A/N: So there was a comment asking why a strength semblance when there is so many other things to choose from that I would like to respond too. For one, Zelle wasn't taking the situation seriously at all, so he decided to try and be a troll. Also Strength is interesting for me. It's a very broad term that has multiple points of views on what strength is. The best example I can think of is Wolverine vs. Hulk. Both are "strong" but for different reasons. For now, he can move and fight at a higher level than most of the other hunters and huntresses. Later I intend to show that his "Strength" semblance has more to it than Zelle is aware of.

Combat Class

Team RWBY woke up bright and early as another day approached. They were only into their fourth day at Beacon and it has already been crazy stressful for the team. With a combination of initiation and the revelations about their male teammate. The team was mentally exhausted, with more than a few thoughts of skipping classes coming to mind. However, they got themselves up and began planning a routine for the mornings. As Weiss was using the shower Yang figured now would be the best time to bring out their absent teammate.

"So, what are your opinions of our male teammate?"

Ruby decided to voice her opinion first, "He seems really nice, with the exception of attacking us and all that. But he didn't really seem all in that control of himself." A slight blush tinted her cheeks as she remembered what Zelle said before he collapsed. Yang didn't seem to pick up on this though. Lucky for Zelle. She looked over to Blake for her answer.

Blake added to this without looking up from her book, "while his+ motives and his reasoning yesterday appeared to be skewed, his apology was honest and heartfelt. He really seemed regretful for his actions. My only issue is his." Blake paused. "Pet. I can't see him being allowed to carry around a Beowolf in a school for hunters and huntresses."

Yang nodded in agreement and tilted her head down in thought. She had the same thoughts as Blake, and she assumed that Ruby would react that. She was too sweet and oblivious to blame Zelle for what happened. She wasn't though. Zelle was a threat to her and her little sister. If he decided that he was going to attack her and her sister again, she would do everything in her power to get him kicked out of Beacon or beat the shit out of him, whichever she could do first.

Weiss was also having an internal debate about their sole male teammate as she finished her shower. He had seemed so sure of himself saying he didn't know who Ash was. However, their resemblance was uncanny. Also the fact that Ruby had informed her that he had been using some strange glyph where he pulled his sword from during Port's class.

Hunters that used glyphs were few and far between. Most Schnees' semblance were advanced use of glyphs. While it's true that everyone could use them to an extent, It required lots of time and dedication to use, whereas Schnees were naturals at it. They just knew what to do.

Then there was what the glyph did that made Weiss forget all her doubts about whether he was her long lost cousin. According to Ruby, yes she may be a fool for trusting that dolt but her excitement got the better of her, he pulled a weapon from the glyph and then the weapon disappeared into another glyph. There was only one person ever that she knew had that ability. Her distant cousin, Ash Schnee.

He was considered a prodigy among the rest of the family and was talked about quite frequently during family dinners. Her mother always praised him for the speed and the complexity that he could produce glyphs. To be honest, it was a main reason why she could conjure glyphs as quickly as she could. She wanted that praise from her mother as well. But that all came to an end just four years ago.

White fang had attacked a northern Atlas mine, caving it in and 'releasing' the faunus who were mining there. They then went and attacked the Schnee mansion that Ash and his mother Kori lived. No one was left alive. Her mother had been good friends with Kori and after hearing of the accident, secluded herself even more than she had been to their gardens and had become an alcoholic. Weiss was left lost for the next year with the loss of her "rival", but was soon named heir and given a purpose to pursue again.

She shook her head, the water being thrown around her naked form as her hair waved. Those were bad memories. She came to Beacon to escape from her family and all the negativity that they brought her. Regardless, even among the other Schnees, Ash was the only one that had the ability to "store" using glyphs. Her mother assumed that this may have been a mutation of sorts to her and Winter's semblance to summon.

She groaned. This year was already stressing her out. She came her with the expectation of teaming up with some of the strongest of Beacon, become their leader and be top of their class for their four years at Beacon. She did not expect to get partnered with Ruby, for her to get pushed aside for the team leader position for someone much younger, and certainly not to meet a long lost relative, even if he did deny it.

She turned the shower off and began making herself presentable to go outside. A sigh escaped her lips. At least the shower was nice.

…..

RWBY had arrived with their sister team, JNPR as they headed to professor Port's class this morning. Ruby was talking excitedly and everyone else was listening as she rambled about how she was going to kick butt today during combat class. Today would be the first day of combat class with Professor Goodwitch. While Ruby was the most vocal about her excitement, everyone else was just as excited to participate in that class and show off their skills.

As the two teams arrived to Port's and got settled in, Blake happened to realize something as she glanced at the empty seat next to her. Her yellow eyes widened. Blake pulled on Weiss' sleeve, Weiss turned towards Blake and was about to snap at her when Blake whispered, "Weiss, we forgot Zelle."

