GoodWitch sat across the table from the arsonist responsible for burning down the Vytal tournament grounds. Though the fire had initially started in the stadium, it had quickly spread till the surrounding area had been burnt to a crisp. Luckily, no one had been hurt or killed in the fire, and they had apprehended the man believed to be responsible. Due to the devastation caused by the fire, the Vytal Festival was put on hold until repairs could be completed. GoodWitch had been the one to apprehend the arsonist, called in as soon as the fire had been put out, but it had taken her at least three hours to catch the man and bring him to the police station for interrogation. How much damage could a single person cause in three hours?

'Would you mind explaining to me how, in the span of three hours, you managed to; burn the tournament grounds for the Vytal Festival, blow up three Dust warehouses, cause irreparable damage to one of Vale's most valuable historical sites, flood Vale's regional library and museum that contained ancient documents and artifacts worth millions of Lien, infest Vale's most famous bakery with rats, sabotage the engineering company that produces Vale's security drones and airships, destroy-'

It took GoodWitch about ten minutes to read all the charges. When she had finally finished, she could hear snoring coming from the man. The green clothed man with messy brown hair that covered the upper-half of his face had fallen asleep. In fact, Cysero had fallen asleep the moment GoodWitch had started talking. Considering how frequently he had been told off by just about everyone in Lore, Cysero had mastered the art of sleeping and its various disciplines (Sleep Sitting, Sleep Standing, Sleep Eating, Sleep Walking and, most importantly, Sleep Sleeping) and could fall asleep at will. GoodWitch scowled at the gall of the man and slammed the table, causing Cysero to jump in his seat and almost fall over.

'Huh, wha-?' He said, confused.

GoodWitch, unamused by the mans antics glared at him with deadly ferocity, and became even more annoyed when Cysero showed no sign of being affected at all. 'Who are you and who do you work for?' she demanded.

Cysero gave his signature grin. He raised his cuffed hands and pointed to himself with his thumb. 'I'm Cysero, the Green Mage.' He introduced. 'I don't work for anybody; I run my own shop.' He declared proudly. 'I work with people though, mostly Warlic, but I haven't been able to ever since he was frozen in that ice thing. Things have been pretty boring since then. I occasionally work with Lim, but ever since that interdimensional machine thing I made he spends most of his time staring off into the distance. Serenity says I caused an existential crisis or something for him.'

GoodWitch frowned, this man was making no sense whatsoever. Perhaps the reason he burnt the stadium was due to some form of insanity? 'Why did you start that fire in the stadium?'

Cysero cocked his head in confusion. 'I have no idea how that fire started.' He replied honestly. 'All I remember was standing in a room, pressing a few buttons. They were really shiny. Next thing I know, everything's on fire.'

GoodWitch eyed Cysero carefully. It was hard to get a read on him, it appeared to be that he wasn't lying, but it didn't make any sense. GoodWitch sighed, this interrogation was going to take much longer than she thought. She looked over at the other guards in the room and informed them she was going to go out and take a breather.

When she returned, she found an empty room and two very confused guards.

Cysero had escaped.

Due to Rogue's illness, Artix had been placed in charge of Rogue's classes. Artix reception at Beacon was overwhelmingly positive. The Paladin easily charmed his way into the hearts of the students and had widely become known as one of the more charismatic characters at Beacon. His arrival at Beacon also gave the students something to speak about, and rumours abounded as to who this man was and what his relation to Rogue could be. Meanwhile, Rogue...

'Is he okay?'

Aegis looked over at Ruby Rose, who had decided that she should apologise to Rogue as soon as possible. The rest of her team were busy escorting Artix around the Academy grounds, and those from JNPR were still trying to figure out a way to fix Ren's dyed pink hair (Ren refused to leave the room or let the others leave until they found some way to fix his hair). Aegis looked back at Rogue, who was sitting up on his bed with glazed eyes, staring aimlessly at the wall. Aegis then looked back at Ruby.

'He is fine Miss Rose. Just a little shocked is all.'

Ruby cocked her head to the side and watched as Aegis tapped Rogue on the shoulder. Rogue suddenly sprung to life and jumped off the bed. However, he still had yet to recover from his illness, and as soon as his feet touched the ground he fell over. Ruby and Aegis quickly helped the man back to his feet and sat him back on the bed. Rogue was confused and his eyes darted back and forth in various directions as he tried to process what was going on. As soon as he saw that nothing was happening and it was only Aegis and Ruby standing in front of him, he calmed.

