Hello all you Boils and Ghouls and Happy Late New Year! 2018 has finally arrived, and with it a glimmer of hope that it won't be NEARLY as bad as what 2017 was...

And what better way to start off the new year than to bring up a brand new chapter of the Paradox of Remnant?! Speaking of which, I am SO sorry this came out so late, but I REALLY needed that break; it's helped me to get my thoughts straightened out. Not only that, but lately, I've started developing something bad that I hope none of you are really dealing with...

Anyway, thank you all for the birthday wishes and for understanding that I really did need a break. And now, onto the story!

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)-Legend-(

"Yo!" - Speaking

'Is he an idiot?' - Thinking

"Dearest love," - Reading

"Kaishin no Ippatsu!" - Specials

)-Moments Later-(

)-Headmaster's Office, Beacon Tower-(

)-Third Person PoV-(

As the headmaster sat in equanimity, awaiting from whatever authorities would announce the arrival of Tyrian Callows, he began to ponder on the events that transpired up to that point; namely on the conversation he had with Qrow about Dichro's progress as well as the interruption that had occurred. Their back-and-forth had eventually come to a head as they both begrudgingly decided that the dichromatic young would no longer receive tutelage and instead be allowed the time to study or train in his own spare time. Qrow tried adamantly to defend the need to train the kid, but agreed that it would be pointless if Dichro already had a regimen worked out not only for himself but for Jaune as well. 'I have to be honest with myself,' Ozpin reluctantly criticized, 'his progress has been leaps and bounds better than any student I've ever come across; and Mr. Arc is not too far behind. Though given his heritage, it only makes sense - afterall, it was the Warrior King, Grullo Arc, who ended the Great War on the Isle of Vytal...' Taking a sip of his coffee, his thoughts soon drifted back to his alien friend. 'Still, Dichro's potential... It's honestly horrifying. If he can push himself that far in only a month, there's no telling just how far he'll go - and let's not forget that device of his...'

Letting out a long, slow sigh, the headmaster turned his chair to the side as he looked out the window overlooking the academy in its entirety. He stared out into the structures that made up Beacon for what felt like mere moments to him as he continued to comprehend what would happen to this world until he heard a beeping noise go off on his desk. Turning back to it, he noticed it was a message from an Atlesean branch of authorities and rather quickly answered it with the push of a button and said, "This is Ozpin speaking."

The officer's face, a man in his mid 30's with auburn hair, appeared on a holo screen as the man spoke, "Headmaster Ozpin, we um... We received a body today..." This shocked the headmaster enough to quirk an eyebrow as he tried to ask different questions such as who the body belonged to and who delivered it; he was expecting Tyrian to be alive when he turned himself in, not dead. "Well, that's the thing..." the officer started to explain, "We don't know who sent the body, but we can confirm that the man was Tyrian Callows. Our forensics have been able to match his finger prints, but they also confirmed that the body was dead for over a month." Ozpin's eyebrows attempted to do an impersonation of Houdini as they both tried to shoot up into his hair. 'How can that be?' the headmaster wondered, 'I just spoke with him not even an hour ago... Unless it wasn't really Tyrian to begin with...' He started to take another sip of his coffee before looking down at it in slight disgust and setting it down as he asked the officer what the cause of death was. "Judging from the burnmarks on the hole in his chest, we assume a lightning bolt got him by shere dumb luck," was the officer's reply. Ozpin's mind worked into overtime as it tried to piece together the puzzle of how and why this person claiming to be Tyrian would impersonate him, yet sadly nothing came to mind. The only thing he could do was to risk Blake's life and try to gain whatever it was this person wanted to give to Blake, but he would not do so without her co-operation. 'Poor girl has been through enough trouble as it is,' he conceded as he turned his attention back to the call. "Was there anything else that was found?" he questioned the officer. It was then he found out that a note had been found on the body's head that read "I have done as you asked, Ozpin."

'So that's how they knew to contact me...' the headmaster mused before saying, "Thank you for bringing this to my attention. See to the body as you will." With a quick thank you and good bye, the officer ended the call just in time for Oobleck to walk out of the elevator with Team CRDL right behind him. Before he could ask, the professor explained that Cardin Winchester was responsible for bullying Velvet by tugging on her Faunus ears while the other three merely watched, even showing the video he was sent by Dichro. When asked why this was an issue, Oobleck gave a similar explanation of what would happen should her vascular system within them be ruptured in any position. Nodding in understanding, he turned his attention to the four young men and spoke calmly yet with authority, "What the four of you have done is inexcusable. Especially you, Mr. Winchester -"

"C'mon, ya gotta believe me when I say I didn't know any better!" Cardin tried to weasel his way out as began to panic, "Is there any way for us to stay here?"

