Before this chapter begins, let me say this.

RWBY girls are not an option for Makoto, unfortunately, so don't bother asking. Kyoko would probably see Makoto as a partner instead of a love interest. The possibility is still there, though, so I'll add her to the poll.

And there will be side ships with Jaune, Ren, and a few other male characters (No, not yaoi ships, ya pervs...unless you want yaoi ships, then send them in,). If you have any side ships, send them in.

Chapter 4: Canopy Ocean

"If you keep reading between the lines, you'll never see what's on the page."

-Unknown

Makoto woke up to the sound of excited chatter and the feeling of sunlight blasting itself onto his face.

Grumbling and rubbing the sand from his eyes, he looked around blearily, and saw an orange-haired girl chattering with a black-haired boy, though there was an odd pink streak in his hair. And it seemed less of a conversation, and more of the girl talking to herself, with the boy nodding every now and then.

Makoto was pretty sure the boy was still half-comatose, somehow.

Next to him, the others were beginning to stir, some yawning and stretching, while others merely groaned and tried to worm themselves deeper into their sleeping bags.

"...S' too early f'r this..." Sayaka whined out, managing to look like a blue cocoon, as she rolled over, trying to keep the sunlight from shining on her face. Mukuro growled in what sounded like agreement, squirming around and clenching her eyes shut. Makoto couldn't help but smile at the sight, before leaning over and nudging them.

"Guys, come on~ We have Initiation today." He chastised in a somewhat playful tone, "If you stay in, we won't be able to get pancakes~"

"PANCAKES." In an instant, Sayaka was sitting up, drooling at the mere mention of her favorite breakfast food. Mukuro just made an odd whining noise and tried squirming away. Makoto chuckled and tried to rouse Mukuro again, while Sayaka scrambled out of her sleeping bag and rushed towards the bathroom.

Close by, Leon stared at Makoto with envy, as did some of the other males.

"Man, how the heck did he manage to get those two to fall for him? The guy's denser than a brick if even he doesn't realize how they feel," Leon mumbled, whoever was listening to him nodding along.

"Come on, Ren, come on! We have to discuss partner strategies!" The ginger-haired girl exclaimed, dragging the exhausted black-haired boy, Ren, with her. Leon shot him a look of pity, before stretching.

"Come on, we should go prepare for Initiation, too." He murmured, leading most of Class 78 towards the bathroom. Meanwhile, Makoto was murmuring something to Mukuro, who was still sleeping, and Junko was...nothing to be seen, actually. Leon paused, and frantically looked around, panicking. Where the hell did she go?!

Junko looked at the sleeping face of Kin Sakana, her eyes seeming to glitch between a state of clear and filled with swirls. The boy, even though her talent and Semblance kept insisting he was a girl, had been quite literally the only person to have a distinction with him whenever she tried to analyze him. Other Hunters she used her Semblance on remained clear, while citizens had everything about them displayed in neat little blue boxes. Kin, on the other hand, would seem to ripple whenever she tried to scan him, unlike the everyone else, something that seemed to hint at his Semblance, and something Junko would have dismissed...were it not for the fact that he was the only one who had such an effect.

"...Mrgle..." Kin grumbled, swatting at the sunlight shining on his face. Junko giggled and poked at his face, causing him to stir, "...J'nko?"

"Hey, sleepyhead~" Junko said, snickering as Kin pulled himself up and tried to pat down his bed head, "We gotta prepare for Initiation, come on, get up~" Kin whined, flopping down.

"Five more minutes..."

"Come on, Kin~ They have waffles~" Kin whined, and looked at Junko with puppy eyes.. Unimpressed, Junko looked back with even more soulful puppy eyes, and Kin winced.

"...B-But sleep..." Junko mock pouted, and put her hands on her hands on her hips.

"You better get up, mister, or else, I'll...uh...I'll..."Junko paused when she realized she couldn't think of anything to say. Kin smirked and playfully stuck his tongue out at her.

"The waffles aren't going anywhere~" He teased, "Besides, it's only five minutes..." Junko pouted, for real this time, and plopped down next to him, constantly poking his face, "Junko, stoooop..."

