Hello, everyone! This is Umbra the Hedgehog signing back in! Okay, we're done with the opening chapters. It's time to open the floodgates and let the imagination fly in full now. This is where we start telling more original stories and taking full advantage of the environment that we're currently playing with, and we really hope to impress with this. Let's get right to it!
NOTE:
-This is a collaborative effort between me, Noctis Gaelum and Alastar the hawk. We claim ownership over nothing except our own original characters.
SMWK
Later that day…
Once Professor Ozpin finally finished announcing the new teams, then came the next step: each of them had to be directed to their new room.
As the newly christened Team SMWK made their way to their assigned room, each of them reacted in their own way.
Maza was shaking with excitement. "Where do you think we'll be staying, guys? Oh! You think we'll get bunk beds or regular beds?"
"Dibs on the hammock!" Set wasted no time on calling ownership on one of the mementos he brought from his hometown: a knitted hammock.
Kale looked at him with what seemed like amazement. "You brought that all the way here?"
"Of course I did! How else am I supposed to have a good night's sleep? Snooze on the floor like a pup?"
That got Maza to grin. "Aww, that'd be so cute!"
"Tell me you are joking." Wyatt quickly voiced his thoughts. "You are aware that we're sleeping in a room, and not on the sand during a hunt in the beach, right?"
Kale raised an eyebrow at him. "You've never been to Vacuo, have you?"
"No, but I don't see how that's relevant to the conversation."
"Trust me. Spend enough time there, you'll learn that the floor's a bed only for the weak." Set elaborated. "Plus, I'd like to avoid fleas."
Wyatt sighed and looked forward.
I can work with this… I can work with this…
"So, how close are we?" Maza moved over to Kale's side.
In turn, he looked at the doors carefully. "If I got the directions right, we should be arriving right about…" He stopped and turned to one in particular. "…now."
Wyatt opened the door and looked inside.
"Hmm… a bit big, but I think we can make it work." He brought a hand up to his chin. "We each take one wall, Set can take the one to the right of the window, and we each get 25% of—"
Conversely, Maza stepped in almost immediately. "We've gotta make room for the hammock!"
Before he could even argue with her, though, she turned around.
"Oh, sorry. You were just about to say something, weren't you?"
He just clenched his fist and silently walked towards one of the beds.
"…Nothing. Don't worry." As he sat on it, he proceeded to lay on one of its adjacent walls. "Let's just adjust to the room as you want."
The Faunus girl's expression immediately changed from concerned to happy. "Okay."
"Geez, chill, Stretch. Not everything needs to be by the book." Set was the next one, yet again speaking as though he had not one care in the world.
Wyatt could only stare at him, still unable to comprehend why Ozpin would make him the leader.
…I can still work with this. I still can.
He took a moment to calm himself down before speaking again.
"You're right, sir. I suppose I'm not totally used to a new chain of command." He addressed him in a more relaxed fashion. "I will have everything under control once we start our training sessions for the upcoming semester."
Maza tilted her head to the side. "Uhh… the what?"
"You know, the training sessions. The schedule for our workouts that our leader has in store for us. Oh! That reminds me…" Wyatt grabbed his backpack and pulled out a rather thick folder filled to the brim with papers, right before standing up and dropping it on top of Set's stomach. "Here you go, sir."
Kale raised an eyebrow. "What is that?"
"My training schedule, ideas, and inventory of Dust for my weapons. You will see that everything is up to date." Wyatt smiled proudly. "I know you might have some ideas for our team's development, but I believe this should help us improve in no time."
Maza blinked a couple of times, before leaning towards Kale to whisper into his ear. "He does know that Beacon isn't a military school… right?"
"Hey, Breeze. Lemme just say I have no idea what you're talkin' about." Set immediately snarked at him. "Mind translating for us civilians?"
"What do you mean, 'civilian'? Aren't you supposed to be a Huntsman? This is what being a Huntsman is about: putting your mind and body to the limit in order to find ways to improve. Since we are a team now, we need to learn how to work as a unit." Wyatt put both hands behind his back. "Learn, find our greatest strengths and weaknesses to protect each other… what better way to achieve that, and ensure we are not eaten alive by Grimm, than daily training?" He turned to his team leader. "So, at what time do we start tomorrow, sir? How about 5 AM sharp? Or do you prefer a minute right after midnight?"
