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Headmaster Ozpin's Office… Early in a Friday morning

"… recovery and rescue operations are still underway in Vytal as the rescue teams are still searching through what could be described as a vast of series of endless, demolished graveyards for any survivors. The strewn bodies of decaying and burning corpses that litter the ruined grounds add more to the morbidity of this once thriving coastal city," Lisa reported.

"It's been about a week ever since that fateful Saturday night when the new non-Grimm monster, now codenamed Leviathan, first made its unforgettable debut here on Vytal." Then the screen pops up besides Lisa, which showed the towering mutant reptile leaving a smoldering Vytal in its wake and the creature finally taking its leave by lumbering into the ocean to swim into the depths.

"After inflicting unimaginable terror and destruction onto the city, the gigantic animal swam off in a southeast direction where it was approximately situated in a narrow sea between Vale and Mistral. Atlas' naval forces, under orders from Commander James Ironwood, scoured the sea in search of the leviathan. Then at just 8 am Wednesday, one of the scouting ships spotted the Leviathan's dorsal spines rising from the water and sent the coordinates to the rest of the fleet before being blasted into the oblivion."

The screen then switches to the naval fleet of Atlesian ships and the air fleet engaged in battle with Gojira that lasted for only 1 minute before the reptile demolished both of the fleets into their watery grave with his Dust-enhanced atomic breath. He then unleashed his triumphant roar,

SSSKKKRREEEEOOOOOONNNNKKKK!

Lisa sighed in defeat in seeing the disastrous outcome of the battle before managing to regain her composure to keep on reporting,

"The Leviathan once again retreated into the depths of the sea and the Jackson and Morrison fleets were left in shambles. Rescue ships are now scouting the region of the sea currently looking for survivors. So far only two surviving sailors of the Jackson fleets and five crew members from the Morrison naval fleet were rescued. Casualties are yet to be confirmed, but estimates put it within 200 crewmembers and 5 captains critically injured or dead. As for the location of the creature, it has yet to be determined as the Atlesian submarines have no success so far in tracking down this elusive Leviathan."

The newsroom focuses on Lisa again as the screen showcased one of Vytal's ports being jam-packed with thousands of refugees and in the midst of it military checkpoints hosted by Atlesian soldiers, some with scientists in what appeared to be hazmat suits.

"Back to the matter of Vytal at hand, evacuation from the city and the entire island in general has been further complicated when scientists discovered unusual high concentrations of Dust radioactivity that seemed to pollute Vytal's coastal city in light of the Leviathan King's rampage. News of this disturbing revelation puts the prospect of evacuating the refugees at serious risk as the city and other areas affected by the Leviathan are either confirmed or implied to be contaminated. In response, the military hastily put up makeshift checkpoints and quarantine zones in an attempt to curb the risk of further contamination, with other ports in Vale and Mistral attempting to do the same in their own ports that now are housing Vytal's refugees."

"We now switch to Charles Burgundy, who has and is still currently covering the story of the refugees," Lisa said before turning her attention to the splitscreen that now featured the video of the refugees with some being conned into the quarantine zone due to irradiated contamination on the right and then with the video showing a dark red haired man in a maroon red suit.

"So can you tell us of what's the atmosphere down over there at the coastal port, Charles?" Lisa turned her attention to Charles. The red-haired man took a deep breath as he tried his best to maintain his professional composure while still being overwhelmed of what he has witnessed.

"You know, Lisa, I can tell that the situation down there is morbid, traumatic, and depressing to see with my own eyes. Many of these people that are now stuck in line are families that have lost their homes, children that were separated from their parents, and others that include disgruntled miners that have lost their only livelihood and jobs when the Leviathan King destroyed the mining shafts."

"And these refugees are obviously not taking the loss of their only means of making a living very well and the setup of these quarantine zones and shelters, I mean those are not bad by themselves, but there is apparently a lot of distress going on down there with the people that warrants concern for many watching this. Can you comment on how the situation at the evacuation points is being handled at this point, Charles?"

