Chapter 4: Duty of a Leader

"Uncle, I know you can hear me. Why'd you run away? I only want to play a little," a sweet voice sings.

Qrow sprints through the forest, knocking any branches or bushes out of his way.

"Uncle, why'd you try and hide? It's your turn to seek me," she continues, her voice echoing through the forest.

Qrow slides behind a tree to catch his breath. "I have to tell Oz. It's-"

"Found you," a quick whisper is heard while a scythe slides onto Qrow's body.

The wielder fires the weapon, cutting both the tree and Qrow in half. They stand on the other side, watching the Huntsman fall into two pieces.

"Oh, that was so much fun!" She hops in place. "I wanna do it again!"

The girl jumps in place, clothes tattered and washed. She lifts her dark red cloak over her head and looks down at the dead man.

"I thought you'd be tougher, uncle. I'm sooooo disappointed."

"You're so immature," a new voice scolds.

Weiss enters from the side, getting the young girl's attention. Following the tend, her bright clothes are washed and dirty, torn and shredded. Her hair is no longer done up in a ponytail, thus her hair flows down her back.

"Our other teammates were defeated," she informs.

"Yang? Oh, that's a shame. Was it (Y/N)? Tell me it was him!" She hops in place.

"Indeed. We're expecting him to come by any day now."

"Oooooh, yes!" She curls into a ball. "He'll be so much fun! I wonder what his blood tastes like," she coos.

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"Be straight with me, Ozpin," you slam your hand onto his desk. "What the hell is this mark? I thought you were straight with me before."

"I told you all you needed to know," he calmly replies, looking up at you from his seat.

"Sure, sure, you have some magical power that isn't Aura and you used that to stabilize my arm and stop that... that woman's words," you stare down at your hand for a brief moment before looking back at the teacher. "So what exactly is this power? How are my dead teammates alive?"

"Well," Ozpin dances his fingers along his cup. "I had hoped this would never come up again. Alright, you deserve the whole truth," he spins his chair and stands up, approaching his window. "A long time ago, I sealed a very powerful, very malicious woman away in an orb. Unfortunately, throughout time, I lost track of the orb and it was hidden from me. She created the Grimm... she plagued our world."

"Made the Grimm? How old... how old are you?" You cross your arms.

"That's a rude question, Mr. Gray," Ozpin looks over his shoulder with a coy smile. "Listen, I apologize," he turns to face you. "When I heard Grimm were converging on that cave I should have predicted it was Salem... but I couldn't send a small army of Huntsmen on my hunch."

You squeeze your fist. "So me and my friends had to suffer?"

"I had no way of knowing... trust me, this has weighed on my conscious for a long time. But now... we can redeem them. We collected and prepared Yang Xiao Long and Blake Belladonna's bodies for burials. You freed them from Salem's grasp, however..."

You walk past his desk and look out the window, placing your hands on your hips. "So I'm caught in some hundred-year-old battle?"

"To put it bluntly, yes."

You sigh. "And there's no way to save my friends?"

Ozpin shakes his head. "If I had not suppressed your curse when I did, it would have taken over and you would've become one of them. That was just with your arm. They've been soaking in it for months..." Ozpin lowers his head. "I'm sorry... they're gone. Puppets for Salem."

"So I'll kill them to save who they once were," you snicker. "How cliché... fine, I can make peace with that. At least... at least I know now. It doesn't make it easier. I led them into some cursed cave to..." You shake your head. "Whatever, what can I do? I can't keep using my arm to fight them."

"You used it?" Ozpin says with a far more serious tone than before.

"I had to. They were also able to transform. I had no way to beat them otherwise."

Ozpin looks at his shoes, deep in thought. "You know if you used it-"

"I know, you told me. You suppressed her power temporarily but if it takes over too much of my body I'm a goner. But that means," you raise your hand to your chin. "If all of them have this power... I'd have to fight them all at once."

"You think you could?"

"No," you shake your head. "Their personalities were different, and their semblances were powered up. Plus, like me, their weapons were enhanced. I couldn't beat them alone when they were normal. Like this... no way."

Ozpin taps his cane. "I see. Be careful, (Y/N)," Ozpin looks at you. "Her power escapes the defeated's bodies and returns to another. The more of them you defeat, the stronger the others become."

"Great," you cross your arms. "How's Qrow doing? You sent him to follow a clue, right?"

"I'll let you know when I have something. For now, prepare team JNPR. You'll need allies to fight with you."

"I'm not sending a first-year team to their deaths."

"You'd rather send yourself?" Ozpin retorts.

