Wow so 2 chapters in one week? Don't expect this to be a schedule, I will update as frequently as possible. And I also needed to make up for lost time. Anyways enjoy!

I woke up back in the Beacon's infirmary, however upon checking the time - I noticed that it was now morning. I had been unconscious throughout the entire night, which made absolutely no sense since I only had a brief conversation with Jack.

Thinking about it now, I was so ever confused about my situation. What "misadventure" was I going to get involved in and what was he saying about my future? I sort of understood the hero part, but the disappearing part is where I'm completely lost. This Jack person was a mystery; an eight-sided Rubix cube. I have no idea who or rather WHAT he is, and why he decided to strike a conversation with me. Seriously why me out of everyone else?! I have no social skills what so ever, nor do I have anything special about my past either; it just consisted of me slaughtering Grimm, playing video games, and slaughtering more Grimm after . I swear if I end up in some cliché prophecy/chosen-one crap, I'm just going to kill myself to avoid the trouble.

I remember Storme telling me that he would bring everyone into the infirmary, but when I looked around, it was empty. The beds beside me looked used so I can only guess that the others woke up before me and left for breakfast. I let out a loud sigh of annoyance as I begrudgingly got out of my bed. Just as I was going to exit the room, I bumped into familiar wolf faunus. Who for "some" reason was holding a bucket of freezing ice water... How did I know that this water had the temperature of an arctic wasteland? Well it's because – IT SPILLED ALL OVER ME AS I FELL!

S-S-SO C-CO-COLD...SO V-VERY C-COLD...

"A-AERO W-WHAT T-T-THE HECK?!" I chattered while shivering.

"Well you've been asleep for at least 2 hours now since me and the others woke up" Aero answered with his usual grin as he got up from the floor, "I mean you seem like the type of guy who doesn't wake up if someone nudges them so..."

"SO YOU PLANNED ON FREEZING ME?!" I deduced, using my aura to increase my body temperature and dry my soaked clothes.

"Well no, I mean you DO know how to use aura like everyone else in this school..." Aero countered as he threw the empty metallic bucket across the hallway, "And besides, this was Ghras' idea. So if ya' want to kill someone, it should be her."

"G-Ghras?!" I gulped. My anger just got on an imaginary train and left to GtfoVille; there was no way in hell that I was going to anger that girl. Even if she did see me as her friend, I'm certain that she would destroy the shattered moon with my corpse if I pissed her off... Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating a bit, but so far from knowing Ghras, I'm sure that she could definitely stand against a death stalker with just her rage alone. "A-actually n-never mind that. What are they serving for breakfast?"

"Um...see here's the thing..." nervously began Aero as he ran his hand through his messy gray hair, "the initiation begins in like, 10 minutes..."

"..."

"Um Red? You okay buddy?"

"WHAT?!" I yelled in shock as I sprinted at full speed out of the infirmary to get my weapon stored in one of the lockers, Aero quickly following suite.

"Where's the initiation anyway?!" I asked as we were running through the warmly lit hallways.

"Beacon Cliffs or something like that, relax I know where it is!"

"There's no way we're going to make it in time!"

"Don't worry about it Red, I know a shortcut!"

Even if I didn't know what the shortcut was, I knew Aero – thus I have no doubt in mind that it will end blowing up in my face.

(Meanwhile at Beacon Cliffs)

Beacon Cliff was a rather "special" location, as it overlooked the Emerald Forest – a jungle that was inhabited by demons known as Grimm. From the overview, the forest looked like a sea of dancing leaves, performed by the timeless trees. The atmosphere was quiet in a way; only the sound of rustling leaves and occasional howl from whatever was lurking in the forest. The weather itself wasn't horrible either; it was like the past initiations: sunny with a cool breeze. At the edge of the cliff stood the initiate students, the headmaster of Beacon, and a very frustrated witch.

"Ozpin, all the students are accounted for...well except for two." Goodwitch explained, while observing her tablet, to the now-healthy Supreme Overlord who was simply enjoying his mug of coffee; his cane firmly planted into the earth.

"Oh? And who are these two students that have neglected their awareness of time?" the headmaster asked in an amused tone. After all, this WAS the first time that there were future students who went missing in action during Beacons' initiation.

