When Ren woke up, he was expecting to wake up in peace.

He was not expecting to be thrown off his bed, landing on the floor face first.

Groaning, the young man couldn't help but wonder what he had done to receive such a punishment. He was about to yell at whoever did it but was silenced by two familiar voices , ones he thought he would not hear any time soon.

"Wake up, Inmate!" the aggressive one shouted.

"This is no time to be sleeping, Inmate." The reserved reprimanded.

Clumsily getting off the ground, Ren turned to face the voices, perplexed by their sudden appearance.

"Justine! Caroline!" he shouted, not believing the two were there in front of him. "How did you get here?!"

"You got some nerve, Inmate! Disappearing into that distortion like that. Do you know how long it took to find you?!" Caroline exclaimed, her foot stomping onto the ground as she tried to express her frustrations.

"What Caroline meant was that she was glad to see you, and that we are so glad to see you are safe." Justine said, a smile adorning her face. The girl was clearly trying to embarrass her sister, or her other self…

It was confusing.

Caroline; however, didn't take it so nicely. Instead of crying out in embarrassment, she instead glared at her twin, clearly unamused by her sisters attempt to get a rise out of her.

"Oh yeah? Well I'm not the one that cried when the distortion disappeared!" She smugly said, her counter attack flawless.

"Wha?!"

"Did I mention she was so adamant on finding you that she hadn't slept for a few days? Oops. My bad." Caroline added, shrugging her shoulders as she smirked harder than before.

Payback was a wonderful thing sometimes.

Ren sighed, watching the two bicker over who was more scared for him. As much as he was entertained, he was still tired.

He had classes in 4 hours, not to mention he was still felt exhausted from the initiation yesterday.

He needed some rest, god damnit.

His saviour appeared in the form of a cat. Morgana was sitting on the desk, clearly awake before he was. The cat was licking his paws, sitting flat on his ass like a human, clearly enjoying the drama that was happening.

"So how did you find us?" Morgana asked. Standing up on all fours, he gave them a questioning look, his mouth turning to a frown as he did so.

"He used Morning Star yesterday. We just happened to see it. After that, finding you was a piece of cake." Caroline and Justine said simultaneously. Having forgotten their battle with one another, the twin wardens looked at the cat, giving him their full attention as they answered.

"Couldn't you have just found him through the Velvet Room? You know, in between dream and reality, and all that jazz?" Morgana asked, his eyebrow raised. Finding them shouldn't be a problem, not when Ren was still a wild card. The Velvet Room was a special place for them after all, so it should've been easy for them to just go into his dream.

They did it all the time before, so why didn't they do it now?

The two blinked once, and then again.

Their faces erupted red at their incompetence.

"I-It's wasn't that simple! We knew that, w-we just wanted to make it a challenge for us. Y-Yeah that's it! Tell them Justine!" Caroline stammered, her face flushing as she gave out excuses.

"How embarrassing…" Justine said, her face becoming redder than Caroline's.

"Did the two of you walk out of the Velvet Room to try and find us?" Ren asked, shocked that the twins would do such a crazy thing. He already knew the answer though; the twins looked horrible.

Their usual uniforms were torn up, the clothes covered in dirt and dust. Their hairstyles were dishevelled, sticking out from place to place.. Bags formed beneath their eyes, signifying they hadn't had a good rest, or any at all.

"We thought it was imperative that we find you. We opened the door to where you first appeared in this world, if the mess you made was anything to go by. 'Lavenza' split into two, us, in order to cover more ground. We searched for you day and night, without rest…" Justine said, her voice getting weaker as she went on, trailing off at the last bit. Her eyes drooped, and her body staggered, before falling face first to the floor.

Caroline followed shortly after, being more dramatic than her sister. Her legs carried her, swaying her back and forth, before falling on top her sister, snoring as soon as she landed.

It was just like when he had defeated the two during their private examination.

"They're not injured in anyway, just really tired." Morgana said, not all that worried for the two. Just to make sure though, he jumped off the desk and checked their bodies, before nodding to Ren, confirming no injuries were on their bodies.

"Let's get them changed. Their clothes really need a wash." Morgana said, his nose cringing. The cat had tears in his eyes, no doubt from the smell.

They would need a bath later too.

Picking the two up, Ren changed them out of their clothes, and gave them the largest shirts he had. Their small bodies completely covered by his clothes, he put them on his bed, and tucked them in. When all was said and done, it was now six in the morning.

3 hours before class begun…

Sighing, Ren turned to look at the twins once more, before heading to the washroom to prepare for the day. As early as it was, it was better to get sooner than later.

"I'll be leaving now. Watch over the two, will you? Make sure to take care of them." Ren said, before opening the door and exiting the room.

