So, while falling asleep one night, I somehow got this idea and decided to write it and even told my friend to try and stop me from writing it. (Un)Fortunately, he was absent during the time when I decided to write this. Anyways, without further delay, let us begin.

Quick disclaimer: I do not own the Legend of Zelda series or RWBY for that matter. This is my first time writing for RWBY so there may be some out-of-character moments and I humbly apologize if I press your buttons because of it. Also, if you read my other Notes, (Which all don't make sense.) do note that I do this for fun. This does not take place at any particular time within any of the franchises, so some things may not exist, and some may do. Take that as you will.

This should not be for the light-hearted. As it does contain things that don't or should make sense and it may result in a loose grasp of sanity.

Still here? Good luck!

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The Hero bound to the Sword

Last Year

Sitting in a large dining room were four individuals, at the end of the table, overlooking his children was Jacques Schnee; a man of power and prime candidate of Father of the Year. -cough- On his left were his two daughters, Winter Schnee and Weiss Schnee and on his right, was his youngest child, Whitely Schnee. With only Weiss and Whitely home most of the time while Jacques goes lead his company and Winter leading a military faction, it was rare for the four of them to be sharing the same room.

"It's so wonderful to see all my children together in this room once again." Jacques replied, sitting straight in his large chair to signify he's the more important one in this room.

Whitely looked at him, "It is rather rare for us to share the same meal." He pointed, stirring his soup with his spoon.

After a moment of silent, Jacques looked towards Weiss, "And how is my daughter doing in her studies?" He asked, showing concern for her.

Weiss flinched, "Well, I have been meaning to tell you this, but I've enrolled at Beacon to finish my studies." She revealed, bracing for the worse to come.

Jacques scowled at her immediately, "What?" He called out, surprised at her decision, "Why would you want to travel far away to study at another place when we have our very own Atlas here?" He shifted towards her, asking why she would prefer another area of expertise.

Weiss lowered herself, "I feel that in doing this, I would very much learn about other people and use that experience to strengthen our very own company." She tried explaining herself, but most likely she knew it wouldn't be enough.

Jacques still held his scowl, "I swear, you and your sister are going to be the end of…" He growled out before yelling out in pain as he grasped at his chest.

"Father?" Winter asked, moving from her seat to check up on him.

Jacques began breathing slowly, "I'm fine, child. My doctor had warned me not to get too riled up." He leaned back as he began to settle down.

Whitely looked at Weiss, "How about that, my dear sister? You almost took down the head of our company." He pointed out smugly, almost apathetic at the situation.

"Whitely, please." Winter called out, wiping Jacques forehead with a handkerchief.

Jacques pushed Winter's hand away, "I fear that I'm starting to get too old…" He pointed out as he sat straight again.

"My dear father, you don't look a day over thirty." Winter tried to reconcile, sitting back in her seat and began to eat her soup along with her other two siblings.

"But now that I think of that. I think is now the time to think of the future." Jacques replied, now stirring his own soup. "By this time, next year. I will require a new heir to be born to this day." He announced, but in layman's terms, he's basically asking for a grandchild now.

Predictably, all three choked on their food at the announcement, having the next few seconds become filled with coughing. "Father, please." Winter was the first one to recover, "You are still fit to lead the company for many years to come." She tried to reassure.

Jacques looked at her, "Even then, it wouldn't hurt to have an eligible heir on hand to take over the company should anything happen to me. While the company will hurt from my loss, I have the belief that a child born from one of my children will have great capabilities, seeing that their grandfather was a great man." He explained his reasoning for wanting to have an heir on hand. (As well as boosting his ego.)

Whitely continued coughing for a bit, "You sound like you are ready to die." He managed to fit in between coughs. Again, apathetic about the situation.

"Whitely please." Winter called out again.

