Chapter 3

One thing to really address here. Kaboom0, I sent you a PM about your review on chapter 2, but you never replied back to it. If you didn't get it and when I send it again you still don't get it, the answer is yes. Anyways, this is a chapter I've been dreading and anticipating for quite some time, so I'm going to cut it short here and begin.

Trent had experienced many things, but feeling the amount of g-force rippling at his skin was something he was completely new to. It wasn't often that he had heard of skydiving, but he had heard of how it felt. He, however, had never had the chance to try it. He was always too busy with something, whether it was moving from place to place or taking bounties off of people's heads by… whatever means necessary.

Nonetheless, he was having a good ride. He was, at least, until the ground sped at him a lot more quickly than he anticipated. He barely had enough time to ready himself for the landing before he landed, making such a quick recovery with such amazing dexterity that even a world-class acrobat would be impressed.

He began to survey his surroundings, and when he told himself that no Grimm were around, he began to climb a tree to see which direction he was supposed to be going. He had lost his sense of direction while flying through the air, so this was necessary, otherwise he might be lost for longer than was needed. When he reached the top of the tree, he began to look around, when he saw a small little clearing to the north.

He was about to climb down the tree, however, when a certain blonde came flying through the air at an amazing speed that it would of knocked his head off (literally) if he hadn't noticed her in time. He almost had the nerve to yell at her to watch it, but thought against it, as that would probably mean she would make eye contact with him. Also, he just didn't like yelling; it would give his position away.

He climbed down the tree and began walking his way north. On his way, however, he noticed the all-too-familiar sound of an Ursa nearby. Before long, an entire pack of Ursai and then some had surrounded him, all looking as if they had missed their breakfast.

Before the first one could pounce on him, however, he pulled out his creation, his main weapon, switched it to its sword form, and chopped of its head. In less than 2 seconds. Now the Ursai were a little more cautious in their approach. Multiple started to come at once, and he just slashed all of their chests open with a spin attack, and they all dropped to the ground. Now, almost the entire pack was after him. He was slicing them down with ease, but he had failed to noticed that one Ursa had survived, and was well enough to walk up behind him.

It was preparing itself to claw him to shreds, when a female voice said "LOOK OUT! BEHIND YOU!" He automatically sliced his sword backwards, instantly cutting the Ursa in half. This, however, left his front open. This was remedied by the girl, who walked in with dual pistols with dust rounds taking care of the last few in front of him.

"Thanks." He didn't really mean it, though, as he could've just switched his creation to one of its more… destructive forms, and cleared the floor with the rest of them. He was just saying it for the girl's sake.

They made eye contact, and then something happened in both of them. It most certainly wasn't attraction, but it was more respect. They both knew each other from affiliation, because she, believe it or not, was an assassin for hire as well.

"Olivia Lawd [A/N]," he said as-a-matter-of-factly.

"Trent Flash," she said a bit less as-a-matter-of-factly.

No more words were exchanged between the two, as both of them had nothing to say. They were both determined to make this as little of an awkward moment as possible, and they both knew that if they said something, it would make it a whole lot more awkward for both of them. They both knew where they were going, and just began walking there in silence.

About halfway there, however, they ran into two more people, who were having a little bit more trouble than Trent had. Actually, a little was a bit of an understatement.

They were surrounded by a pack of Ursai twice the size of the one Trent had faced, and all of them were slightly bigger and older. How did they manage to disturb this many Ursai? His question was answered, however, by one of the two heaving up a massive dust powered rocket launcher and firing a rocket at one of the Ursai straight in the chest, in turn instantly killing the one he shot and severely wounding the surrounding ones. More and more just kept coming, however.

"I say we just leave them," Olivia said a bit amusedly. Cold-hearted straight down to the core, Trent thought. It was going to be tough to get through to her, but if anyone could do it, it would be him.

"How about no. We can't just leave them to die here like this," Trent said.

"So the mighty Trent Flash is going soft, huh? Fine, I guess we can help, but I'm always hanging this over your head," she said with a grin. Oh great, Trent thought sourly.

A sigh came from Trent, and then he said, "Shut up." She chuckled a little, and then they both jumped in to help the two fight their way out of it. Trent started off by warning the guy with the rocket launcher to stop firing it, as it was alerting more Grimm to their presence. He complied, thankful for having a savior that knew what he was doing. He pulled out a rapier and began to help fight off the Ursai. Eventually, after many minutes of battling, they finally managed to kill off the last of the Ursai. They probably would have finished faster, if it weren't for one thing; one of them wasn't fighting at all.

He actually wasn't doing anything at all. He was just standing there with a glazed look in his eyes, as if he were unconscious or extremely disoriented. Trent asked the guy with the rocket launcher what had happened to him, and he just shrugged. "He's been like this ever since I jumped in to help him with that pack of Grimm," he commented. "I'm Chase Hulbrook, by the way, and thanks. There were more Grimm within earshot than he and I had expected."