He could hear that condescending response from the outside, the cat smiling, no doubt.

"I took care of you, didn't I? Leave it to me, Joker."

Not wanting to feed his ego anymore, Ren walked off, a goal in his mind.

If he remembered correctly, the student lounge wasn't too far off…

He could go for a cup right now. Curry sounded pretty good too.

With a spring in his step, he headed to the lounge, humming along the way.

Coffee and curry in the morning, at the first day of school?

Sojiro would be proud.


When Glynda woke up, she immediately prepared for the day ahead. Classes would start, and as such her duties would begin. Supervising the school grounds, making sure all the paperwork was done, and teaching students in her classes. It was a long day ahead of her.

Heading to the staff kitchen to get something to eat by the chefs, she met up with the others: Bartholomew Oobleck, Peter Port, and Professor Peach. Bartholomew taught history, Peter taught grimm studies, and Peach taught biology.

Looking at the woman, she couldn't help but wonder why the students never seemed to recall her. She stood at 5'8", wore a peach lab coat all the time, and had peach hair. BrightPeach hair.

She looked like a highlighter. How no one notices her was beyond normal comprehension.

Abandoning those thoughts, Glyna and co. talked about what they were planning to teach today. Port had brought a boarbatusk into the school… again.

"Peter, you didn't give me any paperwork regarding that." Glynda stated, her eyes narrowing at the man to a dangerous degree.

"Ah I have forgotten. Please pardon my mistake, Glynda." Peter said, puffing his chest out. The man looked composed, but Glynda saw the sweat going down his forehead, the fear in the slits he called eyes.

"I'll let it slide... today." She said, her message screaming at the man to never do it again.

She was essentially second in charge, and as such it was her job to manage the teachers every now and then. Beacon's classes were taught by the Professors in charge of the subjects, which meant they were free to teach how they wanted, but that didn't mean they could avoid policies.

Not if she had anything to do with it anyways.

Easing up on the glare, she tried to relax herself. It was only seven in the morning, yet she had somehow gotten stressed to the point she was feeling tired.

It was going to be a long day.

"Do you smell that?" Peach said, her nose picking up on a wonderful scent that filled the hall they were walking in.

"Indeed. Is that coffee?" Oobleck interjected, already excited with the prospect of having caffeine in his system. The man could hardly stay still, and it wasn't because of a semblance.

His blood was switched with caffeine. At least, that was the theory behind it.

"It's coming from the student lounge…" Port said, his moustache twitching in delight.

The staff kitchen was only a hall away from the student lounge, both being just a building away from the dining hall. Students were allowed to cook so long as it was tame and were allowed to relax there so long as they didn't stir up a ruckus.

However, students didn't usually occupy it, too busy either goofing off, or doing something else. The student lounge was hardly used, especially at this time of day.

Curious, Glynda walked to the open entrance, silently stepping into the room.

She was greeted with a sight she wasn't expecting.

Inside the room was Ren Amamiya, in his school uniform, wearing a green apron. On the stove provided were two pots, and on the counter top he was making coffee, if the smell was anything to go by.

"Mr. Amamiya?" Glynda said, unsure of the sight before her. She would say that it was a good thing to up this early in the morning, but when he just had initiation just yesterday she expected the boy to sleep in.

"Ms. Goodwitch… and company." Ren said, watching the others, which he could assume were teachers, enter the room.

"Doctor Oobleck. Doctor."

"Professor Port, but please, just call me Peter."

"Professor Peach."

Each of the teachers introduced themselves to the young man, interested in the rumored person Ms. Goodwitch herself had accepted into Beacon.

Until their stomachs all decided to roar, then and there.

Chuckling at what the sounds, Ren pointed to the pots on the stove, and the cupboard.

"Would you all like something to eat?" He said, amused by their little slip up.

Like a master, Ren quickly grabbed the plates, quickly opening the pots revealing their contents to the world. One by one he put a small, yet plentiful amount of rice and curry on the plates. Handing the plates over to the professors, he watched their eyes glisten and mouths drool at the meal presented to them, something which gave him pride.

"Would you like some coffee to go with that?" Ren hospitably asked, wondering if the teachers needed a quick pick me up.

"WOULD I!" Bartholomew shouted, happiness exuding from his body. From what he could tell, the young man had made a fine cup of coffee, something he wished to try.

It smelled delightful, more so than the food.

The teachers took their seats on the furniture of the room. Placing their meals on the table, Ren showed up with the coffee, a wonderful smell wafting through the air.

"Enjoy." Ren said, before going off to the stove to grab his own portion for breakfast.

Glynda was the first to take a bite, savouring the taste of the handmade food. It was spicy, but sweet enough that the two flavours blend; it made her want more. Without even realizing it, she had finished her portion, her colleagues in the same boat as her.

