Chapter: 2

AN: Nothing much new for this author's note

1) Single air quotes around italics like 'word' will mean thoughts

Double air quotes like "word" will mean actual spoken words

BREAK

Sam groggily woke up at 6 in the morning, dazed and sore as he was getting up from the couch that was in his hotel room instead of normally getting out of his hotel room bed. Sam would've been wondering why he hadn't been in his bed like always, but he was still waking up so all he was able to think about was the smell of freshly brewed coffee that was coming from the kitchen portion of his room. While Sam was trudging to the kitchen he did stop halfway as he heard what sounded like shower water coming from his bathroom, but being that he was still too tired, he just continued to sluggishly walk to the kitchen to find the coffee he smelled.

Walking into the kitchen, Sam had found the coffee he smelled. The coffee had just finished being brewed and as Sam looked for a mug he began to shake off his groggy state, allowing for his brain to be able to process more things that were going around him. As Sam started pouring himself coffee, he also began thinking 'was that sound of shower water coming from MY bathroom?'

Sam's question was then answered as he heard the door to his bathroom open. More surprised than worried about the fact that there was someone beside himself in his room, he set the coffee pot down and walked into the hallway to see who had just come out of his bathroom. What Sam saw was something he would never expect to see in his hotel room. Right outside his bathroom stood a man who wore glasses, had grey hair, and was taller than Sam by at least three inches, but that wasn't what freaked Sam out, what freaked out Sam was that he didn't know who he was, and that he was wearing nothing but one of the towels that the hotel provided around his waist.

"Gaahh, wh-who are you and how did you get into my hotel room?" Sam exclaimed as he fell back while keeping his index finger locked onto the unknown man.

"You don't remember me?"

"Huh?"

BREAK

Flashback to the previous night

BREAK

Once Sam finished looking around the area of Vale he was in he began walking to the convenience store Mary had told him about. The second Sam entered the convenience store he noticed that the young, male clerk behind the counter seemed worried. Sam simply raised his right hand in a manner that looked like he was saying hi to the clerk, as Sam could understand why the clerk would be worried. After all, it wasn't like you see people come into stores wearing a black mask, a tattered black hood, and all black attire everyday. As Sam browsed the various types of snacks, drinks, and impressive coffee maker system that was next to the soda and slushie dispensers, he opted to not purchase anything because he mainly wanted to see what the store offered, as he would be going to bed soon, and the last thing he would need would be some sugar to keep him up when he wants to go to sleep.

Sam eventually made his way to the entrance/exit of the store as he stopped to look at a few snacks he had never seen before. When Sam exited the store he noticed that the sky was almost completely dark, pulling out his scroll, Sam saw that it read 8:45 in the afternoon. While Sam was putting his scroll back into its pouch on his chest armor, he saw a silver haired man dressed in a black and green outfit walking weakly towards the cross walk that was in-between the hotel and convenience store. Slightly worried about this man, Sam decided to watch him to make sure he was ok to walk across the crosswalk. A few seconds later, Sam realized that the man was in trouble, a car that was driving too fast for the area it was in was on a direct correlation with the man that was crossing the street.

Sam began thinking 'hey, is that guy gonna slow down or what!?'

Seeing that the car was not planning on stopping for the man, Sam ran at full speed and tackled the man to the ground to keep him from making the news as the person that was hit at high speed by a car. Sam realized that he had barely saved the man in time as he could feel the soles of his shoes slightly touch the side of the car that had almost killed the man that was crossing the street.

"Fucking speedy bastard! Sir, are you alri- aw shit."

Sam had noticed that the man he saved had been knocked out cold due to hitting the back of his head against the pavement from when Sam tackled him. Feeling like it was his responsibility to look after this man that he had just knocked out, Sam put the man over his shoulder, picked up the man's walking stick like cane, and carried him back to the hotel where Sam had booked a room for the night. Upon entering the hotel complex, Mary looked at Sam carrying an unconscious man and was about to ask Sam or S as she and the staff addressed him, if everything was all right. Before she could ask her question though, she then remembered that S had told her and the staff that they were not to disturb him ever, so Mary just stayed silent.