"Oh, my goodness… he wants to kill us." Maza said, starting to panic.
Set groaned at this display.
"Listen here, Private Cyclone. We are not soldiers. We literally just got here. Tomorrow, we will dedicate our time to resting, setting up, and growing accustomed to the fact that we will be away from home for quite some time."
He then grabbed the rather heavy folder and threw it away carelessly, with it landing on a nearby table… in a rather disorderly manner.
"Also, that is what a table looks like." Then he pointed at his chest. "This is my stomach, and it's good for two things: processing food, and belly rubs. Are we clear?"
Wyatt gave him an angry look. "…I apologize for my insubordination, but to be clear, are you really willing to risk the lives of your unit just because you need time to 'settle down'? That is suicide… sir." His words were full of disdain. "The creatures of Grimm don't think, they don't rest, and, most importantly… they don't stop. If we don't do the same and keep training, they will eventually overpower us. We need to plan while we still can. We need to—"
"What we need is to function as a unit, as you so eloquently put it." Kale interrupted him. "And honestly, with the way you guys are bickering, we'll be dead in a month even if we train every day."
"Yeah, come on, guys." Maza put herself in between Wyatt and Set. "We're all in this together. Can we all just get along, please?"
Wyatt stared back at her pleading eyes before grumbling and walking away.
"Whatever. Whenever you're ready to talk about how to train, look for me. In the meantime, if anyone needs me, I will be at the gym." He left the room, slamming the door behind him.
Maza stared at the door for a couple of seconds before looking at her friends.
"Does Beacon even have a gym?"
Set scoffed. "He can live there for all I care." He turned towards the window. "If he thinks pushing your body to its breaking point is the way to go, he'll end up with more than a broken eye and a black nose." Suddenly, his eyes widened. "Wait…"
Surprisingly, Kale and Maza made the same comment in response. "I-I think you mean—"
"I know…" He hit his face with his open palm.
Maza then looked at Kale. "What do we do now?"
He just sighed. "We should probably give him a moment to simmer down." Then he sat down on one of the beds. "I don't think we're going to get through to him like this."
"I hope he's okay." She quickly followed suit. "Wyatt was a teensy bit extreme, but… he was only looking out for us, right? Maybe he's just not used to working with a team. Maybe… maybe he was just trying to find a way to understand it."
"Yeah… maybe."
She then looked at the folder for a moment before turning to Set. "So… what are you going to do with that?"
He sighed heavily, turned his head towards the folder, and rolled his eyes up.
"I'll take a look at it."
A big smile was drawn on her face.
"Thank you… boss." She giggled for a moment. "You know, you're probably going to hate me for this, but he did bring up a good point." It took her less than a second to realize what she said. "Oh, n-not the training thing. I mean, about our strengths and weaknesses. Why don't we talk about them? It could be a good way to get to know each other even more!"
"Sounds like a plan to me." Kale replied with a nod.
Pleased with his answer, she turned to his brother.
"What about you? What do you think, boss?"
"Ehh… alright, sure." Set's reply was very throwaway; he was quite focused on the contents of the folder that Wyatt had left for him to skim through.
"Awesome! So, who wants to start?" Maza asked, alternating her attention between the two brothers.
Kale raised his hand. "Uh, actually… wouldn't it be better if it was all four of us here?"
Meanwhile, Set did naught but sink into his own thoughts.
…Amazing. All of this. I mean, I would never have my team wake up at 5 AM to run circles around Beacon. That's just nuts. But… most of this… is actually brilliant. So filled with determination. Passion. Thought… Maybe… maybe he really is doing more than merely turning us into soldiers… Maybe I should—
"…Boss?" Maza's voice caught his attention, as she waved her hand in front of his face. "Are you there?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah…" He looked down at the page he was at for a moment before closing the folder. "Anyway, this is boringly long. I think I've read enough for one day. Let's go fetch Sandstorm."
Maza smiled and nodded. "You're the boss, boss!"
"Alright, little brother. You're in charge." Kale followed shortly after.
At that time, Wyatt walked outside the main Beacon building, approaching what could be considered a gymnasium.
"Hello?" He asked out loud while entering the building, inspecting it closely as he walked in. "Is this the gymnasium? Sorry for intruding, but I'm a bit lost, and a second-year student told me that this is the place where anyone can get some training."
It wasn't long before he spotted someone, who had turned to look at him right after he finished talking.
