"Subject has been subdued." A scientist spoke, blood covered the arms of his labcoat as the test subject's brown eyes darted around looking at the polished white room. A white clamp held each of his arms on the bicep and wrist. His legs were locked down the same way, just above the knee and just above his ankle. His stomach was strapped down and a metal clamp held his head in place.

"Prepare injection for right forearm." A disembodied voice ordered through the loudspeaker. One of the four scientists grabbed a syringe, it held a red and black liquid. The man barely pressed it and a single bead came out the tip.

"Inserting in three… two… one." The black-haired boy tried to break out of the metal bindings, out of this hellish future that he knew was coming. He hadn't asked for this. He hadn't wanted to become a test subject. None of them did. The dead that had been killed by humans or medicines. The living that were to be subjected to this hellish test. He tried to struggle, he tried to push the metal off, to fray and break it. It was a pointless struggle. The needle pierced his arm and the liquid entered his veins. The spot where the needle had pierced turned charcoal black and spread at fast rate.

"Injection has entered bloodstream and subject has become infected." One scientist spoke as another walked over to the tool table.

"Amputate his arm, we need them alive from now on." The loudspeaker spoke as a blade plunged through the boy's arm. He screamed in agony his whole body trembling as his right arm was removed from his body.

"Sir, we really should be sedating the test subjects." One scientist, the kindest of the scientists, spoke.

"If you want continued funding and support for your personal project, you will do what I order how I order. Understand." The disembodied voice spoke, intimidating the scientist without even being present.

"Patch him up and bring in the next test subject. We'll give him a few days to heal before testing on his left arm." The voice announced as they began patching up the stump where the black-haired boy's shoulder once was.

Archon sat up, drenched in sweat. His mechanical right arm had a clenched fist as he sighed, his breath ragged as he curled up into a ball and wrapped his arms around his legs. "Just a dream." He muttered to himself as he looked around his dorm room, three empty beds in it. "Just a dream." He repeated to make himself calm down. Regardless, he wasn't getting anymore sleep tonight.

"Mister Archon, I ask, why do you not know of the Faunus Rights Revolution?" Professor Oobleck asked the white-haired boy, who looked very confused. Archon was in his school uniform, along with black gloves and his scarf.

"I don't know? I wasn't taught it." He admitted, he had to make up a semester of classes in the past week before he was allowed to do missions. Most things were rather hard, in only his combat-related classes he managed to excel. It was history, math, and pretty much every other class that he had trouble with. He was never taught any of it. As a child, he was taught skills to survive and combat oriented classes. Combat, dust techniques, battle tactics, weapon maintenance, things like that. Science, math, and history? Forget it. He had the most basic understanding of math, addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division and those few academic things he knew, he knew well.

"Well, you are caught up in every class other than history, although barely! Therefore, I shall give you a test in an hour on everything! If you fail it, you will not go on any missions after the dance until you do so!" It was a miracle, really, that Archon managed to catch up on all most everything. He had barely slept, when he did he had nightmares. It had been months but, he still had nightmares about that damned place.

He had seven hours until the dance. He had six hours to memorize a century's worth of history. He pored over the history books, reading every page a dozen times. Five hours left. Four hours left. Time ticked forward, Archon's stomach growled as he flipped another page. He hadn't ate. He would eat after the test. Three hours. He was on the last chapter. His brain ached, his eyes threatened to flutter to sleep with every blink. Archon had two hours left as he closed the book. He laid down, a quick nap.

He had ten minutes before his test started. He was in a tux, something that he felt was necessary. He really didn't care for dances, he could dance anyways. He wanted to do the mission though, he suspected that he would get assigned to a group rather than pick a mission.

