(Ruby's POV)

So, Vomit Boy just stumbled past us. I guess the view of the world below wasn't for everyone. What a way to ruin a good moment. "I wonder who we're gonna meet." Yang told me enthusiastically. "I just hope they're better than 'Vomit Boy'." I was not as enthusiastic as Yang. But hey, what a coincidence that we meet someone right as we talk about who we meet. Well, I guess, for Yang, it's not the first time she'd seen them. "Yang? Is that you?" We turned towards the voice.

Wow, she was short. Shorter than me! And I was only fifteen. She either was just as old as me, or she hasn't had her growth spurt yet. Her short, yet wavy cornflower blue hair covered her right eye, which I would assume is a deep blue, since that was what her left eye was. She wore a teal sweatshirt with top part of it being instead a powder blue, all the way from her neck to her shoulders. There was a tangerine-colored bow tie where the two shades of blue met on the front of her shirt. She had a ginger-orange miniskirt with a basic orange pair of athletic shorts that went down to her knees. Her knee-high socks were navy blue, covering the rest of her legs. Her shoes were the same basic orange as her shorts on the bottom and the same powder blue on the top. In the center of each of her shoes was a carrot-colored square that seemed to glow. And she had a pair of bright orange, open-fingered gloves. What was strange about the gloves was that the index and middle fingers were not open-fingered.

"Oh, hey Chihiro! Fancy this, huh?" I was surprised. I didn't know who Chihiro, apparently that was her name, was. Did Yang meet her somewhere? "Oh, meet my sister, Ruby." Well, I guess it's my turn to meet her I guess, cause Yang just sent me her way with one sentence. "Oh, uh, hi Chihiro." I meekly greeted her. "Um, hello to you too Ruby." It seemed she was just as shy. "So, you know Yang? From school? Or was it something else?" I wanted to know why Chihiro apparently knew Yang, so I asked the obvious questions. "I never really went out of my was to socialize with people at school. I first met with her on the street. I wasn't sure if I wanted to be a Huntress or not, and Yang sort of pushed me in the direction I needed. So, here I am." It looked like Chihiro was nervous. I couldn't blame her. It's the first time she's met me. Well, guess I should be friendly towards her. "Well, I'm glad she did. Otherwise, I would've never met you!" Chihiro seemed to smile vividly. "Thanks. You know, you're kind of cute. Like a button." And now she was flirting with me. I stammered a little. Then I looked towards Chihiro and it looked as if she was kicking herself on the inside. Might be something I'd need to talk about with her later. We turned back towards Yang. "Wow, I never thought you'd get along well with someone THAT fast. We haven't even landed yet. I guess you'll be starting off the year with a Yang!" I groaned. I was used to Yang's puns by now. Didn't make them any less painful to listen to. I heard Chihiro chuckle a little. Guess she liked it. If only she knew how bad it was going to… I looked at Chihiro. She was looking down at Yang's feet. Then I looked where she was looking. Then I understood that Chihiro was NOT laughing at Yang's pun. "Oh, Yang, gross, you have puke on your shoe!" Yang's smile dropped as she looked down. Sure enough, there was, indeed, vomit on her shoe. "Gross, gross, gross, gross, gross, gross…" "Get away get away! Get away from me!" "Sorry for laughing. I just found it funny that you seemed so calm with vomit on your shoe like it was no big deal. I guess you never noticed until now.

(Yang's POV)

I was going to have to talk with Chihiro after this. And then maybe I'd 'talk' with Vomit Boy.

