I DO NOT OWN STAR WARS NOR RWBY!

In an interrogation in the Vale police station sat two teenagers, one in red, and one in black.

Cyrus was sitting in a chair pondering on all of his options for getting of his current predicament.

1) He could easily break out the chains using the force, and attempt to fight everyone there.

2) He could take Ruby hostage, and release her once they leave the kingdom.

3) Or the most reasonable solution, use his Jedi training and just talk his way out, with maybes little help from the force.

Cyrus was still deep in thought when two figures walked into the room, one, he clearly identifies as the professor from beacon academy, Mrs. Goodwhich, while the other, clearly male, stayed in the shadows.

Mrs. Goodwhich then proceeded to say, "I hope that both of you realize that your actions tonight will not be taken lightly, children. You both put yourselves and others in great danger."

This was followed by Cyrus and Ruby both feeling defensive of there actions, with Ruby saying, "They started it!"

Glynda then stated with a voice of pure ice, "If it were up to me, you'd both be sent home…" (Ruby clearly started to feel relieved) "With a pat on the back" (She notices Ruby's smile) "And a slap on the wrist." (She demonstrates with her wand, which Ruby barely avoids as she gives out an "Eeek!") "But," She continues, "There is someone here who would like to meet you two."

Cyrus, who remained silent with a stoic expression on his face, sees the man who was previously hidden, come forward out of the shadows with a mug of coffee in one had, and a pretty sizable plate of cookies in the other. The man, having silver hair, a green scarf, and a small pair of sunglasses resting on his nose steps forward to where both Cyrus and Ruby could see every detail of his persona.

The silver haired man directs his attention towards Ruby, and starts speaking, "Ruby Rose..." (He leans in to look at her face) "You... have silver eyes."

Being completely caught off guard by the statement from out of nowhere, she tries to start respond, "Uh, um…".

But before she could say a single word, she is cut of by the man speaking again. "So! Where did you learn to do this?" He asked, gesturing with his head to his scroll showing Ruby's fighting.

"S-Signal Academy," she slowly replied.

"They taught you to use one of the most dangerous weapons ever designed?" He asked quizzically.

"Well, one teacher in particular." Ruby states, unsure of where the conversation was going.

"I see..." he said bluntly, while he steps forward, placing the plate of cookies in front of Ruby, whom had been eyeing them since she first saw them. She tentatively picks one up, eats it in a single bite, and then, not seeing any rebuttal, shovels the rest into her mouth. "It's just that I've only seen one other scythe-wielder of that skill before. A dusty, old crow..." said the silver haired man, finishing his previous statement.

Ruby then starts to speak, but all sound is muffled as a result of a mouth being filled with cookies. After swallowing, she tries again, being only slightly embarrassed, "Sorry. That's my Uncle Qrow! He's a teacher at Signal. I was complete garbage before he took me under his wing. And now, I'm all like— Hooowaaah! Witchaaaa!" She excitedly said, proceeding to make some karate-style poses and noises.

"So I've noticed." Ozpin said, placing his cup on the table as he leans in, then sits down opposite Ruby and the silent Cyrus, "And what is an adorable girl such as yourself doing at a school designed to train warriors?"

"Well... I want to be a Huntress." Said Ruby

"You want to slay monsters?" Ozpin asked, but not out of concern.

"Yeah! I only have two more years of training left at Signal! And then I'm going to apply to Beacon!" Ruby begins talking faster and faster with her enthusiasm growing, "You see, my sister's starting there this year, and she's trying to become a Huntress, and I'm trying to become a Huntress 'cause I wanna help people. My parents always taught us to help others, so I thought, Hey, I might as well make a career out of it!" She stops her rambling to giggle, then continues, "I mean the police are alright, but Huntsmen and Huntresses are just so much more romantic and exciting and cool and really, gosh, you know!" Ruby completely flips out at the last part, staring at the two with a wide, crazy smile.

Glynda and Ozpin study her.

"Do you know who I am?" Asked Ozpin.

"You're Professor Ozpin. You're the headmaster at Beacon." Said Ruby, a little more serious.

"Hello."

"Nice to meet you."

"You want to come to my school?"

"More than anything.."

Ozpin turns, exchanging glances with Glynda, who shows her disapproval with a "Hmmph" before he turns back to Ruby, "Well, okay."

Ruby smiles, wide-eyed and open-mouthed.

Everyone grew silent as as they turned their heads to the only person in the room who has yet to say a single word.

"And, who might you be?" Asked a honestly surprised Ozpin, "I never found anything on who, or what you are. You have to be about Ruby's age, and yet I have yet to put a name to your face." He pulls out the scroll again, showing another video, but this one was of Cyrus.

The video shows him, at one point, standing and watching Ruby's fight, but within the next second, he is shown to have disappeared. But in reality, faster than the human eye could even track, he sprinted forward, cut through Torchwick's cane, and ended up on the other side of Roman, within the blink of an eye.

"One of the main, and most important questions I really need to ask is, how, in Oum's name, did you cut through the cane, like it was made of butter? It is made out of a metal that is proven to be indestructible, and it offered little resistance to whatever you weapon was," asked Ozpin truly concerned.

Cyrus knew that this man would be impervious to the Jedi mind trick because, it didn't take a Jedi to see that Ozpin is both physically and mentally strong. So Cyrus spoke truthfully.

"My weapons, they are called a lightsabers, they have blades made of superheated plasma that could pretty much cut through anything, including all known metals, and most concerning, aura. Before you may ask, yes, I did make them myself, no, I have never killed anything other than Grimm, no, we are the only ones that know about them, yes, they have low power modes that would deflect objects, leavening them damaged, and yes, I would like to attend your school, since I have no other place of residence," Said Cyrus, answering every single one of Ozpin's Questions before they were even asked, leaving everyone in the room speechless, and Cyrus smirking.