Welcome to the next chapter of Arc 47, now that we are starting to get into beacon there is going to be strange events and occurrences such as Nora appearing around randomly and popping out of nowhere. Wonder how much a trained killer can handle from experiencing all this madness that is Beacon. Also, I don't wanna hear people complaining about my style of writing which is showing certain events in the perspective of one character as if it was a transition in the regular show. I do try and keep it in the perspective of the character but it's in my own way of writing so if you don't like it, I don't care.

To the rest, enjoy.

Forest of mayhem

February 8th, 2178 – Over the last period of observation, a few of the clones have stood out, and proven themselves exceptional entities. One of them 47. Still quiet in his class, he is among the sharpest. In physical training, he continues to impress the instructors, and even at his young age, he is a brilliant marksman. I was made aware that the personnel had confiscated slingshots and similar contraptions from him on several occasions.

Forty-seven watched as the Alpha Beowulf was struggling over him as the blade was piercing its heart, he twisted ripping the organ apart, waiting for when it would finally stop like all the others around him. He had taken a short amount of time to kill them as they dropped like flies, the corpses slowly disintegrating into a black smoke.

The Alpha was the only one which was taking the most amount of time as it kept resisting death and kept fighting. All the scars and wounds on its body were proof that it would not go down without a fight, that's why Forty-seven was taking so long to kill the Grimm as it was still growling and thirsting for blood. Its red eyes staring down at him as he held it back with the blade before finally its arms dropped and went limp. All sounds stopped from the Grimm as he could feel the legs give out.

He pulled the blade out and pushed the Grimm back watching as it slowly leaned back until finally hitting the ground and slowly becoming black smoke. Forty-seven fixed his suit, which had become disheveled during the fight, it was his only suit until he could go back to Vale and get the others he had in the apartment that he was using as a temporary living and storage. He just needed to get there when he was done with initiation.

He looked down at his gun while the blade went back into its sheath, the barrel was still smoking a bit while bullet casings littered the floor. He emptied the clip into his hand and checked to see how many bullets were left inside the clip, he saw that he had fired about ten shots which had killed each Beowulf that they hit. He had one left in the clip as the other was still inside the chamber. He put the clip back into the gun and holstered it - deciding to wait before reloading the gun with a fresh clip.

Forty-seven looked around checking for any more Grimm, he did not need another fight so soon and keep him in the same place while all the others made their way towards the temple. The temple was towards the north away from Beacon and the cliff that they were launched from, so he needed to head in that direction and keep up or ahead of everyone. He looked up at the sun checking for which direction he was facing, he was facing west so he just had to head north now and get the relic from the temple. He began walking into the tree line heading north hoping that he didn't run into someone very soon. He undoubtedly didn't want to run into Yang, she seemed a capable fighter - from what he could tell when they shook hands. He could feel her aura and some strange feeling of anger as she interacted with him.

Ruby, on the other hand, was like a lost puppy scared, not knowing what to do, her personality hiding what he could feel from her. She was lonely, it was to be expected from being placed into a hunter academy two years ahead of when you were supposed to be, leaving all the people she knew and left with many that she did not. She seemed to be okay and happy go lucky, but he could feel it from when she shook his hand or would touch him.

That's the thing he disliked about his semblance, being able to feel what was hidden deep inside your soul. He guessed that it was an effect of what his actual semblance could do and that was just an effect that he couldn't control. Luckily it had to be when he was in contact with whoever it was, another reason why he had his gloves on. They helped lessen the effect of feeling their aura and soul, he would have to make sure to keep them on when he is here in Beacon or risk his semblance accidentally going off and affecting someone. Luckily it hasn't affected anyone yesterday or this morning.

Forty-seven looked off into the distance as he began to hear the sounds of gunshots and explosions. The others must have begun fighting Grimm, it seemed a bit interesting to see how they would handle themselves when faced with the beasts. That would have to be for another time as he needs to keep heading for the ruins and collect the relics - whatever they may be. Suddenly there was the sound of someone running towards him that he could hear coming at him fast. He looked around trying to find what direction that it was coming from and see who it is.