"I'm not going to make it easy for you to sleep if you're not getting up now." She grumbled. Kin whined and tried to turn away, but Junko kept poking his face, until he blearily glared at her and slowly sat up.

"You owe me for this...meanie..." Junko playfully stuck her tongue out at him, as he pushed himself up, "Come on, I want to make sure there are waffles when we get to breakfast!"

Neither of them noticed amber eyes staring in relief and amusement at the interaction between the two, nor did they see a little black bow twitch, ever so slightly.

"I can't believe we've been at Beacon for a full twenty-four hours! Not that I thought we'd get kicked out or anything, I mean, you're the perfect student and I'm... well, I'm me! But it's just crazy, you know?"

Mondo stared at the ginger girl who had been managing to talk for 15 minutes straight without taking a single breath, shooting the boy she was talking to a look of pity.

"Oowada-dono, about Initiation." Mondo turned towards Hifumi, who had been discussing how Initiation would work for him, "Who are you going to partner up with? You would work well with a large amount of people, because of your talent, but..." He trailed off, and Mondo knew what Hifumi didn't want to say when he glanced at Chihiro and Ishimaru.

"I...haven't decided...and I still can't look at Chihiro without remembering what I've done to him, and who knows what Ishimaru thinks of me now..." Hifumi winced, looking away guiltily. He hadn't meant to pick at old scars, "I'll need some time to think about it."

Hifumi nodded. After what he had done to Ishimaru, before being killed by Celeste, he had been trying to stay for away from her for the last three months. It was hard to just pretend that nothing was wrong, that they could still be social to each other after she murdered him, and he was fairly certain she felt the same way about her murdering him. Even now, he still had nightmares about the event, though thankfully, Junko seemed to leave him and the others alone whenever the topic came up.

He swore, the fact that Celeste was willing to make her own royal milk tea to avoid coming in contact with him spoke volumes. It was honestly a little frightening how much her mood would change upon seeing him.

"Cheer up, Oowada-dono. We will get through this, I know it." Hifumi replied, patting Mondo on the back. Mondo smiled at him in gratitude, as the two, finished with preparing for the day, left to pack everything.

Mukuro sighed as she tightened the straps on her sleeping bag, thinking of the time she spent with Fenrir. Even though she had been...'persuaded' in a manner into joining, she couldn't deny the fact that the experiences had left her with the combat skills she needed to serve her sister well. Even after death, she still wanted to stay within Junko's good graces, at least until she could explain the reason why she disappeared. And...well, she had made a few friends in Fenrir, who she wondered how they were doing at the moment. She honestly hoped they were okay.

"Penny...er, Lien for your thoughts?" Mukuro turned to see Sayaka looking at her, her sleeping bag already packed away, "You looked super deep in thought, and kinda sad."

"Yeah, no, it's just...I've been thinking about life with Fenrir. Even if it was horrifying, some of the best moments of my life on Earth were still made there, with my fellow mercenaries..." She felt her mood plummet at that, "If any of them died, then it'd be my fault..."

"C'mon, Mukuro, don't say that! The Tragedy was caused by your sister, You had nothing to do with it!"

"But I did, Sayaka. Junko was the brains, but I was the muscle behind the operation. If I wasn't with her, her plans would have definitely failed," Mukuro ran a hand down her face, "Sometimes, I ask myself what the hell I'm doing with you and Makoto and everyone. It's still hard to believe everyone forgave me..."

"Of course everyone forgave you! You were working under your sister's orders, even if it was by your own free will. You never did anything to cause the Tragedy! Heck, the most involved you were was as Junko's bodyguard!"

"I..." Mukuro took a deep breath, and smiled at Sayaka, "Thanks, Sayaka. I really needed to hear that, I guess. Any way I can repay you?"

"Maybe you can stop trying to win Makoto over?"

"Don't push it, Maizono."

"Aaaaaawwww..."

"Heretic! I will teach you the true breakfast god, Lord Pancake! Ren, let me go so I can pound that girl into dust for insulting pancakes!"

Aoi Asahina was conflicted.

"Junko, please, let me go! I'm only going to slightly kill her for saying waffles are inferior to pancakes!"

Aoi Asahina was very conflicted.