Weiss' eyes widened to the size of dinner plates and she rushed out of the room followed closely behind by Blake. Weiss glanced at the clock. They had ten minutes to grab Zelle and get back. She was so glad that they had decided to get to class early today. The two quickly jetted past Ozpin as he came out of a corner. A smirk played at his lips and took a sip of coffee before continuing on his way. Footsteps falling into rhythm behind him.

Back in the classroom, Ruby and Yang looked at each other and then shrugged. They had also completely forgotten about their wayward teammate and assumed the other two forgot something back in the dorm room.

"Hm, I wonder what those two will do when they realize that their teammate is not in the forge anymore." Ozpin mused to himself.

…..

An hour before class…

Zelle had a large amount of sweat gleaming on his brow, dark bags under his eyes signifying his exhaustion. But it didn't matter now. He was beyond ecstatic. It had taken three months of designs, prototypes, testing, and failure, but he had finally done it. He looked at the mass of steel that could be called a sword.

The weapon was massive the entire thing being a little over 5ft in length and the blade width being a little under a foot. Rivets were were seen all across the sword, as well as two large indents in the center of the sword on each side. Laying next to it were six glass tubes holding hundreds of liens worth of dust.

Zelle admired the hulking mass of steel. He got his inspiration for this thing from fantasy games. Primarily the Final Gaea series. With his strength semblance he shouldn't have a whole lot issues wielding the weapon so using it was actually feasible. The rivets were there for it to take on different forms.

The sword could actually change into three other forms other than it's base sword form. The forms were heavily influenced on the dust he was using at the time. Explaining what they all did and the science behind it was too much work though, damn it. To be honest he was amazed he got the stupid thing working the way he did. This was his eleventh attempt at making the final sword. He had just finished testing the transformation and the it's durability to damage twenty minutes ago. He had been so close to giving up on it and reverting to a simpler design. But it looks like all of his hard work paid off.

The large indents on the side of the sword were actually docks for the glass tubes filled with dust. While not as diverse as Weiss' weapon in terms of dust usage, since his only had two slots, he had much, much more to use for his two that he could use at any one time. He had initially designed it to accept all six forms of dust. Fire, Water, Lightning, Air, Gravity, and Earth. However testing showed that he had to focus on which slots to activate and he would often get the wrong slot to activate to fuel his glyphs. He learned that the hard way. Glynda was not happy cleaning up the training room that day. Two was much, much easier to manage.

Zelle admired his handy work once more before picking up a tube filled with Lightning dust and he sticking it into the sword. Quickly metal plates began extending from the edges until the glass tube was tucked away behind a thin layer of metal. Zelle wasn't worried about the glass breaking. It was dust reinforced and could stand the weight of an Atlesian mech stepping on it. The metal plating was simply there to reinforce it and hold it in place. He flipped it over and stuck a glass tube of Air dust into the other slot.

Zelle picked the weapon and admired the blade once again before summoning a storage glyph and storing the weapon away. He proceeded to do the same with the other glass tubes. He frowned. He would need to do more strength training. While very gradual, he noticed that his semblance activated to use the weapon. His body was more lean from requiring the speed and dexterity needed to wield masa and mune. He had been practicing with larger weapons in preparation for this day, but seems his body wasn't quite where it should be.

Zelle pulsed his aura out and Ryo came out from under the desk he had been napping in. Zelle still wasn't sure if he actually napped, as he always woke up immediately whenever the need arises. Ryo then jumped and somehow managed to land in Zelle's hood. Strapping his backpack on, Zelle glanced at his scroll. He had been so lost in his thoughts that time passed much quicker than he expected. He only had twenty minutes to get to class.

With that Zelle took off, determined to at least get some biscuits and coffee before he made his way to the classroom. However his plans never seemed to go according to plan. As he turned into a corner, his body collided with another person and he stumbled back a few steps.

"Hey, watch where you are going you bastard!" The person he ran into yelled out. Zelle groaned. The semester had only started officially two days ago and the boy he ran into had already made a name for himself.

Cardin Winchester, leader of team CRDL. Also, the number one bully of the freshman of Beacon Academy. He was big. A head taller than Zelle and bulky. Combine that with his cocky grin and group of lackeys, who always followed him around, he was your typical high school bully. Zelle couldn't stand bullies, possibly due to his piss-poor social abilities in highschool and nerdy tendencies at the time had made him a prime target for bullies. So being bullied throughout his highschool years made him very adverse to that domineering attitude and caused him to have an instant dislike of people like Cardin.