Ruby ran around the forest searching for someone that could be her partner. She looked around trying to see any color of blonde which could be her sister, as she ran she repeated it over and over again in her head. 'Gotta find Yang. Gotta find Yang gotta find Yang gotta fiiiind…'

"Yaaaang!" Ruby called out into the forest in hopes that her sister would hear her, she yelled again but had no luck. The blonde was nowhere to be seen, somebody may have already partnered up with her, she would have to find somebody else. But who could she find to be her partner? Ruby thought about everyone that she had met and if they could be her partner. There was always Jason, he's nice...ish. He seems like he can hold his own in a fight, but he may think that she is a nuisance.

There was also Blake! She was so mysterious and calm, she also liked books. But then again she may not be able to hold a conversation with her for very long. Ruby shook her head and kept running past the trees and bushes while trying to think of somebody out here that she could partner up with. There was James, Yang, and Blake. Who else was there that she could team up with?

Suddenly Ruby saw someone standing in her path, she dug her boots down into the dirt trying to stop herself as the ground was tearing up. She began to slow down until finally stopping as she looked up into a pair of blue eyes.

Ruby stood there staring before smiling at her new partner who then turned around and began walking off.

"Wait! Where are you going?" She asked watching them walk off before she just looked down at her feet and kicked the ground. "We're supposed to be teammates…" She was hurt that they walked off leaving her all alone, she knew that making friends was going to be impossible. She knew that they were mad at her but she didn't mean to, she was sorry about yesterday and wanted to make that up. Suddenly she felt someone grab her hood and drag her back the way she was coming.

"By no means does this make us friends," Weiss stated while dragging Ruby away, her excitement welled up deep inside as she smiled and put her hands up over her head.

"You came back!" Ruby cheered as Weiss dragged her off.

"Better her than me," Forty-seven watched as Weiss dragged off Ruby who was waving her hands around in what he could call...joy. He wasn't very sure due to how she was moving while they disappeared behind more bushes off into the distance. He then realized that they were going in the complete opposite direction from the temple, they'll probably find that out eventually.

Probably.

Forty-seven began his walk towards the ruins as he looked off in the corner of his eye and saw a camera planted in the tree watching him. He had seen many of them so this must have been how they were keeping track of each and every student out here as they took part of this event. He was used to this feeling of being watched - he spent his entire life being watched and tested for as long as he could remember.

He just looked away walking off into the forest as he continued searching for the correct path or some kind of sign that he was on the right track. He couldn't tell due to all the heavy foliage obscuring his field of view off into the distance, he couldn't do much from down here, he would need to get higher. Forty-seven looked around for a high tree that he could climb up and see exactly where he was, he then saw a large tree a short distance away. He began heading towards the tree looking up at the hight checking if it would be the best for checking where he was. Luckily it went above the trees so he would get the best view from up there.

As he reached the tree he crouched slightly and jumped up to the first low hanging branch and grabbed it as he pulled throwing himself up higher, he landed on another before he began to jump up. He quickly ascended the tree until finally landing on the last branch that could support him without snapping under his weight. He held a hand on the trunk as he looked around for any sign of the ruins, as far as he could see there was nothing but more trees and foliage. He couldn't see the ruins from here meaning that they would be farther inside, perhaps a couple miles.

"This doesn't seem so hard, it seems like a simple thing as long as you don't go doing something stupid." Forty-seven stopped and looked up thinking until he remembered Yang and Ruby. "Scratch that." He just knew that from the blonde's personality she would cause something, then Ruby would cause something to happen. Probably something worse than the dust explosion yesterday. He then had the random thought of her resembling a lost puppy all alone and afraid. He shook his head, where did that kind of thought come from? He stopped thinking about it as he was short on time, he looked down and jumped off, landing on the grass, he rolled on the ground when his feet hit so that the shock didn't hurt his legs. It wouldn't hurt but he preferred not dealing with an annoying sting.

Forty-seven stood up, dusting off the grass and leaves that stuck to him, as he looked up at the camera watching him. He just watched it zoom in on him before he began walking off ignoring the camera.

