Chapter 2: Initiation

Author's Note: Hey! Welcome back for another chapter! Again, sorry for the delay since I don't have a designated writing schedule and I just finished finals at my school so that's over with. Also, I have to travel and I can't bring my laptop 'cause it's too big ;-;. I now know that writing an entire chapter on my phone is a pain in the ass. I'm going to go into some of Terence's background in this chapter but not too much. Other than that, school's over so I can probably write a bit more. Happy reading!

Disclaimer: RWBY and all its characters are owned by the wonderful Rooster Teeth.

Terence

I sigh as I lay down on the thin sleeping bag. The small light next to me was not enough to illuminate the words of the book I was reading.

"Whatcha' readin'?" Sam asks as she plops down next to me, "Already studying for that pop quiz?"

"It's not a textbook," I say, slightly offended that in the time that we've met, Sam's already assigned me the title of nerd.

"I'm kidding," she punches my arm jokingly, "what's it about?"

"Well, it's about a boy who's on the run."

Sam seems extremely interested, so I continue, "The boy's had a tough past. His actions have hurt the people closest to him and he vows never to let anyone face the same fate they did, to be their protector and savior."

"The boy continues on his journey, acting as a vigilante," Arin steps in, "I'm not going to spoil the ending. It's a good book. The Man and the Moon, by Mitra Lynn."

"I've read the book a few times now, I'm surprised you have, Arin."

"What can I say," she shrugs smugly, "I'm a pretty avid reader."

"Boo," Sam groans, "You're all a bunch of nerds."

"Intellectuals," I correct and close the book, "It's getting late you guys, get some rest for tomorrow."

"C'mon Sam," Arin drags her along back to their sleeping bags, "Terence is right, get some rest."

"But I'm not tired," I hear Sam pout.

I chuckle and turn on my side. It's been a tiring day. Between the entire trip, to the brawl, my arm feels pretty sore actually.

I reach up and touch my shoulder and wince. That bruise is back. I'm not the best at healing, I'll get the hang of it soon enough.

My eyes get heavier as the minutes pass and I drift off.

I'm standing on the ship again. There's a bit of turbulence and I lose my balance, stepping backwards. I step on someone's foot and trip over them.

"Watch it!" He scowls, dust spilled all over me and the floor.

This again. "Sorry man," I get up, "Here, let me help you with that."

Another guy shoves me out of the way and I fall back down, "Hey! What was that for?" This isn't exactly how I remember it.

"Why didn't you save us?" The guy says, staring at me with wide eyes.

"What?" I'm confused, save who?

"Why didn't you save us?" The four chant in unison.

"Uh," I scoot backwards away from the four larger guys that were closing in on me.

My surroundings change. They seem to merge into a darkness. I'm soon surrounded by nothing, a black void.

"Hello?" my voice echoes but dissipates quickly.

Why didn't you do more?

I groan and clutch my head in my hands. I've got a massive headache.

You could've saved us…

"I don't know who you are!" I shout, still holding my head. My eyes are closed tightly, but that's not enough to keep me from seeing.

In the darkness I see a figure who appears to be chained to a chair, lifeless. Slowly, inching towards me, I recognize the face.

"Arin!" I call out. Immediately, the headache returns, even greater this time. I fight it as I open my eyes once again.

She's staring at me with blank eyes, Why didn't you save us?

What's going on? I think to myself.

You know what to do…

"SHUT UP!"

I bolt up, panting. Everyone's still asleep, great, I thought I had called out in my sleep or something.

I glance over at the corner at which Arin and Sam were sleeping, still there. I let out a sigh of relief, they were safe, thank god.

I lie down again and try to drift back to sleep, but with no avail. I groan and sit back up, glancing out the windows. The sun had already risen. Huh, time really does move faster when you're sleeping.

I stretched my arms out and reach for my hoodie a few feet away from me. I grab my clothes and head to the restroom to change.

I stare at my reflection in the mirror and sigh. I've been having dreams like that one for a while, it's always different but always the same idea. You could've saved us. Saved who? I have no clue.

I splash water on my face and fix my bed head, hopefully I can forget about it during the day.

I brush my teeth and return to the commonplace. A few people are getting up slowly as I begin to pack up my sleeping bag. I tip toe over towards the two sleeping girls and set my bag down next to them. I was going out for a walk.

