Chapter Eleven: Rage is an Ugly Lover pt.1

(Ryker pov)

I slammed into the mat with a groan, rolling just in time to avoid the sword aimed right at my head. Pyrrha advanced on me as I rolled to my feet, Fool's Folly in hand. Pyrrha swung an overhead strike on me, one I barely blocked with my own sword. I was sweating, I was tired, and I was sore, but that didn't matter. I had to win.

I pushed with all my strength to throw Pyrrha off balance, instead, she simply hopped back a few feet, her form as polished as it ever was as she brought her sword up in a simple defensive stance.

"Keep up the aggression, don't wait for your turn or it never will be, take your opportunities when they present themselves." Pyrrha's voice was calm.

I nodded, dashing towards her, sword at the ready as I swiped at her. She deflected each strike as if I was moving in slow motion, but it didn't matter I never let up. Swing, thrust, swing, thrust, on and on as I pressed her further and further back along the arena.

On one swing, I waited for Pyrrha to raise her sword to meet my blade, the moment she did I flicked the lever, my sword collapsing as I pivoted my hips. Twirling within her personal space as I rammed my shoulder into her, Pyrrha being pushed back with a grunt of discomfort as I stepped forward towards her again, this time planting my foot onto the meat of her thigh and stepping up on her much like I would a ladder, my knee hitting her face as I continued the motion. I thumbed the lever of Fool's Folly, the sword forming just in time as I twirled in the air and swung down on Pyrrha with an overhead strike, my teacher barely bringing her sword up in time to block.

Time felt like a crawl, me in the air, my sword pressing against Pyrrha's own, before she returned the favor and slammed her shoulder into me, knocking me out of the air as I was coming back down to Remnant. I hit the ground hard, the impact making me lose my grip on Fool's Folly, the sword sliding away from me. As I rolled over onto my back I was greeted with a sword pressed gently at my throat.

Pyrrha smiled as she retracted the sword before offering me a hand up. "You are improving. Your form is starting to take shape."

I blushed a bit at the compliment. Ever since I had landed a hit on Yang, the two had been going harder on my training, but now they were teaching me kickboxing. Yang told me that I was a natural when it came to fighting with both hands and feet. The blonde praised my inventive and creative ideas that came to me while fighting. Both agreed that I was born to be a dirty fighter that got in close and never let the person create more space than I wanted them to have.

This in turn caused me to develop a style that incorporated using my weapon to bind my opponents allowing me to get in and do as much damage with my shoulder, elbow, knees, and feet as possible. This had a side effect of me making slight changes to my combat gear. I had now incorporated hard-shelled kneepads, and steel-toed boots, and added some shoulder padding underneath my hoodie. I needed all of them reinforced so that when I dealt damage to my opponent I wasn't also risking damage to myself.

"I still feel like I fall back into just swinging my sword around like an idiot."

"Maybe, but now you have moments where I see what you could become if we keep up with your training," Pyrrha replied as we gathered our equipment and headed to the locker room.

"Oh yeah, what do you see?"

"Someone that could give me a run for my money by our fourth year." The smile she gave me was genuine, and I couldn't help the blush that quickly covered my face.

"Don't be ridiculous. I still can't use my semblance without gassing myself out during combat."

Pyrrha gave me a look, one that said 'You can't be serious'. "Ryker, you are quickly catching up to what I would expect a senior of a combat school would be capable of. You just need to fix a few things and understand your own flow better. Once you figure that out, then I think you will be on par with most of the others in our class. You just have to figure out what works for you."

I nodded, I quickly stored my equipment in my locker, Pyrrha doing the same before we both walked back to our respective dorms. It was a nice walk, and one that we often did, mostly because we lived across the hall from each other, but also because we had become friends.

It was still strange to me that I had friends. My schooling before had made it practically impossible for me to have friends. I was the weird human who defended faunus at a school in Mantle. I was ostracized by everyone, and no clique would take pity on me. It was exhausting, I had never interacted with so many other people my age who actually enjoyed being around me. Not only that, they understood and supported me and my various quirks. They never pushed me to try and talk when I couldn't, they didn't judge me when I put up a fight when it came to food. They were respectful of my aversion to sudden and non-consensual touch. They were just such wonderful people, and that was the problem.

