Yang had Rogue on the defensive. Aflame with rage, her movements were quick, heavy blows that pounded against the Fractured Daggers.

Realising that if this continued he would be put in a bind. Rogue jumped back and threw a smoke pellet onto the ground. Though the action confused Yang, she responded by firing her Ember Celica, running out the bullets as the smoke dissipated into thin air.

The man was gone, she couldn't sense any aura but an uneasy feeling welled within her and she quickly reloaded her Ember Celica and remained on guard. Her feeling proved accurate as the man appeared out of thin air, surprising her with a strike that she only just managed to block.

Why couldn't I sense his aura! She thought, causing her to loss her balance, and fall back into a guard stance.

Rogue took the initiative. With a series of rapid strikes he forced Yang backwards. Using the momentum of his attacks, he saw a slight break in her defence and performed a quick strike to the head, dazing her. He then followed with an aimed strike to her body, before kicking her legs in an attempt to tangle her, and attempted to end the battle with a final strike. The blows were swift and strong and Rogue hoped that would've been the end of it.

However, Yang was sturdier than he realised, and still remained standing. She snapped out of her daze, and forced him back with Ember Celica, but it was clear that the series of blows had taken their toll on her.

She stared down at her opponent. The man wasn't like the usual people she fought. He was much more experienced, much more skilled, and his fighting style was unlike anything she had come across. And those daggers, they radiated an intense heat that it felt like it would burn her with every strike.

This definitely wasn't normal. Though she had seen how skilled Blake was due to her training with the White Fang, Yang highly doubted that they would start training humans.

'Who are you exactly?' She asked, stunned by how out of breath she was.

Rogue considered if telling the terrifying yellow girl about him was a good idea, after all, she is incredibly dangerous and unfriendly. But when he thought about it, the most terrifying and unfriendly people he met knew him so he didn't see the harm. 'You can call me Rogue.'

Yang was surprised. The man's voice was both jovial and cold, an odd combination. She considered what to do next as the man known as Rogue began to step forward. If she could buy some time, her aura could heal her and she could win this fight. 'Why are you working with the White Fang?' She asked.

Rogue stopped. Something Yang had expected, if she could get him to keep answering her questions then that would buy her the time she needed. 'Because they asked me to. The White Fang is trying to do something good, so of course I would help them.'

Yang looked at Rogue in shock. 'Are you serious? Those guys are a bunch of terrorists! What's more, they despise humans. Why the hell would you help them?'

'Of course they would despise humans.' Rogue replied. 'From what I've heard, humans haven't given them reason not to.'

What he's heard? Yang wondered about the comment, but couldn't dwell on it any further as Rogue took another step forward.

However, Yang had already recovered from most of her injuries. Waiting until he was within striking range, she attacked. Shooting her one of her Ember Celica into the ground, she used the momentum to send an upper cut right into Rogue.

Stunned by the unexpected attack, Rogue just managed to avoid it by leaning back. However, by doing so his Dragon Amulet was left exposed, and Yang's attack struck the treasure and sent it flying into the air. Time seemed to slow down, and as the Dragon Amulet hit the ground he heard a sickening sound.

Crack!

He stared at the Dragon Amulet, unable to process what had just happened. It had cracked.

There was a crack in the Dragon Amulet.

His only way to summon Draco in this strange world was gone.

His best friend...gone...

Yang didn't understand what she had done, but it had provided her the opportunity she needed. With all her strength she thrust her fist straight into the jaw of the dazed Rogue, knocking him out cold.

She took a moment to catch her breath. Processing what had just happened.

What did just happen? She wondered.

Yang had a lot of confidence in her abilities, but the facts remained that Rogue should have been able to dodge her. She looked over at the strange trinket that had fallen off of the man's neck. It was an amulet, with a crimson stone that was now cracked, being held up by a golden dragon.

Why would he become so caught up about this thing? She picked it up, and a surge of electricity seemed to spread throughout her body. The feeling passed by as quickly as it came, and Yang was left wondering if it really occurred or if it was just a figment of her imagination. Shrugging it off, she shoved the amulet into her pocket and got out her phone.