Trent wasn't really paying attention however, because he was wondering what could've made his colleague go immobile like this. He stood there for a few moments, before allowing his eyes to rest over Chase's rocket launcher. He studied it for a moment, and found something most likely caused the problem.

"A sonic wave emission system on your rocket launcher. That more than likely caused this guy to become disoriented like this. Why do you have sonic wave emissions on your weapon?" Trent asked.

"I mainly just use 'em to disorient the Grimm and get the first shot off."

"Is there any way to remove the emitter or turn it off, by chance?"

"I can try to turn it off." He laid down his rocket launcher and began to fumble with the emitter, only to realize that it was stuck and the power source was jammed, meaning that it would stay on until his dust ran out or he destroyed it. Trent voiced these options to him, and Chase was not happy to go with the latter.

"Destroy it? I put my pride into this thing!" Of course you're putting your pride against someone else's capability to fight. Real smart move there, Trent thought a bit dryly.

"Fine. I guess that if we can get to the temple quickly and get back to Beacon, we can remove the emitter, or fix it, there." Trent just added on the fix it part because of the glare he was getting from Chase.

After that, they began to walk.

/

The four had made it to the abandoned ruin (after the climbing of trees and the rare occurrence of Trent slipping on a branch) to discover that the other students were already there. They just walked in, grabbed a pair of relics, and listened to what was going on. Apparently, Ruby had just been shot at by a Nevermore, and Pyrrha Nikos had led a Death Stalker back around to the temple. Just wonderful.

They had started to make their way back to the cliffs, when the Nevermore decided to cut ahead of them and land on a tower ahead of them, effectively cutting off their route. As an added bonus, the Death Stalker had decided to block the way they came, so they were effectively trapped on the bridge.

A second Nevermore appeared, and Ruby looked a bit skeptical to the fact that fighting two Nevermore would result in a happy ending. Trent noticed this, and said that they could handle the second one. Ruby thanked him, and she set to work formulating a plan that could kill the Nevermore without it killing them first. Trent just looked around at his team, and realized that for once in his life, he had no plan. He was stuck with a powerhouse, two assassins, and another person that served as dead weight until the sonic wave emitter was destroyed.

"What's the plan?" Olivia asked.

"Well… alright, here's something, at least. Chase, you fire a rocket at it and disorient it a little bit. Be sure that whenever it looks like it's regaining its balance, you fire another rocket. Olivia, you are going to be helping both me and Chase by shooting down any feathers it tries to fire at us."

"What about you?" they both asked in unison.

He sighed. What he was about to do was probably going to end up in him getting killed, but if he had to sacrifice himself to save the others, he would. "I'm going in as close as I can and making sure that beast goes to the deepest pit of hell."

"How are you going to get up there?" Olivia asked.

"I have a lot more behind me than you think," Trent replied with a slight grin.

He started to run towards the end of the bridge and just as he was about to fall off, he vanished into thin air. Moments later, he appeared on the back of the Nevermore. None knew of the fact that while he was vanished, so to say, he could move at incredible speed that even defied gravity to some extent. He pulled out his weapon, switched it over to its sword form, and began to stab the beast in as many places as he could.

The Nevermore had finally noticed his presence and tried to shake him off by moving at fast speed. G-force didn't really affect him that much anymore, however. It still disoriented him though. He quickly regained his balance, however, and began to climb towards its head for a killing blow. He switched his weapon to one of its unique forms, it's hammer form, and began to ready himself for a crushing blow to the beast's head, when the creature reared back its head, sending him backwards, where he was barely able to grab hold of one of its feathers. He was unlucky though, as this was a feather that it shot, and he was sent hurtling towards the old ruins, where he landed with a dull thud.

This was all the time the Nevermore needed. It turned around and shot off a volley of feathers, which Olivia immediately began to focus on shooting out of the air. One, however, managed to get past her aim, and it was heading straight for where his heart would be. It made contact with his form, and they all gasped.

This however, did not kill Trent. He had started a tradition of carrying around his mothers' locket with him at all times, and this one particular time, he had stored it in his jacket pocket, where it laid. Directly over his heart. Needless to say, the locket absorbed most of the impact, and that which did pierce Trent's skin was instantly healed by his aura.

Trent was just becoming reoriented, when he noticed a giant feather piercing his jacket. He was confused, but then his confusion turned to panic as soon as he remembered what he had in that pocket. He removed the feather from his body, and pulled out the locket. It had two gaping holes in it, and the metal was damaged beyond repair. My mother saved me even though she's dead, he thought darkly.

He stood up, making everyone have a moment of relief, but then it turned to confusion when everyone noticed his eyes. They were closed, as if he was trying to go to sleep.

Trent had endured many hardships in his life, the main one being the death of his mother. The last living relic of his mother was his mother's locket, which was just recently destroyed. For once in his life, Trent let his conscience completely slip away as he let his mind be consumed by anger.

