It is a warm, Autumn morning in the Kingdom of Fiore. A month has passed since the end of the Grand Magic Games, also known as the Dragon King's Festival, and things have begun to settle down. However, for the mages of the guilds involved in the epic tournament, they have been busier than ever before, seeing to job requests given to them by spectators who were impressed with their skills. Still, one female member of Blue Pegasus isn't letting herself be overcome by stress.

Strolling down the streets of Crocus with shopping bags in each of her hands is Jenny Realight, current "Miss Fiore," and wizard of the Blue Pegasus guild. She is wearing a dress similar to the one she wore during her appearance at the Grand Magic Games, however, instead of a light-pink dress, it is light-purple. The design is the same, showing off her ample cleavage and slender legs. Her blonde hair reaches midway down her back, ending in a pony-tail, with two bangs framing her face. She also wears a pair of purple heels, golden bands around her wrists, chain-like earrings, and a golden necklace. Her blue, Blue Pegasus guild mark is on her left shoulder.

A content smile formed on her face. "I am so glad that I was able to make it to those sales in time." she thought out loud, having bought several new outfits from some of her favorite clothing stores. However, her smile soon faltered into a small frown. "If only I could've taken Christina, instead of the train. It was so slow that I almost missed out on that cute pair of heels." she huffed.

In the past, she managed to convince Master Bob to let her use the Christina magic bomber whenever she wanted to go shopping. However, recently, the master put his foot down, and he told Jenny that she could no longer take the bomber for her own private uses. As much as he cares for Jenny, he believes that it is time that she stops relying on the guild and its resources so much, and to start doing things for herself.

Of course, she argued with him over it, but his word was final, and she knows that. It doesn't help that the other members of the guild agreed with and took the master's side. Though, she doesn't blame them. The master might not look like much, but he can be extremely frightening, when he wants to be. Although, she was at least hoping that Hibiki would back her up.

Remembering the blonde-haired Archive mage, Jenny narrowed her eyes, and she scoffed. "Whatever." she huffed. "Who needs him?" she thought as she continued walking through the streets. To the contrary of what many people believe, Jenny and Hibiki were never really together. However, at the time of the Grand Magic Games and for some time after that, she thought that she and Hibiki might've had a chance at being a couple. Although, after seeing him on a date with another girl, she immediately forgot about it. He was just flirting with her to gain more publicity.

As she walked through the busy streets of Crocus, she heard people murmuring to each other, and she caught many people with their gazes set on her. However, most of the looks she was given were flirtatious and dirty. Though, that is most likely due to the pictures she had taken for Sorcery Weekly Magazine.

Red made its way to her cheeks as she remembered that embarrassing photoshoot. It was one of the worst days of her life. Though, the photographers sure did enjoy themselves, which didn't help with the embarrassment, whatsoever. Frankly, it is her fault for making that bet with Mirajane during their fight, but she really thought that she had a chance at finally beating her rival.

Thinking about it, she could've just not gone through with it, but that would've been unfair to Mira. After all, she did accept her terms, and she ended up winning. Despite the embarrassment, a deal is a deal, and she isn't one to go back on her word.

So, as men around her, and surprisingly a lot of women, called out to her, suggesting dirty things, Jenny just ignored them and kept walking. If they want to act immature, then let them. She isn't going to give them the satisfaction of earning a rise from her. It would just make things worse for her.

Just as she was about to turn the corner, she noticed something sparkle in the darkness of a nearby alleyway. Normally, in these types of situations, the sanest thing for a person to do would be to just keep walking. However, Jenny is feeling a little irritated, and if this sparkle that she noticed in the alleyway happened to be some sort of priceless jewel, then that would just make her day. She highly doubted that, but still, she was curious, so she took a couple steps into the alleyway.

At first glance, she couldn't spot anything of interest. Though, walking a little further into the alleyway, she noticed a small, white chess piece lying on the ground. This confused her greatly. What is a chess piece doing in the middle of an alleyway, and why would it sparkle?

She took a closer look at the chess piece, and she realized that it was supposed to be a pawn. "What is something like this doing he-ugh!" she was knocked out with a chop to the back of her neck, and she fell unconsciously into a cloaked individual's arms, dropping her bags to the ground.