"It appears that Mr. Leon-Haert and Eerf are currently not present at the moment sir. Shall we begin the initiation now or should I find th-"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

Before Goodwitch could finish her suggestion, a faint explosion echoed from Beacon Academy. Moments later, before anyone could react, a certain duo – a sociopath wolf faunus and a socially awkward human – clinging to dear life on a refrigerator that was descending at top speed from the sky, crashed into the site of where the initiation was held.

(Flashback)

'Don't worry' he says...

'I have a shortcut!' he says...

'Hold on to the cafeteria's fridge' he says...

I was right; Aero's plan DID end in "blowing up" in my face. I don't know how he did it but as soon as I retrieved my rifle, I followed him all around the school, moving from hallway to classroom, and classroom to hallway. At some point, I think we ran through Narnia but that's probably the pizza still working it hallucinations. In the end, we ended up in the cafeteria's kitchen. The wolf faunus made me run around the entire school to get food...

"This is no time to get a snack Aero!"

"I need you to hold on to this refrigerator handle real tight ya' hear?" the wolf faunus told me with an assuring smile as he moved to the other side of the cooling machine. I complied, thinking of what he could possibly be thinking. I mean we were late now, so it wouldn't hurt to see what he could be planning. I didn't know what he was doing as I heard some very strange noises coming from the other side of the refrigerator.

"It's all set! Get ready for the ride of your life Red!" Aero told me in anticipation as he too gripped onto the fridge.

The refrigerator began to violently shake moments later, and my paranoia was beginning to take a hold of me.

"A-Aero what did you do?!"

"PHYSICS!" was all the answer I got before an explosion overwhelmed the entire kitchen, and me and the sociopath ended up flying through the air to well...who knows where at this point.

(Present Time)

I'm surprised to say the least; I mean I got propelled into the air by an explosion, held on to life on a flying refrigerator that CRASHED onto the exact location of where the initiation was held, and now here I am: standing with all my limbs intact and not a single shred of my aura wasted to shield myself from the impact. Dust, there's no way that the Laws of Physics could have explained all of that, but then again – this is Aero we're talking about.

I looked over to my right to see Aero busy dusting himself off, behind him was a crowd of awe-struck soon-to-be students and one annoyed witch slowly walking up to us.

"Mr. Eerf and Leon-Haert, it's so nice of you two to arrive to your initiation late. Would you care to explain to me how you two even got here?" a very agitated Goodwitch demanded from us.

"U-um...y-you s-see..." I started, my mind quickly racing through lies.

Let's see here: freak accident at cafeteria? Insane bomber wanted to kidnap some random raccoon faunus? Toilet malfunctioned...? THINK RED, THINK!

"Cuz' PHYSICS!" my faunus friend answered while giving the professor a thumb-up of approval. Ms. Goodwitch however simply began rub her temples, indirectly showing her mental face palm regarding Aero's sanity. She immediately brought out her crop and with a wave-like motion, the demolished refrigerator repaired itself and literally flew back to, which I can only assume, Beacon's cafeteria.

From the corner of my eye, I noticed a very confused Storme- his seaweed coloured eyes seemed disorientated and his jaw was just hanging open, wondering how me and Aero survived that in the first place. Ghras was standing right beside the lost-in-thought giant who had her arms crossed and was looking elsewhere; if only she hadn't quickly glanced at us with those red eyes of hers that I wouldn't have realized that she was pretending not to care about me and Aero's "grand entrance". I tried to greet them at a distance by a quick wave from my hand, only for the motion to look extremely fidgety and seizure-like. That's what happens when you have poor social skills.

"Is there something wrong Mr. Eerf?" Ms. Goodwitch asked, still keeping her annoyed glare.

"N-no, j-just using m-my aura to f-fix my arm i-is all..." I quickly lied.

"Ahem" a certain headmaster interrupted. "Now that everyone is accounted for, I would like to begin the initiation. Under normal circumstances, I would give you all a speech regarding your self-worth and survival skills, but after witnessing such an amazing display from your soon-to-be classmates, I believe that it isn't required. So I'll get straight to the point: the "rumors" involving teams are true..."