"For your teammates, Mr. Winchester, it was never a question of whether they would stay," Ozpin stated as he narrowed his eyes slightly, "It was more of a matter of ensuring they do not make the same mistake again. But for you, young man... Your ability to remain and study in Beacon is, in fact, in danger... Normally, I am a forgiving headmaster, but this is one of those times I am not so easily forgiving." The other members of CRDL sighed in relief until the headmaster rounded on them, "Your punishments will be dealt with shortly. However, I must pass my judgement onto your 'leader'... Or should I correct myself and say 'ex-leader'?" This caught the team's attention as Cardin started to panic quite fiercely before Ozpin spoke once more. "Cardin Winchester, as of this moment you will no longer be a student of Beacon and will not be allowed to enter the premises. I believe Atlas will do well for your... Behavior..." With that, Cardin tried desperately to plead and beg the headmaster a second chance, to which he was flat out told "No," before being explained that his things will be waiting for him at the Bullhead Port. Once he finished explaining, Ozpin's attention turned to the soon-to-be remaining members of Team CRDL and offered them a chance to remain with their so-called leader if they so wished on the condition that they too would be expelled from Beacon, or continue their studies there and be given a month of detentions with a strict six month probation.

Unfortunately for Cardin, they chose the latter.

)-Meanwhile-(

)-Beacon Tower, Reception-(

Accompanied by Glynda, Blake had managed to find herself just outside the elevator to the headmaster's office with nothing but concern on her face. When she asked why the headmaster wanted to see her back in the mess hall, the professor could only say that it was because of what she had done prior to coming to Beacon. Noticing the girl's initial anxiety towards that event, Goodwitch had explained to her that she was not in trouble, but that she would have to arrive at the office to find out anything more as she didn't understand it herself.

"... And Ozpin explained the situation to me; that would be the worst part." were her exact words; meaning she was still as confused as Blake even after hearing what the headmaster had to say. This did nothing for the Cat Faunus' presumptions.

Once the elevator finally arrived, she noticed a glaring Cardin walking out of the shaft with the rest of his team, each with a cross between relief and nervousness on their expressions, and Oobleck close behind them. She briefly wondered what they had went through but it was momentarily forgotten as she was called into the elevator by Goodwitch. On the way up, her mind once more pondered on why she was being called now, of all times, for that failed cargo train hijacking. Almost immediately, she dismissed the idea that someone wanted to repay her 'kindness' as she was one of the two parties responsible for the attack in the first place. 'Besides, I was a part of the White Fang and I'm a Faunus,' she mused in her mind, 'With bigotry being as prevalent as it is, who would be willing to try and reward a 'criminal'?' She then thought back to that fateful day; the day the Kamakiri attacked and gave her that scar. If it hadn't been for some kind soul that was on the train at the time, she had believed she would have bled to death even with her aura. 'It would be completely dumb luck if that person was the one responsible for today...' she thought bitterly as she looked at the doors to see them opening. As she and Glynda walked into the office, Blake could see the headmaster sitting at his desk with his eyes closed and his hands interlocked with his chin resting upon them; it was clear that he was deep in thought about something, even as he greeted them.

"I'll make this as brief as I can, Ms. Belladona..." he said as his expression saddened considerably, "You've been called up here today because of... an anomaly."

"An anomaly, professor?" the Cat Faunus repeated as she looked at him incredulously. Ozpin only nodded briefly before he explained, "Yes, involving the failed Cargo Train heist you were involved in. In short, I received a call from some anonymous person earlier today trying to get ahold of you in order to have a contact of theirs give you a gift in return for what you did for them..." And so he proceeded to debrief Blake with the details of the encounter as well as the subsequent call from an Atlesean police force member reporting the body of the person he had believed made the call. Once he was finished, the young woman could only stare at him in disbelief and confusion before an idea struck her.

"So... You want me to retrieve whatever it was they wanted me to have...?" she started to ask when the headmaster interrupted her by saying, "In order to identify and prevent any threats to the school, yes." In a quick moment, Ozpin took a sip of his coffee and grimaced slightly at the now chilled drink before glancing back at her. "I understand that this is a lot to ask for, let alone risk, considering this may be an attack on you-"

"I'll do it," Blake responded without hesitation, "I understand what's at risk here. Someone wants me, specifically, for an unknown reason and simply ignoring it will cause the issue to escalate. I won't lie and say I don't deserve what's being asked of me, but I cannot put my friends at risk. If there is a way to end it before it begins, then... As Dichro and Yang would put it... The cat is coming out of the bag." With a small smirk, he gave her a nod of affirmation before his expression went blank once more. "You do realize, Blake, that legally you cannot do this alone?" he asked her, to which she nodded, "Then as per your probation ordinance, you will need to bring either Ruby or Weiss with you as Yang cannot be away from Dichro due to their soulbond and Dichro's current recovering condition."

