungry and not always at their peak performance, They watched teams RWBY and JNPR stumble in halfway through breakfast.
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"Why were they up so early?" Ruby asked, whiny and groggy, having not had any caffeine or sugar yet to jump-start her system. "I mean they do know they don't have to arrive at the exact start of breakfast right?"

"I heard them up at around five o'clock," Blake added quietly.

Yang moaned, "How do they get up so early?" promptly falling asleep in her pancakes, splattering syrup all over Weiss, who stomped off to change.

Ruby handed the schedules over to John who quickly passed them out to his team, all of which read it over thoroughly and quickly. When they were done Ruby said, "if you have any questions, go ahead and ask us or team JNPR, we don't bite, except maybe Weiss,

"Hey!" A voice called as Weiss re-entered the room, Ruby snickered.

"But that is about it, there aren't that many first years, so you there's pretty much one class, so, um, don't be shy." Ruby finished with a smile as John just stared at her unsure if the girl was waiting for a reply. He finally said,

"Ok" as Ruby took one last glance at the Spartan and skipped off.

1st year Beacon Schedule

7:00-8:00 Breakfast

8:30-9:30 Math with Prof. Oobleck

9:45-10:45 History of Remnant with Prof.
Oobleck

11:00-12:30 Combat Training with Prof. Goodwitch

12:45-1:45 Lunch

2:00-3:00 Grimm Studies with Prof. Port

3:00-5:00 Study Hall

5:15-6:15 Weapon and Dust Science with Profs. Ozpin and/or Goodwitch

6:30-7:30 Dinner

10:30 Curfew

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Linda noted that Professor Oobleck was quite an oddity. He seemed able to consistently teleport around the room, berate the students, ask questions, drink his coffee, and teach, all at the same time.

"Maybe that's his semblance, supernatural multitasking?" Linda thought as she watched Ruby get lectured for answering a question incorrectly. Linda enjoyed Oobleck's class as he was able to help students learn and improve their knowledge in a way that would help them in their later lives, (Ruby kept saying that he was so confusing, but at least he wasn't as useless as professor Port). Most seemed to have a hard time keeping up with his incredibly fast curriculum, Blue Team, however, was used to this as they had trained most of their lives under an A.I. Since the Spartans were completely unfamiliar with the history of remnant they answered most questions in history with, "I am not antiquated with that particular event" or something similar. Linda simply wondered at the fact that many of the others in the class did not seem to understand the math that Professor Oobleck was teaching. Deja had taught them what they would need to know for their craft and to excel the Spartans needed a superb understanding of almost anything needed for the design and creation of weapons and other UNSC tech that wasn't-classified, and this "new" math was incredibly easy compared to that.

From the Desk of Prof. Glinda Goodwitch

I simply thought; since the newcomers to our classroom have not been assigned weapons yet and most of the students need to learn this any way that for the next week or so I would teach mostly hand-to-hand combat. As usual, I announced this and gave a quick lecture on the basics, I noticed that the new students seemed to be paying attention better than the rest of the class and acted much more disciplined than I would expect from students who just fell out of the sky with nothing but clothes and a single combat knife. After I asked if anyone would like to volunteer to spar first the entire class raised their hands I decided that I would try to include the new students as much as possible, however, I wanted to give them an example first. I had two members of team RWBY come up; Blake Belladonna, and Weiss Schnee. The two girls stood on opposite sides of the ring and when I signaled for the round to start. they began to circle each other, each girl watching her opponent carefully. Blake suddenly launched herself toward Weiss, I had noted earlier that miss Belladonna had an unpredictable and unconventional, but well-executed style, and was not afraid to get close. Weiss was her polar opposites with a heavily regimented, formal Atlas style that emphasized keeping an opponent at a distance. Refocusing my attention back on the fight Weiss launched a kick at the taller girl, catching her by surprise knocking her back. I watched as the corner of Weiss's mouth twitched upwards in a slight smile, as Blake ran back at Weiss the heiress tried the same move, only to see Blake flip, leaping over the attack, after a quick struggle Blake had Weiss in a headlock, and knowing she couldn't get out of it Weiss decided to yield.

The two team members walked back to their seats, Blake with a slight smile, and Weiss looking angry, I added, "Miss Schnee, perhaps next time you would do better to change your move set based on your opponent's attacks, instead of trying to repeat counters, because most human opponents will not fall for the same thing again. And miss Belladonna, excellent use of a feint and the grappling, it was well executed, but I would've liked to see a more cautious approach, I understand you are used to having your semblance take the hit for you, but it is always better to take less punishment."

