"WAKE UP!" came a shrill voice in Ruby's ear. Ruby jumped as if she had been hit by a lightning bolt and promptly fell off her bed, landing painfully on her back at the feet of her team mate, Weiss Schnee. Looking up, her vision blurry, she saw furious blue eyes piercing her sleepy brain as she struggled to find out what happened. She relaxed when she realized she was in her dorm room, though that feeling didn't last long, as she didn't remember how she had gotten there.

Memories came rushing back, about everything that had happened. Jet, his weapon, the overwhelming feeling of tiredness and familiarity. Had he brought her up here? How had he accessed Beacon even past curfew?

Ruby looked up at Weiss, disorientated. Weiss, having no such distracting thoughts, pulled her teammate up to her feet, Ruby letting out a surprised little 'eep' as she was pulled sharply to her feet.

"It's a good thing you weren't attending classes today." Weiss said, shaking Ruby a little to help pull her back into reality. Ruby shook off the tiredness, then looked at Weiss.

"It's Thursday though." she said, trying her best to ignore the fact that her whole team was awake before she was.

"Dolt, don't you remember? Ozpin let us off for the day to recuperate." Weiss replied, turning away as Ruby literally dashed through the shower after flying out of bed, then walked down to the cafeteria with Weiss, intending to catch up with Blake and Yang.


They found the other half of RWBY sat in their usual spot, although team JNPR was nowhere to be found. They were not who Ruby were looking for, however.

Her eyes scanned around the tables until they found the one she was looking for.

At one of the corners of the dining area, Jet sat, Ruby once again feeling a lift of her heart at the sight of him that she couldn't justify, seemingly having a staring contest with a silver-haired girl opposite him. He wasn't blinking. As Ruby stared, he broke and gave what seemed to be a quiet laugh. Both his and the girl's voices were inaudible amongst the clamour of the cafeteria.

"Ruby?" Weiss called. Ruby tore her eyes off the pair towards her team. "Why are you staring at those two?"

"Oh, one of them's a friend I met last night." Ruby replied.

"The same one that put you in bed last night?" Blake asked, as she sat down. She then ducked as Yang choked out the drink she had been just about to swallow, while Weiss gave her and Ruby a wide-eyed stare.

"Wait, p-p-put me to bed?" Ruby shakily responded, as Yang erupted into a coughing fit, still choking on the drink, slamming a fist on the table that caused the whole thing to wobble dangerously. What had Jet been doing when she fell asleep? It had been weird that she'd just fallen asleep like that, but still.

"I was woken up last night by the door opening. He used your scroll." Blake explained. "Black hair, green eyes, dark jacket, right?" At Ruby's nod, she continued. "He took the duvet off your bed, then put you into the bed, then threw the duvet back on. He tucked you in."

Jet had tucked her in? Part of Ruby was creeped out, another was embarrassed, yet another was thankful. And another was charmed. It was a sweet gesture for Jet to take that much care of her despite her being none the wiser. Distracted as Ruby understandably was, she nearly missed the rest of Blake's story.

"He then took one last look, and left." Blake finished. "Looks like you have an admirer."

Ruby blushed at that. Jet didn't seem like that kind of guy when she'd talked to him. He'd been calm and didn't speak very loudly at all. There was the weird way that he spoke, reminding her of Ozpin, but other than that, nothing out of the ordinary about him.

Aside from all the… feelings.

Yang sat up, having already finished a breakfast which she would call 'normal', if she thought 'normal' meant a large helping of pancakes and breakfast cereal, and left the table.

"I'm going to meet and greet." Yang said jovially, headed in Jet's direction, seemingly unaffected by the choking fit she'd had earlier.


"I'm surprised that it worked." Jet replied to Izzet's comment, remembering the practise combat he'd done back in Vale not too long ago. He raised a mug of tea and clinked with his silver-haired teammate. She gave him a smile and a wink with her icy blue left eye even as her blood red one continued to stare. If she were to stand, she'd be roughly half a head taller than him. She was wearing a dark jacket, much like himself. His whole team wore them, after all. Truly a legion at heart.