"Nora, NORA! Don't, please, just ignore her!" The black-haired she had seen with 'Nora', Ren, was holding Nora back from actively beating Kin to a pulp.

"Kin! Kin, it's OK! You can fight her when we're students, just sit, please!" On the other hand, Junko was struggling to hold Kin back from trying to fight Nora. The fact that the boy's face was twisted in a cute-ish face that somehow scared Aoi more than an angry Sakura was a bit concerning.

"Aoi, the others wanted me to tell you to—What is...what is going on here?" Aoi vaguely noticed the voice of her best friend behind her, and she definitely heard others gasp as Sakura walked up to her, staring at the scene.

"I...I don't know anymore..."

"Repent, sinner!" Nora screamed, straining against Ren's arms, who seemed to be growing increasingly tired, "Repent, and I shall spare your worthless waffle-loving life!"

"That's my line, you pancake-loving blasphemer!" Kin replied, Junko keeping him locked in place as he vainly kicked his legs in the air, "How dare you insinuate that paltry cake ripoffs that need butter to look good, are better than deliciously fluffy syrup collectors!"

"Goldilocks wannabe!"

"Ginger-haired barbarian!"

"Blonde washboard!"

"Dough-brained cow!"

"I'm going to stick you on a skewer and roast you on an open fire!"

"All that fat from the butter went to all the wrong fucking places, bitch!"

"Sakura," Aoi whined out, as she watched the two being held back hurl insults at each other, "Sanity is dead, isn't it?"

Sakura just gave her a sympathetic pat on a back and a pitying look.

It didn't help in the slightest.

Makoto Naegi didn't know what to say. Or if he should even say anything at the moment.

On one hand, Mondo was trying to patch things up with Chihiro and Ishimaru, looking extremely guilty while Chihiro seemed to be holding back tears. Leon was doing the same with Sayaka, tears openly streaming down his face as he babbled apologies to the one he had killed in self-defense. Mukuro stood nearby, smiling at Sayaka, which was concerning, considering the two had nearly been at each other's throats for some unknown reason over the past three months. While it was a sad moment, everyone seemed to have a weight lifted off their shoulders, seeming less tense than before, and Makoto couldn't help but smile at the thought.

On the other hand, Aoi seemed lost, Sakura was trying to comfort her for some reason, Junko seemed to be happily chatting with Kin Sakana, who Makoto was still unsure about his (her? Their? Honestly, Makoto didn't know anymore) gender, and Kin was openly glaring at the talkative ginger-haired girl from this morning, the girl in turn glaring back. The killing intent between the two was so palpable that it was near-visible.

"Celeste?" He asked.

"Yes?"

"Why is Leon groveling before Sayaka and holding out a bunch of apology letters in the middle of the locker room?"

"Whatever do you mean by oh my lord what is Leon doing?" Celeste gaped at the scene, a look of morbid embarrassment creeping onto her face.

"Should...should we stop him?" Makoto asked.

"I don't think we should. Sayaka seems to...really, really enjoy this," Celeste pointed at the smug face Sayaka had, as she practically preened in Leon's emotional agony. Makoto quickly made a mental note to keep Sayaka away from Junko for the foreseeable future.

"A-Anyways...is everyone ready for Initiation? Any weapon maintenance or repairs we need to do as a last-minute resort?" Celeste cocked Royal Flush, nodding in approval and reverting it into it's staff form.

"Other than Mondo adding a few decals to Acheron, everyone is prepared for Initiation. We have combat uniforms ready, and enough time to change before heading for the cliffs." She replied, Makoto nodding to her words.

"Gather the others. We head out together."

"Should I get Junko?"

"...On second thought, let's leave her be. She seems to be enjoying Kin's presence."

"Are you sure?"

"Do you really want to drag the insanely obsessive super-analyst away from the only thing besides despair that makes her happy?" Celeste paled at the statement.

"Point taken. I'll get everyone else so we can change."

"Come on, Kin, I wanna see what you use in combat!"

"Junko, it's...I'm not bringing my real weapon into Initiation." Junko stumbled a bit as they walked towards the 500's lockers, looking for their respective lockers and such.

