"Magnets are cool, too..."

"Rub-" Yin started, before he felt an arm around his neck. A bicep pressing against his neck as a forearm clasped down on his thorat. Yin swung himself around, swinging Ruben with him. Ruben felt his legs slam against the tree, loosening his grip slightly.

"How dare you!" Ruben shouted in Yin's ear, before slamming his heel into the back of Yin's knee. Taking him to the ground. Ruben hooked an arm under Yin's, pulling him up off the ground and into a suplex.

"My arm!" Yin roared, being slammed right onto his right arm.

Blair and Winter watched the two brothers tussling amongst the sap and dead leaves, the crunching and grunts of pain almost cringeworthy.

Blair got behind Ruben, grabbing both his arms and pulling him off of Yin. Ruben had proceeded to have his older brother in an arm lock, his hands locked together and holding Yin tight.

Ruben felt Blair tear him away from Yin, growling like an animal. His hands no longer in tight fists but firm claws. He swung madly, hooping to hook onto Yin's jacket. Yin looked up at his brother, before bursting into a fit of laughter.

"What? What's wrong Ruben?" Yin asked, laughing away as he jumped up onto his feet. Yin clapped his hands, holding them out as if ready to wrestle with Ruben again. Knees bent, upper body forward as he got into a wrestling stance. "Need to be held back like when we were kids? Don't want to go for another round, baby boy?"

"Let me go, Blair!" Ruben begged, kicking his feet out at Yin. Kicking up dirt and leaves as he tried to knock Yin's smug grin off of his face. Desperately trying to wiggle out of Blair's seemingly unbreakable hold. "Let me at him!"

"Gentlemen," Winter said, walking between them. He let out a shallow breath, getting annoyed easily by their brotherly banter. How little and far between these bouts typically are. He held out his hands, separating the two. Or rather, Keeping Yin away from Ruben. "Let's take a deep breath and calm down."

"Just one tussle." Yin begged, flexing his fingers and wiggling them eagerly. He bounced onto the tips of his toes, eyes wide as he cackled softly. "Just one little tussle. It'll be quick. I'll have him tapping in five flat."

"Yin!" Winter shouted, pointing at him. Yin immediately stopped, mellowing out instantaneously and listening to Winter with the upmost attention. "You are not helping! Don't antagonize Ruben."

"It's so much fun to see him worked up!" Yin explained, getting back into his rambunctious self. Bouncing on his heels as he danced around Ruben. Yin chuckled, before it slowed into simply snickering to himself. "Look at him!"

Winter looked over at Ruben, and tried not to laugh with Yin. He had to agree.

Ruben was held back, his legs kicked out and limp. His cheeks as pale as death. His eyes sharp enough to cut through stone. His arm flexing and stiff, ready to rip Yin to shreds. All over ruining one of the sleeves on his shirt.

"He's soooo cute when he's angry!" Yin shouted, walking over to his little brother. He playfully patted him on the head, smiling. "So cute!"

"Let's calm him down now, eh?" Blair asked, feeling Ruben's arms go limp. The death stare now mellow and dull. Ruben sat on the ground, staring up at his brother. Ruben let out a breath, feeling Blair's hands lose their grip. He brushed Blair off, holding his hands up into the to let them know he was calm.

"I'm good. I'm ok." Ruben inhaled a deep breath, held it for a few moments, and exhaled it slowly. "I'm ok."

"Good." Yin smiled, crouching besides his brother. He nudged Ruben's shoulder with his fist. "Good thing."

"Good thing." Winter said, rolling his eyes and walking off to a tree. He opened his jar, then drew his revolver. He flipped it into his handy dagger, and began scrapping sap off of the tree.

"Excellent! Now," Yin started, opening the jar tied to his belt and dipping his fingers into the pink substance. "For a quick sample!" He took a little bit from the side of the jar and dipped it into his cheeks. He savored the beyond real taste, lost in a wonderland of pure sweetness. "It's sooo go-"

Yin was cut off by the roar, a roar that bellowed from within the forest. Yin turned to the sound, pointing in it's general direction.

Pyrrha, who was a few trees away from RWBY, had been busy working with the rest of team JNPR. Or at least N and R. J was no where to be found. Which probably meant Cardin had sunk his talons into him.

Doing what, Pyrrha did not know.

Pyrrha turned in the direction of the scream, her jaw dropping. The silence of the forest was so peaceful. Barring Ruben's shouting and Yin' laughing.

She saw three members of team CRDL running through the forest, each of them shouting 'Ursa' as loud as they could. There was the R, the D, and finally L. No sign of C.

Pyrrha quickly assumed that meant Cardin was dealing with these Ursas. And Jaune...poor Jaune was with him.

"Jaune." She whispered, dropping her jar against the dirt and taking off to save him.

And Cardin too, though he wasn't as prioritized as Jaune. No where near as important as Jaune.

Yin watched them run, raising a brow. He rubbed his chin, shrugging his shoulders.

"That...sounds familiar." He said, tongue in cheek. He heard another vicious roar. "Yeah...Definitely familiar."

"Ursa?" Blair asked, drawing his pistol and taking off after Pyrrha. He knew Yin held his own against two. However, he didn't know how many managed to scare off three students.

Granted, three bumbling morons but three students all the same. He took off in a hurry, leaving Yin and Ruben in his dust.

Ruben turned to Yin, then to the sprinting Blair. He let out a chuckle. "Looks like he's doing your job."

"Yeah." Yin said, patting his brother's shoulder. He looked around, the silence between them making him feel awkward. He patted his hands together, wondering what they should do next.

