RWBY: The Unknown Sibling
(Harry is two years older than Ruby and three months older than Yang)
Am Alive Final Year of University is a drag

XXIV

The ball had been amazing! Harry, turned and found Velvet curled up next to him. They had arrived for the opening and had more or less danced and chatted the night away.

Aside from a distress call from Ruby, about her finding someone of a "suspicious nature" in the Central Communication Tower which had resulted in a fire-fight and Atlesian soldiers come crashing down on the tower.

Ruby had been forced into handcuffs by a particularly overzealous captain, and had all but dragged her back to the ball. That had been a colossal mistake, Harry had come over dust types and energy particularly lightning and fire crackling over him like angry snakes and had all but demanded an account of what happened.

But his was contained to a "display, don't act" approach. The main problem had been Yang. Her hair standing up, eyes normally lilac eyes now ruby red. Thankfully, Ozpin skilfully defused the situation before the pair could cause a potential international scene.

"You alright?"

Harry nodded and shifted his arm and it popped and cracked as he stroked Velvet's hair. "What time is your match?"

Velvet looked at the clock "Not for two hours…I'm going to get dressed, breakfast in Vale?"

Harry nodded, he groaned as Velvet swayed her hips and she headed for the shower. Harry looked around and noticed that for once; aside from Velvet team HAND had come back to the room alone.

Adam poked his finger into Harry's back "You getting up soon lover man?"

Harry sighed and woke the rest of team HAND by unceremoniously falling onto the floor. Soon enough everyone had gotten dressed in what people would refer to as their 'Huntsmen Attire'.

Everyone headed into Vale to find every other Huntsman and Huntress in training from all the Kingdoms were in Vale. Neville, snorted as he picked out the prim and proper unarmed and crisp-white or panty-white uniformed Specialists of Atlas. Velvet noted the black clad formal wear of the Haven Academy and Ruby; who'd attached herself firmly to Neville's back…Due to Harry managing to dodge his high-flying sister; only noticed the Shade Academy students due to the weapons on them.

The Atlesian Military were keeping an extremely sharp eye on the Shade Students "It's not like they're gonna shoot anybody…Not like Atlas."

Three Atlesian Students turned "HEY! That's…"

"Completely true or at least very believable. I cannot believe my father wanted me to attend." Stated Weiss. Weiss had looked up the record of the Schools and whilst Shade Academy was arguably the worst; in reality being in the middle of a as Harry would say "barren, desolate and inhospitable shit hole" Shade produced some pretty decent Huntsmen. Meanwhile Atlas Academy, she knew of the hidden cliques that effectively ran the school and how those not favoured by the clique suffered potentially fatal accidents typically in dust practise.

Weiss smirked as did Isabella and the students backed off "You're dead Schnee."

"At least buy her dinner before trying to kill her." Kobi said, the quiet explosive expert of NIKL, didn't speak often but when he did the reactions were amusing.

Soon enough all the teams had eaten breakfast and had grabbed their seats. Due to the number of Teams from all the Academies, however the interesting thing was Beacon had only registered six teams. However, no-one actually knew just how good those six teams were going to be.

Team CRDL were the first ones in. Due to the empty seats, they were the early match or dark match. Unfortunately for Harry, he would have shirked observing the fight in favour of a sleep-in, hangout with Velvet or Team and even working on his 'people skills'; he had great…oh wait…He had slightly better skills than Ruby…

"Harry…Can we go see the first fights?"

Harry nodded "Come on pint size. Anyone else?" Hanging heads were his reply. Suddenly, he felt weightless and then tremendous amounts of pressure and the pair were zooming towards the arena.

Ruby paid for the admission and they entered. Harry looked around and noticed a betting booth and what was more it gave detailed lists of the Teams participating. "Ruby, wanna make some money?"

Ruby looked up at her brother and gulped. Harry was in one of his moods again…although this one it looked marginally along the lines of 'someone's gonna suffer from misfortune', oddly his eyes weren't fixed on anyone, rather "A betting stall? Brother, are you suggesting on making bets on people?"

"You're getting it. Anything else?"

"Not really, only you've got the 'Someone's gonna get it face on'…You're not thinking of betting on our classmates, are you? Even me?"

"Ruby, one does not spit in Oum's eye when it presents you with a golden opportunity."

Ruby sighed as Harry, headed to the booth. She sighed and she watched him placing bets, some rather heavy and some light. "Hey kiddo, where's…oh." Ruby looked up to see Qrow and Summer in the slowly filling stall court.

"Qrow, Mom…What are you doing here?" Qrow smirked and Summer grinned.

"To watch you both…What IS your brother doing?" Summer asked exasperatingly as she looked at the grinning form of her eldest son. She was most concerned for his mental health.