As Sam arrived on his floor of the hotel, he walked over to his room and struggled to get the keys out of his pocket, as he had an unconscious man on his shoulder that he would rather not drop on the ground and cause further damage than what he already had after being knocked out because of a hard tackle onto pavement. Once Sam opened the door to his room after fiddling with his key for a good five minutes he entered his room and closed the door behind him with his foot. Sam then decided to put the man to rest on the only bed in the hotel room; the couch was not an option as it was rather stiff and uncomfortable compared to the bed, but Sam figured that he should allow the man to sleep comfortably after getting knocked out.

After Sam put the man in the bed, he called the front desk and requested a pot of freshly brewed coffee to be delivered to his room at 5:45 in the morning, a good fifteen minutes before Sam woke up. When Mary confirmed that his morning coffee would arrive at his room, she bid Sam a good night and hung up. Sam began removing his scroll, wallet, and devil smokes. He then placed them on the coffee table in front of the couch that would serve as his bed for the night. Sam would have taken off some of what he was wearing if he wasn't so tired, being that he was tired he just decided to fall face first onto the couch and succumb to the sleep that he most desperately needed, unaware of what would happen the next morning.

BREAK

End flashback

BREAK

"Oh, your that man that I saved last night!" Sam spoke enlightened as his memories of last night's event returned to him. "Do you feel alright?"

"Good to see that you remember who I am, lest a misunderstanding were to occur. To answer your question, yes, I am ok. Although my back is a bit sore, I would not be alive today if not for your courageous action yesterday. If I may ask, why did you save me yesterday?" The unknown man asked calmly and stoically, even though he was only wrapped in a bath towel that covered his lower region.

Averting his eyes from the man that stood before him, Sam mustered up enough courage and spoke. "I-I'd be more than happy to explain myself, b-b-but could you please get yourself into some clothes, I do not want to have a conversation like this with a man in your current… s-state of clothing, if you could even call it that."

"Very well, I will be back in a moment… as I'd like to hear your response." With that being said the man re-entered the bathroom he had just come out of to presumably put on the clothes Sam had found him in, as to appear more modest for the conversation the two would have in a bit.

The second the unknown man re-entered the bathroom and closed the door, Sam collected his scroll, wallet, and devil smokes off of the coffee table. He then put the three items in their respective pouches that ran across his chest armor and tried to ignore the fact that his gauze wrappings needed to be changed for the day. The next thing he did was go back into the kitchen to look for a mug to pour the man a cup of coffee.

'I hope this guy likes coffee,' Sam thought, unsure of whether or not the man that was in his bathroom liked coffee in the morning.

Right as Sam finished pouring the coffee for the unknown man, he coincidentally exited the bathroom with the same clothing that Sam had seen him wearing the night before.

"Hey, I didn't know if you like coffee in the morning or not so I took the liberty of pouring you some, how do you take it… that is, if you take it?" Sam offered the man a cup of coffee, unsure of whether or not he would take it.

"I do, and I take my coffee black," The unknown man happily received the coffee he had been offered.

"Well to answer your previous question. The reason why I saved you is because I just have this… feeling inside me that tells me to protect people… no matter the costs. I came to Vale to apply to Beacon so I could protect the people of Remnant from the forces of Grimm."

"Quite the noble action… for someone with an assassin's background."

Shocked that this man knew what Sam does during his 'assignments' as he would call them. "Who are you and how do you know what I do?"

"My name is Ozpin. I am the Headmaster of the school you wish to attend, and I have a proposition for you… how would you like to become admitted to my school?"

Surprised by the revelation of the man in front of him "You're the Headmaster of Beacon!"

