A/N: Sorry this took so long to get out to you guys, I've been having a lot of life trouble lately, and very little time to write. To answer New Universe Returns's question in the first of his reviews, yes, this is an AU to volume 3 and 4 of RWBY. Basically, the Vytal Festival tournament went off fine, and Beacon didn't fall, as RWBY, JNPR and STRK are in their second year there. A big thanks to my reviewer, RagingKey, for assistance with writing this chapter, including some parts that come to you straight from him. Now without further ado, on to the story!

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The next day before school, Qrow brought Will to meet the rest of the group he would be training with. Meeting in the office straight off the bus, Will walked in to find Qrow tinkering with the strange hilt that normally sat on the back of his waist, only to look up when Will walked through the door.

"Glad to see you're on time, kiddo. Figured I'd have to page you over the intercom."

Will shook his head. "No, Sir-" Qrow glared at him, "Sorry, Qrow." Now a nod and a small grin, showing that he was correct in his assessment of the glare. "I'm ready to get started, whenever you are, Qrow."

"Well, first things first, I think you need to meet your new classmates. Officially, that is. I've assigned one member of each of the three teams with me to help you in one of three categories of Huntsman- style combat. But for them to do the best job possible, they need to know the real you."

Leading the way out of the school, Qrow led the way to the landing grounds that had been set up for the Hunters' bullheads. Milling around the large aircraft were the Hunter transfers and a few "super" classified students from Sky High, mostly guys who were trying to convince the Huntresses to go on dates with them. They were quickly run off by Qrow, whose glare sent shivers down Will's spine as everyone loaded up on the tilt-jet.

The ride in the Bullhead was a quiet one. The other students from Beacon, some who Will recognized and some he didn't, were mingling with each other, talking softly about various subjects that he was not able to follow. To Will, it was awkward standing off to the side like a new kid on the first day of school. Qrow had also gone elsewhere during the entire trip, so he wasn't able to talk to him either.

After a good, twenty-minute flight, the Bullhead landed on a large apartment building. Qrow walked out first, followed by the others from Beacon and Will behind them. He led them to an apartment that managed to take up the entire room, with a large living room capable of hosting at least twenty people. The size of the entire place was comparable to Will's own home.

Once there, everyone sat in a circle of comfy beanbag chairs and decided to just start off the easy way: introducing themselves one by one in more depth than they had in the cafeteria on the first day. As Will looked around the circle, he could tell that these people were looking at him curiously, him being the odd one out. Then Qrow spoke up.

"I know a few of you have met Will, here. He's here with us today, and for the foreseeable future, because he will be training with us. I'll let him tell you why, cause it's a sensitive subject for him. But before that, I want everyone to go around the circle and introduce themselves."

The pink-haired girl next to Will immediately began bouncing and offered to go first. "Hi! I'm Nora Valkyrie, I'm 18, a second year at Beacon Academy, I use a Warhammer/ grenade launcher called Magnahild, which is loaded with special pink Burn Dust, I love sloths and pancakes and…." As she rambled on, Will looked around at the reactions of the rest of the Hunters to see if this was normal. It appeared they were used to this, though the guy sitting next to Nora was trying to get her under control, and only slightly succeeding. After a minute or so of jabber, Will tuned back in as Nora finally calmed down and let her partner take his turn.

"Sorry about that, Nora's always been a little… excitable. I am Lie Ren, though everybody just calls me Ren." The now named Ren said calmly. "I originally was born in a small village outside the four Kingdoms, named Kuroyuri, but I was left an orphan when it was destroyed by the legendary Nukalavee Grimm. It was then that I met Nora. Since then we've always been together," he held up his hand, stopping Nora from interrupting, "but not together-together. I wield twin, bladed machine pistols collectively called Stormflowers, and am proficient at using multiple different martial arts."

As Ren fell silent, Will nodded and turned to the young man sitting next to Ren. Taking it as his cue, the blonde spoke up. "Hi, uhh, my name is Jaune Arc, I'm the leader of Team JNPR, I grew up with 7 sisters in a small town near the walls of Vale, I have a regular sword and a sheath that expands into a shield, called Crocea Mors and recently I started carrying a dust pistol named Flare…" Jaune trailed off, with a blank expression. After a moment, Will leaned towards Nora, asking if Jaune was OK.

"Yeah, he's just thinking. That's his thinking face." Nora whispered back loudly. A moment later, Jaune shook his head. "Nope. That's all I got." He said.

Shaking her head with a small sigh, the redhead next to Jaune lightly slugged him in the shoulder, before giving him a pointed stare.

"Oh yeah, sorry." Jaune wilted slightly at the stare, before turning back to Will. "recently I also started dating Pyrrha. But it still feels like a dream, so I sometimes forget for a moment." He admitted sheepishly.