"Hi!" A girl's voice, loud and clear, interrupted his thoughts. He glanced up and saw a pretty girl, much taller than him, with a long mane of blonde hair and eyes he would have mistaken for amethysts had he not known better. She greeted him with a cheery smile, and Jet replied with one of his own. Izzet, following his lead, did the same, albeit hers was a little smaller.

"Hello. You must be Ruby Rose's sister." Jet asked, already noticing the similarities between her and the caped girl he'd met last night. "Yang, right?" He held out his hand, noting the momentary surprise in her eyes, before Yang took his hand in a firm grip.

"Yup. You're Jet, right?" Yang asked, taking a seat to his left on the square table. "I heard what you did for Ruby last night, thanks for that by the way." Out of the corner of his eye, Jet noticed Izzet flash him a curious look. Resolving to tell her later, Jet turned his attention back to Yang.

"Don't mention it, it was the least I could do at the time." Jet replied politely. Yang then turned to look at Izzet, who so far hadn't said anything since her arrival.

"What's your name?" Yang asked. Izzet turned her gaze on Jet and winked using her red eye. It was a code, telling him that it was fine with her if her red eye was closed by the wink.

"Izzet, and she's a mute." Jet replied. Izzet held out a hand in reply, and Yang shook it. She then put a hand to her chin, her finger brushing her lips as she tilted her head. Jet, recognising it as curiosity regarding her team, spoke for her. "She's wondering which team you're on."

"Oh, I'm in RWBY. One of the best." Yang said with a wink. At this, Izzet flashed Jet a smile, and he knew what she wanted him to say.

"LIJN." Jet responded. He didn't challenge it, and he knew why. Izzet gave him another glance out of the corner of his eye, and he winked, his own non-verbal way of saying 'Don't worry, I'm on it.' She nodded. "We were just talking about the last training we did in Vale this morning."

"Training in Vale?" Yang asked, surprise prominent in her features. "I thought we weren't allowed."

"That didn't stop us." Jet replied. "Care to hear? You might be surprised as to what we got up to."

"Go ahead." Yang said, interlocking her fingers and leaning on the table as Jet started to recount the two on two sparring match.


Jet perched himself on a spire of a building in downtown Vale, maintaining a perfect balance on the single point with a single boot. His vigilance was normally eternal, as he scanned the roads, streets, and even dark alleys, in the light of the early morning sun. Even as he did so, his mind began to wander. 'Did Ruby sleep alright?' he asked himself.

A sneeze broke his concentration.

Reacting instantaneously, Jet spun on the spot and kicked out at Izzet, who had been about to swipe at him with two, silver blades, but instead, he connected with the attack, and she fell incredibly fast down into the streets, where her blur faded.

Grinning, he plummeted down after her, drawing Shadow Meteor, intent on finishing her in one hit. He extended it and ignited it, the dark flames licking his right hand. Before he could complete this dive, however, a body slammed into him with incredible heat and power.

Knocked out of his dive, Jet slammed into the nearest building, taking the body with him, going straight through the brick wall, with his aura protecting him. He quickly rose and faced his attacker, revealed to be a woman in another dark jacket, this one with gold trims around the collar and ends of her sleeves, who leapt to her feet. Her flaming red hair glittered with sparks as she watched him with electric blue eyes. Nouvelle's gaze fell upon Shadow Meteor as Jet readied himself.

"Do you really expect to defeat me with zat thing?" she asked in a scornful tone with a strong French accent. Behind her, Izzet jumped through the hole in the roof, blades ready, as she drew a golden pole-like object from her jacket, extending it and revealing it to be Blazing Meteor, her own weapon. Like Shadow Meteor, it was a staff topped with twelve spikes, curved around a non-existant orb. However, the flames were the regular red and orange conflagration, and the staff golden.