The campus was pretty peaceful in the morning, birds singing and the cool late-summer breeze. The leaves of the trees are still green, but a few are beginning to turn to different shades of brown and red.

I returned to the spot where we had that quarrel yesterday. I bent down on one knee and felt the floor where I had stood, there was a small indent. Probably from the aura shield.

I begin to think to myself. What if Arin and Sam didn't show up? Would I still have won against all four of them? Maybe, but I'm being too cocky. I remembered Arin's technique yesterday during battle. She's got pretty good form for a fencer. I'll have to ask her about that slash move that she did.

Right then, I felt a vibration in my pocket. I pulled out my scroll and unlocked it. First call to Breakfast 8:00am. it read. As a sign, my stomach growls and I make my way towards the main hall.

"Hey," Arin sits down next to me, "We were wondering where you went off to this morning."

"Just went for a walk," I explained, "Wanted to get a look of the school."

Sam takes a seat across from Arin, "Ozpin said to meet in the auditorium for initiation right?"

I nod, initiation, right. I've heard of Ozpin's strange initiation tests. Apparently, last year, he used chess pieces to determine teams. "Wonder what it's going to be like this year."

"He changes it every year?" Sam says with a mouthful of food, "I thought I'd be the same as the last."

I shake my head, "Ozpin's known for his unique initiation tests. I find it amazing how he finds the time or the creativity to come up with a new one every year."

"Maybe being headmaster is an easy job," Arin wonders, "Maybe he sits up in that clock tower everyday playing Remnant." [AN: For all of you that don't know, Remnant is that game Team RWBY was playing in the library similar to Risk].

I cough as I choke on the milk I was drinking. Imagine that, Professor Ozpin and Goodwitch sitting around all day playing a board game.

A smile tugs at the corner of my mouth as I shake my head, "Whatever the test is, we best be prepared. Testing begins soon, so we better hurry up and get to the auditorium," I say as I pick up my empty plate and utensils.

Arin leans backwards as I move behind her, "Leaving already?"

"Yeah," I rub my wrists, "I've got to go back to the commonplace to pick up my gauntlets."

Arin nods and returns to her food, "Alright, see you at the auditorium!" She and Sam both wave as I walk away.

I wave back and rub my wrists again, it feels so weird to have them unequipped. The missing weight of the devices makes me feel vulnerable. I head back to the commonplace as fast as I can.

I lock the two devices onto my wrists, thankful for the familiar weight on my forearms. I enter the packed auditorium and quickly scour the crowd for any sight of the two girls. No such luck, I listen to Ozpin's speech from behind the crowd.

"Good morning," Professor Ozpin speaks into the microphone. Everyone is either too nervous or too scared to cheer.

"Let me explain the initiation process to those who are not already familiar with it," Ozpin begins, "First-year students will be divided into groups of sixteen, each group will be individually analyzed."

I gulp. Somehow, he seems really intimidating at this one moment.

"From these groups of sixteen initiates will immerge four teams of four students," Ozpin continues his speech, "These teams will remain the same for your entire stay here at Beacon, so choose carefully."

A few gasps of surprise litter the crowd. When I first learnt of this myself, I was surprised too. Entire stay? Sounded pretty harsh. What if you didn't like your team? What if you didn't get along? I've always been worried about that.

Ozpin finished up his speech, "You will receive further instructions before your test. As of now, your group number will appear on your scrolls. Good luck, and happy hunting."

I immediately pull out my scroll and sure enough, in the upper right hand corner there are two numbers written there. 02. Group 2, so that means I'll be in a team with anyone else that's in the same group.

I tap the number and it brings me to a screen of sixteen squares. The images load and I recognize a few faces.

I smile when I see Arin and Sam on the same page. But immediately below them I see Raymond and his thugs.

Damnit, I think myself, what if I get put into a team with them? There's no way I wouldn't kill myself then.

I felt the wind knocked out of me when someone slapped me on the back a bit too hard.

"You ready for testing?" Sam says in her usual cheery tone.

I groan, "I hope so. I mean, I don't want to get placed in a team with people I dislike, especially when Raymond's crew is in the same division as us."

Arin glances over at the four boys that attacked us yesterday, thankfully they haven't noticed us. Raymond Irvin, first-year, jerk. That's the extent of my knowledge on the guy. His other thugs are Orion, Maximillian, and Lawrence, all of which seem to be bigger and stronger than me; physically, that is.

