Ghosts of Remnant Season Two

by Chad Emperor of Mankind

After events of United Offensive were prevented from ever occurring in reality, the Ghosts, unknowing about this event, go about their lives as they train to be hunters at Beacon Academy for second semester. However it seems that the enemies in the world of Remnant are up to no good and it will be up to the students of Beacon and the Ghosts to stop them.

5. Chapter 5

Chapter Five- Unlocking Auras, the Dance, the Infiltration and Respect is Earned

Meanwhile outside...

Rick was hanging upside down from a tree branch by his legs reading a book. In his free hand he was playing around with a small flicker of flame letting it grow in size before shrinking back down to a tiny state. "Blake's been quiet since we made our move against Torchwick. I'm getting worried about her," the Korean wondered out loud.

"Well, ya can't blame her, bro. She wants to take him down," Derrick replied from below. He was leaning on the tree cleaning his shotgun.

"But that the point. She's gonna run herself into the ground if she keeps it up like this," Rick replied before shooting a small fireball at Derrick, only enough to scorch a bit of his hair.

Derrick glared back at the Korean above him and huffed. "Yeah, keep telling me that. You're her boyfriend, why are you telling me this when you could tell her that she needs to slow down?" He replied before throwing a rock at him.

Team GRVL's Room...

"Umm, Velvet. Are you sure this is going to work?" Greg asked uneasily, standing in the middle of the room. Randi and Leland had already left for class, leaving the couple alone in the room. Last night after they returned to Beacon, Headmaster Ozpin requested that Velvet would unlocked Greg's Aura in order for the young Marine to able to use it. So now here they are, ready to unlock it finally.

"Of course it is. Its the only way to unlock your Aura unless you had unlocked it already. Besides we'll be fine afterwards. Its just that once its unlocked, you will have to find out what your trigger is for your Semblance." Velvet explained, secretly squealing excitedly inside her mind for the events to come. Before she left her home in Menagerie, her father gave her one strict rule about unlocking someone else's Aura. If she unlocked a boy's Aura, then that boy must date her for the rest of his life. Her father really cared about her, however he was somewhat too overprotective of her.

"Okay then. However if you feel like it will drain your Aura completely, please stop it immediately. I don't want you to hurt yourself trying to help me, Vel." Greg added quickly before closing his eyes in anticipation of the unlock. Velvet took a deep breathe, stepping up to Greg and placing her hands on his chest and the side of his head.

"For it is in passing that we achieve immortality, through this we become a paragon of virtue and glory to rise above all. Infinite in distance and unbound by death, I release your soul, and by my shoulder, protect thee." Velvet chanted, a white glow slowly started to emit from Greg. A rush of power coursed throughout Greg's body as the white glow got brighter and brighter. Velvet stopped the unlocked which exhausted her, but the glowing didn't stop or decreased in brightness.

"Hey, Velvet. Does this normally happen during an Aura Unlock?" Greg questioned, now so bright that their dorm window was lit up like a lighthouse to the people down below across the academy grounds. Velvet looked wearily at the glowing Marine with her arms covering her face.

"Not really. However, you had so much Aura flowing through your soul that it must have been released all at once during the unlock process."

Finally the glowing died down to where a faint outline surrounded the young Marine's body. Greg looked at himself in amazement while Velvet smiled at the awe he was in. Truthfully Greg never experienced having Aura within him before so it was understandable.

"This is kind of trippy..." Greg mumbled to himself before walking over to Velvet and helped her off the floor. She continued to smile as a light blush showed across her face.

"Hey, Greg. There's something I have to tell you." Greg looked down at his petite girlfriend with a look of confusion across his face. "Alright. What do you need to tell me?"

"Well back home in Menagerie, if a girl unlocks a boy's Aura, they have to get married without question in the future." This answer made Greg's face turn tomato red in embarrassment and shock. Velvet didn't seemed to mind though, internally she was screaming victory at this moment.

"W-w-w-what!?" Greg stammered in shock, earning laughter from the brunette Rabbit Faunus.

"Relax! I'm just kidding about the Menagerie tradition! However my father will kill you if you don't become my boyfriend and future husband." Velvet quickly explained, much to the relief of the young Marine. For a second there, Greg thought he would have had a heart attack. "Velvet, never scare me like that again please." This earned a smirk from her as she opened her mouth again.

"And if I don't..."

"Then someone is going to have an embarrassing time here at the academy, Velvy." Greg grinned back, causing Velvet to cover the massive blush on her face with her hands and ears.

Meanwhile inside the ballroom...

Raiden was breathing heavily as he was carrying a large speaker in his arms. "Y-Yang! Where is this supposed to go?!" He yelped out.

"Ummm... Can you hold on for a second, Raiden? I need to have a 'chat' with Weiss," Yang told him as she went up to the heiress and started arguing about how to set up a dance.

"Yang! My arms are gonna fall off!" Raiden shouted with strain.

"Then why don't you put it down, you dunce?!" Weiss retorted to him.

"Ya know, that's the best thing I've heard from you all day!" Raiden grunted. He gently placed down the speaker and placed his hands on his back. "Awww, that's gonna put some restraint on my back for a good while," he complained.

"Maybe you should have let Professor Hinders move it instead, you moron." A student calls out, pointing to the Explosives Teacher. Charlie Hinders was carrying two large speakers on his shoulders with no problem across the room. If anything, Charlie Hinders was sometimes nicknamed "Hercules" by some of the Marines at Fort San Monica because of his strength. At one point, when a jeep was stuck in a pothole, Charlie lifted the corner that was stuck out of the hole, much to the shock of the soldiers.

Raiden shrugged as he cracked his neck. "I hope it doesn't hinder my moves for tonight. Most likely Rick is gonna have me do a battle with him."

Ruby perked her head up from the table she was sitting at. "Battle? You mean fight?"

"No, not fighting. Dancing. Back on Earth, there were competitions in breakdancing, and it was fun," Raiden explained.

"Please, who would want to give time to see a bunch of idiots do such things?" Weiss remarked.

Yang glared at her. "Watch your mouth, Ice Queen. That's my boyfriend you're talking about."

"Seriously, Miss Schnee. Like you should be one to talking. You can't even get halfway through my class without exploding something on yourself." Charlie points out, much to Weiss's embarrassment and everyone else's humor. "And I would have thought that Batista was the real dangerous one in class. That crazy Irish maniac."

"Well, its not my fault that I'm not good at handling explosives very well." Weiss shot back, trying to defend herself from anymore teasing.

Raiden chuckled at the heiress. "Hey, when I'm not killing Federation soldiers, I'm relaxing by doing what I love to do, Bboy." He cracked his knuckles and did a Webster front flip amazing some of the students in the ballroom.

"And there goes RADR's leader flipping around," Charlie remarked.

"Please, like you can do this, man," Raiden replied.

"Do I look like some hipster who dances on nimble feet, Raiden? I'm a Marine and a Ghost, not a hipster." This reply earned a bunch of ohs from the other students who were impressed at the burn their teacher just delivered to Raiden.

Raiden rolled his eyes. "Say whatever you want. I'm proud to be a Bboy and I'll always be a Bboy. And unlike you, I can cause explosions without creating any collateral damage or destruction."

"The destruction of the Federation Museum was the one and only thing that was collateral and even then, I was award a bonus for it." Charlie pointed out before setting the pair of speakers down to the floor. The Juggernaut stealthily pulls out a marble out of his pocket and rolls it across the floor towards Raiden. When Raiden tries another flip, his foot lands on the marble, causing him to slip and fall onto his back. The marble rolled back to Charlie before the Marine picked it up and pocketed it. Raiden groans before noticing a beam of light emitting from Team GRVL's dorm outside the window.

Letting out a small groan, Raiden kicked himself up and rubbed his head. "I'm gonna get even with ya, Charlie." He looked out the window looking at GRVL's window. "I wonder what's going on there?"

"Crazy light show much," Yang commented.

"Try getting even with me and you'll get wrecked, Raiden. Also that lightshow must be Greg's Aura being unlocked by Miss Scarletina." Charlie comments before going across the room to pick up some more speakers.

Raiden spun around with a confused face. "Aura? Wait- you gotta be kidding me. Greg, has Aura?" He rubbed his head more trying to make sense of the situation. "Well... I guess that could explain why he's a better shot than Alex or better at unarmed combat than Rick. Heh, me and the guys would always call him a superhuman." He sighed as he looked at the window again. "I guess we were right."

"Nah. The marksmanship is from Captain Anderson's training as well as for the Hand-to-Hand. He just never could unlock his full potential until now." Charlie replied as the light suddenly died down and the window was clear.

Placing his hands together, Raiden took in a deep breath and nodded. "Welp... I guess it's time to congratulate him then. But I can't really... Offer him anything except luck."

"Wait. The Rookie had Aura after all?" Nathaniel Johnston inquired as his class walked into the room to help set up items for the ball. The Army Ranger wore his Army Combat boots and ACU pants but had a green short sleeve shirt on instead of his ACU jacket. "Since when did the little Leatherneck get Aura?"

"Since he was born here in the first place apparently. His mother was born in Vytal while the Captain... Well go figure on that one." Charlie answered carrying two more speakers across the room.

Raiden was just completely confused. Greg was born here in Remnant? That was too muh for a man to swallow. Even for a Ghost. "This just got a whole lot weirder."

"Not really since we are now living in a new world. Hardly surprising now." Charlie retorted, setting down the speakers again.

Rolling his eyes, Raiden nodded at his girlfriend before walking towards the entrance. "Where is he going?" Weiss questioned.

"He's going to be talking to Greg, Ice Queen. Now, about those fog machines..." Yang began.

Back in Team GRVL's dorm…

"Please don't call me that. My mother calls me that and its so embarrassing out in public." Velvet moaned, letting go of her ears. Greg couldn't help but snicker at this discovery since he now had a new nickname to call Velvet when no one was around.

"Don't worry. I would never call you that in public. It will just be between you and me... Velvy." Greg raised up his arms in time to block the pillow thrown at him by the brunette Rabbit Faunus. Soon the two got into a small pillow fight before Greg picked up a giggling Velvet and pretended to tackle her onto the bed. The two looked at each other as they moved their faces closer to each other. Before the couple could kiss each other, Raiden walked right into the room without knocking on the door.

"Hey, Greg. I want to congratulate you on..." Raiden trailed off when he saw the two in a compromising position. Both Greg and Velvet turned beet red from the humiliation at the way things were. Greg quickly scrambled off Velvet in order to explain to the Ghost.

"This isn't what it looks like!"

Grinning, Raiden took advantage of the current situation. He walked forward and wrapped his arm around the former Ghost's neck. "So, you're finally going to that next step now, huh? Wait until Nate hears about this." He kept in his laughter when he saw both of their faces turning more darker than Ruby's cloak. "Don't worry, the first time is always the more awkward. But since your girlfriend is a Rabbit Faunus, bro, I'm expecting that she'll want a whole litter of kids with ya."

"SHUT UP, RAIDEN!" Greg shouted as he punched the Ghost Leader in the chest. The Ghost went flying through the wall and into the neighboring dorm from the unexpected force of Greg's punch before getting embedded into a wall. The students in the neighboring dorm looked at the stuck Ghost before turning towards the embarrassed couple.

"Aheh..." Greg and Velvet weakly laughed, obviously not having the best day so far.

"Uhhhhh... That gonna leave a mark," Raiden groaned out. He soon slid off the wall and fell on his face with a louder groan. "Damn, you punch hard, but I never thought you'd punch that hard." Raiden was surprise himself when he didn't feel any broken ribs inside his chest from the powerful blow from Greg.

"Well, look at the time. We need to get to class right now. So later, Raiden." Greg rapidly spoke, the couple then disappearing, leaving a trail of smoke behind them.

"Wow! That was a punch! Was that from my Aura?" Greg asked Velvet after they made some distance between them and the dorm. Greg had been surprised at the force of his blow against the Ghost Leader. He hoped that Raiden hadn't broken any bones or anything, but at the same time, he knew that the Ghost had deserved it.

"I guess so. I never seen something like that happen before though." Velvet replied, unsure about what had occurred in the last few moments. She shook her head and pulled Greg along with her. "Well never mind about it for now. Lets get going to Miss Goodwitch's class!"

Back in the dorm, Raiden stood up and held his chest from the blow Greg gave him. "I should have broken ribs by now."

That's when Yang rushed in. She ears two loud booms and she grew excited hearing them. She wanted to know what caused them. "Hey, what caused the big-" she stopped mid sentence when she saw the broken walls between the two dorms. "Okay, what the hell just happened?"

Raiden raised his hands up. "I just made a little joke with Greg and I get punched through these walls because of that."

"A little joke? You practically suggested that he and Velvet should have a litter of kids because of Velvet being a Rabbit Faunus, dude." One of the students from the neighboring room retorted. "You really need to make sure to be careful of what you say around those two. That comment may have hurt Velvet's feelings because of the constant discrimination she faces every day."

Raiden sighed when he heard that. He didn't mean to do that to the young couple. He rubbed his face with a saddened expression on his face. "Damn, I didn't mean to do that. I just wanted to joke around with them for a bit but I learned I did that. I gotta say sorry to him."

Back with Greg and Velvet...

While she seemed perfectly fine on the outside, she was hurting pretty badly on the inside. Even though the Ghost didn't mean it, the comment did bring up some bad memories that haunt her to this day. Greg notices the failing look of calmness on her face and pulls her aside into a janitor's closet to speak privately with her.

"Hey, Velvet. What's wrong? I noticed that you seem hurt by the what Raiden said about having a litter of kids. Is there something you want to talk about?" Greg asked, his face full of concern for his petite girlfriend.

Velvet's ears wilt as she starts to explain the reason.

"A few years ago when I was thirteen, I was on my way home from running some groceries. Well suddenly these two men came out of nowhere and dragged me into an alleyway. They...they tore off my clothes and started to feel me up. I thought they were going to rape and kill me for sure. However a police officer spotted the two and chased them off before they could. I've always felt so vulnerable since then." At that point, Velvet broke out into tears and started to cry into Greg's Kevlar vest. The Marine was shocked by this, but focused on his girlfriend's current state. He hugged her gently, rubbing her head while whispering softly to her in an attempt to calm her down. Greg looked down at Velvet and cleared his throat.

"Miss Scarletina, I will love you with my whole heart and vow to never all that to ever happen to you again. I swear to protect you forever, Velvet. And by God, I will keep this promise." Velvet sniffled at this promise, a small smile appearing on her tear stained, puffy eyed face. It seemed that there would be no way to separate these two lovers apart ever again.

Outside the closet…

Raiden ran down the hallway panting slightly as he looked for Greg and Velvet. "Greg! Greg! Where are you, man?! I just want to talk to you if you got the moment!" He shouted as he ran around.

Raiden sighed as he couldn't find the young couple anywhere. "Great... I just want to apologize to them. I meant nothing by it." He crossed his arms and leaned back on a janitors closet. "Where could they be?"

"Now then, lets go to Combat Class. Allow me." Greg suddenly remembered, turning to the door and kicked open. Off its hinges. And across the hall with Raiden behind it. "Oops. Forgot that my Aura is still acting up. Lets just go now." The two run off again, leaving a groaning Raiden stuck between a door and a wall.

