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Okay, one last thing before I jump into the chapter. Just today, I posted the first chapter to an original story I'm writing that has absolutely nothing to do with Bryce or Sigma, but I honestly hope you will enjoy it. It's been an ongoing project of mine for a while, and I've loved writing chapters for it every minute. It's on and is under the username Deathmaywrite, as it is here, and it's called Ruby's story. It is not inspired by RWBY, so let me get that out of the way before someone asks, but I would greatly appreciate it if you'd read it and share it with your friends. It's an interesting concept that I hope you'll enjoy. Also, if someone can help me make a better summary for it after you read the first two chapters, that'd be greatly appreciated. I couldn't think of one that wouldn't give stuff away, so... yeah. Now finally, FINALLY ON WITH THE CHAPTER!

Spotting the truth

Ruby felt panicked. She'd been too focused on the fight and escaping to the nearby bullhead to notice, but now that she did, she felt scared.

"Where's Bryce," She asked Ms. Goodwitch as they ran the last couple yards to the bullhead.

"He stayed behind to cover our escape," Ms. Goodwitch's response was calm and confident. Everything Ruby wasn't feeling now.

"What! We can't leave him, he'll never make it." ruby was scared to lose a friend. She knew it was a possibility of the job, but that didn't mean she could accept it happening to someone she knew.

"Ms. Rose I may show disdain for Mr. Anderson in class, but I am one hundred percent confident in his ability to make it back safely." Yang, Weiss, and Blake were now standing by the two on the bullhead. "You need to stay here and wait for Mr. Anderson's return. We won't leave till then, but trust him to make it back of his own ability."

"I… I…" Ruby felt conflicted. On one hand, she didn't want to disobey Ms. Goodwitch. But she also wanted to help her friend. She couldn't leave him to fight that horde on his own. No matter what Ms. Goodwitch thought, no one, not even the heroes in her stories, were good enough to fight that many Grimm on their own. As she tried to figure out what to do, she remember something her mother, Summer Rose, had told her, three months before her death.

"Mom, what I can't figure out what I should do," a four-year-old Ruby whined, "I want Kyane and Toko to be friends, but I don't know if I should do anything about it. What if it makes things worse." Smiling, Summer took Ruby's head in her hands.

"Ruby, when your head fails you, turn to your heart to decide your actions. You'll find more often than not, it has the answer you're looking for."

Ruby looked at her chest and poked where her heart should be. "Hey, if you got answers buddy, spit 'em out. I'm really confused."

Summer Rose laughed at her daughter's antics, which made Ruby pout. She looked adorable, but Summer knew she had to help. "That's not what I meant dear. When I said turn to your heart, I meant ask what your gut instinct says you should do or what you feel you should do, not what you think you should do."

"Oh," Ruby nodded, even though she still didn't understand it. Summer noticed the false look of understanding Ruby had on her face, and sighed, ruffling the little girl's hair.

"Don't worry, you'll understand it one day."

As she looked back on the memory, Ruby finally understood what her mother had taught her all those years ago. Putting her thoughts aside, she tried to find what she felt she should do. After a moment of soul-searching, Ruby knew with full confidence what she had to do.

"I won't lose my friend!" Ruby shouted, jumping off the bullhead and charging of to where they had been gathered earlier.

"Ms. Rose, wait!" Ms. Goodwitch called out, but Ruby kept running.

"Ruby!" Yang's cry caused Ruby to falter for only a brief second. Yang's fear was plastered all over her face as she turned to Ms. Goodwitch. "I need to go get her."

"Ms. Xiao-Long, you need to wait here.I will go after them."

"Please, Ms. Goodwitch, I can't just sit here and wait. I need to go get her my myself." Yang pleaded.

"Ms. Xiao-Long, sit down and w-"

"I AM NOT LEAVING HER OUT THERE!" Yang yelled, her eyes turning from lilac to blood red, "I ALREADY LOST HER MOTHER, I WON'T LOSE HER!" Yang roared as everyone tears streamed down her face. She was shivering in fear, obviously scared of what could happen to her sister. "I will NOT stand by and let something happen to her. Not as long as I'm alive." Ms. Goodwitch was silent for a moment before she sighed and nodded.

"Fine. You may go, but take our team with you."