The test was timed, mostly because he had to finish it before the dance started. He had expected this and began working immediately. A hundred questions in half an hour. He brought up his memories and each question fell. All he had to do was pass, not be perfect. Thirty seconds left when he was on question ninety. He filled in the last answer right as time was called. Oobleck appeared in front of him and lifted the paper before running at an inhuman speed back to his deck. Oobleck's hand was a blur as he checked the papers, the occasional mark made Archon's heart stop. In what seemed like hours, but was really not even a handful of minutes, Oobleck beckoned for Archon to approach. The white-haired boy gulped before walking over. Seventy-three out of a hundred. It was a passing grade, albeit not a great grade but, he wanted to pass. He could always work on improving his grade at a later date. "Congratulations, Mister Archon."

Archon checked his gloves and suit as he walked out of the classroom. His arm wasn't showing. This tux was tailored for him, courtesy of Qrow, or Ozpin. Archon wasn't sure at this point. Over the week he learned that Ozpin's expectations matched Qrow, just how much had Qrow told the headmaster? Archon physically shook his head to clear the thoughts, his messy white hair moving to cover his eye as he did so, making him brush it above his eyes.

"Welcome to the dance." The blonde girl, who Archon couldn't help but remember. She fought the mech and he remembered seeing pictures of her at Qrow's house as well.

"Thanks." Archon said as he walked in. Ten minutes? Really, he had gotten here ten minutes early. If Oobleck was going to test him, he could've given him some extra time. Archon thought the absurdly short amount of time he was given to test was because Oobleck needed time to grade but, the green-haired teacher was existing at some kind of superspeed. Archon walked to the side of the dance floor and looked around.

It looked, well, nice. Balloons hung up high and there were tables and chairs. Archon walked over to one chair in particular, it was a special chair because nobody was near it. Did he want to make friends? Sure but, most people were on the floor talking to one another or waiting for someone. He would make friends later, not tonight. Actually, he hadn't eaten or drank anything since before he started studying today. He stood up and headed towards the punch bowl, just in time to see a blonde guy walking away, looking a bit angry.

"What's up with him?" Archon asked as he began pouring punch. It was Qrow's niece, Ruby. Ruby merely shrugged. Then silence as took his first sip of punch.

"You're Qrow's niece, right?" Archon asked, trying not to let the silence become awkward. Ruby looked at him and nodded.

"Yeah….?" The black haired girl asked, her hair tipped with red. She looked at Archon who sipped on his punch before responding.

"He was my teacher before I came here, he had a lot of pictures of you and some blonde girl." Archon explained but, this statement only furthered Ruby's confusion.

"You don't use a scythe." Ruby said with a wary look, not sure to believe him.

"He wasn't teaching me combat, more of how to use my… ability." Archon specified, remembering that Qrow used a scythe. Ruby's gaze slowly shifted from caution to a normal look.

"He taught me how to fight." Ruby said, reminiscing about her scythe, Crescent Rose. It was constantly with her whenever she wasn't at school. She missed it, it not being with her made her feel… weaker.

"I… I taught myself." Archon spoke solemnly. It was a mostly true statement, he learned the basics in classes but, he sharpened his abilities through actual combat. They talked a bit longer, mostly about fighting. Their conversation, however, was interrupted by someone wearing a dress. Of course, at a dance many people wear dresses however, the wearer of this dress was a guy. Ruby had bursted out laughing and, Archon decided to walk away. He had thought it was funny and he laughed along with everyone else. He just wasn't sure how to continue his conversation with Ruby.

The craziest of things happened, the man in the dress and three other people, who Archon suspected were his friends or teammates, or both, danced together.

Ruby walked outside, either to get away from everyone or for fresh air, and saw someone jumping across the rooftops. Meanwhile, Archon headed around the side of the dance floor. He wasn't sure what time was appropriate to leave and didn't want to seem like a jerk.

Penny did the robot, this. dance. was. awesome. Sure, she would like to dance with other people but, she was happy that her father let her go, even if she had to have two guards accompany her. She looked around and noticed something. A boy with white hair walked around the edge of the dance floor. It was strange, as she looked at him it brought a strange feeling to her mind. It was like meeting a childhood friend for the first time in a decade and you couldn't recognize. Then, a red warning sign appeared in her vision, then another, and another. It was the first time this had happened. A red circle appeared around the white-haired boy and more warnings appeared, her vision went completely black.

