Hey guys, hope you had a good weekend. I wish I could have written over the weekend put I was slightly happy that I wasn't able to post because it gave me some time to plan out the next few chapters. I'm hoping it all goes as well as I had planned, but I only ever tell myself where I want to be by the end of the chapters when I plan. And when I write I tend to forget myself. Oh well whatever happens, happens. So on to Chapter 14.

Chapter 14:

I had flown around beacon, giving it a wide birth so not to be seen, until I reached the emerald forest. I flew over the canopy so and searched for an open area that I could land. I found one and dove into the forest, detaching the poles from the wings and connected them as I landed. They clicked together and blades shot out from the ends. I cast out my awareness and quickly found many Beowolves on the edge of me awareness.

They were aware of me. They could smell me and they were heading in my direction already. I kept my wings unfurled and watched as they approached. I waited for the first to break through the underbrush and burst into the clearing that I now stood in. They surrounded me quickly and the largest stood before me, before growling.

I grinned and spun my staff around my body; the flow of the movement had indeed come back to me. I crouched low and held the staff with a wide grip, casting my awareness all around me and waiting for the Beowolves to attack. I didn't have to wait long. They charged from every angle, staggered to meet me at different times.

I spun to meet the first and slapped it with my wing before spearing the second. I lost count after that and started spinning and turning the staff over in my hands to either redirect or kill beowolves that reached me. I used my wings in sync with my awareness to swat other away when I couldn't turn in time to reach them. There was a strange feeling that came over me then.

I felt like a child again, full of power and capability. I batted another beowolf away before unsheathing on of my knives and flinging it at a beowolf that was turning to charge again. I wasn't my normal self I felt unhindered, almost as if my knives had been holding me back this whole time. I slew another beowolf, before a new threat burst through the trees. Two giant Ursa lumbered forward, dwarfing the beowolves with their size. They were an older pair, a forest of spikes protruded from their backs and armor covered most of their upper body.

I slew another beowolf and spun to meet the new intruders. They beowolves continued to try to attack me and I slapped two away with my wings before jumping over the third stabbing down into it. Drawing two knives I flung one to my right and stabbing another that jumped towards me. Why did I never feel this capable before? Was it because I was never as good with the knives as I was with the staff? I drew my staff out of the beowolves back and leapt forward off of it charging the two Ursa.

A few beowolves cut me off and charged forward. I drew my wings in front of me like I had done in my battle with Pyrra deflected each of them, opening my wings and bending over as I ran, firing a volley blue dust bombs at the Ursa on the left. They impacted the ground around it and burst into ice, freezing the Ursa to the ground. Why am I so fluid? After so many years of nonstop training and practice with the knives, why. I stood up and jumped into the air, filling my wings with wind and soaring above the Ursa on the right before diving.

I disconnected the staff into two pieces as I approached the Ursa swung a lumbering paw at me as I got within range, to fast, I thought to myself right before it slammed into me and flung me away. I hit the ground and rolled to my feet just in time to deflect another beowolf that leapt at me. I pushed it away and bashed it with the end of segment. It was then that I noticed that the sharp end had retracted after I had disconnected it.

I narrowed my eyes and spun away, bringing my wing up and smashing it against the beowolf's throat, crushing its neck with the force of the attack. I reconnected the two halves, confirmed where the Ursa was and used the momentum of my spin to launch the spear at it. I was charging and just about on me when the spear slammed into it, slipping through a crack in its armor and stopping it dead in its tracks.

I did a quick scan and noticed that I was standing right next to a dead beowolf with one of my knives protruding from its chest. I drew it and sheathed it before spinning to face the remaining four Beowolves. "I need to think… most likely my father will have some ridiculous explanation to why I feel this way. I'd like to figure it out for myself before then." I moved to the dead Ursa and drew my spear as the four charged me.

I put them down like clockwork. I slapped the first one to the side and killed the second as it leapt at me, before turning to the first and dispatched it. The third and forth attacked at the same time and used my wings to stop their attacks before killing them with my spear. I stood straight, disconnecting the staff into its halves and attaching them to their place on the wings.

I could hear the Ursa behind me trying to get loose, then the cracks, and then the shatter as it wiggled free. I turned to look for my knives and dodged out of the way as the Ursa charged me. I retrieved both of my knives and aimed at the Ursa with my wings. I fired again and watched as this time all of my shots landed on it and froze it solid.

