Being an adult sucks! How do you adult people deal with it! My struggles with figuring out the answer to life aside, I've found it decently hard to get into my fanfic mojo. It's not cause I'm tired or have too much on my, in fact it's the opposite, I need something to get my mind going.

When I was in school, I would constantly think of good stuff out of boredom. But now that there is nothing to bore me with, I'm finding it hard to get the juices flowing. So until I get a job to spark my creative vigor, expect the chapters to come out a bit slower.

Now that we're done talking about my inner demons, let's talk about the fanfic. My goal for all my fanfics is to get to a chapter minimum of 10 before progressing to other chapters, meaning after this fanfic get's to chapter 10, I'll focus on my other stuff for a bit. I'll return eventually, I'm just letting you know ahead of time. Gotta show the love to my other stories.

Speaking of showing love, let's look at the reviews.

Bloodbrother37: I thought of that at first but then I realized that everyone involved would probably do their best to keep things secret for their own reasons. Take Jaune for example; Jaune would keep it a secret due to the respect and bond he shares with Ditto, even though he knows just how bad it was in hindsight. Ironically enough, I felt that if anyone was going to spill the beans it was gonna be Ditto himself.

proiu: Good to see you proiu! Glad you liked the chapter and share my views on the remake! Not to say I don't like RWBY as it is...was...I'd just love to see the old stuff with the new engine and even add more content to fix any plot holes or issues they had before.

death'sgodson1224-DGS: *sniffle* Thanks bro! It's good to know I've appeased you so! Hope you like this chapter just as much.

(It appears this next one is in spanish. I'll google translate so that you guys, myself and the reviewer can understand. P.S. Had to use google translate so I can't guarantee the quality of the answer.)

0akarigan0: Buena historia, me atrapó desde el inicio. Mi único duda es como se relacionaran con el nuevo maestro tlos demás miembros de la familia Arc ahora que saben que es el mentor secuestrador. Gran fic muchas gracias.

(Good story, it caught me from the beginning. My only doubt is how the other members of the Arc family will relate to the new teacher now that they know he is the kidnapping mentor. Great fic thank you very much.)

Spiffy: Para apagar tu duda, permíteme explicarte. No hay muchas personas que conozcan la verdadera identidad de Ditto. Por lo tanto, generalmente está a salvo con la mayoría de las personas, incluso con la mayoría de la familia Arc. Esto se debe a que Gris no delató a Ditto, solo quería que terminara toda la prueba. Por supuesto, habrá algunas personas, especialmente Arc, que lo resolverán, pero están lejos de Beacon.

(To snuff out your doubt, allow me to explain. There aren't many people who know Ditto's real identity. Therefore, he is generally safe around most people, even the majority of the Arc family. This is because Gris didn't rat Ditto out, he just wanted the whole ordeal over. Of course there will be some people, especially Arc's, who'll figure it out but they are far from Beacon.)

Guest: I would love that too and could totally see some more character growth in earlier chapters now that rooster teeth has a good sense of where RWBY is heading.

Guest from chapter 7: You're gonna have a field day buddy!

With that, I think I should cut the chatter. Say it with me now! It's showtime!

Chapter 8: Initiating the initiation.

(Location: Halls of Beacon.)

(Time: Vol 1.)

(POV: Gris.)

Today's the big day for my boy Jaune! It makes me, Prisme and the rest of the family proud to know he's getting to live his dream, those we are still in touch with anyways. To show our support and joy for his success, we decided to pay him a little visit before his initiation.

We figured that after we got the house all rooted in place and had a good rest we'd have a chance to visit as a family. We'd embarrass him, not too much but enough to be considered a parent. Then, after the initiation was over, we would invite him and his team for lunch, so we could all get acquainted. At least...that was the plan me and my dear wife made. Violet apparently had other plans on the matter.

"Violet! Violet! Please slow down!" I shouted at the retreating form of my daughter as she weaved through the halls with the skill of a master dancer.

Eventually I stopped running and sighed. 'I look away for one second and she takes off. Haaa, just my luck.'

After my sigh of irritation I started moving again, walking instead of running, towards the same path Violet took. 'No point in rushing, she'll find Jaune eventually and is more than capable of defending herself.'

Turning another corner, I found myself face to face with a scene I didn't think I'd be able to see. There Violet was, talking with one miss Goodwitch who looked like her demeanor was in jeopardy, which is properly likely given the situation.

There isn't a doubt in my mind that she's facing difficulties due to Violet right now. As the deputy of Beacon, she is required to 'uphold the law' with a stern attitude to set an example for the other students. But right now she isn't speaking with a student, in fact she's speaking with a girl who has a childlike personality that fits her looks.

Goodwitch bent down and gave Violet a waning smile. "If you'd like help finding your big brother I need to know a little more."

Violet tilted her head. "But big brother is big brother."

Goodwitch exhaled and rubbed her eyes. "Can you at least tell me your name. It'd help me find your brother."

"But you're not supposed to give your name to peoples you're not friends with."

"I believe the correct phrase is 'don't talk to strangers'."

"But spec-ek-kalls lady, everybody talks to strangers."

