It's been two days since the freeway disaster. The general public has been kept in the dark for the most part, but the the once who were apart of it knew the truth. They had been asked to keep quiet about it understanding that mass panic would result in attracting the Grimm. JNPR and RWBY had told Anakin and his team what happened, and thankfully agreed to help with the search for the hideout in the southeast.

Anakin, and his team are currently in combat class with Professor Goodwitch. Teams RWBY and JNPR are here as well.

"Alright class I believe we have time one more match." The Professor states. "Who would like to be our first contestant?" Immediately Anakin's remaining hand shot up. "Mr. Skywalker? Are you sure your ready for this? Loosing a hand is quite th-"

"I'm fine." Anakin interrupts. "This isn't the first time I've lost a limb."

Professor Goodwitch frowned at that statement. Poor boy. I can only imagine what pain he's going through. She thought. "Very well. Who would you like as your opponent?"

Anakin looks at his classmates for a moment before his eyes settle on Blake. "Blake?" He calls. Her head shoots up from her Journal in confusion. "You up for a spare?"

"Uhh, yeah sure."

After a moment of preparation the two stand in the center arena weapons ready. Anakin was holding his tournament weapon, Balance (The Katana). Professor Goodwitch stood on the sidelines with her Scroll open. Up on the big screens Anakin's and Blake's aura levels appeared.

"Remember, once either of your auras are in the red I'll call the match." The Professor states. "You May begin."

Anakin and Blake circle each other. Each following the others footsteps. After a beat both dash towards each other meeting in the center with a clash. Upon the impact, Blake was knocked back about five feet. Using the distance to her advantage she used her semblance to create a afterimage. Anakin however never faltered. To Blake's surprise Anakin ran through the afterimage and kept onto Blake's trail. How?! How did he know? Blake though with wide eyes.

The two traded blows and Blake was getting increasingly concerned. Each clash left Blake's arms burning from the force Anakin put into each blow. In a quick move Blake took the bladed sheath off and began to us it as a second sword. Anakin went for another sideways slash to which Blake jumped over quickly turning her Gamble Shroud into its gun form and firing off an entire clip at Anakin. In a quick fluid motion Anakin blocked the bullets most pressing using Balance. Afterward her threw his weapon and used the force to guide it. The weapon spun like that of a helicopter blade, and Blake was right in its line of trajectory. Thinking quick Blake slid under it and pressed Anakin with a flurry of blows all of which he dodges expertly.

During a downward slash however Blake can feel a punch from a nubed arm to her stomach staggering her only to be kicked in the face a second later. The kick sent her back only to be slashed by Balance returning to its owner. With that a buzzer sounds off. Already!? Blake thought.

"And that's the match." Professor Goodwitch announces. "As you could see, every time Miss Belladonna and Mister Skywalker clashed blades Miss Belladonna seemed to get hurt. While it was always slight amounts, it ultimately proved enough for that final move at the end." The Professor the turns to Blake with a worried expression. "Miss Belladonna, while your in a battle please keep the little things in mind. If you are feeling pain, you are likely losing Aura."

Blake nods. "I understand. Thank you." Those words brought a slight smile to the Professor's face.

Once class was over Anakin walked over to Team RWBY before they left. "Blake." He called gaining the Cat Faunus's attention. "You alright?"

Blake smiled slightly. "Yes, I'm fine."

"Alright, well you should probably get some actual sleep tonight." Blake's smile quickly turned to a frown. "I can sense your tired. A bit of rest will help you see the little details like in today's match."

Blake sighs. "Alright. I will." She agreed. With that Anakin nods and walks back to his team.

Yang pats Blake's shoulder. "You know he's right. I don't think I've seen you sleep since that night at the freeway."

Weiss nods in agreement. "I had noticed it too, but I didn't want to say anything. If you want I can cover your History class today if you promise to get sleep while I do so."

"Awe NICE WHISS STRICKS AGAIN!" Ruby cheers. Blake smiles lightly at her team.

"Alright. But one of you are explaining my absence." Blake agreed. I guess it couldn't hurt. Besides if I do, then maybe I'll find something I overlooked. Blake had been searching everywhere for leads on the White Fang and Roman Torchwick, but had come up with nothing. If it hadn't been for the fear of the new Sith Lord, Blake might have put up more of a fight for getting some rest.

Yang then let go of Blake's shoulder grinning. "So anyway. What do you guys think about Skyguy?"

Ruby frowns thinking about her sisters question. Weiss doing the same. Blake looked down with furrowed brows.

Ruby chose to speak up first. "I mean he's cool I guess."

"He seems alright." Weiss agrees. "He's arrogant, but he seems to have a charm about it." She adds. "Though I still have a hard time believing he's some kind of alien from another galaxy."

Yang nods. "Agreed, but you can't deny the evidence. Especially with that robot of his."

"Robot?" Ruby asks.

"Oh yeah, you haven't met him yet. Anakin built a robot he calls R2."

"COOL!!!"

"I know right?"

Blake smiles to her friends antics. "Well as 'cool' as R2 sounds. I'm off to bed. See you guys later."

"Goodnight." Ruby says waving. With that Blake went to the dorm room for some sleep. Elsewhere Rex, Anakin, Crimson, and Lily split up for their different classes.

Once the classes were over SCRL found themselves back at their dorm. Rex and Lilly were playing Connect Four, Crimson was reading a book called Gen:Lock, and Anakin was fixing something with R2 albeit with much effort now that he had only one hand.

Anakin was gave one final twist with a wrench, and something popped out of place. "AHA, Finally!" With that R2 whistled In happiness. "There you go buddy. Next time try to keep the adventures in rocky areas to a minimum. I haven't been able to make a rock proof set of legs for you yet. The wheels on the bottom could jam up easily so try to be carful." Anakin explains. R2 whistles in response.

Anakin sighs and looks to his nonexistent left hand. His thoughts shift as he begins to remember.

Your gonna pay for all the Jedi you killed today Dooku.

We'll take him together. You go slowly on the left

No no, I'm taking him NOW!

No no ANAKIN NO!

Anakin is shot from his memory's by the sound of knocking on the dorm room door. He gets and walks to it. Once he opens it he is Surprised to see Professor Ozpin and General Ironwood. The former holding a box.

"I hope we aren't intruding." Ozpin states.

"No no of course not." Anakin assures. "Come on in."

The two headmasters nod and do so. "Anakin," Ironwood starts. "I must apologize. It is our duty as headmasters, and even more so my duty as a General to make sure the students safety is our top priority. And because of our lack of help you lost an arm."

"With all due respect sir. This isn't your fault. I've been trying to learn how to use my semblance since I found out about it, but I still have no clue how to control it. So it is I who should apologize."

Ironwood smiles. "How about we share the blame then. Meet at the middle."

"Sure."

Ozpin walks over to a table and sets the package in his arms down. "We thought that as a token of our apology, that this would be nice." Anakin was confused. A package? When Anakin walked over Ozpin gestured to the box silently telling him to open it. "I believe this will prove more useful for you than any gift we could give."

Anakin looks at the box hesitantly before opening it. Inside laid a robotic prosthetic hand.

"Top of the line Atlas Tech." Ironwood explains. "It should feel just like the original."

Anakin stared at it in shock for a few moments. "I, I don't know what to say."

Ozpin chuckles. "You don't have to say anything. With that, I believe you will do many great things in the future. Good luck." With that Ozpin leaves Ironwood following.

Anakin was hesitant, but grabbed the prosthetic. His thoughts are shook when he feels a hand on his shoulder. Looking to his left Anakin can see Rex and Lilly standing there. Well, it looks like this year got a lot more interesting.