"What? Why?! You're going to get killed out there if you don't bring your own weapon!"

"Junko, don't worry! I'm trained with what I'm bringing to Initiation, and I gotta keep a trump card up my sleeves! You know, save it for someone who might be a hassle to fight in combat class! Like...er...that blonde chick from the nightclub!" Kin defended, trying to reason his way out of an 'angry Junko' situation.

"Wait, she's attending Beacon?"

"Yeah, I saw her talking with some red-hooded girl last night. I think they're sisters. B-But besides that, I want to save it for someone hard! Like the blonde chick! Or Pyrrha Nikos! Or you!"

"Me?~" Junko couldn't help but let a bit of playfulness leak into her voice, smirking at Kin, who squeaked and turned away, blushing.

"I-I-It's not what you think it is! You just seem very strong and smart, in addition to how hot you are and WHY AM I DIGGING MYSELF A DEEPER HOLE?!" Junko snickered.

"So, what was that about me being hot-"

"OH LOOK IT'S OUR LOCKERS HAHAHAHA I'M GOING TO GO ON AHEAD NOW" Kin speed-walked away, blushing up a storm and sweating profusely as he tried to avoid Junko's eyes. She put on a teasing smirk, waiting until Kin turned around the corner and left her line of sight...

….And promptly slapped her hands to her cheeks, squealing to herself and blushing.

"He thinks I look hot!" She cheered, humming to herself happily as she followed him, reveling in the strange new feeling she was currently experiencing.

She ignored the sight of her former classmates staring at her in horror.

"Oh God, Junko's finally snapped," She swore she heard Leon mutter.

Makoto was finally dressed in his combat uniform, and waiting for everyone else. He wore a grey t-shirt under a black jacket and brown hiking pants with black hiking boots. A completely average outfit that fit him to a tee. He also had a sheath and a strap for Jeweled General, and a dark green commissar cap with silver trim that practically everyone had bullied him into wearing. Sayaka and Mukuro had apparently loved the sight of him taking charge, and thought the hat further enforced the image of him as a leader. He had his emblem, a circle within an eight-pointed star within a larger circle, on the very front of his hat.

He really didn't get it, but everyone liked it, so here he was. He felt like a bancho about to lead his gang to a big fight.

'Technically, that's what I'm doing, right?' He thought to himself. 'God, it's been three months, and even Junko's agreed that I'm the de-facto leader of Class 78. I guess this is how class reps must have felt like back in school.'

"Oh, Makoto!" Makoto turned at the sound of Sayaka's voice...and immediately held his nose to keep blood from pouring out at the sight, "How do we look?"

Sayaka had thrown a bit of her idol mannerisms into making her combat outfit, and it certainly showed. She wore a pink shirt that bared her midriff and black short shorts, with white knee-height boots, a black armband around her right forearm, and a white wristband around her left wrist. A small pink ribbon sat on top of her head, as she grinned at Makoto. Her emblem, a blue flower bud, was sewn onto the back of her shirt.

Honestly, if Makoto didn't know any better, he thought Sayaka was trying to seduce him. That wasn't possible, right?

Right?

Meanwhile, Mukuro had wore a black blouse with red trim, under a durable bulletproof vest she had...borrowed from the local police. She wore a brown skirt and black combat boots, with hidden knives in the soles. A red ribbon was wrapped her left wrist, and she had a knife holster strapped around her right thigh, There was a picture of a wolf with open jaws on her blouse's left shoulder. For some reason, Makoto thought she looked super cute like this. The massive blush on her face, for some reason, didn't help. Why was she blushing anyways?

"So? Come on, tell us!~" Makoto managed to let out a strangled squeak, before blood burst from his nose and he fell backwards in a dead faint. Sayaka and Mukuro quickly ran over to him, worried.

"Oh God, did I overdo it?!" Sayaka cried, as Mukuro glared at her for causing this.

"Hurk...So...cute..." Makoto gasped out unconsciously, and the two girls turned towards each other.

"...He was talking about me."

"Grow up, Ikasuba, Makoto was clearly talking about me!" The two girls glared as each other for a few seconds, then Sayaka sighed, and helped Makoto up,

"Let's just get him awake..." She grumbled.