My nightmares were getting more frequent, though now, instead of just seeing my mom dying, they included the very friends that I had just made abandoning me, or even worse hating me for abandoning them.

The guilt was building, I was still dodgy about what my semblance was, still sticking to the story I had told them that it was simply a booster during combat and that sometimes my emotions got the best of me and it activated 'accidentally'. The lie was starting to fall apart though. I knew for a fact that Blake didn't believe me, and it looked more and more like the rest of them didn't either, but none of them had called me on it so far and for that I was thankful.

Pyrhha gave me a small wave as she opened the door to her dorm, leaving me alone at the door to my own dorm. I opened it and walked in, shutting the door behind me. Ruby was in bed reading a comic, and Weiss was at the desk we had set up. Stacks of papers and books scattered across the desk as she worked on what appeared to be homework for Dust Studies.

"How was training with Pyrrha?" Ruby asked.

"It went good, I managed two hits on her today. Where's Blake?"

"Blake is at the library, she said she needed to find material for Port's essay," Weiss muttered as she was hunched over the desk, her pen scribbling notes faster and faster.

"OK, I'm going to take a shower before dinner," I say as I grab a new pair of clothes out of my chest under my bed, a simple pair of shorts and a t-shirt, both light pink.

"I don't get why you don't just shower in the locker room instead of walking back in nasty smelly clothes and doing it here."

"I don't like the thought of someone seeing my skinny ass in the locker room, forgive me for wanting privacy Weiss."

The pale huntress gave a small dismissive noise as I walked into our bathroom. I shut the door and locked it and quickly stripped my clothes and got in the shower. I ignored the awkward feeling in my gut as I washed and instead focused on something else, namely wondering what Ozpin wanted.

The headmaster had sent me a message stating that he wanted to talk to me after dinner, and that I needed to come by his office for an important chat. I knew he wasn't going to throw me out of Beacon. In the month they had given me I had gained six pounds and was now eating at least three times a day. Sure I still was eating far less than what I should, and I had puked up several meals, but I had managed to keep most of my food down and it was starting to slowly show.

So if it wasn't because of that, then I wondered what it could be about. A pang of panic ran through me at the thought of Ozpin having found out that I was wanted in Atlas. I found out that little tidbit a few weeks ago when I looked to see what had been going on since I had left Mantle. Turns out I was now a suspected White Fang member. How in the hell they had come to that conclusion I would never know, but that was what they were running with. Honestly, I just thought that they needed someone to pin the blame on and all the Fang members they caught from the incident were dead and that wasn't good enough. They needed a living breathing example. I also had the impression that my confrontation with the SDC lawyer hadn't helped me. It wasn't a far stretch to assume that the SDC wanted the child of their martyr to keep his mouth shut and just go away.

That was all speculative though, I would, and could never know the whole truth. Not now anyway, and probably not ever if I succeeded in my goal.

The pang of guilt hurt.

I finished showering and got dressed, my mind completely spaced out as I unlocked the bathroom door and stepped out. I walked over and flopped into Weiss' bed, the bed having become a hangout spot as well as a sign that someone needed comfort, much to Weiss' chagrin.

"What could have possibly happened in the shower that upset you?" Weiss scoffed setting down her pen.

"I have a meeting with Ozpin after dinner. I'm worried." I spoke softly.

"Want us to go with you?" Ruby asked.

"I don't know if that would be allowed."

"Who cares, you seem stressed out, let one of us go with you as support," Ruby spoke as she jumped off her bed and flopped into Weiss' bed with me.

"I guess," my voice teetered off for a moment before my eyes focused on Ruby's face. She was pretty, but she also had that concerned look that I was slowly growing to hate. I hated how much stress I put on my team. If I was normal then I woul-hands?

"Hey," Ruby interrupted her hands grabbing the sides of my face gently. "Let me go with you ok?"

I give a small nod.

"You know it's weird, I always feel like I have deja vu around you. Whenever you fight, or when we were in the cafeteria that one time. I always feel like I have known you for longer than I actually have. Not by a lot, but like I don't know weeks longer. Does that make sense?" Ruby spoke

"That makes no sense, but ok." I grin.

"If you too are done desecrating my bed, then we should go meet Blake for dinner." Weiss snapped, both me and Ruby jumping at the sudden noise.

"O-of course" Ruby blushed as she scrambled out of the bed.

"We were not desecrating your bed, Weiss." I groan as I get up too.