'Miss Rose? What brings you here?' Rogue asked normally, as if what just happened never occurred. 'Did you come here to examine my weapons collection?'

The offer was tempting, but Ruby shook her head. 'No that's not it, I wanted to tell you something...but before that, are you okay? You don't seem to be doing to well.'

Rogue offered a small grin. 'I'm fine, I just had a strange dream.'

'What sort of dream?' Ruby asked.

'About Lore and Remnant. I dreamt that some people from my world came to find me but got separated on the way here, and that one of those people is currently running around Remnant without any supervision whatsoever.' Rogue sighed in relief. 'Thank goodness it was only a dream.'

Aegis, unable to resist, spoke up. 'That wasn't a dream.' He said. 'Artix came with some others and ended up here.'

Rogue paled. 'Then Cysero...'

Aegis nodded, and Rogue fainted once more. Ruby looked on in surprise. Though she wanted to apologise to Rogue, it appeared that she wouldn't be able to until he regained conciousness once more. Curious, she looked over at Aegis. 'Who's Cysero?'

Aegis thought for a moment. 'Cysero is...well...Cysero. It is quite hard to explain. You must meet him to truly understand.'

Ruby looked back at the unconscious Rogue. 'Is him being alone that big a deal?'

Aegis expression went blank. 'Yes...yes it is...'

Cysero was walking down the streets of Vale with a skip in his step. Everything was so new and exciting, and so amazing that the Infamous Green Mage of Lore couldn't help but take every moment he could to examine all the oddities of this world. Also, being the helpful character he was, he always took time to do a bit of good here and there.

Despite having no knowledge of the inner workings of the vehicles of this world he assisted in the repairs of a car (which strangely enough, after Cysero was through with it, had turned into a box). He also fixed the colour scheme of some of Vale's streets (Green was the best colour in all circumstances). Repaired some of the street lamps (The were far to inefficient, the only source of light should be Cysero's Patented Bacon Bulbs). And even helped an old lady cross the street (...that is really what happened. The fact that seven cars crashed was completely coincidental). Indeed, Cysero was feeling quite pleased with himself.

However, as he whistled a merry tune as he made his way down the street, he suddenly found himself unable to move. Confused, Cysero looked down and found, to his surprise, that the lower part of his legs had been encased in ice. He then looked up, and found that standing before him was the pretty blonde lady that had been at the police station before.

'Hello.' He said to the unamused GoodWitch, whose face always seemed to be a mixture of anger, frustration and disapproval when they talked. Cysero, being the ever kind soul that he was, decided that perhaps she was having a bad day (though he had no idea why) and decided that perhaps a gift would cheer her up.

Before GoodWitch had any time to act, Cysero reached into his pouch and pulled out a small orb. He quickly placed the orb in GoodWitch's hand and gave a large grin. Now,what Cysero thought he had put in her hand was a happy sphere, an item he created to bring smiles to peoples faces. However, what he put in her hand was an armed cherry bomb. Which, upon exploding, covered GoodWitch from head-to-toe in a thick paste made of cherries. Realising his mistake, Cysero yelled out 'Sorry' as he dashed away from the scene (mysteriously, he had escaped GoodWitch's ice trap without actually smashing the ice. Even more mysterious was the fact that this legs were completely dry).

GoodWitch reached into her pocket and pulled out a handkerchief, with which she used to clean her glasses and wipe her face. As she put the glasses back on, her glare looked like it would burn the entire street as she ran after the escaped convict.

Rogue groaned as he regained conciousness. The news that Cysero was alone in Remnant was giving him a massive headache. It also caused his throat to become really dry. Wanting a drink, Rogue carefully got up off the bed and turned to head towards the kitchen. As he looked up he came across a curious site. Ruby Rose was standing amongst his weapons collection and was currently holding the Scythe: Brand of Glory. Though it looked nothing like a traditional scythe, as it was more two blades connected at opposite ends of a pole, it was an extravagant and dangerous weapon nonetheless. Amused at how Ruby was examining the weapon with admiration and childish wonder, Rogue silently made his way over to her. Even in his current condition, Rogue successfully managed to make his way behind Ruby without her noticing his presence.

