AN IMMA BACK!

Finally after almost 4-5 months of partial inactivity I'm now 100% fully operational!

During these few months I have had the opportunity of think about my current fanfic schedule and so I will be quick:

1) 'A Sad Return' and 'Pokemon: First Fire' will be continued with numerous updates;

2) Sadly the hiatus for 'Ambition in a world different from Zero' and 'The legend of the Lord' will still be there but don't worry I'm not giving up those stories.

Last but not least, I want to seriously hear you all guys in the reviews and know if you want to add specific pairings or just let it be a pairless fanfic.

Now, let the story continue!


Chapter 6: Teaching 101


Henry was starting to doubt his decision to teach Civilian Studies and Application here at Beacon.

Sure, it gave him an opportunity to live once again to the school he had frequented for five years.

But the fact that he had never taught to anyone might be problematic very soon.

He was sitting in his classroom early in the morning, thinking how to structure the lesson.

The subject of Civilian Studies had been a subject back in his first two years but after the cut on the school's budget it had been removed completely.

It had been a very complex subject in his opinion.

It range from Maths to Biology, from Science to Philosophy.

Silently he grasped his tie, feeling it a bit suffocating.

Sighing, Henry glance his watch. Only ten minutes from lesson start.

His attention then snapped at the sound of the door opening.

JNPR was the first team to enter the classroom with their leader on front.

Jaune seemed to hold a curious glance, possibly interested in the only subject that didn't require to fight or study Grimm.

Henry motioned them to sit and they complied silently, even the ever-excited Valkyrie.

Five minutes later other two teams joined in the classroom.

Luckily, RWBY arrived on time even though by just two minutes.

Once they all sit, the room feel silent. Henry sighed and got up from his chair.

"Good morning Class." He waited a response from all the student before continuing.

"I'm professor Lors and I teach the re-established Civilian Studies and Application. Any questions?"

He was not much surprised when first to ask was the leader of CRDL, Cardin Winchester.

He nodded to the student and he looked at Henry with a bored look.

"Why should we study this crappy subject?" Some of the students gasped, while others glared the bully.

Henry replied in a very uninterested tone. "I don't know mister Winchester? Why do you study here at Beacon?"

Caught off guard, Cardin looked surprised at the comeback but didn't bulge.

"I study here to become the greatest huntsman ever." His team shared smug smirks.

"And what about when you stop being an huntsman?"

That simple question froze not only the bully but also the entire class.

"This is not 'just' an institution to learn how to become an Huntsman, it's a school and the role of us teachers is to help you in your growth and in planning properly your future."

The students stood silent at this, impressed by the professionality and the determination in his tone.

"Other questions?" Nobody was interested in asking questions but into the first lesson.

"Good. Today as your first lesson we will start with a very easy part of the subject, Philosophy."

At this, shocking her partner, Blake stopped reading and focused on the now interesting lesson.

"Okay, Philosophy is not the literature or the idea you read from books about life and death. It's the ability of every sentient being to think and understand the world that they live."

One hand shot up, the young Schnee was confused by the previous statement.

"But shouldn't we learn about the philosophers and their ideas to actually do Philosophy?"

Henry shook his head negatively. "The explanations inside any of the books relative to Philosophy serve more as a crutch for your mental growth."

A smirk adorned his face "In fact, almost every part of the books can easily be disproved by any of the modern thinkers. Like.."

He scrunched his face, thinking about a proper example.

"Like the White Fang." Henry was surprised to hear such hatred in Ms. Schnee's tone. He also noticed the murderous glare of Ms. Belladonna.

Henry nodded slowly. "The White Fang's current ideology might be easily debunked by thinkers, yes."

A smug grin appeared in the Schnee's face. "But!"

"First you need to learn about the proper story of the White Fang."

Ms. Belladonna's bow twitched slightly but Henry continued nonetheless.

"The White Fang was founded as a International Labour Union almost fifteen years ago. The goal of the group then was to push for reforms towards Fauni's rights and to make the Fauni race equal by law to the humans."

Whatever disgruntled face the Schnee heiress had it seemed to disappear at the explanation.

"Things started to change when a change of leadership happened and a more extremist individual obtained control of the group. The White Fang become more and more radical until it was classified a Terrorist Group after the numerous attacks against civilians, fauni and not."

He paused, letting the full explanation sink in.

"So, if I take under consideration the past and current predicament of the White Fang, I would identify as a good solution the formation of a new pro-equality group formed by both Humans and Fauni and push forward for equal laws. By doing this the now radical White Fang would lose their popular support by lacking a substantial and supported goal."

Henry noticed that the lesson was coming to an end and decided to assign the homework.

"For next time, I want to see written on paper all of your ideas on how to solve the situation relative to the White Fang. I don't accept vague and short solutions and if someone lack any possible good starting point, then they are free to visit me in their free time and I shall them with documents and material to support your idea."

Once he finished saying this the bell rang and everyone started to leave the room slowly, still impressed by the lesson.

Once everyone had left the classroom, Henry sighed.

Maybe teaching wouldn't be as problematic as he had thought.


"Oh my god, thatwassoawesome!" Ruby exclaimed excited.

While she had dreaded the boredom that a theoric class like Civilian Studies, she was awed by the professionality shown by Professor Lors.

And while Weiss's reaction was tamer that Ruby's, she too was surprised in a positive way by the friendly but stict attitude of their teacher.

Yang and Blake kept walking silently, both thinking about different things.

The blonde girl was actually shocked to see the same man she had meet at Junior's bar a month ago. It just proved that every teacher in this school, even those teaching theorical subjects, were professional huntsmen/huntresses.

Meanwhile the cat Faunus was still digesting the last part of the lesson. Professor Lors had proved to be pro-Faunus, or better pro-equality, and seemed to know much about the White Fang.

Ruby noticed Yang's lack of reaction and decided to innocently inquiry her.

"So Yang, what do you think of Professor Lors?"

Hearing the question, Yang replied calmly "He seems to know what to do, Rubes. Maybe those lessons will be as fun as today." She finished with a smile.

Weiss nodded at her reply. "Professor Lors is a competent teacher. I was able to learn that Miss Goodwitch had been an apprentice under his tutelage."

Yang froze at this "You mean to tell me that the cool Professor taught strict Professor Goodwitch?!"

Weiss nodded and they keep talking about the mysterious Professor until they reached their room.


Ozpin was watching the exchange of Team RWBY from his office, amused. On his left Glynda staring at the monitor in silent annoyance.

"Seems like Henry has a gift in teaching, right Glynda?"

She nodded, smiling knowingly. Henry had been a good tutor during her early years and she will never stop to thank him for helping her out in the most difficult problems at Beacon.

"I'm actually shocked that he didn't punish more Mr. Winchester. Ozpin, why you let the boy here in Beacon again? Seriously, he lacks the skills to be an Huntsman."

The headmaster sipped silently from his mug. "The father of Mr. Winchester is a member of the Vale Council and he pressed for his admittance."

Glynda scowled at this. How much she hated bribery...

"On a particular note" Ozpin began "I'm still intrigued at the reaction of young Ruby Rose at the lesson."

Glynda nodded slowly at the unusual look on the young girl's face.

"She seemed focused as she is during Sparring Class."

Ozpin stopped drinking from his favourite mug looking at the sky.

"She is so much like her mother in attitude and appearance.."

"But she is also her father's daughter." Glynda finished what Ozpin was trying to say and the headmaster nodded at her assumption.


AN

It is a matter of time before the truth of Henry's identity came out to the unsuspecting Roses.

But what will be the reactions of the two black birds?