Jet laid in his own floating bed, awaiting sleep and the start of the second day of the weekend. While he did still have some homework to do, he was unconcerned. He could wing it, if he had to.

"Hey."

A familiar voice disturbed him. Jet opened his eyes to see Blake's yellow eyes shining close, and her face was very close to his own. The fright it gave him instantly triggered the charge of his Red Pulse Exceed, and he was forced to use his will to prevent it as he laid there, staring into Blake's eyes.

"What is it?" he asked, sitting up as she backed off. It was still dark outside, and the window was open, though he suspected that was how she got in.

"We need to talk." she replied.

Jet folded his wings and plummeted from the clouds, landing on the rooftop of the dorm rooms. Blake arrived a moment sooner, elegantly leaping onto the shadow covered roof under the dark, cloudy sky.

"So what did you want to talk about?" Jet asked, feeling a growing sense of trepidation. He knew Blake was the smart one of RWBY, and if she wanted to talk to him, at this time, it must be something quite serious.

"I saw your fight with CRDL." Blake replied. "The whole thing."

"You fuckers. You brave the wrath of a motherfucking GOD!"

Blake looked up from her book. She sat in a tree overlooking the dorm room area, and had originally came here for some peace, and an escape from Yang, who seemed to be interested in everything she was doing.

Now she closed her book as she saw Jet engulf himself in purple flames, that lance and shield from before appearing in his hands, but they were glowing red-hot. Blake felt her heartbeat increase substantially once she realised that Jet looked furious. He was angrier than any other time Blake had seen him. She noticed CRDL getting up, and Cardin was angry too, though the cowardly boys behind him didn't seem as brave.

"None of you go." he growled. "Tonight, we're taking this fuck down."

"You will all die for what you called her!" Jet roared, his voice reaching Blake and making her ears twitch under her bow. "Burn!" Was he referring to Ruby?

Jet crouched, the lance glowing as Blake had seen it glow when she'd fought him. After barely a second of charging his attack, he fired a flaming barrage of laser-like projectiles that seared the skin of his opponents and set alight sections of the ground. Blake flinched at the scream of Sky, who'd taken the brunt of the attack.

Jet was out for blood though, as he ran past Cardin's cronies to get to the big guy himself, lance first, bathed in flames. He raised his weapon to block the lance, but the attack was a feint, and Jet thrust his own weapon into Cardin's chest, causing him to howl in pain as the burning metal broke his aura, but it didn't contact his skin.

Cardin retaliated, swinging in an arc towards Jet's head, and Blake braced herself for the pain Jet would feel when it connected. However, it merely bounced off the fire surrounding him.

Now Blake was astonished. That shield semblance was clearly far more powerful than she'd thought, allowing Jet to take a hit full in the face from Cardin without flinching. Jet counter-attacked by ramming him with his shield, and seared Cardin once again, burning off the bully's shirt.

'Stop. You've done enough.' Blake thought. If Jet had heard her, he clearly didn't acknowledge her.

Jet slashed the man in front of him again and again across his chest with the white-hot metal. Blake felt herself cringe every time Cardin yelled in pain and the lance slashed him afresh, until he finally punched Cardin in his bloody gut, knocking his weapon away.

As Blake watched, he drew his lance back, the steaming tip pointed directly at his adversary's heart, and held it there. He wasn't going to… was he?

"Do it, you son of a bitch." Cardin growled at him. "Fucking big man now, huh, protecting your bitch!"

"DIE!" Jet roared, plunging his weapon down.

"You would have killed him." Blake concluded, as Jet sat down, cross-legged on the flat roof.

"I would have." Jet replied. Part of him still wanted to end Cardin for that, but he forced his rage down. Scum like him wasn't worth his time. "They threatened Ruby, and called her unspeakable things even when I asked them to stop. Normally, I would have brushed them off, but I just snapped. It's a first for me."

"Ruby's already told Yang and Weiss what she saw over the camera." Blake said. "While Yang's got a newfound respect for you, Weiss and I are worried. About your power."

"What about it?" Jet asked, and a purple flicker of fire appeared on his hand. He shook his hand to extinguish it as he saw Blake's eyes widen.

"You've done something to get it, and I want to know what." Blake replied.

Shit.

"What makes you think I've done something?" Jet asked, now looking straight into Blake's eyes. Time to bring out the talent for secrecy.

"No-one can get that strong in-between when you left with Ruby and when you returned by simple means." Blake responded sternly.

"Define simple means." Jet requested.

"Ordinary, like through training." Blake replied swiftly, and her frown became apparent. Could Jet tell her, maybe?

"We all have our secrets, Blake." Jet said, pointing to the top of his head, referring to Blake's ears. "I have mine, just like you have yours."

"Except this 'secret' could be having all sorts of effects on all sorts of people." Blake countered.

"I could say the same about yours." Jet stated, now starting to let his annoyance creep into his voice. "Leave this matter where it lies."

"I could," Blake replied, "but something tells me this is big, and should be out in the open."

"Blake, drop it." Jet insisted, and the fire sparked again.

"I won't, because I need this information." Blake shot back.

Jet stood up now, and allowed his flames to catch. Purple light flickered around him as he stared Blake down, who did not flinch at his transformation. Enough was enough.

"You want to know how I can do this?" Jet responded. "You'd need to be half a monster to understand. That's why I can't tell you, because you're messing with forces beyond mortal comprehension!"

"Mortal?" Blake asked, quickly. "Are you suggesting you're not?" Jet could feel the power flowing back into him even as his grimace turned into a smile.

"Do you really expect to comprehend someone like me?" Jet replied, now outstretching his wings. "You want to know the root of all this? The grand secret?"

"Yes." The answer was swift from Blake, and Jet knew that she would never back down. So be it.

He raised his hand, and the Dark Field was constructed in a bubble around them, encompassing the roof. As Blake looked all around them, Jet allowed his eyes to become their demonic red. He waited for her to face him again, before he continued.

"Anything I say from this point on will be between us." Jet said, his voice in its darkened and deep state now. "If not, I will make it a slow and painful end." He flared his flames further to emphasise the point, and Blake took a step back. "I've kept your secret for this long, Blake. Can you do the same for me?"

"Yes." Blake said, her mouth now a thin line, her eyes boring into Jet's.

"Very well." Jet replied. "Then I'll start from the beginning."

It had been five minutes. Jet had just finished recounting everything done with Ruby upon their arrival at the Festung der Shatten, the ritual, up to their return. Blake had kept an expressionless face throughout, and upon Jet's pause, she looked downwards.

"So you're with the Grimm now." she said.

"Ruby and I form the pair. Yes, I am an Angel of Darkness." Jet replied, and as he said it, he allowed the flames that he'd been restraining to fully flicker, his eyes turning red.

"And Flux, your enemy, is one too. That's why you've done this, so you can kill her."

"Right."

"There's no other way to beat her?"

"You tell me."

Blake paused. Jet waited. He'd allowed her in, but now…

"You have to promise not to mention that you know about this to ANYONE, got it?" Jet asked.

"Thank you, Jet." Blake responded steadily, looking up. Jet saw her eyes widen a little, probably from the red eyes. "I promise."

"Now that you know what I am, it should be even more incentive to keep my secret. I'll keep doing the same." Jet said. "Goodnight."

As Blake watched Jet leap from the building, extinguishing the flames with a single flap of his wings, she also turned and ran in the opposite direction.

She needed to report her findings in due course, regardless of Jet's intent. Her team needed to know.