"Tsk... I already sent people to death once. I won't do it again," you say, walking towards the elevator. "I want to handle all the clues from here on out."

"That's a tall order."

"It's a request, I suppose," you open the elevator door and enter. "Ozpin... I won't fail."

The elevator door closes and cuts Ozpin off from anyone else. He lets his head sink and sighs.

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You exit Ozpin's tower and are immediately approached by JNPR.

"Are you okay?" Jaune asks.

"How did you win?" Nora inquires.

"Are you in trouble?" Pyrrha adds.

You sigh. "I'm fine," you walk past them. "I'm more intrigued than anything."

"How so?" Ren responds, following you with the rest of his team.

"Ozpin didn't bring it up, but don't you find it strange how everyone who went missing was immediately found after I killed those two?"

"Yeah, but-"

"I don't like it. It's too... too perfect," you roll your shoulders and stretch your neck. "But I can't do anything... I'm stuck here. Look," you stop walking and turn to face the four. "Go back to your dorm. Study, train, whatever. We'll talk tomorrow."

"O-Okay," Jaune nods. "Stay safe."

"Yeah," you wave before walking away.

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You stop in front of the graves, a little thrown off by Blake and Yang's coffins being placed yet not buried. Thankfully, it's a strong wooden coffin so their deteriorated and dismembered bodies aren't on display. You approach the two caskets side by side and reach out to place your hand on the casket. You rest your right arm on Yang's but halt your left from touching Blake's. It hovers just a finger's length away, desperately wanting to rest on it. You retract the hand and let it fall.

"Damnit... You're being controlled by some old lunatic because I..." You tighten your fist. "I'll bring you all together again... I promise. I'm so sorry, both of you... to all of you," you look into the sky. "Even if I die... I'll make sure to avenge you all."

Pyrrha listens from a short distance. She's hidden behind a pillar, listening in. She had a bad feeling about how this is all affecting you. You somehow beat those two, probably wearing your body down to its limit. There's no way you could have won otherwise. You're too pressured, and now that it's clear your old teammates are somehow back and have some chaotic goal. It has to be taxing on your mind.

She takes a deep breath before stepping out from behind the pillar and walking towards you. "(Y/N)!"

You turn around. "Pyrrha?"

"Hello, again!" She waves. "Do you want some company?"

"No."

Pyrrha stops in place and crosses her arms. She's used to this by now. You're going to say you don't want anyone.

"Well... t-too bad," she says with a slight sense of confidence. "I'm here."

You raise your brow. "Is that so? Fine," you walk towards her. "Walk with me. I don't want to stay here with anyone."

"You're not leading me to my dorm, are you?"

"Hmph," you smirk. "No, not this time. "You want to spend time with me? Fine, we'll walk."

"Oh... well, yes! That's what I wanted. Glad you're following my plan."

"Uh huh," you roll your eyes. "Whatever you say. Why are you even here, Pyrrha? You have a team."

"I know. You're one of them," she says with a genuine tone.

"Psh, sure," you shrug. "If that's what you want to think."

"That's what we all think. We're going to be working harder so you don't have to send us away!"

"Hm?" You drift your gaze to her.

"We saw how beat up you were when you came back last night."

"I didn't have a scratch on me," you correct.

"It wasn't your body. Killing your old friends... I can't even imagine it," she shakes her head. "So I can only imagine how much it weighs on you."

"I'm fine," you quickly brush off. "I'll do what needs to be done."

"You're lying," the girls steps in front of you. "You've been extremely distant with us."

"I train you."

"Other teams go out for food, watch movies, enjoy their time together."

"Then get another mentor," you walk past the redhead.

"We don't want another one!" She turns around and shouts. "You're strong and nice... I can see that. We want to help you with whatever is going on."

"Hmph," you turn around, hands in your pocket. "I get it. I do. You four are good kids and I want you to succeed. But if you stick around then-"

"Not if you're there."

You grind your teeth and look away. "Why are you so insistent?"

"Because we want you to be our friend," Pyrrha says with a serious, unwavering face. "And friends stick with each other no matter what."

You snicker at those words. It's what they used to say... that team GRAE sticks together no matter what. You always have each other's backs, you keep each other safe. What you thought was keeping people safe was really sending them to death. You want to be friends with these kids, you want to smile with them, but...

"Whatever," you turn around. "Come on. The cafeteria is still open."

"Oh... um..."

"People eat together, no? Or would you rather do something else?" You say over your shoulder.

"N-No! That sounds great!"

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You and Pyrrha sit in the corner of the cafeteria. The sun is going down so not many people are around. You were one of the last people to grab dinner before it closes down for the night. You look around at the others, recognizing faces.