Taking a sip of her drink, she was surprised that coffee could be this well made. She was usually a tea person, but this was something she could get used to.

How dangerous.

"My, this is wonderful!" Peach exclaimed. She had not had a meal this well made in a long time, the kitchen staff having nothing on this.

"Indeed." Peter agreed. The meal having stolen his vocabulary.

Glynda couldn't help but feel the same way.

Turning her attention to Bartholomew, Glynda couldn't help but feel worried for the man; he had stayed silent the entire time and his body had stopped moving. Not only that but the glare in his glasses made it so that no one could see his eyes, his face completely blank.

"Bart?" Peter asked, nudging the shoulder of his colleague. Despite the movement, Oobleck stood still, something that she had not seen him do in… well, forever.

"I have tasted many blends of coffee, but this… I… I…" The doctor said, faltering at the end of his sentence. Glynda and company couldn't help but watch the man, wondering what in Monty had happened to him.

"I've been awakened." The once hyperactive doctor said, tears flowing down his face as he stared at the cup of nirvana before him.

It was bliss given form; caffeinated form.

He couldn't help but cry a bit.

Glynda sighed, her worry for the professor disappearing. Holding the bridge of her nose, she couldn't help but groan at his overdramatic response. The man was caffeine crazy but seeing him freak out over a good cup was just ridiculous by normal means.

Then again, all experienced hunters were crazy in some way. Especially the strong ones.

She just hoped Ren would remain normal after all of this.

"Thank you for the breakfast, Mr. Amamiya. It was quite enjoyable." She said, all the while using her semblance to pick up the finished dishes, before putting them in the sink.

Telekinesis was a wonderful thing.

"It was no problem. I was expecting more students to use the facilities, but no one showed up. I'm glad you happened to stop by. I would have had too much food left." Ren said, putting his dishes in the sink, before beginning to wash them. Forgetting that the pots on the stove still had some food in them.

"It's good to see a hunter-in-training like yourself knowing how to cook his own food. Most of the students just get their grub at the dining hall." Peach said, her arms laying themselves at the top of couch, just behind Glynda and Bartholomew.

"I was taught well." Ren said. His hands busy with the dishes. "By the way, if you have something to store the coffee, I wouldn't mind you taking some for yourselves." Ren told the teachers, generously giving out his makings to them.

How kind.

"I will take up that offer then." Bartholomew said, walking towards the remaining pot. Pulling out his thermos, he poured the contents inside, before taking his seat back on the coach. Sipping at his drink, he let out a sigh, enjoying the beverage that was given.

The teachers sat on the furniture, conversing one another in a more relaxed manner, the food no doubt alleviating their stress and worries.

They all couldn't help but think of one thing.

'Today was going to be a good day.'


Once Ren was done, he ended up conversing with the professors for a bit, talking about classes and their structures, along with asking a few questions on his own. He was about to leave but he had remembered something.

"Miss Goodwitch. I offered to show you that experimental dust I used at initiation. Here you go." Ren said, handing over a small vial of shock dust to her. Unlike normal refined dust however, this was moving. The dust swirled inside the vial, small streaks of electricity forming occasionally. It looked as if the contents were alive.

This was the infiltration tool, 'stun gun', mixed with dust that was refined by his hands.

It was work like no other. Only he and Morgana could replicate such a thing.

"I've never seen dust like this before…" Oobleck said, his face mere inches from the bottle. He was about to say something, but was, quite literally, shocked when he felt the dust pulse.

It didn't hurt him, but it did surprise him.

"It's dust I bought at a regular store but mixed in with some of my own components." Ren said, adjusting his glasses as they shined, hiding his eyes from view.

"It seems quite potent… Is it even safe to handle?" Peach said, adding her own thoughts to the matter.

"That crater was made by you, Mr. Amamiya? And the dust was the cause?" Port said, his already closed eyes narrowing at the small vial before him. Even if the contents inside were something new, that didn't seem to explain why there was nothing left.

Call him a skeptic, but he had his doubts.

"I used other variations with it. What Glynda is holding is just one of many types I had used." Ren explained, causing the others to nod their heads, accepting his answer. "This one is the most stable, until I find a better formula to stabilize the others I am afraid I cannot show them to you, the risk being too high."

Of course, that was a lie. All of them were stable, but only the two thieves knew how to use them properly.

It would do no good to play all their cards onto the table, don't you think?

He would show them this in order to wave off suspicion but would reveal more of it should they become more curious. Should they choose to make a deal with him, maybe he would show them what he got.

Of course, that's assuming if they wanted anything to do with it.

"Thank you, Mr. Amamiya. I will test this right away." Glynda said. Inspecting the vial with a critical eye, she gave it a small shake, watching the dust become more violent, but calming itself.