Goodwitch smirked a tad. "I suppose you're correct. But that's when you're older. Rules are different when you're an adult. When you're a child, you must only speak to people you know."

"That's why I'm talking to you spec-ek-kalls lady. I see you all the time on TV."

"But that doesn't mean I'm not a stranger."

"I know that. It means you become susseptibbles to exception 2." Violets smile grew twice the size it was originally. "Daddy told me that if strangers are on TV, scandals become very, veeery scary for them."

Goodwitch's face paled considerably. "That's...correct."

After watching all of that, I decided to intervene and walked towards the two. Before Goodwitch had to deal with another round of psychological warfare.

"Violet." I call to her.

She turned around to face me before running up and hugging me. "Daddy!"

I pulled he up so her head was level with mine. "You can't go running off like that."

"I'm sorry daddy." She apologizes with a pout.

"So I can presume she's your child?" Goodwitch asked.

I turned towards her and nodded. "Right you are miss Goodwitch. Sorry for the trouble she caused."

"Quite alright Gris, she didn't do anything troublesome, just mentally taxing. What is troubling is your presence in Beacon. Don't you know that entering Beacon grounds during initiation day is against school rules and is considered breaking and entering?" She asked with a stern tone.

"Yes but we got special permission from Ozpin."

She put her hand to her temples. "Of course you did. I tell you, that man is going to be the death of me."

I laughed. "He is an odd one."

Suddenly, Violet began frantically struggling, stabbing me in the eye and breaking free from my hold, running off much faster than before. Knowing what that entailed I ran after her, Goodwitch hot on our trail. Violet turned a corner, I followed suit and found Violet mid-jump towards a figure.

"I missed you big brother!" The airborne 11 year old screamed as she latched onto his back.

"Who the hell are you?" A familiar voice asked.

Looking over the figure, I found that it wasn't Jaune. Instead it was someone who I didn't want to see again. The kidnapper. But while I was seething internally, Violet was filled with confusion.

"You're not big brother, big brother is big brother. Big brother powers were supposed to take me to big brother but it took me to not-big brother." Violet murmured, her world falling apart.

"Alright then. I'mma just move you away like a few inches." Jaune's kidnapper uncomfortably pushed her away before noticing us and smirking. "I promise you, it's not what it looks like."

"Don't put your hands on my daughter." I commanded in a calm, yet cold, voice.

"Honestly officers, she came onto me." He said in a joking manner, pushing my daughter towards me.

I caught my daughter's petrified body before narrowing my eyes at him. "What are you doing here Ditto?"

Ditto began pacing around. "Well after my other venture with children was over and done, I thought it'd be nice to take a job in a...similar field."

"You don't mean-"

"Indeed Gris, your fears are correct. Ditto here is Beacon's newest teacher and first ever clown to join our rank as staff." Goodwitch said, irritation in her voice.

I looked at her with a dumbfounded look. "...Him!?"

Goodwitch nodded. "Yes, much to my dismay. Just another one of Ozpin's inconceivable decisions."

"Kept my nose clean as a fiddle-I did!" Ditto added, with an accent of sorts.

"Ditto's record was exceptional despite how he acts, surprising as that is. Though, I'm more surprised you two are already acquainted." Goodwitch admitted before looking at Ditto for...something, something more than an answer.

"I know dear old Gris from way back. Didn't keep in touch though." Ditto said with a serious tone, making Goodwitch nod and lose that look in her eyes. "Now can anyone tell me why the little mongral attacked me."

"I'm curious as well. Why did your daughter spontaneously run off like that?" Goodwitch asked me.

"It's her semblance." I grunt. "She calls it her 'big brother powers' and it lets her find Jaune with ease."

Goodwitch's face becomes one of shock. "What an odd power. And you're sure that's all it does?"

Before I was able to speak, Ditto butt in. "To answer your question Glynda, he is sure. Sadly that also makes him wrong."

Both myself and Goodwitch look at Ditto, both baffled and full of curiosity at his statement.

"Excuse me?"

"I agree with Gris. You are going to have to give us an explanation on what you mean."

Ditto cranes his neck. "Semblances can be many things-can do many things. But a semblance cannot be that specific with its various gimmicks and rules. My guess is that her semblance acts like a sonar of sorts that can locate objects that fit the required activation requirements. Jaune somehow fits her semblance's requirements and allows her to find him."

"If it works as you say, wouldn't that mean she could find more with this sonar instead of just Jaune?" I ask.

Ditto shrugs. "Probably. From what I've gathered she is using her semblance subconsciously, which makes my theory have two possibilities for why Jaune is the sole target. A; she can sense a bunch of things at once but subconsciously stops herself from sensing anything but Jaune. And B; she can sense one thing at a time but subconsciously has it locked on Jaune."

That does make sense in a way. But it makes another question arise. "If she can only sense Jaune because she subconsciously wants to, then why did it lead her to you?"

My question made everybody silent. Goodwitch's eyes bore into Ditto, waiting for his rebuttal. Ditto had raised his hand to say something only to freeze as he processed the question. I was reveling in the fact that I was finally able to take the words out of Ditto's mouth.