"Greg, wait! I was gonna-!" Raiden groaned in frustration when he didn't get his chance to apologize to the two. He then realized his current predicament. "Shit, how am I gonna get outta here?" Remembering he had his own Dust infused clothing, Raiden took in a deep breath and exhaled fast. This resulted in a large gust of wind to emit from his mouth and sent him flying away from the wall, and flew into another one before falling on the ground. "Ouch..."

The door, sent flying with Raiden again, simply fell down right on top of the fallen Ghost. "OH COME ON!"

Raiden does the trick again and this time the door flies away from him and smacks Alex to the floor. The Ghost Leader rushes over to his fallen brother to help him out.

"Hey, you okay there Alex?" Raiden asked his brother.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fucking fine. Now leave me alone."

Raiden got up and stretched out for a moment. He then offered his hand to help his either up. "Come on up, bro."

To Raiden's shock, Alex swatted his hand away and got up himself. "I don't need any of your fucking help."

Alex started to walk away until Raiden grabbed his shoulder. "Alex, what the hell is wrong with you? Why are being so much like an asshole?"

"You wanna know why? It's because you're giving more respect to Mudface rather than your own brother! And worst yet, you kicked me out of the Ghosts! Who would do that to their own brother?!"

"A brother who worries and cares for his younger brother. You need to calm down, Alex. Until then, I want you to reflect on your actions."

"No! I want you to take me back in!"

"No. I want you to have a cool head."

Alex snorted at Raiden and began to walk away from him. "I got better things to do rather than cooling my head. And better yet, fuck you!" Alex shouted while flipping off at Raiden.

Raiden was shocked for his own brother to do this to him. Before he could say anything, Alex was already gone. Letting out a sigh, Raiden looked up at the ceiling. "Mom, I wish you were here right now..."

Meanwhile with the Dust-bending duo...

Rick was finally off the tree and him and Derrick were walking towards the academy. The Korean smiled widely when he saw Blake come out of the building. "Blake!" He shouted.

The Cat Faunus looked up from her book and looked at her boyfriend. There were dark circles underneath her eyes which sent a dark glare at the Korean. "What?"

Rick got up to her and pecked her on the cheek. "Glad to see you're alright. So, I was just wondering... Wanna go to the dance with me?" He asked her.

"No," she simply replied.

This made Rick slightly shocked at her. "But Blake, it's the dance... Everyone's going."

"Do you really think that I'm going to the dance? It's just a waste of my time. You out of everyone should know that," Blake scoffed before she walked away. This made Rick pretty bummed out. He was hoping to really surprise her at the dance.

Miss Goodwitch's Combat Class….

"Sorry we're late, Miss Goodwitch! I had to get my Aura unlocked!" Greg shouted as he and Velvet rushed into the class room with their combat gear on. Miss Goodwitch turned her head at the two late arrivals. "Its fine really. Since Greg needed help unlocking his Aura and you wanted to do it, I will let this one slide for now. Just don't come in late to class again."

"So what did we miss, guys?" Greg asked Randi and Leland as he and Velvet sat down with the other half of their team. Currently Team CRDL was limping off the combat circle while Pyrrha stood victoriously in the center. "Wait. Nevermind. Dumb question anyway."

"You caused quite a stir today with your Aura being unlocked. First the entire courtyard witnessed your dorm window act like a large spotlight. Next I get a text from our neighbors saying that you punched Raiden through their wall. Finally, a janitor came by exclaiming that the closet door was torn off its hinges and there was an imprint of a combat boot footprint in the center." Leland mentions grinning while Greg simply looked away and whistled like he didn't do anything.

"Okay I will take responsibility for the beam of light and the broken door, but Raiden did deserve the punch though. He made a joke that brought up on of Velvet's painful memories of discrimination she faced four years ago." Greg admitted, still slightly bothered by what he had learned from Velvet. He planned to make a few calls to the AOV and see if they can figure out who was responsible for the attempted rape of his girlfriend. Those two thugs will wish they were never born once the Marine was through with them.

"Oh...wow...Never thought that Raiden would say something like that before. I'm sure he might have said it by accident since there was no way he could have known that Velvet was nearly rape by two humans. Sometimes I wonder if its us who are really the monsters instead of the Faunus of the White Fang..." Randi sighed, feeling slightly guilty for being a member of a discriminating species.

"So how do you feel now that your Aura's unlocked?" Leland asked, curious about how his leader felt now that his full potential has been unlocked by Velvet.

"I feel... different I guess. I mean I can feel the Aura follow throughout my body and have this sense of tranquility." Greg replied, his body giving off a white glow that caused the other students to look amazed. It seemed that Greg had higher levels of Aura, more so than Jaune's unusually high Aura levels.

"Hey, Team Leader. I hate to say this and it sounds awkward, but your Aura is causing you to glow white light." Leland points out, causing Greg to look at himself. The glow wasn't as bad as when he originally had it unlocked, but there was a white outline around his body. "Sorry. Still trying to learn how to control my Aura."

End of Class...

"Why did Mercury forfeit the match? Did he chicken out after a few seconds of fighting Pyrrha?" Leland questioned in disbelief as Team GRVL walked out of Miss Goodwitch's combat class. Greg, much to his embarrassment, was still glowing white, causing people to stare at the young Marine and whisper. Most of the gossip was about how he had unlocked his Aura as well as his other incidents involving it. However no one made fun of it or anything though he did receive some jokes about being the glowing idol or being Beacon's Walking Lighthouse. The later comment ended with a glare from the Marine and reminder of what happened to Mercury Black the other day.

"Maybe he didn't want to hurt himself after being nearly castrated by me yesterday. Either that or his cojones are still hurting." Greg replied, his girlfriend clinging to his arm in order to him from possible doing something that could worse the situation. Of course, its not Greg's fault that he doesn't know how to control his own Aura.

"Hola, amigos!" Miguel walks up to the others after coming from Miss Peach's class. Greg's twin brother was outfitted in a Beacon Academy uniform but kept his black duster on over it for style. Miguel looked at his brother for a moment and noticed the glowing outline around his person. Miguel paused for a moment before a snicker escaped from his mouth. "Wow, Greg. I always knew you were a shining example at Beacon, but I didn't literally."

"Yeah, yeah. Laugh it, Miguel. Anyway, a little kitty and her lover came by earlier and told me that you were dueling Aunt Claudia up on the roof of the warehouse where the White Fang was meeting at. Care to explain what was going on, brother?" Greg raised an eyebrow at Miguel, who suddenly stopped and scratched the back of his head sheepishly.

"Lets just say that Aunt Claudia is like the abusive, cruel aunt that you wished you never had. I'll explain more later. Right now, I believe its time to discuss about the dance eh?" Miguel quickly changed the subject to something that everyone is excited about.

"Well, Randi and I are going together as friends. I figure it would the best since we've know each other for a long time. That and the fact she will kill me for taking someone else as a date instead of here." Leland mumbled this last sentence to the others when Randi wasn't looking. Fortunately she didn't notice so he was in the clear.

"Velvet and I are going as a couple. Its the best since we both love each other." Greg replied, causing him and Velvet to blush. This caused the glowing to get slightly brighter since emotions can sometimes affect one's Aura. Greg notices this again and sighs. "However I first need to learn how to control the glowing though. Last thing I need is to called the human lantern."

"Hey, human lantern!" Greg twitched his eye and turned around. It was none other than Raiden standing behind him. "Good, got your attention." He walked towards Greg and sighed. "Hey, you got a moment or two to talk?" He asked.

"Look if its about the comment you made earlier, Velvet and I forgive you. You had no idea that it would hurt her so I'm not angry with you. However you still deserved the punch though." Greg replied, the glowing finally dissipating for now. Greg looks around for any sign of it but it simply stopped. The Marine shrugs before turning back to Raiden. "Also I would be careful around me if I were you. I still don't have control over my Aura so I wouldn't even as much give you a high five or a pat on the back for now."

Raiden chuckled as he went up to Greg. "You're always surprising us here and there, Leatherneck." He lightly punched Greg on the chest with a grin. "But seriously, I wish you two good times ahead. You deserve it man."

"Anyway, I'm going to go to Miss Goodwitch and ask if she could help me with Aura Training. Catch you guys later." Greg dismissed himself from the group, turning around to go see the Combat Teacher. Velvet and Randi looked at each for a moment before exclaiming out loud.

"GIRL'S SHOPPING TRIP!" The two females ran back towards their dorm to change clothing, leaving Leland and Miguel alone with Raiden.

"Well I need to go finish up some work with Mr. Hinders' Explosives Class. Later." "And I need to look up some things at the library. See you then." Leland and Miguel quickly departed as well, leaving poor Raiden alone by himself

"Well, what am I supposed to be doing now?" He wondered out loud.

He then felt arms wrapping around his torso. Raiden looked behind him to see Yang nuzzling her head into his back. "I think I know what I want to do." She lifted her head up with a sly smirk on her face and winked. This made blood rush into Raiden's face. "Let's go..." She purred into his ear.

Yang let go and grabbed an arm of his and pulled him along. "Yaaaang! I don't think this is a good idEEEAA!" Raiden yelped when he felt like his arm was gonna fall off.

With Rick and Derrick...

Rick was bored as he laid down in the grass with the sun shining on his face. He couldn't believe his own girlfriend didn't want to go to the dance with him. He still had Raiden to battle against but he wanted to dance with Blake. Raising his hand to his face, he let a small flame come to life and played around with it. "Hey, weren't you told not to play with fire?" Derrick joked.

Rick shot a look back at him. "Hey, I'm not the guy who doesn't have the guts to ask Weiss and a guy who plays with rocks," Rick retorted along with a Korean curse. At that point, Logan Somers walked up to the Ghosts with a smirk on his face.

"Derrick, I'm shocked by your lack of action. I thought you would have made a move on Weiss by now. Seems like this could turn from a White Ghost into an Arctic Sea Ship with Neptune around." Logan joked, leaning against the tree. The former Delta Force Operator wore khaki slacks, black shoes, white short sleeve button up and a red tie.

The shotgunner glared at Logan. "Hey, shut it. I'm just trying to find a right opportunity to ask her out."

"Believe me, man. I've seen her looking at you. I bet she's too shy to confront you," Rick pointed out.

"See, even Rick has more guts than you," Logan comment before dodging a rock Derrick threw at him.

"Now, now, Derrick. You know better than to throw stuff at a teacher especially if they can easily change your grades in a certain class that involves firearms." Logan reprimanded Derrick, who suddenly put down the rock he was going to hurl at Logan with a sheepish grin on his face. Since Logan was an official teacher at Beacon, everyone's weapon grades depend on their accuracy which is under the watchful eye of Firearms and Range Instructor Somers. In other words, screw up big time around Logan, your grade suffers for it. The only exception to this rule was Jaune, who doesn't use firearms, only a shield and sword. Even then, Logan has him use a bolt action rifle he created here at Beacon.

Clenching his hand, Derrick let the rock he dropped levitate in front of his face. "Yeah... But I'm a shotgunner, so I'm only close up."

"That reminds me. That means I need to have you run an obstacle course under record time with only twenty shells and against thirty combat drones," Logan brought up.

Meanwhile…

Alex was in a different dorm loading sniper rounds into a magazine. "Stupid brother... Stupid Hispanic... Fucking Federation..." He muttered with each round being loaded in.

"Alex, you must calm yourself down if you are to succeed this Saturday at the dance," a familiar voice told him. Alex turned around to see Cinder standing at the doorway. "I need a calm mind when I sneak into the CCT Tower."

Alex loaded in another round in and inserted the magazine into his rifle. "Wouldn't you like to know? I'll be alright."

Cinder walked over and stood beside the fallen Ghost. "You're tense."

"Ah that? That's nothing. I've had worse," Alex replied. He took out a rag and began polishing the barrel of his sniper.

"It's about your brother isn't it?" Cinder remarked.

"Tsk, since when did you become my mom? I'm fine... Just... Fine," Alex replied as he sighed heavily. He has been receiving negative comments about him lately regarding about his racist attitude and snarky comments. And it's now coming all back to him.

Alex sighed as he let go of his rifle and leaned back on the wall. "Fuck, I can't do anything right now. My brother wants me to fucking calm down and I can't focus right now. He won't shut up about me needing to chill!"

Later…

Alex came in with Emerald with a pamphlet in hand. "Got another one," Alex said.

Cinder was on one of the beds sewing a black dress with care. "Oh, whom I presume?"

"Pyrrha Nikos," Emerald stated.

Cinder smiled slightly at that. "Ah, the invincible girl."

Mercury rolled his eyes at that. "She's smart, but I wouldn't say invincible."

"Do tell," Cinder asked still seeing her dress.

"Her semblance is Polarity. But you'd never know just by watching," Emerald threw out.

"After she made contact with my boots, she was able to move them around however she wanted. But she only made slight adjustments," Mercury added.

"I always noticed that whenever I shoot rounds into her, they all just go into her shield," Alex mentioned.

"Just enough to make it look like she's untouchable. She doesn't broadcast her power, so it puts her opponent at a disadvantage," Emerald finalized.

Cinder had a thoughtful look on her face as she thought. "Hmm... People assume that she's fated for victory, when she's really taking fate into her own hands. Interesting. Add her to the list."

Emerald took out her Scroll and dragged a picture of Pyrrha onto the screen. "You should be able to take her no problem," Mercury boasted proudly.

Cinder chuckled lightly at him. "It's not about overpowering an enemy. It's about taking away what power they have. And we will, in time."

Mercury sighed in frustration and laid down on the ground. "Ugh, I hate waiting."

"Patience is a virtue. Even though it can be a pain in the ass," Alex mumbled.

"Don't worry, we have a fun weekend ahead of us," Cinder mentioned.

"Whatever." Alex mumbles before opening a can of soda and started to drink from it. Emerald pulled a photo from one of the stolen files and placed down on the floor.

"Might as well add Mercury's newest pain in the ass to the list also. Greg Pineda was glowing white with a crazy amount of Aura today in Miss Goodwitch's Combat Class. I also heard that he unlocked it this morning and that he never even knew he had it in him." The news about Greg made Alex spit his drink out in shock and onto Mercury, much to the gray haired boy's dismay.

"Wait, wait, wait, what? You mean Mudface is a guy with Aura now?!" Alex complained. Now his rival was not just a Hispanic, now he was an Aura powered Hispanic. He groaned and placed his soda down. "Damn, he's gonna be a bigger pain in the ass now."

"More like a wildcard if you ask me." Mercury commented which made Cinder raise an eyebrow.

"Really now, Mercury. Why do you say that?"

"Simple. He can't control his Aura properly yet. It mainly reacts randomly with emotions, feelings and sometimes even at unexpected times. However it does make me question his strength now. I heard a team mention how Raiden came through their wall from Team GRVL's dorm and was embedded into it for a while." Mercury explained, causing everyone to lean back in surprise.

"Yeah, I just ran into my bitch ass brother. He seemed a bit too ragged from the blow Greg gave him," Alex commented with a snarl.

"So we need to be careful around him now. He's a random one," Emerald brought up. A newly released Aura can be very dangerous, especially if it's reborn in a very experienced fighter.

In Miss Goodwitch's Combat Class...

