Chapter 2

Got my first follow and first favorite for this story =D. This actually makes me feel good, so I'm just going to go ahead and keep this short and begin chapter 2.

Trent was lucid dreaming, or the closest thing that could be considered lucid dreaming without actually being the thing itself. He was in his own little world, to use the cliché nicely. He could manipulate the nature of his dream, but he had limits to what he could and couldn't change. He mainly just used to the place to think about whatever he wanted, which was mainly his parents and his family.

He was pulled out his thinking, however, by the noticing of his creation in his dream state. Ah, what a wonderful sight, he thought delightedly. He had put his heart and soul; his essence, if you will, into that unique creation, just to make it the best that it could be. It was almost as sentimental to him as the locket of his mother. Almost.

He was, however, pulled from his dream-state by his physical being wishing to wake up. He woke up, and didn't even bother checking the time. Always at 5:30 AM, was his usual routine. He sat up and stretched his body, and decided to walk over into the kitchen area of the place they were sleeping in.

He just got himself a bottle of water, and sat down at the table. He began to think about the events that would be happening today. He had heard that today was the day that all the students were going to prove themselves or die trying out in the Emerald Forest. He smiled, as he realized how useful his creation would be in this scenario, or pretty much every scenario, if he had made it the way he had wanted.

He was just sitting there, when he heard the slightest rustle coming from the doorway. It would have gone unnoticed to the average person, but he was not average. He was not the only morning person, it seemed. He looked towards the doorway to see the girl in red that was with the blonde from last night. He made eye contact with the girl, and the girl just backed away under his powerful gaze. Damnit, I'm never gonna make friends if I keep that kind of attitude up, he thought sourly.

He just gave out a sigh and said, "It's okay, I'm not going to get mad at you for interrupting me. At least not now." She hesitantly walked over to him, and eventually ended up sitting in front of him. Trent just continued to look at the table, clearly not comfortable with how this girl took his apology. She clearly took it as in invite to sit down, which it wasn't.

"Hi, I'm Ruby. What's your name?" she asked, trying to get some form of conservation going.

"Trent." He gave the automated response.

"I guess you're a morning person too?" she asked. She really was trying to snowball the conversation now, to ask a question like that. Obviously, if he was up 3 hours before he really needed to be, the question pretty much answered itself.

"I've kind of had to become a morning person." Trent said indifferently.

"What do you mean by that?" Trent could easily detect the innocence in her question, and had an internal battle in his head. On one side, he was telling his brain to tell Ruby about him being a former assassin, but on the other side, he was forcing himself to not trust the girl. Eventually he decided on the best course of action at that point; he simply vanished in front of her very eyes. He would worry about his trust issues later.

Ruby was flustered, to say the least. She had seen a lot of weird things before, but to see a guy vanish before her very eyes, that was new to her. It took her a moment to come up with something to say, and just lightly called out his name. By that time, however, he was already gone.

He had returned back to his little area before Ruby could even formulate a response to what he just did, and he couldn't blame her for taking so long. Not many people had seen someone just disappear in front of them. Excluding one Faunus girl with keen eyes, of course. Speaking of which, he thought, there she is now. He could see Blake waking up from a distance. After a few minutes, and after he mustered up the nerves to actually greet someone else, he decided to walk over to her.

About midway through his stride, however, Blake decided to get up and walk away. The funny thing about this was that prior to her getting up, she was looking at Trent walking towards her. I guess I'm not the only one with trust issues, it seems. He realized that he used the term "I guess" too much while he was thinking about other people. He made a mental note to stop using that term, and just set about the task of finding somewhere private to perform proper care of his creation.

After searching for a few minutes, Trent found a locker room in which he could clean and polish his creation. He may have been an assassin, but he took pride in what he had made, with the help of his father's bloodline, of course. He was sitting there, cleaning and polishing his weapon, when a certain blonde decided to walk in, followed not too long after by the heiress. He knew her name, but he just referred to her as "heiress" because he simply wasn't on a first name basis with her.

