Orion watched from above as his children fought with everything they had. They might have been only first year students, but they fought with the poise and dignity of fully trained Huntsmen and Huntresses.
Cecelia, the prodigy that she was, relished in the thrill of battle, like her father before her. In her right was a sword befitting a someone of larger stature. It was massive, the blade itself longer than her arm. It would have taken a larger person using two hands to even attempt to move the monstrous metal weapon , yet she did it with ease. She cleaved through all Grimm that dared to cross her path. Her secondary weapon was unconventional, using wire to manipulate the battlefield to her liking. Behind her she formed a mesh of wires that angrily hissed and snapped, shredding Grimm with lethal precision. The area around her became a sea of limbs before long, a testament to her skill and deadliness.
Yale, the second part of Cecelia's team, was different. While the twins in the team focused on melee combat, Yale opted for a ranged assault. From a distance away, his accuracy was unmatched. A high-powered rifle with a blue finish and high-powered scope allowed him to take shots without the fear of missing. He channeled his aura into every shot, firing a bullet coated in a modest blue energy that devastated anything unfortunate to be in his line of sight. He smiled as he tossed away an empty magazine, loaded another and never let down his smile. He calmly moved a strand of his blue hair out of his way and looked down his scope. He pulled the trigger on his rifle and smirked as his bullet found its mark, knocking a small Nevermore out of the sky.
Asher, finally beginning to come into his own, became a tempest of steel as knives skewered all Grimm that approached him. He soon started to become sluggish, fatigue and exhaustion soon beginning to set in. Still he fought, regardless of enemy before him. Unlike his father or sister, a sword never suited him. Instead he opted for knives attached to wires, allowing him to manipulate them with ease after much practice.
Nakagami, the final member of Cecelia's team, was the most unique of the grounp. She had shining golden hair that rivaled Cecelia's own. Unlike the others, she happily used her semblance whenever she wanted. Her semblance stored items in a pocket space, one which she could reach in and summon without a care in the world. As Orion had learned, it threw off even trained warriors, as she was almost never defenseless. As of now, she wielded a golden lance, covered it in her aura and as she ran an Ursa Major through, the weapon dissipating soon after. She replaced it with an ornate golden katana, and effortlessly cut down any approaching Grimm.
Orion watched, impressed by everyone's performance, as they last Grimm was cut down by Cecelia. The team appeared exhausted, practically dragging themselves back to Yale's position, who was likewise exhausted from his use of his semblance.
The rest of the team finally arrived at the base of the temple they were meant to defend, the monks showering them with praise and thanks. Cecelia gracefully accepted the beaded necklace they presented her, learning that it was supposed to ward off evil, as she was the leader of the team.
" We are forever in your debt, young warriors," the head priest said. He was an older man, blind whilst wearing a fitting golden robe. He found Orion's hand and shook it gratefully, then repeated the process with the others. " As thanks, please join the celebrations later tonight. We had already sent word to nearby villages, and they should be arriving soon. We'd be truly grateful if you joined us."
Team CYAN looked at one another before looking towards Orion. He smiled and nodded, the blind monk somehow aware of it. " Wonderful, please make yourselves at home young warriors. Elder Flamesong, I have something I wish to discuss with you, if you would grant me the time of day.'
" Lead the way," Orion said calmly before looking at Cecelia, who stiffened and shot to attention. " You four did fine, go rest up and celebrate. You earned it. We'll leave in a few days since I doubt Jaune'll care if we're behind schedule."
" But what if the Headmaster reprimands us?" Nakamgami asked nervously. Orion simply chuckled, brushing off the comment as he walked away with the monk. Asher sighed as he gripped the bridge of his nose and placed a hand Nakagami's shoulder.
" Ignore him, let's just relax," he said calmly. " I wanna see what kind of celebration these guys have."
Cecelia, Asher and Yale watched in awe. The full moon of Remnant, combined with the lights of the celebration highlighted the festivity's main attraction.