"Yes I am. Now onto my question… would you like to be admitted to my school or not?"

"I'd love to sir, but why are you allowing me to. You already know of the work I do so why would you allow me to attend Beacon?"

"Because you've already showed me that you are willing to put your life on the line to protect people, as you did save me last night from the speeding car. You will however have some restrictions as to what you can and cannot do while attending my school."

"What kind of restrictions are we talking about here?"

"Your restrictions will follow as suit: you will be prohibited from accepting any and all assassination contracts while attending the school… and that include both on and off campus, you shall not kill any of the instructors or anyone who works on the campus, you also shall not kill any of the students that are attending the school as well," Ozpin said emotionlessly, as he knew that this person that would be tempted to accept a contract for the death of a student.

"Ok I understand why you won't let me accept any contracts, kill the teachers or the people who work at the school, I can abide by those two rules. Regarding that third rule though, what would you say if I told you that I could revive the people that I kill?"

Confused by what Sam had just said, "Can you elaborate on what you mean by 'revive the people you kill."

"It's just as I said, the people that I kill can be revived to full health by me as long as I don't kill someone immediately after. If I kill someone else after the first person, I can no longer revive the first person, at that point I can only revive the person I recently killed. I give you my word that I won't kill anybody who works for the school or accept any and all assassination contracts, but in return for my cooperation I would like to be given permission to kill and then subsequently revive any student that troubles me enough to warrant death. You won't have to worry about me going through the halls killing students left and right for no reason, as that would be a rather HUGE waste of my time and effort… so… what do you say Mr. Ozpin, do we have a deal," Upon uttering his last word he extended his hand for Ozpin to shake, effectively agreeing to the solution Sam had proposed… and he did.

"Very well, I feel that your proposition is adequate enough to suffice both of our needs, but you must hold your end of the promise and revive any and all of the students that you kill, you must also not do what you said you wouldn't… am I clear."

"Yes Headmaster, you are clear. I will hold up my end of the dealt, you won't have to worry about," Sam said happily as he was just given clearance to take care of any student that bothered him, in his own form of… problem solving.

"Do you have any questions for me regarding Beacon?"

Sam pondered for a bit as to what he would ask before he spoke. "How would you feel about me using my personal aircraft to get to and from school?"

Slightly surprised at the fact that the person in front of him owed a personal aircraft Opzin spoke, "While I can allow you to use your aircraft as transportation I must ask, for what reason? We offer airships so that the students can take a ride on to go to and from the school."

"Oh don't worry Headmaster, I have nothing against your school's transportation. It's just that I don't trust being surrounded by that many people in a confined space, I hope you understand."

"Do not worry, I can understand your situation. I will need to make a note to allow another aircraft to be allowed access into Beacon territory. I will need you to have your aircraft pick you up by the airstrip near the docks tomorrow. In addition, your aircraft will need to fly next to our airship so our school will know what your aircraft looks like so that it does not get taken down for appearing hostile. Once our school knows what your aircraft looks like, you will be free to have it pick you up and drop you off whenever you so desire. Now, do you have any other question for me regarding Beacon?"

"I understand that your school has a dress code for the students while they attend certain classes."

"Yes, that is correct. The males wear a black suit lined with gold trimmings; a blue vest and a white shirt accompany the suit with a red tie. The females have optional long stockings, but the main components of their uniform are a brown jacket with a tan vest and white shirt plus a red plaid skirt."

"With all due respect Headmaster I sadly cannot wear the uniform. It has nothing to do with appearance, as the uniforms sound very appealing to the eyes but… fire is a rather… big part of my weapons and me, I would hate to ruin a uniform because of it catching on fire and the thought of constantly having to get a replacement uniform sounds both costly and wasteful. If I may, I would like to be able to wear what I am currently in place of a uniform, to the classes I would be attending."

"Very well, that shall be the last accommodation that I make for you though," Ozpin said slightly annoyed.

