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She wasn't sure this day could get any worse. First she wakes up with that accursed curse, then she gets coerced into "assisting" that dastard's master, Darth Melaion, then she gets sent Force knows where, then she is attacked by those, monstrosities, THEN to top it all off she meets the dastard himself. And then they fought, and she almost lost, all because she lost her composure.

Of course, most people could be excused for that under those circumstances. But she should have been able to control it. Her master would be displeased with her. She wondered where exactly she were, she had never heard of creatures such as those that had attacked her earlier. Other than that, unless Wayle had been exaggerating or lying, the former being unlikely and the latter being far more likely, had she been anyone else, then the curse put on her should mean that no matter where she was in the galaxy, she would still sense Darth Melaion like he was right next to her, but she didn't.

She shook her head, it would do her little good to get stuck on thoughts like that, right now she needed to find a place to rest and possibly get some information to help her figure out where she was. Maybe find Wayle again and ask him? No, he would never let the fact that she had asked him for help go. Her pride would never let her ask him for help.

A loud crash brought her out of her thoughts. She stopped just in time to see a massive black form sail past her, crashing down into some trees before dying with a shudder. Turning towards where it came from she saw two odd things, a little girl with orange hair and a massive robotic weapon.

The girl's orange hair was short and curly, reaching to about her chin, with a pink bow on the back of her head. She had bright green eyes. She was wearing a beige blouse with slightly puffed up sleeves and a grey overall skirt. Her neck looked like it had a black collar with green lines over it and she wore similar stockings. On her feet she had a pair of black shoes.

The real eye catcher was the large droid next to her. It was large, easily larger than the beast that had been sent flying earlier. It had a dark grey and beige patterned paint scheme, it was bipedal and its arms was two cannons. It also seemed to have a number of sensors and missile launchers on its shoulders. It looked tough, but if she had to she was confident she could take it down.

"Salutations stranger! What are you doing in a place such as this?!" The orange haired girl exclaimed cheerfully.

"Identify yourself. You have trespassed in a military testing area." An adorable feminine voice echoed out from the droid. "We will have to ask you to surrender yourself and come with us. Resistance will be met with force."

Amara had no wish to fight here. If played correctly this would be an excellent opportunity to gain information on this planet. She actually wished she had listened to Wayle when he talked about infiltration now. This was just that type of situation, and he was, though she was loathe to admit it, far better than her at it.

She held up her hands. "I surrender. I had no idea that this was a restricted area." She replied, it was the truth, she had no idea where she was.

-Break—

Wayle wondered what Amara was doing right now. He was concerned how much she might mess things up for him by revealing things he wanted kept secret. He had tried searching for her, put it seemed she was either dead, which was unlikely to say the least, or she had supressed her presence, which would be a good sign as that meant she had cooled off a bit.

He sighed, it was difficult meditating under these circumstances, and the silent looks from Ruby and Weiss didn't help at all. They had woken up early, some sort of silent agreement between the members of team RWBY so they could accompany him on his morning routine. They had watched him go through it silently, probably trying to figure out more about him from it. Although it seemed like Weiss had been captivated by his muscles and his graceful movements, something which was reinforced by the blush she had worn through most of it.

"Wayle? What is it? You seem troubled again. Is it yesterday's events?" Ruby tentatively spoke up, seemingly worried she was disturbing him.

"I am fine. While I am worried about yesterday's events, I cannot do anything about it right now." He opened his eyes and turned towards them. "That reminds me. Weiss, you are familiar with the usage of dust, correct?"

His question seemed to have caught her off guard as she slightly jumped from shock. She quickly recomposed herself though, and soon there were no signs of it.

"Of course I am. I'm the heiress of the Schnee Dust Company." She almost seemed a bit upset. "What kind of stupid question is that?!"

"Forgive me, but I am unfamiliar with it myself and wanted to ask you to teach me a little about it. Can I beg you to do so?" He made a gesture of reverence and respect, something that had been harshly beaten into him by his master. If he was to beg, he would do so reverently and with all respect he could muster, what was he used to say.

Weiss looked lost for words for so many reasons Wayle almost thought she might explode.

"Of… of course you can! I just… thought you were more familiar since your Gram is just like my Myrtenaster. That is all." She seemed a bit nervous, and not a small bit confused.

"I can see why you would think so, but alas, I have only recently come into possession of it and while it is a fine weapon, and the potency of dust is undisputable, the order that taught me did not use it at all." He spoke the truth, although he left out just why they didn't use dust.

"I see… How did you get the sword then?" Ruby chipped in, her question so innocent and curious you had to wonder if she even understood the implications.

"It was given to me as a gift from the academy. My old weapon was no longer usable so I was in need of a new one, and the headmaster saw fit to donate one of the spare weapons in his care." Wayle had no doubt about why it was in the possession of the academy. Most likely it had belonged to a previous student who died with none to come and claim it for his family.

"Oh. So that's how it is." Ruby's eyes widened at the revelation.

"Yes, that is how it is. So, when is a good time for you to start?"

"Hmm, how about after class? You usually train more during that time, right?" Weiss pondered his question a bit before answering.

"Yes, that will work for me. Shall we start today or do you need some time to prepare?"

"Today should be fine."

"Good, then that is settled. We need to get back or I will not finish before classes begin."

-Break-¨

They had met back up in one of the training fields belonging to the academy after classes was over. Weiss had brought an entire suitcase with the Schnee family symbol on it.

"Okay, first thing to remember, Dust in powder form is volatile, a simple sneeze is enough to cause a reaction." Weiss had started lecturing him about the dangers of Dust.

She then proceeded to show him how to load the revolving Dust chamber built into Gram.