Jacques analyzed his children, "But who would produce the perfect heir?" He wondered to himself. He looked at Winter, "Winter, you will be too busy with your military unit to deal with the responsibility." He looked past her, most likely for other reasons then what he has stated, but we'll leave that for now, "Whitely. You will still be too young to even think about it." He looked passed him. While he would be the ideal one, considering he's the only one who seems to care about the company, his young age will get people to not take him seriously. "So that leaves…" He called out, looking at Weiss.

Weiss knew he was going to choose her, "Me?" She asked, still trying to process what he was requesting.

"Your mother's blood flows strongly through you, tempered by my own. If you were to find a suitable spouse whose blood flows strongly like my own, then the heir will be capable of many great things. Wouldn't such an heir be suitable for leading our company, our family to a much brighter future?" He explained in great detail of her lineage.

Weiss was still confused on what he was asking for, "I suppose, but don't you think I'm a little too young myself?" She pointed out her young age.

"You are to turn 18 in a few weeks. By this time, next year, you will be close to 19. I'd say that's a good time as any to look for a spouse." He gave a (somewhat) reasonable answer.

"Can we put that aside and enjoy our moments together?" Winter requested, trying to change the subject.

Jacques looked at her, "Of course, my dear. Forgive the ramblings of a great, old man." He agreed while stoking his ego again.

Present

Weiss sat in the lunchroom, nervously eating her soup. She had forgotten the events of last year at this time which her father had given the very odd request. She had recently received a message from her father asking if she has found a spouse yet. Hoping to get him off her back, she had answered yes. A strong, young man with a great history fighting many battles and blessed by the gods themselves was how she described her supposed spouse. She realized that she was playing with fire when her father requested to meet him this weekend when he would finally get some time off to spend it with his family.

"Weiss!" Ruby shouted, grabbing her shoulders.

This had startled her into choking on her soup and sent her into a coughing fit.

This had caused her own team RWBY and their allied team JNPR to look at her confused.

"You okay, Weiss?" Blake asked. She had finished her lunch already and was just reading her book

Yang was leaning on the table, "You seemed distracted the whole time." She pointed out.

Weiss managed to settle down, "What? No, I'm not distracted." She lied, wiping her mouth with her sleeve.

"You've been eating an empty bowl of soup for the last five minutes." Ren pointed towards her bowl which was in fact empty.

Weiss looked at her bowl, "Well. I suppose I was distracted a bit." She admitted, pushing the bowl away.

"Is it anything we can help with?" Pyrrha asked, still eating her food.

Weiss was a little embarrassed at her situation to tell them, "Well, it's kind of a family matter." She pointed out, "I don't really want to drag you all in it." She added, gradually lowering her voice.

"What?" Ruby called out, almost hurt, "Even after all we've been through, you still don't trust us?" She continued her little melodramatic phase, "We're your team, your second family and you still don't confide in us?" She asked, "I don't know what confide means, but I heard Blake say it so…" She continued to mutter in little sentences.

"You can tell us." Blake reassured her.

Weiss sighed, "Well, if you really want to be dragged down into it…" She replied, "It's about my father." She revealed why she was distracted.

"And what does Papa Schnee want of his little Ice Queen?" Yang asked, crossing her arms.

Weiss looked around to make sure no one else was looking, she then leaned closer to the group who all leaned closer as well, "He wants an heir…" She revealed, and if she were to make predictions…

Everyone except Ruby and Nora flinched at the revelation and gave a collected, "What?"

"Shh…" Weiss shushed them as some of the other students in the lunchroom looked at their direction.

Ruby then rushed off for some unknown reason.

Nora tilted her head, "If he wants hair, why doesn't he just go buy a wig?" She asked, confused on their reactions.

Jaune then leaned in and whispered in her ear what she meant by 'heir'

Nora then widened her eyes, "Oh…" She called out. She then looked at Weiss, "So who have you been booping?" She called out, blissfully apathetic on the situation.

"Nora…" Ren called her name.

"Boop?" Weiss was confused by the statement and wondered what she meant by it.