Worried that he was coming across as demanding Sam spoke," Thank you very much for understanding my situation and for making those accomodation Headmaster Ozpin."

"If I may, I would like to know the name of the person that both saved my life and will soon be an attendant of my prestigious academy?"

"Hmmm… seeing as that you seem to be trustworthy, although I haven't really spent much time to get to know you, I will enlighten you as to what my name is. My name is Sam Singe, and I will ask that once we leave this room that you only refer to me as S, as not many people know my real name… and I intend to keep it that way for as long as I can."

Ozpin smirked, "Well Sam Singe… congratulations, you are now a student of Beacon. I will have you know that you are very lucky, as there were only two spots left for new students before you joined. Oh, and don't worry about wanting to keep your name a secret I shall not tell a single person what your real name is."

"Thank you very much Headmaster. Follow me, I will have the hotel call up a taxi under my name and have it take you to the airstrip."

"Actually, the reason I came into Vale in the first place was because I had run out of coffee."

"Oh, don't worry about that. I will have the front desk woman grab a bag of the coffee they serve here and give it to you that way you may return to Beacon quickly."

"Ah, thank you very much S, you just saved me a trip to the convenience store. Let us get going then."

Finishing the coffee the two had, Sam took both of their mugs, put them into the sink and began walking to the front desk. Arriving at the front, Sam had Mary call up a taxi and grab a bag of coffee bean for Ozpin. Mary arrived back at the front desk with the bag of coffee beans right as the taxi could be seen pulling into the front of the hotel. Bidding each other a farewell, Ozpin walked out of the hotel, entered the taxi that had already been paid for, and drove off to the airstrip.

"Hey Mary, thanks for the whole coffee and taxi thing. Also it would seem that I will be spending another night here, so could you charge my card for another night."

Taking his card that he held out, "No problem at all S, and I'll charge you for another night. If I may ask, who was that man?"

Taking his card back from Mary, "That man Mary, was the Headmaster of Beacon… the school I shall be attending come tomorrow."

"Oh my god congratulations S, I'm so happy for you. I've heard that Beacon isn't the easiest school to get into, but look at you now, a student of one of the most prestigious academies in all of Remnant."

"Thank you very much Mary. I think I'll go look around Vale and see if something catches my eye," Sam began to look towards Vale from the lobby of the hotel, pondering where the day would take him.

"Alright, but this time try not to come back with an unconscious person, you nearly gave me a heart attack last night," Mary stated slightly worried as she remembered what she saw the night before.

"Hehe, no promises~" Sam slyly said as he walked out of the lobby and onto the streets of Vale. Sam began to think as he walked down the streets of Vale, 'I wonder where I should go today; I don't feel like spending the day in that hotel room-to boring. Hmmm I could go for a drink, let's see if that old bar I used to go to is still up and running.'

BREAK

Exiting the taxi that had brought him to the old bar that he used to go to "The Bloody Drunkard", Sam pulled enough lien from his wallet for the taxi driver to stay put outside the bar until instructed other wise. Sam thought that the name of the bar of was quite funny, as most of the people that went there normally ended up like the name of the bar, after some time of drinking there. Upon entering the old bar, Sam could see the usual clientele that consisted of older males and the occasional young man.

The barkeeper, who was also the owner of the bar, was an old man probably around his mid 50's, when the old man saw Sam he simply nodded at him and let out a small smile, as he had not seen this regular customer in a long. As Sam made his way to a table in the corner of the room that he had claimed as his own, he noticed something off when he looked at the people that were sitting on the barstools… there was a young girl that wore a tan vest, black shorts, and had a white, asymmetrical skirt that flowed over the stool she sat on. The most noticeable features about this girl was her long blonde hair and her rather large bust, the girl also seemed extremely out of place, as everyone else in the bar was male and significantly older than her.