Glynda walked back to Ozpin as he was standing on the cliff edge, she watched the feed of each student who had been made partners. She watched the next partnership which had been created, between Nora Valkyrie and Lie Ren. As she approached Ozpin she saw that he was also doing the same.

"Our next team has been formed, sir." Glynda tapped on her scroll pulling up the feed that was showing Nora Valkyrie as she hung upside down from a branch and Lie Ren as he seemed to just be watching her. She felt sorry for the poor boy being partnered up by someone the complete opposite to himself. "Poor boy. I can't possibly imagine those two getting along." Her finger tapped a window switching to another camera and watched Pyrrha walking through the forest searching for a partner, "Still, probably better than Ms. Nikos." Glynda switched to another feed and saw Arc walk away after staring at the camera. She did not trust that boy and felt that something was off about him, he didn't seem right.

"I have a strange feeling from this Jason fellow, his transcript is almost nonexistent. There is barely anything on him." She pulled up his transcripts which had the information that they had, what little they had. "But, I guess we will find out soon enough of how he can handle combat." She closed the scroll and turned back heading to Beacon.

"At their current pace, they all should reach the temple is just a few minutes. Speaking of which, what did you use as relics this year?" She asked never hearing about what the headmaster had used, he gave no reply and was still just standing there looking out at the forest. She turned back to face him.

"...Professor Ozpin?" He only seemed the be listening to the audio that was coming from his scroll, from what she heard it sounded like Ms. Schnee.

"Hello, is someone there?" A voice called out as Forty-seven was inspecting a cave that had old paintings on it. He stayed facing the wall while turning his head to look back at the voice to see who was calling out, he saw that it was Pyrrha who looked at him with a suddenly surprised look as she stepped into the clearing. Their eyes locked, meaning that she was now his partner - unless she already had one behind her. He turned around as she gave an awkward smile.

"O-oh, hello Jason." She waved her hand as he looked, behind her, to see if anyone was coming, he saw no one coming or nearby so that meant she was all alone. "I take it you have no partner yet?" She grabbed her arm as a sheepish smile formed, struggled laughter came from her as she looked back up at him.

"Um, there wouldn't happen to be the chance that you are too without a partner?" She asked as Forty-seven looked back at the cave, suddenly smelling something, it was a strange scent. He turned back to Pyrrha as he fixed his gloves and walking towards her.

"Yes, I don't have one. So that makes us partners now Pyrrha." He held out his hand to her as she looked for a second, she then grabbed his hand shaking it. He was glad that she was also wearing gloves so he couldn't feel anything from her.

"Um, Jason," Pyrrha asked making him raise a brow.

"Yes?"

"What is it that you were doing when I arrived?" She must have seen him looking at the drawings that were one the cave entrance.

"I was just looking at the paintings over there on the wall, they seem very old." Forty-seven wasn't sure what they were as many people from the past painted symbols that had many different meanings. He thinks that it could be a warning, but it also could be just a story that they made as a way to keep it as a memory.

"I see, do you know what they mean?"

"It seems to be a warning at best, there must have been some type of Grimm. I'm just not sure if it's still there or not since the paintings are very old. Would be best to stay away from it." He began to walk away, he looked up to see red eyes and teeth in his face, Forty-seven moved quickly grabbing the Beowulf by its jaws and spinning around, he used the momentum from its lunge and tossed it towards the cave launching it into the darkness. He stood still as Pyrrha was surprised by his sudden movement.

Forty-seven was so preoccupied with speaking with her that he failed to notice the Beowulf prowling near. There was then a hiss from the cave before the cry of the Beowulf dying could be heard, Forty-seven took a step back as he focused on the cave and could see something inside, something very big. He couldn't deal with it while Pyrrha was here and risk getting her in the crossfire or having to help her. There was only one thing to do as they were now partners.

"Run."

"What was that?" Pyrrha asked as Forty-seven took another step back as the ground began shaking, the rock began to crumble inside the cave as whatever was inside is currently coming out. He turned around and grabbed Pyrrha by her waist, she gave a sudden scream as he pulled her up and over his shoulder sprinting away as multiple red eyes could be seen from inside.