Eventually, Ditto gathered his thoughts and snapped his fingers. "Oh! It's probably because I'll know where he is. Hey brat, you want to find Jaune, yeah?"

Violet's snapped out of her daze and nodded.

"Then what you have to do is walk down this hallway and turn right after passing the first right turn. That'll take you to the locker rooms. Once you're there, you just need to wait for your brother to arrive. Got it?" Ditto asks, Violet nodding at the question. "Good. Now get going you shin kicker."

With that, Violet ran off...again. What is it with Violet running away today?

"Ditto, Jaune and the rest of the classmates are still probably asleep. Why did you tell her to go to the locker room?" Goodwitch asked.

"What an elementary question Glynda. Judging by the length of the brats legs, I can say without a doubt that she would only make it to the ballroom after most of the students had finished their morning routine, meaning they'd be having breakfast at this time, making it a better choice to send her to the cafeteria. However I didn't send her to the cafeteria because I know for a fact that Jaune has woken up early and has eaten breakfast already, meaning that he'd be doing his morning workout by the time she got there." Ditto explained.

"So you sent her to the locker room."

Ditto nodded. "Yeah. Sure, she'll have to wait a bit longer but all students will be forced to go there today, him included. That means that if she follows my directions to the letter, she'll eventually meet up with Jaune."

"You're sure about these predictions?" I ask.

"Of course. Just like I'm sure that if Glynda takes the time right now to finish up her paperwork, she'll have legally worked enough to get a break for Sunday."

"I'm still on parole Ditto." Goodwitch huffed.

"Oh please. The students wouldn't fuck around during the morning of the initiation, they're on too tight a schedual. I'll even take the blame if you get in trouble." Ditto huffed back.

"...Then I'll take you up on your offer."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Just go put your A's before your B's, while I 'watch' the kids with my good pal Gris and reminisce about the good times."

Goodwitch nodded and walked off until we couldn't see her, leaving me and Ditto in an awkward silence. It was a soothing silence, until Ditto did to the silence what he did to my family.

"I know we're enemies and all, got the whole 'Hunter-man vs Joke Grimm' thing going on. But I can't help but marvel at how big your baby blues are when you aren't squinting."

In an instant I had grabbed his collar and pinned him to the wall, pushing my knuckles into his neck. "Cut the crap. I told you to never come around my family ever again. But here you are, teaching at my son's school. Unlike the last time, I'm not gonna let you off easy. You're going to give me an explanation for your actions. Who knows, you might even get to live."

"Hehe,*Gack* w-whatever you say." He wheezed out with a chuckle. "But*Gasp* you might not be satisfied, exhibitionism doesn't really g-get me going."

I slammed him into the wall again. "I thought I told you to cut the crap. "

Ditto smiled at me. "I know. I just thought you'd like to do this in a more*Gasp* private location. Dust k-knows what'll happen to your reputation if a student sees us like this."

"But you said-"

"*Wheeze* I kidnapped your son, do you really t-think I wouldn't lie either? C-Come on Gris, y-you and I both know how stupid kids are, there's always bound t-to b*Gasp*be one idiot who f-fucks up getting into an academy b-because of tardiness." Ditto revealed before kicking me away. "I just had to get her away so we could have a chat like grown ups."

Both of us fell to the ground as we recovered from air loss. Getting up, we stared at each other before Ditto made a gesture to follow. So I did, begrudgingly letting my families worst enemy lead me to a private area.

(Location: Beacon locker room.)

(Time: Vol 1.)

(POV: Pyrrha Nikos.)

Hello there, I'm Pyrrha Nikos. Today I woke up, brushed my teeth, ate breakfast and then recalled a memory from the day prior. What is the memory of? Well, it was about a boy named Jaune Arc.

When I first met him, I thought he was just another fan coming to greet me. But instead of pointing out what every other fan already knew, he appeared to be more reserved. When he spoke to me, it was like speaking with a neighbor or a close friend. It was really refreshing. Unlike people who 'tried' to play it cool in front of me or making it clear that I was just a stepping stone for their own greatness, he acted like it didn't matter.

It made me feel good, normal, approachable and, most importantly of all, confuzzled. Why didn't he sound like he was somewhat familiar with who I am? I don't mean to stroke my own ego, but everyone and their grandma seems to have at least heard of me. Hell, you don't know how embarrassing it was to see 'myself' on an adult website for the first time. And yet, despite how far 'my' influence has reached, there was nothing in his voice that hinted at him knowing who I am.

By now, a normal person would probably just leave it at that and move on to something else. But once we went our separate ways, I found myself thinking about him...a lot, I even had a dream about him for dust sakes! It's like I'm somehow being drawn towards him.

I thought about him until I began thinking of the situation itself, seeking answers until I figured out 'why?'. Thinking about this had more results, which is good, but the results were less than likable half the time and were more theories than they were answers. It bothered me greatly.

And that is why I'm going to actually physically talk to Jaune instead of just pondering until I explode. I figured if my mind couldn't fix my issues then I'd use something more reliable and trained, my instincts. With the help of my most used ability, I'd be able to get some concrete answers. I'd be able to find out if he actually knows me and what these feelings of mine really are.