"Hey, I'm talking to you bitch? You deaf or something?" Cardin said as he took a couple steps toward him. Zelle recognized this, he was using his size as an intimidation factor. Cardin looked down at him, that stupid smirk on his face. Zelle sighed, let's try to get past this without conflict first.

"Sorry, I was in a hurry to get to the cafeteria to grab some food before class and wasn't watching where I was going. Seeing that neither one of us are hurt, I'm going to go ahead and continue what I was doing." Zelle tried to step around only to be met with Cardin again.

"Hey, were not done here. You think you can just get away with running into me and getting away with it?" Cardin growled out.

Zelle felt Ryo stir in his hood, probably attracted by the negative emotions as people began to stop in the hallway to look at the interaction. "Go away, I don't want to deal with an annoyed Ryo." He needed to diffuse this situation.

"Ok Cardin, what would you have me do?" Carding gave him a malicious grin.

"For starters you can apologize."

"I already did that." Zelle's eyes narrowed.

"No, I want a sincere apology. Head down, everything."

Zelle ground his teeth, fist clenching. Yeah, no. He wasn't going to take that shit. He would deal with the result of his actions later. He was preparing himself to wind back and deliver a punch to Cardin's gut then make a run for it when a voice cut across the chatter.

"Mr. Winchester. Mr. Zelle. Do tell why you are standing in the hallway instead of progressing to your classes?" Zelle turned his head and saw his unofficially favorite teacher heading towards him and Cardin. Students parted as Glynda Goodwitch strode pass them towards Zell and Cardin.

Cardin's smirk faded into a small smile. "Nothing Professor Goodwitch, me and Zelle here were having a nice chat. I'll be on my way now." Cardin left as the students began walking away, seeing as a fight wasn't about to start.

Glynda glanced at him pass her and turned towards Zelle, waiting a few moment as the students cleared out before a sigh escaped her lips.

"You know, if I hadn't stepped in you would be in trouble."

Zelle snorted. "Me and you both know that I would have wiped the floor with him."

Glynda adjusted her glasses. "Yes, and then you would be in detention or expelled for assaulting another student. We have been working on your less than desirable aggressive habits. May I need remind you that you leveled a gun at Ms. Belladonna's head just a few days ago?"

Zelle felt his gut drop. Yeah, he felt really bad about that. He didn't know why he acted so extreme. That was typically his reaction to grimm or surprises, he shouldn't have done something like that. He sighed.

"You're right, I'll work on it." Glynda simply nodded.

"Regardless, I'm not actually here to talk about pleasantries. The headmaster would like to see you. Something about you saying you were done with your weapon?"

Zelle was really confused. He was supposed to report his research and prototypes to Ozpin after he accidently created metal dust early on in his stay here. Apparently there were sub-types of dust that could be made by using a strong solution, not sure if acid and bases were things in this world, and mixing dust together, then placing the solution in extreme heat to evaporate the liquid, leaving the newly combined dust. However this was typically frowned upon as one, this process is extremely volatile even when using a small amounts of dust and has been known to kill people due to the resulting explosion. The second reason why is even after successfully finished, the dust tended to be unstable, in the sense that a lot of times it wouldn't work or was much more powerful than it should be, causing injuries and the like.

Zelle wasn't even aware of Ice dust when he made his fridge. He was playing with the dust grains in his bullet and mixed water and air dust into some water and the entire bowl froze over. He then asked Brune about it, who then bought him a 'Beginners Guide to Dust,' had Coco read that to him and the rest is history.

So far he had two patents on dust formulas that he got profits back on. Metal dust and lava dust. Both are apparently 100% stable, well according to Ozpin anyway. Zelle didn't know why it was so taboo. He only almost blew up his face twenty times before he learned to put something between his face and the mixture. Also with the exception of combat purposes, neither seemed that great to use. But he was making a little bit of money off of it, so he wasn't complaining.

"I really just got done with the sword today. Also, I don't think it's really all that great. If you want to seen an ingenious weapon I would check out Little Red's sniper rifle, scythe combo." Glynda began walking away with Zelle quickly falling into step. They rounded the corner and were met with Ozpin. He had an amused look on his face as he took a sip of his coffee. "I swear my life has become a game of dungeons and dragons with an encounter at literally ever turn." Zelle couldn't help but think.

"Ah, Ozpin. I figured you would be in your office. No matter, here he is now. If you'd excuse me." Glynda said before turning around, heading towards her classroom.

Zelle stuck his hands above his head. "So what's up Dr. O? Have you continued your spying on your students?"

"Hm, if that is what you would refer to it as Mr. Zelle. I prefer the term observing. Now, let us walk and talk. I would rather discuss some things that are of importance in my office than the hallways."