Nakagami had golden hair, set to rival an enraged Yang or Cecelia. However, hers stayed a dull shade, reflecting her withdrawn personality and life choice. Yet, she stood in the forefront of dancers, wearing a slender white robe and jewelry of exquisite craftsmanship. The sight of her drowned of the sounds of drums, cheers, and Yale's confusion.
Asher watched his partner with wide eyes, taking in her slender form, golden hair and respectable feminine physique. She had a pale complexion, her toned legs and ample body began to send blood throughout Asher's body. She only began to intoxicate him more as she added her Semblance into the mix.
Amidst her display, she reached out and summoned a silver staff, adorned with a red crystal on one end and a blue crystal on the other. She brandished the staff with grace and dignity. She swung the staff in a wide arc, letting of a wave of golden wind that roared throughout the area. Everyone cheered as she continued, releasing a fireball into the sky. It exploded in a shower of radiant sparks that mingled with the golden wind.
Soon the rhythmic beating of the drums and music came to a slow stop, and with them also came the end of Nakagami's dance. The fire and wind she had released finally began to descend to the ground, their touch bringing a feeling of relief to those that made contact with it.
Asher caught a small ember in his hands, only to watch it be blown away by the wind. The warmth it brought was nothing compared to the fire that was burning in his chest. Cecelia noticed this and nudged her brother in his side with her elbow, waking his mind from its stupor.
" W-Where's dad," Asher quickly asked, avoiding Cecelia all the same. His sister simply shrugged and ruffled her hair.
" No clue, haven't seen him since he started to talk the blind guy."
Asher sighed as Nakagami waved hello to her team and made her way back to them. Asher felt a flutter in his heart as she stopped in front of him, panting heavily. Yale rubbed the bridge of his nose and walked away, leaving the twins and Nakagami alone.
" Very wonderful, Nakagami," a new voice said from behind the twins. They instantly see Orion standing behind them, wearing a robe similar to the one the monks wore. Asher sighed as Cecelia giggled under her breath like a small child.
" What the hell is with that outfit, Dad?" Asher demanded with annoyance. Orion, Cecelai and Nakagami only laughed in response, even as Orion nudged them onward. The group partook in the festivities, singing, dancing, games, plays, and everything in between followed, bringing joy to everyone's face.
When he properly separated from the group, Orion secluded himself away from the enjoyment. He opened his scroll and waited for a signal to be established.
" Yale, how are things looking on your front?" he asked, his tone serious and cold. From an area outside the festival grounds, Yale sat in a tree, his rifle at his side, ear-piece equipped and binoculars searching. In the distance, a least a mile from the festival was a small fire that Yale barely saw. Using his Semblance, he discerned only one person there.
" Target located, Sir. North of our position."
" Good work, I'll deal with the rest."
Far away from the festival grounds, Orion found the small-fire. A lone figure wearing a black robe sat, back towards Orion and face towards the campfire. Orion whistled once before taking a seat across from the figure.
" It's been a long time, Flamesong," the familiar voice said kindly once Orion was seated.
" It really has been a good while, Amira," Orion said kindly. The Angel peeled back her hood to reveal the familiar youthful face of the celestial being. She extended her hand as a type of starryl energy enveloped it. Orion sighed as he nodded in silent understanding.
" Yep, just like Asher's Semblance. So does this mean that-"
" That the silent zealots of Heaven will attempt to stop any human who possess Cosmic Force in their body? Yes, yes it does. You, Asher, Jaune and his daughter are in grave danger. It is like I told you a year ago, there is grave unrest in Heaven, as brother turns against brother, sister against sister. I'm confident that the war, when it happens, will spill over into your world as well. The unrest, confusion and malice will bring Grimm, and when humanity is weakened it will bring back-"
" Chaos, which has probably been waiting and biding his time to get even with us," Orion concluded, earning a small nod from Amira. " What a time to be alive. Oh well, it is what it is. When it happens, I'm sure we'll be ready for it."
" I apologize for not sharing your optimism," Amira said with sadness as she buried her face in her hands and sighed heavily. " And as such, with an era of peace ending, an era of strife and war follow."
Orion sighed heavily, knowing just how right Amira was.