"Team JNPR would like to go as well," Jaune interjected, before anyone else could say anything. "Ruby is easily my best friend, and I want to help her," glancing at Pyrrha and bowing his head a little, Jaune stuttered a little, "I also owe Bryce for something."

"Alright. Just make sure you hurry back. I won't risk the safety of all my student for you. If it comes down to it, this bullhead will leave you behind if you don't get back in time, so be quick about it."

"Yes Mam!" All seven students nodded, before going off in the direction Ruby had ran. Ms. Goodwitch watched them anxiously as they ran. She looked up to the sky before she mumbled something to herself.

"Bryce, if you let any of my students get hurt, there will be no place on Remnant you can hide. So please keep them safe.

…

Bryce felt more relaxed than he had in a long while. He'd never really understood why, but fighting monsters with no restraint was therapeutic. As waves of Grimm were decimated by the waves of pure destruction energy he was releasing, he felt his muscles relax, his mind calm, and his soul settle. He'd been waiting to do something like this for a long time.

It also seemed like the Grimm were being cautious of him now. Almost like they were afraid of something within him. And he relished in that fact.

Bryce flew up into the air and cut through five giant nevermore with ease. Instead of falling to the ground, he simply stood there and began blasting away Grimm with his Desert Eagle. Bryce sighed as a smile sprouted up on his face. He was so glad Ms. Goodwitch had taken the others to safety. He felt so free letting loose without the fear of someone seeing it.

…

Team RWBY and JNPR couldn't believe what they were seeing. The group had caught up to Ruby only to see her standing still in shock, a squealing sound emanating from her, that was barely audible over the loud explosions and sounds of dying Grimm. As the ground shook beneath them, the other seven carefully approached the treeline and were awestruck at what they saw before them. Bryce stood, grinning like a madman, floating in the air. His Desert Eagle was ripping through giant Grimm with ease, as if they were hot knives flowing through butter. Upon hitting the ground, the bullets exploded, leaving huge craters all across the ground, scarring the face of the plains.

After a bit, Bryce dropped to the ground, and slammed through a goliath. Swinging his sword, Bryce laughed as a wave of white energy flew from his sword towards tons of Grimm, many of them goliaths. The arc of white tore through them all before exploding in a huge explosions that knocked down the Bryce's hidden audience on their butts.

"Woah…" Jaune breathed out, not wanting to stand back up, "This is…"

"Insane?" Yang finished. Jaune just nodded his head. Nora looked to Ren in excitement.

"You think he can teach me to do that?" Nora grinned. Ren just shook his head.

"Nora, if you learn to do that, I won't cook you anymore pancakes.

"Nevermind," Nora's quick reply got a brief chuckle out of everyone, but it died a quick death as Bryce decimated more Grimm.

"I knew he was hiding something." Weiss muttered to himself.

"I can't explain why, but I must agree with Weiss on this one," Blake said reluctantly. "Something was just… off about him."

"Well, there'd have to be for the queen to send me after him," Everyone jumped to their feet to see a man in a white, sleeveless shirt and white pants standing behind him. His tanned skin was offset by the black scorpion's tail that was waving back and forth, as well as his black hair. His eyes were small, and crazed. On his arms were gauntlets with two large blades folded back, and two small barrels.

"Who are you?" Pyrrha asked tentatively, reaching for her own weapons.

"Oh, who I am doesn't matter to you," the man smiled pointing to the champion, "or you," Weiss, "or you," Blake, "or you," Nora, "or you," Ren, "or you," Yang, "or-" he stopped at Jaune before leaning forward a bit, "well you do interest me."

Spinning dramatically, the man laughed. "No, I only matter to you," the man smiled, pointing to Ruby, "and him." They all turned look to Bryce, the last person he was pointing at.

"Me and Bryce," Ruby whispered.

"Why yes, my dear. And as her faithful servant, I, Tyrian, will fulfill all her wishes."

"And what would those wishes be?" Weiss asked the unspoken question as everyone readied her weapons.

"Why, to take her with me," Tyrian grinned, glancing at Ruby, before he frowned as he looked to fighting figure in the distance, "And eliminate him."

Any fear Ruby had in her heart disappeared when she realized the threat levied on Bryce's life. Her scythe was out in an instant, the blade slamming into the ground.