"You see that's the thing. The refugees are so swamped with so much baggage and responsibilities to look out for after losing their homes that the hasty addition of the quarantine zones by the officials didn't seem to help matters. When I asked one of the Atlesian soldiers stationed at one of those shelters about what the ruckus is going with the setup, they didn't tell me much about the classified stuff, but one of the lieutenants stated that the whole wreck of the city is highly irradiated by the destructive energies emitted by the Leviathan King. The disturbing thing is that about a quarter or so of the people evacuating from Vytal are found to be contaminated with the unusual radiation and this was only found out recently, Lisa. Hence the reason why the shelters are so makeshift and all to prevent further contamination to others and the other ports in Vale and Mistral. However, unfortunately, attempts to isolate irradiated individuals from the other refugees have been physically and emotionally taxing for everyone as most were forced to leave their loved ones because of that. And I can tell you, Lisa, it is heartbreaking to watch the tears and the gut wrenching hugs. Some of the families and even friends refused to board the ships and leave their relatives and close ones behind despite knowing that Vytal's not safe for them anymore. And some even committed suicide when some of their people close to them died shortly after being admitted into the hospitals/shelters, which makes the evacuation situation all the more tragic and stressful to watch and deal with," Charles said with remorse with his hand pinching his nose bridge.

Lisa spoke with her eyes tearing up,

"That is certainly tragic, Charles. It's not easy to reconcile with the harsh, heartbreaking reality of the aftermath of Leviathan King's attack on Vytal. And upon the way you describe the situation, Charles, it's really unbelievable and mind-numbling. It's like something out from the Great War, but inflicted tenfold by a monster we have no understanding of. Even looking at the footage pulls heavily on my heart strings because I can only imagine what the experience down there would be if I were to put myself in their shoes through all that negativity. And speaking of which, with all of the levels of negativity at an all time high, I was surprised that there were no Grimm creatures swarming in to occupy the city or even to attack the evacuation ports when the defenses by the Atlesian army units are vulnerable without assistance from the Huntsmen. Charles, what do you make of the unusual phenomenon?" Lisa wiped her eyes dry as she brought up the question that has been on everyone's minds with the shocking absence of the Grimm.

"Hmmm… That's what I find this situation very perplexing. Normally, with all of the despair, sorrow, resentment, etc. circulating about within a populated area, the Grimm monsters would have no problem swarming into Vytal and overwhelm even the most sturdiest and aggressive of defenses from the Huntsmen. But the fact that the refugees are still in the ports evacuating from the island with the army safeguarding them is a peculiar development, more so when all of the local Huntsmen teams in the area were more or less annihilated or missing in the destruction. It seems the same radiation in the ruins that is causing nasty health problems to the fleeing Vytal citizens is also apparently deterring the soulless creatures from ever approaching the ruins at all," the red-haired reporter said in disbelief, to which Lisa's red, puffy eyes widened in shock.

"Wait… you mean to tell me and the viewers, that the radiation is… scaring the Grimm away? That's not possible!"

"I'm serious and if the footage of the Leviathan's earlier fight with the Grimm is not convincing enough, then take a look at the footage of a Beowolf Grimm corpse that's just been taken a few minutes ago."

The other screen besides Charles switched from the evacuation ports to a slowly dissolving, young Beowolf corpse that has shown signs of multiple keloid scars, radiation burns, and indications of cancers not unlike the irradiated individuals in the quarantine zone.

"Charles, what on Remnant happened?!" Lisa exclaimed in horrified shock at the sorry sight of the Grimm monster.

"This Beowolf, apparently a young one, wandered into the ruins just a while ago. It was apparently looking for some survivors to feast on, but the werewolf didn't last long as it quickly succumbed to the radiation that permeated the entire sector of where we found this critter. This beast was suffering so much scarring and radiation burns in such a short amount of time that it was an agonizing death for the Grimm."

"That's horrible! Are there more bodies of these Grimm littering around the ruins?"

"Yes. Unbelievable and shocking as it is, we found numerous bodies like this scattered throughout the ruins with a majority of them being the Beowolves, others being Ursai, Boarbatusks, some young King Taijitu, and one Goliath."

"Wait a minute, a Goliath?! You're joking, right?" the lavender-haired newswoman asked incredulously with pupils shrunk in disbelief.