Ren raised his hand towards her, "Don't mind her." He tried to get her not to think about it too much.

"Why would your father want an heir now?" Blake asked. If she remembered what she read about Jacques Schnee, then he should still be capable of leading his empire.

Weiss sighed, "I don't know. We all reacted the same way." She replied, leaning on the table, "Even worse is that he wants to see me and my "spouse" this weekend." She added to the list of problems she was currently having.

"Is that why you were preparing for travel?" Blake asked, noting that she was packing some things earlier.

"Yes." She answered, "I'll be leaving later today and come back on Monday. So, I got to figure out what to do by this weekend." She replied and stood up, "I'm going to go figure out what to do in the room." She announced and left.

"Poor Weiss…" Jaune expressed as he watched her leave.

Pyrrha likewise, looked at her, "She was supposed to be next in line. I guess her father places huge expectations on her shoulders." She pointed out.

"…Ruby…wait, what are…" A voice called out to the side.

Looking to the left, they saw Ruby coming back, dragging Velvet beneath her arms, "Where's Weiss? I found her a hare!" She announced, still holding Velvet in a headlock.

Everyone just gave a deep sigh and narrowed their eyes at her. Then Velvet managed to pry herself free, pushing Ruby ahead who shrieked as she fell onto the floor, "Not cool…" Velvet muttered as she walked away, looking over her shoulder at the down Ruby whose legs were twitching.

At the room

Weiss sighed. She sat at her desk and was reading a book her sister gave her before about the Schnee's Summoning Heritance. At the side of her desk was various amounts of luggage, which she would take to Atlas for the weekend. She figured she should be thinking about how to convince her father on how she already has a boyfriend and hopefully it won't result in him finding a spouse for her. But she thought she should calm down a bit and decided to read the book. The last time she has seen her sister, she had shown her the basics of Summoning and figured she should learn how to do it herself.

Remembering the Arma Gigas she had slain in front of her father as a "test" to see if she's capable of taking care of herself, she decided she should try to summon it. She had never tried to summon before, but if Winter could easily do it, how hard can it be, right?

Locking the door, so her Summoning won't get interrupted and probably accidentally destroy the place, she grabbed her sword; Myrtenaster and started to focus on thoughts into the behemoth she had slain.

Creating a glyph that was large, Weiss immediately stopped, realizing if she went ahead and actually summoned the Arma Gigas, then the weight and size would certainly tear the room apart. So, she went on and tried to scale it down a bit. Creating a glyph that was the perfect size, she proceeded to try to summon it. Focusing hard, she realized she couldn't do it. Already getting exhausted from trying to summon, she stopped and went to grab the book, thinking she was missing something.

So, holding her rapier in one hand and reading the book with the other, she slowly mouthed the words she was reading to memorize what she's supposed to be thinking. "Whether skyward bound, adrift in time, or steeped in the glowing embers of twilight, the Sacred Blade is forever bound to the soul of the Hero." She muttered quietly and reading it over again quietly, unaware that she accidentally created a human-sized glyph and summoning a monster.

The monster began to materialize within her glyph, taking a human shape. It was sitting on a stool with an armrest where the monster rested its elbow and in turn, rested its head on its hand. Its legs were crossed and between them was a strange, but familiar device, designed to obtain fish within the lakes. Resting on the side was a sword and a shield. The shield having an unfamiliar emblem and the sword being a simple longsword. The monster had its eyes closed and was softly snoring as its long, pointed ears began to materialize.

"So, it's supposed to come naturally?" Weiss muttered in disbelief. "That's stupid." She added as she slammed to book shut, looking ahead.

As the book was loud in its closing, the monster opened its sea-blue eyes and shouted out a, "What?" as it jerked awake. "Wait, where am I?" It asked.

Looking ahead, Weiss was surprised at this intrusion and did the first sane thing anyone would do. With a shriek, she swung the (thick) book at the back of the monsters' head, knocking it out cold. Studying it carefully, Weiss realize that this wasn't a monster, but a human…or at least appeared human.