"We won't let you," the conviction in her voice was palpable, her silver eyes gleaming with determination. Tyrian just smiled as he crouched into a combat stance.

"Good," he snickered, licking his lips, "more fun for me." And with that, he attacked.

…

"Phew," Bryce sighed as he whipped his sweat from his forehead, "that was fun."

"Indeed," Alpha agreed, "It has been a long time since I have enjoyed myself in combat that much."

"You know it would've been more fun if you'd let me manifest you, rather than just staying in the sword."

"Maybe," Alpha conceded, "but that would've taken fun from you, and you needed to relax more than I did. Grimm on your left."

Flicking his hand to the left, the leaping Beowulf was incinerated by a ball of plasma. Bryce rolled his shoulder back and forth before it popped uncomfortably.

"Oh, that hurts," Bryce whined, rubbing his left shoulder. "I knew I should've stretched before the fight."

"Your father did always tell you you'd regret not heeding his advice."

Before Bryce could comment, the sound of gunshots stopped him in his tracks. There weren't any Grimm left as far as he could tell, and everyone else should've been evacuated by now.

"Alpha, where's that coming from."

"Treeline to the northeast. It seems teams RWBY and JNPR are fighting a skilled combatant."

"Best approach?"

"Stay in the air until you are above them. Then separate him from them. Teleporting behind him seems like the best option."

"Got it." Bryce knew Alpha was better in situations like this. While Bryce was amazing in a fight, approaching a fight or tactics behind team on team combat was not his strong suit. Which was why he'd been paired with Alpha.

Bryce jumped into the air and ran in the direction of the fight. He looked down until he could see the battle and winced when he realized it wasn't going all that well for his friends. Ren was out of aura, gasping by a tree, Jaune and Pyrrha were on the defensive, while Yang and Nora were being held back by submachine gun fire. The only ones not taking direct fire was Ruby, Blake, and Weiss, and only Weiss seemed to be able to actually do anything, assisting the other by enhancing them with glyphs. Ruby was obviously out of ammo for Crescent Rose, and Blake's sword, Gambol Shroud, was buried in a nearby rock.

"They won't win," bryce murmured. The man they were fighting, a scorpion faunus by the looks of it, had them on the ropes. He seemed to be enjoying himself, not at all worried about the fight. Bryce was sure he'd seen a couple of moments as he ducked in and out of strikes from jaune and Pyrrha, that he was giggling.

As Bryce looked for an opening to jump into the fight, he froze as he heard a scream. Focusing, he saw Weiss and Blake pinned underneath the man's gauntlets, the blades on either side of their necks. The guns on his weapons were aimed directly at their throats, menacingly. The man chuckled as he looked to the other six.

"Now, unless you want these two beautiful girls to have some very sad speech problems," the man laughed at his own grimm joke as Blake and Weiss struggled in vain to get out from underneath his weapons, "You will need to send little red here, so I can appease the queen."

Bryce knew that if Ruby went over to the man, he'd have more power in his hands to keep them from stopping his escape. As well as he'd have a tool to use against him, as he undoubtedly was sent by whoever was watching him through the Ursa earlier. The incidents were happening too close to each other for it not to be.

Bryce made a split second decision he hoped he wouldn't regret. This was going to be very risky and even harder to explain, but to save his new friends, he felt it was worth it. Sighing, Bryce focused on teleporting next to the man, before channeling Creation energy into the action. Suddenly, he stood next to the scorpion faunus. Before anyone of the nine people there could react, Bryce spun and kicked the man off of Weiss and Blake. The man flipped in the air and landed on his feet.

"Your fight is with me," Bryce said as calmly as he could, which, due to his anger at the threat the man had placed on Weiss and Blake's lives, wasn't much. The man tilted his head as he looked at Bryce, before he smiled in a sinister manner.

"Finally," he grinned, "the challenger approaches." The eight other teens stared wide-eyed at Bryce, obviously shocked at their sudden appearance.

"H-how did-" Ruby started, but Bryce cut her off.

"Later Ruby. Right now," Bryce watched as the man crouched, his tail moving idly above him, ready to fight, "I've got to deal with him."