Arin scowls and balls up her fists, she looks like she wants to punch the guys in the teeth. I hold her back, "It's not worth getting into another fight. Unless they provoke us first, it's better off picking fights when we're in the Emerald Forest."

Arin nods and unclenches her fist, but I can still see the anger in her eyes, "When's our time?" She asks, changing the subject.

I glance at the scroll once more, "It says 11:00, we could catch lunch afterwards."

Sam nods enthusiastically, "Great! We better get ready, 11:00's not too far off. C'mon Arin, let's go!" She grabs Arin's hand and pulls her away.

"Wait… Woah!" She doesn't finish her sentence. She waves goodbye and I casually salute back. I'm instantly reminded of the dream I had the night before. I shake my head, trying my hardest to forget about it. They're gonna be fine, I reassure myself, just fine.

We stand before Ozpin on silver squares. He looks at each one of us carefully, analyzing us. He stops a few steps away from me and looks at a boy with blond hair, "Luther Yahto," he says, "Welcome to Beacon."

"Thank you sir," the Luther kid says formally.

He continues down the line and stops only a few times to glance at a few of us. "The test will take place in the Emerald Forest below." He gestures to the forest beyond the cliff, "at the northernmost point of the forest will be a set of relics. You are to retrieve one, and only one, and return to the top of the cliff as fast as possible. You will be graded accordingly."

Sam raises her hand, "what about teams?"

"Teams will be arranged later on after initiation," Ozpin adds, "Remember, do not hesitate to destroy anything in your path, or you will die."

Goodwitch stepped forward, "Your scrolls are equipped with a tracking device. You may activate the map function on the scroll to get a lay of the land as well as the location of other initiates." She takes out her own scroll and displays a holographic map of the forest. The southern most point has eighteen blue dots which I assume are us. The temple is highlighted at the end of the forest. "If there are no more questions we will begin testing."

"Good," Ozpin says, "Let us begin."

The leftmost panel flies open, sending the first initiate flying into the air. So we're going to be flung into the forest? Doesn't seem so efficient or affective to say the least.

Sam smirks as she puts one foot forward. She winks at me and a second later, she's gone.

Arin seems a bit uneasy. It's easy to tell that this wasn't what she was expecting at all, but she seems confident. She turns to me and with a reassuring glance, she's off.

My turn. I brace myself and take stance. Soon enough the panel below me ejects me into the air with great speed and I find it hard to keep form. And I'm falling.

"Woahhhh," I activate my gauntlets , which assemble around my hands. It begins to glow a green tint as it powers on and propels me forward with the power of air dust.

"WOOOO!" I whoop as I fly through the air. I squint my eyes as it's hard to keep them open with all this drag.

I close my eyes for just a second and I begin to loose control. I'm loosing altitude, fast. Soon enough, I'm hitting the tops of trees and crashing through tree branches. I stick my hand hands in front of me and blast wind out of the gauntlets. The strategy slows me down a bit, but not enough. I hit the ground, roll, and slide against the dirt.

I groan as I get up and dust myself off. I'm covered in scrapes and bruises, I give aura healing a shot. A white glow surrounds my body as the cuts close and the bruises dissipate. It's a temporary solution as I don't have complete control over my semblance yet. The cuts and bruises come back after a while, but much less severe.

I sigh and my gauntlets collapse back into their inactive form. "Which way is north," I ask myself, pulling out my scroll. The compass says its to my left, which I follow.

After a few minutes of walking, I hear a rustling in the distance. "Hello?" I call out, "anyone there?" More rustling, no response. I activate my gauntlets once again in case it really is a Grimm. I push past the bushes and my eye catches movement on my right.

"Who's there?" I call out again, "Sam, if that's you this is not funny!" I try to joke, but it comes out sounding weak.

I hear growling behind me. Grimm, I frown. I turn around, ready to blast it's face away when something whizzes past my ear. The Grimm that stands before my is frozen in place with a single black dot on its forehead. A bullet hole? The creature collapses to the ground with a loud thud and turn back to look for the sniper.

I feel a presence move behind cover roughly 200 meters ahead of me and I run.

Whoever this is, they're fast. I sprint through the forest, pushing away branches and jumping over logs.

I see the end of the forest and feel relieved, whoever it is they've got to be there.