'Hello. Police? I would like to report a robbery.'

Jaune sat in his usual seat next to Pyrrha, with the usual people at their usual place at the cafeteria.

However, despite the fact that all of teams RWBY and JNPR were there, he couldn't help but feel that something was unusual. It was like something was missing, something that a person wouldn't notice if it was gone, but would still feel incomplete without it. He surveyed the table and as he did so he was suddenly struck by what was so unusual.

'Where's Greenie?' He asked. Ruby had decided that consistently referring to the creature as 'it' or 'the creature' was rude and demeaning and had decided to give it a name. After much thought, 'Greenie' was what she was satisfied with.

Weiss shot Jaune a look and the blonde haired boy realised he must've said something wrong as Ruby stopped eating and stared blankly at her plate. It was not entirely his fault. Despite everyone's initial curiosity with Greenie, they had grown accustomed to its presence, as if it had been with them since the beginning. Greenie was usually by Ruby's side, a truly strange companionship shared between the two.

Ruby sighed. 'In our room.' She replied, eyes still downcast. 'He's been acting strangely for the past few days.'

Jaune wondered what she meant, but seeing the cheerful Ruby look so sad made him question that idea. Luckily enough, or unluckily enough, Pyrrha spoke up.

'What do you mean? How is he acting strangely?' She asked, her voice lined with concern. Pyrrha rather enjoyed the presence of Greenie and Jaune had often seen her attempting to train it, only for Greenie to do nothing and gain treats anyway.

'Well. He's not eating or sleeping and he just lays down. Staring outside the window.' Ruby replied. Pyrrha shared a look with Jaune. They both didn't enjoy seeing Ruby like this and the news was quite discomforting.

'Maybe this is normal.' Assured Pyrrha. Trying to cheer Ruby up.

Jaune nodded his head. 'Yeah. We don't know much about Greenie. So this could be a normal phase thing.' He said unconvincingly.

Ruby smiled at the two. She appreciated the effort, and tried to cheer herself up. 'Yeah. That might be true.' She said. 'After all. Greenie only started acting like this after Yang brought back that 'thing.''

Jaune gave a perplexed look. 'What 'thing'?' he asked Yang, who had been listening to one of Nora's many exaggerated stories.

Yang looked at Jaune and shrugged. Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out a strange object. It looked like a necklace, with a strange cracked gem being held up by a dragon.

A dragon? Thought Jaune. I swear I've heard of something like that before, but where?

While Jaune was lost in thought. Pyrrha questioned Yang about how she came across such an item, while Nora was going on about how shiny it was.

Smiling, Yang regaled Pyrrha with her tale of how she single handled thwarted a White Fang robbery on a Schnee warehouse, embellishing some of the details, such as the amount of White Fang members and how large they were. Pyrrha went wide eyed as Yang told her about her fierce battle against the mysterious Rogue, making it far more extravagant than it actually was.

'...and then he dropped this necklace thing. I figured he wouldn't need it where he was going and the police would've just thrown it away so I took it with me.' Yang smiled, obviously pleased with herself.

Pyrrha nodded, clearly impressed. 'So what happened next?' She asked.

Yang shrugged. 'After I called the police they came and took him away. They asked me a couple of questions and that was it.'

Pyrrha raised a brow. 'That seems odd.'

'It was a Schnee warehouse. I doubt they wanted it getting into the news that something owned by THE Schnee company got broken into by the White Fang. Again.'

Pyrrha looked over at Weiss. 'It's true.' She answered, noticing her look.' If word got out that one of our facilities got broken into, again, it would be bad for the company.' Pyrrha noticed how Weiss seemed a bit uncomfortable as she said 'again' but chose not to press on about it and turned her attention back to Yang.

'Can I hold the necklace thing?' She asked Yang, who handed it to her. As she did so, Ren spoke up.

'Amulet.' He said. Everyone looked at him in confusion. 'It's an amulet.' He explained pointing at the item now in Pyrrha's hand.

An amulet? Thought Jaune. An amulet with a dragon...amulet...dragon...amulet.