"No, I'm not. It's better that I show what happened to that elephant in particular," Charles said and clenched his jaw in steeling himself for a rather gruesome outcome of what became of the Goliath as the screen showcased a downed Goliath that was wailing and trumpeting about in great amount of pain as its humongous body was riddled with numerous keloid scars, radiation burns, and cancerous, bulbous tumors that could be clearly seen across its jet black body. Even its once spotless white shell was vandalized by the scars and burns that messed up the red patterns on its face giving the Goliath a pitiful and deformed appearance. The soldiers that were surrounding it were in utter shock before deciding to cut its life short to spare the Goliath and themselves from minutes of agonizing pain and torture by shooting the young Grimm all at once with their laser guns. The young Goliath thrashed about for 50 seconds or so before the elephant-like Grimm fell limp and died on the spot, slowly dissolving into the air.

"As you can see, with the smaller Grimm, the radiation kills them right off the bat immediately, but the larger Grimm were able to resist longer before succumbing to the effects of the Leviathan King's deadly radiation. However, death is very slow and excruciatingly painful for them as if the radiation is poison that is slowly eating them apart," Charles commented.

Ozpin tiredly turned the news off from his screen on his desk as he had enough of the distressing news early in the morning. The old Headmaster breathed through his nose and took off his glasses to rub off the 'bags' under his eyes. Even with the sun poking through the sky at the start of dawn, the sunlight failed to lighten up the somber mood predominant in his clockwork office. He still felt groggy from last night's sleep when the accursed nightmare of witnessing everyone he knew, Beacon Academy, Vale, the Grimm, and even the White Fang be immolated into ashes by the wrath of the Leviathan King still haunted him. The scary part was that the nightmare was becoming more frequent and intense with each night to the point that for two nights, he couldn't sleep at all. He started to suspect that there was something else dire about the dreams that always seemed to involve about the new monster ever since its destructive introduction broadcasted on VNN last Saturday.

And speaking of VNN, the devastation of Vytal by the Leviathan King had been the hot topic throughout the media. News coverage and TV specials talked and debated about the nature of the unknown reptilian titan that had terrified nearly all of Remnant when it had singlehandedly tore down an entire city. Plethora of topics ranged from damage assessment of the specific aspects of Vytal to speculation of where the monster was supposed to come from. The creature's ability to spit its nuclear fire out of its maw was also one of the top subjects that the media gossiped about. The consequences of the widespread of this frenzied gossip, however, was that despite all of the four Kingdoms' governments efforts to censor it, the phenomenon proved to be too big for them to contain as the news story spread like wildfire and the impact was truly profound. Ozpin felt the profound effect of the fateful event that rippled throughout Remnant as he vividly recalled the conversation he had with Glynda and the long, exhausting meeting he had with the Council that followed afterwards last weekend.

Flashback… Yesterday on Thursday…

Ozpin and Glynda just arrived at his office from the elevator and upon exiting, they were talking about the unpleasant meeting with Professor Port and the other school staff, except Oobleck, with the subject of discussion being about what to do in light of the new monster and Vytal's destruction. To say the meeting left them downhearted would be an understatement.

"This is going to be tough for our students to swallow when we announce this," Glynda sadly commented with a downcast expression.

"I know, but we can't take any chances and risk our students to be killed by a surprise attack from this creature. I think the Atlesian authorities, others, including our own are dubbing this new monster the "Leviathan". Not creative, but I can't help agree that it suits the beast." Ozpin tapped his cane before continuing with an expression that showed his discomfort with the ultimate decision that he and the others made in the meeting.

"Back to the topic at hand, with the monster's whereabouts not confirmed and given that it can move about between land and sea so easily from what I've seen, it might be best to restrict the number of missions close to the vicinity of Vale as to keep an eye out for our students. Not just that, but to also call them back if the Leviathan indeed does show up at our borders."

"And thus, have as much as Hunters and Huntresses we need to protect the city from the incoming Grimm and the Leviathan as well as to help with the refugee crisis. Yes, I get the logic, and I would agree with it, but… *sigh*…," the worn out Goodwitch pinched her nose bridge to keep her headache from overwhelming her senses before saying more,

"But I fear that by taking this kind of step, we will be only reacting to the monster and by doing so, risk leaving the villages and settlements to be at the mercy of our enemies, Ozpin. I know it's our duty, especially mine to guide and to protect Vale, Beacon, and our students, but it is still not right for us as Huntsmen to be cooped in the safety of our confines out of fear."