Ozpin turned and began walking away. Zelle following a few steps behind. He heard what sounded like running as he turned another corner and saw that Ozpin had stopped. Zelle felt like he just missed something. Like he took a wrong turn to find the boss room and instead found a booby trap. He wasn't allowed to dwell on it as Ozpin continued walking.

Eventually they made their way up to his office. The elevator ride up was unbelievably awkward. Seriously standing next to this man already made his hair stand on end. They entered his office and Zelle noticed a steaming mug on the opposite side of Ozpin's desk. Zelle took a seat and took a sip of the steaming drink, enjoying the bitter taste of coffee touch his tongue.

Ozpin took his seat, and a comfortable silence settled between them. This used to be a common occurrence between the two of them when Zelle first came here. They would sit in his office and they would discuss classes and his time as guardian of Kirya over some coffee. A few more minutes passed before Ozpin finally spoke up. "Ash Schnee."

Zelle raised an eyebrow and made a flourish with his hand. "Oz, you really need to stop creeping on the students."

"Zelle, this is a serious matter and I would like for you to take it seriously. I'm even letting you out of Professor Port's class." Oz said with a hint of amusement. He was aware of his Port's teaching methods were less than ideal, but he has yet to show incompetence at his job so he was allowed to teach here.

Zelle sighed. "As I've told you when I first got here, four years ago I woke up in the middle of the emerald forest with my only memories being what aura was and my name, Zelle. I have no other memories of my past before that."

Ozpin bent down and opened a cabinet, took out a folder, and slid it towards him without saying a word. Zelle took it and opened it up. Inside was a picture of a boy that looked eerily like a younger him. Going down was a report about an attack that White Fang organized on an SDC dust mine in the northern reaches of Atlas and the subsequent attack on the Schnee mansion in that area. Then the deaths of all the staff and owner of the mansion. However, Ash's body was never found despite finding blood belonging to him in the master bedroom.

Zelle read through it again and glanced at the picture for a few more minutes. As he did this, Ozpin merely waited as he read through the report. Zelle looked up.

"Well this is certainly disturbing, if not morbidly interesting. But, my statement still stands. My name is Zelle, and I am the former guardian of Kirya. I am who I am now."

"Mr. Zelle, when you were brought here, what did you tell me your semblance was?"

Zelle knew Oz knew this, but decided to humor him. "My semblance is strength, the ability to augment my strength, increasing the amount of force I perform actions while my aura reinforces my body to handle the extra stress to even greater levels than what aura typically allows."

Ozpin nodded, his face not betraying his thoughts. "Yes, and do you know what the Schnee's family semblance is?" Zelle shook his head.

"Glyphs. They don't have to study or research glyph formulae in order to proficiently use dust glyphs. However, Schnee's also have a unique ability to be able summon fallen enemies. Winter Schnee, and her grandfather both had this ability, and if her grandfather is to believed, then his father and his father before them."

Zelle was confused as he answered. Where was Ozpin going with this?

"Eventually it was found that only the main branch of the Schnee could use this, while the rest of their extended family simply had a unique understanding and use of glyphs. All except one Schnee. He had a very unique glyph that no one had seen before. The ability to store and summon items on whim, where he simply had to use aura to fuel his ability."

Zelle's eyes widened. That was exactly what he could -

Ozpin folded his hands in front of his face as his eyes narrowed dangerously. Zelle felt a shiver work it's way up his body.

"So, Mr. Zelle. Who are you and what have you done with Ash Schnee?"

Zelle felt his body heat up and his hand twitch. He resisted making a glyph to escape and began to try and rationalize his way through things. He had kept the truth of his origins secret for the past 4 years. Now this man basically deduced that there was something wrong with him or with who he was within the matter of a day. He could tell that Oz wasn't going to buy the amnesia excuse again. Weighing the pros and cons he finally made his decision.

"Oz, what I am about to tell you can't leave this room." Oz stared at him seriously for a few more moments before he undid his hands and leaned back.

"You would even keep this from Brune and Glynda?" Zelle nodded.

"Very well. You have my word as Headmaster that anything said now will not leave this room." Zelle took a deep breath.

"You see, I'm not from… here." Zelle said waving his hand in the air.

"Correct, you are from Kirya on the edge of Vale's reach." Zelle knew what he was doing but continued anyway.

"Not quite, when I say 'here' I mean Remnant." Zelle took another deep breath. "I come from a place called Earth." Ozpin's serious face had disappeared and replaced with one of mild curiousity, or amusement. It was hard to tell on the man.

"And this Earth. What was it like?"

"Earth was different and similar at the same time from Remnant. The technology was very similar. We both could fly, had heli-craft, had similar weapons, had large land masses. Though that's about where the similarities end. Earth doesn't have aura, semblances, grimm, or dust. The only enemies of Humanity is humans themselves. Earth was in a state of constant conflict with several hundred different countries and something bad was always happening, whether it was war or a mass shooting." Zelle paused for a second.