However I have a single, itsy bitsy problem that has taken the form of a red cape and blonde hair.

"Hey Jaune!" A girl with a red cape shouted as he walked into the locker room.

Jaune stopped in his tracks to look at the girl. "Hey Ruby. What's up?"

"Nothing much. I was just wondering where you were. Me and Yang were going to sit with you but we couldn't find you." She said.

The blonde girl snaked her arm over Jaune's shoulders. "Yeah, you should know better to leave girls alone like that. It hurts to connect the way we did only to have you disappear once the sun rises."

All of them were silent before they erupted with laughter. The red-I mean Ruby fell on her backside as the two blondes wiped tears from their eyes. Anybody could tell just by glancing at them that they were good friends.

This was my big issue right now, my big reason for being unable to put my plan into motion, the reason I'm awkwardly hiding behind a locker.

'I can't just walk over and butt into their chat, that'd be super rude! Plus if I walk over now, those girls will notice and probably sell me out and reveal my identity to Jaune.' I whimper silently at the thought before shaking my head, determination filling my eyes. 'Come on Pyrrha Nikos! Stop being a fraidy cat! It isn't rude to introduce yourself to new people. Besides, you aren't even sure that Jaune is ignorant of your identity.'

With these thoughts in mind, I forced my body to move forward, confident that I'd- 'Of course I may also be right and he doesn't know.' My body froze up and retreated further into my hiding spot. 'Damn you absent thoughts!'

Imprisoned by my fears once again I decided to go back to observing Jaune. It was the safest option until I could do this properly. And after carefully watching the three chat away, I caught a glimpse of the color purple speed by as it homed in on Jaune.

Jaune, in one precise motion, turned to embrace the attacker as it tried to merge with Jaune's stomach. "Jaaaaaune!"

"Violet!? What are you doing here!?" Jaune said with a panic, worry evident on his face.

The small child looked up at Jaune. "We didn't sleep together last night. I had such a bad sleep that I woke up three times. I was so scared!"

Jaune embraced her tighter, stroking her head to comfort her. It was an adorable sight, until the girl in yellow spoke up.

"So is this what you meant by 'personal reasons'? Just how young do you like them?" The girl asked, anger evident in her voice.

"I can already see this being an issue." Jaune sighed. "Yang, before you call the Vale police, let me point out that this is my little sister Violet. She has gone through a lot and has become very clingy to me, requiring me to sleep in the same bed to help her recover."

The girl in yellow, Yang, looked relieved. "That's good. You gave me quite the scare Jaune. I thought I was gonna need to teach you a lesson on how to treat ladies, especially young ones."

"Stop bullying big bro! He is the perfect-ist gentleperson in the world!" Jaune's sister yelled at the girl.

Jaune chuckled. "They aren't bullying me Violet, they are just doing what they're supposed to do if some pervert did something to you." Jaune explained.

"But she looked like she was going to hurt you…"

Jaune ruffled her hair. "They just misunderstood the situation my wee-lil-V. These girls wouldn't hurt me unless I deserved it. Here, I'll introduce them to you so you can see for yourself, OK?"

"...Ok."

Jaune turns Violet around to face the other girls as she adorably shuffled in their gaze. "Hello, I'm Violet Arc. The youngurt Arc of the Arc family."

She bowed at the two girls as they began fawning over her. Her adorable way to say 'youngest' seeping into their hearts.

Ruby walked up and held out her hand. "My name is Ruby Rose. It's nice to meet you Violet."

Violet clasped her hand with a smile. "Nice to meet you too Ruby Rosey. You have pretty eyes."

Ruby blushed and let her sister have a turn interacting with the tot. "My name is Yang Xiao Long, the coolest girl around. I'm Rubes's sister and might even become your sister too in the future."

'How bold.' I thought to myself as I waited for Violet's response.

Unlike Ruby, Yang didn't get a warm smile. "Why would you be my sister?"

"Well lets just say that if things go well, you can be my flower girl." Yang hinted to the small girl.

Violet was not pleased as she growled at Yang, causing everyone in the room to wince. "No way! I won't let you steal my big bro away from me!"

"I'm just joking." Yang tried to explain.

Violet glared at her. "You're lying. Your trying to get the best big bro in the world all to yourself. But he is mine! I don't need anyone else so long as I have Jaune!"

Violet began throwing a tantrum. This made the sisters gingerly step backwards to avoid the child's wrath. Violet's tantrum was halted with Jaune pulling her into his arms and lifting her up. Instantly she became calm as she buried her head into the crook of his neck and held him tightly. After some time passed Jaune stood up.

"We'll talk later." He said to Ruby and Yang with a quiet tone.

"I'm sorry Jaune. I didn't know she'd react like that." Yang apologize.

Jaune waved off her apology. "It's alright. This is what I meant when I said she was clingy. We'll have more time to talk once were students but for now it would be best if you stayed away from her, until she calms down."

With that Jaune left Yang and Ruby, both having an awkward look to them as they collected themselves, and walked towards my hiding spot. Seeing my chance, I decided to make my presence known.

"Hello again Jaune." I greeted as I walked over to him.

He blinks and looks at me with a smile. "Hey Pyrrha. How's my favorite locker stalker?"