"Okay, Mr. Pineda. Since this is your first time with Aura, we might as well start off with channeling your Aura with your weapon." Miss Goodwitch instructed, causing Greg to be slightly confused. Miss Goodwitch spots the confusion across Greg's face and sighs quietly.

"Your weapon acts like a conduit for your Aura, allowing you to control it when using a combat weapon."

"Alright. Here goes nothing." Greg pulled out his M4A1 Custom and started up his Aura. His entire body emitted a white glow while his weapon began to pulse. Then suddenly out of the blue...

BOOM! "OW! MY WEAPON!" Greg exclaimed out of shock when his weapon exploded apart in his hands. Fortunately it didn't cause him any serious pain, just only left him with a mangled weapon and his person covered in soot. Miss Goodwitch was surprised by this and wrote down some notes about the events that occurred. "Well, Mr. Pineda. At least we know that you needed a new weapon anyway."

"So what do I do now, Miss Goodwitch? My weapon obviously can't handle the amount of Aura that I have so I'm not so sure if I can use my Aura while using any firearms." Greg inquires after brushing the soot off of himself. The Marine started to worry about what could he do if he couldn't use any rifles anymore. However Miss Goodwitch was not one to worry about things.

"Mr. Pineda, I am sure we can find some way to solve the problem. In the meantime, just simply mediate in order to get some control over your Aura. It will help stop the flaring up of Aura in the future. You're dismissed for now." Miss Goodwitch waved Greg off, the Marine walking out shaking his head at the mangled mess of his former weapon.

Elsewhere...

Derrick snapped his head up when heard a small explosion ring out through the hallways. This caused him to become open when a flame flicked passed his face. He quickly countered against Rick's attack by bringing up his shotgun and started shooting at him. "No fair!" Derrick shouted.

"Advantage man!" Rick shouted back as he created a wall of flames in front of him, melting the bullets as they went through the fire.

Smoke was rising from Rick's fist with a grin on his face. "Well, I want to take you down fast."

Derrick shook his head before slamming his fist on the ground letting a piece of the floor break off from the ground blocking a flame strike from the Korean. "Trying to heat things up? Here's a return call," he stated before punching the tile towards Rick.

Rick jumps out of the way just as Greg walks in through the door behind him. The tile strikes Greg in the face, sending him onto the ground on his back. Rick and Derrick freeze in horror at the deed they involuntarily committed. Suddenly Greg gets back up but is surrounded by a feeling of danger that causes the two Ghosts to quiver in fear. "Rick... Derrick...What did I say about fighting in heavily populated areas..."

"Please, Greg. We didn't mean to hit you." "Please don't kill before the dance. I'm too good looking to die without asking Weiss out to the dance." The two Ghosts begged while Greg cracked his fists. This caused the two Ghosts to scream in horror and hug each other as Greg cornered them.

Few moments later...

"That's more like it. I hoped you learned your lesson, guys." Greg walked away waving at the two Ghost who were deeply embedded into the wall but still alive and breathing.

"Well it wasn't as horrifying as I was expecting..." Rick sweatdropped, stuck deep in the wall to be able to break free without a tow winch.

"Be careful of what you say, man..." Derrick replied, helplessly embedded into the wall as well.

Taking in a big breath, Rick let out a scream. "HEELLLP!" He screamed with a breath of fire firing out of his mouth. The Korean sighed when he couldn't even move his wrists. "How dad did he imbed us in?"

"Too far in... Too far in..." Derrick replied.

"Well, there's one thing... He hasn't gone that far into Velvet yet," Rick said, muttering the last part in Korean.

"DO YOU WANT TO LIVE TO SEE BLAKE AGAIN, RICK!? Greg hollered out loud for the other side of the area, glaring daggers at the Korean Ghost.

"Gah! Please don't kill me! I never said anything about you and Velvet!" The Korean quickly changed his tune, satisfying the young Marine as he walked off back to the dorms.

"How're gonna get out then?" The two shared together.

Meanwhile...

Raiden couldn't believe it. He was underneath the covers of Yang's bed with said girl beside him. They currently had a lot of making out and some... Certain things... Currently, the blond was snuggling up into him arms wrapped around one of his arms. "I... I can't believe that just happened..." He managed to get out.

Suddenly there was knocking at the door and a voice shouted from outside the dorm. "Velvet expecting a litter of kids eh? Sounds like you guys were the ones acting like bunnies in heat instead. Hope you used protection, Raiden. Anyway, I came by to tell you that Derrick and Rick are stuck in a wall and need some help. Anyway, I'm going to take a nap for now since I have my clothes ready for the dance tonight. Try not to make too much noise alright. I could hear you from down the hall with my Aura acting up again." Greg shouted from outside, his face red from hearing the couple getting it on. Something that he wished his eyes weren't the best right now so he could have been spared from hearing the sounds of Raiden and Yang making out. With that thought, he ran off to take a cold shower to clear his mind out.

Yang's eyes flared red at the act Greg did to them. "He heard us..." She muttered.

Raiden pulled her back before she could do anything. "Yang, can it. He's just playing with us."

Yang rolled her eyes. She grabbed his face and smirked at him. "One things for sure." She went to his ear and whispered, "I'm ready for another round."

'Oh shit.'

In Team GRVL's shower room...

"God I hate having Aura. Why does it have to make my hearing so beyond human capabilities right now of all times?" Greg moaned while in the shower. The walls between their neighbors' dorm and Team GRVL's had been repaired while the teams were in class earlier. However the amount of walls didn't prevent Greg from hearing some of the naughty things coming. Mainly from Team RWBY's room. Suddenly the neighbors next door banged on the shower wall which was on the other side of the wall.

"Will you shut up? I'm trying to shower over here!" A voice complained from behind the wall, obviously not pleased with the noise from Team GRVL's room.

"Sorry, man..."

Back with Yang and Raiden…

"Y-Yang... I think w-we should stop..." Raiden moaned as Yang was sucking at his neck.

Before anything could happen, that's when Ruby came in. "Yang! I'm ba-" She dropped her books and Crescent Rose on the ground when she saw her sister on top of the Ghost Leader. She quickly covered we eyes screaming in fear. "Oh Dust! Why in here?!"

"Hey, what's going on over he- Oh sweet Monty Oum! Do you really have to leave the door open!?" Leland exclaimed after walking up to the open dorm. He instantly covered his eyes and walked out of the room towards his own dorm. This caused the couple in bed to blush while Ruby was quivering in fear.

"I told you," Raiden whispered to his bustful girlfriend.

"Hey, not my fault I wanted some fun," Yang shot back.

"Y-Yang? C-Can I go? I don't want to be here if you two are still... Doing that," Ruby whimpered.

Meanwhile, Leland entered his own team's dorm and simply fell face down onto his bed with a groan. He really regretted entering Team RWBY's room and felt sorry for the event Ruby had to witness. Personally she was too young to have been exposed to Yang's erotic behavior. Just then, Greg exited the bathroom only in his boxers and crawled into his bed under the sheets. It didn't take long for the pyromaniac to realize what had happened.

"You walked into their dorm didn't you?"

"No...I heard it when I first walked onto this floor. Having your hearing enhanced by your recently unlocked Aura is not the best thing to go through right now." Greg moaned, pulling a pillow over his head. "I'm taking a nap until I have to shower again and get ready for the dance."

"You know what that sounds like a great idea." Leland replied, placing his glasses on the nightstand next to him before falling asleep. Soon both were out asleep and Leland immediately started to dream while talking in his sleep.

"...Fire in the hole...Take that, Valkyrie..." Leland mumbled in his sleep, winning a dream fight against a dream version of Nora. He smiled greatly indicating who won ths fantasy fight. Meanwhile Greg was dead asleep with no dreams inside his head. Instead he was mediating in his sleep which caused his body to start glowing again. This time it was a more controlled glow since he was in peace right now.

Much... Much later...

Raiden closed the door of his dorm and sighed. He placed his hand on his neck and groaned when he felt the hickey marks on his neck. "Damn, she sucks hard."

"You okay?" Derrick asked. Him and Rick finally got help from a ton of students to pull them out of the wall.

"Eh... Yeah... Yang..."

Rick snapped his arm up and shook it. "Don't say anything else."

Rick snapped his eyes open as he was meditating himself. He was seated in a cross legged position on the floor near his spot. A couple small banners were hung on the walls in Korean writing done by himself in excellent calligraphy. He felt a small, peaceful source emitting from somewhere. A small smile grew on his face when he sensed who it was despite being punched into a wall earlier. "Find peace, Greg... Find peace," he mumbled softly in Korean.

"So, how did it feel like?" Derrick asked his leader.

The Ghost Leader immediately spun around and stopped him right there. "No... I... I guess... I felt adrenaline... And ecstasy... But no... I... I gotta get my mind into other things now." Personally, Raiden was sort of scarred by Yang. He never thought that this would've happen already. Good enough, Yang did have protection.

Later...

"Hey, guys! We're back!" Randi exclaimed, her and Velvet entering the dorm room. Greg just remained silent despite the fact he was still glowing while asleep. Leland groaned and rolled out of bed to greet the two.

"Oh hey, Randi, Velvet. You're lucky that you weren't here earlier." Randi and Velvet raised an eyebrow at the pyromaniac in confusion before turning back to Batista. "Why do you say that?"

"Well lets just say the relationship between Raiden and Yang was getting on alright. The door was open and I got a full view of something I didn't need to see. Also poor Ruby walked into it unprepared. I think she's traumatized now." Leland replied, causing the two girls to blush at the implications that Leland was making.

"Anyway, we recently saw Jaune try to serenade Weiss using a guitar. Didn't work out for him though." Randi continue causing Leland to look up at them again.

"Sooner or later, Jaune will realize that Weiss is interested in Neptune and not him. Maybe then he will go to the dance with Pyrrha instead." Leland explained, the glowing around Greg's form stopped. The Marine yawned and sat up in his bed, still sluggish from his nap.

"Oh hey, Randi, Velvet." Greg started off tiredly as he got up out of bed and walked across the room. It was then he fully waked up and realized the current predicament was. "OH SHOOT! SORRY, GUYS!" Greg ran from the dorm and into the Team's restroom, blushing madly since he had been only in his boxers.

A few seconds earlier...

Derrick snapped up from his bed after the Pyromaniac mentioned Weiss and Neptune. "She's... She's mine..." He mumbled in his sleep before laying back down.

Rick was still meditating when he sensed something... Out of balance. Yes, his father was Buddhist. So he was taught at a young age to be able to calm his mind and empty it of all thought. But the con of it at times is that Rick always senses something horrible. He let out a loud gasp when he snapped his eyes open. "This isn't good..."

Rick started panting as he was feeling a pain in his chest. His breathing became ragged and he fell forward. He thrusted his right arm out to catch himself. "No... No, no, no... NOOOO!" He shouted in pain before collapsing on the floor face first.

Raiden woke up to the Korean's shouting. "Rick. What's goin on?" He widened his eyes when he saw his friend on the ground. "Shit!"

Raiden sprang out of his bed and ran over to Rick. This sometimes happened back in Santa Monica when Rick would have terror shocks out of nowhere. They went past it, but this case seems the worst. "Shit, why aren't you breathing?" Raiden cursed. Hefting Rick into his arms, the Ghost Leader looked at Derrick and shouted at the top of his lungs. "HAVEN! GET THE FUCK UP NOW! WE NEED TO GET TO THE INFIRMARY!"

Team GRVL's Dorm…

"What was that?" Leland asked when the team heard a shout from down the hall. It sounded like Rick but they weren't too sure about it. However Greg answered their thoughts from the bathroom.

"That's Rick! I can recognize that voice and shouting anywhere!" Velvet and Randi wondered how Greg could hear through the walls since he was only human. The two turned to Leland who simply sighed.

"His Aura acted up again, giving him inhuman hearing. He actually heard Raiden and Yang making out from down the hall because of it. Not the best thing to hear after a day of classes."

More shouting erupted from down the hall, causing Team GRVL to feel concerned.

"Should we go see what is going on in RADR's dorm?" Velvet asked as the three peeked their heads out of the dorm. Team's RWBY and JNPR did the same as Derrick an Raiden rushed out of their dorm, carrying an unresponsive Rick.

With Team RADR…

Raiden and Derrick were running down the hallways with Rick limp as rubber. "What happened?" Derrick asked his leader.

"Best bet is terror shock. But this is the worst one yet!" Raiden shouted back.

Meanwhile, Rick was whimpering in Korean. "Blake..."

Team GRVL..

"What do you think will happen to Rick now?" Randi asked as the trio disappeared out of view. A voice came up from behind and surprised them.

"He'll live, but he will be shaken for a while though. He suffers terror shocks a few times but always pulls through." Greg explained, wearing nothing but a towel around his waist. Velvet stared at his sculpted abs before blood came gushing from her nose as she fainted from the sight of Greg shirtless. "So...handsome..."

"Velvet! Oh my God, you're bleeding!" Greg shouted in shock, failing to realize what had happened.

"I'm fine, Greg. Just please put some clothes on." Velvet replied, causing the Marine to look down at himself. "NOT AGAIN!" Greg quickly grabbed some clothes from his dresser before running back into the bathroom again. As soon as the door locked, Velvet sat up weakly with blood trickling out of her nose and drool on the side of her mouth. "So good looking..."

"Velvet, you're drooling..." Randi points out causing the Rabbit Faunus to blush. Not the best thing since more blood started to gush out of her nose. Leland couldn't help but laugh at this, flinching when Randi shot a glare at him.

"I'm sorry! I can't help it all right! It was just too hysterical!" Batista shouted in between laughs while Randi had Velvet hold a tissue to her nose. "Oh this is just as funny as the time I slipped laxatives into Professor Oobleck's coffee and Derrick's soda!"

"Wait so that's why we didn't have history class on Thursday last week?" Greg asked, walking out of the bathroom fully clothed. The pyromaniac grinned mischievously to his team leader, confirming the truth. "Well that explains why Derrick had to sit on the toilet most of the day as well."

Infirmary...

Rick was laid down in a bed with his two teammates standing by his bedside. He was barely breathing and his heart has almost gone into stasis. His skin looked a bit pale as if he hasn't seen any sunlight for awhile.

"He has to pull through. He always does," Derrick muttered. Even now, he was doubting that the Korean will come up from his shock.

"He will. I know so."

That's when Blake ran into the room. Despite her sleep deprived state, she threw everything down when she received news about Rick.

The Cat Faunus quickly went over to the bed and looked at the unconscious Ghost on the bed. "What happened?"

"Terror shock. It happens time to time. But this is the worst one yet," Raiden replied.

Blake reached a hand out and gently caressed her boyfriend's forehead. She was worried. She didn't think that he would have shocks like this.

"How often does he have these terror shocks?" Blake asked them.

Derrick sighed at her as he leaned on the wall. "One too many for us to count."

Raiden nodded with a sad sigh. "He's been having these since his mother died in front of him. They were small so we could control it. But now... We don't know if he's going to be fine. I want to to be fine, but all we can do is wait."

Many moments passed on by in the infirmary with the two Ghosts and Blake standing by Rick's bedside.

What soon surprised them was when he shot up and started screaming and shouting in Korean. "Leave me alone! Get away!" He shouted repeatedly in Korean.

Raiden quickly recoiled back and grabbed Rick's flailing hands. "Peace! It's okay! It's okay! You're safe!" He retorted back to him in the same language.