'It's one of my favourites.'

Ruby jumped in surprise and swung the weapon wildly. Rogue ducked just in time to avoid losing his head and calmed Ruby down.

Realising what she had just done, Ruby quickly apologised. 'Sorry.' She said. 'It's just. you were sleeping, and there were these weapons and they just looked so cool and-'

'It's fine.' Rogue said, cutting her off.

Ruby sighed in relief but noticed that Rogue's voice was much rougher than usual. Quickly grabbing the chair at the work bench, she brought it over to Rogue. Rogue thanked her as he sat down and Ruby quickly ran to the kitchen and got a glass of water and a jug and brought it over to Rogue. Rogue took the drink gratefully and let out a satisfied sigh as he finished.

'Thank's.' Rogue said, his voice sounding less rough. He looked over at the Brand of Glory still in Ruby's hands. 'Do you like it?'

Ruby nodded fervently. 'It's amazing! The material is unlike anything I've ever seen and the blade feels like it could cut you just by looking at it! It should be really heavy but it's actually incredibly light! It's like it radiates power and I feel as if I'm getting stronger just by holding it! Plus, It's shiny!'

Rogue chuckled at the childish glee Ruby had as she talked about the weapon. 'It's called the 'Brand of Glory'.' He told her. 'It's unique, even amongst the various weapons of Lore. It's made from the shard of one of Lore's most powerful and dangerous objects.'

Ruby looked upon the Brand of Glory with an even deeper admiration, noting how the blade shone with a brilliant glow, as if it had it's own personal sun within. 'It's beautiful.'

'It is.' Rogue agreed, Rogue looked around the room once more. 'Where's Aegis?' He asked, confused by the absence of the Elemental Spirit.

'Oh, Professor Oobleck dropped by and requested that Aegis assist in the preparation of his next class.' Ruby explained as she tilted her head to the side. 'Does Aegis do that a lot?'

Rogue nodded. 'While I was recovering from the battle against Adam, Aegis took it upon himself to learn as much about this world as possible. In the two weeks I was out cold, Aegis read every book and scholarly article in the Beacon Academy Library and memorised them.'

Ruby's jaw dropped. 'SERIOUSLY?!'. Ruby exclaimed in disbelief. She had once glanced over one of the advanced texts within the library and couldn't understand anything, it was complete gibberish!

Rogue gave a slight grin. 'Aegis is incredibly hard working. He thought it would be best to learn as much about Remnant as possible, and he decided that memorising as much information as possible was the best thing to do. Considering he doesn't actually need sleep, it only took him a couple of weeks to take in all Beacon's library had to offer. Ozpin informed the other Professors of this, and since then they have called upon Aegis when necessary. Or for a simple chat and a cup of coffee.'

Ruby chuckled at the thought of Aegis enjoying a cup of coffee with the ever odd Professor Oobleck. Rogue smiled and then remembered why Ruby came into his tent in the first place. 'By the way, you said earlier that you wanted to tell me something?'

Ruby stopped admiring the Brand of Glory and put it back on it's mantle alongside the other weapons. She shifted awkwardly where she stood as soon as she turned to face Rogue. Rogue waited patiently for Ruby to speak.

'I wanted to apologise.' Ruby said, avoiding Rogue's eyes.

'What for?' Rogue asked, genuinely confused by Ruby's awkward demeanour.

'For what I said to you after you returned from the Underworld with Blake.' Ruby hung her head low. 'I said a lot of mean things and stuff that I shouldn't have said.' Ruby bowed towards Rogue. 'I'm really, really sorry.'

A silence was shared between the two, and Ruby thought that meant she hadn't been forgiven. She felt sad if that was the case, but as she straightened herself back up, she came across a curious sight. Rogue's cheeks had puffed up into little balls and he was trembling, as if he was trying to contain something. Which, it turned out, was the case. Rogue could no longer contain his laughter and began to cackle like a madman. Ruby was confused, and quickly refilled the glass of water as he began to cough due to how much he was laughing.

Rogue drank the water and calmed down. He looked at the confused Ruby and smiled. 'It's fine. If it bothered me that much than I would've said something at the time. Besides, it's only natural that you would react that way. Your friend was badly injured and you needed something to vent out your frustrations.' Rogue grinned. 'It simply shows how much you care for your friend.'