Before the others could say anything, Bryce charged the white-clothed man in front of him and sent him flying into the field he'd been in earlier with a kick, before jumping after him. The scorpion man regained balance as he landed just in time to dodge Bryce slamming into the ground where he'd been just a half-second earlier.

"Oh my, you really are interesting," the man's face was the definition of crazy, his eyes dilated and small, his look squirrely and yet confident, if that was somehow possible.

"I'd save the banter for later, when your life isn't in mortal danger." Bryce stared at the man before shrugging slightly. "Although, I guess I'll take that as a compliment."

"Well, it wouldn't do not to know an interesting person's name," The man crouched once again, regaining his previous combat stance. Bryce pushed down his instinct to destroy the man where he stood, knowing that his Aura couldn't compare to the power of destruction energy. His previous experience with his Desert Eagle proved that. Deciding to give the man a chance, Bryce smiled.

"Bryce."

"Well, Bryce, my name is Tyrian, and I have orders to make you disappear." Tyrian bowed, then lunged at Bryce. The teen in question calmly blocked Tyrian's bladed gauntlets with his own weapons. "I do hope you can understand."

"I'm not sure I can," Bryce growled, as his eyes glowed a deep, blood red, with Destruction energy darkening the edges of them. Tyrian flinched nervously as the black mist seeped off of Bryce. "You threatened my friends, and that, dear Tyrian," Bryce took a step forward, pushing Tyrian back, "Is a huge mistake."

…

Weiss was still shivering slightly as the group recovered from the fight. Blake silently rubbed her throat, lost in her own thoughts. Ruby sat silently, as she looked past the tree line to where Bryce and Tyrian were duking it out.

"How does he do it?" Everyone turned towards the young girl.

"What?" Yang asked from besides Blake.

"How does he do all that? How can he be strong?" Both teams felt their hearts drop as they heard the tell-tale sound of tears dripping onto the stone she sat on. Ruby pulled her legs closer, burying her head into her knees. "How can he do all that, leaving me to be so weak, so useless. Why can't I be strong like that and not so weak."

Jaune tried to comfort the small reaper, "Ruby, you're not weak-"

"But I am!" Ruby shouted, looking up, her eyes red from crying. I couldn't do anything in that fight. He brushed aside all of my attacks with ease. He blocked every shot I took at him like they weren't a problem at all. I didn't even hit him. I couldn't tank the damage, I couldn't stop him. I couldn't assist any of you guys. I didn't even have time to react when he grabbed Blake and Weiss. I felt so helpless. And then, he just swoops in, and saves them with little to no effort."

"Rubes-" Yang tried to say something, but Ruby didn't let her.

"Don't Rubes me, Yang. I'm supposed to be the leader of this team, and-and I couldn't be strong enough to do anything for you guys. I'm sorry." Ruby descended into sobs, "I'm sorry I'm not strong. Weiss was right, I don't deserve to lead."

Jaune felt horrible to see Ruby like this. She'd been there in his time of need, helping him feel better when he was at his lowest, being his first real friend at Beacon. He couldn't let her fall into a pit of despair. He walked up to her, and put a hand on her shoulder. When she looked up at him, Jaune smiled.

"Nope."

Ruby looked confused. That is till she remembered what she'd said to him in the hall.

"Jaune, I-"

"Nope."

"But-"

"Nope." Jaune pulled Ruby into a hug. Ruby sat there for a second before burying her tear ridden face into Jaune's chest.

"Thanks Jaune."

While the others didn't understand the meaning of Jaune's words, they understood the result.

"Ruby," Weiss' voice caused Ruby to look up at her. Weiss was still shaking slightly. "I was the one who was wrong. You deserve to be the leader of this team, not me. I was wrong to think that you were weak or unfit to lead. You are, as far as I've seen, the best choice of us all. Just because you didn't help this fight doesn't mean you're weak to us. Remember who took down that nevermore, and whose plan it was."

Ruby smiled. Jaune squeezed Ruby, helping her calm down. "Ruby, you're weak. The fact that you were able to be in the fight at all for any amount of time shows you skilled." Jaune chuckled. "I mean, if you wanna talk about weak, just look at me. I'm not skilled, I can barely wield Crocea Mors decently, and all i did in the fight was tank hits."