Rick was still panicking screaming. He ended up punching Raiden in the face. The Ghost Leader fell on his back and was holding his nose in pain. Derrick tried to hold the panicking Ghost down but was kicked away. Blake then tried her best calm him down but was kicked away into a wall. When she regained focus, she saw him snarling at we with his hand raised with flames coming out of it. His other hand was squeezing at her throat. "Damn bastards," he growled.

"Rick, please, don't. It's me. It's Blake," She gasped out as she held his arm.

Blake slowly placed a hand on his cheek softly stroking it. Tears were coming out of her eyes but she managed to crack a small genuine smile at him. "It's okay, I'm here," she whispered to him.

She soon felt the grip on her neck soften up. The flame in his eyes died down along with the flame in his hand. Tears welled up in his eyes. He let go off her and she fell on the ground coughing. Rick looked at his hands and clenched them. "B-Blake?"

Rick fell down to his knees and began crying softly. "Blake... I'm so sorry..."

Blake got up and just looked at him. A smile came to her face and she caressed his cheek. "Rick... It's okay... It's okay..." She gently pulled him in and kissed him softly to calm him down.

Rick just pulled her in and hugged her tightly. His tears staining against her cheeks but she didn't mind.

Team GRVL…

"Well in an hour or two, the dance should begin. I think its time to get cleaned up and dressed for this party." Greg announced, causing everyone to go get ready for the big event.

"So, Greg. What exactly is that uniform? I know its obviously a military uniform but what exactly is it?" Leland inquired, curious about the blue uniform laid out across the Marine's bed. Greg looked at Batista before turning back to his uniform.

"These are my Marine issued Dress Blues. I had these with me where ever I go for good luck. Besides it will impress some people who I know would want to be impressed. Especially if its a certain someone that I'm having a relationship with." Greg hinted, earning a grin and two thumbs up from Leland.

Much later...

Rick was looking himself in the mirror fixing his hair. "Huh, looks good."

"Yeah, save it for later," Raiden mentioned to him. He was tightening his tie up and nudged the Korean. To Rick's surprise, Blake agreed that she'll go to the dance with him.

"Where's Derrick, man?" Rick asked.

Raiden turned to face him and grinned. "Oh, Big Brother? Oh, he's gonna try wooing Weiss out to the dance."

"Doing something crazy?"

"Nope. Just himself."

"Himself?"

"Yep."

The two were quiet before bursting out in laughter.

Earlier...

Derrick was walking down the stone trail looking for Weiss. He has been thinking what to say to her. While it may seem easy, it's pretty hard to do so. While thinking, he heard voices. He instantly glued himself to the wall and snuck to the corner. He looked out to see Neptune and Weiss. No, correction, Weiss going up to Neptune. Seeing that he was just too late already, the shotgunner let out a small defeated sigh and walked away. But he never thought what would happen soon would actually happen.

"Should have taken action earlier, Derrick." Logan mumbled after watching the scene down below from his window. He took a sip from his glass of whiskey before closing the window blinds.

Team GRVL…

"Yep. I will admit it. You look like a boss, man." Leland replied when Greg finally had his uniform on. The white barracks cap rested on his head instead of his hands and looked professional and not as awkward as this sentence. Velvet walked in wearing a brown sleeveless dress with Randi behind her, wearing the a black skirt with a red colored blouse. Leland wore the academy uniform with the bow tie in place of the regular tie.

"Wow. Vel, you look marvelous tonight. Is it the ears or the sparkling, chocolate brown eyes that make you so beautiful this evening?" Greg complimented his date, earning a blush across her face and a smile.

"You look sharp yourself, Leatherneck. Who know that you would look so handsome in a formal uniform." Velvet replied, earning a kiss on the lips from her lover. The two locked lips for a while until Leland cleared his throat.

"Now if you two are done tongue-touching each other then we should be going to the ballroom now." Leland commented, causing the two to blush furiously.

"Alright. Alright. We're going, guys." Greg answered, everyone turning and walking out of the dorm, locking the door behind them.

Ballroom...

Everything was lively and up going. Students from the various schools across Remnant socializing or dancing, they were having some fun.

Raiden was currently laughing along with Yang when they saw Rick and Blake dancing together on the dance floor. In a long time, the two saw the Cat Faunus smile and laugh as they danced around. "I never thought a terror shock would've done the trick," Raiden muttered.

Yang rolled her eyes as she wrapped an arm around his shoulders. "Ah, leave him alone. He's enjoying the dance anyway."

Raiden looked around and smiled. Everyone in their little group was having their own fun.

The Ghost Leader was dressed in a dark grey sweater, dulled black pants, grey shoes and a light grey sweater vest.

Raiden then saw Derrick sitting all by himself at the far end of the room. Seeing this, he sighed. "You should've done it earlier man."

He got up and walked towards him to talk. But instead, he ended up bumping into te Korean. "Hey, you wanna start something?"

"Rick, no, wait-"

The Korean let go of Blake and looked at Yang. "Get the beat on!"

"Rick, not now, I was going to-" Raiden began, speaking in Korean.

"That you're what? To scared? I thought nothing scared you? Bring it!" Rick retorted.

"Derrick... He's not looking so hot. I need to talk to him."

"Oh... Heh, my bad... You think it's about Weiss?"

"Yeah."

"So, Ozpin. Care to explain to me about the student in the dark blue uniform with a white hat on his head?" General Ironwood questioned when he saw Greg and Velvet dancing in the center of the stage. He was the only one who stood out from the rest of the students which made Ironwood suspect that he was one of the Ghosts Ozpin taught at the academy. Ozpin looked up from his drink and had a small smirk across his face when he witnessed the dancing going on.

"That's Greg Pineda, leader of Team GRVL and a Lance Corporal of the United States Marine Corps. He was one of the Ghosts, but he recently quit the group due to having constant nightmares about his war experiences. I have to say though, Richardson knows how to make them find peace very fast." Ironwood raised an eyebrow at this statement and cross his arms casually.

"Really now? Well then, I guess he does has the right to make his own choices."

"Ow! Ow! Ow! That was- Ow!" Leland complained when Randi pulled him away from the group of girls he was talking to by the ear. The gunslinger dragged Leland to the middle of the dance floor and let go.

"You are going to stay and dance with me. Remember the promise, Batista." Randi reminded the pyromaniac as the two started to slow dance with everyone else.

"Do you think that Operation Pitbull will be successful? I mean how will everyone react when we start blast it at the end?" Leland whispered into Randi's ear as he danced in step with her.

"If Greg is confident about it, then it will work." Randi replied, enjoying every moment with Leland.

"Seriously though. If we manage to pull off Operation Pitbull, we'll be known as the team with the biggest balls around here. No offense, Randi." Leland commented just as Greg and Velvet walk into the crowd of dancers. They too start dancing as a couple and enjoy every single second of it. Greg and Velvet soon became the center of attention for various amount of reasons. The first was that Greg's Aura was acting up, causing him to glow a little. The second was how well the two danced together. The final reason was that everyone clear the dance area for them since they were the best dancing couple that everyone had witnessed at the academy.

"So, Greg. I have a question. Where did you learn to dance like this?" Velvet asked, resting her head against Greg's chest as they danced together.

"Well, my mother taught me at when I was five before ODIN destroyed San Antonio. You see, in her home village, it was custom for everyone to know how to dance. That and it would help me with dating girls." Greg explained, slightly blushing which caused his Aura to glow again this time turning a slight littlish red color. No, not pink like some Aura of a certain handyman from a different RWBY fan fiction story. Just a small red. "Anyway, Velvet. So where did you learn to dance?"

"Same as you. My mother taught me it since my father taught my brother how to do, and I quote, 'manly things' that a young lady like me should never do. Of course, my father tends to be overprotective of me." Velvet remarks, sweatdropping at the memory of her father chasing her first male friend out of the house with a empty shotgun. It was only after her mother made him sleep on the couch for a month downstairs when he apologized to the terrified boy and allowed him back in.

Derrick meanwhile was sitting far across the room. "I suck at this." He was just stumped that he didn't have the guys to ask Weiss out that quickly.

He lifted his head up and noticed something. He saw Weiss. But she wasn't with anybody. Neptune was there with her. This confused him greatly.

"Did Neptune reject her? That son of a- This could be my chance... I have to try." Summoning the courage, Derrick stood up from his seat and walked towards the heiress, hope rekindling.

Elsewhere...

"Shit...He's making a move for Schnee. All units: You may precede with Operation Arctic Sea Ship." Logan spoke into his radio while viewing the party from the window of one of the buildings.

Back inside the party...

As Derrick began to walk over to Weiss, two students began to approach him without him noticing. However before they can reach him.

"Derrick, we need your help with Operation Pitbull now so come with us please." Randi and Leland pulled the shotgunner away from Schnee, much to Logan's relief. Now Neptune, unknowing about these actions, had just been given more time to woo Weiss into dancing with him. However the boy needed to speak to Jaune first since he had no idea how to dance.

At the entrance to the ballroom, Miguel walked into the room, greeted by Yang immediately at the reception stand.

"Hey, Suave Man. How are we doing tonight?" Yang asked, making a fist bump with the Ex-Los Tejanos gunslinger. The twin brother of Greg wore nice khaki slacks, brown polished cowboy boots, a white button up shirt with a brown cowboy jacket with sleeves, and his hair combed in a neat manner. He still had Quick and Draw in his belt holsters but didn't have them loaded yet. The jacket did a fine job of hiding them from sight pretty well which satisfied him.

"Pretty well, Miss Xia Long. I was wondering if you're sister had a partner to dance with. Normally I would be out trying to contact a couple of friends of mine who want me to replace Claudia as leader of Los Tejanos. However tonight seemed like a nice night to dance with a ton of pretty senoritas like Ruby and maybe yourself if Raiden doesn't mind." Miguel joked about the last part, snickering when Yang actually blushed at this comment. "I'm kidding about the part of dancing with you. You're already in a relationship with someone else and that isn't my style."

Miguel walked over to where Ruby was standing, passing Jaune who went to go see where Pyrrha was walking off to. Miguel smirked at what was going to happen, knowing that Batista was good luck after all when it comes to betting. His friends now owed him 50 Lien for this.

"So, Miss Rose. Did your date decide to be a no-show or what? I mean that would be rude for a guy to just leave a pretty young girl like you all alone at a party." Miguel began, earning a blush from the scythe-sniper-wielding girl.

"Well, I'm not really into dancing that's all." Ruby admitted, causing Miguel to smirk at her.

"Not into dancing? Senorita Rose, I would be honored to teach you how to dance tonight on this very dance floor." Miguel bowed down to her and kissed her hand, causing her to turn the same color as her cloak.

"Wah... I'm not really sure-"

"Come on, Senorita Rose. You must join in. I will refuse to allow your life to be deprived of a chance to dance with another person who has interest in you." Miguel interrupted, gently pulling Ruby along to the dance floor.

Miguel made a motion to the DJs who understood what it meant. The music changed from a slow dance to a celebratory mariachi band that is made for fast pace dancing of fiestas. Miguel began dancing in with Ruby who was blushing the entire time. Hearing this music start off, Greg quickly changed to a fast paced dance with Velvet who laughed in enjoyment. A few other couple dared to try dancing along with it and soon everyone was enjoying it. Yang raised up her scroll and snapped a couple of photos of her sister blushing furiously while Miguel held her in a famous pose with her leaning back. To add some more interest in the scene, Miguel actually held a rose by its stem in his mouth with his teeth.

"This is so going in my blackmail pile of my sister." Yang grinned as she took photos of the two.

Meanwhile...

Alex was listening on his radio listening to the implants he placed in the ballroom awhile ago. He overheard Randi and Leland talking so he turned up the frequency. "Operation Pitbull? What's that supposed to be? Order from the General? I gotta take a closer listen."

However the talk stopped when the dancing began. Sighing, Alex wasn't able to find out much more. Resuming back to his super best above the ballroom, he took a hold of his rifle and aimed it across. He looked at the security detail by the CCT tower. "Not that heavily guarded. But these guys can pack a wallop. Better be careful."

Alex was getting the rest of his rifle ready. He grabbed a magazine of bullets and inserted it in the rifle. He pulled back the bolt and looked through his scope for last minute modifications. In the corner of his eye was a red Dust crystal. He remembered that Dust can be infused into a person, giving them the ability of the crystal they combine themselves with. But he's using this as a last minute powerhouse.

Out of nowhere, Yang was taken by her hands and saw it was Raiden. "I'm not forgetting about my dragon, was I?" He chuckled before they started dancing themselves to the music.

"Soon, Rick and Blake were doing it as well. They were smiling and laughing, enjoying every moment between them as they danced.

Meanwhile, Weiss just sighed as she sat up in her chair. "Why Neptune? Why did you reject me?"

A few moments later Pyrrha came back inside and was just wandering around the area. She had just told Jaune about why she liked him and why she didn't have a date as well. Truthfully she was completely upset tonight because Jaune failed to realize that she had a crush on him. Suddenly laughter erupted from the people behind her, causing her to turn around in time to see Jaune approach her in a white dress.

"Jaune!" She exclaimed in shock and surprise at the sight of the knight in front of her. Then she started to laugh loudly after failing to keep it hidden.

"Well, I did say I would do it if you didn't have a date." Jaune replied, shrugging to Pyrrha. After she regain her composure, she turned back to Jaune.

"You didn't really have to do this."

"Hey. An Arc always keeps his promise. So I realized that I was completely oblivious to your feelings and I apologize for that. Now would you like to join me in this dance?" Jaune asked, holding out his hand. Pyrrha grinned and nodded her head as she accepted Jaune's offer. Soon Team JNPR was dancing together in sync, impressing a lot of people at the dance. Team GRVL noticed this and had their jaws wide open in shock. Greg shook his head and grinned widely.

"On second thought, I no longer have the biggest cojones in the school, not that I even did to start with. That reward goes to Jaune." Greg commented, giving the dancing team a thumbs up in respect and admiration.

"Where did you learn to dance this well, Jaune?" Pyrrha inquired, amazed by his skills.

"Well I lived with seven sisters at home. We would do this all the time." Jaune replied grinning, continuing to dance with his team.

"I think this calls for something else now," Rick said outloud, enough for Raiden to hear.

Raiden turned around to look at Rick who had a grin on his face. "Oh, you want to?"

"Yeah I want to!"

Raiden shook his head with a chuckle. He looked at Yang who had a grin on her face as well. "Go ahead."

Raiden let go of Yang while Rick did the same to Blake. The Korean pointed at the DJ who saw the glint in his eyes. The music soon started to have a good beat to it, yet fast paced. Soon, the two Ghosts were breakdancing against each other to see who was better.

Logan looked through his binoculars and spotted Neptune apologizing to Weiss. The Delta Force Operator pumped a fist in the air in victory at his success and spoke into the radio.

"All units: Operation Arctic Sea Ship has been successful."

Outside...

"That was some excellent dancing there, Senorita Rose. I told you it would be fun to dance with a romantic Tejano who knows what girls like eh?" Miguel joked, making Ruby blush again. She was holding the rose that Miguel gave to her when they were dancing back in the hall, twirling the flower between her fingers. She actually enjoyed dancing with Miguel tonight, mainly because of his fun-loving attitude as well as his teaching of her how to dance while dancing for real. However she wondered if Miguel was actually interested in her.