"But I wouldn't have it any other way. I had a loving family and a girlfriend and was happy with my life. I was attending a school to become an engineer. To be honest I'm not sure how I got here. All of that seems so long ago." A slight lie, better to not give the full story quite yet.

Zelle turned his attention to Ozpin. His eyes a little watery. "That is basically the gist of it. I know it sounds absolutely senile and should probably be put into a mental institute but this is the truth. I wasn't really interesting so I will spare you my life story, but just know that is who I am. I am Zelle. I think I had a last name at one point, but I've forgotten it."

Silence dominated the room for a minute before Ozpin finally spoke up.

"I believe you." Zelle was bewildered and it must have shown because Ozpin continued.

"Zelle, something that you must know is that when you grow as old as I have, you have seen and heard many crazy and outlandish things that do not make sense to most." Zelle was confused. Ozpin couldn't have been any older than fifty. He saw he was going to continue so he didn't question it.

"That being said, I have a theory on what has happened." He stood up and walked over the window, cane in hand. "When you died, it seems your conscious was transferred into Ash's body. Why him specifically I can't say, but with the combination of his body and your conscious, it seems that a unique split was created resulting in two semblances being created. It also makes sense, as you have a great amount of Aura for your age. Jaune Arc, being a notable exception as well. But this isn't about him." Ozpin said before Zelle could interrupt.

Ozpin turned back to Zelle. "As agreed, this conversation will not leave this room. You may tell who you would like about this as it is your secret to share." All Zelle could do was nod numbly. His head trying to process what he has been told.

"Now I would suggest running along. I don't think Glynda would be too pleased if I kept you from combat class." Zelle nodded again and slowly made his way back to the elevator.

"Zelle." He turned around. "Don't think too much on this, as you said you are you."

At those words, Zelle couldn't help but give the aging man a small smile. "Thanks Oz. You always seem to always know what to say." Zelle feeling a little bit better let the elevator take him down the tower.

Oz just muttered under his breath as the door of the elevator closed, "if only you knew Mr. Zelle. If only you knew."

…..

Zelle took a deep breath. He will deal with his identity crisis later, right now he had to get through life. Starting with surviving Glynda. He pushed the door open only for him having to catch a flying body that slammed into him square in the chest. In his arms was a clearly irate Yang. He then heard a voice from inside.

"Ms. Xiao Long has lost this match due to knockout." Zelle heard from inside. "Return to your seat when you get your bearings Ms. Xiao Long."

"Yo, Goldilocks. You come here often?" Zelle smirked. Yang rolled her eyes.

"Are you going to put me down or am I going to have to beat you up to get down?" Zelle raised an eyebrow before unceremoniously dropping Yang on her ass and stepping over her to head in.

"Ow. Hey get back here jerk!" Zelle was then abruptly turned around at the door frame by a red-eyed Yang. Zelle idly wondered if that had something to do with her semblance.

"If you are two are done, then we can continue class." Zelle tilted his head back and saw a mildly irritated Glynda. Zelle felt his shirt get released as Yang moved past him, making sure to shoulder check him as she moved past him. The two moved up with the rest of their team, Yang taking a seat next to Ruby and Zelle taking a seat next to Blake, with the rest of their team in between the two.

Weiss leaned over and whispered harshly, "where were you this morning Ash?" Zelle rubbed his face with his hand. Be nice Zelle, you can't have your entire team dislike you, even if it seemed impossible for their leader to dislike anybody.

"I was meeting with Ozpin this morning. I finished my weapon today and he was curious of what I made." That caught Weiss and Blake's attention.

"Wait," Blake said. "I thought you already had your weapons."

"Technically, I do. However, they aren't the mecha weapons that you all have. They are simple katanas and a machine pistol. I had been working on a mecha weapon and finished it last night."

Before either could say anything else, Glynda's voice cut them off. "Mr. Zelle, since you were gone, everyone else has already sparred with the exception of you and Ms. Nikos. I trust it you have your equipment ready for combat class?"

Zelle bit back a retort. She knew she had everything on him at all times. Advantage of having a storage semblance that could hold a seemingly limitless supply of stuff. Everyone on the staff knew that by now.

"Of course Glyn-" Glynda's good witch glare cut him off. "Ms. Goodwitch I'll be ready in five." He then started making his way towards the locker rooms as Pyrrha did the same. The small smile on her face hidden from view.

While those two were getting ready for battle team RWBY was having a discussion with JNR on who would win.

"So, who do you think will win?" Yang asked idly.

"Ooo, ooo, Pyrrha will wipe the floor with Zelle!" Nora proclaimed loudly.