After looking down at Jenny for a second, the cloaked figure chuckled. "Welcome to the game, little pawn."

Suddenly, the chess piece shined brighter than before, completely disappearing. However, it left behind a shimmering portal in its place. The cloaked figure walked into the portal with Jenny in their arms. Once they were through the portal, it vanished, leaving only Jenny's forgotten bags as evidence of her being there.

In the city of Vale, a young man can be seen running along the sidewalks. He has short, spiky dark-gray hair, cerulean-blue eyes that are reminiscent of a wolf's, and slightly pale skin. He is dressed in a black tank-top, along with a pair of white shorts, and a pair of black running shoes. However, his most prominent feature is the pair of gray wolf ears on top of his head.

Grayson Canis is twenty-six years old and is a teacher at Beacon Academy. However, since the next semester isn't to start for another week, he doesn't have any students to worry about, just yet. Not having to worry about classes, he woke up around eight, and he went on a run to clear his head.

For the past several weeks, nearing a month, Grayson has been having a strange vision. It happens at random times, but it is always the same thing. It starts off with him having a slight headache, and suddenly, he sees an image of a blonde-haired girl he has never met before. This isn't the first time he has had visions, but he has never had a vision that reoccurs for longer than a week, possibly two. It is making him feel a little on edge, and running always seems to help him relax.

However, that is not the case, today. He has been running for nearly two hours, earning disgusted looks from some of the humans he has passed, yet the vision he had still haunts him. He just can't bring himself to understand why this girl he keeps seeing is so important. She wouldn't be a reoccurring figure in his visions, if she wasn't important, somehow. Although, he knows that he or someone he knows is going to meet this girl in the near future, since his visions only show him the possible futures of himself, or of someone that he is acquainted with. He just wants to know why he keeps seeing her.

Suddenly, the low growl of his hungry stomach snapped him out of his thoughts. He took his scroll out from his pocket to check the time, and he realized how long he had been running for, without stopping to eat or drink something. He stopped and thought for a moment, before finally deciding that it was time to take a break.

"There is no use in starving myself over this." he thought out loud, his voice barely above a whisper. If whatever this vision is trying to show him is important, then he will be finding out, soon enough. If not, then that means that there was nothing for him to be worried about, and it was just his paranoia acting up.

Grayson turned on his heel, and he took off in a sprint in the direction he just came from. He already has a place in mind, for where he wants to eat.

It took him no longer than ten minutes to reach his destination. He looked up at the small building in front of him, with a sign above the door saying, "Conan Family Bakery." Ever since he came to Vale, this has been his most frequently visited store. Not only is the family that runs this bakery one of the kindest he has ever met, but since they are faunus, that means that he doesn't have to deal with discrimination whenever he comes here.

He pushed open the door to the bakery, and his nose was immediately filled with the familiar and nostalgic smell of freshly baked bread. A ding was heard, as a bell went off, signaling to the workers that they have a customer.

"Coming!" a young, feminine voice called out from the back of the bakery.

Grayson walked further into the shop, looking at the display case underneath the clerk's counter. It is filled with delectable looking treats, many of which he has tried before, and many that he is unfamiliar with. Although, this only brings more of a smile on his face. His parents own a bakery, so he grew up surrounded by different baked goods. He is always happy to see a new kind of bread or pastry.

While he was admiring the fine selection the bakery has, a young girl walked out from the back of the bakery, wearing a long-sleeved, red shirt underneath a flour-covered apron. She has long, chestnut-colored hair held in a pony-tail by a single red hairband, and warm, brown eyes. She also has a pair of brown dog ears on top of her head. When she noticed who was standing in front of the display case, the girl smiled.

"I should've known it was you, Grayson. You come here nearly every day, after all." she said happily.

Grayson smiled back at her. Despite his previously nervous mood, just seeing his old friend put a smile on his face. "Well, Cinna, I can't let you and your father lose your most loyal customer, now can I?" he joked.

She laughed, shaking her head. "Nope wouldn't want that." she responded. "So, should I even ask what you want, or…?"