Dinner went fast, I had managed to eat a little, but my nerves about Ozpin's meeting had quickly ruined my appetite. With the promise of a bigger-than-normal breakfast tomorrow Weiss had let me stop eating far quicker than normal. Blake and Weiss both went back to the dorm but Ruby came with me to Ozpins office. Ruby grabbed my hand and did not let it go the entire walk.

I was slightly embarrassed, not understanding why Ruby wanted to hold my hand, but it also brought me some comfort. Any time I felt my anxiety flare a bit she seemed to know and squeezed my hand, letting me squeeze it back. It helped.

The ride in the elevator was fast, when the door chimed that we had arrived in Ozpin's office I took my hand back from Ruby, the girl giving a small noise of protest before blushing at what she was doing.

We walked out of the elevator Ozpin sitting at his desk, Glynda standing next to him. They both looked at us, both of their faces hiding how they were feeling. "I do believe I asked you to come, not for Ms. Rose to also come."

"I was nervous and asked Ruby to come with me as support." I lied, knowing that it was really Ruby who had asked to come, but Ozpin didn't need to know that.

"I see, well then I will keep this short. Mr. Thorne, we are impressed with your improvement over this past month, and we want to congratulate you." Ozpin spoke, the man taking a sip of what I felt like was a perpetually full cup of tea.

"It has been hard, but we are getting through this."

"Yeah, Ryker has been trying so hard to eat properly, he eats every single day, and he eats every time we eat. He has been amazing." Ruby spoke.

"Thank you for your input, Ms. Rose, however, I would like to ask that you remain quiet for the rest of this meeting. You may be here for support, but you were not invited." Ozpin spoke, both me and Ruby flinching at his tone. "Anyway, Ryker while we are impressed we still need more. I have made the decision that for you to continue here at Beacon you will need to be taking mandated therapy, as well as take whatever medication your psychiatrist deems you to need."

My breath hitches, therapy? I didn't need therapy, that's for crazy people. "I don't need therapy. I am fine."

"With all due respect Ryker, no you are not. This is not a request, this is what you will have to agree to if you want to remain a student at Beacon." Glynda spoke, her tone slightly softer than Ozpin's but stern just the same.

"If I have no choice then what's the point of the meeting?" I grit out, a lick of anger starting to burn in my chest. "Why bother making me come up here if I don't have a choice? Just send me a text when I need to go to therapy like the crazy person you seem to think I am."

"We do not think you are crazy, lots of students attend therapy, it will be a benefit for you," Ozpin replied.

"It still should be my choice, not yours. Last I checked you are not my dad, you have no right to make decisions for me."

"Last I checked you don't have a dad, and your mom is also not in the picture, due to that I as your headmaster will fill the role they cannot."

I grit my teeth, everything in me vibrating for me to leap over the desk and attack the man. "Mention my mom again, and I will rip your tongue out." I hiss.

Everyone else seems to stiffen at my threat, Ruby trying to grab my hand before I yank it away from her with a glare.

"I will overlook you threatening me this one time Mr. Thorne. Please calm yourself before you get yourself into trouble." Ozpin spoke calmly, his casual tone pissing me off further.

"No screw you, I may be a student here, but I will not let you flaunt my mom's death in my face," I growl, turning around and walking for the elevator.

"I assure you that is not what I was trying to do. This meeting is not done, Mr. Thorne." Ozpin called.

"Yes, it is, now leave me alone." I throw over my shoulder. I press the button for the elevator but the door never opens, the button also doesn't light up. The asshole had cut power to the elevator, I was trapped up here.

"Like I was saying Mr. Thorne, our meeting is not done quite yet, now please come back so that we can finish our talk." I roll my eyes at Ozpin's perpetually calm cadence. The man was now on the shit list. I would rather spend eight hours training with Pyrrha and Yang at the same time than walk back.

Without a word I flexed my aura, pushing a heavy amount into it the electricity enveloping me as the world snapped around me.

I gasped as the world pulled into focus, my naked body being pelted with water as I stood in the shower of my dorm. I slammed my fist into the tiled wall, the anger rolling off me in waves. How dare Ozpin treat me like that, how dare he try an isolate me from my team for that conversation, how dare he tell Ruby not to talk, how dare he force me to go to therapy, how dare he force me to take medication if said therapist wanted me too, how dare he bring up my lack of parents, how DARE he bring up my mom.