(Chihiro's POV)

After the conversation ended, well, disturbingly, we arrived shortly after. On our way out, I saw the newly dubbed 'Vomit Boy' regurgitating into a trash can. "The view from Vale's got nothing on this!" Yang seemed like she was ready for anything. Then, Ruby… Oh dear… "Ooh! Ooh! Sis! That kid has a collapsible staff! And she's got a fire sword!" I never took Ruby for a weapon nut. Then again, I guess I was sort of the same with the 'quality traits' of the other Huntsmen and Huntresses in training here… Stop it Chihiro! You're better than this! "Hey, Chihiro! What weapon do you have?" I turned towards Ruby once more. I flinched. She had a giant red and black, mechanical scythe in her arms. I decided to muster what little courage I had left to respond. "Well, it's one of my gloves. I had the other sewn to match it. Although, the hexagram isn't on the copy." I showed Ruby and Yang the hexagram on my right glove. "It's not the weapon I made in Signal. It's one that my father had made for me to help me when I decided to become a Huntress…" My voice trailed off a bit. How on earth did my father know I would be a Huntress. When I get settled in, I'm going to have to question him about it. "Uh, it's a trans-matter power glove with a plasmatic blaster and portal gun sewn in the seams. I call it Phasisstutter." I didn't know how Yang would react. Ruby was predictable. "Oh, cool! You have to show me that in action!" This was a first. Someone asking me to show off. "Uh, well…" Before I could give my approval, I heard a voice. One I never though I'd hear again. "I knew that meek, yet affirming voice belonged to someone I knew. Just needed to confirm my suspicions." I turned to the voice's origin. I couldn't believe it. It was my childhood friends from Vacuo, Stella and Leichter.

First was Stella. Her long, curvy, and beige hair flowing with the subtle wind. Her Mocha Brown wool sweater with white sleeves rolled up to her elbows was new. But I recognized the black and brown moccasins she cherished anywhere. Her clean grey socks and black tights I knew were hand-me-downs from her older sister. I saw Tawny wear those on a daily basis before she outgrew them. Her gloves were definitely unique. They were black, but her index and ring fingers were grey instead. Finally, her eyes were a glistening peanut brown with the cutest dimple under her left eye. And dead in the center of her sweater was the Capulet Star, the symbol of her family. It was a taffy-pink C with four magenta diamonds jutting out of the four 'corners'. Inside the center of the C was a butterscotch-yellow star.

Then there was Leichter. His amethyst hair was messy, and his eggplant-colored eyes looked tired. What happened to him when we left? He was usually more upbeat than this. I guess he went back to being lonely when we all left. His lemon collar had a dandelion button keeping it together. His plum dress-pants were smooth and silky, contrary to his head's appearance. His shoes were a bright honey-yellow. They looked a bit fancy. And his gloves were a deep iris-purple. His dress shirt was definitely an oddity. His right sleeve was a basic yellow and his left was orchid purple. At the end of each sleeve were cufflinks, appearing almost exactly like his collar. The base of his shirt was basic purple, but on the right side, starting from where his lungs would be, was a black strip, separate from the rest of the shirt. It even went past where the rest of the shirt ended and covered a part of his right hip. On said strip was the Xandercat Clock symbol his family cherished. The X shape was a basic yellow with the top points of the X having brown triangles on top of it. The center was a brown circle with umber clock inscriptures on it, not easy to see if you weren't looking for it. What was strange about it is that it seemingly changed with the time. Like if the time was 4:30, that's what the clock would show. I'm not sure how it works. Supposedly it's a Xandercat family secret. There were brown whiskers on the side of the 'clock', much like a cat. And the tail was on the bottom of said 'clock'.