Ruby thought for a moment. Rogue was genuinely amused, and also meant what he was saying, but something he said sounded odd to Ruby. 'I think you're lying.'

Rogue went wide eyed. 'Oh? Are you saying you don't care about your friend?'

Ruby shook her head. 'No, not about that. I do care allot about Blake. I think you're lying about the fact that you would've said something if it was bothering you.'

'What makes you say that?'

Ruby scrunched her face as she tried to think 'I don't know. It's just, you don't really tell us much about yourself. So I've had to just go off what I know of you. From what I've gathered, you only ever speak about what's on your mind with Aegis or Greenie. I don't think you would've told us off if it was bothering you.' Ruby looked Rogue directly in the eye. 'Am I right?'.

Rogue stared blankly at Ruby for a moment before letting out a sigh and pinching the bridge of his nose. 'Did Aegis say something to you guys yesterday?'. Rogue sighed further as Ruby nodded and muttered something under his breath. 'What exactly did he say?'. Rogue shook his head as Ruby told him of yesterdays events. 'He always was the protective type...'

Rogue looked at Ruby, who was patiently awaiting his answer. Rogue considered lying, but he was never comfortable with blatantly lying to people. It also didn't help that Ruby was precisely the type he was weak against; genuine and honest. Rogue sighed once more, he wondered if he was going to regret this later. 'You are right. If it really was bothering me I wouldn't have said anything.'

Ruby was surprised at Rogue's admission. 'Why?'

Rogue shrugged. 'Because I'm used to it. Aegis told you that, by your definition, I'm a Hero, right?' Ruby nodded as she tilted her head to the side, wondering what Rogue was getting at. Rogue gave a wry grin. 'I'm nothing like what you think a Hero is. Though I have slain my fair share of monsters and saved many lives, I have also failed a lot of people. Have you ever wondered what happens when a supposed Hero fails Miss Rose?' Ruby shook her head, and was slowly understanding where Rogue was heading. 'They become the object of disdain for the survivors. With the amount of people I've failed, I've just become used to it.'

Ruby stared silently at Rogue, taking in everything from his slumped shoulders to his shaky grin. He wasn't lying to her. Rogue really was used to it, but...

'That's so sad.' Ruby said, her eyes watering.

'Maybe, but that's just how it is.' Rogue replied. 'It's only natural for people to want to blame someone when something bad happens.'

Ruby shook her head as she rubbed her eyes. 'That's not it. I meant that someone like you has become so used to people hating him.'

Rogue raised a brow, still keeping a calm composure despite the fact that the poor state of Ruby caused him to feel bad for some reason. 'Someone like me?'

Ruby nodded as she calmed down. Eventually a determined expression crossed her face and she stood up straight. 'Let's be friends!'

Very little could cause Rogue to make as dumbfounded an expression as the one that slapped itself on his face unintentionally. It took him some time to process at the sudden turn the conversation had taken, and by the time he did recover the expression would forever be etched as one of the funniest things Ruby had ever seen.

Cysero wondered just how he ended up in the interior of the massive clock tower. He remembered turning the corner as the scary lady was chasing him and running into an alley. Next thing he knows, he's in a room full of pistons and gears and bells. The area was quite dirty and could use a good cleaning, and Cysero took it upon himself to do such a task.

Needless to say, the citizens of Vale were visibly disturbed by the swirling vortex that appeared on the clock face.

'You...want to be friends?'

The disbelief and confusion was still evident in Rogue's voice despite the fact that his composure had recovered. Ruby nodded once more and Rogue couldn't help but repeat the question a few more times. Eventually Ruby ended up frowning after he asked the question for what felt like the hundredth time.

'Yes!' She exclaimed. 'I want to be friends!'. Ruby felt ridiculous, she was never really good at meeting people and making friends (the incident with Penny didn't count) that was Yang's thing. It also didn't help that she sounded just as much like a kid as Weiss called her out to be, but what was she to do? Rogue seemed unable to fathom what she had just said to him. Ruby suppressed a groan, she felt really embarrassed by the situation.

'Why?'

Ruby tilted her head to the side as she looked at Rogue. 'Why what?'