"I understand, professor..." the Cat Faunus said solemnly with a bow of her head, "Anything to help right the wrongs not only I have committed, but the rest of the White Fang as well." Lifting her head back up to look the headmaster in the eyes as her own filled with determination, she stated, "I want to bring justice to those that have been wronged."

Smiling sadly, Ozpin couldn't help but admire her attitude towards an entire community that potentially hates her just for what she is and what she was a part of. 'There may be hope for a peaceful resolution to one side of this war yet...' he mused as he nodded before telling her where she would need to start her search as well as to gather her chosen partner for this expedition. With that, the Cat Faunus agreed and started her way to the elevator until she heard him call out, "Ms. Belladonna, I do recommend taking your time with this mission; you and your teammate will have all day to find the objective and will be excused from your classes until you return." With one final nod, she stepped onto the lift and allowed it to take her back down to ground level.

)-That Evening-(

)-Vale City Commercial District-(

"Are you sure about this whole thing, Blake?"

As said Cat Faunus contemplated her companion's words, Blake couldn't truthfully admit that she understood the heiress' question completely. If she was referring to their current situation, then of course she was sure; there was a potential threat to her newfound friends and she was not going to let that go easily - even ready to lay down her life at the drop of a hat for them. If she meant the situation as a whole, however, Blake believed that she, herself, wasn't absolute on her resolve to see everything through; to her, everything started to become even more convoluted than she had anticepated them becoming. Regardless, she would follow her friends to the end of it all - even Dichro, as odd as he may be to her. It had taken next to an hour of convincing, but she had managed to convince Weiss into joining her on her newfound mission into Vale City. Knowing that they would not know where to begin searching upon arrival, the heiress suggested to try and start at the most bustling district the city had to offer and work outwards from there. In that time, they had already looked around every curve and into every window they had passed to see if someone was watching - waiting - for their arrival. They continued their search even when the sun began to set trying to find any clue of this mystery person's location. With a hefty sigh, Blake replied that she wasn't sure what she meant.

"What do you mean 'What I mean?' I'm talking about what's been going on with Dichro and this whole 'Kamen Rider' business!" Weiss cried out irately. At hearing this, Blake's eyes widened in dawning realization. 'Of course Weiss is still upset about that...' she mused as she looked into another window to see an arcade full of games of different eras of their time, 'She's had to deal with so much shadow-play coming from her father that of course she's concerned about Dichro - I am, too, all things considered. He's hidden not only his training, but the Bugster Virus as well; there's no telling what else he's hiding.' As she started to walk away, another thought struck her, 'But at the same time, he's done nothing but help us... Even when we didn't ask. He didn't even know anything about the different cultures of Remnant, or... well... just about anything, really, and yet... He acts like he knows about things that shouldn't be known...'

With her thoughts collected, Blake finally unleashed her reply in a calm voice, "As much as I hate to admit it, but helping him means keeping everyone I care about safe -"

"Safe!? The kid is a danger to himself and others - even worse than Ruby!" Weiss argued intently, "Not only that, but he's also single handedly responsible for the single most insane conspiracy propaganda that has ever been devised AND has hidden so many things from us! How can you TRUST him?!"

"He's only tried to help us even at the risk of his own life," the raven-haired girl retorted, "So what if he has secrets; we ALL do. It's the way he responds to them being discovered that determines whether or not I trust him."

"That's just it - he hardly reacts at all!" the heiress continued her tirade, "The only person who seems to know anywhere near as much as him is Yang, and even she's left in the dark from the looks of things -"

"That's because she's his bondmate - from a golden bond, mind you - of course he's not going to keep too many things from her... Curio Cart?" As they continued to walk, Blake sees that they wondered upon a rather peculiar alleyway where the only thing blocking what was supposed to be a clear shot to the other side of the buildings was a small bronze colored caravan-styled cart with a dark jade colored roof decorated with ornate designs that ran along the edges of the cart, a small window with an equally small golden sunroof over it, and a door big enough for both girls to walk through side-by-side with a wooden plaque with "Curio Cart" written in gold cursive writing.