"Run!" Forty-seven broke into a sprint down the path as he could hear the cave crumble and explode as whatever was inside escaped. He didn't look back as he kept running past the trees while the thing was following them.

"Deathstalker!" Pyrrha called out informing him of what it was as he jumped over a fallen tree and kept sprinting. He could hear its hissing of anger, it was obvious that the Beowulf he threw pissed it off waking it.

"It's catching up!" He could hear Pyrrha yell as he was feeling the ground shaking as it chased them getting closer. "Do you have a gun?" Forty-seven questioned. "Yes, its a rifle, but I think its armor is too strong!"

"Not the armor, the eyes!" Forty-seven knew that the bullets wouldn't be able to hit the eye sockets with the way she was being held and him running, but they would slow it down. Forty-seven glanced back to see the size and appearance of the Grimm, its armor cracked and covered in patches of grass. It must have been trapped in there for so long it's starving, and won't stop till it catches its meal.

He kept running as Pyrrha began to fire at the Grimm making it hiss in anger, his arm hed Pyrrha tight so she did not slip from his grasp while she fired, he then thought of a plan. "Start running!" He lifted her up higher and threw her ahead a bit, Pyrrha fixed herself mid throw and was running ahead of him as he began to slow down. Now that she was a bit ahead he could distract the Deathstalker and maybe lead it away. He didn't have the right weapons that could break its armor, so he had limited options.

He jumped up into the air as the Deathstalker charged for him, he landed on the back as it hissed in anger and stopped running. He held on as it began to thrash around in anger to throw him off, his hands gripped the ridges of its shell keeping strong as it began to jump around breaking trees all around while the thing was becoming much more agitated. He began to move up crawling while still keeping his grip, he could see the eyes as they were searching around. Forty-seven reached back and grabbed his blade, he raised it up and slammed it down against the large central eye on its left side. This would ensure that its vision and depth perspective was completely thrown off.

The Deathstalker screeched out in pain while he dug the blade deeper and twisted it making sure that the eye was destroyed, black blood pouring out of the socket as he ripped out and was tossed off as it screeched louder smashing into trees covering its eyes with its large pinchers. Forty-seven rolled on the ground, quickly standing up and running after Pyrrha as the beast was occupied trying to find him. Forty-seven kept his pace as he ran away heading for the direction Pyrrha was heading before he could see a clearing up ahead.

He kept running as he then heard the Deathstalker screech out, he could guess that it was still chasing him. He reached into his jacket and pulled out both guns, quickly reloading the one that held only two shots, and ran as he would have a better chance in the large clearing and not kept in closed space due to the trees. He's never had this much trouble dealing with Grimm, but he couldn't risk someone becoming suspicious - especially the headmaster. He had the transcripts he used and it stated that he was above average in combat. He was supposed to pass off as a huntsman in training so killing a Grimm like that all alone would rise question.

'This is going to be a pain.' He reached the tree line and rolled as he could feel the swing coming from the Deathstalker. He rolled down and looked up as it kept trying to kill him, he jumped up again and went through its pincher while it snapped. Forty-seven landed and looked back at the Grimm watching its movements as he aimed his guns watching it. He then saw its tail raise up before flying towards him, he jumped to the side and started running again as he needed to get some space between him and the Grimm. As he ran he heard screaming and looked up to see Weiss falling out of the sky as a Nevermore was flying around. 'What is even happening!?' He had never been in any type of situation where there were such madness and insanity, this was making not a single shred of sense.

Forty-seven then felt pain as he was slammed from the side by the Deathstalker claw, he flew through the air until he landed on the ground near everyone. He hit the ground hard as he laid there feeling the pain slowly numb before disappearing. He could hear Yang screaming about something as he slowly stood up. He looked up to see as Ruby was running towards the Deathstalker, was this girl out of her mind? The armor was too strong for her weapon to cut, and bullets would only anger it more than it is now.

He moved his leg and grunted as he felt the pain shoot up his left leg, he looked down to see that his leg was dislocated at the kneecap as the bone bulge under his pants leg. He sat down and grabbed his kneed taking a deep breath.