I stood straight and looked around the clearing. I was once told once that I will be judged based on what I do as a hunter in training. It would describe how I am as a person and whether people will admire me, or fear me. I looked around at all the Grimm I had destroyed. It wasn't the way I would usually do things. I never felt that free and calm during combat, I was always focused and in a state of concentration. But here, today, just now, I had changed for some reason. I feel… Feral. Like I didn't belong to the human race anymore.

I ran and took off flying up above the clearing and heading back to beacon cliff, the whole while thinking inwardly about what had changed in me. As I approached I could see Velvet standing on the edge of the cliff, waiting for me. I landed beside her and before I could fold my wings around my body, she held up a black jacket. I didn't know where it came from, and before I could ask she held it up for me.

"Hold up your arms, Ozpin gave this to me for you. It's a reverse jacket so you won't have to try to get your wing through your shirts anymore. These zip up the back and stop at you wings." I did as she asked and she slipped the strap over my head before moving to my back and zipping it for me.

"Shay is back in Vale. She was really worried about you. She doesn't understand your need to have your wings as well as she lets on. She moved back around and looked up into my eyes before continuing. "Huh, I'll be honest, Ike. I don't know how to fell about you acting like you do with Shay. I didn't want to say anything, but after seeing you in the hospital and watching you the last few days I thought I should just come out with it."

My eyes widened slightly. "Velvet, you-" she shook her head and turned away.

"Common, Ozpin asked for me to bring you to him." She turned back and looked at me. "You might want to hide your wings."

"Oh, ya." I folded them around my body and followed her to the combat training room, where Ozpin stood with Glynda Goodwitch. The door closed behind us and we walked over to stand beneath the platform. Glynda was looking at her scroll, a shocked look on her face as she looked up at me and back to the screen.

"I was watching you Ike. I was right when I told you your muscle memory would help you." Ozpin said, taking a sip of his coffee. "I also noticed some confusion in the end. As a child I trained you. You know that. However until now I thought you understood the nature of your training." He paused, when I didn't say anything he continued. "I wasn't training you to be hunter then; I was trying, and succeeded at the time to break your humanity. Of course your mother was detrimental to that cause. I wanted to make you rely on your instincts in order to survive, not what you had learned."

He took another sip and now Glynda was looking at him with a shocked look. "I wanted you to be feral, untamed, to be able to fight the Grimm differently than all the other hunters and huntresses. 'The moment you truly understand your opponent, you destroy them.' that's what I wanted out of my son as a hunter. But after I left you alone you regained your humanity because of that girl. She showed the same kindness and compassion that your mother did and that brought back your humanity.

"The reason I gave you back the staff from your childhood was to recreate that mindset, and as we can all see… it did exactly that." I stepped forward, my anger grew and I opened m mouth to speak but he held up his hand, silencing me. "I have seen the results of that theory and want you to continue as you are now. You could become stronger than anyone at this academy. But I won't force you to. It's your decision." He sipped his coffee and remained silent, waiting for me to reply.

I bit my tongue and thought about the situation. I knew he would have an explanation for what happened. I closed my eyes for a moment before I turned and looked at Velvet, who was facing me with shock on her face. I looked down at the ground. what do I do. I keep this gift and I become a leader, or I deny it and go back to being a half rate Hunter. Damn it, why? I closed my eyes and unstrapped the knives from my waist and throwing them up on the platform.

I looked up at Ozpin. "I make my own way forward. I accept this gift, but only if I am allowed to use my wings." He eyed me for a moment and sipped his coffee as he thought. As per usual I couldn't read his expression.

"I cannot allow it to be known that you can fly. However, I will permit you to use them like you did in your fight against Miss Nikos. I still need you for the future." He turned to Glynda and continued. "From this point forward, the top five fighters in each of your combat classes will have two challengers unless fighting each other." He looked over at me again. "We are going to make sure all our students become stronger and stronger."

Nothing much happened after that and within ten minutes Velvet and I were back in our dorm room. We started studying, as we hadn't all weekend and neither of us said anything. I was so in my own head that I couldn't comprehend what I was reading. Every turn I took my father was there with a reason why I was becoming who I was. We studied for an hour before Velvet went to bed early, leaving me to lay awake for hours.

Well, so far I'm on track with what I had planned. I am really into it now and I think I can get to where I want to by the end of the RWBY volume one…. However I could just be blowing smoke out of my but because I took some sleeping meds a little while ago so I could get my sleep schedule back on some kind of track and I'm barely keeping myself awake. Let me know what you think, likes and dislikes, concerns or Phobias. Eternal out.