It was an interesting thing to watch.

She couldn't wait to see what it was capable of.

"Now, I think it's time we head to our respective classes, don't you agree? It was nice speaking with you all, I can't wait to see what you all have to offer." Politely nodding at his teachers, Ren took his leave, heading to his class.

"I'll join you. You are in my class after all." Hearing footsteps, Ren saw Peter now at his side. The man's hands behind his back as they walked side by side.

"Would you like to hear a story of my youth, Mr. Amamiya?" Port asked, his moustache twitching in excitement.

"I… don't see why not." Ren said, not knowing the grave he just dug.

1 hour before class started..

A now long and painful hour.


Weiss could say that Ruby was an absolute dunce.

The girl blew a whistle right beside her ear, had her decorate, and now made her late for class.

Some leader Ruby was.

So here she was running to class, alongside her team and Jaune, the group having class together.

So much for the first day of school.

She could already see her sister scolding her.

Running through the open entrance, Weiss screamed an apology, hoping that she wouldn't get into anymore trouble than they were already in.

"WE'RE SORRY WE'RE LATE!"

But instead of their instructor reprimanding them-

He wasn't even there at all.

"Huh? Where's…?" She began, looking around to find the teacher in charge. Only to find that no adult was in the room.

Where was he?

Outside the hall, a loud booming voice could be heard. Understanding the situation, RWBY and Jaune quickly took their seats, acting as if they were never late to begin with.

"Mr. Amamiya, I must say you are quite sharp-witted! Seeing through my story so easily!" The students heard, the voice sounding excited and impressed. Wondering what was going on, everyone listened in, paying close attention to what was going to be said next.

"It's not hard to notice. Despite your… confident telling of the story, I could clearly read the lines in between. I'm sure I can actually catch a beowolf now if I wanted to." They heard Ren said. His voice genuine, yet sounding… pained?

'Why is he with…?'

Watching Professor Port enter the room while conversing with Ren, Weiss couldn't help but wonder why the two were talking so casually. What were the two doing before coming here?

"You would make an exceptional leader, Mr. Amamiya." Professor Port said. Unknowingly lighting a spark within Weiss' heart.

Not even noticing Ren taking a seat above her team, Weiss' mind went into a frenzy.

"A true hunter must be honorable" Peter began, his lecture already beginning.

Weiss could only watch Ruby play like a buffoon.

"A true hunter must be dependable."

She watched Ruby fall asleep, her teeth gritting at the sight.

"A true hunter must be strategic, well educated, and wise!"

'Ruby is not any of those!' Weiss screamed internally, her body shaking at the thought that her leader was nothing more than a child!

"Now… Who among you think that you are the embodiment of these traits?" Peter finished, wondering who would raise their-

"I DO SIR!" Weiss said, violently raising her hand as she said those words.

"Well then, let us find out. Step forward and face your opponent!" Peter said, gesturing to the cage in the corner of the room.

It shook violently, grunts and growls coming from within, red eyes snapped open, its figure shrouded by darkness.

Weiss' eyes narrowed at the cage, then at Ruby.

'I'll show her what a true huntress is all about!' Weiss thought, quickly running to the changing room at the back to get her things. Using the rocket locker to deliver her items.

She was meant to be leader. She deserved it.

Glancing back at the room she left, she only thought of one thing.

'I'll show you… I'll show you all!'


Ren watched Weiss go to the impromptu stage, observing her face, not her form.

Her team supported her, just as a team should have, but…

'Every time Ruby speaks, she snaps.' Ren thought. The heiress clearly agitated by the girl, even if she hadn't done anything wrong.

The only thing that was wrong was Weiss' personality.

'Let's see what you're made of.'

He watched the fight, analyzing the boarbatusk, and the huntress-in-training.

It should have been a breeze for her. The beast being less agile than she was, its strengths only shining if it actually hits you.

He watched her get frustrated after Ruby cheered.

'Her sword got stuck in it's tusks…'

He watched Weiss glare at Ruby whenever encouraged by her.

'Her sword went flying, and she got hit…'

He watched her dodge the grimm, reuniting with her blade.

And then Ruby tried giving her advice, something anyone would be grateful for.

"STOP TELLING ME WHAT TO DO!" He watched Weiss scream, causing Ruby to get dejected.

She killed the grimm, but she was exhausted, mentally and physically.

He needed to do something about this.

Waiting for class to end, he followed after Weiss from the shadows, passing the heiress without her noticing him, until eventually heading outside.

Leaning against the wall beside the exit that led to some benches, Ren waited for the girl. Grabbing a bottle of water from his bag, he tossed it expertly in the air, before catching it. Repeating the process until she got there.