For the next round I wanted to see how capable this "Blue team" was so I called up one of their members, "Linda, and, is that your last" name gesturing to the large -058 on the display board, and asked who would like to fight her. Not nearly as many hands this time, only Pyrrha Nikos and Cardin Winchester. I thought that sending a newcomer in to fight with our top first year would be a little overwhelming, and Cardin did have a slower, less skilled fighting style, so I would prefer to send him in.

The fight started, and Cardin immediately charged at Linda and swung at her, she simply stepped away from the punch flying towards her face, almost casually dodging an aura enhanced blow. I noticed that Linda looked hesitant, almost as if she didn't want to attack, and kept glancing over toward her team in the stands. I realized that intervention was needed, I stated to the combatants, "Miss, Linda, the goal here is to fight back, not to avoid damage, please take action accordingly." The difference was immediate, as soon as Cardin came at her again, Linda dropped to a slide, and slid underneath the outstretched arm elbowing Cardin's knees as she slid by, before flipping over his head and planting her heel in his back as he fell forward, further speeding up his short journey to the floor. I checked the board and found that Cardin's aura was already depleted and the armor he was wearing took the hit, almost breaking it, keeping his spine from shattering. Linda looked almost as shocked as I did, almost as if she expected him to last longer, or something of the sort.

After seeing Cardin off to the infirmary I decided to have two members of Blue team fight each other to see what they could do. John and Fred. The two immediately charged at each other and started throwing incredibly fast volleys of punches and kicks, with equally fast parries and dodges. At first, it looked like a normal sparring match with a few mistakes but then I looked closer and realized both were trying to expertly maneuver the other towards the dent created by Linda smashing Cardin to the floor, the only place in the arena with uneven footing. I noticed that Fred was starting to gain an advantage over his teammate. The battle carried on for at least another few minutes like this, but eventually john was baited over the uneven ground and when he was unbalanced, even though it was short Fred quickly finished the fight with a swift punch that knocked about John off his feet and onto his back before sliding a good meter or two along the floor. I noted in my lesson plan that these newcomers seemed to be incredibly skilled, strong, and fast without the use of an aura. However, they seemed to be holding back, almost as if they don't want anyone to know their true level of skill and power.

I knew that the battlefield rarely comes down to a simple duel, so I decided to have a three-way battle to give an example for the students, I sent in Yang and Ren, along with the final newcomer; Kelly. At the beginning of the round Ren and Yang each had observed how the Spartans were very powerful in the other rounds, so they quickly teamed up against the newcomer. Ren launched a flurry of kicks toward Kelly, but she darted past him with speed that seemed insane compared even to her Blue team counterparts. Yang tried to jump Kelly from behind as Ren charged at them both, Kelly seemed to sense the blonde's strike and twitched her head out of the way so it simply glanced her shoulder, and launched her straight at the charging Ren. Ren reacted quickly, but it wasn't enough. Kelly grabbed his outstretched arm, spun towards his chest and whittled down his aura with a volley of elbows before jumping up, kicking off his chest, and sending him flying toward Yang, dropping his aura below the defeated line. This brought the match to a standard 1v1. Yang caught Kelly off guard and managed to land a hard hit on the girl's shoulder, but the powerful blow simply spun the girl around and into a new combat stance. Kelly just shrugged off what would have been a devastating blow to most before launching into a lunge with inhuman speed and promptly landing three blows before Yang could react, but the brawler wasn't done yet. Her eyes flared in rage, and she roared and lunged back into combat.

Yang managed to land another a hit as a flurry of blows flew towards Kelly. She dodged most of them, but one hit her left hip and knocked her off balance. However, she quickly regained her position, but something was different this time. It appeared to me that Kelly was favoring her right side. Yang saw this weakness and tried to capitalize on it by throwing a left hook feint, and then trying to slam Kelly with a punch from her right fist. It looked like it would be the finishing blow, except at the last second, Kelly caught the fist with lightning speed, using Yang's momentum to ram her stomach onto Kelly's knee, disintegrating what was left of the brawler's aura. I was honestly amazed. Kelly had faked an injury convincingly. If she truly had been hurt in the places were Yang hit her, there would have been no way that she could have caught that punch and then delivered that blow. She did it in such a small way that an experienced fighter would notice, but it wouldn't seem forced.

Kelly helped Yang up and walked back to her seat as if she pulled off impossible feats in the middle of a fight every day. The bell rang and the students filed out of the classroom, and for the rest of the day, I was left wondering who these strange, powerful kids were.