"Glynda, I know and I can feel down the line that will certainly make Team RWBY, JNPR, and even our senior Huntsmen and Huntresses restless and frustrated. However, reacting is the only we can do at this point. Things have changed dramatically ever since the Leviathan strode into our world with us unawares and there are so many unknown variables about this situation," Ozpin said as he grabbed his cup of coffee and sat down at his desk.

"Everyone's been affected and we have only started to even get an inkling of what just happened. I just want to make sure that we adjust out of the shock and prepare for whatever comes now that the animal would encroach into Monty knows where," Ozpin finished as he sipped his coffee to drown out the stress he had endured for the past two days.

"Everyone… Ruby, Yang, Weiss, Blake, Jaune, Pyrrha, Nora, Ren, Coco, Velvet, Cardin, our students, Port, Oobleck, you, and… me. There is no end to the nightmares we've been experiencing in our sleep and it's all because of that infernal lizard," Glynda spat at the last part as if it was venom.

The Headmaster groaned quietly in response and sympathized with his employee and confidant as the nights have not been good to them, making their daytime schedule more and more difficult to go by.

"Peter told me that he finds it hard to do his usual hobbies of telling his stories to his grandchildren without being reminded of the awful dream. I can only imagine how that would affect him in teaching the class, whether he pulls himself together or not. But as for Oobleck… how is he?" Headmaster Ozpin asked with deep concern in his eyes that were only partially blocked by his glasses.

For Glynda, it is one thing to see Port was not his usual bombastic, chipper self and that was saddening enough. However, with Oobleck's state of being, it was alien and heartbreaking.

"O-Oobleck. He's not the same person as he was before and he hasn't gotten better. You know how apart from his passion in archaeology and history, he saw Team FAYT as the best of the students in all of his classes. The students were no doubt excellent and they were exemplary in their teamwork and Ferris Bartholomew was the shining example of leadership," Glynda casted her eyes down at the floor as memories came back to her when Ferris and his team graduated last year and when Oobleck and his wife came to congratulate Ferris, his one and only son at the graduation ceremony.

Ozpin sipped more of his coffee with a more doleful look on his face as he remembered the fond times that he and Oobleck talked about his son and how he would define what it means to be a true Huntsmen, and even the discussions he had with Ferris about his shared passion for history like his father. Ferris may not be quirky and hyperactive like his father, but his noble character as a naturally dedicated leader made him one of the few that stood out to him apart from Ruby Rose. But because of that…

"Because of that, we have lost the shining gem that served as an inspiration to so many future Hunters. We were there that day when VNN got more updates on the damage report of what happening's in Vytal. When news of Team FAYT's demise was confirmed by Ferris's broken Spiked Hammer that laid next to his shadowed outline, all of us were devastated. But none more so than Bart. He just went up and walked quite unusually fast to his office without any of his quirky retorts."

"He shut himself in for quite a while and only comes out for a bathroom break. I remember when I went into his office room just to see what he had done to himself after you granted him a leave of absence, it nearly brought tears to my eyes," Glynda sniffed as emotions welled up within her when she recalled how much of an emotional wreck the poor Historian professor turned into from the loss of Ferris Bartholomew due to the mess he created out of grief in his office. The room was permeated with spilt coffee. Evident by several coffee mugs that have littered Oobleck's desk and floor with most being empty and some half-empty while there was one splat of dark brown stains on the wall with shards of a broken mug laid just below where it impacted, leaving some of the textbooks and a filing cabinet covered in coffee stains. Papers were all over the place as the grief-stricken professor had apparently pushed, shoved, and thrown them about. But the thing that really nailed Glynda hard was the framed picture of Professor Oobleck, his wife, and their son, Ferris that was on the desk. The picture was beautiful in by itself for its capture of the happier memories Oobleck experienced with his family, but in the context of what just happened and with the frame dotted with tears, it became hauntingly tragic as it was now a grim reminder of what had been cruelly stripped away from Oobleck and Beacon Academy.