Penny didn't fall unconscious. She didn't black out or anything of the like. Instead, something happened. Something wired deep within her brain activated, something that told her one thing. She needed to terminate the white-haired boy. Blades emerged from her back, spinning in a circle behind her. The guards looked confused, they didn't expect Penny to do something. The blades pointed at Archon before flying forward, people screamed and ran out of the way. Archon leapt out of the way. He pulled off his right hand glove and placed it on the ground. This tuxedo was expensive and he wasn't going to rip the gloves.

The adult guests turned to look at the scene. Ironwood looked at the two before staring at the white-haired boy.

"Listen, I don't really-" Archon's sentence was cut short as a sword turned and flew at him, he leapt up and it flew under him as he stared. This girl was trying to kill him. Another blade flew and he ducked before it spun around and flew at him once more. He rolled to the side as it stuck in the ground where he was. Nobody was armed except for him, none of the teachers nor students. He, however, was armed. Although, Archon didn't want to fight right now so, he dodged as the blonde teacher, Glynda Goodwitch, if Archon remembered correctly, ran outside and a crashing sound was heard outside. Ironwood headed outside as well, albeit for different reasons. He had contacts to speak to.

The blades formed a pinwheel and spun at Archon, who rolled to avoid them, a trail of slash marks in the ground left in the bladewheel's wake. Archon sighed as the blades formed a row and flew forwards. Archon shot at the only one that was close enough to hit him. It bounced back and sold him the time he needed to move behind a pillar. His tux wasn't ripped, that was the first good sign.

Glynda walked in fuming with anger as the blades, Penny, and Archon all hovered in midair. She pointed her riding crop and the building repaired it's damage. Penny was limp and Archon was looking at everyone. The swords retracted into the synthetic human as the two students floated outside.

"What is your relation with Archon?" Ozpin asked, he was sitting at his desk. Penny sitting in a chair with her head down as Ironwood looked out the window.

"I don't even know who that is." Ironwood said as he looked out at the city.

"Really? It was one of your students who attacked him for no obvious reason. I think you and I both know that you're hiding something." Ozpin spoke to the General. Who sighed loudly.

"Ozpin, if I knew something, I would tell you. I have no idea why Penny did this." Ironwood said, gesturing his hand towards Penny. Who continued to look depressed.

"Yes, Penny, you still don't remember anything about the incident?" Ozpin questioned, Penny merely nodded in response.

The door opened to reveal Ruby Rose who looked appolegtic.

"Sorry I took so long. Somebody pressed all the buttons on the way up…. It wasn't me." Ruby apologized.

Archon stepped into his room and laid on his bed, staring at the ceiling. That girl, why did she attack him?

"Don't worry about it. We leave for our mission in a couple hours." Archon thought. Qrow had been the one to ask Ozpin to give Archon this mission. It was a second year mission. Archon could handle it though, he had to. It was necessary for his goal. He had to find the information, to do something. He had to avenge them. He slapped himself with his left hand and stared at the glove that covered it before clenching it into a fist. He had to do this.

The lecture hall, people from all schools had gathered, all first years. Archon walked to the back of the room. He noticed the occasional look before leaning on the back wall and watching Ozpin.

A war eighty years ago, a war on creativity and art. This was that day's anniversary. Information on the war flickered through Archon's brain, like he had heard of it yesterday. He had, it was in the book that he read for his history test.

It was a horrible battle, a war that covered the whole of Remnant.

Archon listened, he listened and was inspired. Qrow trusted Ozpin, so did Archon. Ozpin asked Archon of what happened and trusted him. The two of them had hardly spoke but, Ozpin believed Archon.

If Archon was honest, he didn't know where he was going after the speech so, he looked for Ozpin, who was talking to Ruby and her team. Archon walked over to Ozpin. "I have no idea where I'm going." Archon said to the headmaster, who looked at the white-haired boy.