"I have to agree with Nora, while Ash has shown proficiency at what he does, Pyrrha is the four time champion of the MIstral Regional Tournament. It seems like he has little chance of winning." Weiss said with a hair flip for added flair.

"I actually think that is exactly why Zelle has a chance to win this." Ren said calmly. "He has the factor of being an unknown. He can use that to his advantage."

"Well I feel the need to support my partner, even if Zelle is a little scary." Jaune mentioned.

"Nah, he isn't all that bad. I also want to see Pyrrha wipe the floor with him after his little stunt," Yang said with no small amount of hostility.

"I'm going to believe in my team and say Zelle will win!" Ruby exclaimed.

Blake deadpanned at Ruby's attitude. "While Ruby's reasoning is completely unfounded, I will have to agree with Ren. He also showed great skill in what little we saw from him during initiation" A Hey! Was heard from Ruby. "Zelle has the advantage of being an unknown factor." Yang smirked.

"So were split four for Pyrrha and three for Zelle. How about we make this interesting. Whoever wins, the people who are betting on Pyrrha have to buy lunch for the losers and vice versa."

Everyone agreed to that, although Ruby did so more hesitantly. Eventually Pyrrha came out on her side adorning her normal greek-looking combat attire, Milo and Akouo strapped to her back. Zelle followed shortly after wear a dark green long sleeve shirt and tight fitting jeans with leather armor across his chest, elbows, and knees. On his hips were Masa, Mune, and Raiden.

"All right, I will repeat the rules since Mr. Zelle came in late. Both of you shall fight until either one of your aura levels reaches the red zone, or around fifteen percent of your total aura. The use of lethal force is frowned upon but is allowable as long as your opponent is above the red. At any time I may stop the match and declare a winner. Are both of you ready."

Pyrrha took out Akuo and Milo, putting Milo into it's spear form. Zelle merely took a low stance and grabbed the hilt of Masa.

"Very well, Begin!"

Pyrrha jumped back and turned Milo into rifle form, but Zelle wasn't going to let her get a few potshots in. She recognized his range disadvantage and it appeared that she was going to exploit it.. It also didn't help he had no training in dodging or cutting bullets, so he would just to run around like a dog with the attention span of a squirrel in an attempt to dodge the oncoming bullets.

Zelle took off forward, intent on not letting her get any shots in. He quickly gained on her and pulled out Masa swinging it upward intent on slashing her. She brought her shield up and blocked the strike. Zelle let his arm go out as he was forced to twist his body out of the way of a spear. The strike never came, the spear then struck him in the ribs and he was pushed back.

Zelle grimaced. He was used to fighting Grimm, where they charged him mindlessly. He wasn't used to feints or really intelligent opponents. He needed a second to re-evaluate this fight. Pulling out Raiden, he began firing electric rounds at Pyrrha who began running around him and block the rounds with her shields that got too close to her. Zelle used this time to come up with a plan.

"Think brain. She has the range advantage with that rifle of hers. She is obviously more experienced with combat. My only chance is to possibly overwhelm her with brute strength or do something surprising."

With his mind made up, Zelle unloaded his clip which was caught by a storage glyph, only for another storage glyph to appear to the side of his raised weapon. It disappeared, leaving a new magazine for Raiden. Pyrrha was using this opportunity to charge at him. Her arm holding the shield had started to go numb from the amount of lighting rounds she had to block. He was firing surprisingly accurate shots. She needed to deal with that.

Zelle saw her charging and pray she kept up the speed. Spinning on his feet, he reloaded Raiden as the magazine was falling and keeping his rotation, he brought up Masa and swung down.

Pyrrha was confused by the spin as his entire side was exposed. She thrust her spear out, when she felt her danger senses kick in. She saw his katana heading straight towards her. She narrowed her eyes as time seemed to slow down for her as she activated her semblance, tilting the sword, so it would deflect off the top of her shield.

Zelle didn't feel his sword turn slightly as he saw his sword inch towards Pyrrha. "Max strength!" His arm glowed green as their two blows connected. Pyrrha managed to land a hit on his side, right under his armpit. Zelle's however scraped the top of Pyrrha's shield as the blade passed over her head, however Pyrrha didn't take into account that Zelle wouldn't budge to her strike this time. The sword continued on, sparking on the shield, before it landed against her extended spear. Metal clashed against metal before Pyrrha was sent sailing uncontrollably. She skidded to a stop near the edge of the arena.

Zelle glanced at the screen while there was a lull in combat. Him and Pyrrha were still in the green but were nearing the yellow but not quite there yet. He looked at his sword and saw that his trusty blade had a large gash in it. He was lucky it was made so well or else it would have broken. Dropping the sword, blade facing down, he created storage glyph that it disappeared into.