The heiress tried to ask "Her what?" but stopped as she looked in the direction her teammate was and went wide-eyed in shock with an eyebrow arched in confusion. "What in the name of Oum? How'd THAT get there?" she asked aloud as she motioned to the cart. Blake walked past her slowly as she told her that it didn't matter; only that this was the out of the ordinary that they were looking for. She proceeded to walk up to the cart and knocked on the door a few times before calling out to anyone that was in there. The heiress mentioned that it was clear no one was there and that they should leave, but Blake shook her head and said, "No, we need to stay here and try to find who owns this thing... They may have something extremely dangerous in there and it's our job to confiscate it -"

"CUSTOMERS!" they heard an elderly voice cry out behind them, causing both of them to jump in shock and fright.

As they looked back, they see a rather peculiar cause for their surprise; an elderly man who looked more like he was all bone and no meat hunched over, wearing a set of monk-like robes with the hood over his head yet doing nothing to cover his wrinkled, smiling face, and carrying several bags full of groceries. The old man's black eyes alit with joy as he practically skipped over to them, showing that he was barely Weiss' height, and said, "Finally! It's been so long since I had customers come to me without me bribing them!"

The girls looked at each other for a moment in confusion before turning back to the old man as Weiss asked, "You 'bribed' your customers? How does THAT work?"

"Oh it doesn't matter, any who; all that matters is you're here! Lemme open the door and put my things inside and I'll show you around!" Once more, the old man practically skipped towards the cart and set the bags on the ground before pulling out a set of keys and picking one seemingly at random and using it to unlock the door. Once open, the old man hopped backwards and kicked his heels together shouting "Yeah-hoo!" as he did so. Upon entering the cart, the girls looked around and noticed the interior was similar to a stereotypical Mistral restaurant to them; namely a few dragon-shaped moldings along the areas the floor connected to the walls, a few ornaments with strange symbols dangling from the ceiling, and some pictures of what they thought were people in kimonos. Scattered around the cart was all manner of knickknacks from small statues to board games and even scrolls, posters, coins, and jewelry abound; each depicting different shapes and figures and symbols on them. The girls couldn't believe how much stuff the old man had packed into this rather small traveling vehicle. Distracted as they looked around and inspected each of the items that had small stickers as price-tags on them, the elderly man went to the back of the cart and opened up a storage closet which had a fridge on the side of it to put his groceries in. Once he was done, he soon walked over to Blake with her back turned and asked very excitedly if she found anything she liked. The way he asked spooked her into dropping the coin she had, only for the old man to kick the coin before it hit the floor; causing it to fly over his head and into his waiting hand near his lower back. When it landed, he simply placed the coin back onto its perch with a soft smile.

Initially amazed at his reaction time, Blake merely shook her head and told him, "I'm sorry... We're actually looking for something specific..."

"Oh? Like what?" the man asked curiously. The Cat Faunus couldn't figure out how to put it in a way he would understand initially, and so decided to be blunt about it. "Well... We're looking for something... Special..." she explained. At this, the man's joy became apparent once again as he clapped his hands together and exclaimed, "Ah HA! I KNEW you were here for something! You're here for things with power!" At this, both girls' faces became skeptical as they thought he had either lost his marbles or revealed how he bribes his customers...

He motions to the coin Blake had dropped and told her, "This is the Coin of Ciel Khan, an artifact imbued with pure good luck to the owner. With this, nothing will go against you." At her negative head shake, he quickly skipped to a medallion on a red string and motioned to it. "This is the Makan*! Wearing this will make you completely incapable of being moved by any outside force!" he said as he put it on and stood tall with his fists on his hips. "Go ahead and try to push me," he offered. Both girls hesitantly gave negative responses with the heiress claiming that it would hurt her image if she suddenly pushed an old man who asked to push him. "Suite yourself," he said, as he took the medallion off and started for the next item on his list when Blake interrupted him and said, "I'm sorry, but we're not here for trinkets..." This caused the man to pause mid-step as he turned to her in shock. Asking for her name, the raven haired girl told him and watched as he smiled again and quickly dug into one of his counters before shouting, "Ah-HA! Found it!"

He pulled out a jade statue roughly bigger than his head and set it on the counter space he cleared out for it. The statue itself was strange as it depicted a man with wild, spiky hair wearing what looked like a trench coat holding a strange rectangular shape in his hands up the sky as if he had just achieved a legendary feat of strength and standing on a small hill in a heroic pose. The base of the statue itself, while not tall, was most certainly wide. The man then turned to the girl and explained, "This is the last statue of the great Chronus - a man who had earned the power to defy Oum himself! Legend tells that any who discover the secret of the statue will be able to unlock the path to earn those same powers he once had." Blake walked closer to the statue to inspect it as he continued his story, "This was given to me by a friend of mine who told me to give it to someone I deemed worthy... And you, Blake Belladonna, are worthy." With that, he quickly picked up the statue and put it into her hands. The action and the sudden weight of the figure jolted the Cat Faunus out of her shock as she tried to ask why he was giving this to her before he said, "Of course, you'll only get that if you make an 800 lien or larger purchase..." as he grinned mischievously.