The usually stoic, strict, rigid Goodwitch teared up at the despondent memory. To make matters worse, ever since Ferris's funeral, Professor Oobleck declined mentally and emotionally throughout his depression with his wife in no better shape than he was.

"Bart still hasn't gotten over the death of his son… I see," Ozpin sighed in solemn resignation. He knew that getting hurt, being scarred, and injured with the high likelihood of dying or losing someone close are the hazardous parts of being a Huntsman or Huntress. That didn't make the burden of bearing with that loss any easier for anyone emotionally within that occupation. Unfortunately, even experienced Huntsmen such as Oobleck in his current state of mind are proof of that unpleasant truth. For some that are of weaker stomachs or have lost their enthusiasm, they quit being a Huntsman when the burden proved too much for them to handle and never come back to being in the occupation at all. Others became more subdued as they took on more of the less dangerous missions or become more passive in their team roles while trying to gradually regain the will to move on and reconcile with the loss. Having known Bart for a long time due to their long-lasting friendship, Ozpin hoped that Oobleck would be in the latter rather than the former or come back to his old self at all after recovering, but then again, the moss-haired historian was experiencing an emotionally-trying time that was even putting his unquenchable characteristic desire to teach about Remnant's history to the limit. Anything could happen.

And speaking of that…

The terminal in front of the Headmaster chimed displaying the following message: [Incoming Transmission].

"I knew it would come to this sooner or later," Ozpin muttered as he pressed the answer icon.

A window opened up and showed three shadowed figures standing behind a large table with the large flag of Vale represented behind them.

"Councilors, I figured you would call soon," Ozpin greeted.

"Yes, the situation regarding Vytal was unexpected and threw all of us off guard," the central figure stated calmly before he became more serious in his tone of voice, "The Vytalian Parliament where all of the four kingdoms agreed to sign the peace treaty that ended Great War centuries ago is in shambles. Like I said before in our previous meetings with the you and the faculty staff, never have I seen such chaos erupt in the political sphere and we're just barely managing to keep order amongst ourselves!"

"Sirs, General Ironwood…"

"We are fully aware of what happened with the Atlesian military and the death of General Patrigan Bullock had us all shocked, especially Atlas' government. Atlas' representative briefed us on what happened, including Ironwood, who gave his testimony of where he was at the time when he returned to Atlas. The kingdom is currently holding a nationwide ceremony for the fallen war hero. But that is beside the point, not only did this creature, this… Leviathan managed to singlehandedly wipe Vytal off the map and cripple Bullock's forces that rivaled Ironwood's in strength and discipline, but also fought off hordes of Grimm without tiring itself, destroyed the CRTT, and, if I'm not mistaken, killed off Team FAYT, who were supposed to be the best Huntsmen team to graduate from Beacon Academy, without even so much as to engage them in combat by just firing its fire breath randomly where they just happened to be in its warpath!"

"I assure you, Councilor. We're doing everything we can to contain the aftermath, help with the Vytalian refugees, and the Atlesian Navy are putting in their best efforts to locate the monster."

"Not enough. The last part we've already heard about that and how that attempt to blow the lizard out of the water failed miserably. It's clear to us that neither you, your Hunters, nor Ironwood can handle a threat so literally huge and dangerous close to your borders. Not only that, we just got word that Mistral is in panic due to the monster approximately being in between Vale and them. Their forces are already putting up defensive measures as we speak in case the Leviathan decides to land on their shores instead of Vale's. In light of the unfavorable situation we are in, we have decided to postpone the Vytal Festival to protect our people until we can find a way to put the animal down permanently."

"Councilor, I understand the need to protect the citizens from the harm this creature is clearly capable of inflicting upon us, but I find your decision to be overreactive. The Vytal Festival is a rare opportunity for the students to showcase their skills to the world. They have been training for this for a long time. Not to mention that by doing so, you'll disappoint everybody."

"Then they will have to live with it. We looked at other options and talked about them with other councils across Remnant. None of them looked appeasable or suitable for us in the long run. There is no other choice, Ozpin. We believe that the Amity Coliseum is too much of a risk to lose, since we have seen the footage of the Leviathan capable of destroying an Atlesian Command ship airborne in the sky with just a spit of its fire. We can't afford to have the unity of the kingdoms be jeopardized any further by an overgrown lizard with bad breath."