He could hear the one-sided rant of Weiss, how Ruby had done nothing, how she deserved better.

She truly needed a change of heart.

He watched her pass by him, too angry to even notice his presence.

"I think someone deserves a drink." He said.

Watching her turn around to face him, he tossed the bottle to her, which she caught. She opened it, savouring the contents of inside, before closing it.

"Thanks…" Weiss said, grateful for the hydration. No doubt thirsty from the battle and yelling at Ruby.

"Is something wrong?" Ren asked, genuine sincerity coating his words. As much as he didn't like the attitude she gave to Ruby, he needed to hear both sides of the story. He needed to know, before speaking.

It wouldn't be fair if he didn't.

"Let's take a seat first. You must be a little tired from that match." Ren offered, Weiss gratefully accepting. The two took a seat on the bench, both looking at the view that was Beacon Academy.

"I… I should've been leader of team RWBY." She said, not looking at him as she did so.

"Why?"

"Huh?"

"Why should you have been the leader?" Ren asked again, his voice gentle.

"Did you not see my fight with the boarbatusk? I was exceptional-"

"All I saw was you getting mad at Ruby." Cutting her off, Ren decided to add another bit for her. "Not only that, you were breathing quite hard after that fight. Not that exceptional if you ask me."

"Wha-?! How dare you!" She yelled, standing up as rage filled her being. She was about to scream his ear off but-

That look he gave her stopped the words right at her throat.

"Ruby cheered for you, supported you, tried to help you. But you lost your temper and threw it back in her face, not even regarding her feelings." Ren began, drilling a hole into Weiss. "You may be exceptional, but with that attitude… you're just a spoiled princess."

"That's…" Weiss began, only for her to stop, and look at the ground. Her left hand crossing over to grab her right arm.

"Can you honestly tell me that Ruby deserved that? That she deserved to be shouted at, for doing nothing?" Ren continued, not letting up the pressure.

She remained silent, his words hitting her like a ton of bricks.

Sighing, Ren stood up, looking at the girl as he did so.

"I think Ruby deserves better." Ren said, stating his true feelings about the whole fiasco.

Weiss didn't meet his eyes, clearly affected by what he said. As mean as it was, he needed to fix this attitude; if it meant helping this group.

"You know, just because Ruby is leader, doesn't mean she's the best in the team." Ren began, his eyes closed, his hands placed in his pockets, a smile forming on his lips. "I think you deserve better too after all."

"Huh? What do you mean?" Weiss asked, looking up to the young man berating her just a second ago.

"Become the best teammate; someone so important that they become dysfunctional without you." Ren began, mirth in his eyes. "Become the best person you can be. Sure you didn't become leader, but you know what? I think you could do better than that." Ren said, staring at Weiss expectantly, as if hoping his message got across to her.

Weiss stared at the man in front of her in surprise, not expecting such kind words and expectations placed on her like that. Even if he had berated her, he didn't seem like a bad guy.

"You think…I could do better than team leader?"

"I know you can do better… it's up to you to take the first step." Ren said, quoting Ozpin's last sentence during the welcome ceremony.

"I think I've said enough." Turning around, Ren began walking away from the girl to let her sort her thoughts. "Sorry If what I said was mean, but it didn't sit well with me how frustrated you looked, and the sad look on your leader's face."

"No… I… I needed to be set straight. I… Thank you, Ren. I'm sorry for my behaviour from earlier." Weiss said. A blush on her face as she said so, embarrassed that she let her temper get the best of her.

Satisfied with her humilty, Ren was about to take off once more, but was stopped when the heiress asked one more question.

"Why did you help me?" Weiss asked, curious as to why he had meddled with her affairs. It was none of his business, so why?

"I'm just trying to be the best teammate I can be." And with that he left, leaving her alone, her only company being her thoughts.

Turning the corner, he was greeted to the sight of Peter Port, a smiling Peter Port, if his moustache was anything to go by.

"That was quite the speech, Mr. Amamiya. It was quite moving, I must thank you as a teacher for dealing with this problem." Patting Ren on the back as he walked passed him.

"I only did what I felt was right. Ozpin did say I should get to know the other teams, didn't he?"

"Indeed! Get some rest, you deserve it!" Peter said, before leaving to do his own thing.

Ren walked, faster when Port left. A new goal in mind.

He had to deal with a certain pair of twins now.


Opening the door to his room, Ren was expecting the twin wardens.

Instead he got Lavenza.

"Welcome back Trickster." She said, curtsying with the shirt he had given her.

Wait.

"Shirt" not plural.

Where was the other one?

Noticing that he was looking around, Lavenza laughed, happily smiling at him.

"I put the other one back in your drawers. I apologize for the two waking you up like that this morning, but we were just so worried." Lavenza said.