"You knew?" I asked with a wince, causing him to laugh.

"Pyrrha, the next time you want to be stealthy, I suggest you hide your entire body instead of just your arm." He critiqued.

'I feel so embarrassed. He probably thinks I'm weird now!' I thought as I curled up on the floor.

"From what I've heard, that stealth tactic works better with a cardboard box." Jaune teased.

My blush grew bigger as I got up and pinched him. "Stop being mean!"

He took a step back, still giggling at my plight. "Sorry, sorry. It's just so easy to do. Tell you what, I'll treat you to something as an apology, how does that sound?"

Before I could respond, the child in his arms began moving and looked over at me with wonder in her eyes. The look in her eyes was adorable but made my instincts kick in. I was confused at first but soon realized the fear in that look as she began to point at me.

"Pumpkin!" She shouted.

Both myself and Jaune paused. For a second there I thought she was going to fan girl and rat me out. But apparently I was wrong, she called me pumpkin instead. What a relief...but, why pumpkin?

"Violet! You can't say things like that!" Jaune scolded her before turning to me. "I'm so sorry Pyrrha! I never would have guessed that she'd give you a hard time for being a red-head."

I shrugged. "I don't really mind."

"But Violet shouldn't do things like that…"

"Why are you mad at me big bro? All I did was call pumpkin, pumpkin." Violet asked with confusion.

"Violet, we just talked about this!"

"Are you being mean because pumpkin is here? Do you like her better than me?" She probed, her eyes becoming desperate.

"Here we go again." He whispers to himself. "Violet, I don't like her more than you. I've only just met her while your the best little sister in the world."

His words didn't calm her. "But pumpkin is so much prettier than me!"

"Sweety, while Pyrrha is pretty. What really matters is what's on the inside." Jaune tried to persuade her as I blushed a bit at his complement.

Violet began tearing up more. "But that's unfair! I have mus-kalls and white rattlers in my body. She has sugar flakes and marshmallows in her body!"

With those words I had a revelation while poor Jaune looked more confused than ever. Everything she's said to me until now has been referencing Pumpkin Pete cereal. I should have noticed it sooner to be honest. Good thing she didn't completely rat me out to Jaune. Speaking of which, I should probably help him out.

"May I try?" I asked the concerned brother.

He huffed and moved out of the way. "Be my guest."

I kneeled down to her level and put a hand on the child's head. "You really love your brother don't you?"

"...yeah. I love him most in the whoooole world" She admitted with a sniffle.

"Do you love him enough to let him have some space?" I ask.

"P-Pyrrha!?"

"Why would I need to give him space? So pretties like you can take him away!?" She asked back with malice.

"No. You need to give him space so that you don't cause him trouble. You don't need to actually give him space, you just need to remember that causing trouble for your brother will make him sad." I explained. "Do you want your brother to be sad?"

"Ne-Never! He's the only big brother I have! If he gets sad, he'll leave again. I don't want him to leave again…" Violet began to sob again.

'Leave again?' I thought to myself before refocusing my attention. "That's why you gotta give him space. I know you love to give him all the love in the world, but you gotta do it differently. You need to give him love without making him distressed. That way everyone can be happy."

Violet wiped her nose and looked me in the eye. "But what about the pretties? What if a pretty takes him away?"

While pondering her question I looked over at Jaune, who was mystified at the scene he was seeing, for an answer. He didn't deliver, but my brain did, it made me recall his teasing and prompted my mischievous side to give me the answer.

With a devilish smile, I said. "Then you'll just have to marry him before anyone else does."

Like a vampire, Violet seemed to drain Jaune's mood as her face became as bright as the sun, while his fell into despair. It made me feel giddy to see that look on his face, made me laugh actually. But that laughter stopped when Violet gave me a hug.

"Thank you big sis pumpkin." She said.

I hugged her back. "Your welcome superstar."

We stayed there for a second before Violet whispered 'I won't lose to you.' in my ear, causing shivers to go down my spine. I let go of her and watched Violet run to her brothers side and confidently held his hand instead of clinging to his arm.

Jaune scratched the back of his head. "Are you secretly a goddess?"

"Maybe~. Why do you ask?" I say with a smug smirk.

Jaune gives me a pained smile. "I've never seen someone fix so much in so little time, while simultaneously creating dangerous amounts of chaos."

"Call it a gift."

From there, Violet, Jaune and myself bantered between each other as myself and Jaune collected our gear. Jaune and I playfully tried to get under the other's skin while listening to Violet's many stories about Jaune and her. For once, I felt normal, like I belonged. I'd do just about anything to keep things as they are.

"Ugh! How bad can this day go!?" An annoyed voice said as they walked into the locker rooms.

From the tone of her voice she sounded like she was very serious in nature, like she was all business and no games. It was the voice of someone who had something to prove.

"Oh no…" Jaune whispered.

She walked past us, rubbing one of her eyes, before stopping and looking back at us, back at me. "Dust...It's Pyrrha Nikos!"

'Oh no…' I thought to myself.

She walked up to me and held out a hand. "My name is Weiss Schnee, heiress of the Schnee Dust Company. It's a pleasure to finally meet the one and only Pyrrha Nikos."