Taking note of this strange girl, Sam sat down at his usual table that nobody but the barkeeper would dare to come near or even sit in, as the last person who did this was thrown out of the bar through the window. The barkeeper brought over a glass of rum with a straw inside, as the barkeeper knew that this customer he knew only as S would never remove the mask he wore to drink. Normally the barkeeper wouldn't include a straw inside a drink, as he found it to look stupid and a waste of his time to have to grab a straw and put it inside a drink just for one person. His opinion though was quickly changed as S had written him a check for ten thousand lien to have a straw served with his drink every time he came to his bar.

Before the barkeeper could return to the bar, Sam asked him a question. "Hey Jerry, Who's that girl over there at the bar?"

"Don't know S, she just came in and asked for a drink called a Strawberry Sunrise with no ice and a little umbrella. I mean it's not like I don't serve that drink, as some of the customers here like that sweet shit, but it's weird… I've never seen her here before; you know what types of people come here, it's just old, and sometimes young, men. This place doesn't really scream 'females welcome' you know."

"Hmmm… interesting, tell ya what Jerry. Why don't you give her another one of those Strawberry Sun-whatever the fuck you call 'em, and tell her it's from me over here… I'd like to talk to her."

Nodding his head in compliance, Jerry returned to his spot behind the bar and began making another Strawberry Sunrise for the unknown girl in his bar and placed it in front of her.

The unknown girl looked in surprise at the drink that had been placed in front of her. "Hey, what gives, I didn't order another drink?"

Not taking his eyes off of the glass he was cleaning, Jerry responded blandly. "S wants to talk to you. The person over there in the corner looking all dark and mysterious is S… and if I were you. I wouldn't keep S waiting for very long."

Looking over into the corner that the barkeeper suggested, the unknown female could see a dark figure sitting alone at a table drinking rum from a straw that went under his mask that covered his face. Making her way over to the mysterious figure, she could hear whispers coming from the other patrons regarding if the girls was crazy or not for walking over to the man in the corner.

"Hey, did you just pay the bartender to make another Strawberry Sunrise for me?"

Picking his head up from his drink. "Yes I did. I'd like to talk to you, as not many women, especially young ones, come into this bar… the clientele here is mainly… male."

Rubbing the back of her head. "Well I would go to my normal bar… if I hadn't put it under re-construction."

"Well that's a shame, bar's aren't the most common thing to find here in Vale."

"It ain't so bad, I mean I did find this place, and it just so happened to serve my favorite drink so it's a win-win situation for me," she stated proudly.

"It would appear that way… by the, what's the name of this beautiful girl that stands before me?" He said playfully.

"The name's Yang… and what would be the name of the nice person that bought me a drink here. I bet you look really handsome under that mask of yours?" Yang responded in an equally playful manner.

"You say that I'd probably look handsome under this mask yet you don't even know what I am. For all you know I could be a beautiful woman under here. But let's see what you can call me… hmmm… you may call me… S~ can't have everyone here knowing my real name now can I."

"Well S~, thanks you the drink, but no more after this one for me. I have to be ready to go to my first day at Beacon tomorrow, oooh I can't wait!" Yang exclaimed happily.

'So she's going to Beacon as well, hmmm I wonder how this will play out,' Sam began to think about what would happen to him, now knowing that this girl that had put a bar under re-construction. "Well congratulations Yang! I've heard that Beacon is not the easiest academy to get into."

Looking slightly gloom. "Yeah well, I just wish that I could take my little sister with me, but she's too young to join Beacon."

'So she has a sister,' Sam thought interestedly. "Well I'm sure she must be happy for her older sister to have gotten herself into Beacon."

"Yeah, I guess you're right."