Jaune looked to Bryce, who was pushing Tyrian back with large, powerful sword swings. "But Bryce was different. I couldn't exactly understand why, but I just felt like he was different. Like there was something special inside him that felt… familiar."

"Bryce may be strong, but it doesn't mean you're weak ruby," Jaune smiled, patting her head. "It just means he's stronger than us."

"Yeah," Yang agreed, "I mean, we're just Huntsmen and Huntresses-in-training. Bryce said it himself he's been training and fighting since he was four years old. He's got twelve years of crazy experience none of us have ever had."

"If I may add," Pyrrha said, gathering everyone's attention, "Bryce is not only more experienced and trained, but he's also had more intense training. I only began training for real when I was eight years old, and even then it probably wasn't to the extent of his. Where he lived plays a large factor into how much he can do. He had to train a lot more than us."

"Something's not right," Blake's statement stunned everyone.

"What?" Nora asked, "With Bryce?"

"Yes."

"Bryce is just cool," Nora looked confused, "What do you mea-"

"She means even someone of his upbringing shouldn't be that powerful." Weiss interrupted. "Did none of you pay attention when he explained what his semblance was?"

"Um…" Nora's mind went blank.

"Creating armor and weapons?" Ruby guessed.

"No, you dolt! He said he can use his aura to reinforce weapons, act as armor, or release destructive attacks."

"So what?" Yang asked. "What does that have to do with something not being right?" Blake looked at Yang, obviously frustrated.

"Did he ever mention he could fly? Or that he was strong enough to fall through a Goliath, or even how his pistol could've killed Pyrrha."

That last sentence sunk deep in everyone's minds, and made them shiver. The destructive power the Desert Eagle had shown had not been on par with what was used against Pyrrha. It far exceeded it.

"Not, that I think about it, he appeared out of nowhere he saved you two," Ren looked to Blake and Weiss, "He just suddenly was there. And there's no way someone can move fast enough for that to be possible."

"Exactly," Weiss agreed. "Which raises the question. How is Bryce so strong?"

Everyone looked at Bryce silently. That single question plagued their mind. But if there was any doubt in their minds about that question, what Bryce did next shattered them.

…

"You really are an interesting one," Tyrian laughed, as he ducked under Bryce's blade.

"Hmph," Bryce responded blankly as he sidestepped Tyrian's tail. Tyrial swiped at Bryce a couple more times before he lazily smacked aside a strike meant for his chest.

"You don't seem very invested in this fight," Tyrian noted as he stepped back.

"Hmmm. You're right, I'm not," Bryce looked right into Tyrian's eyes. "I'm currently trying to restrain myself from destroying the landscape in the attempt to kill you."

"Oh, dear me," Tyrian snickered, before licking his lips in anticipation, "Want to really go at it?"

"I'd rather not," Bryce replied dully, blocking another strike from the man in front of him. "I've already stated what would happen because of it."

"Really? I mean, I could just as easily go back to your friends and try to get them to fight for real, although I don't think they'll last very long, now will they." Tyrian's words got the desired reaction. Bryce slammed his blade harshly into Tyrian, sending him rolling across the ground. Looking back to the boy, Tyrian felt concern grow as he watched a black Miasma flow from Bryce. Bryce began to float in the air, and he stared angrily at Tyrian

"I believe I've already been over this," Bryce snarled, pointing his sword at Tyrian, "Do not threaten my friends. If you value your own life, do not make any notion of harming theirs.

With the barely decayed confidence within him, Tyrian grinned. "Why don't you make me."

Bryce just grinned right back, a ball of black mist gathering at the tip of the sword. "Oh, I intend to do just that, Tyrian. Although, I can't say you'll survive it."

Tyrian was going to laugh at his words before his survival instincts told him to dodge out of the way. They were never wrong, and the fact they were screaming at him that he would die if he stayed where he was told him he needed to move FAST. Diving out of the way, Tyrian barely moved in time not to be destroyed by the giant blue laser that shot out from the mist. His tail was hit, burning off most of it in the process.

As Tyrian crashed to the floor, only to see Bryce standing five feet of the ground, his sword pointed directly at him. The gleam in Bryce's eye made Tyrian feel an emotion he hadn't felt in years. Fear. The gleam in Bryce's eye was the same gleam Salem had whenever she was about to punish him for something he'd done. The thought of there being any relation between the two of them terrified the faunus.