With another sigh, Pyrrha set her hand on his shoulder. "Alright, my turn. Hello, I'm Pyrrha Nikos, the fourth member of Team JNPR. Unlike the rest of my team, and the rest of this group, I guess, I hail from a different Kingdom, Mistral. There, I was the 4 time Mistral Regional Tournament Champion, which was nice, but it caused me to be placed on a pedestal, and I didn't have any friends. That is, until I came to Beacon, and met Jaune, and the rest of this group here, who made me feel accepted and like I was one of them, not just an idol or something. The rest is history. For weapons, I use a rifle/ spear/ sword combo and a shield, Milo and Akouo, respectively." She turned to the cross-looking girl next to her. "Your turn, Tabitha."

Tabitha, a short brunette with light tan eyes wearing what appeared to be a tee shirt for a punk rock band and tattered jeans, muttered something under her breath before raising her voice to normal levels to say, "Hi. I'm Tabitha Runean, and like Pyrrha, I'm from a different Kingdom, Vacuo. To get an idea of what Vacuo is known for think sand and bandits. The law of the land is 'if you can't hold your own, get out of Vacuo'. My past is a touchy subject so I'm not going into detail, except to say I wasn't exactly the most law-abiding person. Got in a lot of trouble. But that's in the past, and I'm determined to make up for the wrong I did. My weapon is a pair of Tomahawks that combine into a small but powerful railgun. The whole setup is called Warmonger. Your turn, Kenny."

"Kenny", as he was called, cleared his throat. He was a slightly heavier-set guy with short brown hair, wearing a plain white v-neck tee, and grey slacks. He had a leather cord wrapped around his left forearm, colored gold and brown. "Hi, I'm Kenneth 'Kenny' Silver, and like Tabitha, I hail from Vacuo. While I wasn't QUITE as big a troublemaker back home, I had my fair share of stuff on my record. Then one day I beat up some bank robbers, and the Headmistress of Shadow Combat Academy saw fit to take me under her wing, and I started on the path to being a Huntsman. My weapon is Bolt, a lightning Dust spear that can fire electric bolas, which entangle the enemy and shock 'em. My Semblance, which I call Grav-shift, allows me to alter the effects of gravity on myself and whatever I imbue with my aura, from a fifth of its normal weight to five times its usual weight. I guess that's all I have to say. Rachael?"

Rachael was a rather tall girl with, most noticeably, bright blond hair and a pair of cat ears sitting on top of her head. She also had a tail. She had a bright smile, and was wearing a very form-fitting black top with tight black leggings and what looked like ballet slippers with a slightly thicker tread. All in all, Will thought she was very cute. She gave Will a small wave. "Hello, my name is Rachael Mithril. I'll start with the big obvious, yes, I am a Faunus, a Cheetah Faunus to be exact. Besides the obvious physical differences, it just means that I'm a bit stronger and, for me, a lot faster than normal humans. I'm from Vale, where my father runs a Dust shop called The Dusty Frontier." The blonde girl who hadn't introduced herself yet snickered at the shop name. Rachael sighed.

"Yes Yang, it's a pun, now let me finish. I wield a pair of Tong Fa batons that switch to sub-machine guns, called Battle Scars. They work reeeeally well with my Cheetah speed. I'm done. You're up, sweetie." She finished, turning to the mountain of muscle next to her.

Seemingly not at all fazed by the sudden switch to his turn, Shane nodded. He was big, easily 6'1" or so, and solid muscle. His eyes were a dull grey. Wearing a sleeveless grey tee and faded denim jeans, as well as a cowboy hat strung on a chord behind his neck, he looked as if he could be a rancher. The only thing that defied that image was the tattoo that sat just in front of and a little above his left ear, near the hairline. It was nothing special, just a few swirling lines, surrounding a 4-point star. His jet-black hair was slicked back in the front, and tied in a short ponytail in the back. "Hello, I am Shane Adamantine, leader of 2nd year Team STRK (Strike)" he gestured to Rachael, Tabitha and Kenny, as well as himself. "I wield Nightshade, a Glaive with a collapsible staff and the blade can be thrown out on a steel woven cord for distance attacks. I hail from an upper-class family in Vale, though I was rather unceremoniously shown the door after I decided to become a Huntsman instead of a politician, like the rest of my family. But, all in all, I can honestly say that I regret nothing when it comes to that issue. I think I'll end my turn there."