"Well it was fun really." Ruby replied blushingly, rubbing the back of her head.

On the roof…

"It appears all the dancers have partners."

"Yeah. I can see all the way from up here. I can see my brother being an idiot again," Alex mentioned from his sniper nest.

"How long do I have?" Cinder asked via earbud.

"You should probably be home by midnight, to be safe," Mercury answered.

"I'll keep my eye on the clock."

Alex laid his rifle down and looked through the scope. "I see you. I've scouted the area. Not many guards. The majority are inside the building. I can provide an average sniper support but you should be careful."

"I can take care of myself. Just do what you can," Cinder told him.

Alex nodded as he pulled the mask up his face covering a majority of his face before pulling down a black hood. "Copy that." He kept on looking until he saw one guard come out. "Hole up. Guard in front. He's mine." Placing his index finger on the trigger, he aimed at the head first before aiming at his chest. "Goodnight." He applied more pressure on the trigger and a silent shot went out. The guard looked around for a moment before raising his arms to stretch. Suddenly a shot to the chest downed him unconscious as he fell into some bushes nearby.

"He's down. You're clear," Alex whispered into his earbud.

"Got it." Cinder moved out of the bushes and went towards the entrance of the CCT Tower. "What should I expect inside?"

"Same. Heavily armed, but not so much of them. I'll try to provide covering fire. Give me a moment to switch positions so I can get a better view."

Alex looked through the scope and looked from his position. 'Yeah, this'll do.' He took out the tripod of his rifle and laid back down on his stomach. "I got clear line of sight here. Whenever you're ready, I'll start shooting."

As soon as Cinder went in, Alex started unloading bullet after bullet into guards that tried to get the upper hand against her. The empty shells landing beside him with each shot fired.

Nearby...

Ruby looked around and noticed a figure entering the CCT Tower who looked suspicious. She points this out to Miguel who then spots a second figure moving across the roof of one of the buildings.

"Ruby, you deal with the person who went inside the Tower. I'll deal with the man moving across the rooftops." Miguel ordered quickly, both students bringing out their rocket lockers. Miguel immediately ditched his jacket in favor of his black duster and chest armor while Ruby took out her Crescent Rose. Both sent their rocket lockers back before splitting off into separate directions.

Miguel climbed up the building he last saw the figure on using the drainage pipe. He started to hear empty shell casings hitting the roof above him as he peered over the ledge. A dark figure in black was firing a sniper rifle in the direction of the CCT Tower. It was obvious it was silenced since only an idiot would do that. Miguel clambering over the ledge and silently walked towards the unnoticing sniper until he was ten feet behind him. The Ex-Los Tejanos gunslinger removed Quick and Draw from their holsters and aimed them at the back of the sniper. He then purposely pulled back the hammers of the two .357 Revolvers loudly in order to grab the sniper's attention.

"Senor, senor. Why do you have to ruin such a marvelous night like this by causing trouble?" Miguel asked in a "Don't mess with me" way as the sniper froze, ceasing his fire.

Slowly feeling his pocket for the Dust crystal, he slowly got up and looked at Miguel. He glared at him. "Do you really want to do this?" He threatened as he reached for his M9 Pistol. He removed it from his holster and aimed it at him in a standoff. "Leave now, and I promise I won't give you something to remember. Like me bashing your head out."

"Then lets settle this in a duel, gringo. One person on one side. The other goes across from him. Pistols only. Keep them holstered until I give the word. No cheating." Miguel replied, holstering both of his pistols and walking before he stops at the edge of his roof. He turned around and glared at the masked man. If one should know anything about Miguel Pineda is that he is the next in line to hold the position of El Tejano, the master gunslinger of them all. He has had the reputation of never losing a duel. Not even once. This is due to his speed and accuracy with the .357 Revolver. So if anything, Miguel was ready for anything, even the possibility of cheating from his opponent.

Alex reached into his back pocket and pulled out the crystal and hid it behind his back. "What is this? Some old west, Mexican standoff?. Listen here, amigo, I don't take kindly to you. But you're as stubborn as Mudface." He quickly delivered a shot to Miguel who just dodged it. It gave him time to pull out the crystal and did the unthinkable to himself. He shoved the sharp end of the crystal straight into his stomach.

"What are you thinking, gringo? That stuff is dangerous even if done properly! Are you loco!?" Miguel exclaimed in shock at the move the masked sniper made. The effects on the human body from direct infusion of a Dust crystal can be lethal including death. In fact, the Los Tejanos, before their corruption by Claudia, actually frowned upon the idea of Dust Crystal Infusion on their own people.

Alex let out a loud gasp of pain. He felt the trickle of blood flow through his fingers as he collapsed on his knees. All he felt was pain. Mindless pain. "I... I don't care if I die..." He soon felt a small surge of energy in him. Soon he felt an enormous surge or power within his body. He opened his eyes which were now flashing bright orange. He let go of his stomach which has almost stopped bleeding. "All I care about, is killing you, and that dog you call a brother and a person."

"Then I suppose its too late to talk you out of this one. Its a shame really to see someone waste their lives over discriminating others. Unfortunately I have to do what must be done to a dog in serious pain. I'm going to put you down." Miguel stated, his pistols in his hands instantly and opened fire at the masked sniper. The speed he fired at was at least 12 rounds per one second and another second for reloading. This was the sole reason no one could stop the real El Tejano in any duel.

Alex instinctively brought up his hand and started to block the bullets that were flying for him. A sadistic grin plastered itself to his face. "Aww, thinking bullets will hurt me? You're fucking mistakened!" He formed a ball of compressed fire in his free hand before chucking it at Miguel.

Miguel dodged the fireball and fired back at him, despite the fact he kept blocking them. However he didn't earn the title of El Tejano for being fast and accurate. He aimed at a pipe near the masked sniper's feet and fired. A blast of hot steam blew into the sniper's face, causing the opponent to stumble around blindly.

"Damn it! Damn it!" Alex cursed loudly. He soon took in a deep breath and let out a scream. Everything around him was soon engulfed in flame, not showing mercy, heading straight for Miguel.

Miguel combat-rolled out of the way of the enraged sniper. However he stuck his leg out, tripping up Alex and sending him into a large propane tank on the roof. The sniper groaned but quickly got up and charged at the gunslinger again. However due to the similarity of Alex rage moments with the fights he had with Aunt Claudia, Miguel simply dodged and shot back at the sniper, sometimes going in circles on the rooftop.

"Stay still you little prick!" Alex shouted. He kept on shouting as he punched at Miguel, with flames coming out of his fists with each punch.

"Little prick? I ain't a prick, gringo. I'm a gunslinger." With that, Miguel fired directly into Alex's face. The force of the rounds throws the sniper on his back as Miguel walks towards him, transforming Quick and Draw into its lever action rifle form, Quick Draw. Miguel brings it up to his face, aiming the barrel down at Alex.

"You dare threaten my long lost twin! You threaten the academy of my dreams! You even threatened to me! You will not be walking out of here easily, gringo! The authorities will come and lock you away forever!" Miguel shouted at him, loading a round into the chamber using the lever.

Alex just started laughing like a maniac. "HAHAHAHAHA!" This brought Miguel into a state of confusion. "Listen here, compadre... I ain't going to be locked up anytime soon! I'll find a way to get out, and complete my mission." He then engulfed his body in scorching flames instantly, catching the Gunslinger off guard.

"Why do you want to kill everyone so badly? Did you have issues as a child?" Miguel questioned while dodging every punch the sniper threw at him. He couldn't keep this up forever. In fact, for the first time in a fight did he felt himself tiring out.

The eyes of the sniper glared when he heard that. "Yes! I fucking did! I lost my mother to the Federation! They are monsters! Every single last one of them! I lost all my friends in the ODIN Strike on my country, costing millions of American lives to be lost! It's because of those damn Hispanics that this has happened! And I swore that I'll kill every single last one of them! And that includes you, and Greg!" He took in a deep breath and exhaled out. Flames shot out of his mouth, spewing right for Miguel.

Miguel shielded his face, unable to dodge this one in time. However the flames never reached him causing him to look up. In front of him was Greg, still in his Marine Dress Blue Uniform with the white barracks cap on, holding a saber in one hand and a casted an Aura shield in front of him and Miguel. The thing was that it was completely white as light.

"You know something, Alex. You always were a racist asshole." Greg commented before propelling the Aura shield at Alex, causing him to stumble to the ground. Miguel transformed Quick Draw back into their separate .357 Revolvers before turning to his brother.

"When did you learn how to do that?"

"Just now." Greg replied, looking at his brother. The Marine's eyes were now a bright blue color instead of its former gray blue color. "So want to kick Alex's ass tonight together? You know like brothers that we should have been if we weren't separated."

"Sure thing. Lets do this." Miguel grinned, pulling the hammers back on Quick and Draw as the twin brothers turned to the angry Alex.

Alex got back up and stumbled a bit before standing straight. "So, both dogs decided to be burned together. My pleasure." Flames began to coat both of his arms as it looked like his bright orange eyes now seemed to go aflamed. "So, who's first in being burned to a crisp? Scratch that. I'll make it now!" He reeled his hands back and shot flames out of his hands.

Greg lifted his hand and brought up an Aura shield while Miguel laid down fire on Alex. The sniper was forced to stop since his flames couldn't go through Greg's shield. The moment Alex stopped, Greg dropped his shield and ran at Alex with high speed, a trail of white Aura flowing behind him. When he got close enough, he got into a fencing pose and cried out "EN GUARD". He proceed to swing the saber directly and with quick movements, not allowing Alex a chance to have a break.

"Where the hell did you learn how to use a sword like that?" Miguel shouted over the fighting.

"Velvet and I got bored one day and asked Weiss to teach us how to fence. It seemed fun at the time. In fact she seemed happy to teach us really." Greg replied, not once breaking his concentration of his attacks. At one point, he caught Alex on the right cheek, drawing some blood from it.

Alex stumbled back from the cut. He brought his hand up to his cheek and traced it along. He saw his own blood. This enraged him even more. "You asshole! You're gonna pay for that!" He brought his fist up and then slammed it on the ground. This caused fire to spew up from his fist, spreading around him.

"Does he ever shut up? He's so annoying right now." Miguel commented while Greg charge a light ball in his left hand.

"Unfortunately the only trick Raiden forgot to teach was to shut up." Greg replied, firing multiple light balls at Alex.

Meanwhile...

The other three Ghosts were down in the ballroom mingling until they heard noises coming up from the roof. "Strange."

Raiden looked at Derrick and Rick who then nodded. "Investigating?" Yang asked him.

"Yeah, sorry about cutting it short for you, Yang," Raiden meekly replied to her.

Yang just pecked him on the cheek. "That's fine. Do whatever you Ghosts do best."

Back on the roof…

"WHY WON'T YOU STOP HARASSING MY FAMILY!?" Greg demanded, Alex laying on the ground in pain. The light balls managed to hit him in the stomach, making him lose both his focus and his ground. Greg stood over Alex, now with his M1911 in his right hand while the saber was in his left. The bright glowing light around his body was red, a clear sign of how pissed off he was at Alex. "You insulted me for most of my time in the Ghosts! You've left me to die multiple times during the war! You try to kill days ago! And now, you try to kill my last remaining family members!? I warned you that the next rounds I shoot you with aren't going to rubber or Dust bullets."

Alex starts laughing hysterically as he looks up at Greg. "You think that you're human!? You're even crazier than I am, Mudface! You think of yourself as the good guy!? You're the monsters we've been fighting since ODIN! You deserve to die, you fucking Hispanic! You're the monster here!"

Greg aimed the M1911 pistol at Alex's face, glaring daggers at the crazed Airborne Sniper.

"You're wrong, Alex. From the way, I see it, the real monster is the one I'm aiming a lethal weapon at. You're aren't human anymore. You're no better than the Feds we fought."

The grin on Alex's face was enough to even make veteran Hunters piss themselves. He grabbed Greg's hand and placed the barely of the M1911 between his eyes. "Do it. Rid me from your life."

Just before anything else could happen, the remaining members of RADR came up. They were still dressed in their black tuxedos with Submachine guns in hand.

Raiden stepped forward aiming the gun both at Greg and Alex. "What the fuck is going on here?!" Raiden bellowed at the top of his lungs.

"Solving problems, Raiden." Greg replied, moving his pistol over Alex's right hand and firing. The round he used was an explosive tipped round that was designed to maim, not to kill people. However if a someone was shot at close range...

"AAAHHHHHHH!" Alex screamed in pain as his hand instantly was torn into a mangled mess by the round. Greg showed no look of sympathy for the sniper, simply glaring at him.

"You'll live, Alex. However your hand will never be able to fire a weapon ever again. My father used to tell me something that I thought was unusually cruel. When he would get into a fight with an enemy sniper, he would aim at the hand first to prevent the weapon from being fired. Usually his work on captured enemy snipers was either a mangled right hand or no hand at all. Then I realize why he did that. He was being merciful to them. He wanted them to have a different life so he forced them into it by blowing off their right hands in combat. He could have killed them, but he didn't. So this is your punishment for your actions. You will no longer raise a weapon against someone ever again."

Greg stepped away from the sniper and turned to Raiden. His eyes were filled with a furious rage, causing the three Ghosts to step back in fear.

"Raiden, you choose how to deal with him, but he is a monster after all. If he even tries to pull this shit again, the next round will be between the eyes."

All what Raiden did was drop the gun in his hands and fell on his knees. "Do what you need to do if it comes to this," Raiden replied to Greg. He then looked at the stunned Korean who couldn't say anything. "Rick, knock him out," he muttered in Korean.

"... Yeah..." Rick went over to the screaming psychopath and chopped at his neck. He hit a large vein on the neck knocking out Alex.

"Derrick, patch him up," Raiden said coarsely.

Derrick silently nodded and placed the gun down gently. He grabbed a hold a part of his sleeve and ripped it off. He knelt down and began to bandage Alex's hand.

All the while, Raiden just broke. He became an utter mess. He collapsed on the ground and curled up into a ball. He began to sob loud and hard. He never thought Alex would do such a thing. Of course he has always given his brother a second chance. But now? He was lost. Confused. And scared. "I failed you... I failed you, Mom... I failed you... I failed you..."

Suddenly Raiden felt a hand pat his shoulder as a familiar voice spoke to him.

"Sergeant, you didn't fail at anything. It was Alex who failed at this ordeal." Agent Recon spoke to him, surprising everyone including Greg. The Dog Faunus looked better now and was wearing his trademark AOV black jacket and his AOV ball cap on his head.

"Agent Recon!? When did you get out of the hospital?" Greg asked curiously, not quite sure if his mind was messing with him. Fortunately it wasn't.

"Yesterday. I woke up the day before yesterday and I had to wait twenty four hours just so they would allow me to return to duty. Anyway I have a solution for this serious problem along with the Head Chairman's approval of what I'm about to do." Recon explained, placing a hand on Alex's hand and healing it back to its original with his Aura. Then he held the sides of Alex's head gently as he closed his eyes and whispered a strange chant. Aura followed from Recon into Alex which caused a small glow to emit from Alex for a few minutes. It seemed like an hour to Raiden before the process stopped and Agent Recon got up. "Its done. He will no longer hate Hispanics or Faunus. In fact, he will have no reason to."