My foot hits a rock and I trip again, skidding to a stop. I groan and look forward, I've reached the end? This is, another cliff? I stand up and lean against a tree that stranger is nowhere to be found. Whoever it was may have saved my life back there. I peer over the second cliff to get a view of my surroundings when I remember the map Goodwitch had offered us.

I pull it out hurriedly and the hologram flickers to life. A blue dot stands in the middle of the map next to a small drop, I'm guessing that's me. Most of the other initiates are behind me but there're a few that are in the lead. All of them, however, seem too far off to have been the sniper.

I'm not too far off from the temple now. I lock my scroll and return it to my pocket. I look over the edge of the cliff, it's not too high. Might as well give it a shot. I lean back and let the wind rush past me. I put my hands at my sides and blast wind out of my gauntlets. I saw this in a movie once. I begin to slow down and begin hovering as I approach the ground. Tricky part is landing. My gauntlets deactivate, and I hit the floor. I stumble a bit but I don't fall. I've gotta work on that landing, I jog towards the temple.

The forest opens up into a clearing once more, in the center stands five stone pillars surrounding smaller stone pedestals, each holding a small object. I take a closer look and get a better view of the relics.

"Cards?" I look at the thin cards standing on end. They're playing cards? I only see face cards though.

I scour the collection of relics as I know that once I pick one up it will be bound to me. Kings, queens, and jacks of all four suits. I realize all the aces are missing. I come upon the only ace card I see, the ace of spades, and pick it up. I feel my scroll vibrate. As I unlock it once more, the screen displays a line of text: Terence Cordovan, Ace of Spades. The map now displays the shapes above three other initiates, they're all aces. The one in the lead seems to be the ace of cloves, who appears to be the closest to returning to the start.

I'm about the head back when I hear a scream. The map shows an imitate not far from my location, westward. I sprint towards the scream with my gauntlets at the ready.

I'm surprised when a girl runs past me in the opposite direction and I skid to a stop. I scratch my head as the trees behind me give way to a massive Grimm scorpion breaks through the tree line.

"Oh dear," I sigh, two glowing blue orbs forming in the palms of my hand, dust enhanced aura spheres. I chuck the spheres at the scorpion, creating ice explosions on impact. It slows down the Deathstalker but it doesn't stop it.

The screaming girl seems to have regained her confidence as she now stands next to me two whips in hand. She cracks the whips at the scorpion's claws which actually pushes back the Deathstalker.

An opening, I run at the creature, another aura blast charging up, and launch myself into the air. I latch onto the head of the scorpion and punch it a few times to get it's attention.

"What are you doing?" The girl screams at me, "Do you want to die?"

"Not really," I reply, punching it's head a few more times. It notices me and tries to shake me off. I use the armor on its head as a grip and hold on as the scorpion violently tries to get rid of me.

The Deathstalker then lunges its stinger at me. I jump out of the way as the stinger pierces the plating. The giant scorpion falls down, lifeless, and dissipates into smoke.

I lie down on my back and laugh, "Yeah!"

"Holy dust that worked," the girl with the whips stands over me, "that was a stupid move ya' know."

"Yeah but it worked," I dust myself off, "thanks for the assist back there. Those whips seemed really effective."

A smug grin tugs at her lips, "Don't mention it, the name's Sadie."

"Terence," I reply and turn back towards the forest, "I better get going. You should too."

"Right," Sadie nods, "good luck out there."

"You too," I return to the forest.

A few seconds later, my scroll dings and another shape appears on the map, a queen of cloves, probably Sadie. The other initiates seem to be closing in on the temple as I'm headed in the opposite direction. I might even run into another initiate at this point.

I don't. The forest seems quieter than before, no sounds of gunfire or the clashing of weapons. No growling of Grimm or my stomach. A breeze blows fallen leaves past my feet as I walk through the forest. If you ignore all the monsters and death scattered around, the Emerald Forest actually seems like a peaceful place where you might go for a picnic.

That's a terrible idea, I think to myself and continue my path.

My stroll is interrupted by a crack of a branch. I stop suddenly, scouring my surroundings. Nothing in sight, I continue to walk back towards the start. Another crack.

I use my gauntlets to pull a breeze into ground level, and I hear the flutter of clothes to my right.

There you are. Realizing his position has been given away, he steps out into the open.

