I'm back...already. Anyway, I'll answer jakillking999's question: only time will tell. At this point, that's just one of those "moments" where I just wanted it to have some part of pointless humor...and violence. Anyway, let's get on with the story!

"And blah blah blah with the blah blah blah…."

I struggled to stay awake as we sat through another one of the famous stories from Professor Port as Lima would poke me periodically to make sure I hadn't fallen asleep. I'm gonna have to thank her later.

Looking down, I could see Weiss had a clock up and running, staring intently at it as Ruby sat with her face in the palm of her hand, motionless.

…she's asleep.

"And then I-."

The bell suddenly went off as Weiss quickly shut off the clock, speed walking out of the class room.

Standing up, I stretched, attempting to get the sleep out of my system.

"Delta."

I turned to my right, seeing Sierra.

"Team meeting, 1400."

I nodded, immediately taking notice to her immediate military timing. Looking back down, I could see Yang shake her sister awake as Blake left the room. Ruby slowly stirred, looked around the room, then stood up, stretching herself. I looked away, smiling, but then feeling a bit depressed as that blonde guy from the café food fight immediately walked up to her and started chatting with her.

…oh well. Can't dwell on it.

"Okay," Sierra said, bringing up a screen, "today's mission briefing is a scout mission; Grimm have been sighted near Vale, so it's up to us to get a survey of just how close."

"Aww," Hotel said, "here I was hoping that I'd get to pop a few in the face."

"I never said you couldn't," Sierra replied.

Both sword handles for Alternate Echo flipped and clicked into place as I drew them, making sure there wasn't anything wrong with them. Lima stared intently at my weapons, then asked, "…semblance…?"

"Oh yeah," Sierra said, "I completely forgot!"

Looking up at our leader, I asked, "What'd you forget?"

Sierra smirked and said, "What kind of team are we if we don't even know each other's semblance?"

True that.

"…super senses…," Lima said outright.

"Weapon tracing," I said, catching Sierra's attention.

"Ooh, explain please," she said, walking up and sitting on the bed opposite of mine. I sighed, scratching my head as I began my explanation.

"Well," I started off, "I can basically trace my swords into my hand as long as they're out of the sheath."

I gave Sierra one of my swords, rematerializing it into my own hand several moments later getting an "oooohhhh, nice!"

"And," I continued, "I can teleport to any weapon given my DNA's on it, but it only works temporarily if I haven't been using that weapon for so-and-so amount of time, or if I've been cut and my blood happens to be on it."

I dropped one of my swords on the ground, kicking it toward the door, reappearing with my hand on the handle of the sword as I picked it up, teleporting back to where my other sword was sitting on my bed.

"See? Pretty neat."

Sierra nodded her appreciation, turning toward Hotel and saying, "You're up, Big Guy."

Hotel smirked and said, "Mines is Adrenaline. Basically, low Aura's not a factor with me because I just keep going and going and going. If anything, my Aura goes down slowly, and I never really get tired."

Hmm, plausible enough. Now for one last member….

We all turned to Sierra, who somehow had pulled out a knife in the timespan that it took Hotel to finish talking. She stared at it, then looked at us and said, "My semblance is Time Control."

Time control? How often do you run across that?

I looked back at Lima, who seemed pretty interested herself. Sierra sighed and said, "Pretty self-explanatory; I can control time itself; slow it down, speed it up, stop it, but I can't go backwards. Or rather, I can, but I can only do it to inanimate objects like bridges, but then the object repeats what it does."

I whistled. Lima was suddenly sitting next to me in clear interest as Hotel said, "Pfft…it's nothing special."

"Hotel."

He opened his eyes as she raised an arm, snapping her fingers. I looked at Hotel, seeing a look of fright on his face as a knife had suddenly appeared several inches from his face.

"I only need to snap my finger again," she said in a dangerous tone, "to have steel sitting in the center of your brain!"

Holy shit, she's serious…!

Hotel was frozen in place, finally moving a bit to the side and saying, "I'm…sorry."

"Good!"

Suddenly the knife reappeared in her hand as she said, "Now then, Team SHLD, mission starts in 0030!"

I gawked. 30 minutes!? Was that even enough time to run to the mess hall to get a little snack!?

"Umm…Sierra? Could I, like, run to the mess hall real quick?"

She looked at me, then thought about it, saying, "Wait a sec."

Suddenly, she had a bag of chips in her hand as she said, "Now you don't have to make that run!"

I blinked. She seriously takes advantage of her semblance.

…I hope she's not a pervert….

I gave a nervous laugh, slowly opening the bag and popping a chip in my mouth. Sierra stared at me, then shot a devious smile at me with a clear angry mark forming on her head.

"Delta," she said in a dangerous tone, "did you just think I was a pervert with my semblance?"

I flinched, quickly replying, "N-n-no! I was just thinking about how cool it was that you can take advantage of your semblance!"

Oops. Wrong choice of words.

Sierra's eyes began to shade menacingly as she said, "Delta."

I stiffened up as she said, "You have three seconds to get as far away from here as possible before I slit your throat."

I didn't need any more inspiration than that.

Picking up my sword, I quickly threw it out the window as she began, "Three."

I focused my aura on finding my sword as she continued, "Two."

Teleporting to my sword, I could feel the familiar grip of one third of Alternate Echo as I could mentally hear her say, "One."

I began sprinting like a man who was running from his wife, only to trip over something as I heard her voice hover over me and say, "Zero."

I rolled around, seeing her about to throw a knife at my face.

"W-wait! I'm sorry! I won't say it again!"

I could feel the wind of her knife stopping inches from my face as she asked, "…Really now?"

I nodded as fast as I could, relieved as she finally let up and say, "Okay! Now get your ass off the ground and let's get this show on the road!"

...I'll give a valid explanation on the Hotel punch next chapter...