"Wait why is that, Recon? What did you do to Alex that would make his prejudices vanish?" Raiden questioned, worrying about his brother. Recon sighed before mumbling something along the lines of knowing this would happen.

"His memories of Hispanics being the main association with the Federation has been erased. Along with the memories of racism, discriminating others, and the reason he hates Greg. So when he wakes up, he will not remember the Pineda Twins really well. Also there will be no chance of regaining any of those memories back at all. They've been destroyed."

"Destroyed? You mean... He'll no longer remember what happened when we were kids until now?" Raiden asked.

Recon nodded at him. "Yes. It was unfortunate that you had to go through that so I'll erase that from his memories. But sadly, since he has infused Dust into himself, he'll be different."

"Different how?"

"His eye colour will most likely stay permanent in the colour they were burning in. And he may have access to fire abilities naturally since the Dust is flowing through his veins now."

"Stupid on his part really." Miguel commented as he began to climb down the roof.

"And where do you think you're going, Miguel?" Raiden questioned, still angry at the Twins. Miguel simply thumbed his hand at the CCT Tower.

"Helping Ruby out and no, you guys can't tag along. Besides she's my date anyway." Miguel answered, disappearing from view. Raiden looked at Greg who shrugged before turning to Recon.

"How could you possibly do that? Semblance of controlling time and history is extremely rare here. In fact, the only way you could do that is if you're one...of...the...Time Controllers." Greg started off before realizing what exactly Agent Recon was.

The three Ghosts were confused. "Time Controllers? Okay, mind if I ask, who are those?"

But before Recon could say anything, a groan was heard from Alex. He opened his eyes and slowly sat up. Sure enough, the Agent was right, his eye colour is different now. From a dark blue to a burning orange. "Ugh... My head... What happened?"

"Oh look at the time. I need to get back to Velvet so later!" Greg quickly announced before zooming off, leaving a trail of White Aura and dust as well as his barrack cap spinning in midair. He quickly zoomed back, plucked the cap out of the air, and zoomed off the building into the ballroom.

Alex blinked a couple of times and looked at himself. "why an I wearing this?"

"Alex!" Raiden shouted before hugging his little brother.

The Airborne Sniper was caught off guard by this. "Raiden? Are you okay?" He asked.

"I'm better than okay... I'm better than okay," Raiden mumbled as he held him closer.

Alex just awkwardly hugged back his brother. "Raiden it's okay. I'm fine. Now can you let go of me!"

Raiden quickly recoiled and looked at his brother. He stared straight into his new orange eyes and sighed. "Your eyes."

"What about them?" Raiden passed him a mirror. Alex grabbed it and angled it at his face. "Why do I have orange eyes?!"

"I forgot to mention he will not remember the events that lead up to this including his falling out of the Ghosts, joining the bad guys, and the infusion of the Dust crystal into his body. And, no, I can't tell you who recruited him. Even I can't tell my boss that because I'm allowed limited actions that won't screw up the timeline or the future big time. So I erased that bit of memory from myself as well." Recon mentioned, before starting to walk off the roof.

Alex then moved his right hand and felt it was... Different. "My right hand feels like it's made of jello."

Raiden sweat dropped from that. "Oh... That... It must've fallen asleep."

"It felt like it was blown off."

"Well it nearly was when that Dust crystal you were holding suddenly went off. I mean that's what caused the accidental infusion. Right, guys?" Rick explained sheepishly causing all the other Ghosts to nod as well.

Alex eyes the nervous Korean for a moment before rolling his eyes. "Whatever. I'm just glad that I ain't dead." He then felt a wet patch on his stomach. He looked down and saw red stuff. Blood. His blood. "Blood... Was I bleeding?"

"That... Uhhh... The explosion of the crystal was near your stomach... That should explain why," Raiden quickly replied.

"Can someone patch me up then? I don't wanna die from blood loss."

Alex soon tried to stand up after being patched up around his stomach. "I'm taking you to the infirmary," Raiden said.

"I don't need any help. In fi-" Alex was cut off when fire began spewing out of his mouth all of a sudden.

Back with Miguel...

"Come on, come on, come on. Hurry up, you stupid elevator." Miguel complained looking at the numbers going upwards. He leaned against the elevator which had two knocked out Vacuo soldiers laying on the floor. Finally the elevator dinged and the doors slide open. Miguel stepped over the unconscious guards and walked into the fight between Ruby and a unknown intruder.

"Looks like the party started without me. Mind if I joined in?" Miguel asked as he slid on his knees, firing Quick and Draw at the unidentified woman. The woman dodged this or block some of the bullets with her blades before charging at the Tejano. The Tejano spinned into the air and fired more rounds at her.

"Miguel! What took you so long?" Ruby asked, swinging her scythe at the intruder. The woman used her blades to block the attack, but then Miguel fired his pistols again. The woman jumped back, blocking the bullets again.

"Well I took care of her accomplice with Greg's help. By the way he found his Semblance which is controlling white light that inside of him as well as the speed you and I have. By the way, Agent Recon is out of the hospital and got rid of Alex's prejudices. Pretty awesome if you ask me." Miguel replied, bringing up his left arm that stopped the intruder's blade from reaching his face. The Tejano had armored forearm plates that protected his arms from being hacked off by bladed weaponry.

With a quick twirl of his arm, Miguel grabs his opponent's left arm and does the same with her right. Being the Lady Killer he was, Miguel began to flirt with her in mid-battle.

"So, senorita. I see you are interested such a charming and handsome devil like myself. Maybe if you stop this fight, I can take you out to dinner." Miguel commented, earning a blush from the intruder along with a kick to the stomach. This sends him flying to the floor just as the elevator opens, revealing General Ironwood. Ruby looks at him, glad to see someone here, only to turn back and find that the intruder was long gone.

Outside the CCT Tower...

Vacuo soldiers were searching the area for the intruder, checking the status of knocked out troops, and seeing what might have been taken from the CCT. So far, nothing has popped up except for two eyewitness testimonies of the intruder. Miguel Pineda and Ruby Rose were sitting silently in the CCT with Ironwood while the computer screen had a black queen on it for no reason.

Rick meanwhile had entered the CCT Tower. "General Ironwood," he greeted along with a sharp salute.

Ironwood looked at the Korean Ghost before saluting slightly at him. "At ease, boy. You're one of the Ghosts, aren't you?" He asked.

"Yes, sir. Indeed I am. Private First Class Rick Grimes Song. I'm here to do some inspection of the software on the CCT Tower," Rick replied crisply at him. He showed Ironwood his left wrist showing a digital device like a watch. "This gave me an alert that there was a breach in the system. I need to check it out."

Back on Earth, Rick was given praise for his hacking skills. He was able to turn a small drone fleet from the Federation against them by changing their algorithm frequency. It saved many lives that day.

"Very well. You may proceed," Ironwood replied.

Rick sighed as he heard the music from the ballroom all the way from his terminal. He was busy decrypting firewalls on the system mainframe. 'This person isn't that bad. The intruder was able to bypass the firewalls easily. It would've taken me a couple minutes to do this. Not like I'm going to steal anything from Beacon. I just need to find the signal. I'll find out who.'

Rick let out a small yawn as he was typing away at the terminal he was at. His head started leaning towards one side as his eyelids started to become heavy. He shook his head and bulged his eyes open as he tried to focus on his task. "This is taking me a little longer than I thought. At this rate, I'm going to fall asleep... I need coffee... need... coffee..." He yawned the last word as his eyes became drowsy looking at his screen.

Back inside the ballroom...

"So what was all that commotion upstairs?" Velvet inquired as soon as Greg returned from the rooftop.

"Oh it was just a couple of third years sparring on the roof. They got bored so they decided to practice over on the roof." Greg replied, walking alongside hand in hand. He noticed Leland by the DJs and looked at his watch. It was about five minutes away from pulling off Operation Pitbull. It looked like the DJ's agreed to go along with this plan.

Meanwhile...

Alex was walking towards the infirmary along with Raiden. The older brother wanted to look after him since he has made a negative name for himself at Beacon before his memories were erased. Derrick stayed back at the ballroom to enjoy himself... also trying another chance with Weiss.

"Rai, my stomach doesn't feel the good," Alex groaned as he held it. He felt a burning sensation inside his stomach and his throat. It scared him greatly when he breathed out fire earlier. He was worried that he'll end up burning the school down by accident if he goes to sleep.

"You're gonna be fine, Alex. Just ignore it for the time being. The doctors at the infirmary will diagnose you for your Dust levels and wellbeing. Just to be safe," Raiden replied.

At the party...

"Its time. Launch Operation Pitbull." Greg ordered Batista on his scroll. The pyromaniac nodded and gave the signal to the DJs, who changed the music track. The abrupt ending to the current song along with the start of the party lights and the new techno music confused the students for a few seconds until they realized what was happening and danced along with it.

(Cue song: Don't Stop The Party by Pitbull featuring TJR)

Greg appeared next to the DJs, now wearing blue jeans, a black collared shirt, and his black ball cap. He hold the microphone to his mouth with Velvet next to him. She wore her casual clothing as well though it was still nice looking.

"You don't them girls loose loose." "TJR" "You don't the world loose loose. You don't get money, move move." "Mr. World Wide." "But I do. I do. You don't them girls loose loose. You don't the world loose loose. You don't get money, move move. But I do. I do. I say y'all having a good time out there." Greg started off with one of the DJs interjecting two times for it, getting the students riled up to party.

"YEAH, YEAH, YEAH! Que pare la fiesta! DON'T STOP THE PARTY! YEAH, YEAH, YEAH! Que no pare la fiesta! DON'T STOP THE PARTY!" The students roared back in excitement at this new song, being a recent favorite that came from the homeworld of the seven Ghosts (Greg doesn't count since he was born in Vytal, Remnant.).

"I'm running through the world like I'm running back. Scarface, world's mine, running back. 30,000 people in here see me. 80,000 in London, Wembley. 90,000 people in Morocco, and I'm just getting warmed up, papo. Catch me with Red One in Stockholm, Beirut, cafe getting my drink on, Voli. Wow all the pretty women here, the hooka. All of them sweet, azucar, azucar! Dale disfruta" Greg sang, going into the dance floor making motions that go with the song quite well. The student body danced while clearing a way for the Force Recon Marine who amazed most of them with his moves and singing.

"They can't, they won't, they never will, stop the party. They can't, they won't, they never will, stop the party." The music suddenly stopped as Greg continued again. "I say y'all have a good time out there."

"YEAH, YEAH, YEAH! Que pare la fiesta! DON'T STOP THE PARTY! YEAH, YEAH, YEAH! Que no pare la fiesta! DON'T STOP THE PARTY!"

"I'm from the city, where they stretch, yeah they slinkies. And now I'm doing shows in Helsinki. I know what ya'll thinking, you're thinking, that you can out think me, But you can't, frankly. I'm out for the benchies, frankies, chinos. Just cause you ain't me, don't hate me. As a matter fact you should thank me. Even if you don't, jo' welcome Yankees. Zig-a zig-a zig-a zig-a-zow. Who got the keys of the world, now, yours truly." Greg continues, clear enjoying this moment. "They can't, they won't, they never will, stop the party. They can't, they won't, they never will, stop the party." Once again the music cuts as Greg cuts to the famous statement. "I see y'all having a good time out there."

"YEAH, YEAH, YEAH! Que pare la fiesta! DON'T STOP THE PARTY! YEAH, YEAH, YEAH! Que no pare la fiesta! DON'T STOP THE PARTY!"

"I'mma give it to ya, ah ah. Now give it to me, ah ah. I'mma give it to ya, ah ah. Now give it to me, ah ah. I'mma give it to ya, ah ah. Now give it to me, ah ah. Get funky, get funky. Now stop!" The music stopped again for Greg to make the statement. "I see y'all having a good time out there."

"YEAH, YEAH, YEAH! Que pare la fiesta! DON'T STOP THE PARTY! YEAH, YEAH, YEAH! Que no pare la fiesta! DON'T STOP THE PARTY! YEAH, YEAH, YEAH! Que pare la fiesta! DON'T STOP THE PARTY! YEAH, YEAH, YEAH! Que no pare la fiesta! DON'T STOP THE PARTY! YEAH, YEAH, YEAH! Que pare la fiesta! DON'T STOP THE PARTY! YEAH, YEAH, YEAH! Que no pare la fiesta! DON'T STOP THE PARTY!" The student body was practically pumped up in excitement as the song ended, cheering for Greg who simply grinned and bowed politely. Truthfully this was the first time he had tried something like that. He did mainly because he wanted to see who would keep their promise. Greg had promised he would pull off Operation Pitbull if either Jaune Arc realized Pyrrha's affection for him or kept his word and wear the dress. He passed in both areas so Greg pulled it off anyway.

"That was amazing, Greg. You pulled it off." Leland complimented, high fiving Greg as Team GRVL walked out of the ball room. They carried punch glasses in hand while waiting for their leader to speak up.

"Operation Pitbull was a success. Good job, everyone." Greg raised his glass into the air, his team mates following his example. "To the years ahead!"

"To the years ahead!" His team cries out as they down their drinks quickly. Unknown to the four team mates, Yang watched the whole thing with a perverted grin on her face. She wanted to help move Velvet and Greg's relationship forward so they would just do the deed and get it over with. So she had spiked Velvet's drink with a Faunus Heat Enhancing pill to make that magic happen. Meanwhile the Rabbit Faunus thought her drink tasted a little funny but brushed it aside as Team GRVL walked back to their dorms, celebrating.

Yang's Scroll rang and she answered it. "Heeellllloooo!" She greeted.

"Yang, how was the party? I heard the music stop from the infirmary," Raiden asked.

"It was great. Greg was awesome, pulling off that move for the music and all."

"I'm glad to hear that. So, I was just wondering- Damn it! Alex! They just want a sample of your blood! Just take the damn needle!"

"Whats going on over there? Why is Alex doing with you anyway? I thought you two had a falling out with each other." Yang asked curiously, accidentally letting Raiden seeing that she was hiding behind a bush.

"We... We made amends, Yang. And what have you been up to?" Raiden asked back before walking towards the bush she was hiding it.

"Whoa, did you make amends with him? I thought nothing would go through that thick skull of his?"

"It... It took sometime, but he just did... Why are you hiding in a bush?"

"What? Well I was um... Well I kinda helped Velvet move along with her relationship with Greg." Yang replied hiding the pill container behind her back while turning to face Raiden. Crossing his arms, the Ghost Leader looked down at his girlfriend. He knew Yang would do some diabolical things. But sometimes, she would go too far in her plans. "Yang, please don't tell me you used those pills? I would very much like to know you didn't."

"Maybe. Maybe not. We'll see in the morning." Yang simply stated before looking lustfully at Raiden. "Now I think we have some unfinished in the bedroom." Yang grabbed Raiden and pulled him away towards Team RWBY's dorm.

The Next Morning...

Greg was in bed sleeping when he felt a weight press down gently on his chest. He groaned a little before feeling a hot breathe breathing on his face. The young Marine woke up groggily and saw that Velvet was sitting on top of him.

"Velvet, what are you doing in my bed?" Greg asked, yawning as he rubbed his eyes. Once he looked back at the Rabbit Faunus, he noticed that she was blushing and panting for some reason.