'No sense in trying to argue against their logic,' Ozpin sighed before turning back towards the monitor, "Very well, do as you wish, but I would like to ask you one important question before this meeting concludes."

"Go on, Headmaster Ozpin."

"You said about putting the Leviathan King down permanently, but I need to state this out loud, that apart from what we just witnessed of its rampage, we have no idea of what else the monster is capable of, or the true extent of the Semblance it seemed to possess when it decimated the Grimm. So how can we even think of a plan to defend our nations against this monster when we don't know what we're dealing with here?"

Silence loomed over in the office.

The Councilor flinched a bit uncomfortably before quickly recomposing himself. The momentary act, however, was not lost on Ozpin, who slanted his eyes apprehensively.

"Well, that's where the scientists and the eggheads from Atlas come in. Right now, they are currently conducting studies on the area where the Leviathan demolished the CRTT to study the radiation emitted by the monster. They might give us a clue about the kind of strange powers this reptile possesses in its arsenal. However, we don't know how long it will take for the Science Division to finalize their findings and frankly, it's not a lot to go on and we're running on borrowed time here. For now, we will have to use the methods that have enabled the Hunters and us to have an edge over the Grimm in the past and hopefully succeed in protecting our people from the Leviathan. That's all the info I can give to you, I'm sorry that I can't say more."

"Very well, thank you, Councilor. Now if you excuse me, I have to prepare to hunt the lizard," Ozpin said, half-convinced.

The display screen disappeared prompting Ozpin to swivel his chair around to face the windows, before solemnly saying,

"Ms. Goodwitch, thank you for attending the teacher meetings and being the one to confide to in this matter. It's been a stressful week for both of us. Get your rest for today because you will need it for tomorrow."

"What are you going to do?" Glynda asked.

"I have to prepare the announcement for the entire academy tomorrow. I am more than capable of arranging it, but it's just a lot to take in given how things were hectic for us. I… just need some time alone to sort this out."

The blonde-haired authoritarian made no further comment as she lightly bowed her head before proceeding towards the elevator to get some well-deserved rest. This left Ozpin in the solitude of his office and he stared towards the window wondering if there is some other way to solve the dilemma he is now facing.

Back to the present…

Indeed, for the first time in a long while, he didn't know what to do with the dilemma. It haunted him and with every possible alternative he tried formulate, they all ended in a similar outcome that it's not safe for the Vytal Festival to proceed when there's a mountain-sized monster with the power to unleash apocalyptic hell and terror much more potent than the Grimm could ever do lurking around, waiting for the moment to strike. Even when doing his other activities or when grading student papers yesterday, the hideous doubt pervaded in the back of his mind. On top of the same nightmare he had suffered from in his sleep, the mere thought of having to announce the cancelation of the Festival brought no comfort or peace to the Headmaster.

As time passed on from dawn to almost the time that classes start, he figured that it is time to let the students know the terrible truth much to his displeasure. So he headed to the elevator and the feeling of dread grew with every passing second.

Deep within the depths of the trenches beneath the sea…

A dark massive, reptilian shape with blood red spines rested within the bottom of the underwater trench. The Leviathan, or Gojira slept in the rock bed surrounded by volcanoes that were embedded with radioactive Dust crystals as the heat from them kept him warm. The kaiju had enough of actively swimming around the new seas in exploration for the past few days. After destroying the human fleet that have foolishly blasted their guns at him like many others before them, he dived below and managed to avoid further detection from the ships and submarines above him by hiding in the darkness of the vast network of caves. Sensing that the humans had given up their search for him for now, Gojira swam across the sea inspecting his new territory while fighting off some of the underwater Grimm that carelessly challenged him. Tired and needing to recharge, the atomic dinosaur now rested in the suitable rock bed where he is now.

Suddenly… his beady eyes opened. Gojira's senses picked up the familiar beeping of sonar from an Atlesian submarine. The humans were still persistent after all in their search and they never learned their mistakes whenever they crossed him just like the ones from his world. For him, that was irritating, but he was more than happy to oblige by capsizing the puny mammals to their watery grave. Rested and recharged with radioactive Dust energy he absorbed from the volcanoes, Gojira swam in search of the humans intruding on his newfound turf.