"Ooooh~" He heard in his ear as he looked to see light blue eyes as they stared at his leg, then the orange hair which seemed familiar. "Doesn't that hurt?" The girl asked as she attempted to poke his knee, he stopped her as he grabbed her wrist, making sure he was grabbing the glove, stopping her from poking his injured knee. He let her go and grabbed his leg, his hands began to work it so that it popped back into place. He continued this until there was a loud pop and his kneecap was back in place, he focuses aura down on his knee so that it numbed the pain and healed any damage. He began to get up as he felt someone help him up, he saw that it was Pyrrha, before letting go as he saw Weiss save Ruby from the stinger by freezing it. He didn't know who to feel remotely sorry for, Ruby or Weiss in that partnership.

Forty-seven noticed there were feathers littering the ground as the Nevermore was now circling back ready to catch its next meal. "Where are the relics?" He asked as Pyrrha pointed behind her at the destroyed temple where he saw chess pieces all standing on pedals, they were cartoonishly big for their size. He walked up to one of the two chess pieces left and grabbed the white pawn as Ruby appeared next to him grabbing the queen. She looked at him smiling as he just turned and walked back towards the group as the Deathstalker was breaking out of the ice slowly but surely.

"It's time we leave!" The one in green said as he looked at his appearance, he seemed to me from Mistral, but the orange haired girl seemed familiar for some reason that he couldn't remember.

"Right!" Ruby called out as they began heading towards the ruins, Forty-seven looked up at the sky watching as the Nevermore was flying around overhead. It was following them as the Deathstalker could be heard chasing them now free from the ice. They were all running as they entered the ruins and began going over a bridge that connected to more pillars that stood on the gorge where fog covered the bottom making it unable to be seen. He looked back to see that the Deathstalker stayed at the cliff unable to cross as the bridge wasn't big enough. Luckily the Grimm seemed smart enough to know it couldn't cross or else the bridge would start to crumble underneath them as they ran.

Hopefully, they could cross before the Nevermore swooped in and took out the bridge, sadly as they were halfway across he saw it coming towards them lowering its head to smash the stone bridge. Forty-seven jumped and rolled as the Grimm destroyed the bridge and separated them leaving Pyrrha, the dark-haired girl, and the green-clad one with a pink strip in his hair. They were fighting the Deathstalker as it tried to get them, sadly they weren't doing anything with its bone armor protecting it.

"Hi!" The orange haired girl appeared at his side making him confused about where she came from, how did she get across that fast before the Grimm destroyed the bridge? He didn't have time for this, they needed to get away and he needed to help get rid of the Deathstalker as it was blocking their only way back. "We need to get across, but my leg still isn't healed," Forty-seven muttered as he looked down at his leg and then the gap between him and the other side, he was then knocked back by something hard and making him hit the ground. He looked up to see the girl with orange hair turn her weapon into a hammer and run towards the edge where she jumped turning around smiling.

"Shit," He tried to get up but was too late as he was launched into the air as the girl destroyed the bridge and turned it into a launch pad tossing him over the gorge. As he tumbled through the air he saw her fly with him while riding the hammer standing on the head, he kept spinning past and landed on the other end of the bridge while he heard an explosion and the Deathstalker rage more. He stood up to see that the girl launched off it and flew past and land skidding her boots against the ground before slamming into the dark haired one throwing her off the bridge into the gorge.

'That's one dead," Forty-seven thought until he saw something come up in the distance, looked like a black ribbon before the girl came up swinging around and then onto the Nevermore. He began to feel a headache coming along as he focused off that and onto the fight with the deathstalker which was looking around trying to see as its depth perspective was still off due to him stabbing the other eye. The pinchers swinging down at them trying to kill them while he could see that its legs would slip over the edge making it step back before, it could barely see meaning they could attack it much easier.

"Move!" He heard the raven hair yell as he rolled back to then see the glowing stinger stab down right into the bridge making it even more unstable than it was now. Forty-seven broke into a sprint as the three also did the same running as the bridge was teetering back due to the weight shift. Pyrrha slid on the ground blocking a strike with her shield following it up with a kick giving Forty-seven the chance to jumped over her as it hissed swinging its pincher again. He held up his hands focusing as it slammed against the shield he created holding it back, he held it in place before Pyrrha jumped over him and struck another eye almost blinding it.