It was one of the members of a group that Professor Ozpin had christened as Team RWBY. A reasonably tall, blonde girl with purple eyes. He remembered her name clearly: Yang Xiao Long.
"Hel-looo~" She waved at him, her tone friendly and carefree.
Wyatt raised an eyebrow at that. "Miss Xiao Long…"
All of a sudden, his eyes widened, followed by him taking a second look around the building.
"Is this the women's gymnasium? Forgive me for the confusion. There wasn't a clear sign, and I—"
She interrupted him right there. "Nah, pretty sure the gym isn't divided by genders. Can you imagine how awkward that would be? People would keep crashing the wrong place… although it would be kinda funny, now that I think of it." She came across as quite perky and friendly. "Also, you can just call me Yang. Using my last name makes me feel like an old lady. I don't look like one, do I?"
"That depends on what you define as 'old'." He did not skip a beat, even as he walked besides her and started to check the equipment. "Old enough to drink, old enough to hold a weapon, old enough to marry… there are many ways to interpret that. Wouldn't you agree?"
Yang merely looked at him, clearly puzzled by the response.
"You must be the life of every party, huh?" Even so, she still gave him a snarky smile.
"Negative." Wyatt walked towards a punching bag and began to punch it repeatedly, missing the gesture. "Don't pay any attention to me, miss. I will just be here training in silence."
Yang simply raised an eyebrow at this, quickly bringing her attention back to the sandbag she was using to train. Before throwing another punch at it, however, she chuckled.
"Hey, Smiley! How about training with me?" She turned to Wyatt once more.
Wyatt stopped and looked at her for a moment before going back to his punching bag.
"No, thank you. Nothing personal, but, you see, this…" He stopped and pointed at the bag. "…is safer than a fight against you."
Yang smiled confidently. "Don't tell me you're afraid of fighting a girl!"
"No, I'm afraid of sending a foolish girl to the hospital." He stopped and sighed before looking at his hands. "That is the curse of power."
She turned to her sandbag.
"Alllllrighty, scaredy cat. I'll just tell everyone that the big guy from Team SMWK was too scared to get beat by a girl." It was pretty clear that she wasn't being serious. "That should be funny. Everyone's reactions will be all like 'ooh', 'oh', 'no my gosh'… it's gonna be priceless!" As she finished talking, she purposely blew it off with one punch.
Wyatt took a deep breath.
Let it pass, Wyatt. She doesn't know… she is just another foolish girl. Nothing good will come if you knock her out. Just… just let her…
Completely immersed in his thoughts, it took him a moment to notice that, much like Yang had done, he had sent the punching bag flying with a single punch.
"Miss Xiao Long…" He stared at it for a few seconds before turning to her again. "…why do you want to fight me so badly?"
She shrugged in response. "Well, why not?"
"Because seeking a fight blindly, with a perfect stranger no less, is not always a good idea. You know nothing about me, and I know nothing about you." He walked towards what looked like a stage. "…I'll give you three minutes. If you are still on your feet after that, please throw the match. Don't let your pride speak for you."
She slammed her fist into her other hand, with a cocky look on her face. "That's two more than I'm gonna need, buddy. If you are still standing after that, feel free to give up before you get hurt."
Wyatt facepalmed at her words.
"It's like the word 'discipline' is taboo in this school." He shook his head before looking at her again. "Alright, Miss Xiao Long, courtesy demands that I let you throw the first punch, so go ahead." He extended his arms in preparation. "Guts, face, legs, side… just pick one. We will take that as the starting point of the match."
She stretched her arms for a moment. "If you say so. Just watch out for my hair when it gets serious, okay?"
She readied herself, took a fighting stance, jumped forward, and shot at the floor, flipping over Wyatt, and landing behind him. Instead of throwing a punch, though, she tapped him on the shoulder.
"You know, leaving your back open isn't very smart."
Wyatt stayed quiet and sweep kicked Yang's legs, making her lose her balance and fall, before jumping backwards to create distance between them.
"Tell me this is not how you intend to fight during the entire match."
That got a smile out of Yang.
"Not bad. This might just be fun." She got up and readied herself once more. "Make this interesting, big guy!"
"I will take that as a 'yes'." He was clearly very annoyed.