She had no actual control over the two's actions. They were their own persons.

It was confusing.

Chuckling weakly at the memory, Ren patted her head, before turning his attention to the cat on his bed.

"Morgana, what happened while I was gone?"

"Well~, we decided to explore the school grounds, Lavenza made it so no one could see us. Nice curry by the way." Morgana complimented, his whiskers twitching as he smelled the delicacy. Lavenza finished whatever was left in the pots, the girl devouring the food like no tomorrow.

It was hard to imagine she was just a little kid.

"Ah, so that's what I forgot to wash…" Ren slapped his head for forgetting such a simple thing, he had turned off the stove, but forgot to put the contents in the fridge for someone else to use later.

His bad.

"Don't worry, we washed it." Morgana said, pulling said pots out from underneath the bed.

"Thank you, you two." Affectionately patting their heads, Ren was about to go grab the items, when the building shook.

"An attack?!" Lavenza shouted, summoning her grimoire, as well as going into a stance. Fully expecting a battle, she began charging herself, shaking the room all the while.

"Wait Lavenza, it's not that!" Morgana shouted, pleading to Igor that she stopped. This place couldn't handle her power; she'd destroy the school.

Ren was about to go outside to check but was interrupted when his scroll buzzed. Looking at it, the caller was Glynda Goodwitch.

"Lavenza, hide." Ren ordered, telling the girl to go before he answered the call.

Nodding, Lavenza summoned the Velvet Room door from nowhere, her book glowing as she did so. It opened for her, welcoming her back. With a nod, she walked inside, but not before saying a few words to the two.

"Visit us soon~!" she said, her voice echoing, before she disappeared.

The door stayed however, it now taking residence in his abode.

Understanding what she just did, Ren answered the call, only to be met with a dishevelled Goodwitch.

What happened?

"Mr. Amamiya, could you please head to the amphitheatre? Me and the other professors would like to have a word." She told him, only for her scroll to short circuit, the call ending before he could respond.

"Wanna come with, Morgana?" Ren asked his feline companion, knowing full well that the cat hated being cooped up in the room by himself.

"Mmm. I wonder what that was all about… wait you didn't give them the dust, did you?"

"I did. Needed to explain why there was a giant crater where the relics were." Ren explained. His feline companion nodded, accepting why he had done so.

"To the amphitheatre! Onward, my steed!" Morgana said, jumping into Ren's school bag, finding a comfortable position to be in.

"To the amphitheatre!" Ren repeated, humoring Morgana, as he picked up the bag and walked off.

'I wonder what happened.'

It was already night time when the buildings shook, already 11 when he got to the arena. When he arrived, he was met with an… interesting development.

Glynda Goodwitch had her clothes singed, her hair sticking out, and smoke coming off of her if he focused. Next to her, Professor Port had an afro, visible static coming off of it every now and then, his clothes were singed, more so than Glynda's. And then there was Professor Peach, sprawled out on the ground, her body on fire, while muttering "what the hell" over and over.

Ozpin calmly sipped his coffee, having decided to sit on the bleachers. Doctor Oobleck beside him, sharing the contents of his thermos every now and then to the headmaster.

"So… what happened here?" Ren asked, already knowing the answer, Morgana popped out his head from the bag, looking at the occupants of the room in shock.

"They look like absolute shit right now…" Morgana said, not caring to censor his thoughts as that's what they honestly looked like.

One of the Professors was on fire.

"Mr. Amamiya. When you said that this was stable. I thought you were being honest… This. This is not stable." Glynda glared, her eyes twitching. This thing was not even remotely stable, it was absolutely wild, her losing control the moment it was released.

She lost control. One of the best practitioners of dust in Vale. A testament to how dangerous this was.

'And you used less stable ones at the initiation…' She thought, her eyes narrowing at the prospect.

She would need to confiscate them. They were too dangerous to handle.

Raising his eyebrow, Ren looked at the carnage. Parts of the floor had been destroyed, fire surrounding the damage, scorch marks were everywhere, no doubt from the lightning. Even the bleachers were not safe, the glass broken, scattering throughout the room.

"May I see the remaining contents?" Ren asked, holding his left hand out for the vial.

Glynda nodded, grabbing the vial as though it were poison, lightly handing it to him.

'Kohryu. I'll need your help with this.' Ren thought, the dragon in his mind nodding at the request.

"May I borrow your weapon for this? I would like to try something." Ren said to Glynda, deadly serious, as his face was now a blank.

Glynda, confused by his request, hesitantly handed her riding crop to the boy. Unsure of what he was going to do, she decided to watch, jumping to the bleachers to not be hit by his demonstration. Port followed, dragging Professor Peach by the hands, a quick "thank you" leaving her mouth, despite being left on fire. Morgana did the same, jumping out of his bag, before saying his piece to Ren.

