The air was tingling with tension, thick like honey.
Yang Xiao Long and Jeff McLoser were staring each other down.
The audience of the whole school ( excluding the teachers, absolutely no idea where any of them where. ) was watching with a combination of excitement and dread. Every one here knew how potentially dangerous an angry Yang is to every one in the vicinity, so the rest of team RWBY assumed Jeff was a dead man. He had pissed their final member in the team so much, that there was no going back now. The hospital had another person on his way to their soft, warm silk beds.
But the latest child of the McLoser family was cunning and vicious, so dangerous when he was mad that he just might have a chance against this brawler.
Around her, the shiny tiles of the floor began to sparkle and crack.
Next to Jeff, Ruby swiftly removed her hands from the sides of her head to tug at his arm desperately
"Please, sit down, please!"
Her hurried words were lost in the ringing he heard in his ruddy ears. The only thing that reached his brain was the growling of Yang.
"What are waiting for Jeff? Too scared?"
She was taunting him, smiling at him in a satisfied kind of way, as if she knew he hated it.
"Too frightened of a girl?"
Jeff hated being toyed with. He was trembling with rage. The veins of his forehead popped out of his light skin.
A beautiful smile crawled upon her face at his reaction.
"So, you going to do something, or am i just going to have to wait?"
"SHUT UP!"
Jeff ran at her, fuming beyond comprehension, angrier than he had ever been before, his brain clouded by his fury. All thoughts that he could get comfortable in this animated world crumbled into dust. Heat rising above his neck, arms outstretched like he was a really mad blind man, he flew towards a amused Yang.
"FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAK YOUUUUUUUUUUUUU!"
Shoving her in the chest as hard as he could, every single molecule of energy forced into his hands, a shock wave blasted forth from his sweaty palms.
Alas, Yang only stumbled back, barely hurt, mostly confused at this dude's weak push. Despite the strong words, he really was a weakling. At least, to her he was.
Stumbling back only a few inches, she grinned and pulled back her right arm, ready to strike.
But a yell streaked through the air
"STOOOOOOOP!"
Professor Ozpin strode towards the two, pushing apart the massive crowds.
"Ms Xiao Long, what is the meaning of this?"
Yang opened her mouth, but Weiss answered
"Sir, he started it. He kept on staring at us like a total creep."
With the face of a startled Ozpin gazing at him, Jeff spat out
"That isn't true."
Now, this sentence isn't true, he did stare at them. But Jeff McLoser wasn't one to care for integrity or honour.
The principle shook the white hair out his eyes and beckoned for him to follow.
As they left the hall, everyone went back to doing whatever they were doing previously, as if a stand off happened every once and a while, but Yang taunted him one last time.
Her pink tongue reached for him, infuriating him to the point of uncontrollable anger.
He bent his legs, grabbed the knife in his pocket, ready to lunge forward and stab this girl's brains out.
Before he could, Ozpin's calm voice cut into his demented thoughts of murdering a teenager.
"Stay where you are Mr McLoser, don't be a fool."
They walked up to the principle's office, which was made primarily of pearl white slabs, floor to ceiling circular windows, gears and gun metal clock hands twirling inside. The room had no light source, but seemed to never be dark enough were you couldn't see. In the end of the room, sat a wooden table and chair, laden with large paper stacks. A long candy cane shaped stick leant against it.
The shoes of Ozpin clacked across the smooth, cold floor, sitting in his wooden throne.
He motioned for Jeff to sit on the stool in front of him.
"Sit."
Jeff slowly descended into his pitiful chair, clutching onto it's sides with a bored expression.
"What is it?"
"What is it, sir."
Jeff rolled his eyes, with a groan.
"What is it, SIR."
Ozpin observed him through his round spectacles with great distaste.
Putting his hands together, he said grimly
"I do not tolerate insolence, Jeff."
The man in front of him put his hands together in a similar fashion, coping him and surveying the principle mockingly.
"Fine. What have you summoned me for?"
"Well, we think we have found what brought you here."
Jeff blinked.
Ozpin smiled triumphantly.
"Did you seriously think that i would be gullible enough to believe your story?"
He took a stack of documents from the side of his great oak table and looked through them.
"A student who came late? You, Mr McLoser, are a terrible liar."
"What else do you know about me?"
Ozpin flipped through the papers carefully, peering at each one of them in great interest.
"I know that you're not from here. You're from a different reality, a different world maybe, far far away from ours. And we might know where you have come from."