Pyrrha was slowly standing up. She had not been expecting that much force to be thrown at her. While she managed to hold on to Milo, she wasn't sure if she should have. She had been sent flying and she couldn't right herself due to the awkward angle she got thrown.

Meanwhile in the stands, everyone was stunned. This no-name guy had actually managed to, while not directly hit Pyrrha, sent her sailing. Which was impressive for someone to do to the untouchable warrior.

"Whoo, go Zelle. Kick her butt!" Zelle glanced over and saw Ruby standing up and cheering for him and Blake waving a little red flag with the words fight on it. Zelle almost lost his footing. Where did she get the flag from?

"Break his legs Pyrrha!" Nora yelled, with the Jaune and Weiss joining in on the cheers. Zelle gave a small smile as he saw Pyrrha had picked herself up. Pyrrha smiled back. "Hey Pyrrha, it looks like we got some fans."

Pyrrha nodded. " Yes it would seem so."

"So, how about we give them a show?"

Zelle pulled out Mune. Pyrrha took a crouching stance and slowly began to move towards Zelle. Zelle let her get a little closer before walking sideways, never taking his eyes off Pyrrha. Finally Zelle kicked off the ground, and began running at Pyrrha. She waited for him and jabbed at him. He deflected the spear with Mune and went to strike Pyrrha but she simply brought her shield up to deflect it. This continued for another thirty seconds, with each strike becoming more viscous as they side-stepped or deflected each strike that came their way. Finally, Pyrrha struck a punch with her shield hand catching Zelle in the sternum after she dodged a series of bullets from Raiden.

Zelle coughed as the shield struck him. However he was currently circulating aura through his body, reinforcing it. Zelle grinned and quickly dropped his weapons as he grabbed her arms. "Times 4!" He yelled in his head as he picked Pyrrha up with her arm and threw her over him, slamming her into the ground. What he didn't expect was her to recover so quickly and the jerk of his arm, pulling him towards her where he was met with a kick to the face disorienting him as she then used her other foot to shove him away.

Zelle quickly gathered himself as he was about to get up but was met with the face of a barrel of a rifle as he was about to get up. Pyrrha was staring him down with a small smile. "I believe that this is my win Zelle." Zelle looked her in the eye and replied with the most serious face.

"Well it would be, if those were my only weapons." Pyrrha's eyes widened and only years of honed instincts allowed her to roll away in time as a loud crash. Where she was standing was a large sword, much larger than Pyrrha had seen before. Zelle smirked. He had created a storage glyph while she was waiting for him to surrender high in the air and dropped his newest sword.

Zelle picked himself and pulled the sword out of the ground and hefted it onto his shoulder. "So Pyrrha." Five yellow circles with intricate writing formed behind him. "What do you say to round 2?"

Pyrrha barely had time to react as one of the glyphs drastically reduced in size and fired an electric arc at her. She dodged out of the way and took a knee as she took a couple shots at Zelle who simply moved the large weapon in front of him causing the bullets to deflect off it. Pyrrha was forced to dodge again as another bolt arced towards her.

Pyrrha was thrilled. She was being pushed by an opponent, her aura had finally dipped into the yellow after he slammed her by the tiniest of margins. She never had anyone press her this hard before. Pyrrha began running at Zelle and dodged a few more bolts. As she reached him, she noted that the glyphs disappeared. She began rapidly striking at him with spear strikes and Zelle was doing his best to block him but it was apparent to Pyrrha that he was unused to this weapon. Zelle knew that he was getting close to losing. She had been doing a lot more damage to him and some of the strikes she had dealt could have been fatal had it not been for his aura. He tilted his sword to the side to deflect a strike only to feel another hit his hip. Her strikes were shallow, he couldn't block all of them. He was still too clumsy with this weapon. He could feel his aura slowly depleting. He needed space to attack her with Glyphs. He wasn't capable of combating her with her superior melee skills.

He took three more hits before he was able to slam his sword into the ground. A large green glyph that took up half the arena before quickly shrinking to surround Zelle. Before Pyrrha could question what happened she felt a massive gust pushing her back, she held her balance but was slowly pushed back. Everyone in the stands ducked as the wind strongly buffeted them as well, knocking quite a few of them out of their happened for another thirty seconds before he let it up, however Pyrrha was ready. She threw her shield directly at his head. Zelle attempted to pull his sword out but felt way more resistance than there should be as he tried to pull it out. He couldn't react in time to dodge and the shield slammed directly into his face. A small buzz was heard as Zelle hit the ground. His head was ringing.