It was time.

Initiation would start in five minutes, and Class 78 was headed for the Beacon cliffs, fully prepped and looking ready for war. Everyone had a unique outfit made specifically for combat alone, that they took pride in.

Junko, ever the fashionista she was proclaimed to be, wore a trendy black-and-white designer shirt that had the caption "Monochrome World", and designer jeans, with various grenade belts strapped all over her body. Her weapons, which she had named "Gray Zone", were matched with a pair of steel gray loafers, and her signature Monokuma pins, as she strutted confidently towards the cliff. Her emblem, which she had sewn into the right breast, was...a Monokuma head.

Ishimaru wore a crisp white military uniform with gold-colored epaulettes, two tiny spikes poking out of the tips. He had black military boots, and an armband on both of his forearms, The one on the left read "Justice", while the one on the right read "Morality". Ishimaru said that the Vale Police Department had gifted him this uniform as a reward for his work as head of the Police Morals and Ethics Committee, and an exceptional junior officer. His emblem was a gavel and a scythe crossed together, with the word "Guilty" above, and the word "Innocent" below, the symbol. He had the emblem put on the jacket's right shoulder, beneath the epaulette.

Mondo wore his old gang leader outfit, every detail copied down to a tee. This time, however, he added metal-studded anti-blade gloves imbued with Dust to make it more durable, and a cough mask with painted red diamond patterns all over it. On the back of his tokko-fuku, however, the words "Crazy King of Diamonds" was written in bold letters in red. Even in another world, Mondo took pride in being the leader of the Crazy Diamonds, if the emblem he chose, a crown with a red diamond over the center, was anything to believe.

Leon traded in his white blazer and grunge skull t-shirt for a white t-shirt with a hannya mask design under a black leather jacket, and his usual jeans for light blue ripped jeans. He wore the same white platform shoes from when he attended Hope's Peak, and the same padlocked necklace, but he had thrown away his studded belts and rings, and now wore two simple chains hanging from a belt loop and running into his pocket. The chains themselves were connected to Dust crystals he had encased for emergencies. His emblem, an eight intersecting over a one, was planted on the back of his jacket.

Byakuya was dressed a bit...flashier, than everyone else. He wore a black tuxedo shirt under a dark red suit. His socks were made of silk, his gloves were an immaculate white, his shoes were hand-crafted by artisans, and there was a fancy pocketwatch in his breast pocket. Everything he wore was extremely expensive, and if one looked closely, they would see gold fiber woven within the material of the gloves. Everything about him screamed 'Kneel before me, you worthless commoners', and others who saw him were...angered, to say the least.

Toko wore...her old school uniform. Well, not really. It was a cleaner version of her old school uniform, with a blood-red brooch near the center of the chest, but that was pretty much the only change she had made. Apparently, Syo favored what she wore, and Toko was forced to go along with it.

Kyoko wore a grey jacket over a white blouse, and a short lavender skirt, held up by a leather belt. Her studded black gloves were still on her, though she went with black hiking boots opposed to her heeled ankle-height boots. Her ribbon tied all her hair back in a ponytail, the exception being her hair braids, and her emblem, the bird-like symbol she had with her, was printed on the palms of her gloves.

Hifumi had gone all out, seeing this as a 'once-in-a-lifetime fantasy situation' and decked himself out in a set of video-game equipment. It was an honest-to-God video game set of armor from Final Fantasy that cosplayers would often wear, the Fighter from the very first game, and everyone is staring and silently laughing at the borderline-obese nerd-looking boy holding a massive warhammer. Junko found it hilarious.

Celeste wore an elegant Gothic Lolita-style black skirt with white trim, and a black blouse and white jacket, and knee-high stockings. She also had her white bonnet, but she had discarded her gold circular earrings for simpler gold studs...though they were made of actual 24-carat gold. Her gunmetal ring was still where it was, on her index finger. Her emblem, a golden circle encasing an open eye with a red iris, was on her left breast on her jacket.