"We-I should tell Miss Glynda! That's the plan now! Yes!" Yin pushed Ruben forward, taking off in a mad sprint in the opposite direction. Ruben fell onto his face, sliding against the rough dirt before coming to a stop after several feet. Ruben spat out pieces of leaves and grass before rolling onto his back.

"Yin!? What the-"

"You'll only slow me down!" Yin shouted, not even looking back. He ran towards a tree, knocking his knuckles together and letting out a battle cry.

"Must! Find! Miss! Glynda!" He shouted, sending a punch strong enough into the tree trunk to sending it flying off the stump. He continued his search, knocking down every tree that was in between him and Glynda.

Ruben and Winter ran after Pyrrha, who already had a great lead and was eager to reach the Ursa. They came upon Blair, who was patiently watching the show before him.

Cardin was crawling slowly on the ground, his hand out to the beast. Begging the Grimm to stop it's advances. To leave him be. To not bring him harm.

Blair just watched. He just watched this beast descend upon the bigot. Watching Cardin about to become a pile of bones and ignorance.

"What are you doing?" Pyrrha said, coming to a stop beside Blair. Blair shrugged, turning to Pyrrha. She held this look of actual fear in her eyes. Worried over Cardin's well being.

Blair chuckled.

"Watching." Blair said, smirking darkly. He narrowed his eyes. "It's almost entertaining."

"Very." Ruben agreed, moving besides Blair. His smile rivaling Blair's. He crossed his arms, his weapon remaining in it's holster. "You have to agree, it's a pleasant sight."

"He's scared, and he's defenseless." Pyrrha stated, turning to the poor boy. She moved in to help in some way, to stop this from escalating into something much worse. She stopped only when she saw Jaune take up sword and shield.

The Ursa raised it's massive paw, hoping to squash Cardin into mush. As the paw descended, it clashed with Jaune's shield. Jaune held his stance, not buckling under the pressure for one moment.

"Not Jaune!" Ruben shouted, letting out a heavy breath. Ruben reached for his lone scythe, feeling Pyrrha's hand grasp his. His gaze shot up to meet hers. They now were peaceful. Calm even.

"Don't." She whispered, her eyes still on Jaune. She bit her lip, remaining in her spot. Jaune swung his sword, the blade hitting the Grimm's forearm and driving it back. The Ursa leaned back onto it's hind legs, raising it's giant left paw and swiping it down.

Jaune rolled out of the way, avoiding the deadly blow. The beast turned it's head, taking it's paw and dragging it across the forest floor. Dirt and red leaves being kicked up into the air. Jaune saw the paw coming and jumped out of the way once again, narrowly avoiding another attack.

The Ursa sent it's right paw forward, jabbing Jaune in the stomach as he descended. Jaune felt the wind get knocked out of him, as he crashed against the leaves and hard dirt.

Blair nonchalantly pulled the slide back on his handgun, keeping his eyes fixated on Jaune. The moment Jaune seemed to be on the losing side, three in the head then an axe to the throat. The Ursa would no longer stand.

Rubens stayed put, ignoring his urge to simply fill the Ursa full of buckshot.

Jaune caught himself when he landed, getting back onto his feet quickly. He shook off the pain as best he could, before charging the beast. With sword in hand, he raised it to send another cut into the beast's hide.

The Ursa saw the oncoming warrior, and sent another paw. The thumb of the beast slammed against Jaune's side, once more sending him across the battlefield. Jaune tumbled for a few before coming to a stop. Laying against the forest floor.

Jaune looked up at the beast, swallowing away the fear and letting out his inner warrior. He stood unsteadily to his feet, his knees ready to give out and his eyes drooping slightly.

Pyrrha cringed, her feet still planted into the ground.

"Fight." She whispered, calming herself. "Fight, Jaune."

Jaune let out a heavy breath, before once more charging the grizzly beast. Pyrrha let out a slow breath, as she steadily opened her hand. Jaune raised his sword and shield, ready for another bout.

He blocked the Ursa's swipe, before building up a heavy swing and attacked. With a massive swing, the beast's head was cut clean off, the massive body of the Grimm toppling over moments later.

Blair, for the first time in what seemed to be forever, was lost for words.

Ruben was dumbstruck.

Winter was amazed. Jaune killed a Grimm. On his own.

Ruben's, Winter's and Blair's jaws dropped immediately. Jaune let out a huff, looking over his adversary.

Needless to say, he himself was surprised. He took a breather before walking over to Cardin. Lending him a hand.

"What did you do?" Ruben asked in a hush, turning to Pyrrha. Pyrrha smirked, before letting out a happy little laugh. She crossed her arms, leaning in towards Ruben.

"I might have use my Semblance to put the odds in Jaune's favor." Pyrrha explained, before walking off back to Ren and Nora. "Just a bit."

"So..." Winter started, rolling the 'o'. He clapped his hands together, eyebrow raised."Do we tell him?"

"Let's keep this our little secret? OK?" She asked the three of them. They all nodded simultaneously. "Ok." She walked away, leaving the three of them be. Ruben watched as Winter let out an uncomfortable cough and went to join Pyrrha.

Blair watched as Ruben gave him a nod, before taking a step forward.

"Ruben?" Blair stopped Ruben, turning his eyes to the still very scared Cardin. Cardin stood there, seemingly shocked by the whole turn of events. "Why wouldn't you help Cardin? I assume-"

"He deserved it." Ruben mumbled off rather quickly, narrowing his eyes slightly before walking off. "He just did." Blair nodded, following his leader. He holstered his weapon, hands retracting to his pocket.

Blair looked out the corner of his eye, his hand curling into a tight fist. The look in Cardin's eyes was fear. But he received no justice. No comeuppance. Blair shrugged it off, letting out an annoyed growl. "He did deserve it..."