BREAK

After awhile of talking to S, as she only knew him by that name. Yang had taken notice of the clock and saw that it began to get late so she decided to leave so she could get ready for Beacon. She bid S a goodbye as she thought that she would never see him again… little did she know, she would be seeing him again when they both got to Beacon. After Yang had left the bar, Sam paid Jerry the bill for all the drinks he ordered and gave a rather generous tip for the service he had received. Sam exited the bar through the front and was impressed that the taxi driver he hired to stay put had indeed stayed, and not simply drive off after Sam entered the bar.

Seeing that it had indeed begun to get dark, Sam instructed the driver to take him along a scenic route to his hotel. Driving past shop that varied from clothes and cafés to one shop in particular called "From Dust Till Dawn". Driving past the shop he saw a person that immediately ruined the good mood he was in. The person he saw was none other than fellow criminal… Roman Torchwick. Knowing how Rome, as he preferred to call him that instead of Roman, acted when committing crimes he instructed the taxi driver to get him to his hotel as fast as the car could go.

Once Sam arrived at the hotel he quickly moved past the lobby and to the elevator that would take him up to his room. Upon entering the elevator, he pulled out his scroll and called the only person that he knew would deal with Roman… Cinder Fall.

"Come on Cinder, pick up pick u-"

"Hello S~ how are y-"

"I don't have time for your little game Cinder, its Roman," Sam cut off Cinder, as he knew Roman would be getting in trouble soon like he always does.

Upon hearing that name, Cinder stopped playing her game and got serious. "What has he done this time and where is he!?"

"Robbing a dust shop by the name of "From Dust Till Dawn", chances are that he'll be on the rooftop across the street from the store. Get. There. Fast. I don't know how long you'll have before he makes himself know, and honestly I don't want to know… just get to that fuckwit before he gets caught. Last thing I want to do is have to break his dumbass out of jail… AGAIN."

"Thank you very much S I will be sure to… make it up to you, in any way I can~"

"Just get to that idiot before he gets caught, you owe me for this one Cinder. I have a life to get to as well, I can't always be doing this for Rome… unless he decides to pay for it in lien that is. S out." Sam said slyly, before he hung up on Cinder.

Sam started to rub his temples, as Roman had caused him stress that he did not need right now. Reaching the floor that his room was on, he began to walk tiredly to his room so that he could go to sleep as to prepare for the next day to come. Entering his room he walked to the large windows that allowed his to get a good view of Vale in its current night state. Before he could retire to his bedroom so that he could go to sleep, he was interrupted by the sound of his scroll going off from an incoming call from none other than Roman Torchwick.

"Heeeyyy S buddy, long time no see. Hey could you send me a-"

Cutting off Roman before he could finish his request. "Already called it in."

Upon answering Roman's request for an evac, Sam hung up on Roman, which brought a bit of peace to him. After entering his bedroom, he first took out his scroll, wallet, and devil smokes and placed them onto the nightstand next to his bed. He then began to carefully take off all of his clothing except for his black boxers, and crawl into the bed that seemed to call for him to sleep.

BREAK

As he woke up he could still feel that his body still needed some more rest, as he had quite the hectic day yesterday. Brushing off the tired feeling, he noticed that he was still in his wrappings that were two day old. He immediately discarded them and reached into his duffel bag and pulled out the familiar white gauze he used to wrap his stomach, torso, and shoulders and began wrapping. After wrapping and clothing himself completely, he double-checked that his mask's voice modifier was still functioning properly, and it was. Grabbing his three lose items and duffel bag, he walked out of his hotel room and made his way to the lobby to check out.

While in the elevator ride down, he called for a taxi to pick him up and take him to the airstrip and his aircraft's pilot to be ready to take him to Beacon. As the elevator came to a stop, he exited the elevator, returned the key to Mary, and bid her a farewell as he walked out of the hotel to the taxi that was waiting for him. Upon reaching the airstrip he saw the new students of Beacon boarding the rather large airship that would take them to Beacon. Walking to his comparatively smaller aircraft that he would be taking to Beacon, he stopped right in front of it so that he could get a good look at it.

