The sun slipped through the cracks of the crimson curtains that hung on the massive window of the dorm. The rays of sun that had slipped in shined down onto the faces of the dorm's team.

Lance slowly opened his eyes to the morning sun. Lance slept on the bed furthest to the left of the door. Bronze slept on the bed next to his, Iron next to Bronze's bed and Silver slept in the bed next to Iron's.

Iron and Bronze were out of their beds and getting dressed in the bathroom.

Lance slowly sat up, he looked around the room. Lance's shirtless chest attracted the attention of Silver, who was already up. The girl looked at her male teammate, she was very happy that she placed on a team with two decent looking guys.

"Heya handsome," Silver purred.

Lance gave her a confused look.

"Not as impressive as Bronze's, but you're cute," Silver said.

Lance rolled his eyes and swung his legs off his bed. Lance got onto his feet. The male walked over to his bag and grabbed his uniform. Lance looked back over at Silver, who was still staring at him.

"Are you still mad about how Bronze is our leader?" Silver asked.

Lance shrugged. "I guess."

Silver leapt off her bed and onto her feet. The girl stretched her arms and legs.

"Man I am liking Beacon already!"

Lance rolled his eyes and walked into the bathroom. Silver tried to follow him in, but Lance shut the door before she could enter.

The dorm had two bathrooms and both were being used. The door to their spare bathroom swung open and Iron and Bronze walked out. Silver cocked her head to look at her two teammates.

Both Iron and Bronze were in their uniforms. Silver rushed and grabbed her uniform, she then bolted into the bathroom.

The door to the other bathroom swung and out walked Lance. The male was adjusting his uniform. Lance looked at his uniform and shook his head in a disapproving way.

Bronze looked at his two teammates, "Ready to go to class?"

Silver swung the door to the bathroom open and strolled out. The three males looked over at her. Their eyes widened when they saw their teammate.

Silver was wearing the standard Beacon female uniform, but her skirt was three inches shorter than it should be. The skirt revealed a lot of her smooth legs.

Silver stared at her three teammates, she was puzzled at why they were staring at her.

"What is it?" Silver asked, looking behind her to make sure she wasn't missing anything.

The three males snapped out of the trance.

"Nothing!" All three quickly said.

Silver just shrugged and started pulling on her skirt, she shook her head. "I don't think they got my measurements right."

The three males avoided looking down.

"Ready for class?" Bronze asked, developing a blush.

"Yup!" Silver giddly said, walking for the door. Silver placed her hand on the handle and opened it. Silver walked out of the dorm.

Lance and Bronze looked at each other. Lance clapped his hand onto Bronze's shoulder.

"You might want to inform Glynda that our teammate doesn't have the proper fitting uniform," Lance said.

XXX XXX XXX

Professor Port was in the middle of teaching his lesson. Port paced back and forth telling one of his famous stories.

RWBY and JNPR sat in their seats, both teams were bored and not really paying attention.

Suddenly the doors were thrown open. Everyone in the class looked behind them at the doors.

BSIL came sprinting into the classroom. They were panting and breathing heavily. The team sprinted down to the only open seats, which were next to RWBY. Lance sat next to Ruby, Iron and Silver sat next to Lance, Bronze sat next to Silver.

Port stopped his story and looked at BSIL. "Ah BSIL, please try and be on time next class."

"Yes sir," Bronze said.

Port returned to his story, much to the dismay of the students. Lance in particular couldn't sit still. He started looking around for something to do or something to entertain him and his eyes landed on Ruby.

Lance nudged Ruby with his elbow and he quietly asked her a question, "Psst, how's your day been?"

Ruby smiled when Lance started to talking to her, she was still upset with Weiss not liking her and was happy to talk with a friend.

"Meh, I could be better," Ruby mumbled, shrugging.

"Aw, is little red not feeling well?" Lance teased.

Ruby begrudgingly grinned at her friend. Lance wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into a hug.

"Does little red need a hug?" Lance said in a mocking tone.

"Shut up," Ruby said, rolling her eyes and fighting the urge to smile.

Port looked over to Lance and Ruby, he started chuckling.

"Ah Mr. Sage, I see you are quiet ladies man," Port grandly said.

Lance and Ruby's faces immediately turned a deep wine red at Port's words. The two immediately separated and put their backs to each other.

"I was quite the ladies man back in my day," Port said, winking at the many huntresses in the room, who rolled their eyes at him.

"I'm sure you were sir," Lance said. "Now back to my previous point. If you work hard and train, then you can be one of the greats, like Trish Blendner."