"Well then, I suppose Team RWBY can lead you there." Ozpin said, gesturing to Ruby and her team, the four of which looked very confused. Ozpin looked at the girls before explaining.

"Archon doesn't have a team yet so, I intended on sending him on a mission with a team. I had already planned with your hunter for this mission on sending Archon on that mission." Ozpin explained, this helped the girls moderately but, one in particular was still not very… contempt.

"He's a first year student too, you know." Weiss said, her arms crossed as she looked at the white-haired boy.

"Yes, I am well aware. I bent the rules for him and did the same for you however, I can always take that privilege away." Ozpin added, looking at the heiress to the Schnee Dust Company, who still looked discontent.

"I just don't understand why we would need his help. What if he messes up our search?" Weiss said as team RWBY came into view of the Bullhead. The hunter they were assigned to, Professor Oobleck, was waiting for them and they could see Archon sat down, leaning on the wall inside the ship asleep.

"We'll just have to deal with it." Blake spoke as they approached Oobleck and their conversation stopped, being replaced by a new one.

"I guess I've just never seen you as much of a fighter." Yang spoke to Doctor Oobleck, who had insisted on the doctor part.

"I admit I fancy myself as more of an intellectual but, I can assure you, as a huntsman, I've had my fair share of tussles ." Oobleck spoke matter-of-factly, he was a huntsman and a scholar… and a gentleman.

"Like the mushroom?" Ruby asked, very confused by Oobleck's statement about him eating his fair share of mushrooms.

"Those are truffles." Blake informed to her teammate. Ruby scratched her head, still confused.

"Like the sprout?" Ruby asked once more.

"Those are brussels." Yang corrected.

"Like the clam?" Ruby asked a final time. This time, it was Archon who answered.

"Those are mussels."

"Besides, given my expertise in the field of history as well as my dabblings in the archaeological surveys, our dear headmaster saw it fit to assign me to this particular… assignment!" Oobleck spoke rapidly, Archon wondered if the teacher thought about what he would say before hand and just said it as fast as he could.

"What does history have to do with this?" Weiss asked the teacher, who turned sharply to look at her, appalled by the question.

"Why, what a preposterous question, you silly girl! Why, history is the backbone of our very society! And the liver! Probably the kidneys, if I were to wager." Oobleck said, thinking aloud at the end with a very strange thought pattern. Archon was still surprised by the teacher's actions.

"And that means…?" Weiss hinted at wanting an elaborations, which Oobleck promptly gave.

"The southeast quadrant outside of Vale is home to wild forests and deep caves, but it is also the location to one of the kingdom's greatest failures!" Oobleck stated waving his finger all over the place as Ruby's eyes widened in realization.

"Mountain Glenn." She spoke with the faintest hint of awe, or perhaps sadness. Archon couldn't tell

"That's right! It was an expansion of Vale...but in the end, it was overrun by Grimm and fenced off from the rest of the city." Yang got a bit more depressed as the sentence went on.

"Correct! And now it stands abandoned as a dark reminder." Oobleck said, his index finger pointing skywards, despite the fact that they were already in the sky.

"And a likely place for a hideout." Blake commented, earning a smile from Oobleck as he adjusted his glasses.

"Precisely!"

Archon grinned, he didn't know why they were looking for a hideout but, he was looking for one as well, or at least the ruins of one. A place that he had once been to, a place that he had once destroyed.

The Bullhead dove downwards but, not enough to throw the six off balance before it hovered above the ground. Team RWBY and Archon jumped out, Archon had his scarf and a tunic that had it's right sleeve missing, he called it his 'battle shirt'.

They all landed, weapons drawn. Yang had her fists in a fighting stance, Blake's hand was on the hilt of her blade, Weiss landed on one knee with her rapier at the ready and Ruby hefted her massive scythe. Archon's robotic arm had it's blade extended. Oobleck simply sipped on his coffee.

