I'm back with the revisions to this to add more of Johann to those who requested it, I made the transitions, and changed Knives attitude toward Ruby to be a little less cruel and more a mix of tender and cruel. I changed Deverou's attitude to be a bit less anxious and a bit more over-protective. Behold the new you!

Chapter 1: Welcome to Beacon

Knives watched the newcomers stepping off the airship and just sighed, as more fools coming to the Academy in the hopes of making it big as Hunters or Huntresses; they had no idea what they were getting into. Neither did he, but then again he'd been Ozpin's protégé since he was fifteen. When he should have been attending Signal, he was here doing special training in a secret chamber to keep Johann at bay and to learn how to control his blood using his aura and not Johann's help. So far all was successful, except for his interaction with others and that Johann would surface under times of extreme stress, otherwise he was completely fine. He saw a few that interested him though as Johann steeped up and leaned next to him, "Well these are a fun little bunch wouldn't you say?" Another downside of the experiments Cain had put him through was that his split-personality would manifest in schizophrenic hallucinations. Knives learned it was best to ignore him.

A young boy ran off and vomited into a trash can; he wouldn't make it. "Looks like you after I disemboweled that cat." Johann snickered, Knives again ignored him.

Next was a girl with more strength and bearing than anyone there; her bright golden hair shining like a star. A smaller girl was next to her, Ozpin's pet project from Signal, she would last, and she was kind of cute in an awkward way. "Two beautiful ladies, and is that blush I see? Oh you do realize we share the same thoughts, so while you think the red one's a cutie I wouldn't mind taking that scythe of hers and doing some things to her with it." Johann said with a sick lust.

"You're disgusting." Knives retorted.

"Yes! Got you to talk to me, score one for insanity!" Johann said as he patted Knives roughly on the head.

Next was Weiss Schnee and her 'butler' from the Tenebrous clan these two would definitely be trouble for him. "Ah the prim and proper, I know one thing we have in common and it's our hatred for the pampered rich kids." Johann said, sadly Knives agreed.

One girl tried to slip through undetected but he had much sharper eyes than most others, he knew he'd seen her somewhere before but he wasn't sure where. Another person walked like the blonde girl, he was a man in a blue and gold coat; he walked with an aloof bearing of someone who was not only sure of themselves but had the skills to back it up. "Well these two will be fun, super mysterious as they are." Johann said as he looked out over the courtyard.

After everyone left, Knives was about to leave as well before he saw the final entry run off carrying a large coffin. Whoever he was, he was obviously dangerous, and that would make him interesting to Knives.

Deverou Tenebrous

Deverou followed closely behind Weiss with his weapon folded in it's chain-scythe mode and looped up hanging from a hook on his belt. He was rigid as he scanned the crowd for potential threats and aggressors, his hand not leaving his weapon. "Can you lighten up a bit; you look like you're some mercenary thug. Father's business hasn't been getting the best reputation since I came to this school or the rumors floating around that he's consorting with villains." Weiss said with a hint of irritation.

Deverou refocused on Weiss, "Sorry, it's just that this place is new to me; I am afraid." He said removing his hand from his weapon and loosening his muscles.

She laughed, to which Deverou was insulted. She was very much like her father in that she didn't show affection or humor often unless it was either really funny or at the expense of someone. "The big bad bodyguard is scared of making friends?" She asked as she continued to chuckle with that soft smile of hers.

"Yes! The school is new, you are my only friend and even then we are not allowed to consort too much. I am afraid of being, discarded; forgotten." He said with genuine worry.

"Oh you'll make friends Deverou, you're very kind when people get to know you." She said before wheeling on him, "And who said I would ever forget you!? You are my friend before my butler."

He nodded in acknowledgment, "What about you, will you try to make friends?"

Her silence was his answer, Weiss had never been too good at making friends and like her father, and her first impression could be cruel. He was afraid for her, but he also didn't want to look after her the whole time they were at Beacon. He wanted her to be happy for a change, not lonely as she always was at home. "Promise me." He said.

"What?" She asked, a little shocked he was giving her orders.

"Promise me that within this first day you will try to make some friends." He asked as he fixed her with his dark brown eye.

"I…" She looked away before turning back to him with that stony face and scoffed, "I don't have to if I don't want to!" He glared at her as she made a sideways glance, "But since you are asking, I will make an effort." He smiled and she smiled back at him. "Just try to relax a bit. It is charming, but it can be difficult to enjoy your company if you're always serious."