His aircraft was much smaller than the aircraft next to it, but his aircraft was made with speed as the first priority and the amount of people it could carry as the second priority. The body of the aircraft had a slight bulge on the bottom of it that couldn't be worked around, but still had its elongated tail that broke of into three pieces where two were angled out from the bottom and one was raised up on the top portion of the tail. To propel itself into the air, it had two twin turbines that each attached to two small wings that reached out from the body of the aircraft. These turbines are capable of tilting into any angle to either propel the aircraft like a plane, or have it hover above the ground like a helicopter. While it didn't have wheels that would pop out from below like a plane would, it had thick, retractable stands that came out from both the back and front of the aircraft so that when it would be able to properly land if needed. Sam had opted to have the entire thing painted black, and the pilot's window as well as the three windows on each side of the aircraft tinted limo style from the outside, so that the pilot or the people riding the aircraft couldn't be seen.

Once Sam had finished admiring his aircraft he quickly boarded it as the transport ship to Beacon was already taking off. As his aircraft got into the air, he ordered the pilot to maintain a close distance to the large transport ship next to them for the entire ride to Beacon, unless they felt like getting shot out of the sky today. Once the pilot confirmed that he would maintain a close distance, Sam went into the cabin area of his aircraft and sat in one of the ten leather chairs that could be reclined, heated, and or cooled with a push of a button on the side of each individual chair. Since it would be a long ride to Beacon for his need to keep a constant speed and close distance to the airship that flew next to his, he decided to take a nap while he waited to get to Beacon.

BREAK

"Hello S, this is the pilot speaking. We are nearing Beacon Academy. I was given permission to enter the airspace and to be able to pick you up from and take you here whenever you call me in. All I'd like to say is… welcome to Beacon Academy S."

Waking up from his nap on the aircraft, he looked out of one of the windows and saw that he indeed was nearing Beacon Academy. Jumping out of his chair and cracking his bones to wake himself completely up, he began to walk towards the back of the aircraft as the only way to board it was from a ramp that lowered itself so that you could walk into or out of it easily. Seeing that most of the students were already exiting the large airship that had brought them to Beacon, Sam had the pilot hover over the ground near the statue in front of Beacon so that they wouldn't have to make a proper landing and take up more time.

Standing on the edge of the lowered ramp he jumped from a height of around six feet directly to the ground, having his shoes and legs absorbing most of the shock. He began walking towards the school in search of some sort of map that would lead him in the right direction of where he needed to be. He noticed that some of the students were giving him strange looks as he not only was wearing completely black attire, but he had also jumped from an aircraft that wasn't the one that they had come on. Brushing off the looks they gave him, he continued to walk towards Beacon until he saw someone he would never think to see again in his life… Weiss Schnee. 'Oh shit, what is she doing here. Don't tell me that she's attending Beacon as well… fuck, what other reason would she have for being here actually,' Sam slightly shifted his body around nervously as he hadn't planned to see this girl ever again after what he had done to her family. 'Maybe this is a chance for me to make myself look good in her eyes, but what could I do to fi- WHAT THE FUCK IS SHE DOING!'

Sam saw that she was chewing out and waving a lose container of red dust around a girl that resembled "Little Red Riding Hood" that appeared to be getting ready to sneeze. Sam quickly ran and tackled Weiss out of the way of the blast zone of the girl that was about to sneeze. Once he got her out of the explosion of various types of dust, he noticed that the bottom of his shoes were on fire. Calmly stomping out the fire that he had grown accustomed to seeing during his time in Hell, he tried to apologize to the heiress that he had just tackled but couldn't get a word out of his mouth as she was now chewing HIM out for saving her… but she must have not realized what could have happened.

"Release me at once you barbarian! Don't you know who I am!?"

Sam tried to say that he was sorry; as he had put a little too much energy behind that tackle he gave her. He was however cut off, by a girl in a black-buttoned vest with coattails, a white, sleeveless undershirt that exposed part of her midriff with white shorts that seemed to be connected to her shirt. The most noticeable feature about this girl would have to be the black bow that sat on top of her head.