Lance tuned out Port's words and quickly fell asleep on his desk. Suddenly Lance felt something poking him. Lance slowly opened his eyes and raised his head from his desk.

Lance looked over to his right and saw Ruby was jabbing a piece of paper into his ribs, she wasn't looking at him, but looking straight ahead. Lance took the piece of paper from Ruby.

Lance opened the piece of paper. Lance studied the paper, it was a note that asked Lance if he wanted to sit with Ruby for lunch. Lance rolled his eyes and smiled as he drew a pen and answered Ruby's note.

Lance passed the piece of paper back over to Ruby, who quickly grabbed it and opened it. Ruby smiled at the answer on the paper.

XXX XXX XXX

Ruby and Lance walked into Glynda's classroom. It was a circle shaped room and inside the middle of the circular room was a arena. The arena had a massive screen that loomed on a wall behind it.

Ruby sat down with her team and Lance sat with his. Ruby and Lance were sitting together, they discussed random things.

Suddenly the lights dimmed and a spotlight shined on the arena. Glynda walked out into the middle of the arena. The teacher held a data pad, she looked up from the pad at her class.

"Hello students," Glynda greeted, her voice was very monotone.

Lance and Ruby stopped talking and Lance was paying attention to Glynda's words.

"Today, we will start out with a little sparring," Glynda explained. "Any volunteers?"

Lance's hand immediately shot into the air. Glynda was surprised to see Lance's hand up.

"Ah Mr. Sage! Okay, you'll partner will be," Glynda paused, she scanned her class for an opponent. Glynda's eyes landed on Pyrrha, a sinister grin came across the teacher's face. "Ms. Nikos!"

Pyrrha was surprised to hear her name called, she worriedly looked at Lance, who didn't seem bothered that his opponent was a world famous fighter.

Lance stood up and began to stretch. He hopped over a few desks and landed in the arena. Pyrrha slowly walked down some stairs and reached the arena.

The two fighters walked towards the edge of the arena. Pyrrha had heard stories about Lance and how bad he was. Pyrrha decided she would go easy on him.

Lance and Pyrrha stood on opposite sides of the arena, they both stared at each other. Pyrrha drew her shield and spear. Lance got into a stance. A bell rang and pictures of Lance and Pyrrha's faces appeared on the giant screen in the classroom.

Their pictures were accompanied by red bars. Glynda quickly stepped out of the arena, leaving the fighters to start their match.

Lance rushed towards Pyrrha, who had assumed a defensive position. Pyrrha had raised her shield and crouched down.

Lance reached the girl and slammed his fist into her shield. Pyrrha pushed her shield towards him, causing Lance to stagger back. Pyrrha stood straight and aimed her full extended spear at Lance.

Pyrrha charged Lance and jabbed at his chest. Lance frantically leapt back. Pyrrha chased after the male. Pyrrha again jabbed at Lance, who went to leap back again, but Pyrrha fired her spear after him.

The spear slammed into Lance's chest and he was sent flying back. Pyrrha rushed forward and grabbed her spear. Pyrrha flung her shield after Lance. The shield quickly caught up with Lance and slammed into his head, knocking him out.

Lance's limp body fell to the ground. Pyrrha's shield flew back to her, she gracefully caught the shield. Pyrrha sheathed her spear and slung her shield onto her back. Pyrrha walked off the arena as Glynda called the nurses to retrieve Lance and take him to the infirmary.

XXX XXX XXX

Lance slowly opened his eyes. Blinding white lights shined down into his eyes. Lance shielded his eyes with his hands.

"Agh!"

Lance pushed the lights out of the way and sat up. Lance slowly scanned around the room. The room was entirely white, with dozens of white beds lining the walls of the room.

Lance swung his legs onto the side of the bed and stood up. Lance's head was pounding and he couldn't remember what had happened. Lance stumbled towards the door to the room, but suddenly it was flung open.

A man walked into the room, his short, golden hair was lit up by the bright white lights. Lance stared at the man in confusion.

Lance immediately noticed that the man had two swords hanging on his waist, both were being kept in royal blue sheaths. Lance also noticed his long grey coat, his eyes were drawn to the white lines that ran across it.

The man's navy blue eyes scanned around the room, the slowly came to Lance and rested on him. The man's face lit up and he smiled at Lance.

"Found you!" The man grandly shouted.

Lance was taken back by the man's booming voice.

"W-who are you?" Lance asked, unsure if he should speak.

"My name is Stark, Fern Stark," Fern answered. He continued smiling at Lance.