"Making some money…hopefully."

"At someone else's expense? Who?" Qrow deadpanned.

"CRDL…Losing BADLY. CFVY winning, RWBY winning messily and NIKL; or rather Neville carrying his team with that retardedly powerful hammer and equally annoying Shield Semblance of his."

"Why didn't you bet on yourself?" That was Yang, thankfully she missed some of her cousin's dialogue about the teams.

"Oz, clocked on that HAND is well a bunch of Adorable Efficient Little Workers and decided to forbid teams from betting on themselves." Adam said his mouth in a crooked grin. In another time, that same crooked grin and devilish charisma would have been twisted and manipulated for much darker purposes. Harry, snorted Adam had told him, his horrible backstory about effectively sold into slavery to the Schnee Dust Company and the brand across his face.

Harry had beaten it into the Bull Faunus's skull that humans could be scumbags, but there were those who wanted to be decent people.

(Flashback)
"You can be on the side of the subjective term good guys but don't be considered one. I'm not, Nanuuk isn't and Damania isn't one either. None of us will fault you if you lose your shit against the Schnee's. Hell we'll probably join you. BUT, I won't have you losing your shit against every human in OUR school." Harry said as he hip tossed Adam to the floor and finished the match with a held punch to the throat.

Adam nodded "Got it…What about sparring?" Harry smirked and tagged Dahlia in to fight the weary Bull Faunus.

As their match began Dahlia explained it "Enthusiastic Young Adults…Accidents happen, nothing too dangerous."

(End Flashback)

The rest of the teams joined them and Harry was nursing a minor bump on the head, curtesy of Velvet. Neville snorted "Mrs. Rose, Haz has definitely mellowed. Still violent, unpredictable and very much an ass to arrogance…in essence the majority of the School and Atlas Military Huntsmen Academy."

Summer shook her head "That's the very same with Qrow…Now, where are we all sitting?"

Coco grinned "Fighters and family can get priority seating."

Quite a few people protested but upon noticing CFVY and RWBY as two of the many teams who participated in the crush and as a result they had the front row seats.

The first match was CRDL against TRMR (Tremor), a team from Haven academy. The only thing that they appeared to have in common were semblances connected to the earth. True to Harry's words the moment Cardin had been hit once in the gut, in the face and then unceremoniously hurled out of the arena the rest followed. The 'bout took less than four minutes. "Was I wrong? Was I wrong to benefit from what we, collectively, as peers we have all witnessed and experienced the ineptitude of team CRDL?"

The lack of response proved his point. "The next match is RWBY vs ABRN. Each team has five minutes to gather their equipment and assemble in the arena." Came the booming voice of Professor Port.

"Good luck." Harry commented before hugging the trouble attracting cinnamon rolls of the academy. Weiss, initially refused but eventually relaxed into it. Harry snorted; Weiss had…grown on him, he wouldn't form a deep friendship with her but there was no doubt that he would hesitate to work alongside her in the future.

The fight went as Harry thought it would (see the fight in Season Three). Harry winced, but unlike his normal winces which were much more subtle like a tightened fist making his knuckles white or increased pressure in his jaw…However, this was flatout despair and horror; looks that were exchanged with Qrow and a rather flustered Taiyang who had just arrived.

"All that training! All that blood, sweat and tears and the combat experience against Grimm and against humans it all goes down the drain." Qrow said.

"It is bad…does Beacon not do it's inter-team combat exercises anymore?" Summer asked with a definite edge in her voice.

"Yeah…although these days it's more of a free-for-all with everyone either against HAND, NIKL, Mixes of them and even both teams at once…They are freakishly strong and durable." Fox said without turning to face them.

"Fox, you're not a push over either…None of the second years are." Nanuuk retorted.

"Yeah, but unlike you Harry, Neville, Adam, Isabella…none of us are known to take Yatsu's Fulcrum either flat or edge to the aura and effectively walk it off."

"Yatsuhashi; is 7'0, built like a brick outhouse and made of nothing but muscle and Chinese takeout." Neville retorted, Fulcrum bloody hurt to be hit with. "Also, he's one of the few that Harry struggles with."

"As do you, Hammertime. As do you. I distinctly remember seeing high-flying armoured Neville go out of the ring."

"But who is the one who ends up in the wall, corridor or another classroom due to a Handbag?"

Harry remained silent. That handbag hurt like nothing else. Just then the stadium cheered as Team RWBY eliminated the last of their opponents.

Everyone looked and waited to see HAND as one team against COLD from Atlas. Both teams headed into the locker rooms and began to change. Harry, opened his locker and without looking or even considering his other weapons grabbed Absolution, and his battered looking coat.