Rogue eyed her carefully. 'Why do you want to be friends?'. Though Rogue didn't doubt Ruby's character (she was very easy to read after all) he did doubt the fact that she may not have an ulterior motive. The primary reason that Draco and Aegis (and more recently, Pandora) were the ones closest to him where that they never expected him to be anyone other than himself, faults and all, and he likewise to them. They were family. However, Ruby was different. Rogue had learnt from Jaune that Ruby had a fascination, no, obsession with Heroes, stating that they were one of the reasons she wanted to become a Huntress in the first place. That knowledge caused Rogue to wonder of Ruby's motive, and couldn't help but grow a seed of suspicion that what Ruby wanted to befriend was the Hero. Rogue was tired of having to live up to that title.

'I want to get to know you because you're kind.'

Rogue was visibly taken back, and he stared at Ruby as if she were someone else. 'Pardon?' He asked, trying to make sure he had heard her right.

Ruby gave a childish grin. 'I want to be friends because you're really nice.'

Rogue stared at Ruby just a little bit longer, letting what she said play over and over in his head like a broken record. He had misheard her, but, he could've sworn...

Ruby wondered what could be going on in that head of his. She started to shift awkwardly where she stood once more. 'Sooo, can we be friends?' She asked nervously.

Rogue would later state that it was due to the cold and the massive headache caused by the knowledge of Cysero's freedom that he wasn't able to think straight at the time, but in that moment, when he gave a small nod with a slight grin, he wouldn't deny that Ruby's eyes lighting up at his acceptance and her immediate steering of the conversation towards the various weapons that adorned his wall made him feel happy at the prospect of friendship with Ruby Rose.

'By the way.' Ruby said as the bell rang, signalling that afternoon classes were about to start.. 'Can you start calling me Ruby? I mean, we're friends now, so it's sorta weird if you keep calling me 'Miss Rose'.'

Rogue thought for a moment. 'I suppose...but only when I'm off the clock. I'm still technically your Professor after all.'

Ruby grinned. 'Okay then! See you later Rogue!'

Rogue shook his head in amusement as Ruby ran out the tent before she was late for class. She adapted way to quickly, even by his standards, and that was saying a lot considering some of the characters he knew.

Rogue let out a long sigh as he remembered the most adaptable in all of Lore, perhaps in existence itself, and he was sincerely hoping that Cysero had not gotten into anything big.

GoodWitch once again sat across the table from the arsonist/nuisance/troublemaker/annoyance/ruiner-of-recently-dry-cleaned-clothes-and-hair-that-takes-thirty-minutes-to-prepare in the Vale police station, and she was NOT happy, and her hardened scowl and heated glare that threatened to burn the man in front of her indicated as such.

Cysero however, was relaying the events to himself that caused him to once more be caught by the pretty blonde lady. He was cleaning the gears of the clock tower when...

Three Hours Ago.

'What's that sound?'

Cysero stopped cleaning one of the massive gears that turned the clock hands and turned around. He had been cleaning for quite a while, and this gear was the final thing he had to clean. He felt a sense of satisfaction well within him as he saw all the spotless pieces of equipment and floorboards that he had so marvellously fixed and cleaned, it appeared that all those times Lim forced him to clean up his messes, more so the ones involving giant pieces of machinery, had paid off. Yet, Cysero's mind was still occupied for the source of the sound he had heard, it was faint, most likely from the lower platforms, but it sounded like a gasp of surprise followed by the dropping of a small object (Cysero had quite splendid hearing...sometimes). Cysero made his way across the wooden scaffold and climbed the ladder down to the lower levels, and as he stood on the wooden floor boards he came across a curious site.

The scary/pretty/cherry jam covered blonde lady, who was most likely the source of the sound, was staring blankly at a Rift, which appeared seemingly out of nowhere, as Rifts tend to do. Cysero, though confused by the sudden appearance of both, simply shrugged it off and made his way over, completely forgetting that he was running away from the blonde lady whose hair was covered in cherry jam.

However, before he was halfway there, something strange jumped out of the Rift. The scary blonde lady gasped in surprise and quickly crouched down and grabbed her wand (Cysero had an 'ah' moment, and believed that this woman must be this worlds version of a mage. He also had a bigger 'ah' moment when he remembered that he was currently running from this woman). Cysero, being the character that he was, couldn't help but be curious and looked at the thing that stepped out of the Rift. It was like a really big dog that walked on it's hind legs and whose head and spine where covered with bone.