"I do hope I won't have to repeat myself," Bryce smile was malicious, promising pain and even death to Tyrian if he stayed any longer. Before he could try and run, a boot slammed into his chest, pinning him to the ground. Bryce leered evilly at the fallen villain beneath him.

"Tell your queen to leave me and my friends alone. Otherwise she won't like the consequences of such an action." Bryce leaned down till he was inches away from Tyrian. "Am I clear?"

Tyrian didn't respond. Instead, he pulled himself out from underneath the young warrior's foot, and stumbled off, mumbling. "She'll understand. She'll forgive you." Then he dashed off into the woods.

"You handled that well, all things considered," Alpha noted.

"Thank you. Though there was a fair bit of collateral damage."

"You know what you'll have to do."

Bryce sighed. "I know. I just… hoped that I could keep this from them longer. Not get them entangled in my problems. You know what happens to those that learn Septonian secrets."

"I know as well as you do. But it's just the eight of them. If anything, we can trust them to keep it a secret and that they'll understand. And if you don't repair the area, more questions will be raised, and many of them will point to you."

"I know," Bryce groaned. He moved to the center of the destroyed field, before taking a deep breath, steeling himself for what he was about to do. Letting out the breath, Bryce sent out a surge of creation energy. The air shivered as an opaque, white dome spread out from Bryce. The dome reached out till it covered all the damage he had caused in his fights.

"I did more damage than I thought," Bryce muttered, as sweat rolled down his brow. The feedback he received from the energy informed him that the damage went on for a mile or so, much further than he'd intended the beam to go. He needed to hurry though, maintaining this much Creation energy all at once in the physical world was difficult. With a large surge of physical energy, the dome became pure white, and began receding. When the dome passed a point destroyed in the fight, those parts were restored.

As the dome finally re-entered Bryce, he collapsed to the ground, all his energy sapping out of him. Struggling to stand, Bryce turned to where his new friends, who were staring at him wide eyed, were positioned.

"Welp," Bryce wiped the large amount of sweat gathered on his forehead as he walked over to them sluggishly, "This is going to take some explaining."

…

Team JNPR and RWBY were having trouble processing the display of power they'd just witnessed. Jaune opened his mouth to speak.

"Did he just-"

"Yep" Ruby nodded slowly.

"And-"

"Yep."

Jaune was quiet for a moment. "What in Oum's name did we just witness?"

"I'm not sure," Weiss answer slowly. "It wasn't dust related. There's no amount of dust that could fix that much damage. Even if there was the kickback for using the amount of dust it would take just to cover that much damage would be impossible to survive."

"Which begs the question, how did he do that?" Blake supplied. Everyone was silent as they watched Bryce slowly walk over to them, obviously tired from the momentous task he'd just performed.

He looked at them tentatively. Before he could say anything, Yang walked up to him and poked his chest.

"Explain," Yang growled. Bryce just grimaced at the contact and tried to say something.

"Yang, just-"

"No, stop right there. Your stupid overpowered act is causing Ruby some serious self doubt, and as a good big sister, I can not let that stand. And after the fact that you've been basically lying to us about what you can do, I think we deserve the truth. So you better give some Oum dang explanation right now or I will punch you into the ground!" Yang's hair flared up in a fiery aura near the end, her once lilac eyes changing to a deep red color.

"Calm down, Yang," Ren interjected. He seemed to be recovered for the most part from his previous aura depletion. "He can't give us any answer if you're yelling at him." Turning to Bryce, a small hint of frustration creeped into his voice. "But she does speak the truth. You do need to explain yourself immediately."

Bryce nodded slightly. "I know. Just… wait till we get back to Beacon. I have a feeling I'm going to want Ozpin's help on this."

"Ozpin?" Weiss questioned, but Bryce seemed to ignore it as he trudged to where the bullhead was still hopefully parked.

"Come on. The sooner we get back, the sooner I can give that explanation you're all dying for." The two teams looked at each other before sighing in agreement, and following after the armored form of Bryce. Bryce heard them move to catch up with him and he shook his head internally. It was going to be a long day.

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*dang it, I just realized I didn't do that in the last chapter of this and He's not like us...*