"Wait, what?" She muttered to herself. She moved to the young man's head, crouching to study the young man's face and placing the book nearby. "Where did…" She was confused on how this young man came into her room when she had it locked. "Don't tell me I…" She wondered to herself, thinking she had, in fact, summoned this man to her room. Using her finger to lift the man's bangs out of his eyes, she held his eye open to see if this young man would be an enemy. Seeing the dilated sea-blue eyes, she became entranced on how peaceful and calm she felt just by looking at it. Then the eye focused and the man gasped, shrieking again, Weiss grabbed the book and knocked him on the back of his head again, knocking him out cold once more.

A knock then came from the door, "Weiss? You okay?" Yang asked, knocking on the door again.

"Oh no…" Weiss muttered. Perhaps she could console in her teammates on how she somehow summoned a young man in their room, but she didn't want to risk any chances. Looking around, she saw that Blake's closet was open, so she decided to try to hide him in there.

So, grabbing him by the arms, she realized that he was pretty heavy for her to carry. Nonetheless, she had managed to drag him along the floor, messing up their carpet placement in the process.

"Are you doing fine in there?" Blake asked, noting that Weiss was being quiet.

"Uh, yeah. Totally fine." Weiss answered, shoving the man into the closet, but noting he needs to be standing for it to shut all the way.

"That sounds like a lie." Ruby called out in a sing-song tone.

Weiss got underneath the man trying to use her back to push him into the closet, "I really wish I wasn't." She muttered, before falling onto the floor with the man on top of her.

Hearing the noise, Yang knocked again, "Do you need help or something?" She called out.

Weiss began to struggle, trying to crawl out beneath the man, "I'm okay. I'm just…getting dressed!" She struggled between words.

Yang placed her ears close to the door, "Sounds like a lot of work you're doing into getting dressed." She noted, hearing her groaning and various thuds.

With just her legs caught beneath the man, Weiss looked ahead and noticed her Myrtenaster was just nearby. Reaching out for it, just a couple inches away, she tried to stretch her arm further, "Why are things always just this far away?" She muttered in disbelief, noting that things that are needed when stuck are always just an inch or two away.

"Weiss, open the door." Yang began to demand, knowing that she's letting on more than she's saying.

Still reaching out for her weapon, she called out, "Almost…finished." Her fingers just barely touching the blade. Finally able to get close to it, she tipped it over in her direction where she grabbed it, turned around and used her glyphs to push the man in there. Getting up, she dusted herself off, "Don't know why I didn't do that in the first place." She muttered to herself.

"Can you open the door now?" Yang continued asking.

Weiss sighed, hoping Blake wouldn't need anything in her closet. She was about to open the door when she realized that that man's sword and shield was still leaning on the stool. She figured they wouldn't notice the extra stool appearing in the room, but they would know something's up if they saw a sword and shield lying around. So, she decided to slide those underneath the bed. "In a minute." She called out.

"Seriously Weiss? Open the door!" Yang started losing her temper.

Picking up the longsword; which was heavier than she anticipated, she placed it underneath the bed. Moving to grab the shield, she picked it up with both hands, knowing it would be heavy as it was a large shield. "Almost done." She called out, placing it down with a loud clang, before sliding it underneath the bed.

She then straightened her hair, hoping to hide the fact that she hid a man in their closet and that they'll just come and go as usual. Looking to the side, she noticed the man's fishing rod, with a quick motion, she moved to grab it.

"That's it, I'm knocking the door down." Yang announced before rearing her fist and with a flare in her eyes, she punched the door off its hinges, launching it towards Weiss, who was still holding onto her rapier and managed to create a glyph that stopped the door from hitting her.

Weiss let the door drop to the floor, "I was almost finished." She stated, annoyed that their short-tempered teammate couldn't wait a few more seconds.