"Try not to break them."

Nodding, Ren searched the weapon, finding the compartment that held dust for it to utilize. Ren opened it, before popping the vial open, haphazardly pouring the dust inside.

Glynda looked on in alarm, clearly not liking the thought of her weapon being his guinea pig. "Mr. Amamiya. I believe that is-"

"Let's see what the boy has to show us, Glynda." Ozpin interrupted. No longer downing his coffee, he had his elbows on his knees, his fingers crossed together. And more importantly, he had a glint in his eyes.

He was curious, interested in what the young man was trying to do.

Going to do.

Resigning herself, Glynda watched on, not believing her own weapon was going to be used to conduit that dust.

She was going to have a chat with Mr. Amamiya when she got the chance.

Ren held the riding crop now surging with electricity, much like Caroline's shock baton. Not wanting to look suspicious, Ren let 'aura' out of his right hand, blue flames exuding from it.

With Kohryu reflecting the lightning back into the weapon, Ren pulled the crop back, intending on swinging it.

He closed his eyes. Remembering the readings from every book, every experience he had using the crystal energy source.

Dust was a strange thing.

From 'magic circles' that had infinite uses, to manipulation of the elements.

It was versatile; however, only a few could appreciate the actual power it had when used raw.

It required discipline, knowledge, and aura to do so.

Something he had in spades.

'Aura' was the manifestation of the soul, while 'persona' was the manifestation of one's personality.

Two different things, yet so closely related.

One's own soul shaped their personality, yet one's personality shaped their soul. A never-ending loop, only stopping at death.

His personas were his 'aura', physical manifestations of his soul. His 'semblance' was the wild card, allowing him to summon many persona should he be strong enough.

He took a deep breath, channeling his power. Blue blames flickering into existence around him.

And then he swung it, letting the dust unleash itself onto the world.

He infused his power into the swing, creating a projectile wave of electricity. The force of his swing so strong it caused a shockwave.

He aimed at the ground, letting the wave of electricity hit it, it's power comparable to a concentrated Ziodyne.

He watched the ground shatter, the debris flying everywhere, but he didn't care.

For the true show was starting now.

A 'magic circle' appeared where his attack landed, expanding to the size of the stadium itself, before disappearing.

Suddenly, thunder clouds formed above, blacking out the stadium, the only light source being the lightning it generated.

Raising the riding crop, the clouds began to concentrate into a singular mass. Thunder filled the air, as lightning was violently generated by a single black cloud.

Yet it was controlled, all by him.

'Odin.'Switching Kohryu out for the Norse god; the god gave him power, changing his abilities in an instant.

Kohyru was there to reflect the electricity back to the riding crop.

Odin was there to let him fully unleash the attack.

With Odin at the forefront of his mind, he swung the riding crop down, all the while saying one of his favourite lines.

"Begone!"

A single bolt of lightning shot forth from the cloud, hitting a single spot on the ground.

It was essentially Thunder Reign, just without the spear.

Wanting to prove a point, Ren made sure that the point of impact didn't go wild. This wasn't the actual skill, this was dust; he was just bringing it to its full potential.

Three seconds passed before the lightning stopped.

Another three for the single cloud to disappear.

Returning to a neutral stance, Ren looked at the riding crop, then opened the dust compartment.

Everything was intact; the dust was all gone.

Satisfied, Ren rubbed the back of his neck, looking slightly embarrassed, and smirked.

Perhaps he went too far again…

Looking over to the teachers, Ren couldn't help but worry for them.

All of them had stayed silent the entire time, and when it was finished they stayed silent.

There was no gaping, there was no questioning, they only stared at him with critical eyes, their emotions not appearing on their faces.

Until Peach decided to express herself.

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!" She screamed, her eyes bugging out of their sockets, her body being held back by Professor Port.

"Calm down! You're going to have an aneurysm!" Port yelled, begging for the woman to stop moving. She had all her aura depleted from earlier, the fire being the cause, and as such was vulnerable to everything, including herself.

"That was… quite the display." Doctor Oobleck said, his awe evident in his voice. He stared at Ren with more interest than ever, no doubt wondering what rock this talented youth had been hiding under.

He was a mystery, one he couldn't wait to see unfold.

Ren looked at Ozpin, the man not moving a single inch. Taking note of his feature's he saw him tremble slightly. Ren was going to ask if he was okay, but Ozpin spoke, his voice finally catching up to him.

"It seems you have been hiding a great deal of power from us, Mr. Amamiya." Ozpin said. However, Ren could tell there was no malice in the sentence, only amusement.

"I keep my cards close to my chest. Don't want anyone trying to cheat me after all." Ren told him, explaining his caution to the headmaster.