Wyatt then dashed forward to her, with his fist at the ready for a frontal assault. Yang prepared herself to receive it, but when he got close enough, he took a short step back, and let her throw a punch at him before sidestepping and lightly pushing her to the side.
"I will give you this: that punch just back there was powerful indeed. I'm honestly impressed. But there is a difference between fishing and taking." He grabbed her by the shoulders and applied pressure in an attempt to bring her to her knees. "Can you really take it?"
Yang kept her face down for a moment, but much to his shock, she didn't even budge an inch.
"I dunno. Can you?" She looked up to him, with a broad, spirited smile on her face, right before uppercutting him and forcing him back a few feet. "Still scared you'll hurt me?"
Wyatt took a moment to recover from the surprise before shaking his head and then staring at her.
"Are you…?" He looked at her quizzically. "No… you could not be pretending. You… really took that as it was nothing…" He closed his eyes and clenched his fist. "…Who trained you?"
She smirked, with a determined look on her face. She then slid her right foot back a bit, and shot behind her, leaping towards Wyatt who immediately raised his guard and dashed again, this time intending to land a proper punch.
On the outside, Set, Kale, and Maza were searching for their remaining teammate.
"Wyatt! Where are you?" Maza shouted as they walked through the hallways of the school.
The ground shook, and they heard a rumbling coming from not too far away.
"Wh-Wh-What the heck was that?" Kale started looking all around in different directions.
Maza did the same thing. "Something went all, like, brrrrrrrrrrm!"
"Does anyone else smell Dust?" Set sniffed the air. "…And smoke?!"
The rumbling grew larger and more consecutive. So much so, in fact, that they were able to pinpoint a direction to follow.
"Guys, I think I found Wyatt…" Maza's concern was not only clear, but shared by her teammates.
"What are you? Some kind of monster?"
Wyatt and Yang were currently in the middle of a clash, their fists having collided against each other with enough strength to cause shockwaves.
"Nah, not even close." She winked at him. "Just think of me as the toughest girl you're ever gonna meet in your entire life."
Wyatt was taken aback by that for a moment, but he quickly snapped out of it.
"Don't make me laugh. I know tough, and you are wet bread compared to—"
Before he could finish that, he noticed several students had entered the room. Some of them had already taken a seat on a nearby bench, while others were standing up, but it was clear that they had all come for the same reason.
"We are attracting an audience." Reacting quickly, he headbutted Yang, which pushed her far away enough that he was able to get his guard up again. "We need to end this now."
Much to his shock, she chuckled at that.
"What's the matter, Mr. Big 'n' Serious? Are we shy?" She looked at him for a moment. "Nah, you don't look the type."
He grunted and clenched his fist.
"Fine! You want to soil your image so much?! Wish granted!"
He dashed forward and hit her with a powerful uppercut before jumping after her. Immediately after reaching the ceiling, he propelled himself back down, reaching out and grabbing a hold of Yang's head. The two hit the ground, creating a crater and lifting a cloud of dust, from which Wyatt stepped out a couple of seconds later, sighing and looking down.
"Three minutes…" He turned away from her, ready to leave. "I warned you."
Before he could, though, he heard some rubble dropping on the floor.
"That was pretty awesome! I wasn't expecting—"
Yang's voice stopped suddenly, and as he turned back around, Wyatt spotted a golden lock of hair falling in front of her.
"…You…"
Her eyes turned to an intense red color, much to his shock, and he noticed that she had suddenly started looking at him much more seriously. On top of that, even though he could tell it was only her hair that was doing it, it was as though her entire body was surrounded by fire out of nowhere.
"…Now it's personal!"
He blinked a few times in disbelief. "How can you—"
He had no chance to finish his inquiry, as she punched him in the face at top speed, making him fly a couple of feet away.
"What?!" He barely had any time to process the fury of her first strike, as she quickly went for the offensive again.
The audience soon went wild at her performance, chanting her name.
"Please, stop!" Wyatt was trying his best to block her attacks. "I can't keep this up for much longer. Step down while you still can!"
However, it was as though he was speaking to thin air, as she seemed to not have heard him.
Reacting as quickly as he could, he threw a punch at her that clashed with her own, having mustered just barely enough strength to stop her in her tracks. This was followed by a blindingly rapid clash of perfectly matching punches, and soon, both were lost in the moment, blinded by adrenaline.
Only one thought was going through both of their heads at that point: bringing the other down.