Yang looked at her, "You're obviously hiding something from us." She pointed out, noting that she was still breathing heavily.

"I'm not hiding anything." Weiss tried lying again.

Blake stepped up to her, "You said you were getting dressed, but you're still in your uniform." She pointed out.

"I dirtied my blazer at supper." She simply stated.

"Classes are over for the day." Ruby pointed out.

Yang crossed her arms, "And you're holding a fishing rod." She looked at the device in her hand.

Weiss immediately looked down at the rod, "I…got it as a gift for Blake." She held out the rod to Blake, who slowly grabbed it.

Blake studied the rod, "It doesn't seem to be any kind of brand around here." She pointed out, noting its other-worldly presence.

Ruby pointed towards her, "And she knows her fishes." She replied.

Yang placed her hands on her hips, "What are you hiding?" She asked, glaring at her.

Weiss began getting nervous, "I'm not hiding anything…" She again lied but knew that they weren't going to drop it.

"Is this about your father?" Blake asked, placing the fishing rod near her bed.

Weiss looked to the side, "Well, yes…and no." She answered.

Blake looked at her watch, "I'm sure you guys can solve this without me. I got to go meet Jaune in the courtyard." She announced, heading towards her closet.

Weiss immediately ran in front of her closet, "Don't open it!" She instantly snapped, before taking a couple of breaths, "I mean, what do you need in the closet?" She asked, placing her hand on the door and pushing her weight against it.

"In case you haven't noticed, it's raining." Blake pointed out.

Weiss looked out the window and noticed that it was raining, "Oh. Well, I'm sure you can reschedule your meeting with…" She started out before processing what she had said prior, "Wait, why are you meeting Jaune in the courtyard?" She asked, surprised at her statement.

Blake immediately widened her eyes as she realized she said who she was going to meet, "Oh, um…it's complicated, but it's not what you think." She answered.

"My problem is complicated. You're meeting with Jaune." Weiss compared the two problems.

"Be a nice little Ice Queen and give Blake her jacket." Yang replied, hoping to solve the problem she was having currently.

Weiss sighed, but she didn't want to surprise them with a man in the closet, so she had silently hoped something will come along to grab their attention.

"Why is your door broken?" Nora asked as her and her teammates came into the room.

"There was also a commotion here. Anything wrong?" Ren asked, noticing the tension in the room.

Ruby looked at them, "Weiss doesn't want to give Blake her jacket, so she can go out and meet with Jaune." She explained the situation.

"Meet…with Jaune?" Ren asked, confused at the statement as well and looking at Jaune.

Jaune had his arms crossed, before realizing that their little meet up was blown, "Oh right…We were going to meet in the courtyard for…something." He called out, he then looked at Blake, "But I'm sure that can wait for a moment, right Blake?" He asked, trying to sound as less conspicuous as possible.

"Um…yeah. That can…wait." She agreed, stepping away from her closet.

Everyone, including Weiss, was puzzled at this behavior, but nonetheless, Weiss considered one problem solved.

But that would be the least of her problems as Jaune stepped up, "On the other hand, we were contemplating on how we can help you with this bad heir day you have going on." He replied.

"You've been hanging out with Yang too much." Pyrrha pointed out the bad little pun he let in.

Jaune sighed, "Either way, we have come up with a plan that might be able to help you with this." He announced, stepping in front of the closet.

"Alright lover boy, what do you got?" Yang asked, crossing her arms.

Jaune looked at them, "Alright, first things first. Does your father really want the heir now?" He asked, looking towards Weiss.

Weiss still continued her position of leaning on the door, "He was pretty insistent on it. But just me having a spouse should be able to satisfy him for the time being." She answered.

"Perfect!" Jaune exclaimed, "All you need to do is have someone pose as your boyfriend and hopefully your father will get off your back for the time being." He explained in detail of his plan, rather excitingly.

While Weiss did see merit in this plan, one thing stuck at the back of her mind like a sore thumb, "Don't tell me you want to be the poser?" She pointed out, noticing his rather exhilarating presence.