Aoi had donned a simple white t-shirt with the caption "Power of Water", and denim jeans with blue and white sneakers. Sachiel's Palm were strapped into her hands, and her hair was tied into the odd curled ponytail that somehow managed to deny gravity. There was a sea-blue medallion with the kanji for 'Sea' hanging around her neck. Her emblem, the Japanese kanji for 'Water' inside a sun symbol, was on the back of her t-shirt. She kept asking Sakura why almost every boy they ran into would ogle her, but Sakura refused to answer, and would often scare the boys away.

Sakura wore a nearly-identical set of clothes as Asahina, but instead of the sea-blue medallion, she had a reddish-brown medallion with the kanji for 'Power', her shirt and jeans were noticeably ripped and missing sleeves, and she wore brown leather sandals instead of sneakers. Her emblem, the kanji for 'Strength' inside a full moon symbol, was displayed on the front of her shirt. Almost everyone who saw her trembled in fear, the exception being a few students and Class 78.

Hagakure wore a dark gray robe with red patterns, that obscured most of his body, and black loafers. He couldn't really wear any hats due to his hair, something he still wasn't over. Underneath the robe, he wore a gray two-piece suit with a crystal ball pin on his left breast pocket. His emblem, an evil eye symbol inside a crystal ball, was smack dab in the middle of his breast pockets, and he always carried his trusty crystal ball with him in a durable steel case on his back.

Last but not least, Chihiro had on his old outfit as well. He had switched to a dark verdant green for his uniform, and his hair had grew a bit longer, to the point where he tied it into a ponytail. On top of his outfit was a large dark green jacket, with binary code running down the sleeves. His emblem, a pixelated skull and bones symbol with the word 'ERROR' underneath, was on the left shoulder of his jacket.

With the addition of Sayaka and Mukuro, these fifteen walked behind Makoto like a gang and Makoto was the leader, giving off the aura of Makoto's bodyguards. It seemed awkward, how Makoto would be completely relaxed and smiling at everyone he passed, and he was pretty sure, behind him, Junko was riling everyone up subtly, despite them not knowing it. He could hear her voice behind him, somehow convincing the others to get focused, resulting in fifteen grim-faced superpowered teenagers looking like they were walking to their death.

Makoto was pretty sure Junko was using reverse psychology. It was just a hunch, though.

Hopefully...

...Fuck.

In a gap between dimensions, Komaru Naegi woke up...and sprang out of her bed, cheering "It's Initiation Day!" The cry rang out throughout the white borderline-mansion she was living in...and almost instantly, doors around the massive house burst open, as the inhabitants quickly rushed to the bathrooms, hell-bent on washing up and getting to the Brothers to watch the Initiation.

Of course, they may have built a few things to cheer Class 78 on.

"Where'd I put the foam finger?!"

"What do you mean you misplaced the bandanas?!"

"Daiya-san! I have the banners with me, where should I put them?"

"Mrrrrrreeeeeow!" "Someone feed the cat, it's getting cranky!"

It was...chaotic, to say the least.

The Brothers couldn't help but stare at the discord happening, until everyone finally finished and they all piled up on a large black-and-white plush couch capable of seating at least 50 people...after having set up multiple streamers, balloons, and banners saying "Go Go Class 78!" They also wore bandanas saying the same message, and all of them looked at the Brothers expectantly.

Even the cat.

Even the ghost of Mondo's dead brother, who had decded to join the group in watching the visions.

"...Brother, why do we tolerate them again?"

"Because killing or maiming them will anger the ones we want on our good side?"

"...Sometimes I hate you, brother. With all of my hatred."

With a simple wave of their hands, Earth was privy to yet another broadcast into the world of Remnant.

The base of Ultimate Despair was in chaos.

And it wasn't the regular kind of despair-inducing despair that would usually be going on. No, this time, it was a different, more fanatical, more sinister more of chaos that was occurring.

"Where's the life-sized picture of Junko-sama?"

"Did someone see my blood red headbands around? They're the ones with 'Despair' in black on the front!"

"I have the food ready! Where do I put the bruschetta?"

"Where's my camera? Where's my camera?!"