This got a laugh out of Grayson. "Just get me the usual. Although, if you don't mind, could you throw in a bottle of water, as well? I have been running for a while, and I am pretty thirsty."

She nodded her head, and almost as fast as Grayson could blink, Cinna handed him a brown paper bag filled with freshly baked rolls with cheese spread on top. Then, a bottle of water was placed on the counter. Grayson took the required amount of lien from his wallet and handed it to Cinna, who quickly placed it in the cash register.

"So, why so thirsty, today?" Cinna asked, seeing Grayson's sweat-stained shirt. "Normally, you don't work up this much of a sweat. How long have you been running for?"

"About two hours." he responded, making her sigh. He raised a brow at this. "What?" he asked.

Cinna looked him directly in the eyes. "Normally when you run for that long, it means that there is something on your mind." she answered, which isn't wrong. Normally he sticks to about an hour, and then he spends the rest of the day either training, or doing something for Ozpin. "So, what is wrong?" she asked, concerned.

Grayson looked down, avoiding her gaze. "Well, I have just been thinking about a…dream that I have been having, lately." he answered, not wanting her to know about his visions. He trusts her, but Ozpin told him not to tell anyone about his visions, so he won't.

However, when she heard him say "a dream," she thought that he was referring to something different. "Was it…about Teal?" she asked hesitantly, already knowing how Grayson would react.

Like she thought, his body tensed up, and a look of sadness and regret filled his eyes. He took a deep breath, desperately trying to maintain control. It took a couple seconds, but soon enough, Grayson managed to shake his head in response.

"No. It wasn't about…her. It is probably nothing, and I am just looking too much into it, so there is no need for you to worry." he reassured her, putting on a fake smile, which Cinna immediately recognized was fake. She can tell, just by the glum tone in his voice.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brought it up." she said sadly, looking down at the counter.

Grayson sighed, grabbing the water bottle and turning to leave the bakery. "It's fine. I don't blame you for assuming what you did." he said. He was about to leave the bakery, but he stopped in front of the doors, turning slightly around to face her. "Tell your dad I said hi." he said, finally leaving the bakery.

Watching him leave, Cinna let out a tired sigh, before going back to what she was doing before Grayson arrived. "Three years is still too soon." she muttered under her breath.

Grayson walked through the streets of Vale, nibbling on one of the rolls Cinna put in the bag for him. It is good, but he isn't really in the mood to savor it, right now. He was running to get his mind off the vision he was having, earlier, but hearing that one name was enough to make him forget about the vision, entirely.

"Teal…" he thought sadly. He craned his head upwards, looking at the sun as he walked. "Three years went by so fast, and it still hurts just as much as the day it happened."

Images of rain, Grimm, and blood filled his mind, before settling on the image of a girl with long, teal-blue hair, running off into a hoard of Grimm. He shook his head, attempting to block out the horrendous images, but no matter how hard he tries, he will never forget what happened that day.

Subconsciously, he held one of his hands over the middle of his chest, almost as if he was hurt.

Realizing what he was doing, he sighed, and he let his hand fall back to his side. "Pathetic." he thought. He can't even hear her name without freaking out. "What a leader I was supposed to be." he told himself.

As he walked, he heard something with his enhanced hearing. He listened closely, and he followed the sound to a nearby alleyway. When he turned into the alleyway, he saw three thugs in torn up clothing standing around something on the floor. Taking a closer look, he realized that it was a woman.

The man in the middle chuckled. "It looks like we hit the jackpot, boys." he said with a mischievous smile on his face.

"Yeah. Not only is she hot, but judging by her outfit, she must be pretty rich, as well." the second thug said in agreement.

Laughter could be heard from the third thug. "I say we have some fun with her, and then we use her to make some quick Lien." he suggested.

Upon hearing that, Grayson looked at the men with disgust in his eyes. He has always hated men like them, thinking that they can just take advantage of a helpless woman, like that. There is no way that he is going to just stand by and watch them do this, otherwise, how can he call himself a huntsman?

Before the thugs could do anything, they heard footsteps behind them, making them turn around, to see Grayson glaring down at them. The thug in the middle, seeming to be the leader, stepped up and spoke.