"Piece of shit," I growl. I quickly wash and get dressed, stepping into the room but unlike the previous time I paced back and forth muttering curses under my breath. I wanted to scream.

"What is wrong with you? Did the shower make fun of you?" Weiss teased, though there was a hint of concern in her voice.

"Don't worry about it, let's just go eat dinner with Blake." I wave off, both Ruby and Weiss give me looks like they want to pry further. "I am fine, just…I will talk about it later, not right now."

"You can always come to us if something upsets you, Ryker. We are a team, you don't need to bottle it up." Ruby chimed in. I gave her a stiff nod as we all left, heading to the kitchen where we were supposed to meet Blake.

The rest of the night passed without incident, I ignored Ozpins texts for missing his meeting, I had nothing to say to him, and I knew he knew why. For whatever reason Ozpin seemed to know when I used my semblance around him. The man is able to retain his memories every time I had used it around him. I had no clue how, but he did.

I woke up the next morning with a text telling me that my first therapy session would be the following week and that I would have weekly sessions at the same time from then on. I ignored it and just continued with my routine for the day including eating even more at breakfast than normal. Weiss was impressed, her having obviously no memory of my promise to eat more. While I ate what I was supposed to the night before I still felt obligated to keep my promise to the past version of her.

By lunch time the group had decided for us all to go into Vale. Ruby and I needed to buy more Dust, and Weiss had wanted to get a scope out on the transfer students coming in for the Vytal Festival that was quickly approaching.

"The Vytal Festival! Oh, this is absolutely wonderful!" Weiss cheered in amazement, the pale girl's eyes wide with excitement as she looked around at all the people bustling around the riverfront.

"I don't think I've ever seen you smile this much, Weiss," Ruby spoke before leaning away from our white-themed teammate. " It's kinda of weirding me out."

"How could you not smile? A festival dedicated to the cultures of the world! There will be dances! Parades! A tournament! Oh, the amount of planning and organization that goes into this event is simply breathtaking!" Weiss sing-songed, her eyes looking at all that was going around with a look of pure wonder.

"Of course, that's why you are excited." I teased as we walked along the riverfront.

"Don't get started with me Ryker, today is a good day, don't go and ruin it for me." Weiss hissed like a cat. I rolled my eyes but threw my hands up in surrender.

"Let's be honest Weiss, you really wanted to come to check out the competition," Blake spoke with a fond smile.

"Yeah, well, oh look there's the boat, there should-" Weiss spoke before we all stopped with wide eyes at the site before us.

"Whoa." Ruby gasped as we took in the utterly wrecked dust shop we had just passed. The windows were busted out, and the inside looked like it had been through a tornado. Shelves and splintered wood were tossed everywhere. Police tape lined the building, two detectives standing in front of the busted off the hinges door. "What happened here?" Ruby asked as we walked up to the detectives.

"Robbery. Second Dust shop to be hit this week. This place is turning into a jungle." The detective sighed, his comments getting glares from me and Blake. We knew where this was heading. "They left all the money again." He spoke to his partner.

"You don't think it was the White Fang, do you? It fits their M.O."

"Probably, but that's a question above our pay grade. Let those above us deal with those animals." The first detective sighed.

Weiss scoffed crossing her arms. "The White Fang. What an awful bunch of degenerates!"

"What's your problem?" Blake asked icily.

"My problem? I simply don't care for the criminally insane." Weiss replied with a disgusted noise

"The White Fang is hardly a bunch of psychopaths. They're a collection of misguided faunus." Blake responded with an eye roll.

"Misguided faunus don't kill people, the White Fang do." I grit out.

"They want to wipe humanity off the face of Remnant." Weiss scoffed moving to stand beside me.

"Ok, so they are extremely misguided. Either way, it doesn't explain why they would want to rob a Dust shop that doesn't discriminate against faunus." Blake sighed.

"How would you know that?" Weiss asked confused.

"The shop doesn't have any signage that would hint towards them not allowing faunus to shop there," I speak up, gesturing to the busted-out windows and doors, no hint of any anti-faunus signs littering the ground. "While it's not legal to not allow faunus to shop in places, many shops will have signs that dictate they have the right to refuse service to anyone. They just so happen to only refuse faunus."