Slowly lifting himself up on his elbows, he faintly heard Glynda call the match. Looking up at the board he saw that his aura was in the red and Pyrrha's was barely in the yellow. While his impacts were good, it was nothing like aura blocking a piercing strike though. He saw a hand in his face and saw Pyrrha reaching a hand down towards him a smile adorning her face. Zelle smiled himself as he took her hand and she lifted him up. With a thought Zelle stored his weapons that were lying around the field.

"Good fight, Zelle. It's been a while since someone pushed me like that." Zelle raised an eyebrow.

"I only got you in the yellow. I could barely touch you." Pyrrha nodded, but didn't elaborate.

Glynda's voice cut Zelle's questioning off. "Great job both of you, but there are always things you can improve on.

"Mr. Zelle, this should go without saying, but you shouldn't use a new weapon in a battle with an experienced fighter. You did good at the beginning by evaluating your opponent's strengths, but once you got close you had no strategy and began attacking as if you were attacking a Grimm. This trend continued, with the exception of your throw, that led to your defeat." Zelle nodded. It made sense, this was his first fight against an actual human opponent.

"Ms. Nikos, while I understand you had the upper hand most of the fight, you got cocky when engaging Mr. Zelle in melee. Instead of looking for workarounds you simply engaged head on, intent on forcing melee when you could have whittled him down from a distance." Pyrrha nodded at that. She may have gotten a little too excited in their brawl.

The bell rang signifying the end of class. Everyone began leaving the classroom. Zelle was about to change when he was stopped by a cloud of roses. "That. Was. Awesome! You were all like 'shwish. Pew, pew, pew. Kabam!'" Ruby exclaimed.

Zelle couldn't help but chuckle at her enthusiasm. "Thanks Little Red, much appreciated." He reached out and rubbed her head, much to Ruby's embarrassment. He heard a growl and looked over and saw Yang had growled at him. Zelle was a bit taken aback. He dropped her earlier cause she asked him too. He figured she would have been ready to catch herself. She got in his face.

"What the heeee-" she glanced at Ruby. "What is your deal man?" Zelle took a step back. "My deal?" Yang nodded her head. "My deal is that I don't have a deal cause I have no idea what deal I made." Blake and Weiss snickered though they were quickly shut up by a red-eyed glare from Yang. She turned back to Zelle.

"First, you attacked us in the Emerald Forest, then your fit yesterday, and now you're flirting with my sister!" Yang yelled. Her hair seemed to start glowing. Zelle took a deep breath to calm himself. Before he came to Remnant he was typically the mediator for his friends, let's hope he didn't get rusty or he might get decked.

"Yang, listen to me for a second." Zelle said as calmly as he could. "I'm sorry for what happened in the forest, I really am. I remember nothing from what happened other than what I've been told. I don't remember my fit either, as you put it, but I assure you neither of those things will happen again. As far as I'm aware I did not know that the ruffling of one's hair was considered flirting. If it helps, I won't do it anymore."

Yang had begun to calm down as she listened to him talk. Seeing that his words seemed to be the truth she decided to let it go. For now. She sighed and said, "Fine, let's just not make a habit of losing control or else I'm going to have to take you out with a yang!" Ruby facepalmed, Blake and Weiss groaned, while Zelle just looked confused.

"I don't get it." Zelle said. Yang looked like someone had just slapped her mother. RWB were just slack jawed that Zelel missed the very obvious pun. Yang attempted to speak, "Y-you know I-I replaced my name w-with bang." Zelle's eyes widened and nodded his head. "Oh, that makes so much more sense now." Everyone could tell he was being serious.

If Zelle was honest with himself, he never got puns. It was one of those things that just flew by over his head every time one was made. He had plenty of friends that had made them but never really got them. A wave of sadness rushed over him as he thought about his old friends but as soon as it came, it was gone again. Speaking of not knowing things.

Zelle looked over to his team leader. "Hey, Little Red I have an idea for something us to do tomorrow." Ruby looked at him curiously as well as everyone else. "Seeing as I don't know you all very well and you all don't know me, we should rectify that while you all show me around town since I'm not from here." Ruby, seeing what he was getting at, let a megawatt smile appear on her face.

"Team RWBYZ! We are going to Vale tomorrow!" Her cheer was infectious as Yang smiled, and Weiss and Blake allowed a small smile to adorn their faces. Zelle simply looked into space, recalling something that happened with Ozpin.

"I never told him I died."

A/N: So I stated at the beginning of this chapter that Zelle can fight at a higher level than most hunters/huntresses. So why did he lose to Pyrrha? The answer is quite simple really. Experience. Zelle has very little experience fighting another person and wasn't use to that type of combat. However, if it was a contest between Zelle and Pyrrha to see who could kill the most grimm, Zelle would win by a landslide. Review what you think of this and the chapter and I will see you all next time!