"Greg, I forgot to tell you that its the Faunus mating season now. And I really want you so badly." Velvet replied, drooling at Greg, whose face turned bright red.

Moments later...

"Get back down here, Greg. I want you so badly." Velvet cried out outside the dorm hall while Greg stood on the rooftop with the roof door barricaded. The Marine was only in his boxers while Velvet wore an extremely showing piece of lingerie. The moment Greg saw that come on, he knew who was responsible for this instantly.

"YANG XIAO LONG! YOU ARE SO DEAD WHEN I GET OFF THIS ROOF!"

"Don't you want to make love with me, Greg?" A heat-stricken Velvet inquired while Greg shook his head in dismay. Suddenly he heard whistles from below and looked to see most of the female population at Beacon, along with some of the visiting students, looking at him and taking photos of him. Greg sighed at this, not really bothered by the being in boxers only ordeal.

Team RWBY's dorm...

Raiden sighed as he was already awake. He was laying down beside Yang as she was snoring softly on his shoulder. He then heard Greg's scream from across and above. Letting out a deeper sigh, he lulled his head to the side to look at his girlfriend. "I told ya," He said before pecking her on the lips.

He then got up from the bed and jumped on down. Quickly grabbing his pants, he put them on and didn't care that he was shirtless and proceeded on out. "I think I should give Greg some help."

Raiden managed to take another rooftop access door and ran up to the roof of the academy. Bursting the door open, he looked around and then saw Greg on the roof blocking the door he came through. "You any help there, lady killer?" Raiden asked as he ran over to him.

"Shut up, Raiden, and get your girlfriend up here now! I'm going to shave her hair off for this!" Greg turned to Raiden's direction shouting, failing to realize that Velvet was using her mage magic to teleport onto the roof. Suddenly she appeared behind the Marine and hoisted him over her shoulder.

"Sorry, Raiden, but Greg and I are going to shag for awhile." Velvet told the Ghost Leader while grabbing Greg's rear. "Hmm firm."

"Let go of him, Velvet. This can go the easy way," Raiden suggested.

"Hmmm... No."

Sighing, Raiden reared his fist back and punched forward. A large gust of wind shot out of his fist, surging for the two. However Velvet teleported out of sight with Greg, the gust of wind going through empty air.

"Damn it!" He then realized that the same female population of Beacon that were taking pictures of Greg earlier were now taking pictures of him. "Damn." He quickly went to the ledge and down to the window still back into the hallway. "They should be in their dorm."

Back in Team GRVL's Dorm...

Velvet had teleported back to their dorm where Leland and Randi were up and about. She quickly tossed Greg on his bed and handcuffed him to the posts. However before she could begin anything, Randi gave her a shot to her shoulder, knocking out the Faunus temporarily.

Randi uncuffed Greg from the bed while Leland looked after the injected Faunus.

"What did you do to her?" Greg questioned, rubbing his wrists once he was out of the cuffs.

"Oh it was an emergency serum that makes Faunus go out of heat in case they get carried away too much or in poor Velvet's case, fall victim of Yang's schemes." Randi replied just as Velvet stirs awake again. Her face was still red but that was from embarrassment instead of lust.

"Why am I wearing this piece of clothe? Oh no. Why, Yang? Why?" Velvet whimpered while Greg got dressed quickly. Greg stormed out of his dorm in an embarrassed and furious rage. He was going down to Team RWBY's room and demand a rematch against Yang for embarrassing him and Velvet. He didn't care how good Yang was especially when her hair was messed with. He would beat her to the ground and make her do something embarrassing as a punishment. Greg walked into Team RWBY's dorm to find Blake on top of Ruby's dangling bed while the rest of Team RWBY and Miguel were admiring a small Corgi.

"Awww, he's so cute! Yes, you so cute! You're such a cutie!" Weiss gushed as she was petting the small Corgi in Ruby's arms.

"Zwei has been with us since we were kids," Yang said. She then saw Greg standing at the door with a murderous look on his face.

"Yang, I need to talk to you alone in the training room now." Greg gritted through his teeth in anger, a white ball glowing in his hands largely, making the long blonde girl sweat at the sight of the angry Marine. In fact everyone in the entire room sweatdropped at the scene while Zwei whimpered in fear.

"Wait a minute, Greg. I'm sure we can work something out than a fight." Yang started off, shivering when she recalled their last fight from last semester. Now that Greg had Aura, it would be ten times harder to bring down the Marine especially when he was angry. The Marine hesitated before a mischievous grin on his face.

Moments later...

"Hey, Yang. I came back to pick up the shirt I...left...behind..." Raiden trailed off at the sight and state of appearance of his girlfriend. She was dressed in a sky blue dress with a frilly skirt and a frillier blouse. She wore a blue bow in her hair and had on black buckle shoes. Her face was covered in a blush, both real and from the make up, as she spoke in a british accent.

"Good morning, Sir Raiden. I expect your excursion outside wasn't troubling." Yang almost gagged at what she had to say while the rest of RWBY and the Pineda Twins enjoyed every moment of it. They all had their scrolls out to film this payback while Zwei was getting a belly scratch from Greg.

"Who's a good Zwei? Who's a good Zwei?" Greg baby talked to Zwei, the Corgi enjoying the attention he was getting.

Raiden just looked at his girlfriend for a moment before looking at Greg. Greg looked up from Zwei and grinned at him before playing with the little Corgi again. The Ghost Leader started laughing loudly to what has happened. "I never thought I'd live to see the day. Yang Xiao Long in makeup and that dress!"

"Please! I beg of you, Sir Williams. Please do not humiliate me further in front of our acquaintances." Yang pleaded, still forced to have to speak like that. This only made the Ghost Leader laugh harder despite trying to stop himself.

"Yang has to go like that for an entire week here whenever we're not on a mission or were just staying here at the academy. She had the choice of facing me in a one-on-one duel, shaving off her head completely, or do this. You can figure which one she choose out of the three." Greg replied, moving onto his feet while Zwei jumped up, leaning on Greg's left leg, begging for more attention.

Raiden ended up falling on the floor holding onto his stomach. "Okay, stop, stop... I can't breath..." He slowly got back up, but was still snickering hard. He never thought he'd see her in such clothes and make up. It just didn't shout Yang at him. "But, laughing matters aside, you look amazing, Yang."

"T-thank you, Sir Williams. I admire your compliments to me." Yang replied with the British accent, making Ruby giggle at her dress-up sister. Miguel walked over to stand next to his twin and they fist bumped each other smiling. Just then, Velvet walked in, now wearing her new combat gear which consisted of her brown armor which she received from her hometown in the mail recently. She was about to say something to Greg when she spotted Yang in the middle of the room.

"Why hello there. Are you a new student here to Beacon or one of the transfers" Velvet waited but Yang remained silent, causing Velvet to shrug before turning to the others. "Excuse me, guys, but have you seen Yang recently? I really want to tell how much I appreciated the boost she gave me without my knowledge." Velvet asked sweetly but had an aura of danger around her, causing everyone to sweatdrop. Before Yang could speak, Greg decided to prevent Yang from getting punishment from Velvet.

"Actually, Velvet, the new girl right here is actually Yang and that get up is her punishment."

Velvet just looked at Yang for a moment. That soon passed and she began laughing hard from that. "W-Why did you make her wear a dress!" She laughed.

That's when Raiden started laughing once again too. "I know, right! This is priceless, I need to take a photo of this!"

"Well I figured that Yang wasn't really well-mannered, dresses exotically, perverted and not afraid to show it so I figured why not make her act and dress like her polar opposite." Greg replied after Velvet stopped laughing, only letting out a giggle once in a while. Miguel laughed at the spectacle again with Ruby next to him. Yang looked at him with a glare.

"You better behave your person while courting my beloved sister, Sir Miguel. If not, then I will be forced..." Yang trailed off when she realized that she wasn't in the position to make threats. However Miguel knew what she was referring to and immediately walked up to her.

"Senorita, I assure you that I am the best person your sister could be with no matter what my suave skills say otherwise. I promise you that her heart will never be broken by me at all."

That's when Raiden realized something. While he knew his brother was in the infirmary for some tests and Derrick was snoring away in the dorm. One thing stuck out. Where was Rick? The guy hasn't been back since last night. "Hey, have you guys seen Rick? I haven't seem him since last night."

"Oh I saw him at the CCT Tower trying to figure out what the intruder did to the computer. So far, he couldn't figure out what they did and the last I saw him, he was asleep at the console, talking about Blake and her soft ears in his sleep." Miguel replied, causing Blake to blush at the realization of what Miguel said about Rick dreaming about her.

"I... I think I'll go see him then," Blake mentioned as started walking away. She was making this an opportunity to get away from Zwei. Her cat instincts just told her to flee from the little Corgi. But she also took this as a chance to see Rick. She hasn't been the best girlfriend, so she's trying to make amends to that.

"Anyway, I hear today we get to go on some special mission deals where we help out the areas outside the kingdom while following the guidance of an experienced hunter or huntress." Velvet brings up, causing the Twins to look at her.

"Really now? I wonder if they include going to the southeast outside of Vale." Miguel thinks out loud, making Team RWBY look at him in disbelief.

"How did you-?" Weiss started.

"I managed to get Rick talk to me about it through some coffee and some talk about a certain Cat Faunus. He ended up going through and started looking at possible locations of these guys we've met awhile ago," Miguel said to them.

"Not to mention that Ruby told Ironwood about this location when he brought us in to Headmaster Ozpin's office. However what you don't know about the area is the small civil war located there along with the entire southeast being Los Tejanos territory." The mention of this group again reminded Greg about a question he had earlier.

"Wait, Miguel. Can you first explain to us who the Los Tejanos are to the rest of us?" Miguel sighed at this before beginning to speak.

"Long ago, back to the earliest records of the rise of the Huntsmen, the people had trouble with criminals and bandits who constantly harassed and terrorized the people. One day, back about 200 years or so, our home village was being under threat by a corporation ran by a cruel man who wanted to wipe us out for no reason. Well a stranger rode into the town and not only took down the bandits but also destroyed this evil corporation in the process with the help of our ancestor, Juan Hernández. Because of Juan's assistance, the stranger taught everyone everything he knew about gunslinging and being the hero. When he disappeared, the group known as the Los Tejanos was born in his honor. However its now corrupted by Aunt Claudia because of her greed." Miguel stated this last part angrily, clenching a fist in furious rage.

Raiden gritted his teeth at that. Remembering that the Federation attacked the U.S because they were consumed by bloodlust and the craving to conquer. Relaxin himself, he looked at Miguel. "Anything we can do to help out in that? I can't tolerate any of this actions."

"Oh god no. I'd rather have you Ghosts sit out of this one. No offense, but even military training and Dust-infused clothing is nothing compared to the deadliness of the Los Tejanos. And recently, they have a strong dislike for anyone who isn't a Tejano or a Faunus." Miguel replied, raising his hands and waving them at chest level. "In fact, I think the only way to stop them is up to Greg and I since we are destined to become the heirs to the title of El Tejano."

Raiden nodded at that. If Miguel wanted to do this his way along with his twin, he'll let that go their way. "None taken, mi amigo," Raiden replied. "I respect why you want to do this yourselves. But if you ever need a hand, give us a call and we'll be there."

His Scroll then rang and he looked at it. It was Rick. Answering it, it soon showed live video feed of the Korean. Raiden almost cringed when he saw the dark circles on his eyes along with bloodshot eyes. "Good morning," Raiden greeted in Korean.

"Ra...Raiden... I'm... I'm not feeling so hot... Do you think you can get me some... Some coffee? I can't move my legs..."

"Don't worry, Rick. Your girlfriend is on her way to the rescue. Might want to send her a message asking for coffee though." Miguel spoke up from behind Raiden before turning to Zwei to give the dog more attention. Yang remained silent out of embarrassment as well as to prevent further embarrassment because of the accent she has to speak for days now.

"Yang, did Qrow pack any food for Zwei?" Ruby asked, Zwei walking up to the dressed up Yang. Yang shook the container again and Zwei was buried under a pile of canned dog food. The Corgi popped his head out of the pile while can opener fell to the floor.

"Well that answers that dilemma. I do believe that Headmaster Ozpin has requested that all students to gather in the auditorium. I shall take my leave and meet with you ladies and gentlemen there. Good day." With that, Yang walked out while the Twins and Velvet went with her to further embarrass the blonde girl.

Raiden crossed his arms and sighed with a smirk on his face. "Yang, Yang, Yang. You had to push Greg. Welp, this is what you get."

He then realized that Weiss and Ruby were still in the room and that he was still shirtless. "Oh, my bad. I'll get get my short now." Walking over to Yang's bed, he grabbed a black shirt off her bed and put it on himself. "See you in the auditorium!"

Meanwhile in the CCT Tower...

Rick was struggling keep himself awake from his sleep deprived hours from last night. He barely slept a wink while trying to find the source of the intrusion that has happened before hand. And he had to give credit to the intruder. They were able to encrypt their data signature making it harder for him to trace.

He then felt a nudge on his shoulder catching his attention. Looking behind him, he saw Blake smiling at him, with two coffees in hand. "Coffee?" Blake asked.

Rick smiled at her and tried to sit up only to almost fall forward. Blake quickly caught him in her arms and lifted him back up to the seat. "How long have you been here?" Blake asked him while placing the coffee next to them.

"Pretty... Pretty much all night," Rick explained with a long yawn. "The intrusion was encrypted well. I was... Impressed... I'm the best hacker back in the Ghosts... But... Impressed..."

Blake sighed with a roll of her eyes and handed Rick his coffee. "French Vanilla with one cream and two sugars," she said.

"Thanks."

"How come you know how to do all of this?" Blake asked him as she took a sip of her own.

Rick took a large gulp from his and placed it down beside him in the desktop. "I was raised in Korea for a bit with my parents. My dad was a developer in key technology in Seoul while my mother was a engineer from Tokyo. They taught me how to wire computers and how to bypass firewalls with ease."

Blake smiled at that. "They seem to be pretty good parents."

Rick sighed happily as he remembered the memories of his parents and their times together. "Yeah, they've been good to me. But sometimes things go awry. But I vow to honor my parents memory."

In the hallway...

"Is that Yang?"

"No way, girl! She's too adorable to be that party girl!"

"Hey, missy! Would you like to go out with me?"

"Like Grimms have souls! No way would she go out with you!"

"Maybe she's Miguel's new girlfriend."

"No way, man! She's probably single! Besides Miguel is starting to date Ruby Rose."

The comments made Yang turned tomato red much to Velvet's satisfaction. The brunette Rabbit Faunus was enjoying every single moment that Yang was getting humiliated. Of course, Greg decided to have some fun by introducing her as Yolanda Victoria. This idea made the trio snicker just as the other half of Team GRVL arrived and saw what happened to Yang.

"How does it feel to get burned, Yang?" Leland joked, making the others laugh at the well played pun.

"Yeah, I mean know you were a party girl before, but this must definitely be too cute to even make it seem wild anymore." Randi poked at Yang, who glared at the girl under all of the make up. Just then, Cardin walked up to poor Yang and tried to look his best.

"Why uh...hello there, miss. I'm guessing you're new here to Beacon since I've never seen anyone that looks cute- I mean looks nice as you before." Cardin started off nervously, causing Yang to blush furiously while GRVL and Miguel was in tears laughing.