'I think I'll call it...the black-bone dog. No, maybe something else...hmmm...'. As Cysero thought about what he should call the creature that came out of the Rift, GoodWitch was preoccupied with destroying the Beowulf, which she did easily, but she had no time to relax as more and more Beowolves appeared from out of the Rift. Though GoodWitch managed to deal with them, the sheer never-ending stream of Grimm continued, and she began to feel fatigued. Meanwhile, Cysero had finally settled on a name for the beasts; 'Black-Bone-Bodied-Dog-That-Walks-On-Two-Legs', and decided that, if he could capture one and bring it back to Lore, he could sell it as a pet (after he got Aria to train it of course). However, as Cysero snapped out of his deep thoughts and saw the creatures attack the blonde lady, he believed that now may not be the best time to capture the violent beasts.

Cysero wondered what he should do to help. The blonde lady was tiring, and even if she was currently chasing him (for reasons completely beyond him) he had no desire to see her come to harm, but the 'Black-Bone-Bodied-Dogs-That-Walk-On-Two-Legs' that came out of the Rift were endless. That was when it hit Cysero, all he had to do was shut the Rift, then everything would be fine! However, he made sure to carefully consider what Warlic had told him when closing portals.

What Warlic said: 'Cysero, there are many options available to a mage to close portals. If a mage focuses their mana, they can shut the portal by interfering with the magical resonance. It is also possible for those who are not mages to close a portal with the use of magical items. However, some individuals, such as Lim, can close portals without access to any form of magic by tuning in on its frequency and disrupting it with an adequate energy source. However, it is important to note that you should NEVER attempt to close a portal by throwing an explosive into it in order to blow it up, ESPECIALLY with a magic bomb, the effects are random and the chances of it closing the portal are fifty/fifty, but the chance that it will explode are a hundred.'

What Cysero heard: 'Cysero...blow it up...with a magic bomb...'

Proud to have remembered Warlic's words, Cysero reached into his pouch and pulled out the first item he could get a hold of, a Cherry bomb. He armed the sphere and threw the object directly into the open Rift. Nothing happened at first, aside from Cysero's presence being noticed by GoodWitch and the Beowolves. Then, without warning, the Rift began to crackle ominously. Cysero smiled, believing that he had done a good job, then the Rift began to turn red.

Thankfully, no one was hurt when the Rift exploded. However, all of Vale would be in a state of confusion and panic as the top of the Vale Clock Tower was ominously missing, and would forever wonder why the surrounding area was covered in a paste made of cherries.

Present

GoodWitch did not like Cysero one bit, he was a menace, what's more was the fact that he seemed oblivious to the fact that he was. After the bomb exploded, Cysero was knocked out, GoodWitch had managed to protect herself with her aura and dragged the man back to the station, through the cherry paste covered streets.

'You destroyed the Clock Tower.' She said, low and threatening.

'Yup.' Cysero replied normally. This was another thing about the man that annoyed her. No form of intimidation on her end affected him, so finding out any information from him was completely useless through conventional methods.

'Were you the one that brought Beowolves into the tower?' She asked after some thought, realising that threatening or bribing him was a futile effort.

Cysero cocked his head in confusion. 'Beowolves? What are they?'

This time it was Glynda's turn to be confused, everyone on Remnant knew about the wolf-like Grim, primarily because they were so common. Then it hit her; everyone on Remnant. GoodWitch pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration and stood up from the table. She looked at the guards. 'Uncuff him.' The guards looked at her like she was crazy, but her glare quickly got them to work. She then looked at Cysero. 'Follow me.'

Cysero, wondering how this would turn out, followed GoodWitch as she left the room and headed for the airship atop the roof. Meanwhile, GoodWitch was preoccupied with one thing; getting a change of clothes and slapping Rogue for all the trouble his friend had caused...

...which was exactly what she did. As soon as they landed at Beacon, she dragged Cysero towards Rogue's tent, entered, slapped the visibly confused Rogue as he sat up on the couch reading a book, dumped Cysero there, then left to take a shower and find something more appropriate to wear.

Rogue had absolutely no idea what was going on, but as soon as he saw Cysero, he let out a large groan. 'Cysero...what did you do.'

Cysero's expression was blank and he stroked his chin in thought. Eventually, he raised a finger in the air and declared.

'I have no idea how that fire started.'