"It's been some time since I ate here," you start a conversation.

"Really?"

"Mhm," you gulp down some of your drink. "I preferred to eat on my own. I'd brush off people's advances, ignore anyone who tried to even talk to me," you ramble, staring off at the wall while Pyrrha intently stares at you. "Well," you look down at your food and scoop some of it up. "Guess I wasn't too social afterward," you say before stuffing your mouth full of food.

"So where do you go?" Pyrrha asks after taking a drink.

"To my room," you shrug. "Or to the training area. I spend a lot of time... practicing," you oddly answer. "There's a reason I'm a top student."

"Are you the top student?"

"Who knows," you shrug. "I don't compare to others. I just know my grades are high. I don't... Gg" You drop your drink as soon as your arm starts pounding.

"Are you okay?"

You look around the room to see if anyone had just entered, or if anyone has made any strange movements.

The hell is setting off my arm. It only went off when...

Your eyes widen as you hop out of your seat. "Pyrrha, stay here. I think one of them might be here!"

"What?"

"Stay here!" You run towards the exit.

"I'm not waiting around!" She shouts back, chasing after you.

You burst out of the cafeteria and look around the immediate area. Your eyes latch onto a large group of students that were abducted by Blake and Yang. You look through the crowd, unable to see any of your original teammates.

"Hey, (Y/N)!" One of them waves. "We heard you beat those crazies up! We could have done it, though."

"Yeah, thanks a ton, (Y/N)! You're the best!"

"Yeah!"

The entire crowd gives you words of encouragement, but you don't like it. Pyrrha can easily tell by your facial expressions. You're not emotionless this time. Your face is clearly tense, your eyes are darting around.

"Do you see anything?"

"No... and I don't like that."

Yet your arm continues to pulse, increasing your worry. Why is it reacting to nothing... or is there something you're just not seeing?

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You couldn't get a wink of sleep last night. Your mind was racing, trying to put the puzzle together without all the pieces. Even with a lack of sleep, you still drag your way through the halls of Beacon to class. You spot a few of the students who were taken, smiling and chatting with their friends. They all talk about how scary it was, how they couldn't escape, how the door was locked until you defeated the two girls.

You give them a bland look as you walk past to class.

"Hey, (Y/N)! How'd you beat those girls?" A group of six approach you from behind, accompanied by one of the kidnapped students.

"Yeah, if teams and Huntsmen couldn't beat them..?"

"I got lucky," you say with a husky voice. "That's it."

"No way," one stops you in your tracks. "There has to be more than that!"

The taken one places her hand on your bandage arm, giving it a slight squeeze. "What secret did you have? What put you above my team?"

You look over at her, eyes sharp and hostile. "Maybe you just didn't have enough training." You pull your arm away and start walking. "Think on that."

"Jeez, how moody."

"Doesn't have to be such a jerk."

"No different than he normally is. I feel bad for his tea-" A bandage wraps around the girl's ankle, pulling her into the air then slamming her in front of you. You place your foot on her throat and stare down at her.

"I wouldn't... because at least they won't lose with me around."

"Hey!" All the students in the hallway surround your small scuffle. "(Y/N), what're you doing?"

You retract your bandages and lift your foot off her neck. "Nothing," you answer with a blank expression. "Just teaching her a lesson."

You place your hands back in your pockets and keep walking. Unknown to you, JNPR is in that crowd and saw it all. Pyrrha's eyes drift down as she thinks on what you may be going through. Hopefully, they can help... cause whatever is wrong seems to be affecting you more than she thought.

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But of course, you barely keep your eyes open for all your classes. You even skipped any combat training because you're just not fit to fight. So, you're done. You can return to your room after you stop in front of Ozpin who's in your way. You look up at the man, clearly unwilling to deal with any bullshit today.

"You don't seem happy considering you're a hero in Vale."

"I don't care for the title. I don't even-"

"Like that fact they were all discovered and unharmed?"

"Yeah..." You stand up straighter, a bit more attentive. "What do you want, Ozpin? Any missions? Updates?"

"No, not yet," Ozpin shakes his head. "I was simply informed that you assaulted a student."

"Oh brother," you roll your eyes. "It was nothing. I'm just... tired," you shrug. "Nothing a bit of sleep will fix."

"If you insist..." Ozpin bows his head and lets you walk by. "And (Y/N)," you stop mid-step. "Qrow will be reporting to me in the next few days. Be prepared to... possibly have a mission."

"I'm always ready."