Similarly the rest of his team grabbed their weapons and respective Uniform: Four ankle length Boartusk Leather Coats. As they turned to head out Damania stopped them and put her hand out in front of her "Ozpin's Adorable Little Heroes."

Adam cocked his head and a faint memory of doing something similar with Blake surfaced "Ozpin's Adorable Little Heroes." His hand topped hers.

Nanuuk stuck his hand on top of Adam's "Ozpin's Adorable Little Heroes."

"Ozpin's Adorable Little Heroes." Harry finished, they lifted their hands up, yelled and headed out.

"GIVE IT UP FOR TEAM HAND AND TEAM COLD!"

"You Beacon Academy rejects and misfits will fall to the might of Atlas."

Harry snorted "I'd be surprised if Atlas can actually give us a genuine workout."

The eight fighters didn't pay attention to the wheel of elements but one was mountains with a nice snow covered peak and the other section was a full-blown storm. "BEGIN!"

"SCATTER! Nanuuk, make for the mountain. Damania, you and Adam harass them…As for me…I'm going for the storm…Let's see if these idiots are shock proof."

The Atlesian Students were taken aback as their opponents scattered "We will hunt them down one at a time. Starting with the one heading for the storm. He probably has some sort of elemental semblance! Luna; you're on point.

Harry grinned, he barely concentrated, he felt the kick of dust hitting his system and suddenly lightning coarsed through his body. The lightning pulsed around his heart speeding up everything, including the adrenaline from being in a showy situation. "Harry, remember to breathe. You and your affinity to lightning is second-to-none and way more instinctive and primal…Breathe, feel the ground beneath your feet pushing you along, feel the wind in your face. Finally focus on the lightning…" Harry shook his head but the de-ranged mumblings of Doctor Zoom from Ruby's comics made sense.

Luna was a tall teen equipped with a bow/sword and dust arrows. She drew, aimed and couldn't do anything as Harry's body erupted with a flickering shimmering shroud of lightning. "Lightning STRAIGHT!" Harry roared as he detached his sword from his back and grabbed it in a two handed grip and the lightning began to gather on the blade.

'Look at the text book perfect and natural control over the lightning dust! Professor Port, you have some experience with this particular element.'

'So true, Doctor. You see lightning dust is normally used as propellant and ranged paralysis, allowing for more combat-orientated people like Mr. Branwen to get close. However, results have shown that all species have bioelectricity in their body generated by cells and tissues. With Mr. Branwen's actual semblance it is entirely possible for him to weaponise lightning dust and lightning to a level not many others have thought of…It does remind me…" Everyone began to tune out Port's tales of his childhood.

Harry lunged forward with a stab and the lightning discharged. Luna smirked as she effectively dodged the strike "Is that the…"

Harry stopped, slid and he began to slide and finished in the typical 'hero landing' however it was in the storm area "First rule of fighting Team HAND nothing is at it seems…ELECTRO MAYHEM!" The lightning that had jumped off the blade rapidly shot across the floor like writhing serpents. Luna shrieked, as she began to move her attention fully on the writhing lightning.

"Night, Night…False Darkness!" Harry called as with his semblance reached out and grabbed the generated lightning. However, as he directed the lightning the entire simulated storm roared to obey him. Luna had no chance to scream as she was hurled out of the arena.

(Adam and Damania)

Adam and Damania stared down COD; Adam sighed, his outfit glowing partially "Fuck this, no games. Rose wilts and Petals Scatter!" Olive and Clavel had no chance as the shockwave, iado moonslice strike from Adam slammed into their aura's rapidly depleting them.

Damania rushed over, she slammed into the two akin to enhanced speed and her semblance activated. Her semblance was in a similar category to that of Yang, where it stored energy and could be redirected. Damania's control over her semblance was still rusty but through the use of her and she. could quote Harry, "obscenely big ass swiss-army sword" could conduct heavy concussive slashes and shots that could and have bisected "Harambe" Grimm in half. She smirked when she given Harry the true name of the Gorilla Grimm, Beringel, his dejected face was a treat. With a flick, flip and a twist her katana turned into a compact rifle. "Bang, bang…You're dead with a force slug in your head." Twin shots echoed and Olive and Clavel collapsed.

The crowd cheered, the host nation, had just pulled two wins out of the bag. They couldn't believe it, especially the family that Harry had saved during the invasion. "Dad, the one with the black hair and the lightning…"

"Yes, he is."

"I want to be a Huntsman."

Mark nodded. Somehow, he had a feeling in his bones that with Team HAND in existence the world now had a new set of guardians. Granted, they needed refinement but the raw primal and full of rebellion in the face of authority especially in their 'No, you move out of OUR way. We, are the protectors, are the bulwark that the Grimm will fall against'. Mark looked at the Team. "Yes, they'll do. They'll do nicely."

"TEAM HAND WINS!"