It screeched and began moving back giving them more room onto the grass as he heard machine pistols firing.

He looked just to see the guy jump onto the stinger and start shooting at the base of the stinger making the thing screech as blood was spraying out. As he was doing that Forty-seven reached into his coat pulling out a vial of ice dust and tossing it right below the Grimm, he aimed at the glass and fired. The dust exploded and created ice that trapped the things legs in place as it began thrashing around trying to get free and knock the boy off its tail, then the rush of air flew by his face as he saw a spear image the other eye making the Deathstalker screech as the boy was flung off the tail and slammed into a stone pillar.

"REN!" He heard the orange haired girl yelled informing him of the boy's name, he then notices the damage Ren did had left the stinger hanging by tendons that were close to breaking. He then looked at a major crack on the top of its armor. "Pyrrha!" Forty-seven pointed up at the tail as she looked and knew what he was planning, she pulled her arm back and threw the shield slicing the tendons making the stinger fall down and slam into the armor breaking it more and injuring it. He turned and looked at the Orange haired girl pointing at the glowing stinger as he got a small thought about her personality.

"Nail it!" He told her and she seemed to smile as she jumped up onto Pyrrha's shield and pull a trigger causing an explosion. She flew up into the air and was sitting on her weapon, what was wrong with her?

"Move." Forty-seven pushed Pyrrha back and rolled back also as she came crashing down on the Deathstalker making the stinger go in deeper and making the bridge launch them over as the Grimm slammed down against the edge. He flew through the air again and landed on the ground kneeling as he was starting to feel dizzy from how much he had been tossed into the air today. He had never once been thrown around like a rag doll in his life and hoped that this would never happen again, he placed a hand on his gut feeling slightly sick as everything was slowly moving. He hated this mission.

"That was awesome." He heard the orange haired girl sitting on the ground next to him say as Ren stumbled over and then fell face first onto the ground. 'I'm not carrying him…'

"I believe we have taken care of our problem," Pyrrha said as he looked up at the Nevermore and saw as Ruby was currently dragging it up the face of the cliff running as Schnee was making glyphs that let her keep running up the side as she kept firing off rounds that sped her up more. The Nevermore could only screech before Ruby made it to the top and pulled harder as she pulled her trigger one last time decapitating the large bird as what he could tell was, 'Rose petals?' fluttering around the air as the body slowly fell through the air and she stood at the top.

"How is she gonna get down?" Forty-seven heard the orange hair girl ask out loud, he quickly turned around and began walking towards Ren grabbing his arm and flinging him over his shoulders like a fireman. "Not my problem." He began walking towards Beacon as he heard the confused stammers from Pyrrha and then a shout from the other girl.

"Oh! Let me ride on your back!"

"You will be known as team JNPR," The headmaster began to look at each of them as Forty-seven waited for this to be done with. After an hour of trying to get Ruby down, after they dragged him back with Ren, they finally arrived back to Beacon. They had turned in their chest pieces while each person was placed together with two other partners who had collected chest pieces. They were then assigned their team names from using the first letter of their first names that would be their team name for the next four years.

He didn't care much as he needed to head back to Vale and collect his things from the apartment and then bring them back, he would also have to make sure that he contacted the I.C.A who had been trying to contact him since the beginning of initiation. He only found out after he came back and found that his personal scroll was filled with coded messages that were from them. He needed to think about how to handle this as it would raise suspicion if he was to disappear days at a time. He had to speak with them in private when this was done.

"You will be lead by, Jason arc. Congratulation young man."

'Wait, what?' Did he hear that correctly? He was the leader of a team and was responsible, for three people that he has never known or met? He felt a hand punch his shoulder as it was from Pyrrha that he barely registered before nodding and walking off as the next team was to be named.

"Team leader!" The girl, who he learned was named Nora, yelled before hugging him suddenly. He refrained himself from throwing her off as the act was alien to him.

'I hate this assignment.' Forty-seven thought as Nora was now standing on his shoulders making some kind of pose.