Weiss paced around the room, and Ruby frowned a little. "Weiss, you've been doing that for ten minutes. It's not gonna solve anything."

Weiss turned to Ruby. "But it doesn't make sense! White knowing Cinder and the others' true intentions…and knowing about us and what we did! He knows too much…"

Blake shrugged. "He could have done his research."

Weiss looked at Blake. "He knew you were a Faunus! He knew everything about us before we said a word!" She continued to pace. "And I'm gonna find out how…"

Yang chuckled. "He's kinda secretive, Weiss…how you gonna do that?"

Weiss looked at Yang and smiled maliciously. "I have my ways…"

Weiss looked around carefully as she approached White's dorm. She went up to the door and tested it. "Locked…obviously." She pulled out a hairpin and began to jimmy the lock, and after a time, it clicked. She quietly opened the door and closed it behind her, turning back around to try and find White's dorm room.

Someone poked their head out of a door. "Hey…you're not in this dorm."

Weiss started a little. "Uh…White invited me here. Said he wanted to talk." She chuckled nervously. "But I forgot which room he's in…can you help me out?"

The person nodded and pointed. "Two doors down on this side."

Weiss nodded. "Thanks."

The person nodded and shut their door, and Weiss went over to the door and tested it. It opened, and she murmured to herself, "Now why would this be unlocked…"

She poked her head inside the room, and seeing that no one was there, quickly closed the door and gazed around the room. "There's gotta be something here…"

She started going through everything; the drawers, under the beds, everywhere. She stopped suddenly when she heard the door handle turn. She whirled around in fright, eyes wide.

Short and Long walked in and sat on opposite beds, one of which Weiss was currently under. "Man, this has been a long day…"

Weiss heard Long sigh. "Dude, you say that about anything academic."

"Yeah, but it's always true. Well, mostly."

The door opened again, and Weiss heard White's voice. "Hey, guys."

"Hey, man. How's Team RWBY?"

Weiss perked up slightly at that, and White sighed. "Shaken, like we expected. It's rough for them to hear what I had to tell them about Cinder and the others…especially since they fought with them at the Breach."

Short nodded, unseen by Weiss. "Yeah…fighting alongside someone definitely starts to cement a few relationships…"

White chuckled wryly. "We ought to know that…"

Long laughed in the same wry tone. "We do."

White sighed and sat down on a nearby chair. "Then why don't we learn?"

"What do you mean?"

White sighed again. "We're here at Beacon to help more, to beat back the Grimm and the great evil attacking this world. But…I think I've pretty much alienated all of the school with that show with Cardin."

"Not Ozpin. Not the professors. Not Team RWBY."

White snorted. "Don't be so sure about that…I wouldn't be surprised if they tried to do something to learn more about us."

"What, like sneaking in here? Trying to find something important to us?"

Weiss froze, and White said, "Yeah. Like looking through our personal belongings."

Weiss gulped nervously, and Short poked his head under the bed. "Yeah. Rude!"

Weiss grimaced and crawled out from under the bed, and White shook his head disapprovingly. "You know better."

Weiss pursed her lips. "Can you blame me?"

White shook his head. "Not in the slightest. But all the same, butt out."

Weiss blinked. "Yeah…no. I'm going to find out about you guys on way or another."

White and the others stood, and Weiss took a step back towards the door. "You…you don't scare me!"

White smiled slightly. "Yeah. Sure."

Weiss turned around suddenly, but Quick was in her way. "Hey, Weiss. Whatcha doing?"

Weiss backed up to the middle of the room, and Quick shut the door behind her, effectively trapping Weiss in the middle of the room, surrounded by the team. She looked around nervously. "You…you wouldn't hurt a teammate, would you?"

White thought a minute. "Not on purpose."

Weiss's blood ran cold at that. "On…purpose?"

White nodded, seemingly lost in thought and not completely talking to Weiss. "Yeah, sometimes I get in a mood…I lose all reasoning and become super powerful at the cost of my sanity." He smiled at Weiss. "But that's in extreme cases."

Weiss relaxed. Slightly. "Extreme?"

White nodded again. "You don't have to worry about it. You can't possibly trigger it."

"Not sure about that."

White looked at Long. "How do you mean?"

Long looked at Weiss. "For all we know, she could stab us in the back. Find something out, leak it…make us vulnerable."

White shrugged. "What could she find out that would piss me off that much?"

Weiss felt something click in her head. "How about where you came from?"

White looked at Weiss. "That's just a secret. Nothing major."

Weiss said, "Uh…what about…uh…your past?"

White cocked his head. "My past is past. What could you possibly know that would piss me off that much?"

Weiss opened her mouth, then shut it, shrugging and looking down. White nodded. "Yeah. Nothing. Weiss, what's really bothering you?"

Weiss looked back up at White. "Well…you. You know everything about us. Blake, Roman, everything…what's stumping me is how."

White smiled. "That, my dear, is a trade secret."

Weiss fumed. "Now that's bullshit! You have no reason to hide something like that from us!"

White got up close and personal, and Weiss's earlier fear came back twice as hard. "You do not question my methods. I've been at this for a very long time, and I know what I'm doing! The last thing I need is a stuck-up heiress questioning everything I do!"

Weiss recoiled sharply at that. "I…"

White backed up, nodding. "Yeah. You. Just can't stop thinking about yourself, hm?"

Long shrugged. "She tries. She really does try."

Short frowned. "Not trying hard enough, though…I mean, she's made huge strides, but-"

Quick cut him off. "But nothing. She's still a spoiled princess."

White blushed madly in rage. "I joined Beacon to get away from my family, from the wealth, from all of that! If you're research is so thorough, you would know that!"

White smiled, and she felt something click. "You do know that."

White nodded. "Weiss, you're a good kid. Now get out."

Weiss frowned. "But I still don't know anything about you guys. At least, nothing more than I already know."

White shrugged. "And you won't. At least, not unless we decide you should."

Weiss looked down, with a mixture of embarrassment and doubt running through her. "I should go, hm?"

White nodded, opening the door. "Yes. If you would."

Weiss matched his nod and walked out the door, but turned back. "Do you know the great evil?"

White shook his head. "Unfortunately, my intel only goes so far."

He closed the door, and Weiss walked away, thinking to herself one thing. "This evil…if White doesn't know about it…it's gotta be big."