With a pained smile I took her hand. "Nice to meet you too."

"Is that another one of your friends big bro?" Violet piped up.

"That my sweet-lil-V is what we in the business call a T-Rex. They are ferocious and attack anything in sight, but if you stay very still, they won't be able to see you." Jaune said to Violet.

Weiss looked at them with rage. "You!"

"Note to self, they also have echolocation…"

"I'm not in the mood to deal with you today. First, I woke up folded and stuck in my sleeping bag. Then I find out that all of my hair products have been replaced with bottles of butter. And then; I find out that my weapon has been deconstructed and scattered throughout Beacon, with only a map to help me find the pieces." Weiss lists off.

Jaune whistles. "That's rough."

"Save it! I've had an awful day today so far and don't want you barbarian to make it worse. Especially now that I've met my future partner, the one and only Pyrrha Nikos!" Weiss snaps at him.

'Should I feel bad that I don't want you as a partner? I feel that I should feel bad.' I thought to myself.

"...Are you on your exclamation mark?" Violet asks Weiss, forcing me to hold in my laugh once I understood what she meant.

Weiss looks at violet and scowls. "When did Beacon have such low standards? First the child and now a toddler? Dust have mercy..."

"You smell like a perfume store." Violet pointed out.

Weiss gripped her nose while shaking her head. "Calm down Weiss. The one and only Pyrrha Nikos is right here. You have to make a good impression."

"You've said 'the one and only Pyrrha Nikos' thrice now princess. Yeah, she's the only Pyrrha Nikos in the world but you keep saying her name like she's above all of us." Jaune points out.

Weiss smiles. "The brute is finally learning his place."

"I don't get it, what makes her so special?" Jaune asks, causing my heart to skip a beat.

Weiss looked at him, flabbergasted. "What do you mean 'what makes her so special'!? Do you know who she is!?"

"Pyrrha Nikos." Jaune responded.

"Pumpkin." Violet responded.

Weiss grit her teeth. "Do you know what she is!?"

"A Beacon student." Jaune responded.

"Made of cardboard." Violet responded.

"I'm sick and tired of you!" Weiss snaps. "You've gotten on my nerves since yesterday and personally I have had enough! The world would be a better place if you'd just disappear, especially if it's for good! Nobody would notice your absence, I bet everyone would celebrate your departure!"

Weiss was beginning to make me uncomfortable, her violent way of speech being a cause for concern. But what was worrying me the most was the look on Violet's face. She looked like she was about to snap too after that comment about Jaune disappearing but held herself back. Instead, she gained a look of a determined sea captain that was willing to do all she could to save her crew.

Violet stepped in front of Jaune with her arms spread defensively, ready to save her brother from harm. She took a deep breath until her cheeks inflated and held it in. Everyone involved grew curious at what she was planning on doing.

Her plan was...unexpected. Violet pursed her lips began blowing air at Weiss. But after a few seconds her tongue found its way through the passage, turning it into a violent raspberry. Weiss had to cover her eyes as spit went everywhere.

After turning blue in the face, Violet stopped and looked at her adversary with shock. "What!? Big bro, why didn't she blow away!?"

Jaune laughed. "Oh how you crack me up my sweet-lil-V. She isn't made of dust silly, her family owns a company that creates and spreads dust all over the world."

Violet turned to Weiss with a newfound realization. "So she's the one who makes all of our stuff dusty? She's the reason we need to clean the floors all the time!?"

Jaune laughed again at her cute thought process. Heck, even I couldn't help but giggle into my hand. I know I shouldn't laugh, especially with how livid Weiss looks, but I just can't help it.

"W-W-Wha!? That's not at all what my company does! We don't go around making things dusty! The Schnee Dust company produces and distributes Dust, the heart of all technology, to all ends of the world. If it weren't for us, soldiers wouldn't have weapons to defend us, doctors wouldn't have the tools to save us and entertainers wouldn't be able to amuse us!" Weiss informed us in an egocentric manner.

"You sure like that stool you call a pedestal." Jaune quietly commented.

Weiss continued. "Dust is the heart of our society, the Schnee family is the top distributor of Dust, therefore we are the biggest reason our society is what it is! I know it's hard for an idiot like you to understand, so I'll put it like this. Dust is the pretty sparkles that is used for everything you do."

"You're a dummy. Dust doesn't power anything, it just makes you sneeze. The stuff you're talking about is called rainbow powder, everyperson knows that!" Violet challenged. "And rainbow powder isn't used for everything. Persons don't use it to bandage boo-boos, persons don't need it to eat and persons did everything on their own before they found rainbow powder." Violet pointed out.

Weiss grit her teeth. "You-!"

"That's enough." Jaune said as he put a hand on Weiss's shoulder.

"Get off me!" Weiss yelled as she tried to pry his hand away.

"Weiss, you desperately need to chill out. This isn't like you." Jaune pointed out to her.

"You don't know me you mongrel!"

"True, I haven't known you for long and you didn't exactly make a good impression when we first met. But I know you enough to know your acting extremely hostile, unfocused and erratic, a fact I know isn't like you. Probably has something to do to an awful sleep and the constant torment you've endured here so far." Jaune explained.

