To the edgelord who said they wanted Blake dead because of how I wrote her: Fuck you. Go write your own story if you have a problem with mine.

I'm petty :)

Cinder waited in the White Fang camp. Her scowling expression scarred off any grunt who attempted to intimidate her as she waited impatiently for their leader to show up. A rustle in the bushes caught everyone's attention. Weapons where lifted and aimed at source of the sound. Adam stepped out, a bag over his shoulder and an empty expression on his face. Cinder spoted him, and with another scowl, made her way towards him.

"And just where have you been!?" Adam said nothing as he walked past her, ignoring her entirely. His mind muddled with thoughts and plans, but none for the White Fang or Cinder. "Taurus!" Adam took a deep breath and turned to her. She walked up to him, anger prevalent in her eyes. He stood still, unfazed.

"What?"

"Do you know how much time we lost because of your little vacation!? If you intend to keep living I suggest-"

"Shut. Up." The intensity in his voice caught her off guard. She couldn't see his eyes from behind his mask, but she could've sworn she saw an orange glow behind them. Mercury and Emerald approached them, ready to take the bull faunus if he tried anything. The air was tense around them, and some saw their auras flare. Emerald sniffed the air, smelling something bitter and strong.

"What the hell is that?" Adam growled and looked up at the trees surrounding them. He dropped his bag and crossed his arms.

"Get out here, now!" The trees rusled and leaves fell before someone appeared, hanging upside down and with a big smile on their face.

"Shit man, all you ad to do was ask nicely. So rude..." Everyone stared at the strange, thin man. He wore a black ninja garb with a strange pair of glasses. Everyone stared at his rather large, cone shaped afro that swayed from side to side. He held a cigarette in between his teeth, which were being showed off in a toothy smile. "Been a while now, ain't it?"

"Who the hell are you!?" Cinder raised her hand, ready to attack, but stopped when the sharp end of a red blade met her neck.

"Not a healthy idea. Unlike you, he's a guest, and all of you will treat him as one. Understood?" Cinder lowered her hand, not wanting to fight and loose a valuable ally.

"Shiet man! You're allot faster than I remember." The man dropped down from the tree and walked up to Adam, leaning on his left arm. "I see you've been busy. You are one LUCKY motherfucker!"

"What do you want." Adam demanded. "My patience is wearing thin."

"Chill, chill. I ain't gonna waste your time. But I prefer if we spoke in private, so I'll come back later." Adam nodded.

"Very well." The man threw a smoke pellet on the floor and disappeared. Everyone looked on in confusion. Mercury looked at his red haired acquaintance and asked the question on everyone's mind.

"Who the hell was that!?"

"...NinjaNinja." Adam lifted his bag and began walking off to his own tent. "Whatever questions you have, keep them to yourself. My business is not yours." Cinder glared at his retreating form.

"Damned animal..."

Jaune looked at the head band in his hands. He ran his thumbs over the tattered yet soft cloth. Staring at the single dash on the front next to the large red circle. He looked over at Blake. She looked at him with an unknown expression on her face as he finished telling her his master's story.

"I'm worried, Blake. Not about my own well being, but for Adam. What if he lets his anger consume him? I don't want this for him..." He was tempted to simply face his brother and end it. But he wouldn't be any better than Justice. Tears threatened to fall from his eyes as he glared at the headband, knowing that having it wold do nothing to stop the other, as he would simply hunt down the number two to get to him. "A wasted life..." Blake pulled him into a hug, not knowing what else to do.

"Ahem. Sorry to interrupt you both, but I have a few questions, Mr. Arc." Both quickly backed away from each other, a light blush on their faces as they faced Ozpin.

"Y-yes sir?" Ozpin looked him in the eye, a quiet message being relayed to the blonde student without any words. Jaune understood, and all expression left his face. "So, when should I go?"

"You won't. I was going to send Goodwitch to bring you, but I figured coming in person would soften the blow." He took a sip from his mug and continued. "But something has caught my eye, Mr Arc. Your headband." Jaune grit his teeth and tightened his grip on the number one. "I would like you to hand it over. Now." Jaune took a calm breath, not taking his eyes off the headmaster.

"I don't see the number two on you, sir." Ozpin's knuckles turned white as his grip on his cane tightened.

"Mr. Arc, I hope you know that the power that headband holds is much greater than-"

"I know how much power it holds. I know what it can do, and how much it can twist a person. But you do not have the number two with you, so you are in no position to challenge me." Jaune's voice was threatening, even to Ozpin. His eyes were hardened and daring the man to take the headband, if he could. Ozpin sighed.

"Very well. But you are forbidden to wear that headband. Despite the knowledge you hold for it, I doubt you would be able to handle it." Jaune simply nodded and wrapped it around the handle of Flourish, before pushing past Ozpin and going to one of the training rooms. Ozpin looked at Blake, worry in his eyes.

"Ms. Belladonna, is he sleeping regularly?" Blake bit her lip, nervously thinking.

"His team says he spends his free time here. Even at night... I think... he's waiting..." Ozpin said nothing as he looked out at the mountains in the distance, at the one that housed the man with answers.

Adam walked alone in the woods, several grimm slain behind him. He had changed into a more militaristic outfit with the top being a folding shirt with rectangular shoulder pads, a thin and flexible chest plate that hung loosely attached to the shoulder pads, and a single arm guard holding several overlapping armor plated on his left arm.

"If you came to see me it was for a reason." Leaves fell in front of him. NinjaNinja dropped down from his hiding place, crouching as he did and smiling up at his acquaintance.

"Well yeah! I expected you to show up sooner, but judging by yo' attitude, Afro finally whipped you into shape! I'm proud of ya man."

"Get to your point or leave." The afro haired ninja chuckled, lighting another cigarette.

"Right, so here's the deal; your better half, the blonde little guy, has the number one headband." Adam looked at him, showing no expression. Not that he could, as the mask covered his face.

"I know. So what?" Without warning, the ninja jumped over the red haired faunus, wrapping something around his forehead and tightening it up.

"So that! I wanna see these things back in action man! And if you and yo friend are gonna brawl, you gotta do it in style." Adam reached up, taking the headband and looking at it. "If it ain't for your petty-ass reason, then do it for the number one! Think of how much you could change the world! No more hate. No Prejudice. No more war. Well, if you get to live that long."

Adam looked at the two dashes on the cloth as NinjaNijna spoke to him, unaware of the burning amber eyes watching them. "Whatcah waitin' fo'? It's the only way. You know I'll go with ya. I'll be your road dog..."

Adam said nothing as he placed the headband on his forehead once again

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