Luther? It's the guy Ozpin addressed up on the cliff. What's he doing following me? He holds a large sniper rifle in his hands. Attached to the barrel is a blade. Gunblade, impressive.

"You found me," he says in a low voice, "Congratulations."

"Why're you following me?" I ask.

"I was just confirming my suspicions," Luther states, "seems I was right."

Right? Right about what? I change the subject, "You better get going, temple's thataway." I point behind me.

He chuckles, "I am aware. However, I've already received my relic." He holds up a card; the King of Spades.

Spades, same as mine, "Well that's great! I better be going then. See ya!" I dart into the shrubbery and back on path towards the start. For a moment there I had forgotten that they were scoring us. He seemed kind of strange to me, but I have to recall that I kind of looked that way to Sam and Arin when I first met them. What suspicions was he talking about? I push the thought aside, initiation first.

The forest begins to slope upward as I get closer to the start. I open up the map, it appears that all the other initiates have retrieved their relics and have begun to make their way back. I see the three other spades scattered around the forest. The king, which I recognize as Luther, and the other spades aren't too far behind me.

Ahead of me seems to be a set of ruins that've seen many battles. I trace the damage on one of the pillars and come across a black hair stuck inside the crack.

Curious, I retrieve the hair. It's not a hair.

What the hell is this? A screech snaps me out of my though as I spot a horde of Grimm.

I duck behind a pillar to avoid them. I didn't get a good look so I peek out. Are those Creeps? What are Creeps doing in the Emerald Forest?

I hear a rustling from a pair of bushes close to the pillar I hid behind.

"Whoever's there please help," I grow more and more worried.

More rustling, God I hope it isn't another Grimm. Then a fake growl comes from the bush.

"Goddamnit Sam, get out here and help."

Laughter comes from behind the bush as Sam stands up, "Hey, it was actually me— Woah!" I pull her next to me behind the pillar.

"Quit fooling around," I peek around the corner again, "what do you have to help?"

"I got these," twirling her batons which were crackling with electricity, "but they're for melee only."

The thought of electricity sparked an idea in my mind. Ha, puns. With my gauntlets I can create water powered attacks with water dust. Thing is, it's pure water, no other particles. Pure water by itself can't conduct electricity, right?

"Sam is there any way you can stir up the dust and dirt on the floor?" I ask. She disappears with a burst of wind and reappears a few seconds later.

"Uh," I look behind her and at the massive dust cloud enveloping the Grimm, "What?"

"I'm quick," Sam shrugs smugly.

"Alright, that's good," I ready my gauntlets, "I'm going to need you for something else."

"Your call," Sam takes stance behind me.

I switch my gauntlets to water dust and lob an aura sphere into the dust cloud. Hopefully it picks up that debris and covers a large enough area.

"Sam," I turn to her, "We're going to run in, you're going to shock the floor, we're going to take down the Creeps when they're paralyzed, and hopefully not die."

Sam raises her hand in the air like a student in a classroom, "I have a question."

"Shoot."

"What are Creeps?"

I sigh, "Creeps are mutated Grimm that stand on their two hind legs and have no forelimbs."

"Oh," Sam taps her chin, "Oh! You mean those dinosaur-looking things?"

"Sure," I say, "Whatever floats your boat."

We peek around the pillar once more, the dust has settled and the Creeps stand in a shallow pool of water. We sprint towards the beasts, well, I sprint and Sam just disappears as she whizzes past me. She does a front-flip, touching the water slightly with the batons, and then launches herself out of the area.

I see the electricity take effect as the Grimm twitch and spasm and I ready my gauntlets to uppercut one in the face.

Doesn't really go to plan as the Creeps recover faster than I had anticipated. The Creep turns quickly and headbutts me into the dirt.

Sam stops abruptly at my side, "You alright?" She helps me up.

"I'm fine," the Grimm are angry now, great, "guess we'll have to do this the hard way."

"The hard way's always more fun though," Sam twirls her batons.

She's got a good point, we charge at the Grimm, weapons ready.

I punch a Creep out of the way. As it flies backwards it suddenly jerks to the right and lands on the ground, lifeless. Another bullet hole.

I look to my left, there stands Luther with his eye in the sights of this rifle. He gives me a thumbs up and returns to sniping the Grimm.

I grin, we're gonna need all the help we can get. I feel a presence behind me and I turn just in time to punch a Creep into the ground.