'Now we know how he bribed his customers...' were the collective thoughts of the Beacon students as they looked at the old man exasperatedly before browsing the cart for anything they could find to tally up the sale so they could leave with the statue. Before they left, however, Blake had tried to ask the man for his name. He gave her a simple word that would confuse her for the rest of the day on its meaning.

He grinned at her almost maliciously as he simply said, "Kage..."

)-That Night-(

)-Beacon Tower, Headmaster's Office-(

Ozpin casually walked out of the elevator and around his desk before sitting on his chair and taking a sip of his coffee in hand. After savoring the taste for a bit, he let out a rather hefty sigh as he said, "That poor boy is a walking trouble magnet..."

Earlier, the headmaster had paid Dichro and Yang a visit to both congratulate the Ant Faunus on his actions against a bully to aid his fellow student and to receive an oral report on his virus' progression to which the young man gave him a concerning answer; "I'm afraid the virus is almost ready to come out... I don't know exactly when or how it will, but it's very soon..." he said to the headmaster solemnly. That was more than enough evidence that the boy was concerned for everyone's safety and that he would need to be put down if no one else was able to use the GGD to cure him. Ozpin was now more on edge about the boy than he was before; if his virus were to turn up now, all would be lost.

"There has to be some way to help alleviate that burden off him..." the headmaster mused aloud as he tapped his finger against his cane. Just as he was about to start on some end of the day routine, the elevator doors opened up to reveal Blake Belladonna holding a large jade statue along while wearing what appeared to be a navy blue bow tie atop her head tucked just behind her cat ears, a silver and red bracelet on her left wrist, a gold earring with a single green crystal sphere on her right human ear, and her hair braided into a long ponytail with a gold medallion at the end of it. Her face was blushing in embarrassment for some reason or another that escaped the headmaster's thoughts until she spoke up.

"Professor, I'm sorry for being late," she apologized as she walked briskly to the desk and laid the statue on it before continuing, "but Ruby insisted I try a 'new look' out before I came here... This is embarrassing..."

"I'm just glad you're still in one piece, Ms. Belladonna," Ozpin admitted as he carefully inspected the statue from afar before picking it up, "I take it this is what your venture has garnered?"

"I'm afraid so..." Blake stated sadly with her head held low as if she had failed, "Some old man in a cart gave it to me after saying a friend of his wanted me to have it..."

"Then you've succeeded?" the headmaster questioned her. She could only shrug and tell that they could not get any information out of him as he had forced their hand into purchasing his stock before they could leave with the statue. Upon lifting it, Ozpin was able to tell something was off about the statue. 'That's odd...' he mused to himself, 'The statue is quite large but for some reason it's quite lighter than it should be...' Sure enough, he gave the statue a light shake and could feel something rattle inside it. Looking under the base, however, yielded no results as it was completely smooth; so he was left with one last choice...

Standing up from his chair, he lifted the statue above his head and threw it with all his might onto the floor in front of his desk. The action startled the Cat Faunus as she quickly jumped away in shock at what he just did. The statue shattered as it connected to the floor; sending shards of jade several inches and feet away from the impact zone. Upon closer inspection, however, they both noticed something odd was poking out from the debris; a black handle-like shape with a neon green hand guard on the left side and a neon green button on the right with what appeared to be a transparent rectangular panel on top with white paint on it in a strange, blocky design. The actual object also held a label on it as if it were a game cartridge, just like the GGD. In fact, the label even had the initials "GD" on the top left hand side. The image on the label was of seven black silhouettes each with a different colored outline to them; all except the one in the front which had three horns jutting from the forehead in the shape of a crown, and what appeared to be a controller pattern on the chest. The eyes, however, were the most disturbing aspect of the silhouette for they had multiple rings going from the outside of the eye to where the pupil would be. Atop the silhouettes' heads were silver words in golden outlines.

"Kamen Rider Chronicle"

)-xXx-(

Oh dear... Looks like we're just now hitting some rocky points in the story...

What will become of Dichro and the others now that the Chronicle Gashat has made its appearance? We'll find out soon enough, but until then I hope you enjoyed reading this chapter! Until next time...

See you next game!

*I got that from Piccolo's Makankōsappō, but when I translated it, I got... lol... I got "Magic Weight" so I just went with it. XD