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You struggle to keep your head straight as your students train together once again. Though your regiment is harsh, the weakest member, Jaune, has improved significantly over a short period of time. He can at least attack and block without falling over or being completely overpowered by his teammates. Even the others have become more unpredictable and flexible in their fighting style, if ever so slightly. Over the year, you're hoping to make them into the best team at Beacon, at least in terms of first years.

"Hello again," Pyrrha greets as she sits beside you.

"You already said hello when we all got together."

"That's why she said again!" Nora defends her teammate, sitting on the other side of you.

"Fair enough," you shake your head and slap your cheeks. "You two are next. Keep watch on what these two do. They're improving more than you. Then again," you look to the two girls. "They had more room to grow, so I'll let it slide. In fact... Nora, go join Ren's side."

"What?" Jaune whines, looking over at you.

"Hehe, yeah," Nora cracks her knuckles while standing. "Get ready for the Nora train, Jaune."

"Whyyyyyyy?"

You chuckle at the scene, proud of your actions. Pyrrha shakes her head. "That's not fair."

"Fights aren't fair. Gotta learn to handle everything. Why don't you go gang up on him too?"

"Pyrrha, please!" Jaune ducks under Nora's hammer and blocks Ren's shots.

"I'm just kidding, calm down," you shout. "You'd be slaughtered."

"Gah!" Jaune leaps back and starts running.

You laugh at the showmanship Jaune is portraying. "I'd help, Jaune, but I'm super tired."

"Well thanks!" He shrieks.

"You can smile too," Pyrrha points out.

You look over at her, brow raised. "Yeah, I guess," you shrug and return your focus to JNR. "Maybe it's cause I'm tired. I think I'm shutting down our training early today," you say while getting on your feet. "I think I have to sleep."

"Okay, I'll take care of them. You know," Pyrrha stands. "You should smile more."

"Heh... yeah, sure," you start walking away. "I'll put it on my to-do list."

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"(Y/N)! (Y/N)!" A female voice echoes in your mind. The owner of that voice can't be defined, there's too many mushed together, all fighting to be the most prominent. "You gotta help up! You have to come!"

You wander through the darkness, lost and trying to find your way to any sort of light. The voices are coming from every direction so it's impossible to follow these voices to freedom.

"Come, (Y/N)! We need help! We need help!"

"Where are you?" You shout, constantly turning round and round.

You turn around once more and are greeted with two, building-sized hands. They're deathly pale with black veins throughout. You have no time to move before they grab hold of you, cutting you off from the outside with no ways of escape.

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Your eyelids spout open as you awaken in a cold sweat. You lift your upper body off the bed and you huff and puff. Your arm is glowing brighter than before, pulsing every second. You look down at the uncovered arm, gray and green as it is. You drag your normal hand down your face and sigh.

"Tsk... great." You get out of bed and head towards the window, gauging the time based on how bright it is. "Sun's starting to come up... looks like I slept for a good while. I do at least feel rested." You stretch your arms up and turn around to head for the bathroom. "Might as well get ready for..." Your arm suddenly pulses more prominently than before. You clench your jaw and look over your shoulder at the window. "Why do I feel..?"

You squint at the window before marching towards it. You swipe the bandages off your bedside table, making it wrap around your arm. You push open your window and lean out, spotting a cloaked individual running across the cement paths. Without a word, you jump out the window and start running, ignoring the fact you have neither your weapon your clothes. The sound of your bare skin slamming against the pavement. You throw your bandage out and attach it to one of the nearby buildings, using it to swing and propel yourself forward. You soar through the air, passing by your hook and rolling across the ground.

"Stop running!" You shout.

The cloaked figure doesn't heed your words. They cut behind one of the dormitories, an act you quickly repeat. They start jumping between the two walls to scale the building. You, on the other hand, extend your bandages to the top of the building and spring yourself up. You immediately retract and throw the same material to the other side of the building, passing your target. You pull yourself towards then and dig both of your heels into their cloak... and only their cloak. It falters under your feet with nobody to sustain it. You retract the material and look around to see if they're still nearby.

"Damnit... who the hell was that?" You step off the cloak, kneel down, and lift it. "Hm... was that Neo? She, Yang and Blake wore something similar. What was she doing here?" You stand up and approach the edge of the building to check if anyone is around. "So they're here? Why? I gotta tell Ozpin." You grab the cloak and throw it over yourself to cover up. "No time to run back for clothes. I'll just use this."

You jump off the building and, as soon as your feet touch the ground, you burst forward and run towards Ozpin's tower.

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"Did you actually see one?" Ozpin asks, turned away from you in his chair.

"I didn't see it, but I knew. If anyone would know..."

"Indeed," Ozpin looks down at his coffee. "That's troubling... thank you for informing me, (Y/N)."