"What are you doing here, you faunus trash?!" he asked harshly, slowly walking closer towards Grayson. However, Grayson just stood there, letting the man get closer. His glare never left his face, as he continued to stare the thug down.

"Not gonna talk, huh?" the thug asked. He then smirked and started chuckling. "Man, this really is our lucky day. We get to have some fun with a gorgeous woman, and we even get to beat up a filthy animal!"

The man reached his hand forward, intending on grabbing Grayson by the collar of his shirt. However, just before his hand reached its target, his wrist was caught in a tight grip, making him wince in pain.

"W-what the hell do you think you are doing?!" the thug asked, angrily.

"I could ask you the same question." Grayson responded, his tone cold as ice. "Men like you make me sick. What you were planning on doing to that woman; that is no way to treat another person. Also, let's not forget that you just attempted to harm a huntsman, just because of his race. Not only is that racist, but that also proves just how inhumane you people are."

The thugs' eyes widened a little upon hearing that the faunus in front of them is a huntsman, but that didn't stop them from surrounding him. Grayson abruptly let go of the man's wrist, and the man backed up from him, rubbing his wrist and growling at Grayson.

"You call me a filthy animal, but you are the one who just growled." Grayson responded calmly, yet it was still enough to get a rise from the men around him.

"You'll pay for that!" the leader of the thugs declared, lunging forward to punch Grayson.

However, the wolf faunus saw this coming, and he moved to the side, resulting in the man missing his punch. Grayson grabbed the man's arm while he was still in the middle of his lunge, using the momentum to swing him around. He let go, and then the man went flying into one of the other thugs, causing them both to fall to the ground with a loud thud.

The only thug still standing seemed a little frightened after seeing what Grayson did to his friends, but he didn't run away. Instead, he grabbed a knife from his belt and attempted to stab Grayson. Still, the man's wrist was caught before it got anywhere near its target.

Grayson tightened his grip on the man's wrist, forcing him to drop the knife to the ground. Afterwards, the thug found himself pinned against the wall, before getting kneed hard in the stomach, making him stumble to the ground, coughing.

However, Grayson knew that it wasn't over, already. He could hear someone standing up behind him, and judging by his rapid breath, he had a feeling that it was the man that he had thrown. Without even turning around, he dodged a punch aimed for the back of his head. Grayson then lowered himself to the ground, sweeping the man's legs from underneath him.

Before the man could fall backwards, Grayson grabbed his arm, pulling him back up. However, he then punched the man hard in the face, sending him flying towards the entrance of the alleyway.

Looking at them lying on the ground, Grayson can't help but feel like he went a little too far. However, they should have thought twice about what they were doing. Anyone who attempts to harass a woman won't get any mercy from him.

The men on the ground groaned in pain as they sat up, looking at the faunus with fear in their eyes.

"You're all lucky that I didn't contact the authorities. Now, I suggest leaving this place, before I change my mind." Grayson said, giving them another glare, effectively making them scramble to get up and run away. "Just remember, that if I catch you trying to mess with another woman, or anyone for that matter, you won't be as lucky as this time." he said, adding a small growl towards the end.

The men ran out of the alleyway, not even looking back. They just didn't want to have to face Grayson anytime soon.

Knowing that they are finally gone, Grayson turned his attention back to the woman he just protected. He wanted to make sure that she was okay.

Although, when he knelt beside her, he realized something that made his eyes widen. He saw the woman's long, blonde hair, and he recognized the dress she is wearing from the visions he has been having.

"Were my visions telling me that she would need my help?" he thought.

Shaking his head, he pushed that thought to the side. He briefly checked her over for injuries, but he couldn't find anything. However, he did notice a strange mark on her left shoulder. She is unconscious, but she, thankfully, doesn't appear to be injured. However, that doesn't explain why she is here, and it definitely doesn't explain why he can sense a strange, yet familiar energy from her.

"How the hell does she have magic?" he thought. Could she be the one who attacked Amber? Still, that wouldn't explain why she is unconscious in an alleyway.