Jaune was immediately distraught at this, but kept his composure, "Would you rather have Ren?" He lifted his hand towards Ren, who had his arms crossed and tilted his head at the suggestion.

Nora stepped up, "What's wrong with Jaune?" She asked.

Weiss looked to the side but still kept her hand on the closet, "Well. I explained to my father that my spouse was a strong young fighter who has fought many battles and even going so far as saying that he was blessed by the gods themselves." She explained how her supposed spouse was supposed to be like.

"Ooh, sorry Jaune. You don't fit any of the criteria." Yang mused at the young man's distraught expression.

"I have fought in many battles." Jaune announced, turning towards Yang and his back towards the door.

Weiss finally had enough, "This is stupid." She muttered, crossing her arms and letting go of the door. It was at that moment when she widened her eyes as she forgot there was a man in the closet who fell out and landed on top of Jaune, still unconscious.

At this reveal, everyone was quiet and had no words on what is transpiring. Only Blake had something to say, "Why is there a man in my closet?" She asked.

Weiss looked away, rubbing her temples with a sigh as she had no idea how to explain this.

Yang looked at her, "Weiss?" She slowly stated her name, wanting an explanation.

"Alright. I'll come clean. I was practicing my summoning and somehow; I made this young man appear in this room with the fishing rod." She explained everything in a dekunutshell.

Yang had her arms crossed, "You could have just told us." She pointed out.

"Yeah, what happened to that confiding in your teammates I mentioned in the cafeteria?" Ruby asked, looking at the bookshelf before going to it and grabbing a dictionary, "Now is confide spelled with a c or a k?" She asked, flipping through the pages.

"I was panicking." Weiss answered, "I never summoned before and I didn't know what you guys would think if I just made a person appear in this room. I was afraid you would think he was hostile and attack him." She explained why she hid him at first.

"Any reason why he's out cold?" Jaune asked, still underneath him.

Weiss looked away, "I…hit him with the book." She answered sheepishly.

"Talk about hypocrisy." Nora muttered with her arms crossed.

"He surprised me." Weiss quickly added, stomping her feet.

Ren had his arms crossed, "Would you think this is destiny?" He asked, studying the fallen fighter.

"Destiny?" Weiss tilted her head, wondering what he meant.

Pyrrha immediately knew what he meant, "Well, you were contemplating what to do about your situation with your father and this man appeared out of nowhere." She pointed out, "What is that, if not destiny?" She asked, looking at Weiss.

"A miscalculation in summoning?" She replied, placing her hands on her hips.

Yang had her gaze focusing on the guy, "Well, he does seem to fit your criteria." She pointed out. Seeing Weiss looking at her curiously, she further explained, "I mean, aside from his outfit, he does appear to be strong and battle worn." She then held her arm out, "A lot more handsome than Jaune too." She insulted quietly.

"Way to kick a guy when he's down." Jaune muttered, now struggling to get out beneath him.

"Does he have any weapons?" Ren asked, looking at Weiss.

Weiss looked at the bed, forgetting about them. "Just a sword and shield I hid underneath the bed." She pointed out.

At the mention of weapons and where they were hidden caused Ruby to quickly go to the location on her knees with sparkles in her eyes, "Ooh!" She called out, reaching beneath the bed and pulling them out, "Aw, lame. It's just a simple sword and shield." She muttered, pulling them into view.

"What's wrong with simple?" Jaune asked, insulted at her opinion, finally standing up and dusting himself off.

Ruby held them apart, "It's even more simpler than your sword and shield." She pointed out, holding them both, "A lot heavier too." She added, noting that she couldn't lift the shield higher than a foot off the floor and the sword was just unwieldy for her.

"Sometimes you can't just beat the classics." Jaune pointed out.

"Any idea what we're going to do about this man?" Weiss reminded them of the problem they currently have, pointing at the man on the floor.