"Of course," you turn away.

"I've been feeling an influx in that power..." Ozpin speaks, making you stop in place. "Whether that's from them... or you," his tone is sharp for that word. "Is unknown to me. It's clear, however, that they're no longer remaining idle. We'll have to strike soon, else risk panic spreading through the school."

"Especially with the Vytal Festival approaching," you add.

"Precisely. You'll be deployed after I receive Qrow's report."

You don't respond. Instead, you continue your walk to the elevator and leave Ozpin to his work.

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You exit Ozpin's tower, realizing the time that's past. More students are out and about, mostly ones who like to get up early. A few are jogging, others relaxing in the sun, a few are even painting the sunrise. Beacon is always an interesting environment, definitely when you spot your mentor in a strange cloak. Pyrrha stops in front of you, jogging in place.

"Hello!" She waves. "What're you wearing?"

"Long story," you roll your shoulders. "I'm on my way back to change."

"Can I come with you?"

"Why? Aren't you doing a routine?"

"I was about to circle around and jog back. It'd be nice to walk with you."

You roll your eyes.

She won't let me go if I object.

"Very well, you can accompany me."

"Super!" Pyrrha smiles. "Sorry if I smell. I haven't showered yet," she ends with a giggle.

"I haven't either, don't worry about it," you wave off, starting to walk with her. "Do you jog every day?"

"Every other day. It's more hobby than anything," she goes on, keeping a jogging form while moving at your speed. "I got into it back at Mistral."

"You're from there?"

"Yes," Pyrrha nods. "I enjoyed my time there."

"Why come to Beacon? Mistral has their own Academy."

"True," she nods. "But something said I should come here. I don't know what, but it did... so I'm here!"

"Cool," you blandly answer.

"What about you?" She smiles. "Where are you from?"

"Doesn't matter."

"It does to me."

You chuckle before looking over at her with a raised brow. "Why?"

"You're my friend, so it matters," she says with a gentle tone, her green eyes warming you up.

"Mm... I'm from Vale. Nothing special about it."

"Do your parents live there?"

"Mhm," you nod. "I was... slightly worried they were one of the ones taken by my former teammates. Thankfully, they weren't."

"That's wonderful!" She cheerfully responds.

"Yeah... they're good people," you look at your arm. "Understanding people..."

"You always look at your arm," Pyrrha points out. "Does it hurt?"

"Eh, no," you shake your head.

"Is it the only place you can use your Semblance?"

"Not... exactly. It doesn't matter. Just a habit," you quickly brush off.

"Are you in bare feet?" Pyrrha chuckles, looking at the bottom of the cloak. "I can hear your feet."

"Well... yes," you hesitantly answer.

"Why?"

"I told you, it's a long story."

"We have time," she smiles, doing her best to make conversation.

You huff. "I... saw someone I wanted to talk to. I wasn't exactly dressed, so I threw this on and went out."

Now, a hint of red appears on the girl's face. "You're... not wearing anything?"

"I have underwear and my bandage."

"I'm sorry! I didn't know!" She waves her arms in front of her, getting even redder at the realization.

"It's quite alright, Pyrrha," you say in a far nicer tone than ever before. "It had nothing to do with you."

"R-Right. I'm sorry."

"Stop saying that," you frown. "There's no need."

You look ahead and spot your dorm. The walk took a lot less time than you thought thanks to the socialization. You approach the door and let Pyrrha enter first.

"We have more training today, right?"

"No," you shake your head. "Today is your day off. Do what you will."

"Oh... can we still train?"

You look over at her with squinted eyes. "I... suppose... though I may be unavailable. I have your scroll number so I'll message you."

"When did you get that?" Pyrrha comments.

"Ozpin gave me your entire team's number, in case of emergencies."

"But I don't have yours," Pyrrha says, stopping at her dorm.

"You will later," you continue walking. "Have a good day, Pyrrha."

"You as well," Pyrrha waves.

She watches as you strut off, unwavering in her smile. You share the same, contagious smile. For some reason... you're happy you got to talk.

And things are still going well. I'm glad I got to fill out this chapter with everything I wanted without adding another fight scene. I didn't want every chapter from here on out to be a sort of boss chapter. Not saying that's going to happen. You're not in a gauntlet where you fight all your old teammates, don't worry. More will happen. But, as I said, it's all going well. I can definitely tell at this point that it'll be under ten chapters. Things will speed up a little bit, including the romance. While I do like dragging the romance out, this is a short story and so things have to sorta happen faster. Then again, people complained about the twenty chapter wait, so a five or six one shouldn't be too bad.

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