"I am not acting extremely hostile! Or unfocused! Or erratic! I'm perfectly fine and completely composed!" She growled.

"Weiss, you got outplayed by a pre-teen who's mental age fluctuates every hour. I think my assumption has merit." Jaune says back. "You are beautiful, talented, smart, skilled and probably deadly in combat. Sure, you're rough around the edges when it comes to conversing with us commoners but I know with enough time you'll become capable of that as well. So long as you remember to avoid scaring people off with that attitude."

"..."

"Now if you two ladies will excuse me, I need to drop my sister off before the initiation starts as well as get ready for said initiation. I suggest you two do the same, before the rest of students crowd the locker room."

With that he began moving to, I assume, the initiations location while mumbling 'now to figure out where Ditto hid my crap.'. Needless to say, I was cursing him for leaving me here with Weiss-no offence to her of course!

Weiss huffs and looks at me. "I apologize you had to see such an...unsightly display."

"Oh, um...it's no problem. I uh-know how hard mornings can sometimes be." I comforted her with my false smile.

"Quite…" She agreed, rubbing her eyes a bit.

This action drew my attention to some key details about Weiss. Her hair seemed disheveled and her eyes had bags under them. These details wouldn't be too unusual if it weren't for Weiss's background. She was a Schnee, a prestigious family, and a known singer, a celebrity like myself. Both titles that require one to keep up appearances.

Yes, for family's like the Schnees and people like professional singers, appearance is key. In both situations, people are often taught how to put on a show, to appear like nothing is wrong despite the strife. So for her to look like this despite her lifestyle is shocking. Jaune had a point with his claims it seems, Weiss must not be at her best.

"Weiss…" I cautiously begin. "Maybe Jaune was right about your condition."

"Y-You too!?" Weiss asked, flabbergasted.

"To be fair Weiss, you don't exactly look the part of a Schnee-not that you need to be or anything! It's just, you look like a cosplayer who could only be bothered to put the costume on." I explain, a tad more blunt then I expected.

"What are you talking about?" She asks before realizing something, pulling out her scroll and activating the camera function. "My eyes have bags!? They never have bags! And my-my hair! I forgot to do my hair! Wait-is that-it can't-is that a wrinkle!?"

'Wrinkle?' I thought as I gazed at her face for such a thing. "I think you might be seeing things Weiss."

With a sigh she puts her scroll away. "You may be right...I'm sorry for showing such an embarrassing sight miss Nikos. As much as it pains me, it appears the mongrel was right. Perhaps I am a bit under the weather."

"I think 'a bit under the weather' is an understatement."

"What do you mean." She asks.

I pause and try to find my words before huffing. "I'll be honest with you Weiss. You didn't exactly introduce yourself in the best way. You interrupted my conversation with new friends, belittled them and then proceeded to argue with a child and, I quote, lost. All of this led me to believe you were a fairly rude and obnoxious person."

Weiss's eyes trailed downward. "I…see."

"But thanks to Jaune I know better now. He pointed out the fact you're probably under tons of stress because of the torment he mentioned. Heck, your eyes alone show how tired you are. But what really sent the original thoughts packing was his willingness to see past all that and point out your good points to help you save face."

Weiss's head snapped upward with confusion. "He...was helping?"

I nod. "Yes. It was obvious you two have a history of sorts, it makes sense considering the hostility of your bickering. Yet, despite your feud, he was willing to point out potential reasons for your behavior and even pointed out your strengths. He gave you an out while also telling others of your true worth when you're at your best, like he was saying 'she's like this to me but won't be for you.' to everyone listening."

"Huh…"

"I'd even say that his words gave me a better opinion of you too. His facts helped me understand your actions and without him, I'd probably completely glance over your obvious fatigue. It helped me see you for you, just like I want people to see me for me."

"What do you mean by that?" Weiss asks curiously.

"Weiss, it's no secret that we are both well known people. We both have fans and enemies lurking behind every corner. With that popularity comes a mask for us to masquerade as we pretend we're something we're not. It's tiring, tiring to become friends with people who only want to befriend the pretend you."

"Yeah, I get that. It always pains me to befriend people who are only after material gain, aggravating to have people judge me based on my family's heritage."

"Precisely. To everyone I'm 'the invincible girl', the 'one and only Pyrrha Nikos' who trains to keep her title and only rests to eat and sleep." Weiss flinched at that. "But in reality, I'm just a normal girl with a talent for fighting who wishes for a normal life; a life where I can go places without paparazzi, a life where I can admit that the art made by Boux Glow looks like spilled condiments during an accident at a fast food place."

"I thought you said you liked the creativity and imagery that Boux Glow's paintings."

"Nope, I actually really dislike his work but never had the heart to tell him. I once said one of his paintings looked like a noble lion. In actuality, I thought it was a frog."

"Would all first-year students please report to Beacon Cliff for initiation? Again, all first-year students report to Beacon Cliff immediately." A voice commands from the intercom.

"...shall we?" I ask as I look over to Weiss.

"Yes." She nods.