"Ladies… and gentleman, you may still be students but, as of now, your first mission as huntsmen as begun! From this point forward, you will need to do exactly as I say! Do you understand?" He asked, everyone nodded but, Oobleck suddenly looked to the scythe-wielder, "Ruby! I thought I told you to leave all your bags at school."

"But, uh, you hadn't told us to listen to you yet… So I didn't." Ruby spoke hesitant at first but, becoming confident with her loophole after she thought of it. Archon was surprised at the girl, not only did she manage to hold a scythe of an impossibly large size, she also managed to find a loophole in Oobleck's… 'orders'.

"She's not wrong," Oobleck muttered to himself before, making a split-second decision, "Very well; Ruby, leave your bags here, we can pick them up upon our return." Oobleck decided as something in her bag made it move around.

"But, I, uh!" Ruby tried to argue, Oobleck moved forward before speaking.

"Young lady, what in the world could you possibly have in that bag that could be so important to bring it with-" Oobleck was cut off by a dog's head popping out from the bag. Ruby smuggled a dog onto the plane, somehow made it go unnoticed, and planned on keeping it a secret the entire time?

Everyone could merely stare in response as the dog barked, confirming that it existed and they weren't having some kind of mass hallucination.

"Get back in the bag." Ruby whispered out the side of her mouth, trying to keep the dog a secret, which was pointless due to the fact that everyone had seen it by that point. The dog responded with a bark.

"We're here to investigate an abandoned urban jungle teeming with death and hostility, and you brought… a dog?" Oobleck asked, not confused, no he was surprised. His question wasn't a question, it was a statement.

"I, uhh…" Ruby tried to think of something to say, something that would make her seem less suspect.

"Genius!" Oobleck backed away just long enough for Ruby to give a confused shrug before speeding past her at his inhuman speed and snatching the pet away from it's red-hooded owner, who tumbled to the ground as Doctor Oobleck spun the dog in the air and applauded Ruby, "Canines are historically known for their perceptive nose and heightened sense of sound, making them excellent companions for a hunt such as ours!"

The dog barked happily at the complement.

Ruby merely stared at the doctor, dumbfounded at his… intelligence? That wasn't the right word but, Ruby smiled as she pointed her thumb at her chest before stating, "I'm a genius!"

Weiss and Blake facepalmed and Archon sighed and looked down, what had he gotten himself into?

"So, what are your orders, Doctor?" Blake asked, dead serious as she looked at their Hunter.

"Ah, yes, straight to the chase; I like it!"Doctor Oobleck began before letting go of the dog, who suspended in midair for less than a second before dropping down to the ground. Oobleck put his hands behind his back, either to look serious or to look more proffessional, Archon couldn't tell which, "As you've been informed, the southeast area has been marked as a recent hotspot for Grimm activity. Now, there are several possible explanations for this behavior, one of which being... Grimm."

Now, Oobleck wasn't the most normal person but, the unnecessary redundancy was, well, confusing. Archon felt something, it was like when the hair on the back of your neck stood up out of fright although, the emotion of fear wasn't present. He stood around and immediately saw the cause.

"Uh, what?" Ruby, who was just as confused as the other girls, asked their teacher.

"Grimm. A creature of Grimm, Approximately one hundred yards from us at this very moment." Oobleck stated, both him and Archon already looking at the creature as the members of team RWBY turned around.

"What!?" Yang growled as she spun around and everyone watched the beowolf that walked across the street, everyone except for Oobleck readied their weapons.

"Stop!" Oobleck commanded and everyone looked at him, slowly lowering their weapons.

"Huh?" Blake asked as she lowered her weapon, it's name was Gambol Shroud.

"There are a number of reasons why Grimm will congregate in this particular area, the most likely of which will be their attraction to negativity: sadness, envy, loneliness, hatred. All qualities that are likely held by our hidden group harboring ill intent." Oobleck spoke as he, and everyone else, looked at the beast that was now halfway across the road.

"So… what now?" Ruby spoke, a tinge unhappy that they wouldn't be fighting. The concrete pillars and abandoned buildings would make for all kinds of neat moves.