Enough talking. I want to meet my friends. "I'll see you later Yang. Ruby. I want to catch up with my old friends!" I waved goodbye as I ran towards faces I thought I would never see for decades. "Leichter! Stella! It's so good to see you again!" I had to look up to them. Literally. They were just as tall as Yang. Sometimes I wished I didn't have that syndrome. I'll never be able to grow as tall as I hoped. "You too Chihi!" Stella patted my head. I blushed for a different reason. My father called me Chihi when I was little. He still does. Stella took a liking to the nickname and started using it on a regular basis. "Easy Stella, you're making Chihiro blush." Leichter was always a realist. And one to point out the obvious. "Oops. Sorry Chihi." "It's fine Stella." So, why are you here? At Beacon, I mean." I wanted to know why they were here, even if the answer was a bit obvious. "Well duh! We're here to be Huntsmen! Like you, I'd assume." Oh Stella. I know you too well. While yes, I believe you do want to be a Huntress for greater good, I know you'd enjoy fighting the creatures of Grimm. Or any ne'er-do-well. You always did have a knack for fighting. "Well, Leichter? Is it true?" I wanted to hear Leichter confirm it for myself. "Yeah. Guess if I have so much time to kill, might as well use it to help." This surprised me. Leichter, even when he was more upbeat, was always lazy. He'd never go out of his way to do something unless he had to. Well, unless it was hanging out with us. "Well, I'm glad you're here! We have so much we need to catch up on!" I wanted to know what my friends have been up to all this time. It's been 9 Years since we last saw each other and I wanted to know what changed. "Okay, we will Chihi! Isn't that right, Leichter?" Stella made a cocky look at Leichter saying that last part. "Eh, I guess I have time to catch up." Now where was Roderick?

(Weiss's POV)

I couldn't believe this. Some girl just stumbled into my suitcases and almost caused some serious damage. And now she looked completely clueless. Did she not know what Dust is? "What are you, brain dead? Dust! Fire, Water, Lightning, energy! Are you even listening to me? Is any of this sinking in? What do you have to say for yourself?" I took one long look at her. She looked like she actually was brain dead! Unbelieva… "STOP! PUT IT AWAY!" I heard a voice call out from nowhere. Was that directed at me? Did that guy know who I am? Well that's just great! Now I have TWO clueless… "Uhhhhaaaahhh-Chooooo!" And just like that, we blew up. The resulting explosion blew the Dust right out of my hands. I took one hard glare at the girl who sneezed and nearly blew us all to bits. "Unbelievable! This is exactly the kind of thing I was talking about!" I was more than a bit peeved. I was furious. "Well, maybe you shouldn't be shaking one of the most volatile substances in all of Remnant right in front of someone's nose!" Oh great! It was the other voice that told me to put it away. I turned to face him.

In front of me was a young man. He looked a little familiar. Maybe I saw him earlier? Well, he had basic brown hair, straight, yet the left side had subtle curves up and outward from his head. His moss-green eyes looked a bit stern. He wore a basil green jacket and had left it open, revealing a gingerbread-brown T-shirt. The collar at the top of his jacket was a basic green. His Pants were formal-looking and mahogany. And his open fingered gloves and boots were pine green. The bottom of his boots was pitch black and had basic green straps. Speaking of straps, he had one around his torso. Said strap was attached to a holster which held a red, intricately shaped axe. And on the left side of his jacket was a symbol. It was two trapezoids with the bottom part bent. In between the top part of the two shapes was a teal diamond. And below it was a cyan circle. I swear I had seen it before. It was called something like, the Monument Gem? I don't know.

"What do you want?" I asked him. I hoped to get a good answer out of him for his sudden outburst. "I WANTED to stop a disaster from happening. But it seems I was too late. Or you didn't know what you were doing!" That was an insult. "Excuse me? Who do you think I am?" He HAD to not know who I am if he was going to talk like this. "Actually, now that I got a good look at you, I do! But right now, I don't care! You shook Dust in front of someone's nose! OF COURSE she was going to sneeze." I was sure he was bluffing about knowing who I was. He didn't call me out by name. "I'm really, really sorry!" I turned to face the causer of this catastrophe. "Ugh, you complete, dolt!" I heard the man's voice again. "Hey, she said she was sorry!" I quickly turned towards him. "You! Zip it!" I turned back to the girl. "What are you even doing here? Aren't you a little young to be attending Beacon?" She DID look a few years younger than the others here. "Well…I…" It didn't seem like I was going to get a good answer out of her. "This isn't your ordinary combat school. It's not just sparring and practice you know. We're here to fight monsters! So watch where you're going!" "Hey, I said I was sorry, Princess." That ticked me off. Just what I needed. The dolt didn't know who I was at all. I wouldn't be surprised if the insubordinate behind me didn't know who I was either. "It's Heiress, actually." I heard someone else enter the conversation. Her color scheme looked almost completely black. "Weiss Schnee, heiress to the Schnee Dust Company, one of the largest producers of energy propellant in the world." At last, someone who knew who I was. "Finally, some recognition!" And the moment is gone. "The same company infamous for its controversial labor forces and questionable business partners." "What- How dare- The nerve of-!" "Yep. I knew who you were, Weiss. I believe your sister works with my father." Now I knew who the insubordinate was. He was Corporal Zaffre Montague's son. Roderick Montague. I was about to say something, but then I looked back at the girl in black. I saw the dust in her hands. It was the same dust that was blown out of my hands. Literally. I grunted once, took it, and left. And thankfully, nobody followed me.