Finally, they both put every single bit of their strength into one final strike. The collision of their fists was so intense that it created a powerful shock wave, which sent both of them flying backwards and right into the walls, and in turn, these two impacts were so strong that the building practically broke in two. Before either one of them could even process what had just happened, the whole gym had been reduced to nothing more than a gigantic pile of rubble.
This didn't stop them, however, as they each managed to dig their way out and began to stare each other down…
…but Yang stopped when she noticed something.
Having reached the gym right before it was completely wrecked by their fight, all the remaining members of Teams RWBY and SMWK stood before them, most of them completely frozen with shock at what had just transpired.
"Yang?" Surprisingly, Ruby Rose only seemed mildly confused.
Conversely, Wyatt just marched towards Yang, seemingly ignorant of his surroundings at this point.
"Enough! I'm done playing safe!" He raised his voice, which got her attention again. "I wanted to avoid killing anyone…"
He clenched his fists and then raised them up, like he wanted her to directly focus on them.
"Even a monkey can hold a gun, and a sword is nothing but a glorified stick, but this… this is the nerve. This is us. This is what we really are!"
As if on cue, he deployed his weapons, and Yang could see it in his eyes that he was ready to continue.
"Now, face the blizzard!"
As Wyatt slowly brought his hands together, and the two drills began to spin. One of them quickly coated itself with ice, while the other one stayed the same. The moment they touched each other, the two actions led to the ice being crushed just as quickly as it was generated, followed by it being swept up into the air. In a matter of moments, the entire area was covered by so much powdered ice that it was like being in the middle of a thick blizzard, blocking all visibility.
"Welcome to my world!" Despite this, his voice could still be heard clearly.
Yang was taken aback, but soon enough, she composed herself and started shooting at the air.
"That's right, keep shooting. Tell me exactly where you are!"
Without any further warning, he started to attack Yang from all directions, each hit carrying more force than the last one.
"Tell your teammate to stop!" Ruby immediately turned to the three other members of Team SMWK. "He doesn't know what he's doing!"
Set nodded before focusing his attention on the heavy blizzard.
He wanted a leader? Well, he's about to get what he wanted in the first place, tenfold.
He sniffed the air a few times, eventually opening his eyes and looking at a particular spot. After taking a fighting stance, he fired Moon Sherbet, but interrupted the chain before it flew out of the device, thus creating pressure.
Most of them were too distracted to pay attention to him, but Kale immediately recognized it as the same maneuver he had pulled back home with the training dummy.
"Kale!" Set quickly turned to his brother.
The older boy responded just as quickly. "Shadow Fang?"
"Shadow Fang."
Kale nodded. "Got it!"
That got Maza's attention, and she looked at the two again just in time to see Kale disappearing from view the second he jumped into Set's shadow.
"Wh-What just happened?" Her eyes went wide from the surprise.
The fight went on for a few more seconds, still hidden from view, before she noticed a large object was closing in on their location at high speed… and she instantly recognized it.
"Kale?!"
Yes, the boy was flying at them like a bullet, aiming directly for his brother.
Right on cue, Set jumped up slightly. Kale did a flip in midair, switching his position so that when the two collided, the Faunus boy's feet landed right beneath his own, and using all the speed and thrust that he had built up, he stretched his legs out. Kale managed to land on his feet, while Set was catapulted right in the direction that he had been staring at before, flying into the scene at about the same speed his brother had come in before, like a knife piercing the sky.
And the second he saw Wyatt, he instantly got angry.
He pulled Moon Sherbet back into its socket less than a second before firing it again, the speed of the attack being higher than usual due to the pressure he had created.
The chain impacted one of Wyatt's drills with such strength and speed that it caused the weapon to break almost immediately upon impact. This was quickly followed up by a punch aimed straight for Wyatt's face, which connected before the white-haired boy could even process what had happened with his drill.
Right as Set landed, the blizzard began to fade, and he immediately turned his sights to Wyatt, who was doing his best to recover from the impact.
Before he could even think of returning the favor, Wyatt was surprised by the sheer level of what seemed like… anger in his team leader's eyes.
"Very smart, you prick! Look at all you've done!" Likewise, his voice left little to the imagination. "Break the gym? Nearly freeze another student? Not to mention the other hurt students!" He pointed at each of those things as he named them. "Look to your right! Do you think pulling them from under the rubble is our job?! Geez!"