Rogue fainted once more. Cysero looked at his friend in confusion.

'Was it something I said?'

By the time Rogue awoke, it was about eleven at night. Artix and Aegis had returned to the tent a while back and had explained to Cysero everything they knew about Remnant. Cysero had also explained to them about his adventures while in Vale and Rogue had to do everything he could to not faint at the thought of having to pay reparations for all the damages that Cysero had caused to the helpless city that was completely ill-equipped to deal with the infamous Green Mage.

'Cysero...' Rogue groaned. 'Do you have any idea what you've done.'

Cysero shook his head. 'Nope. Have I done something wrong?'

Rogue sighed. He expected as much. 'Don't worry about it. It'll sort itself out somehow.' Rogue grinned. 'Anyway, It's good to see you.'

Cysero grinned. 'It's good to see you too. When True Mortal told us that you were free, I thought he was insane! You know, like all those years talking to a giant dog finally caught up with him.'

'Wolf.' Corrected Aegis. 'I doubt that Thorn would appreciate being called a 'giant dog'.'

Cysero shrugged. 'Maybe.' Cysero then gave an uncharacteristically soft smile. 'But I mean it when I said it's good to see you.' He admitted to Rogue. 'I thought that you and Warlic were going to be trapped in the ice forever, but you being here means that that isn't the case. How long do you guys stay trapped in there anyway?'

'About ten years.' Rogue said. 'However, that was how long it took before I came out. When I came free of the ice, Warlic and Xan were nowhere to be seen. So I assume that they were freed much earlier than I.'

Cysero nodded in understanding and still kept that same smile. 'That's good to hear.'

Rogue smiled. Even if Cysero was eccentric, he and Warlic were essentially best friends, even if they argued most of the time. Cysero looked around the room. 'Where's Draco? If you're here, I doubt the little lizard isn't far behind.'

Rogue cocked his head to the side. 'That is a good question. Aegis?'

Aegis chuckled. 'He decided to sleep in RWBY's dorm tonight. Miss Rose was quite pleased at that. Though she did seem to be happy about something else also.' Aegis raised a brow at Rogue. 'You wouldn't happen to know-'

'Anyway.' Interrupted Rogue as he stood up from the couch and made his way over to the bed. 'I think it's time for me to get some shut eye.'

The others chuckled at Rogue's actions. Though Cysero was confused, and as Rogue jumped onto the bed and fell asleep almost immediately, he quickly turned to Artix and Aegis. 'Is Rogue sick?'

Artix nodded. 'He has a cold.' He stood up from the chair and made his way to the door leading to the rooms that Aegis had added after the news of the party from Lore. 'Come, I will show you to your room.' Artix then turned to Aegis. 'Where are you heading?' He asked, curious as to why Aegis was leaving the tent.

'I promised Pandora I would escort her around the Academy. Though she has been here for a while, it was to dangerous for her to be alone and she hasn't had the chance, so I decided that it may as well be now.' Aegis said, and he left the room to meet up with his fellow Elemental Spirit. Usually, Aegis would never do this, however Artix presence (and to a lesser degree, Cysero's) provided him with some peace of mind and he trusted the two well enough to entrust Rogue to them.

As Cysero followed Artix, he, being the kindly character that he was, decided that he should help his sickly friend.

The next morning, Rogue would feel much better, completely healed of his cold. However, he would also be infuriated and would chase Cysero all over the Academy, causing damage to Beacon and disturbing the students. The sight of a purple skinned Rogue chasing a strange man in green would be one of the strangest things that the students and professors had ever seen.

'Damnit Cysero!'

The news of odd happenings in Vale would reach a small village in Mistral, and a certain man with amber eyes, white hair, and a scar across the bridge of his nose would stow away on the first airship to the city. However, as the trip would take at least a week, Tomix had plenty of time to figure out how he was going to find Cysero and a certain Soul Weaver friend. In the meantime, an unsuspecting Arch Knight would be walking the streets of Vale and bump into a strange man with beach-blonde hair, tanned skin, and...

'Is that a tail?' Ash asked as he stared at the Faunus in wonder.

Sun raised a brow. 'Yeah, so?'

Ash eyes lit up. 'THAT'S SO COOL!'

Needless to say, a strange sort of friendship was born between the two, a friendship that would grow stronger in the next few seconds as they were forced to run from the police.