"Cardin, that isn't a new student. Thats Yang Xiao Long." Greg told Cardin causing the former jerk to frown in dismay.

"Wait you mean to tell us that the dressed up girl is none other than our resident party girl and brawler?" Dove questioned as the rest of Team CRDL walked up to the group. Greg simply smirked at this while Yang twirled one of the frills of her skirt nervously. It was a while before Team CRDL bursted out laughing.

"Oh my Monty that is just too good to be true!"

"You best savor every moment of this, CRDL. I want everyone to know what happens when you decide to choose something other than a duel after you wrong Velvet or I in any single way." Greg ordered, making Yang groan while everyone started to take pictures of her. Cardin and his team walks off laughing, leaving Team GRVL, Miguel, and Yang alone again.

"Will you gentlemen, and lady, ever excuse this misunderstanding?" Yang inquired, accepting her punishment sighing while everyone else snickered.

"Yang, this will be the biggest event since Jaune keeping his promise and wearing a dress. We'll probably tell this to our children before we ever forget this moment in the history of Beacon." Greg replied when Ruby and Weiss finally caught up with them.

Meanwhile...

Raiden was jogging towards the infirmary to check on his brother who spent the night in the medical lab. He almost cringed when he remembered that the latter was tied up to an examination bed for inspection.

"I hope he's okay," he mumbled. He reached the infirmary and made his way to his brother's section. "Alex, how are-"

Alex was staring at him with his orange eyes flaring at him. "I ain't enjoying this. I keep getting damn needles! I hate them!"

"Same here, man, but you don't hear me complaining." A student with a broken leg on the next bed replied, reading his scroll on the recent news without bothering to look up.

Raiden chuckled at the student. "Don't worry, Alex always hated needles. Heh, one time when we were kids, he ran out of the clinic not wanting to get the flu shot."

Alex glared at his brother as his temperature raised. "You'll be glad I ain't going to burn your hair off."

"Not the best idea since you clearly have no real control over your new powers yet." The student remarked before turning back to his scroll. Suddenly a message popped up and he opened it. Within a matter of moments after reading it and examining the picture, he started laughing hysterically.

"Dude, is this your girlfriend in makeup and a girly dress?" The student asked in between laughs, showing a picture of Yang from the hallways to both brothers.

Alex observed the picture of Yang for a moment before starting laughing out loud. "Dude, why is Yang wearing that sorta stuff?!" He cried.

"Greg, man. It's simple, Yang pissed him off, and he is getting payback," Raiden simply remarked as he started laughing at it again.

"This is so going on Remnant-Book right now!" The student exclaimed turning back to his scroll, leaving the two brothers alone once again.

"So, how are you feeling?" Raiden asked as he sat on the edge of the bed.

"Well, first things it's, I'm hot," Alex started.

"Sexy way or hot?" Raiden joked.

"Don't push it. I just feel warmer than before. My body feels like it's going to catch on fire."

"I bet it's because of the red Dust inside your blood. It has infused itself into your very being so that could be it."

"Wait so that's what happened last night? Sweet Monty Oum, you're lucky to be even alive. Normally red crystal are the most volatile when being infused. In fact, a lot of reported cases of human sudden combustion and incineration occurs because the person in question infused a red crystal into themselves." The student looked up in shock, scooting over a little away from Alex. However this news caused Alex's eyes to bulge in shock when he process this new info.

"I COULD EXPLODE APART!?"

"No. Not explode. Just turn into a flame and all that's left is your ashes. No collateral damage really."

"STILL NOT HELPING!" Alex exclaimed in disbelief at the student who corrected him, not seeming to care that he could possibly turn into ash.

"I DON'T WANT BE TURNED INTO ASHES WHEN I GO TO SLEEP! NO SIR! I-"

He was knocked out after Raiden quickly chopped at his neck. He then looked at the student who was confused. "When he doesn't shut up, I do that. It works like a charm."

"Whatever." The student simply shrugs before turning back to his scroll again.

But being the older brother, Raiden quickly went off from the room confusing the student. Raiden soon came back with a permanent black marker in hand. He uncapped it and inched closer to Alex. "Rest easy, Alex," he snickered before he placed the top of the mark on his flesh.

"Oh boy. Are you going to draw dicks on his face, because that is the most annoying thing to wake up and find on your face." The student commented, his face still glued to the scroll.

Raiden shot a look at him. "I ain't doin' that to him." He drew a lightning bolt on his brother's forehead and glasses around his eyes. "He's a big fan of Harry Potter but he refuses to confess it. And Harry Potter is a book series where I came from."

"Right. Well since I'm pretty much bored here, I'm going to sleep. If I find one bit of marker on my face, you will be sorry." The student yawned, placing his scroll down before rolling over and falling asleep.

"You ain't my brother."

Placing the marker down, the Ghost Leader took out his Scroll and started taking pictures of his brother's now marker drawn face with a lightning bolt and a pair of glasses. "This totally going on Remnant-Book."

Back in the hallway…

"So, Miguel. What do you think is going down in the southeast that the White Fang and the Los Tejanos are working on anyway?" Greg questions, earning a shrug from Miguel.

"Don't know what it is, but its something big. Something really big." Miguel answered, Greg stepping back a little in surprise.

Raiden was walking away from the infirmary after messing around with his brother. He never really did had time to do such things, but now, he had all the time.

He then saw Yang, Velvet and the twins down in the hallway. "Yang!" He called out and started running up to them.

"Oh dear..." Yang moaned in further embarrassment while Team GRVL and Miguel walked away from her to allow the couple some privacy time. Greg grinned and turned back to Yang.

"Remember you have to act like this even in bed with Raiden. So act innocent and incorruptible for once!" This caused Yang to blush furiously, earning laughs from the other students nearby. With that, Greg rejoined his team and brother, high fiving each other for getting Yang to blush.

"Dude, this will never get old until she's done with that deal." Leland comments, snickering while in tears.

Yang sighed as she looked down on the ground. "I despise this very much," she stated.

Raiden chuckled at her and he lifted her chin up. "Please. No matter how much make up you have on or such a dress, you're always my Yang." He then gently kissed her on the lips to ease her nerves down which did the trick.

"Hey, Greg. I almost forgot but this belongs to you." Miguel speaks up, pulling out a large package from his pack and hands it to Greg. The Marine accepts it and opens it to find a set of armor and duster like his brother had except the duster was brown instead. He looks at the armor and sees the Texas Flag on the front of the chest body armor plate while there was the famous Gonzales Cannon Flag on the back of the duster. Greg was amazed by this and grinned at his brother.

"Thanks, man. I'll wear this when we go visit the Los Tejanos."

"Eso no es todo, mi hermano. Reach into the bottom of the box."

Greg did what Miguel instructed him and pulled out a belt with a silver .357 Magnum Revolver in a holster. The Marine, awed by this gift, removed the revolver from the holster and examined it. On the left side was an engraving of the name El Tejano while on the other it said Juan H.

"That's the original pistol El Tejano used many years ago. Before Claudia officially took over, the El Tejano she succeeded entrusted me with that set of armor and pistol to hand over to you whenever you found your way back home. I guess he believed you were still alive somewhere." Miguel explained, Greg placing everything back into the package, except for the pistol and the belt, before placing it into his own backpack.

Taking off his thigh holster system and placing it and his M1911 into his backpack, Greg slips the belt on and practices quick drawing his new pistol.

"Don't worry about buying ammo, hermano. It requires special homemade Dust rounds that can be easily made without much difficulty." Miguel pointed out, Greg returning the weapon to its holster. It would take some time to learn how to use this pistol but he would manage for now.

"Thanks, Miguel. I'll make sure to get you something in return soon." Greg thanked his brother just as Raiden and Yang caught up with them.

"Hey, you two," Raiden said to them while holding hands with his 'proper' girlfriend.

"Greetings, Sir Miguel and Sir Greg, and how are you?" Yang greeted to them in embarrassment. She couldn't take this but she had agreed to this or risk her hair being cut.

"Oh just giving Greg some stuff that belongs to him now." Miguel replied while Greg held up his new .357 Revolver.

Raiden let out a whistle as he saw the revolver in Greg's hand. "She is a beauty. I remember my dad having one if those. You don't mind if I can hold it for a sec?"

"Actually I hate to tell you this, Raiden, but they can't be wielded by anyone else but the destined El Tejano or in this case the Twin Tejanos. In fact, if anyone other than the Los Tejanos even holds it gets killed in various ways. I'm hoping to find a way to break the curse, but until then, I wouldn't even look at it for too long." Miguel explained, causing everyone step away from Greg who was holding the pistol, now sweating bullets in fear. However Miguel bursted out laughing at the expressions on everyone's faces.

"Oh man, that story never gets old. You should see the looks on your faces. There was never a curse at all on the pistol. Its just made up to scare the younger kids into behaving more often as well as to not play with the Tejanos' weapons."

"You know what. For a twin brother, you can sometimes take things too far, Miguel."

"Hey, thats what brothers are for, Greg."

"That's true, Greg. Look what I did to Alex." Raiden took out his Scroll and went on to the pictures. Humming for a couple moments, a grin broke out on his face before showing them the picture of Alex with his drawn on face. "This never gets too old."

"Actually thats at least three hundred and twenty four times old already, Raiden. Anyway we're here." Greg points out as the three teams went to their respective teams with Miguel going with RWBY.

Raiden sighed when he only saw Rick and Derrick. Alex was still in the infirmary being tested and checked on to see if everything was okay with his vitals. He doesn't want to be clicking his brother's ashes in the middle of a fight.

The students, both Beacon and the other schools, quieted down when Headmaster Ozpin started his speech.

"Today we stand together, united. Mistral. Atlas. Vacuo. Vale. The four Kingdoms of Remnant. On this day, nearly eighty years ago, the largest war in recorded history came to an end. It was a war of ignorance, of greed, and of oppression. A war that was about much more than when borders fell or who traded with who, but the very idea of individualism itself. We fought for countless reasons, one of which being the countless destruction of all forms of art or self-expression. And as you are all aware, that is something many could not stand for. As a result, those who opposed this tyranny began naming their children after one of the core aspects of art itself: color. It was their way to demonstrate that they refused to tolerate this oppression, but neither were the generations to come. And it was a trend that was held to this very day. We encourage individuality, expressionism, and unity through diversity. As I have said, today we stand together, united. But this bond cannot exist without effort. Which is why today, while the rest of this world celebrates peace, Huntsmen and Huntresses will work to uphold it. As first year students, you will be tasked with shadowing a professional Huntsman or Huntress on a mission. Some of you may be taken out of the Kingdom for several days. Others will work the walls for the rest of the week. But no matter which path you choose, remember to be safe, remember your training, and remember to do your very best."

The students applauded this before stepping up to the various stations to choose a destination. Greg walked over to his twin and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Miguel, I think its best that you go with Team RWBY and help them with the investigation in the southeast. My team will stick with Team JNPR and investigate an area that has suspected enemy activity to the southwest. See you in a couple of days." Greg informed his brother, who gave him a thumbs up and a grin.

"Don't worry, Greg. I'll be fine. I'll make sure to be on my best behavior while around with the pretty senoritas." Miguel replied, earning a grin from his brother. The twins gave each a hug before separating to go with their respective teams.

"Alex's still in the infirmary, we can't really do anything except patrol the inside of Vale," Raiden said to his team.

"I don't think so." The three members of RADR turned around to see Alex standing there leaning on a pillar nearby one of the holo screens. He was wearing a grey hoodie with blue jeans and black runners. A scarf was around his neck now with his orange eyes looking around.

"I thought you were in the infirmary?" Rick asked him.

"When was the last time I let that stop me?" Alex retorted.

"Good point."

Raiden walked up to his little brother and patted his shoulder. "Alex, are you sure you're going to be okay?" He asked. He didn't want anything to happen to him out in the field.

"I'll be fine. A little of red Dust won't stop me." The Airborne Sniper then saw Greg in his vision and did something that shocked the other teams. He waved up and smiled at him. "Hey, Greg!"

Greg did something that was more shocking to everyone else. He actually greeted him back.

"Well look who's out of the infirmary. How have you been, Alex, mi amigo?"

The two practically fist bumped each other and started talking about other things like the Grifball. This caused the jaws of Team RWBY, RADR, and JNPR to hit the floor in shock. The only ones unaffected by this was Miguel, all of Team GRVL, and Raiden.

"So I hear the Vale Valiants are playing against the Mistal Marauders next week. I hear that the game will be an exciting one. I'm betting on the Valiants winning this game."

"Oh no, Greg. I'm positive that the Marauders will send the Valiants running home with their tails between their legs. Well see about that."

"Well later, Alex. Good luck on your guys' travels."

"You do the same, buddy." With that, the two went back to their respective teams who were waiting for them. Greg walked up to Jaune and whispered to him. "I'll tell you what happened to him when we are traveling."

"Got it, Greg."

"I see you two are alright," Raiden commented.

Alex sent up a confused look. "What do you mean? He's been a cool friend since we've met each other." That sentence shocked many students around him who looked at him in disbelief. Before he could say anything else, he turned into a cloud of smoke and ash and moved around across the room. He materialized back into himself who just fell on the ground. "What the-? What the hell?" It happened again and he slammed himself into a wall. "Owww!"

Some of the teams burst out laughing at the sight. Not at Alex's pain but the fact he crashed right into a wall. Even Greg was snickering at this mishap.

"Looks like someone needs more practice with controlling Dust-infused powers. Don't worry, Alex. I'm sure you'll have a better time controlling that than compared to Aura. In fact, I still seem to have the glowing issue still." Greg comments when he realized that his Aura was casting a glow all over his body. This redirected some of the laughter from Alex to him. Greg simply ignored it and within a few moments, the glowing stopped. Team's GRVL and JNPR walk over to one of the stations and choose a joint-team set of missions in the southwest of Vale.

Raiden chuckled as he walked over to Alex. He helped his brother up and dusted him off on the shoulders. "You'll get the hang of it soon. Think of it as a Dust infused clothing, but a little more harder. Just stay relaxed and things should be fine."

Alex nodded as he dusted the rest off the dirt off his legs and held his face in pain. "Yeah, I got it..."

Raiden then looked at the holo screens for the types of missions. It's been awhile since they've been in the field. He then saw that RWBY was already registered for a mission in the southeast. "I don't suppose a joint mission with them will hurt."

Meanwhile outside...

The reactions of RWBY and Miguel were mainly ones of shock, surprise, dismay, and frustration when the hunter that would supervise them turned out to be none other than Professor Bartholomew Oobleck, the History Teacher. The man wore a pith helmet, long green pants, a khaki shirt with a yellow tie, a brown greatcoat and a backpack on his back. Miguel's eye twitched at the sight of Oobleck in dismay when suddenly he received a message from Greg. He looks down and reads it, turning slightly pale after reading.

"You know what. Oobleck isn't that bad, senoritas. Now lets get going okay. Vamos." Miguel told Team RWBY who looked at him strangely until he showed them Greg's message. This made them change their tune and they agreed with the gunslinger's idea. However the five pitied Team GRVL and Team JNPR's horrible situation but they didn't want to join them. After all, hopefully Monty Oum or Greg's God will help those unfortunate eight who were being supervised by Professor Port.