Amphitheater, 9:30 AM…

"Please, everyone, find your respective teams and wait for the announcement," Ozpin asked as he observed students and staff coming into the amphitheater after hearing that the Headmaster has an announcement to make.

Team RWBY, JNPR, and SSSN clustered near one of the back walls wondering what this could possibly be about.

"Does anyone have any idea what Ozpin is going to talk about?" Ruby asked.

"Not a clue, sis," Yang answered and she shrugged her shoulders to emphasize the point.

"Jaune? Sun?"

"Nah-uh. I'm just as clueless as your sister or anyone else here for that matter," Jaune said.

"Same here. Heck, in fact, me, Neptune, and my buddies have only been here recently," Sun remarked as his team nodded in agreement.

"That's why we will only know when the Headmaster announces it," Weiss said it in 'a matter-of-fact' tone.

"If it is about the dreams that kept haunting us in our sleep, or about the new monster that trashed Vytal, I am interested to hear what he has to say," Blake remarked.

"He will probably say the same thing about the nightmares, or only mention them for a bit. I am pretty sure he has something to say about the monster," Weiss replied.

"I hope he has a mission for us to find the new monster and kill it. Cuz' my fists are more than eager to bash that disgusting lizard right in the nose for all the people it killed and for scaring my sister with endless nightmares!" Yang said as she cracked her knuckles.

"Yang!" Ruby exclaimed in shock, but fortunately, not loud enough that would attract attention from others outside of her teammates, JNPR, and SSSN.

"You brute! That's insane and downright suicidal! Ozpin would never allow any of us to go after a gigantic monster that could easily flatten a city block," Weiss said exasperatedly.

Their attention was immediately directed towards Ozpin, who stood on the central stage, tapping his cane on the floor and he said,

"Everyone, if you all would kindly listen to what I have to say, please."

Every single person in the room turned their attention towards the Headmaster, silently wondering what he has to announce this time.

"I'm sure you are all aware of what happened to the island of Vytal on that fateful night and of the nightmares that many of us are experiencing in our sleep ever since then. For those that do not know, this was no mere Grimm attack or a riot by the White Fang as some would have liked to believe. In actuality, the devastation was inflicted by a single entity. A lone, yet titanic reptilian beast with powers that are beyond description and many men and women, civilian, Huntsmen, and soldier, lost their lives. We are hoping to resolve the Vytalian refugee crisis that is currently keeping our authorities busy at the docks as soon as possible…"

Jaune's expression became saddened at the fact that the poor citizens fleeing from the Vytal have lost their homes and loved ones due to the Leviathan's warpath.

"The Leviathan, from what we observed so far, was able to render one of Atlas' finest and strongest military fleet useless and powerless in the face of its terrible might. The ferocious power of its fire and the destructive capabilities of both the Semblance and the aura this creature possess makes it grave threat to all of mankind. And possibly even much more dire than the Grimm and the White Fang combined. That is why… with deepest remorse, that I must inform you all…"

There was a long pause that filled the air with so much tension in amphitheater that a butter knife can slice through it. The students were all of the sudden anxious as some were wondering what made the normally calm Headmaster hesitant to say the last part of his sentence.

The momentary silence was broken when with great difficulty, Ozpin continued,

"…that Vytal Festival has been cancelled."

The sudden, unexpected news stirred a huge upset from the students as many complained and bickered amongst themselves, while others remained silent in both shock and disappointment.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY!?" Yang roared in rage, her hair flared up furiously with embers dancing around her, "That's not fair!"

Ruby quickly tried to calm down her enraged sister, "Yang, calm down! There's nothing more you can do. What's done is done!"

"Oh yeah!? That's it!? We're gonna let an overgrown iguana scare us into our little holes and we do nothing about it!? That's unacceptable! I refuse to accept this and let that lizard trample our chances for the tournament!"

Blake saw enough was enough. She clamped firmly onto the blonde brawler's shoulder and said,

"That's not for you to decide. That decision was up to the Council and Ozpin can only announce it. For better or for worse, the decision is final. Let it go before you burn up the whole stadium."

