I've lost allot of creativity for this story, so chapters will be very, very slow, and very short.
Adams stared at his reflection, the blood on his cheek reminding him of a birth mark he saw on someone before. There were bandits in the small village he was just in, remnants of Raven's own. They didn't get within three feet of him before NinjaNinja slaughtered them.
"I am that headband's guardian. Might as well start acting like it."
Adam didn't oppose to it though. The man was doing his job the village was safe. Now if only he could beat down the bigots closing in on him without actually killing them.
Jaune walked back to Beacon with a skip in his step. He had been far too moody for the past few weeks and he welcomed the happiness. His guardian had gone off, most likely to meditate or practice. In his past existence his swordsmanship left much to be desired, much like hid own before the memories of the headbands returned.
There was something gnawing at the back of his mind though, something that he couldn't explain; Ozpin was an enigmatic man, one with secrets behind him. Although he seemed like a likable man, one that showed respect, his demand for the No. 1 caught Jaune's attention.
His tone was threatining and held a promise of pain that almost shook Jaune up. Almost. Then there was the look in his eye; Fear.
The crowd in front of Beacon parted as Jaune made his way in. The Nom 1 headband was on full display, and the vibe he threw off, intentional or not, was dangerous. It almost demanded them to fear him, but it only asked to be respected. Then he saw the look on Ozpin's face as he got to his room.
"You weren't supposed to wear it..." Jaune glared at the man, his eyes holding their own promise of pain.
"You're in no position to decide for me." Ozpin's grip on the head of his cane was so tight his knuckles became white, and the flare in his eyes gave away his first step.
Jaune's blades were at his neck before he even had the chance to rush him. There was a dangerous look in the blonde's eye, and it was none to diferent to the look the Samurai had.
"Jaune?" The blonde pulled his blades away and sheathed them, turning to face his partner with a smile. "Hey Pyrrha."
Ozpin watched the No. 1 walk away with Nikos. Ozpin's gut tightened up and he broke out into a cold sweat with the realization that Jaune, his former student and the title holder of No. 1, could've easily taken his head off his shoulders and that would be it. The would be no coming back from that. No more hosts, no more lives, just the end.
"Ozpin?" Glynda shook him out of his trance and the look of urgency caught his eye.
"We need to move now, and fast." He grit his teeth and made his decision. "We can't wait any longer."
A new Fall Maiden was in order.