"Hey!" I hear a voice shout. I turn to see Arin running to us, "Hit the floor!"

Sam literally does a belly flop on the floor, barely dodging a bite from a Creep, while I jump forward and roll to dodge my own Creep.

Arin unsheathes one of her rapiers. Taking stance, she charges and slashes at the air. An invisible wave passes right over our heads and slices right through some of the Grimm, disintegrating them into smoke.

I get up and nod at Arin, who returns it. "Great!" She says, "the gang's all here."

Luther speaks up, "I never signed up to be part of this 'gang'…"

"Doesn't matter," I count up the remaining Grimm, "What does matter is that we take care of these Creeps."

"Already ahead of you," Sam zooms off to fight. We chase after her, taking down the Grimm one after the other.

"Terence!" Arin pierces a Grimm, but jumps back, "Switch!"

I jump in and give it an ice jump in the face. It flies back and dissolves.

"Nice!" We high five, "I think that might've been the last one."

"Now what?" Luther approaches us, he points at the cliff, "how do we get up there?"

I scratch my head and open the ammo storage of my gauntlets. I scroll through the different crystals when I get to a green crystal. It seemed to still be in good shape. I close the compartment.

"I might have any idea," I say, activating my gauntlet. Once again, they glow a green color and I raise my hands. The winds swirl at our feet, growing faster and faster.

"Uh," Luther seems skeptical, "is this safe?"

"Sure it is," Arin reassures him, "right Terence?"

I don't answer as I'm trying to concentrate on lifting us off the ground. We achieve lift and we hover above the ground, the atmospheric pressure beneath our feet keeping us in the air. I lift my hands and we fly higher along the cliffside.

When we reach the top, the others hop off before I take my leave. I give a sigh a relief as my feet touch the ground once again. I was really nervous that half minute we were in the air. Sam seems in worse shape as she's clutching her knees away from the cliff.

"Welcome back," Professor Ozpin greets us, "three others have returned before you four. I have to say, I am impressed by your coordination together as a group."

"Pshh," Sam waves him off, she seems to have recovered, "that was nothing."

Ozpin smiles, "Whatever it was, you four did well. You man return to the campus. Your teams will be announced tomorrow."

"I'm telling you," Sam says with a mouthful of food, "those four jerks are going to be grouped into a team. Guaranteed."

I hold my hands up in defense, "Alright, alright." I hadn't run into any of Raymond's gang back in the forest, so I'm not worried about being placed in the same team as them.

"Don't worry about it, Terence," Arin puts her hand on my shoulder, "we've done what we can. Now we just have to wait."

Luther smiles, "You guys did well back there."

"Thank you," I say, "you did as well. Oh, and thanks for the save in the forest."

He seems confused and then remembers, "Oh that! That was nothing; easy pickings, I took the shot."

Sam stretches and yawns, "well, that was tiring. I'm going to take a nap. See you guys at dinner."

"See ya Sam," we wave good bye. Luther gets up next, "I gotta restock on some ammo, I'll be leaving too."

He walks out of the hall, leaving Arin and I by ourselves.

"Back there," Arin twirls a fork, "How did you do it?"

"It?" I ask, "you mean the lift? I'm not too sure myself."

"I'm curious as to how your gauntlets work," she leans on her arm, "what do they do?"

"Well," I say, unlocking the device and placing it on the table. I begin to talk about my semblance and how the gauntlets amplify and enhance it.

In the back of my mind I'm worried about teams, but that'll all be settled by tomorrow. Right now, I just have to worry about what to do before dinner.

Tomorrow's going to be pretty eventful.

End of Chapter 2

Authors Note: Whoo! Finally done! This a bit longer than the last chapter cause I kinda got carried away on the ten hour plane ride. Honestly, I feel like that last part in the Emerald Forest was a bit rushed. I need to work on my battle scenes and fighting techniques. That aside, I'm going to write some more over this short winter break that I have so I might be able to get another chapter in by the end of the week. Some of Terence's past and abilities was revealed, but I'm probably going to wait a bit before I reveal everything. Again, if you guys spot any errors, have any requests, or just want to give constructive criticism, please do not hesitate to DM me. Also, please follow story if you want to receive any updates to when I post a new chapter.

That's pretty much it I think. Thanks for reading. 'Till next time.

-T