He sighed. "I need to tell Ozpin about this." he thought out loud, taking out his scroll. Although, he took another look at the girl, thinking that he needed to get her somewhere safe. Even if she is working with…her, he isn't going to leave her here to be taken advantage of, like those men were about to do. Plus, they are going to need to question her, when she wakes up.

Letting out another sigh, he picked the woman up and placed her on his shoulder, and he grabbed his bag with his other hand. He can call Ozpin, later. Besides, it isn't like he was looking forward to talking to him, anyways. Afterwards, he left the alleyway, heading down the road leading towards a hospital. She doesn't seem to be injured, but he would rather not take any chances. However, he didn't realize that he was being watched by a cloaked individual on the roof.

The mysterious individual let out a small chuckle. "It seems like the first piece has fallen into place. Now, I wonder how the others will follow." they said, stepping backwards into a portal they created, causing it to disappear, leaving no traces behind.

In an unfamiliar room, Jenny slowly opened her eyes, letting out a small groan as she rubbed her eyes and sat up. She took notice of the white walls and ceiling, as well as the medical equipment in the corner of the room, and she quickly realized she was in a hospital. Sitting up in the bed, she noticed Grayson sitting in a chair across from her.

He is now wearing a dark-gray shirt underneath a long-sleeved, white jacket that stops just below his waist. The jacket is outlined with gray, and it is zipped up, the zipper stopping just below his chest. He is also wearing a pair of black pants with held up by a black belt, holding a black sheath on the left side of his waist. A brown handle is sticking out of the sheath. He isn't sure if he is going to need it or not, but he brought it with him, just in case it was necessary. After all, he isn't entirely sure what the motives of this woman are.

Grayson's ears perked up when she started moving around, signaling that she is awake. "It seems you have finally woken up. You have been unconscious for quite some time now." he said. She has been asleep for the past couple hours, and it is beginning to get dark outside.

"Who are you, and where am I?" she asked cautiously.

Grayson sighed. "Relax. My intentions were nothing but pure. I was returning home after a morning run, when I heard voices coming from an alleyway. When I looked to see what was going on, I found you unconscious on the ground, surrounded by a couple of thugs. I dealt with them, and then I brought you to a nearby hospital, just in case you had any injuries I wasn't aware of." he explained. His voice was rough, yet oddly calming at the same time, making Jenny believe what he said.

"As for my name, it is Grayson Canis." he added. "So, now that I have told you my name, would you please tell me yours?" he asked politely.

Jenny looked at him wearily, for a moment. She doesn't entirely trust him. Something about him seems…off. She can sense that he has magic, but she can also sense something else. Whatever it is doesn't seem malicious, but that doesn't mean that she can just let her guard down in front of this stranger. Still, he gave his name like she asked, so it is only right that she give him hers.

"I am Jenny Realight." she responded.

There was a brief moment of silence between them before Grayson finally spoke up. "So, Jenny, why exactly were you unconscious in that alleyway?" he asked.

She sighed. "I'm honestly not quite sure. I had just finished shopping, when I noticed something sparkle in an alleyway. When I went to check it out, I saw a chess piece lying on the ground. After that, I just remember feeling a small pain in my neck, and then waking up here." she explained.

He thought about what she said for a moment, and it didn't sound like she was lying. So, either she is a really good liar, or she is telling the truth. Although, if she was done shopping, then wouldn't she have had bags with her? He didn't see any bags in the alleyway, and the men weren't carrying anything on them, aside from weapons. Unless someone else showed up before them and took them. Still, something doesn't seem right.

"If you were shopping, then where were your bags?" Grayson asked.

Suddenly, Jenny's eyes widened. "Wait, they weren't in the alleyway?" she asked. Not knowing what else to do, Grayson just shook his head in confirmation. However, he was surprised when she let out a small cry. "Man! Those sales ended today, as well!" she complained, before letting out a disappointed sigh.

Jenny then removed the covers from over her, and she went to stand up. Grayson quickly stood up, as well. "Where are you going?" he asked.