(Roderick's POV)

I'm glad someone put Weiss in her place. I knew what the SDC did. I hated the fact that the company exploited the Faunus. Anyhow, I saw someone pick up the girl who had apparently fallen on the floor somehow. "Hey… I'm Jaune." "Ruby." Hm. Some names. Maybe now I formally introduce myself. "Aren't you the guy that threw up on the ship?" Now I was intrigued. "Okay, that's not something you hear every day." They turned towards me. "I'm Roderick. Nice to meet you."

After some talking and walking, I got to know Jaune and Ruby a bit better. "All I'm saying is that motion sickness is a much more common problem than people let on!" Jaune was desperately trying, and failing, to protect his pride. "Look, I'm sorry 'Vomit Boy' was the first thing that came to mind." I tried so hard to stifle my laughter. "Oh yeah, what if I called you 'Crater Face'?" I let out a small chuckle. "Hey, that explosion was an accident." "Well, the name's Jaune Arc! Short, sweet, rolls off the tongue, ladies love it!" That's what broke me. It wasn't too terribly loud, but I'm sure anyone could've heard my laughter after THAT last remark. "Do they?" "They will. Well, I hope they will…" I couldn't help myself but speak what was on my mind. "No they won't." "Hey, my mom is the one who told me… never mind…" I heard Ruby laugh a little. And I was recovering from my little laughing fit. "So, I got this thing." Next thing I knew, Ruby took out a giant mechanical scythe. That snapped me out of it real fast. "Woah! Is that a scythe?" I could tell that Jaune was nervous by the shakiness of his voice. "Yep." That was the only was I could respond. "It's also a customizable, high impact velocity sniper rifle." How interesting. "A wha-?" Of course. "It's also a gun." "Oh. That's cool!" NOW Jaune's starting to get it. "What's the caliber?" I asked, wanting to keep the conversation going. "Wouldn't you like to know." And Ruby was being impish. "Oh, nice axe! What can it do?" And she noticed it. Surprised it took her this long. "Well, here's a little demonstration!" I took out my axe. It was a Poleaxe specifically. It's entire color scheme was red and had a plethora of triangles and quadrilaterals embalmed on the flat side. The very bottom and top of the axe had small shards that left openings in the center and the center of the pole had a two-parted hilt that was connected. I turned the two sides of the hilt and the axe briefly ignited. "Woah! So cool!" Ruby looked in absolute awe. Jaune was less than ecstatic. "Woah! Careful!" I wasn't done yet. "Watch this!" I pulled hard on the hilt and the open part on the top of the axe shot a condensed ball of fiery energy. It blew up in the air. The radius was rather small, but I knew anyone hit by it wouldn't think the damage was as small as the blast. I saw Ruby's eyes. They were sparkling like the shiniest diamond. I grinned a little. "Yeah, this axe/musket's got the literal firepower I need!" Then I facepalmed because of my unintentional pun. I was never one for them. Ruby snickered. "So, what've you got?" Ruby turned towards Jaune. I did too, curious as to what he had. "Oh- uh, I got this sword." "Oooooooh!" Ruby looked a bit intrigued. I was a little disappointed buy decided not to look the way I felt. "Yeah, I've got a shield too!" That caught my eye. You don't see many of those these days. At least, not a hard-shield that couldn't do anything that wasn't protect. "So what do they do?" And Jaune had his shield slip out of his fingers. He struggled to get it back in his hands. Of course he did. "Well… the shield gets smaller… So… when I get tired of carrying it… I can just put it away." Practical, but there was one flaw. I was about to point it out, but Ruby beat me to it. "But wouldn't it weigh the same?" "Yeah, it does." Of course. "Well, I'm kind of a dork when it comes to weapons. I guess I did go a little overboard designing it." My eyes widened at that part. "I'm sorry, what?" "Wait, you made that?" Jaune and I had both responded at the same time, both of us amazed at what Ruby had been capable of. "Of course! All students at Signal forge their own weapons." That explained it, a little I suppose. An over-the-top weapon for an eccentric girl. Fitting I suppose. "Isn't that a requirement at Signal?" Asking the obvious. "Yep." Ruby doesn't beat around the bush, now does she? "Didn't you make yours?" Ruby asked to the both of us. "I did." I answered firmly. Jaune, on the other hand, looked a bit more sullen. I'm guessing he didn't. "It's a hand-me-down. My great-great grandfather used it to fight in the war." I was disappointed a bit at the first part. After the second part, Jaune had a little of my respect. Honoring your family, I hope I can be the Huntsman my father would want me to be. Ruby and I noticed Jaune looked a bit sore on the fact he didn't make his own weapon. "Sounds more like a family heirloom to me!" Ruby said this, unintentionally cheering Jaune up a little. "My sentiments exactly." I only helped. "Well I like it." Ruby, of course, would like any weapon. "Not many people have an appreciation for the classics these days." I let out a small laugh. "You're one to talk!" I then noticed Jaune. He looked, how you say, unsettled. "Yeah. The classics." I could tell something was wrong. I decided not to pursue.