"I will try." He said with a large sigh.

"Good! Now I'm going to go coordinate the others on how to handle my Dust! Have fun!" She said as she walked off smiling a bit.

He knew she would have fun here, if she would just get over herself some. He turned around to walk off and accidentally bumped into the kid from before who vomited on the airship. He picked him up off the ground before realizing what he was doing and set him down, "Ah sorry about that!" The boy cried with a hint of fear.

"I should be the one saying sorry, I'm a little nervous with it being my first day so I'm sorry." He said, knowing that if Weiss saw him harassing a new kid he would never live it down.

"Hey it's cool and nice accent by the way! You sound like you're a fan-favorite with the ladies, I wish I was that cool…" The boy said hanging his head.

Deverou smiled, "It is not just about being cool, and we are here to become Hunters! What is not cooler than that!?"

The boy smiled, "You have a point, doesn't matter where we're from so long as we come together to help one another, that's something my mom always said." He seemed to retreat as well as if not meaning to say that.

"She is a wise woman, if you follow her advice you will become a great Hunter my friend." He said patting the boy on the back with a nice smile.

"I'm Jaune." The boy said.

"Deverou," The butler replied, "We should be friends."

Just then there was an explosion behind them, and Deverou turned to see Weiss covered in soot and full of rage. She yelled and berated a young girl in red and he wanted to move in to help her, to apologize to the young girl and to mend the situation. He moved, but a guy in a blue and gold coat stopped him, "Let the ladies sort it out; jumping in will just make you a target of their aggressions."

He stood by, and after a girl with a black bow in her hair said something to Weiss, Weiss stormed off and the girl in red seemed to fall over. The man withdrew his arm, "Go to your heiress Tenebrous, as for you kid, that girl there looks like she could use a friend."

Luxus Rayfor von Würfel

Luxus watched Deverou Tenebrous run off after Weiss Schnee; no doubt to try and sooth the situation and urge caution towards verbally abusing one's classmates. 'Vomit Boy' went to go help up Ruby as Luxus walked away. This would definitely be an interesting class, but he tried not to think about it too much, after all he needed to prioritize; ladies always came first. He walked towards the chapel, and saw a kid lugging a coffin behind him. "Need some help?"

"Naw I got it! Hey, aren't you Luxus Rayfor von Würfel? How'd you get in here without attending combat sch…" He didn't get to finish that statement before Luxus put a hand over his mouth.

"Look, I'd like to keep the whole rich kid making it into Beacon on his daddy's Lien on the down-low, can you handle that?" He whispered.

The kid nodded and he removed his hand from his mouth, "Sorry, dad says I can be a little forward, I guess I should introduce myself. I'm Caradin Cross, the Undertaker." He said extending his hand.

"The mercenary extraordinaire?" Luxus said in shock.

"The very same! I'm enrolling here to become a Hunter!" Caradin said, "Well sorta, my transcript is written up by my parents about my career as a mercenary. So you could say I don't have the most experience."

"Same with the rest of us. Anyway, it was a pleasure to meet you, remember what I said." He said fixing him with a serious look.

"Yeah, alright, you won't have any problems with me! Hey can we be friends?" Caradin said beaming, "I've heard about that incident with the gambling hall and you seem pretty quick on your feet."

"I don't see why not, you're a famous mercenary, I'm a famous gambler-slash-gunman. I think we'll get along just fine." He saw the girl in black walking by, something about her mystery setting off his chick radar. "If you'll just excuse me, mi amor! Wait if you would!" He said as he ran after her. Hopefully it would be less chasing and more finding.

Caradin Cross

Caradin watched as that crazy fool chased after that girl. He's going to get shot down. Caradin thought. Five minutes and a resounding slap later he was proven correct. He wondered where he should put Wolfwood, so he decided to wander around and look. Beacon Campus was big and he soon figured out it was very confusing too. After what felt like an eternity walking he saw a boy in a red hoodie being harassed by some other kids. "What do you mean we're not strong enough to make it? We were top of our class!"

He stared at them apathetically with a blank face, "Look, if you want me to repeat myself I can; it won't change what you hear. You're not good enough to be here if you don't learn how to truly survive, the darkness will eat you up and spit you out just to watch you running and screaming in fear so they can savor the chase. This isn't a fairy tale, if you are weak; you will die end of story."