DEAR MONTY WHY?! LIFE, WHAT COULD YOU POSSIBLY DO TO MAKE THIS ANY WORSE?!

"...These teammates will be with you for the rest of your time here at Beacon. So it is in your best interest to be paired with someone with whom you can work well. Therefore, the first person you make eye contact with after landing will be your partners for your entire time here at this academy..."

FUUUUUUUUU-

"...After finding your partner, you will move north until you find a temple. From there you will encounter relics; each pair will take one only, and will then proceed back here. You'll be observed and graded during your initiation, however our instructors will not intervene, so try not to die. Please take your positions on the launch pads, and please, do remember to use a landing strategy."

At this moment, I wished that the refrigerator adventure had killed me. I really don't want to spend my entire time here at Beacon with some random person. What if they're clueless like Storme, or fueled with rage like Ghras? Or worse: insane like Aero. Dust, my mind was racing through all these possibilities, and my heart beat was increasing as one-by-one, students were being propelled into the empty skies by the launch pads. To make matters worst...the two cows appeared on my shoulders again.

"Look Red..." started the red cow, "all you have to do to avoid this partner mess is to kill everyone in that forest. That way you'll have no one to partner with!"

"That's just stupid..." argued the white cow, "don't you remember that he's being monitored throughout the entire time? And I do believe that it would reflect badly on his final grade..."

"WHO NEEDS GRADES?! ALL YOU NEED IS BLOOD! THE BLOOD OF EVERY SINGLE B-"

"Um...so no solution for my problem?" I whispered, hoping that they wouldn't disappear from my outburst; I WAS desperate at this point, so I'll listen to imaginary animals on my shoulders if I have to avoid future social interaction.

"Shouldn't you be worrying about your landing strategy?" asked the white cow.

"For once I agree with the white idiot..."

I completely forgot.

Before I could reposition myself, I was flung into the sky with the rushing air colliding against my face. I had no landing strategy at this point – I was flying above the forest, my arms and legs flailing in panic.

"Here lies Red, the dumbass huntsman-in-training; he snapped his neck from lack of landing strategy"

(Meanwhile at Beacon Cliffs)

Ozpin took a sip from his mug as he chuckled at the sight of the socially awkward boy in the air.

"What's so amusing sir?" Glynda asked as she looked down at her tablet, making sure that the cameras set up within the forest were working.

"Nothing really important, just haven't seen that ah, 'landing strategy' in a long while. After all, only one other student at the academy has performed that during their initiation." Ozpin mused as he took a sip from his mug.

(Emerald Forest)

My mind was set into panic mode as I was flailing violently through the air. I must have looked like an idiot to the other students who were gliding calmly through the blue sea known as the sky. The arguing cows had disappeared, thankfully. I really didn't need an argument involving what part of my body was going to break first.

I descended into the Emerald Forest, crashing through multiple thick tree branches as I fell closer towards the ground. A shock of pain that was sent through my entire body as the trees' arms were colliding against me. This pain managed to get some adrenaline pumping, allowing me to quickly calm down and assess my situation. With reflexes fueled of aura, I broke into a roll once I landed on the ground, greatly reducing the fall damage. Too bad my momentum caused me to roll head first into one of the many trees.

"Ouch..." I groaned as I slowly got up, my right hand rubbing against the region of my forehead where it was pummeled against the rough bark of the tree. I had lost a good chunk of my aura from the entire trip. However, it was through my head injury then I came up with a solution to my social problem.

It was simple: all I had to do was to avoid everyone, get the relic by myself, and run like hell to the cliff whilst avoiding attention.

I grinned in approval to my genius plan as I steadily readied my rifle, Ol'M8, from my shoulder; this forest was infested with Grimm after all. With my weapon in hand, I silently navigated my way north, through the maze of nature that was Emerald Forest.

(Later)

It wasn't until I had arrived at an open area that I heard monster-like growls coming from nearby. Judging from the type of growl, I deduced that I had fallen "prey" to a beowulf, which meant that its pack wasn't too far away. I quickly aimed my rifle at the direction of the threatening sound. My sights focused on a shroud of plant-life and leaves.