Jaune went wide eyed and almost jumped out of his seat. A DRAGON AMULET?!

He recalled reading about it in that book, the Hero of Falconreach. It described the item in great detail and how the Hero used it to summon his Dragon. The more he thought about it. Greenie matched the description of the Dragon in the book, albeit of a much smaller size.

This is crazy! It's just a story!

'Jaune?' said Pyrrha, who was looking at him with concern. Jaune looked like he had seen a ghost. 'Are you okay?'

Jaune recovered and gave a crooked grin. 'Yeah' he said, uneasily. He considered telling everyone what he knew, but it sounded crazy, not even he wanted to believe it. Excuse himself from the table, he quickly headed out of the cafeteria.

'That was odd.' Said Yang.

Everyone else nodded in agreement. None knew that as soon as Jaune left the cafeteria he headed straight for the library, hoping the book was still there and having dozens of questions running through his head.

Junior was pissed. Ever since that blonde chick caused that mess of trouble in his club he lost a lot of money repairing the damages. But that was nothing compared to his pride. He sat at the counter, drinking from a small glass cup. The club had slowly gotten back on its feet. It had taken three months but he finally restored it to its former glory and the floor was once again filled with inhibited people dancing the night away.

He poured himself another glass, and was about to drink when someone interrupted him.

'Are you Junior?'

Junior scowled and turned around. He was still bitter about previous events and in no mood to be questioned by people. 'What do you want.' He spat with venom in his voice.

He realised his mistake as a blade was pressed against his neck. 'You will watch your tongue when you address me cur.'

A trickle of sweat ran down his cheek and junior looked at the person who was holding the sword. It was a man, with spiked black hair, tanned skin, and sharp, hateful eyes.

Junior could feel his pulse race in fear, even as his body guards came up behind the man to surround him he felt a dreadful fear. 'W-what do you want?' He asked hurriedly.

The man smiled, it was highly unpleasant. 'I need to find someone.' He asked.

'S-sure.' Juniour replied. 'Whatever you wan't. Just put the sword down and we can talk it out.' He had no desire to start a fight, and this guy was dangerous.

He looked over the man's shoulder. Next to him was a face he couldn't quite place, but as he stared at the spiked red-hair and mask he realised who it was.

Adam Taraus. What was he doing here?

The man removed the blade from Juniors neck and the thug watched in curiosity as the man held out his hand. A flash of light appeared in his hand and formed into a figurine of a man. The man wore dark coloured clothing and had two strange dagger like weapons. 'I need to find this man. Where is he?'

Junior examined the figurine intently for a moment. 'I recognise this guy. He did some jobs for the White Fang.' He glanced at Adam as he said that. 'Why do you need to find him?'

'You don't need to know.' The man replied. 'Where is he?'

Junior thought for a moment. 'Last I heard, he was thrown in the custody of the police. He's being held in a cell in the industrial district. It's all very hush-hush, no one want's it getting out.'

The man nodded and turned towards Adam. 'Take me there.' Adam bowed and he and the man headed towards the exit.

'W-wait.' Junior spluttered out. The man turned around and raised a brow. 'W-who are you?' Junior asked.

The man smiled. 'I am Drakath.' As the man said his name he seemed to fade into dankness, and Junior wondered just how close he came to death.

'Xan. How is phase two proceeding?'

Xan looked at the hooded figure from across the table, his Master. 'Phase two is still in effect master. Drakath is on the trail of Rogue and should be upon him shortly.'

'Good. Have you done as I asked?'

Xan nodded. 'Yes. I have given him the Nightmarnomicon and instructed him in its use.'

'Good work Xan. You shall be rewarded for your efforts shortly.'

Xan grinned but something had been bothering him. 'Master. Why did you tell me to send him to that world?' It was an odd, place to hatch an evil scheme.

'I have my reasons Xan, do not worry about that. Simply watch over Drakath as phase two progresses.'

Xan nodded and dispersed in a puff of smoke.

The master smiled to himself. Though none could see it. Remnant, a piece of what once was. It seemed a fitting place to end his master plan.

Soon. I will be whole. And ALL will bow before me. Even that elusive Rogue.