Lance still stared at the man with confusion. Both of them were silent, finally Lance broke that silence, "So what do you want with me?"

Fern walked towards Lance and clapped both of his hands onto the boy's shoulders. Fern's smile grew, his smile beamed down at Lance.

"Well, I don't want to out right say it, but I just can't take it anymore," Fern said. "I know you aren't the best at fighting."

Lance rolled his eyes. "Half of Beacon knows that."

Fern shrugged and replied to Lance's comment, "I could help change that."

"What?!" Lance asked, staring at Fern.

"I used to be a teacher here and I have a lot of time, so I can train you."

Lance stared at the ground, he was unsure how to answer.

Fern frowned at the boy. "Look if you think that your pride is at stake because you take extra help, then…"

"Of course!" Lance eagerly answered, cutting Fern off.

"Wait, what?" Fern asked, confused to Lance's suddenness to accept his proposal.

"I swore that I would become the best, if that means training harder or taking lessons, then I will do it in a heartbeat!" Lance proudly declared.

Fern grinned down at Lance, who was smiling up at Fern.

'He's just like I thought,' Fern thought to himself.

"Alright! Now the nurses have excused you from class, due to a 'concussion'." Fern made quotes with his hands.

"So we can start training now?" Lance eagerly inquired.

"Of course!" Fern said, smirking at Lance.

Fern spun around on his heel and started walking towards the door. Lance quickly ran after Fern.

XXX XXX XXX

BSIL's dorm door swung open and Silver and Bronze walked in. Silver carried a few text books and Bronze was carrying a notebook. Silver dropped her books onto one of the nearby desks.

Bronze placed his notebook next to Silver's books. The team leader's face was full of worry.

"We can't keep covering for him," Silver suddenly said.

Bronze knew what she was talking about. "He is our teammate."

"He ran off and we haven't seen him in three days."

"We are supposed to be a team."

"Well I am sick of covering for someone who wouldn't do the same for us."

Bronze walked over to Silver and placed his hands on her shoulders. "I know it is hard, but it was what being a team is all about."

Silver rolled her eyes. "You are too trusting in him."

"Lance has potential, I can see that," Bronze said. "Please just for a little longer."

Silver sighed and gave her answer, "Okay, but he owes me a lot."

Bronze smiled at his female teammate. "Thank you!"

Bronze grabbed the girl and pulled her into a hug. Silver blushed and slowly hugged him back. Bronze broke the hug and looked sternly down at his female teammate.

"We have to go to Glynda's class now."

"Okay," Silver said, walking over and grabbing her text books. "Let's go."

XXX XXX XXX

Two males stood in the Emerald forest. The ground around them was scorched and partially on fire. The males stood a few yards from the each other.

Lance was panting and out of breath. Lance was struggling to stand, his green aura shimmered around his body.

Fern stared Lance down. He flared his coat back and raised his hands. Fern's eyes sternly stared into Lance's.

"You have been doing better with your aura control, but I want you to try and block this attack!" Fern ordered.

Lance confidently nodded, he closed his eyes and began to focus his aura. Fern's coat's white lines began to glow and Fern held out his right hand.

Blue lightning began racing around Fern's hand. The lightning soon coated and engulfed Fern's hand and Fern smirked. Fern looked up at Lance and they both nodded to one and another.

Fern leapt towards Lance with immense speed. Fern pulled his arm back and prepared to stab his hand into Lance. Fern jabbed his hand forward and it raced towards Lance.

Lance quickly raised his hand and blocked the attack with his hand. Lance countered the attack by slamming his free hand into Fern's gut and sending a shockwave of aura.

Fern slapped Lance's hand away with his own free hand. Fern roundhouse kicked Lance in his side and forced Lance to the ground.

Lance caught himself with his hands, but Fern axe kicked Lance in his spine. Fern's foot slammed Lance into the ground. Lance tried to get back up, but Fern stomped down onto his back, pinning Lance to the ground.

"Come on! You think that with slow movements like that, you will become great?" Fern shouted, kneeling down next to his student.

Lance tried to leap up, but Fern slammed his hand into Lance's back and pushed him back down.

"No… Sir," Lance said, out of breath.

"If you think that three days of straight training is a lot, then you haven't experienced anything."

"You haven't taught me anything!" Lance snapped.

Fern shook his head in a disapproving way. "That's not true, I taught you about your aura and how to control it better."

Lance suddenly shot up and wound his arm back. Lance threw his fist forward towards Fern.

The man effortlessly caught Lance's wrist and used his other hand to slam his palm into Lance's gut.