"I see. So this needs to be done with care, or I run the risk of blowing myself up?" Wayle asked, more to make sure he remembered it than because he didn't understand. 'Sounds safer than using that form of Storm at least.' He frowned slightly at the memory of the most dangerous Force Power he had knowledge of.

"Exactly, so always use the utmost caution when handling it." She seemed to have caught his frown as she continued. "But it would take a large amount of it to actually cause harm with your Aura protecting you." If she knew that he couldn't actually use Aura she might never have decided to teach him, but since that was the only explanation for his powers she didn't.

He simply nodded in response. "So, how do I choose which type to use?"

"You simply spin the chamber. It might take some time to get used to, but if you persist you'll get the hang of it." She smiled encouragingly.

"So how do I activate it?" That was the part most likely to be a problem.

"Just use your Aura. It should be simple." He was afraid that would be the answer.

He drew a deep breath, focusing himself. Then he spun the chamber till he had selected the light blue dust. He reached into the weapon with his power, sensing the substance. He suddenly realised that it was different from what he had imagined, it reacted to the Force, similar to the crystal in his lightsaber.

He willed it to activate, causing light blue lines to appear along his sword. He slashed out with it, causing a wave of ice to flow out from the blade edge.

"Okay, it doesn't quite work the same way Myrtenaster does it seems. Either that or your Aura causes it to act differently." Weiss looked out over the frozen wall and targets with wide eyes. "Either way, that was kind of impressive."

"That also used up all the light blue Dust I had." Wayle remarked dryly.

"That is to be expected, it just means you haven't gotten the hang of it yet." She sounded excited for some reason.

"It seems I will have to experiment more, this is simply fascinating." Wayle's expression was that of a scholar who had just found a new field of study, a combination of intrigue, wonder and excitement. 'This could be very useful indeed.' A wicked smile that caused a shudder to run up the spine of those who saw it formed on his lips. Weiss on the other hand had been busy thinking and had missed it.

"I would be glad to help you whenever I can." An odd glimmer could be seen in her eyes as she made her offer.

"Your assistance is much appreciated." Weiss looked so happy most people who knew her would have a hard time believing it was her.

Wayle just knew things would get complicated sooner or later. He would prefer never.

-Break-

Wayle found himself in the headmaster's office once again. They had called him shortly after he had finished training with Weiss. He doubted it was about the accident with the ice, especially considering the teachers in the room. Apart from him, Ozpin and Glynda, Professor Port and Doctor Oobleck were also present.

"So Wayle. While I understand your desire for secrecy, I am afraid we simply must know what happened in Forever Fall." Ozpin started the questioning that Wayle had suspected.

"Very well." He sighed and straightened out, letting his bearing become that of his Sith persona. The teachers flinched ever so slightly at the sudden change in the youth's presence. "But what I am about to say must stay within these walls."

"As long as it is within reason to do so." Ozpin agreed only partially. Wayle supposed that was the best he could get out of him.

"I said that I had faced a powerful foe, one that I had driven away. This was true, to a certain extent. I called my foe "it", but it was in fact a "she"."

"So you mean to tell me it was a person and not a creature of Grimm?" Glynda questioned him.

"Yes, her name is Amara Burton, and she is an old acquaintance of mine."

"And does she also have abilities like yours?" The rapidly spoken question could only have come from Doctor Oobleck. Wayle had long suspected they had at least been filled in on some of the reason behind his enrolment.

"Yes, we share similar abilities, but while she is the superior swordswoman, I am stronger in the more… "arcane" of our abilities." Wayle wasn't sure how exactly to put things without outright telling them about the Force.

"So she is then not as potent with her lightning and telekinesis as you are?" Port decided to ask something a bit odd.

"What makes you think she also has lightning and telekinesis?" Wayle narrowed his eyes at the portly man.

"You said that you "share similar abilities". It then stands to reason to assume that you share a basic power set." Port continued. His reasoning would have made sense in a world where people didn't have different powers all over the place.

"It is extremely unlikely for two people to share the same semblance." Wayle decided to counter with the logic of their world.

"True, it is exceedingly rare to find two people with the same Semblance. But that is assuming you use a Semblance." Port said something that should be absurd.

"Yes, there is no way lightning and telekinesis can come from the same Semblance, and it is unheard of for someone to have two." Glynda decided to give her thoughts on the matter. Wayle suspected she had been mulling it over for a long time now.

"Then it only stands to reason to suspect that it is a power other than Semblance!" Oobleck followed it up.

Wayle looked at the people in the room. None of them betrayed anything on their faces, but he could sense their trepidation at his response.

"It is as you assumed a power different from your so called "Semblance". I will not speak further of what it is or what it can do. Not unless it becomes unavoidable." Wayle decided to impart just a hint of the truth to them. "Needless to say, Amara is nowhere near my level in that area. Regardless, she could still easily do what you on the recording."

"You are implying that you were holding back during that battle?" Ozpin finally spoke up again, the others too stunned at his words.

"Yes, I prefer to not use my full power when it is not necessary. That is all I will give on this matter." He turned to leave.

"Before you go Wayle. What do you feel would be the most prudent action if any of the students meet Amara?" Ozpin asked one last question.

"Run and hope she does not want to kill them. Even team RWBY or JNPR would most likely not come out of a battle against her unscathed." Wayle gave his honest opinion on the matter as he entered the elevator.

"Do you still feel it is a good idea to keep him here?" Glynda questioned Ozpin after the elevator doors had closed behind Wayle.

"Now more than ever before." Was the only reply.

Author's notes: And another chapter. What did you think? Did I mess someone up? Or was it just like them? And who do you think that was in the Paladin that Amara encountered? Feedback is appreciated, I think it is really fun to read your reviews. At least most of the time. I would also like to say once more that I have started a poll for this story. You can find it on my profile. Please vote, it would mean a lot. I hope you enjoyed and that you have a nice day.