With an upward motion with my right thumb, which was holding the grip, I flicked a small switch: enabling Ol'M8 to fire in semi-auto. You see, firing in full-auto may seem like a good idea against a lot of enemies, such as a pack of beowulves; however that would quickly deplete my magazine. If video games have taught me anything, it's that unless you have a bottomless clip (a magazine that holds infinite ammo), never spray-and-pray. It's better to fire off 1-3 shots at the vital points then to unload half of your clip at the body of one enemy. It effectively deals with the enemies whilst preserving ammunition, thereby allowing me to take down more enemies. Plus, I absolutely HATE having to deal with the annoying recoil from my weapon. I still remember breaking my arms the first time I fired this thing!

The test of survival began as a black wolf-like demon jumped out from one of the many hiding spots in this forest. With blood-like filled eyes containing the bloodlust for flesh, the beowulf was running at full speed towards me, hoping to dig its claws into my body.

Or rather, it collapsed in from of me as I put a single dust-empowered bullet through its head. As it began to evaporate into nothingness, a loud howl echoed through my ears; the pack was coming.

Instead of one beowulf like the previous time, multiple demon wolves came running out, and man, did they ever look hungry to see me. I took aim and pulled the trigger, killing an approaching grimm on my left. I turned to the right and put 2 shots into another approaching beowulf- one in the chest, and the other in the head. It became a soothing pattern: pull trigger, release, take aim on next target, repeat until everything grimm was dead. The firing of Ol'M8 soon turned into a rhythm, with the falling of Grimm as its bass drop.

I drained my entire magazine, killing a rough estimate of 37 beowulves out of a cartridge that contained 45 bullets. Not my best score in terms of gaming. However, I seemed to have killed a good chuck of the pack that the beowulves decided that I wasn't worth it and the remaining survivors ran back into the deep forest. Of course I wasn't the type of guy who left side quest un-finished, if you know what I mean.

I moved my supporting arm, the left arm, from the forestock (where I support the rifle when aiming) to the end of the barrel of my rifle; where the hybrid shotgun/grenade launcher was attached. Think of it like a smaller gun attached to a bigger gun. Under Ol'M8's barrel was the barrel of the shotgun attachment and under that was the grenade launcher attachment. Even though there were two weapons attached, both of them worked through one trigger. I designed the trigger to be like Ol'M8's main trigger when changing rates of fire; so all I have to do I flick the switch at the smaller handle and I can chose which attachment I need – and for this situation I was going to use the grenade launcher.

I already had a fire-dust empowered shell loaded, so I angled my rifle and released the flame-based explosive onto the beowulves' hiding spot, hoping that it will kill them off. The sound of an explosion rang through my ears, as I witnessed a small portion of the forest beginning to burn. The leaves ignited into brilliant flames as they danced brilliantly in the air before they disappeared into ashes. However when I expected to hear painful howls, I was given unexpected screaming, "voices" in panic.

"OH MY GOD, INSTRUCTOR KHAZIX, I'M ON FIRE!"

"Professor Rengar, please calm down! You're going to get the student to notice us!"

"CALM DOWN?! BITCH I'M BURNING RIGHT NOW! DO YOU HO-"

I quickly reloaded my gun and quickly ran off in the opposite direction of the fire. I am NOT going to get involved in this. The smoke from the flames and the constant screaming of the huntsmen will surely get the attention of all the students in the entire damn forest. That attention will lead to me getting caught, causing my amazing plan to crumble like the burning leaves.

I was running like hell at this point, brushing through vines, jumping over rocks, ducking under branches; I needed to get the relic before anyone found me.

It was a shame, however, that "Life" decided it was time to screw me over once again.

As I continued running, I crashed into certain someone.

...No...it can't be you...out of everyone here...IT HAD TO BE YOU?!

"Ya' know we really should stop meeting each other like this..." a familiar voice called to me, excitement in their tone.

My entire plan, my genius plan was just ruined. There were only two ways that my plan could have messed up: First, I somehow die on the way, or second, which I'd rather prefer the first option if it came to be, was that I ended up with a partner. Of course, I ended up with option number two.

The the person I just crashed into... the person who was going to be my partner for my entire time here at Beacon... was none other than the insane sociopath known as Aero Leon-Haert.

"So I guess you and me are partners now!"

What the Dust did I get myself into?!