"Well, I must not be injured, since I can move around just fine. Maybe if I get going now, I can still make it to some of the sales, before all of them are over." she explained. However, just as she was about to reach the door, Grayson grabbed her wrist, stopping her in place. She quickly turned around, an angry glare on her face. "What the hell do you think you are doi- "she stopped talking, when she saw the serious look in Grayson's eyes.

"I am afraid that I can't let you leave. Not until you answer a couple more questions." he said, letting go of her wrist. She rubbed her wrist gently, still glaring at him.

"You could've just said that, instead of grabbing me like that." she said angrily.

Grayson sighed, sitting back down in his chair. He then started to gently rub his temples. "I'm sorry. I've just been rather stressed, lately. I shouldn't have let myself snap like that." he apologized. He is normally calm, but his aggressive side tends to come out when he is stressed. He hates when that happens, but it has been happening a lot more frequently, as of recently. Plus, it bothered him, that with something weird going on, she cares more about clothing.

Jenny just looked at him for a second, before sighing and sitting back down on the bed. However, she didn't take her eyes off him, just in case he tried anything. "So, what do you need to ask me that is so important?" she asked. She would've used her magic and punched him through the wall, but she knew that would cause more trouble than it was worth. Still, she isn't going to let him touch her like that, and get away with it.

Looking her directly in the eyes, he decided to just ask straight out. At this point, he doubts that she is an enemy. If she was, she surely would've tried attacking him, already. Still, he needs to know, just to be sure. "How do you have magic?" he asked.

She raised a brow at him. "Really? That was your big question?" she asked, not understanding the value behind it. "You have magic, too. I understand that it isn't the most common occurrence, but it isn't exactly rare, either."

"What are you talking about?" Grayson asked, confused. "Where on Remnant are you from, where magic is normal?"

Jenny blinked. "Remnant? Um…don't you mean Earthland?" she asked.

The two of them just blankly stared at each other for a couple of seconds before what each other said fully sank in.

"Well shit." Grayson replied. He is going to need to have a little talk with Ozpin, no matter how much he is dreading it.

In the headmaster's office at Beacon Academy, Professor Ozpin is sitting behind his desk, sipping coffee from his mug. A couple hours ago, Grayson called him and told him about a woman that had magic, who he was suspecting to have played a part in taking some of Amber's powers. Then, not too long ago, he just returned from the police station, after accepting fifteen-year-old Ruby Rose into Beacon. He looked down at his empty coffee mug, frowning a bit.

"I'm gonna need some more coffee." he said tiredly.

"What you really need is an intervention." his assistant, Professor Goodwitch said from the other side of his desk. Though she understands the stress he is under right now, that man drinks more coffee than anyone else she has ever met, aside from possibly Doctor Oobleck. Although, she isn't even sure that what that man drinks is even coffee. With how energetic he is, she and a lot of the other professors believe that it is some sort of fuel, which he has yet to deny.

Suddenly, they heard the elevator ding, indicating they had a visitor. Although, Ozpin already has a feeling he knows who that is.

"Come in." he said.

Almost immediately, the door opened, and an irritated Grayson, followed by an angry Jenny walked into the headmaster's office. Ozpin gave Glynda a knowing look, and she sighed, before pouring him some more coffee.

"Would you please tell me why the hell you brought me all the way over here?" Jenny asked furiously. After basically learning that she is in a completely different world, Grayson led her out of the hospital, and the two of them got on an airship, which she found to be far less impressive than Christina. She kept asking him where they were going, and he kept answering with, "You'll get the answers after we get there." On the way to Beacon, though, he informed her about a couple things, though, like huntsmen, aura, dust, and the creatures of Grimm. Of course, none of it makes any sense to her, and she was frustrated with him for basically dragging her with him, that she wasn't really paying close attention to what he was saying. However, she at least knows that things are different in this world, than they are in Earthland.

Grayson leaned against the wall. "Well, we are here, so now you'll hopefully get the answers you are looking for." he said, turning to Ozpin. He saw the emotionless expression on the professor's face, and he sighed. "Why do I have a feeling that you know the answer to what the hell is going on?" he asked. Though, that is probably because he normally knows about these weird things, yet, he always keeps them a secret, even though he is supposed to be a part of this so-called inner circle of his.