Yes, just like in the Gap, the Ultimate Despairs were also preparing to watch the Initiation of Class 78, if only to sneer at Naegi and cheer for Junko. Everyone was frantically running around,setting up a suitable place to watch. They had also upgraded the broken TV to a borderline movie screen, using the sheer size so everyone could watch without shoving for a good view. So far, there was a veritable feast before them, a decadent five-course meal they could eat while watching, 3 plush sofas lining the screen, beverages and snacks off to a small table on the side, and they were all wearing clothing and accessories proclaiming 'Despair!' and 'Go Junko-sama!'.

It was the most terrifying fanclub meeting in all of existence.

"Alright, so we have everything in order," Fuyuhiko rattled off, anxiously waiting for the TV to turn itself on, "Unless we have any last-minute additions to what we have—TSUMIKI, FOR THE LAST FUCKING TIME, WE CANNOT ALLOW YOUR BODY PILLOW HERE! EVEN IF JUNKO-SAMA'S ON IT!"

"Ah, come on, Fuyuhiko!" Souda snickered, "Just this once, you know? After all, Junko-sama's making her big debut on Remnant!" Fuyuhiko growled, bur relented.

"Fine. Fine, just this once." Fuyuhiko waved his hand at Mikan, who was happily squeeing to herself while hugging a body pillow of Junko Enoshima's barely-clothed self.

Even the other Despairs found her obsession and devotion a bit too...excessive.

"Alright, then! Everyone get what you want, and sit down, show's starting soon!" Fuyuhiko paused, then turned to Akane, "Akane, you go last."

"Wha-Why?!"

"Because every time you go first, you take 90% of the food, so shut the fuck up and go wait!"

At the same time, on a small island far away from the mainland, the Future Foundation were...getting popcorn and refreshments.

"Remind me why we're doing this again, sir?" Kyosuke Munakata grumbled out as he, Juzo and Chisa walked alongside Kazuo to grab refreshments for the Initiation.

"Munakata, we cannot help Class 78 in any way. We can only watch and cheer them on from here," Kazuo replied, "Of course, that does not mean we cannot enjoy it as well. It's akin to...watching a movie, I suppose."

"I wanna help them as much as you do, Kyosuke, but Tengan-san's right," Juzo said, carrying three boxes of snacks and popcorn, "We can't really help them unless we somehow manage to travel across dimensions. Besides, I kinda want to see what's going to happen." At that, he cracked a bloodthirsty grin, imagining the different types of Grimm that could appear.

"That, plus, everyone has duties to fulfill here. Ando-chan has to maintain the PR, Izayoi-san is helping with weapon-smithing, Seiko-chan is making new medicines for the people who need it... I think the 'visions' are the only time they really get a break! And none of them are skilled enough to survive Remnant..." Chisa added.

"..." Kyosuke stayed silent, conflicted. Eventually, he just sighed and nodded, "Do you think the base still has coffee?"

"Kyosuke, you know we're always stocked up on coffee~" Chisa sang out, giggling. Kyosuke couldn't help but crack a small grin at her reply.

"Alright, then. For now, we'll sit back and watch—Wait, did we grab the drinks from the storage?"

"...Shit." Juzo mumbled.

On Towa Island, the situation was more contained.

"OK, who has the candy?"

"I have the soda! Extra sugar in it, too!"

"I have the clothes! They all look super adorbs this time!"

"Monaca has the popcorn!"

"I have all the information we wrote about Remnant with me."

That didn't mean it was any less chaotic.

"Aaaaaawwww, Nagisa! Why do you have to ruin everyone with the papers?"

"Masaru, please stop. If we gather enough information, we can find a way to help Big Sis Junko."

"Monaca wants to help Big Sis Junko! Keep up the good work, Nagisa, you cutie-pie!"

"E-Erk! Monaca!" A massive blush from the speaker.

"...But seriously, who has the candy?"

"...I...I got it..."

"Thanks, Jataro!"

The Warriors of Hope, now 'liberators' of Towa Island, and psuedo-recluses, piled together to watch the Initiation.

Their parents' bodies, stuffed in a clogged garbage disposal chute, continued to rot. Not that anyone would ever notice.

"Welcome, everyone, to your Initiation into Beacon." Ozpin said, looking at the group of students lined up on the cliffs overlooking the Emerald Forest, "For years, you have trained, endured, and powered through hurdles the normal person cannot conquer, to become the warriors need to protect the Kingdoms. And today, your abilities, and the culmination of your training, will be tested here in the Emerald Forest.