Even his teammates, as well as the members of Team RWBY that were with them, were taken aback by his outburst.
"You keep saying I'm irresponsible and immature? Well, I'm not the one who caused more trouble than he's worth, all out of…" He stopped for a moment, as if trying to find the right words. "…heck, I don't even know what, but from the constant rumbling, I can only imagine!"
Wyatt was shocked at this. For the first time, Set was addressing him as he thought a team leader should, even turning his weapon on him for what had happened.
"What do you have to say for yourself, Whirlwind?!"
While that was going on, Maza turned to Ruby.
"Please excuse our teammate. We had an argument back in our dorm room, and he was pretty angry."
Ruby shook her head before doing the same. "That's not the real problem right now. Your teammate is in danger!"
"Uhh… what?" The blue-haired girl tilted her head to the side.
Before Ruby could explain things further, Yang's silhouette quickly flew out of the dissipating ice cloud, heading straight for Wyatt's location and bringing everyone else's attention back to where the fight had been taking place.
"Get down!"
Reacting quickly, Wyatt pushed Set away before Yang could hit them both. While he was able to save his teammate from the impact, he couldn't stop her attack, which sent him flying right into a nearby wall.
Yang wasted no time in rushing towards him, and as she attacked him again, he managed to match blows with her once again, sending out a number of shockwaves that dispersed the wind.
Ruby was beyond shocked at this display. "Is… is he really keeping up with Yang?"
"Uh, heheheh… it looks that way." Maza was just as embarrassed as she was confused.
The clash continued for a while, when suddenly, Yang did a split and tried to hit Wyatt in the groin, resulting in him retracting and her backing away.
"What's the matter?" Wyatt smirked and grabbed her shoulder, before pressing his arm against her neck and pinning her against the wall. "Never heard the phrase 'balls of steel' before?"
Surprisingly, she returned the gesture with a smirk of her own.
"Wasn't that supposed to be an expression?" As she said this, her eyes finally returned to their normal purple color. "By the way, wordplay is kinda my thing, but still, nice one."
Wyatt looked like he wanted to say something, but before he could, he suddenly collapsed into the floor, the exhaustion caused by the fight finally getting to him. Yang quickly followed suit, since it meant she was no longer being pinned against the wall.
"Heh… thanks. You… are pretty good too." It was only after she hit the floor that he managed to find the right words.
The two laughed in absolute joy for a moment before turning to their teammates, who were staring at them with varying degrees of confusion and irritation.
"Before anyone says anything, I have to say this…" Somehow, Wyatt still had enough energy to wipe the rubble off of himself. "Miss Xiao Long didn't do anything. If you need to punish anyone, then I take full responsibility."
In response, Weiss turned to his teammates. "Is he serious?"
"I… I-I don't know." Kale replied with a shrug, equally as confused as her.
Wyatt's response was simple.
"Miss Xiao Long earned my respect. It's only fair that I take the bullet for her. You didn't exactly want me in your team, so you could say this is your way of getting rid of me." He finally stood back up, looking at Yang as he did. "Consider it my way of showing respect, Miss Xiao Long."
Set sighed heavily.
"…Nah. No need." He walked up to Wyatt. "I'll talk to Professor Goodwitch and tell her it was a training accident. After all, the schedule you left on my stomach earlier did say that we're supposed to be training right now."
"That won't be necessary, Mr. Prowl." The group heard a voice from behind them.
Both teams turned around, to find Glynda approaching. Her actions and response were, as usual, very stoic.
"Professor, there is no need for them all to get punished." Wyatt immediately addressed her. "I did all of that. Just punish—"
"I am well aware, Mr. Whirlwind." She cut him off. "You and Miss Xiao Long are to go to Professor Ozpin's office. Immediately."
Allowing them no chance to respond, she turned and walked away.
"…Woof."
Well… yeah. That really just happened. This is one that's been on the cards since the early stages of planning, and now, it finally gets to appear right here on the site. Lots of work and coordination involved there, and definitely a concerted effort to make sure this could still happen without betraying the essence of the characters. Here's hoping you feel it was worth it.
It's time for the two brawlers to meet up with Professor Ozpin once more. How's that going to go after what just transpired? Well, if you've made it this far and want to know, just move over to the next chapter and read away. We have a double feature this time, and we hope you like it.
This is Umbra the Hedgehog signing off.