Quick A/N here; you are about to see why I named the series the way I did. Hope you enjoy this next scene, and you can put on some battle music if you really want to. I don't think it's worthy of that though :L

He started by closing his eyes, and let his rage build up to a breaking point, and when he opened them, it wasn't the normal color of his eyes; no, they were electric blue, and seemed alive, to an extent.

To everyone else, they just saw him have a near death experience, and then saw him throw down a locket. What they didn't notice, however, was the locket immediately being disintegrated by Trent's raw power.

Trent began to let the power from his anger begin to flow to the tips of his fingers, and eventually his whole hand was full of raw power. His eyes were now literally alive, as the power they had received had begun to crackle and arc away from his eyes and to the rest of his body. His entire body was covered in arcs of what appeared to be static electricity, when all the arcs began to rush towards his hand, which was currently pointed right at the Nevermore's torso.

In that instant, a beam of the raw power that he was collecting in his hand was shot directly at the Nevermore, and it became immobile, and Trent didn't care if it was dead or not at that point; he was going to make sure every little piece of that Nevermore was about to be blasted into miniscule pieces. Now, everyone realized what the power he was collecting was called, because of the ear-deafening crack that issued forth from his hand, and the paralyzing of the Nevermore. It could only be one thing anymore: lightning.

The Nevermore landed on one of the ruins, and began to play the defensive. Trent answered to this call by picking up his weapon, and vanishing right away, reappearing right above the Nevermore. He switched the weapon to hammer form, and began to fill his hammer with the electricity caused by his semblance, and began to slam downwards, straight onto the Nevermore's head. The hammer made contact, and it effectively made the Nevermore's head explode, which was exactly what Trent had wanted. Trent was absolutely certain that it was dead, but just out of rage, he decided to cut open the Nevermore's chest and obliterate it's heart.

He vanished back into air, and reappeared at the top of the cliff, where he collapsed into exhaustion. The last things he could remember between his conscience coming back to him and losing consciousness, were people asking him what the fuck just happened. He just ignored them, and wished to return to Beacon.

/The Next Day/

Trent awoke to a ceiling, and a very sore body, which he immediately regretted instantly sitting up. The nurse nearby, however, had already begun to push him back down and began to apply her healing aura, and a faint glow surrounded her hand. Trent instantly felt as if the pain was gone, but he knew the effects were only temporary. The nurse finished up and said, "You used up a lot of your aura out there, as well as your stamina. You were lucky you survived."

Trent just stayed silent, and took a sip of the water from the cup on the nearby table. After a while, Ozpin, followed by Ruby, Blake, and the others, came into the infirmary. The words were out of their mouths before Ozpin even had a chance to react.

"What the hell was that?"

"Do you realize just how dangerous that was?"

"Are you okay after what happened out there?"

Ozpin slammed his cane onto the groud, using his aura to amplify the sound. That immediately shut them up, allowing Ozpin to say, "I cam for a private word with Mr. Flash."

The rest of them left the room for the moment, and the Trent was confused about whatever it was they were talking about, until he remembered the stories of what he could do when he became really pissed off. He shuddered, and the question was already out of his lips before Ozpin could say anything.

"How much did they see…?"

"I'm afraid that they saw everything Mr. Flash. You were going to have to do this at some point, so it's best that it happened sooner rather than later. I know it will be hard to go unnoticed now, but perhaps it isn't such a bad thing for you. I know that you are a somewhat honest soul, even though you try to hide it through your demeanor and attitude." How does this guy know everything about me?, Trent thought.

"The nurse should be able to heal you up to a point where you can make it to the team assignments, which are in just a few hours. I suggest you ready yourself." And with that, Ozpin left the room, leaving Trent to his own devices. I believe this is going to be an interesting turn of events for him, Ozpin thought as he walked towards the auditorium to begin to prepare the assembly.

/

"And for our final team, Trent Flash, Olivia Lawd, Derek Soirlan, and Chase Hulbrook. This makes team FLSH, led by Trent Flash, who retrieved the black bishop pieces from the ruins. This will conclude the assembly, and you may all begin to make way to your dorms. Also, Mr. Soirlan, I would like a word with you about what occurred in the forest," Ozpin concluded.

Of course Ozpin would make us FLSH, Trent thought, but he didn't have much time to think, because he was already being pulled aside by half of the other students, and just forced though them as best he could, and finally made it to their dorm. He just began to prepare for bed, the exhaustion from the Nevermore fight taking a heavy toll on his energy reserved. Any questions that anyone asked would just have to wait until tomorrow, because he didn't care. This time, he didn't care to enter his mental escape, and allowed the nightmares to come.

A/N: Dumb name is dumb. Anyways, I took a break from this for four days straight, because I ran into two parts I knew would suck at writing, and that was the initial introductions between team FLSH, and the battle scene where the truth is revealed. Also, for some reason, the scene just seemed a bit cheesy to me, and I know it will to other people to, and well, I honestly don't care. This was literally the battle scene that began this story, so if it's messed up, it's okay. I got the point across. As always, always leave me feedback through reviews and PM me and whatnot. Also, drop a favorite/follow if you really do enjoy my works.