The professor simply shrugged his shoulders. "Might I ask, what exactly is going on?" he asked, hoping to shed some light on this situation.

"When you told me magic existed, I believed you. When you told me the truth behind the Grimm, I believed you. However, you never said anything about there being a world where magic was everywhere." Grayson responded, looking the headmaster directly in the eyes. "So, does the name Earthland ring a bell to you?" he asked.

For a brief moment, the headmaster's eyes showed a glimpse of surprise, but they quickly returned to normal. He took a quick look at Jenny, and he noticed the symbol on her shoulder. He sighed, before taking another sip from his coffee.

"You think that I kept this from you?" Ozpin asked.

"Did you?" Grayson responded, a little grumpy. He has lost all forms of patience, during the trip over to Beacon.

Professor Goodwitch approached Grayson, in an attempt to calm him down. She hasn't seen him get this angry since what happened three years ago, but she knows that him being angry isn't going to help the situation. She understands why he is upset with the headmaster, and she doesn't like that such important information is being kept from them. However, in times like this, it is important to keep a clear head.

"Grayson, I am sure that the headmaster has his reasons from keeping this from us." she said, turning back to send a small glare at Ozpin, before turning back to face Grayson. "I know that what happened with Teal made you question your faith in Ozpin, but getting angry now won't solve anything."

Grayson closed his eyes and breathed in and out, trying to calm himself. He knows that, but despite continuing to follow Ozpin, he doesn't exactly have the most trust in him. Meanwhile, Jenny watched with confusion written all over her face. She has no idea what the hell is going on, anymore. At first, Grayson was kind, but now he looks like he is about to blow, any second now. It doesn't help that she still doesn't know why she is here, or what these people want from her.

"I apologize for my associate's behavior." Ozpin said, getting Jenny's attention. "My name is Professor Ozpin, and I run Beacon Academy, which is the school you are currently in. I am sure you have a lot of questions."

She scoffed. "A lot is an understatement. And so far, the only answer that I have gotten is that, apparently, I am no longer in Earthland. Although, from the way it sounds, you seem to know something about that." she said, narrowing her eyes as the headmaster. She is aware of other worlds existing, like the Celestial Spirit World, and she has also heard rumors about the world parallel to Earthland, Edolas. However, she never thought that it was actually possible to travel to other worlds. That, to her, just sounds crazy.

"You are correct, but also incorrect. I know of Earthland, but I am not certain of how you came to be in Remnant." he answered.

"Okay, but why did mister grumpy wolf over there make such a big deal about me being able to use magic?" she asked.

Ozpin sighed. "I apologize for that, as well. He had suspicions that you were possibly working with an enemy of ours." he explained.

"That would explain why he was so serious, earlier." she thought. Though, she doesn't understand why he thought she was an enemy. After all, he didn't know anything about her, aside from the face she had magic. Is having magic in Remnant really that big of a deal? She raised an eyebrow. "Why is that, exactly?" she asked.

The headmaster paused for a moment, thinking about what he should tell her. Ultimately, he decided that she may as well know part of the truth, since she already knows about magic. Besides, if they can get her on their side, they would have a possible advantage against Salem. Even if she decides not to help them, it is important that they don't let her fall into that woman's hands.

"What do you know about the legend of the twin wizards?" Ozpin asked.

AN: Welcome to my new story, The Brother's Legacy! Honestly, the name might possibly change in the future, but I'm not quite sure, at the moment. Naming has never been my forte. Anyways, this is going to be an OCxJenny fanfiction, which isn't a very popular pairing. I was inspired to give this pairing a shot by Insane Dominator. It was him who brought this underrated pair to my attention, and I wanted to give it a chance to shine.

This chapter was a little bit on the shorter end, but I will fix that, in the coming chapters. Also, I will continue to update The Pokémon Representative, but I will now be alternating between that story and this one.

Anyways, I hope that you enjoyed this chapter. Look forward to another one coming out sometime next week.

Edit: I went back to add some things that I forgot to include. For the most part, though, nothing major changed. I just needed to add some small details that I carelessly forgot to include, when I first posted this chapter.