"You know the guy I ran into a few months ago, Torchwick? The police never caught him, so maybe it was him." Ruby supplied hoping to avoid the argument we knew was coming.

"That still doesn't change the fact that the White Fang are a bunch of scum. Those faunus only know how to lie, cheat, and steal." Weiss snipped getting a groan of frustration out of Blake.

" You know that's not fair," Blake growled before we all whipped around at the sound of shouting.

"Hey, stop that faunus!" A voice shouted at the docks. We all move to the edge of the road, looking down at the docks below to see a monkey faunus sitting on a lamppost. Get back here you no-good stowaway."

"Hey, a no-good stowaway would have got caught. I'm a great stowaway." The faunus taunted before throwing a banana peel at one of the detectives from the Dust shop. With a leap the faunus ran past us, giving Blake a wink as he passed by. The detectives drop the chase quickly as they huff and puff, already out of breath from the short run.

"Quick after him! We have to observe him!" Weiss shouted as she ran after the monkey faunus.

I groaned as the rest of us ran to catch up to her. "It's my day off why are you making me run," I complain.

We chase after the Faunus as he ducks in and out of the streets before he turns a corner. Just as we turn the corner Weiss slams into some poor girl knocking them both to the ground.

"No! He got away." Weiss whined having not noticed she was lying on top of the poor stranger.

Blake looked like she was gonna say something, but I covered her mouth and shook my head. "Don't you dare, I wanna watch this," I said with a grin.

"Salutations!" The girl beneath Weiss spoke.

"Oh my goodness!" Weiss shouted with surprise as she scrambled to get off of the girl. "I am so sorry." She spoke to the girl who was still on the ground.

"It is no problem." She spoke, making no move to stand up.

"Are you okay?" Weiss hesitated, her voice unsure as we looked at the prone girl.

"I'm wonderful! Thank you for asking." She cheered.

"Do-do you want to get up?" Ruby asked.

The girl seemed to think for a moment before nodding and leaping back up to her feet. "Such a wonderful idea. My name is Penny! It's a pleasure to meet you!" The girl cheered again offering her hand for Ruby to shake.

Ruby hesitated again before slowly shaking the odd girl's hand. "My name is Ruby, these are my teammates Blake, Ryker, and Weiss." She said pointing to each of us.

"Oh how wonderful, it is a pleasure to meet you!" Penny repeated.

"You already said that. Weiss spoke shifting uncomfortably.

The girl seemed to think for a moment, the entire time looking directly at Weiss without even blinking. "So I did."

We lapsed into awkward silence, the girl continuing to stare at us without blinking. "Well, sorry for running into you. We will be going now. Goodbye." Weiss said oddly as we all turned to leave.

"Bye, friend!" Ruby tossed out with a wave.

"She was weird," Weiss whispered.

"I thought she was hilarious." I tease.

Weiss rolled her eyes before sighing. "Now where did that faunus riff-raff run off to."

"What did you call me?" Penny spoke, all of us jumping as we turned around to see her standing a few inches too close to all of us, the ginger-haired girl leaning towards us with wide eyes.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know you would hear me." Weiss apologized with a blush for being caught.

"Not you," Penny spoke with a pointed finger. "You!" She said as her finger drifted to Ruby.

"Me? Umm I-I don't know." Ruby stammered as Penny got even closer to Ruby.

"You called me 'friend'. Am I really your friend?" She asked with a hopeful look.

I grinned at Rubys' uncomfortable look, barely containing my laughter as she shifted uncomfortably. "Ummmm, y-yeah sure! Why not?"

Penny squeals with joy all while I'm snickering at our team leader, leave it to her to find someone even more socially awkward than her or me. "Sensational! We can paint our nails, and try on clothes, and talk about cute boys, perhaps even your teammate Ryker, he is very cute though he isn't conventionally masculine!"

My laughing immediately stops, though Weiss and Blake both laugh at my misfortune. I blush slightly and drop my head. "What are you even doing here?" I groan.

"I'm here to fight in the tournament."

We all look at her in confusion, Weiss finally voicing the same thing we all were thinking. "Wait, you're fighting in the tournament?"

Penny salutes like a cadet with a giant smile. "I'm combat-ready!"

"Wait a minute," Weiss says her eyes widening as she grabs Penny by the shoulders. "If you're here for the tournament, does that mean you know that monkey-tailed rapscallion?"