Lance felt pain shoot through his body and he coughed up blood. Lance collapsed on the ground.

Fern glared down at him, his eyes held no mercy for the boy.

"How could someone so weak, want to be the greatest?" Fern turned around and started walking away. "You should just give up."

Those final words rang in Lance's ears. Lance's hands formed fists and he struggled to his feet. Lance glared at Fern.

"Don't you ever underestimate me!" Lance declared.

Lance's green jacket began to glow white and fire swirled around his arms. Lance threw his fists forwards and two balls of fire flew out of them.

Fern spun around, his coat's lines glowing white. Fern slammed his hands onto the ground and a wall of ice formed in front of him. The balls of fire slammed into the walls of ice, partially melting it.

Fern stood up straight and adjusted his coat. Fern went to walk away, but something caught his eyes.

Lance came speeding around the ice wall and rushed towards Fern. Lance had fire engulfing his hands. Lance wound his arms back and threw them forward. Both of his fists came flying towards Fern with such speed that Fern had no time to block or dodge.

Lance's fists slammed into Fern and sent him sliding back on his feet. Fern slowly came to a stop and looked back at Lance. Fern's yellow aura shimmered around his body.

Lance suddenly snapped out of his frenzy, he looked around confused. Fern grinned at the boy.

"How did you do that, what was that power?" Fern asked, walking towards Lance.

"I… I don't know," Lance said, panting and out of breath.

"Interesting, well I'm glad to see what makes you tick," Fern said, walking away. "You'd best run back to Beacon."

Lance nodded and turned around, he started to walk in the direction of Beacon. Lance was still in awe by what he had just done.

Fern stopped walking and turned around. Fern watched Lance leave, he smirked at the boy.

"He is something else."

XXX XXX XXX

RWBY and BSI sat in Glynda's class. The class was nearing its end and Glynda was looking for one final matchup.

Suddenly the doors flew open and someone ran in. Everyone turned their heads towards the doors.

Lance hurriedly rushed through the class and sat beside his teammate, he nervously smiled.

"Ah Mr Sage, how wonderful that you felt like joining us today," Glynda sneered.

Lance nervously rubbed the back of his neck and grinned. "Sorry, but I was getting in a little extra training, I promise I haven't been slacking off."

Glynda raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Care to prove that?"

Lance stood up and confidently looked down at Glynda. "Yes, I would."

"Very well, your partner shall be Cardin."

Cardin stood up and smirked at Lance. The two walked down towards the arena and entered it.

Cardin and Lance walked to opposite sides of the arena. Cardin raised his mace and aimed it at Lance.

"I can't believe I have to fight the runt," He sneered.

Lance rolled his eyes. "And I have to fight the kid with the brain damage."

Cardin stared at Lance in confusion. "I don't have…"

"Wait till this match is over."

The lights dimmed around them and a spotlight shined down onto the arena. The buzzer sounded and the fighters pictures appeared on a screen above them, along with their aura bars.

Suddenly Cardin charged Lance. Cardin was furious with Lance. Cardin swung his mace at Lance's face.

Lance leapt back and Cardin missed. Lance roundhouse kicked Cardin in his jaw, knocking Cardin to the ground. Cardin slammed into the ground and Lance dashed away.

Cardin struggled to his feet and glared at Lance. Cardin pressed a button on his mace and slammed it into the ground. A trail of fire shot towards Lance.

Lance leapt out of the way and Cardin rushed him. Cardin reached Lance and swung at Lance's side. Lance stepped back and avoided the attack.

Cardin jabbed his mace forward at Lance. Lance went to side step, but Cardin quickly swung his mace in the direction Lance was going.

Lance acted quickly and caught the mace by its handle. Lance used his free hand to jab into Cardin's gut. Lance sent a shock wave of aura to his hand and sent Cardin flying back. Cardin released his mace and flew back, slamming into the wall that surrounded the arena.

Cardin staggered around and shook his head, trying to snap out of his daze. Once Cardin finally had snapped out of his daze, he looked up and saw his mace speeding towards him.

The mace struck Cardin in his head, knocking him out instantly. Cardin collapsed to the ground and the buzzer sounded.

All the spectators stared in awe at Lance, who just a few days ago could barely take on a beowolf. Pyrrha smiled at the boy. BSI was in shock about what they had just witnessed.

Lance quietly walked out of the arena and back to his team, but on the inside he was screaming.

Silver looked at her teammate, she suddenly had a different kind of interest in him. Silver now wanted to spar with him to see what he could really do.