Then we got lost. Or more, Ruby and Jaune got lost. Seems they didn't know where to go. Of course. "Well, you WERE going the right way. I'll take you back there." Then Ruby and Jaune followed me. When we got to the amphitheater's doorway, I was soundly surprised. "Well aren't you guys sights for sore eyes?" Stella turned around to face me. "Roderick!" Chihiro and Leichter turned around shortly after. "What took you so long?" Leichter, of course, pointed this glaring fact out. It was true I was the last of the old friends to show up. "Yeah, you're usually the first one at these sorts of things." And of course Chihiro was still as short as ever. Only she, I, Stella, Leichter, and our families knew of Chihiro's condition. We never brought up that sore subject. "Well, I had to help some people out who got lost." Stella looked behind me. "Yeah, I see that." Chihiro also seemed to notice. And recognized someone. "Hey Ruby!" Huh, I guess Chihiro and Ruby already met. "Hey Chihiro!" Ruby greeted back. And Leichter, as usual, didn't care. "Well, let's go. We have an assembly to attend." Then the six of us walked into the amphitheater, waiting for what trials await us.

Author's Notes

Welcome to the first official chapter of the story. Well, you know what the soon to be Team RSCL looks like now. And like I said, their presence in Remnant will change canon a bit, but not drastically. What will change, and what won't? You'll have to read this fic and find out. This is a long chapter, I wont lie. Longer than anything else I've written that's for sure. Also, even though Stella's sister, Tawny, and Roderick's father, Zaffre, have known names now, they won't appear until MUCH later in the fic. The next chapter will be a bit later than I'd like though. My schedule outside of this is a bit busy and I won't have much time to work on this for a few days. Expect Chapter 2 to come out at 8/15 at soonest and 8/18 at latest. Anyhow, the true story is finally starting, and it only escalates from here. Until next time, I'll stay Enigmatic

-UltimateEnigmatic