"The who?" Penny asked confused.

"The filthy faunus from the boat!" Weiss groaned with frustration.

"Why do you keep saying that?" Blake shouted with anger.

Weiss looked at her with confusion. "What are you talking about?"

"Stop calling him a rapscallion! Stop calling him a degenerate! He's a person!" Blake shouted taking a threatening step towards Weiss.

Weiss scoffed releasing her grip on Penny. "Oh, I'm sorry." She said gesturing around her. "Would you like for me to stop referring to what things are? Maybe I shouldn't call this trash can a trash can. Or maybe I shouldn't call a lamppost a lamppost."

"Stop that!" Blake hisses.

"Weiss, watch it," I warn.

"Watch what? He clearly broke the law. Give him time: he'll probably join up with those other faunus in the White Fang." Weiss scoffed getting a growl of anger out of both me and Blake.

It was that comment that started a day-long argument. A three-way fight between Weiss, Blake, and me. Weiss making racist remarks and not apologizing, me and Blake correcting her, but the moment that Blake started to defend the White Fang I would dig into her about it, with Weiss providing backup, all three of us forgetting about Ruby as we fought and bickered.

The argument continued all the way back to our dorm after dinner. Weiss and Blake were standing in the middle of our dorm while me and Ruby sat at the dorm desk. "You realize you are defending an organization that hates Humanity, don't you? The faunus of the White Fang are pure evil!"

Blake jumps to her feet and pushes into Weiss' personal space. "There's no such thing as pure evil! Why do you think they hate Humanity so much? It's because of people like Cardin, people like you, that force the White Fang to take such drastic measures!"

"People like me?" Weiss asked with disbelief.

"You're discriminatory!" Blake shouts.

"I'm a victim!" Weiss shouts back even louder, Blake looking at her with wide eyes. "You want to know why I hate the White Fang? Why I don't really like or trust the faunus in general?" Weiss spoke as she turned away from Blake and leaned against the bookshelf, her eyes searching for something outside the window of our dorm. " It's because they have been at war with my family for years. Ever since I could remember I have seen family members, board members, employees, all of them disappearing, the Fang killing them for simply being a part of the company. I have witnessed train cars of Dust stolen, offices set on fire." She spoke the last part sending shivers down my spine. She was talking about my mom's office. "And every day my father would come home, angry, violent, and it made for an incredibly difficult childhood."

Weiss slams her fist on the bookshelf the noise making me flinch as she turns around to look at all of us, an angry look plastered on her face. "You want to know why I despise the White Fang? It's because they're a bunch of liars, thieves, and murderers!" She shouted.

"Well, maybe we were just tired of being pushed around!" Blake shouted, my blood turning to ice as we all stared at her, her own eyes going wide at what she had just said. Weiss backs away slowly as I jump up from my chair.

"What did you just say?" I growl, my blood thawing as rage replaces my confusion. "Tell me you didn't just say you are a White Fang member." I snarl walking towards her, Blake looking at me with fear.

"I-I-I" She stuttered before she pushed past me and ran out the door. I roar out in anger as I chase after her, Ruby and Weiss call for me to come back but I ignore them.

"Come back here!" I shout as she gains further and further distance from me. She was heading for the courtyard. I pull Fools Folly from my back, thankful that we hadn't gone and dropped off our gear at our lockers from our trip into Vale earlier. I burst into the courtyard just as Blake leaps from the ledge of the academy using her gun Gambol Shroud as a grappling hook as she disappears into the city below.

I shout in anger as I look over the edge, there is no sign of Blake. "Damnit!" I growl. How could she? How COULD she? Blake knew that the Fang killed my mom, I told her everything, and she just let me think that she was my friend. I needed to find her, I needed answers. I needed to know if she had anything to do with my mom's death, and if she did I would kill her. She was not my friend, she was never my friend. How could I have been so stupid?

I checked my scroll, it was nearly midnight. There was hardly anywhere she could go in Vale. Most of the shops were closed. I needed to check any motels and hotels in the city. I could find her, and when I did. I would get my answers.

Tonight would be a long night, but I knew what I needed to do. I loaded a Wind Dust crystal in Fools Folly and leaped off the ledge. I was training to be a Huntsman, I just didn't know that tonight would be my first hunt, that my former friend would be my first hunt.