And with that we both made our way to the cliff-side. Once we got there, we were directed to our own individual square based on our arrival and told to wait for the rest of the group. This gave us all a chance to look around at our surroundings.

Most of the Beacon candidates looked around for a means of curbing their boredom, while others used it to distract them from their early morning jitters. However, side from the forest and the towering structure that was Beacon, there was much to speak of in terms of geography that could be called entertaining. But the people we stood before made up for this.

There was the Headmaster Ozpin, who stood stoically as he sipped from his coffee mug. He looked over the candidates with indifference as he made small talk with those who surrounded him. Monitoring them more than he was us and acting as a divider between the rest of the onlookers.

On Ozpin's right side appeared to be a family of 3 made up of a mother, father and...Violet!? They all seemed to be searching the initiates for someone specific as they all struggled to stay together. The male had his arms crossed as he sighed at Violet, who kept trying to run off only to be trapped by the older, smiling women's right hand. Normal family antics would be the first thing to come to mind. But the pressure their presence had pushed those thoughts 6 feet under.

Then there was Beacon's deputy, Glynda, was standing at Ozpin's left as she seemed to glare at us all, though that may be because of the distance. She held a riding crop in her hand that many people, including myself, seem to instinctively fear for reasons we can't describe. It did make us feel better to see her focus her attention to her left though.

To the left of Glynda was the victim caught in her gaze, seemingly unaffected by her presence as he smirked at us all. Upon closer inspection the victim could be identified as the speaker from the other day. The speaker held his shoulder with his one arm, using it as a makeshift scarf as he looked us over as if to scan us.

With a quick inhale, Ozpin began speaking. "For years, you have trained to become warriors, and today, your abilities will be evaluated in the Emerald Forest."

"Now, I'm sure many of you have heard rumors about the assignment of 'teams'. Well, allow us to put an end to your confusion. Each of you will be given teammates... today." Glynda adds, creating a wine of disappointment to my right.

"These teammates will be with you for the rest of your time here at Beacon. So it is in your best interest to be paired with someone with whom you can work well." Ozpin explains as the wine becomes a groan. "That being said, the first person you make eye contact with after landing will be your partner for the next four years."

"Whaaaat?!" The owner of the previous groans shouts.

"Since there will be opposition, he advises that the initiates do not hesitate to destroy everything in their path, as the possibility of dying is very real. They will also be discreetly evaluated for their performances during the initiation process, but the instructors will not intervene. The objective is to seek a relic, one per pair of partners, in a temple on the other end of the forest and guard it, along with their standings. They are then to return to the cliff that they are currently standing on with the relic."

A relic huh? If I'm correct, this will act as an escort mission of sorts that will be used to gauge our ability to work with others on the fly. What a fun way to do two things at once! That being said, this will be used to decide our partners so I might want to pull some strings a bit to get my desired outcome.

"After you've partnered up, make your way to the northern end of the forest. You will meet opposition along the way. Do not hesitate to destroy everything in your path... or you will die." Ozpin continues. "You will be monitored and graded through the duration of your initiation, but our instructors will not intervene. You will find an abandoned temple at the end of the path containing several relics. Each pair must choose one and return to the top of the cliff. We will regard that item, as well as your standing, and grade you appropriately. Are there any questions?"

"I have a question, Ozpin." Jaune speaks up. "Do you mean it when you say 'destroy everything in your path'?"

Ozpin nods. "Indeed. Now, take your positions."

Everyone gets into position, ready to be launched. But before we're shot through the air, I turn to Weiss.

"Hey Weiss."

"Yes miss Nikos?"

"Even if we don't end up on the same team, I'm more than willing to give a friendship with you a try." I say with a smile

Weiss's face lit up. "Same to you miss Ni-Pyrrha."

With a nod of understanding, I brace myself for my sudden propulsion into the sky. Within seconds I'm launched into the air, the wind blowing through my red hair as I plan and execute my landing. Now came the critical part, securing Jaune as my partner.

'Sorry Weiss but out of all my options, he's my first pick.' I think to myself as I spot my target, readying my spear to pin my prey. 'Please don't hold it against me.'

I throw the spear at Jaune with the hopes of catching his hood, a hope I'm confident will happen. However, despite my confidence something felt wrong, something bad was about to happen. A bad something in the form of a spear, my spear, that was in my face seconds later.

The tip of my spear pressed against my cheek, drawing the tiniest amount of blood. I had stopped it with my polarity just in time, any sooner and I'd have been pierced by my own spear. My oh my the mysteries about you just seem to pile up Jaune Arc.

Spiffy: Ha! You thought the reviews were done! But no, I have my own review for you guys! Ahem. You've been amazing and have really pushed this story by leaps and bounds. You have my gratitude. We are reaching the beginning of the foretold chapters, where this series will truly start! But I only have 2 more chapters until I reach my chapter cap for this series, meaning you'll have to wait until I reach the same threshold for my other fanfics, effectively cliff hanging you all. But don't be sad, good things are going to come.

PS. The whole 'not having a job' thing was written a month ago along with most of this chapter's contents. However, now I do have a job and so things are going to change drastically. I have a good plan for the future though so just wait and see.