"We wait. We track. if this specimen leads us to its pack, that pack may subsequently lead us to our prey." Oobleck informed, gesturing with his free hand as his other held his coffee.

"How long do we wait?" Yang asked, her hands now on her hips as

she spoke. The golden gauntlets, Ember Celica, already extended to fight.

Oobleck cupped his hand over his mouth as he spoke, he was deep in thought, "It's uncertain. Hours, days, weeks. Why, lone Grimm have been known to stay isolated from the pack for months- and there's the whole pack." Oobleck now spoke at the rather obvious sight. Five beowolves now followed the first.

"What?" Weiss asked surprised at the revelation.

"And now they've seen us." Oobleck spoke as he looked upon the creatures.

"What!?" Weiss was now more shocked and then Oobleck appeared right behind her, mouth inches from her ear before yelling.

"And now they've seen us!" The volume of his voice making her instinctively move away from the doctor.

"I take it tracking is out of the question." Ruby said to her teacher who nodded before speaking.

"An accurate assumption, yes." His voice still as quick as ever.

"What's the plan then?" Yang asked, Oobleck looked over the five students, still looking professional under all this, still with his weapon undrawn.

"Show me what you're capable of."

Ruby let the blade of her scythe sink into the ground before taking aim. Yang charged forward, her fist connecting with a beowolf's head as she fired, adding extra impact. She ran forward, the group following her as some turned to look at the black haired member. Blake's hand was on her hilt as they ran at her from behind. She left what appeared to be a clone where she was as she leapt up and back-flipped, cutting the wolf in half and followed up by slicing another one. She chained the attacks, defeating the Grimm one by one. Weiss flipped over them, stabbing them with pinpoint accuracy one after another before charging forward, hitting each one of the group rapidly. Ruby fired shot after shot as the dog ran in circles at her side. She flipped her blade and shot, the recoil making her fly forward and allowing her to slice the Grimm ahead of her.

Archon grinned at his share. He lunged forward, his right hand at the ready as he stabbed one, the blade sinking deep within it as he jerked his hand to left, leaving the creature in half. Two more growled at him as he retracted his blade and turned his palm towards the creatures. Orbs of fire spat out at they collided with the Grimm, setting the creatures ablaze as he decapitated one. The other panicked, it's body flaming as he slammed it's head down with his fist, a sick crunching sound was heard as it's head dented the concrete.

Ruby lifted her weapon, which Archon was still surprised she could carry, before speaking, "Heh. Piece of cake!"

"Do not celebrate yet, for I am certain this is the first bout of many. Shall we continue?" Oobleck suggested.

He was correct in saying it was the first bout of many. Grimm appeared everywhere they went and Oobleck merely watched as Team RWBY and Archon dispatched the creatures, one by one. He admired the scenery, and despite everyone's thoughts, he wasn't just admiring the scenery. Doctor Oobleck was also looking for signs of criminal activity!

"Excellent work! Unfortunately, there doesn't seem to be any signs of criminal operations in this sector. Oh, well! Moving on!" Oobleck spoke, Archon raised a brow, so that's what they were looking for.

Ruby's scythe turned into a gun as she sheathed it and beckoned their dog, who Archon learned was named 'Zwei', to follow. Everyone was a bit tired but, not terribly so but, on top of the combat it was Yang who was visibly upset.

"Hey, Doc, y'know, I was actually looking forward to seeing a 'pro huntsman' in action. Like, fighting, or at least, helping us fight?" Yang wasn't sad, no she was irritated. She wanted to see Oobleck fight, how a real huntsman fought.

Oobleck looked over his shoulder, "Ah, but I am in action! Scouring the ruins of this once-great city for any signs of irregularity." He turned to the group and adjusted his glasses, "Not every mission is filled with daring and heroism. Sometimes it's just a heightened form of extermination!" Yang reluctantly accepted 'serious' rebuttal from Oobleck. "Remember, this is a job, and you all signed up for it. I do hope you understand that."