"Now, I'm sure you have heard from rumors about the assignment of 'teams' and what they entail so allow me to end your confusion about such. You will be assigned teammates...today, in the Emerald Forest." He ignored the mumbles coming from some of the students, "These teammates, whoever they shall be, will be with you through thick and thin for the rest of your time here at Beacon. As such, you should aim to be paired with someone you know you will work well with.

"With that being said, try to choose wisely, because the first person you make eye contact with will be your partner for the next four years here." There was a scream of anguish, which Ozpin was sure belonged to Miss Rose, if he remembered correctly. "After you have partnered up with someone, head for the northern end of the forest, where you will find several relics. Each pair must bring one relic back to us, on top of the cliff, to pass. Upon bring us the relic, we will grade you appropriately.

"And one last thing. You must give it 100 percent of your effort, or you. Will. Die." Ozpin finished, "Now. Are there any questions?" Jaune Arc raised his hand.

"Uh, sir? I...have a question." Ozpin ignored him, watching Weiss Schnee get launched into the forest, "Sit, uh, this landing strategy thing, what do you mean? You're d-dropping us off, right?"

"No," Ozpin replied, "You will be falling." 'Don't smile, don't smile, don't smile, for the love of the Brothers, don't smile.'

"Oh, I, uh, I see. So, you're giving us parachutes to use, r-right?"

"You will be using your own 'landing strategy' instead." More students were launched, some screaming, some whooping, and Ozpin resisted the urge to break into a large grin right there and then.

"Oh...I, uh, I see. So, what do you mean by a landing StraaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" Jaune was cut off upon being launched 50 kilometers per second into the air, hurtling towards the Emerald Forest.

"...Glynda."

"Yes, Headmaster?"

"They've all been launched, correct?"

"Yes Headmaster."

"Good." And with that, Ozpin took a slow, long sip of his coffee, and swallowed, sighing contentedly...before he burst into laughter, holding his sides.

Yes, sometimes, it was good to be the Headmaster.

A/N: So.

I'm doing the Initiation next chapter.

*gets swarmed by angry readers* WAIT NO LET ME EXPLAIN

The thing is, I haven't planned out the Initiation yet. There are new Grimm I'm planning on introducing to the story, one of the moments I will use being the Initiation. Problem is, I haven't decided what I'll introduce. I legit have a list of 25 different Grimm types and counting. I need some time to plan all this out first.

Secondly, I have college applications and research coming up soon (I'm not ready please help me), so when I apply for, and head for college...well...that just means less time for me to write this.

Lastly, I'm trying to adjust all the minor details for the color names. I also need to plan out how the story progresses, and the changes and divergences from canon. As well as the ships. The ships take priority.

Not-so-little hint: Kin x Junko is basically the only ship that will definitely be in the story.

They gonna do the diddly huehuehuehuehue.

Now, bear in mind that this is not a self-insert story. Just in case anyone is wondering or planning to ask. So no, I am not Kin in any way, nor am I using Kin to fulfill fantasies of my own, unlike 95% of other SI story writers. And Kin's backup weapon is...

Going to be revealed in a fight in Initiation. What, you really thought I was going to spoil the surprise? Hah! Get baited, suckers!

With all that out of the way, the poll for who Makoto will hook up with in now open! Vote for what ship you want to see in the story, and vote now! And like I said, if you have an reasonable side ships you want to see with KinXJunko and MakotoX?, send them in now! This extends to RWBY characters as well. But seriously, reasonable ships only. I'm not going to do something like HifumiXChihiro or, God forbid, MercuryXZwei. And yes, I have seen people actually suggest that on other stories.

It still haunts me to this day...

Also, I am now taking suggestions for Ship names! Because I'm a lazy fucktard who can't think of any! Hahahahahahahahah(slowly devolves into loud sobbing)

Last but not least, I need a beta reader. Because I don't want to find mistakes in my writing. If you're interested, PM me soon!

With all that, out of the way, this is Gold Magikarp signing out! Peace!

PS, no V3 characters. Bye!