Izzet pointed her twin swords at Nouvelle, who started to become blurred with the same silver aura that Jet had seen on his partner. He had to act fast, and fortunately, they were right where he wanted them. As Nouvelle sprang at him, he whistled.

Izzet immediately jumped in both figurative and literal shock, and attempted to turn to face her attacker, but she was rapidly numbed by the volts coursing through her slender frame and fell to the floor, defeated. This revealed a second girl, one whose pencil straight locks of blond hair were currently all glowing with electric power. She retracted her dual whips, and Izzet fell to the ground, revealing her attacker to be Lilac, her curvy figure and dark green eyes accentuated by her dark top and matching skirt.

In that instant, the blurring effect vanished, and Nouvelle had charged forward. However, she had intended to attack Jet while she was boosted by Izzet. Losing her momentum, she was an open target, and Jet did not hesitate, cracking her around the head with Shadow Meteor, her aura taking the majority of the hit. As she fell, dazed, Jet simply said "I do." before turning to face Lilac.

She beamed at him, and yelled out "Victory!" as she ran over to hug Jet. Jet allowed her to collide with him, and the two shared in their victory hug, the gesture simply an act of friendship, though Lilac had to crouch a little.

Izzet picked herself up, and looked towards the fallen Nouvelle, along with the hole in the wall. She turned to address Jet, but he merely winked, mismatched eyes meeting emerald.

"You know what to do, Izzet." he said, reaching over to pat the short girl on the shoulder. Izzet nodded, closed her eyes, and concentrated on the broken wall. "Serves you right for making it a one hit kill match."


"Woah." Ruby said from behind Yang as Jet finished, Izzet nodding to give credibility to his tale.

"Morning Ruby." he greeted, then peered around Ruby to see Weiss and Blake, both observing him. "So this is the full team RWBY." he muttered to himself, at a volume only Ruby heard. He extended a hand to Weiss. "Name's Jet, and this is my partner, Izzet." As he had his hand shaken in turn from Weiss and Blake, he received a tap on the shoulder from Izzet.

The silver haired girl had tilted her head, and had closed her blue eye. Jet nodded, then turned back. "I'll chat to you four later, but for now, we'll be heading off. Catch you later."

He was going? Ruby retreated, to give him space to move, but instead he reached out and clasped Izzet's hand in his own.

Then, without warning, the two of them vanished from their chairs.

For a moment, the entirety of team RWBY was silent. Ruby was wracking her brains trying to work out what on earth had happened. Jet and his teammate had literally vanished. She whirled around quickly, trying to work out where the heck they had gone.

Only Yang broke the silence.

"Well, that's a thing they can do."


The rest of team RWBY's week went almost like a normal week, well, about as normal as one would go in Beacon. Ruby went to class, got homework, did homework, studied, and hit things in combat class. Lots of things. The only real change was that on the evenings, she would slip out to see Jet, who was always in his usual spot on Sunset Hill.

They talked about many things, the tournament being one of them. Ruby learned on their fourth consecutive meeting that Team LIJN was also participating, despite also being a second year team. For some reason, and for the first time ever that she'd admit it to herself, it filled her with a small amount of trepidation to go up against him.

He could use different weapons, and she also knew nothing about him, and while that wouldn't have bothered her, against an opponent like Jet, whose mysteries only seemed to increase the more were unveiled, small droplets of real fear dripped down her back at the thought of facing him.

The strange, inexplicable feeling in her heart grew stronger with each visit, and as Ruby progressed through the week, she found it increasingly harder to focus on her studies, her mind drawn to him during boring lectures like a stray cat to a man that fed it scraps from his own meal.

Finally, during the last school day of her week, Ruby could handle it no more. She couldn't concentrate, even during duelling practise. Every time she tried to let her thoughts run free, Jet came up. She wanted to know more about him, spend more time with him even though he was a stranger, and she didn't know why. If she didn't know better, she would have accused him of demon sorcery or something stupid like that. It was so… sudden. He'd taken over her thoughts.

Just that one guy. That one, almost too familiar guy.