"Yes, I can understand that. You said that you had more variations of this dust, correct?" Ozpin said, his glasses not showing his eyes, hiding his intent from Ren.

"I do." Ren answered, unsure of what Ozpin wanted.

"I see… In the future I may just end up striking a deal with you, Mr. Amamiya." Ozpin declared, smiling at the young man as he took a sip of the coffee Ren had made, courtesy of Oobleck.

"Hey~! You okay?" Looking to where his cat was, Ren was given an odd sight.

Glynda Goodwitch was frozen in her seat, even more stiff than usual. Morgana was pawing at her legs, trying to get her to move, but to no avail. The cat pawed at her, kneading her legs, talked to her; he did anything to get her out of her funk.

However, she sat still, expressionless, more so than Ozpin.

Suddenly, she stood up, scaring Morgana as he yowled. She jumped off the bleachers to the stadium, before making her way towards him.

Suddenly feeling that his life was in danger, Ren began to slowly back away, dread filling his being for some unknown reason.

Did he do something wrong?

Backing up, Ren eventually hit a wall, silently cursing his sudden lack of spatial awareness. He watched her stalk over to him, her eyes shadowed by her hair, and the glare of her glasses. She gave off a horrible aura, suffocating the air around him.

She now stood in front of him, her eyes now visible, as she gave him a hard stare. No words were spoken, no movement was made, the only thing that was made was the sweat dripping down his forehead, nervousness taking control.

And then all of a sudden, that repulsive aura around her disappeared, as if never existing. She backed off, taking a step back, before adjusting her glasses.

"Ren Amamiya. Become my assistant for my Dust Theory and Application class."

…What?

LINE BREAK.

"I'm sorry what…?" She heard Ren say, no doubt confused by the sudden invitation.

Adjusting her glasses, and a twinkle in her eye. She began her reasoning with him, trying to persuade him into the position.

"You have proven time and time again that you are a skilled individual. Not only that, Peter told us of your meddling with Ms. Schnee; resolving an issue within team RWBY, which proves your patience. You have also shown above-average intelligence, and adaptability. Try to deny all you want, that show you gave us proves all the more why I should have you as a T.A."

"I would also like you to teach me how you managed to control the output, range, and power of what you just did earlier." She added quickly, hoping her true intentions weren't leaked out.

She really wanted to do what he just did, her inner child screaming for her to learn the technique he had used.

Not wanting to make him feel like this was a one-sided deal, Glynda added more, trying her best to make this beneficial to both of them.

"If you decide to accept the position, you will be exempted from all of my Dust classes for the upcoming 4 years, since you will be attending them as the T.A. Extra credit will be rewarded, and if nothing remarkable is happening you will be free to do as you wish, so long as it doesn't involve illegal affairs." Glynda said, listing the benefits to the student before her.

'Accept!' her mind screamed at him, trying it's best to mentally push him into taking the offer.

"I have one more condition to add then." Ren said, trying to add his own bit to the proposal.

"And that is?"

"I would like Morgana to come with me during those times." Ren proposed, adjusting his glasses at the same time.

"Deal." Glynda said, not even questioning why he wanted the cat with him. Probably some personal thing, he was technically alone in the school, having no actual constant besides the cat.

Poor guy. He had her sympathies.

The two shaked on it, another deal made between them. At this rate, she wouldn't be surprised if she made another one.

Looking over to the other professors, she couldn't help but smirk at their surprised looks. This was the first time Beacon actually had a T.A. The reason being there were few hunters capable of teaching future generations, even fewer students capable of teaching anyone.

"With that said, I believe you should rest. You have classes tomorrow after all." Glynda said, concern flowing out of her due to his demonstration. "You are excused from my morning class; consider it compensation for bringing you out here so late at night."

Nodding at her, Ren left the building, Morgana jumping into his bag, giving her one last meow, before the two turned the corner.

"I can assume he is your favourite student, Glynda?" Peter said, walking up to her with Peach in tow. The woman still not calming down after seeing the lightning.

Neither had she, to be honest.

"I have no favourites. I merely happen to see a student with great potential." Glynda stated. Excusing herself, she walked to her living quarters, tired from the stress of school. When she reached her room, she began preparing herself to sleep.

Finally in bed, she turned off the lights, a single thought running through her mind.

'You never fail to impress me. I hope you continue to do so, Ren Amamiya.'

With her thoughts said, she closed her eyes, falling into a deep sleep soon after. Hoping to whatever god out there that tomorrow wouldn't be as hectic as today.

It couldn't possibly be as bad as today.

Right?


AN

Lucifer

Jack Frost

Yoshitsune

Alice

Arsene

Ishtar

Kohryu

Odin

This chapter was awkward for me.