Blake looked at her, "What can we do?" She asked with her arms crossed.

Weiss then crossed her arms, "Like figure out where he came from and who he is?" She answered, looking at him.

"You were the one that summoned him." Yang pointed out.

"That's true." Weiss muttered, "At least help me figure out." She added, crossing her arms and thinking how to address him.

"Did you use any sort of incantation?" Ren asked, looking at her.

Weiss looked straight, "Yes, I did actually." She went towards the desk where the book was. "It's right here." She handed the book to Ren and Pyrrha who looked at it.

"Whether skyward bound, adrift in time, or steeped in the glowing embers of twilight, the Sacred Blade is forever bound to the soul of the Hero." Pyrrha read out the words to how this man was summoned somehow.

Yang listened to the words, "So he's a type of Hero?" She asked, thinking deeply about the last part.

"A Hero that was chosen by the Sacred Blade." Blake added to the list, noting that it was sounding a lot like her fantasy novels about a young man with a huge destiny.

Listening to this, Ruby studied the longsword, "Doesn't look so sacred to me." She noted on how plain the longsword looked, placing the shield on the side to investigate the longsword

"What's up with the shield's emblem?" Nora asked, finally noticing the strange design it had.

Ren continued to study the words while Pyrrha and Jaune went go investigate it. "I would say it's an emblem for some area he's from." Pyrrha pointed out how fine the design was.

Jaune noticed all the scratches and dents, "It also looks like it's been used in battle several times." He noted, feeling the shield.

"If he used the shield in many battles as well as supposedly be a Hero, why would he use a plain longsword?" Ruby asked, holding the sword with both hands to get a better wield on it.

"What about the locations?" Blake asked, looking at Ren who continued looking at the words.

"Skyward bound. Adrift in time. And the Twilight." He broke down the important parts.

Ruby finally put the sword down, "So he could be from the sky, a different time period, or in some dark side of this world?" She put them in layman's terms.

Weiss looked at her, "Have you been reading your comic books again?" She pointed out the outlandish locations of her words.

"Maybe…" Ruby only muttered quietly.

Nora crouched up to the man, "What do you suppose is up with this hat?" She asked as she pulled the hat off the man before putting it on herself.

"It is quite curious." Yang replied, looking at the hat herself.

Blake then looked at the man, noticing something strange that made him stood apart from them, "His ears." She pointed out, looking at the man's ears.

They all looked at his ears, "They're pointed." Ruby pointed out the obvious.

"So…he's an elf?" Jaune asked, but quickly wondered if he was right or wrong. As far as he knew, elves didn't exist in Remnant.

Ren looked back at the book and noticed something about the page the words were on, "Uh, Weiss?" He called out, catching the Heiress' attention, "This page isn't part of the book." He pointed out and pulled the page out.

Weiss looked at it surprised, "So the words I used to summon him isn't included in the book?" She wondered to herself, "So if there was a solution to send him back, it won't be in the book." She quickly realized that she may have doomed a soul in this world.

Blake watched them as they wondered how they were going to send him home when all of a sudden, her cat ear twitched. Looking down at the man, she noticed that the man's ears were twitching as well. "He's coming to." She pointed out, standing back.

Likewise, once they heard he was awakening, they all stepped back as the man started to groan. Placing one hand on the floor, he looked straight ahead with his sea-blue eyes, filled with confusion on where he is.

Blake was behind Weiss and she shoved her shoulder a bit to get her to talk to him and hopefully he won't be hostile. Weiss stepped up, "Uh…" She muttered, not sure how to address the man.

The man slowly picked himself up, standing no taller than Ren. Looking around, he studied the area, wondering where he is now. Looking amongst the colorful cast of characters, his eyes focused on the silver-haired maiden. The one that probably brought him here and the one responsible for his headache.

Weiss only stared back at him with his blue eyes, slowly feeling nervous over his imposing glare.

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End of Part 1. Go on ahead and read the next chapter.