"Well, yeah... " Yang spoke, her hands slightly raised by her hips as she spoke, she tried to sound more firm and resolute, "Of course." The hint of irritation and disappointment still tinged her voice though.

After a later fight, Oobleck approached Yang and asked the golden-haired girl why she was a huntress, he corrected her when she said she helped people, arguing that that is what she did, not why she did it. Archon learned that Yang merely wanted to feel the rush of being in combat and adventuring.

Next, he approached Weiss, who could have had a rich and comfortable job in Atlas, he asked her the same question. Weiss fought because she wanted to uphold, or improve, her family name.

Blake was after Weiss, her answer to the question was a bit more noble than Wiess. She fought to improve the world, even though she didn't know how.

Archon was prepared to answer his but, he and team RWBY, minus Ruby, were told to set up camp. They talked as they did so about various things. He didn't spoke to them some but, felt a bit out of place. They were close friends, bonded through trials and him? He was just some random guy that was assigned to help them.

"I can't believe we didn't find anything." Yang complained changing their subject from Oobleck's questions, they were gathered around the campfire that they made. It was a bit hard to make, not because it was difficult but, because Yang and Archon both wanted to be the one to light it.

"We've always been fortunate enough to be at the right place at the right time. I guess we can't always have luck on our side." Blake spoke, looking at the other girls and then noticing Archon, who must've been confused.

"That's not what I meant." Weiss said, going back to their earlier topic. Blake replied with a single 'Huh' and Weiss continued, "Earlier, about upholding the legacy. There's more to it than that."

"Yeah… No, me too. I mean… I don't know." Yang was depressed, or maybe just confused. She couldn't think of the right words, and Blake felt the same.

"I don't know, either. I know what I want to do, but I figured I'd always take things one step at a time." Blake said in a similar tone to her golden-haired friend. Silence hung in the air for a moment before Oobleck rushed into the room.

"Ah, wonderful; a textbook campfire!" Yang stuck her tongue out at Archon. Who glared at the blonde girl.

"Fire…" Ruby said as she sat by the fire with Zwei, "So warm…" She purred.

"Archon, I don't seem to believe that I asked why you wished to be a hunter." Oobleck asked the white-haired student, who looked down at his robotic palm.

"Doctor, have you ever… have you ever witnessed a crime against humanity? Something that made you question how we weren't monsters like the things we hunt?" Archon clenched his fist. "I want to be a hunter so that I can solve those crimes. So that I can be the one to avenge my fallen friends. I want to fight for those who can't, either because those who can't are weak or dead. I want to be able to avenge the fallen and the weak and being a Hunter is the only thing I can think of that let's me do that within the law." Archon spoke his gaze subconsciously shifting from his right arm to his left. He would find those that broke him, and he would destroy them.

Silence hung in the room for seconds but, it felt like hours. Everyone, except for Ruby, looked at the mechanical arm of the white-haired boy. His crimson eyes glimmered.

"Very well then! I recommend you all eat your dinners and then head to bed. We have a lot of ground to cover tomorrow and we'll need you to take turns keeping watch over our temporary abode. Any volunteers for first watch?" Oobleck asked, making binoculars with his hands as he looked over the five students.

Ruby, still gazing into the fire, raised a single arm and answered with a simple, "Yo."

"Hey, did Oobleck ask you why you wanted to be a Huntress? I mean… what did you tell him?" Yang stopped Ruby to ask, the red-hooded girl merely shrugged to her sister before answering.

"Hmm… No, he didn't. Wierd. Oh, well; good night, guys!" Ruby waved goodbye before heading to her lookout, not even giving the question a second thought. Yang was disappointed at the lack of an answer. Blake was also troubled as she unrolled her mat, Weiss couldn't sleep and Archon was lost in dark memories. Yang ate her bread rolls and soon, everyone was on their back around the fire, the three members of team RWBY who were laying down had their weapons within easy access and Archon was still armed.

"Hey, you ever wonder why we're here?" Yang asked as Archon fell asleep.