"Your Weiss Schnee, heiress to the Schnee Dust Company, one of the largest producers of energy propellant in the world."

"Finally some recognition."

"The same company infamous for its controversial labor forces and questionable business partners."

Seeing as this was a key moment to escape from the awkward situation he had caused, Sam slipped away and managed to find a directory of the entire school… including the amphitheater where all new students were to go to hear the opening speech given by Headmaster Ozpin. Making his way to the amphitheater he saw that it was pretty packed, as all the other new students got the first pick of where they would sit, this was not as big a problem for Sam as he was taller than most of the students. So his view of the stage was mostly unhindered by being in the very far from the front of the stage. After a few seconds of waiting, he saw Ozpin head up to the microphone that was in the center of the stage and began his opening speech.

"I'll… keep this brief. You have traveled here today in search of knowledge, to hone your craft, and acquire new skills, and when you are finished, you plan to dedicate your life to the protection of the people…but I look amongst you… and all I see is wasted energy, in need of purpose, direction. You assume knowledge will free you of this, but your time at this school will only prove that knowledge can only carry your so far… it is up to you, to take the first step."

Once Ozpin finished his speech… with very little energy. Some woman that had light blonde hair that was tied off in a bun with a twist of hair falling to the right side of her face, a white long-sleeved suit that seemed to expose and accentuate her chest, and a black business skirt that had buttons running in a vertical line that covered the lower portion of her body, took over after Ozpin left the stage.

"You will gather in the ballroom tonight, tomorrow your initiation begins… be ready. You are dismissed."

'Well that was… interesting,' Sam thought, trying to understand why Ozpin seemed so void of emotions.

Seeing that Sam had already looked at the directory recently, he was able to remember where the ballroom was and quickly go there, lest someone tries to beat him to the ballroom and get a better spot to sleep in than him. Arriving at the ballroom he noticed two things. One, not many people were there, so he didn't have to worry that much about finding a good spot to sleep in. Two, and this one was probably his favorite… it was unisex. Both guys and girls were in here and didn't have to be separated by some huge divider, or red line they couldn't cross… although it was pretty obvious that the males occupied one side, while the girls occupied the other.

Looking out of the window he noticed that it was already dark out. Seeing that most of the people were setting up sleeping bags and wearing their pajamas, Sam felt a bit out of place, as he did not own any sleep wear or had a sleeping bag to sleep in. Looking at his options of either A) go to where the males were sleeping and simply lay down on the floor with no sleeping bag or wearing any form of pajamas. Or B) post up against the window sill he was looking out of and just sleep there with his back to the wall and his arms draped along his scrunched up legs… Sam went with the later option so that he wouldn't seem foolish.

As he managed to get himself into a comfortable in the somewhat awkward position he had put himself in, he slowly began to fall asleep. Before he could drift of to sleep though, the girl that he saw when he arrived at Beacon that had a bow in her hair asked him if it would be ok for her to read next to him on the window sill. Already falling asleep, Sam just raised his hand slightly in an uncaring manner to let the girl know that it was ok to read next to him. Once she had been given the somewhat lazy ok signal, she began to read next to him. The only noise she ever really made was the slight sound of her turning the pages in the book she was reading. Grateful that this girl wouldn't be making any irritating noises, Sam drifted of to sleep with the thoughts of what initiations would be like for him. 'I wonder what initiation will be like… oh well… I'll find out when the time comes.'

BREAK

Ok, chapter two of this story is finally finished and out

Damn, I did not expect this chapter to be this long, but… what can ya do

Anyways, Follow and or Favorite the story if you like what you read

If you have any questions or comments about the story PM me or leave it in a review and I'll answer your question if it doesn't compromise too much of what I have planned for the story

Singe out