"Hey, dude. Aren't you that vanishing whackjob from the airship yesterday?" the blonde said when she had noticed him. She was a bit too cheerful for someone that he knew to have a temper. Maybe she just has anger management issues…? At least this time he didn't use "I guess" while thinking about her.

"If you want to call me a 'vanishing whackjob', then yes, I am the same person. Also, who ever said that I could vanish?" It was his turn to be curious. He had only done it in front of two people, three if you count Ozpin.

"I have a very close informant," she said, "and she tells me everything I need to know, and then some."

He thought about it for a second, and remembered the ruckus from last night. It was obviously Ruby. They had to be related somehow.

"I'm just going to take a shot in the dark here and say that a girl named Ruby told you of my talent."

"You know my baby sis'?" Yang asked curiously. Sisters. It makes sense, Trent thought. It was very odd for Ruby to already meet someone, much less a friend this quickly, at least to Yang it was.

"Only just. I met her this morning. Apparently, were both morning people," he said a bit bitterly. He never liked waking up early, but he had to. Otherwise he wouldn't have gotten the bounties that required him to stay overnight. She nodded in acknowledgement.

Now it was Weiss' turn t speak up. "Don't I know you from somewhere? I swear I've seen your face somewhere…" She thought about it for a moment, and then came to the sudden conclusion that Trent had feared. Her eyes widened in shock, and yelled out "MURDERER!" and pulled out Myrtenaster, preparing herself for a confrontation.

At that exact moment, Ozpin walked in and smacked his cane onto the ground, demanding that all the students give him their utmost attention. "I would not suggest causing a fight so early in the year, Ms. Schnee," he said calmly.

"But he's an assassin! Why would you let him into Beacon!?" She began to ramble on about how bad Beacon's screening process was when Ozpin adopted an angry tone, something which should have not existed, considering his calm state.

"SILENCE! He was accepted into Beacon, because his skills are far more unique than both of yours combined! As far as his past, I've made him swear that he would revoke his ways, right Trent?" Trent nodded, remembering the speech Ozpin had given him about morality before the school started about a week before the semester started.

Weiss was not happy with how Ozpin could trust this murdering assassin so readily, but she complied. Not without shooting Trent a disgusted glare first though, with which Trent gave back wholeheartedly.

"Now, I suggest you all prepare for initiation at this time, and remember; I am watching you." Ozpin said. This was more directed at Weiss though, because Yang didn't really seem to care. She only picked up on the part about how his talents were more unique than hers, which she took to heart. I'm gonna have to watch this guy, and see if he really is as unique as Ozpin says, Yang thought.

Trent just left the room before anyone else could come in, and found another empty, somewhat peaceful room to continue care of his creation. After he had decided that he had polished his weapon to where it would look somewhat menacing, he left the room and started walking to Beacon Cliff.

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Ozpin began giving the instructions to the initiation, which Trent mostly just ignored. It was mainly just repeated information to him. One thing however, caught his attention.

"The first person you make eye contact with will be your partner for the next four years"

Trent heard an exclamation of "What?!" from Ruby, and he couldn't blame her; he was feeling like saying it too (just a bit less girly, though). This was completely unexpected to everyone. This completely changed his outlook on the whole partner system. He was kind of hoping that he would be paired with someone similar to him. But this, this was just an unjust way of pairing. Before he could voice his opinion, however, the first student was shot from their platform.

After the first 12 had been fired off, leaving him and three others, he was finally fired off. Here we go, I guess. Damnit… He did it again.

Sorry for a shorter chapter than the last one. I kinda wanna make these chapters around 2.5k words, but this was pretty much a setup chapter for the next one. Also, a few things I want to address. One, these chapters will not being coming out daily, they'd be more of a weekly thing, depending on whether or not it's setup. It's too mentally taxing on me to come up with something that I actually think is good, and I also have schoolwork to deal with. Secondly, I know this is starting off slow, but trust me, the next chapter will be a lot more action-packed than the previous two combined (:D). Lastly, sorry it took me this long to do a setup chapter, but I just wasn't feeling it. Anyways, please leave me some feedback and follow/favorite if you liked it. If not, tell me what you didn't like.