"Red eyed freak!" One of them said as he punched the kid in the face. He withdrew his hand quickly almost as if he'd hit a brick wall, Caradin noticing the quick flare of deep crimson that flashed briefly; this kid knew how to wield his aura. "Shit, just what are you made off!"

He looked like he was about to kill them, so Caradin defused the situation by throwing the coffin at the leader of the group, "Get out of here losers!" They scattered and he shouldered Wolfwood and the unconscious thug.

"I could have handled myself…" The boy said, eyeing him as someone would be if they were fascinated with a specimen at the zoo.

"I'm sure you could have, you looked like you were about to kill them." He saw the kid's eyes, and the kid quickly threw up his hood. "Cool eyes."

"Whatever, if you don't make it to the center of campus soon you'll miss opening words from Headmaster Ozpin." The boy said throwing Caradin another look.

"Oh shit, I totally forgot about that! I'd better hurry!" He said taking off.

Bloody Knives

After opening statements everyone gathered in the ballroom and stretched out their bedrolls. Knives had switched into his pajamas and continued to scan the room. He had everything of his folded neatly next to him and sat up against the wall. He had his headphones on and wore his hoodie over his black sleeveless. His red and black checker-board pants were warm and comfortable and the music soothed his mind so he could observe the scene. Weiss and her butler conversed in the corner probably talking about their day. That idiot with the coffin from earlier was walking around in just his boxers which were black with gold embroidery showing off his muscles as he tried to find a place to set his coffin down. The girl with the gold hair seemed to be scoping out the boys and talking to the girl in red. She wore cute pajamas. A black tank top and rose-patterned pants he honestly hoped she made it, just so he could see what kind of Huntress she would become when the cruelty of the world crushed her. "That was a little cruel wasn't it?" Johann said as he slumped against the wall. "What, not going to answer me?"

"You're just a hallucination, if I don't acknowledge you you'll just go away." Knives said keeping his eyes straight ahead. But Johann simply crawled over and held his head so they were forced to stare at one another.

"On the contrary, I'm an itch you can't scratch I'll always be here so long as your mind is in pieces, right now you're just holding on by the words of Ozpin. What happens when I get out for a month? Or a year? What happens when you can't fight me anymore and it's Johann all the time? Who's to say you're even real? That I'm not the real you and you're just suppressing you're true nature?" He said dropping the tougher questions to answer so Knives felt himself begin to panic.

"I'm not a murderer!" He whispered loudly.

"Having fun talking to yourself?" A voice called from above him, snapping him out of the hallucination.

He looked up and saw a boy in white satin pajamas embroidered with a blue name that said Luxus. "…no…"

"Well, that's fine. I don't like talking to me either, I'm just too damn sexy; I keep trying to persuade myself to sleep with me. He just won't take no for an answer." He said with a grin obviously trying to get Knives to laugh or smile, and it worked.

Knives couldn't help but laugh, something about this guy was just powerfully charismatic. Luxus smiled and sat next to him. "I'm Luxus Rayfor by the way, and I do know about you Bloody Knives." Knives turned his gaze to fix on him and Luxus simply held up his hand, "But it's fine, I don't think you're a bad guy; just fallen on bad times."

"Thanks for the pity, anything else I can help you with?" He asked dripping sarcasm, even if this Luxus was charismatic he knew how to make a guy feel shitty anyway.

"Well for one you could lighten up, you seem like an alright guy and I want to be friends ; you can't ever have too many of those. Plus when gambling, you want to have the best cards up your sleeve and you sir, are an Ace of Spades." He said trying to nail in the flattery with a smile, this guy was a salesman, and he seemed intent of making Knives a pawn of his. But Knives was no one's pawn.

"Gee thanks, glad I can help you pocket a bet." He scoffed looking away.

Luxus leaned back next to him, "Not at all. Business and gambling are very simple. It's all about loss prevention, wit, and taking your opponents money without them realizing it. It's also about honoring one's agreements, and I for one can say that I would like to place my loyalty in you. You're one of a few strong players here at Beacon and I'm placing my money on the winning hand." He said with a smile.

"But can I count on you not to cash out when things get tough?" Knives asked, finally digging to the heart of the threat.

"If it was all wins and no losses I'd think the game was rigged, so do we have a deal?" Luxus asked, not really answering the question the way Knives wanted but he was satisfied with the answer nonetheless.

The sounds of a scrap drew Knives eyes and upon seeing Weiss arguing with the girl in red, the girl with gold hair, and the girl in black just sitting by he smiled, "Yeah, we've got a deal."

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