"OOH! I'll go next!" cried out the youngest looking of the group, a short(er) girl with dark hair dyed red at the tips, wearing a red hooded cloak, and a black outfit with red and silver trim. But her most startling feature were her eyes. They were silver, and seemed glow slightly in the light coming through the window across from her. "Hi, I'm Ruby Rose, I'm the leader of 2nd year Team RWBY, which… does cause some confusion." The white-haired girl next to Ruby sighed and facepalmed.

"Ruby, please stop leading off introductions with that exact line…. It just makes you sound so… self- centered, to say the least."

Ruby pouted. "Fine. Hi, I'm Ruby Rose, my Semblance is Speed, I really like Strawberries and cookies, my weapon is Crescent Rose, a Scythe with a customizable, high-impact sniper rifle in the staff. I made Crescent Rose myself when I was a student at Signal, and I… kinda went overboard with designing it. Hee hee." She giggled kind of nervously at that last part, while her white themed friend just sighed and shook her head, though Will could see a small smile on her face.

"OK, Ruby, it's my turn. Hello, my name is Weiss Schnee. I'm the Heiress to the largest Dust producing company in all of Remnant, the Schnee Dust Company, or SDC. I have an older sister and a bratty younger brother, Winter and Whitley, respectively. My weapon is a multi-action Dust rapier, Martynaster. My Semblance is Glyph, which has a large range of effects depending on which type of glyph I decide to use. Most recently I have gotten the summoning glyph under control. I can use it to summon a large knight to fight for/alongside me. I'd be happy to answer any further questions later, but I feel that is a good start. Blake?" she finished, turning to the girl next to her.

The black haired, pale skinned girl nodded at Weiss, before turning her striking amber eyes to Will. "Hello, my name is Blake Belladonna. Like Rachael, I'm a Faunus, however I'm just a regular cat Faunus. My weapon is Gambol Shroud, a katana with a pistol for a handle, and the sheath doubles as a cleaver. I like reading a lot. I was once a part of an organization back home called the White Fang, when my father was the leader, but after he stepped down, the Fang took a drastic turn for the worse, and I eventually could no longer stand their violent ways, so I left them to become a Huntress. My past with the Fang is something I really regret, but I've come to terms with it and am trying to atone for what I did for them." At this she looked down, for a moment, taking a deep breath as she seemed to repress an old memory or memories. "I'll end my turn there."

The last one of the transfers, the one with long, yellow-blonde hair, and a very curvy figure, was looking at Blake a little surprised, as if she hadn't been expecting her to say so much. But then she shook her head, looking over at Will with a big smile on her face. "I guess we're ending this with a Yang. I'm Yang, Yang Xiao-Long. I'm Ruby's half-sister, and I'm the #1 brawler at Beacon, at least in my year. If you use puns regularly, you are automatically in my good books, 'cause I find them VERY punny…." She snickered at her own joke before continuing. "I use dual shotgun gauntlets as my weapons, called Ember Celica, so I can really pack a punch. I also have a Motorcycle called Bumblebee. Other than that, I'm done."

Qrow looked around and, seeing that all of his charges had introduced themselves, said, "Looks like it's your turn, Will."

Will nodded and sighed, thinking for a second about what to say. "Hi, my name is William Stronghold, I'm the son of two of the most famous superheroes of the last fifty years, The Commander and Jetstream. Their superpowers are super strength and flight, respectively. But I've never shown any signs of having any powers, which I've been told sometimes happens. However, Qrow, here, unlocked my aura so I could train alongside you all, for which I am really thankful. My best friend, Laila, has the power to control plant life, though she doesn't like to use her powers unless it's an emergency. I've never really had any friends except her, we practically grew up as siblings, since our parents were really close when they went to Sky High. I don't know really what else to sa-." He was cut off by a ringtone beeping throughout the apartment.

Everyone looked around for a moment, before Qrow leaned over the counter he was leaning against, grabbing a scroll with a red case. "Yes?" he answered it, a serious look on his face. After a moment, he turned back to the kids assembled in his apartment, closing the scroll. "Guys and girls, we've got a mission. Supervillain attack in downtown LA. The local government put out a call for help that was routed through to me. I want Teams RWBY and STRK wheels up in 10 minutes, full gear, plus masks. We are not to reveal our identities to the public. Full briefing en-route. Team JNPR will hold the fort, in case another situation arises. Will, I'll bring you along to observe how a REAL team of Hunters fights. MOVE OUT!"

A/N: Hey you guys and gals. Just need a little help from you guys. WHAT SHOULD WILL HAVE AS HIS SEMBLANCE? Send me ideas please! Other than that, please read, review follow and fave, y'all. And sorry again for taking so long to get this to you guys. Props to my reviewer for pointing out that my original run thru of this chapter sounded so boring, - (my words), and helping me with figuring out a better way to write it. Till next time, Gajeel out!