"No fair! I really wanted to break some legs!" Nora angrily whined before Ren pinched her harshly in the elbow.

"OW! Renny!"

"Nora, enough! Don't encourage her," Ren sternly reprimanded her.

"Guys, gals… I am just as angry as you all are about this, but throwing a tantrum like some of you are right now and what others are doing is not going to make this better. And besides, we're all not equipped or trained to handle with a monster the size of Mountain Glenn," Jaune stated in the best calm voice as possible to hopefully defuse the situation.

"Then there's the matter that we know nothing about this Leviathan. We have no plan on how to go about approaching the creature, let alone defeating it. Don't mistake me, we will figure out how to deal with the monster, but in order to do that, we need help. Unless, you and Nora set aside your tantrums, that will only make it harder for us to coordinate effectively and ask for help when we need it," Pyrrha added in to help reason with the hotheaded brawler and Viking before they do something regrettable.

The blonde bombshell's hair soon lulled after she calmed down when Yang finally regained her senses, "Grrr… *sigh* You're right about that, P-money. Sorry, guys… It's just been a bad start to the morning for me…"

"Same here," Nora's anger deflated as she calmed down as well.

"It's not your fault," Ren softened as he rubbed her orange hair, which helped soothe her frazzled nerves.

"I think everybody's under the weather," Ruby sheepishly commented with a nervous grin.

"Obviously," Weiss scoffed.

"From the nightmares or from the announcement?" Blake wondered.

Ozpin continued, trying to calm down the crowd now riled up by the acrid news, "Now I know that most of you have been training your skills while waiting to compete in the tournament for so long, but I hope that you will realize soon that the Amity Coliseum is a large potential target for the Leviathan. Therefore, we, the Kingdom of Vale, cannot afford to risk losing such a treasure."

The loud complaints gradually quieted into scarce mutterings and murmurs amongst the crowd of students, "Rest assured, our best teams of Huntsmen and Huntresses are onto this case as we speak, and they will be supported by Atlas' finest men to put up a stalwart defense against the monster, if it decides to land on our shores. The monster will be driven away and we will protect Vale at all costs… you are all dismissed for the day."

With the announcement done, students and even the false transfer students: Emerald, Mercury, and Cinder started to leave the amphitheater. None of them were pleased about the news, especially the latter for less than noble reasons.

"Damn that monster!" Mercury quietly cursed under his breath just enough for only the green-haired thief and the ember-eyed mistress to hear him as they quickly headed for their dorm room.

"There goes our plan down the drain. That Leviathan, or whatever it is, scared the crap out of those insufferable fools. It would've been pleasant to see the expression on their faces if it weren't for the fact that they reacted too much by cancelling the Vytal Festival!" Emerald seethed with her teeth clenched.

"The Vytal Festival was vital to our plan. Without it, we would not have the desired effect for our plan to succeed in capturing the rest of the Maiden's powers. I will admit that it was partly my fault that I reacted when I saw more of the guards coming out of the CCT along with an Atlesian Paladin. I hid when I thought I was spotted beforehand, but turned out it was an emergency transmission from Vale and that creature was the cause of it," Cinder's eyes seemed to glow a bit as she was miffed, if not, a little apprehensive about the Leviathan.

"You didn't seem pleased about the monster when I saw you watched the news. I thought you might enjoy it considering how it destroyed an entire city in one night. Not to mention you were silent for the past few days," Emerald wondered.

Mercury butted in, "Yeah, you had us tensed to be honest." Only to get a sharp nudge in the ribs by his partner to shut up.

Cinder turned her head back towards her and Mercury and stated, "While I did enjoy the destruction the Leviathan inflicted and I would love to consider taming it for our purposes, but that's not what got me vexed about it and forced me to consult to my master on this matter."

The gray-haired assassin and the thief's eyes widened in surprise as they rarely seen their boss lose her composure or become unsure of something.

Cinder turned her head back, not facing them anymore as she continued to walk down the hall.

"It's too dangerous for us to whisper about our plans, or rather, what's left of them out here. We better head back to our dorm room to come up with a plan to salvage the mess we're in. Come, Mercury and Emerald."

Her two henchmen quickly nodded and caught up with their mistress to head back towards their room.

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TBC

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