Remnants Knight Of Rebellion (Hiatus)

Iron Mettle

"Detention all of you."

The stern voice of Glynda Goodwitch said, both teams RWBY and JNPR looked at the stained floor of Beacon's cafeteria. Behind them however is another mess entirely, what once a formal dining for students reduced to rumbles. As if a hurricane passed or a war occured in the inside.

"Seriously the eight if you are our most promising students, please act like it." Glynda said giving them a stern glare, before a voice from behind her spoke. "That won't be necessary Glynda, students you are free to leave." The voice said, hearing that Glynda immediately sighed and rubbed her temples in frustration. As the students left the hall, "Ozpin you can't be seriously letting them go without repercussions, they wrecked the dining hall for Gods sake!."

The Assistant Headmistress complained slightly raising her voice. But Ozpin merely waved her off, "Let them go Glynda they're only children, let them act like it while they still have the time." The Headmaster replied as they both walked out to the halls, "That would normally be the case yes. But those children are the future defenders of this world, you can't just coddle and to expect them to learn a form of responsibility!" The blonde woman protested. "Be it as it may Glynda, Make no mistake. I chose to let it slide this time because I fear that there may be no next time for it to happen."

Said the Headmaster as they walked towards his office, and seemingly as if understanding what the man means her facial expression and tone of voice changed. "You don't mean to say that... ?" She asked slowly, and Ozpin nodded. "I'm afraid so yes, she might have a trick up her sleeve. And i loathe to admit it but I'm Afraid Mister Arc might have to to with it." The white haired man replied, "Now come. We have people to meet." And with those words the walk towards the Headmaster's office other the sounds of their shoes and heels hitting the floor, was silent.

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"How are the preparation for the fleet admiral?"

General James ironwood asked the Atlesian Fleet admiral inside his office. "Everything is normal sir no hitch ups and possible delays, everything seems to be going smoothly." The admiral said his eyes on the data pad in front of him, hearing that Ironwood nodded in satisfaction. "Good, but keep be prepared. We don't want any surprises." The general replied. "Understood sir." He heard the admiral say as Ironwood exited his office.

Greeting him outside was a woman wearing a Specialist uniform, with their hair tied to a neat bun. Her expression flat and monotone and her posture rigid as she saluted. "General Ironwood, sir." The woman said, "At ease Winter. Got anything to report?" Ironwood asked. The woman now named Winter immediately stopped her salute and nodded, "Sir an incoming transmission from Headmaster Ozpin, he's asking for you General. And he seems to be hailing from a private channel." Winter replied.

Hearing that Ironwood sighed and nodded, "I see... You are dismissed Specialist." Ironwood said as Winter immediately left, and he walked the cold white halls of the academy. Towards his office, where he immediately sat on his desk and turned on his desks holographic monitor. And an image immediately popped up, "James, I trust that you are well since I last contacted you old friend." Ozpin greeted with a simple smile through the holographic screen.

"I've been doing fine Oz, how about you?. I heard that you've found your missing student under unique circumstances." James said. Hearing that Ozpin sighed. "You suspect him of being turned into a sleeper agent?, one that's against his will." The gray haired man replied through the screen, already expecting what the general was thinking.

Ironwood meanwhile had a steely expression on his face, "Yes and if that is indeed the case we will need to tread lightly. We wouldn't want an international incident in our hands any sooner than we want." Ironwood replied with a raised brow, "I must confess James. I've yet to formulate a plan, this isn't her usual tactics. But hopefully our fears will come to pass, and what ever happened to Mr Arc during his disappearance can be hopefully explained." The Headmaster said, "But even then, there are questions I would rather leave unanswered." Ozpin finished with a grim expression.

Before giving Ironwood a tired smile. "On to other things when are you arriving?, I think it would be best to speak of these matters behind close doors. Where there's no potential for others to listen." Hearing that Ironwoods expression didn't change, but his overall body language visibly relaxed a little. "I am assembling fleet that will be arriving there maybe 3 or 2 days before the festival starts, Until then see you." But before Ironwood cut the feed, Ozpin let out a confused "Wait. What fle-!?" Before the feed was turned off.

And just then the door to the generals quarters opened. And came in specialist Winter Schnee, "The file just came in sir." She said as she handed him a data pad. "Thank you Winter, you may leave now." Ironwood said as Winter gave him a salute and left, leaving Ironwood to examine the file on his data pad. "Now let's see what makes you tick." The Atlesian General said as he read through the file under the name of 'Jaune Arc'.

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Meanwhile at Beacon Academy, half an hour just after the call between Ironwood and Ozpin took place. A young woman with black hair and amber eyes, wearing a Haven Academy uniform. Roamed the halls of Beacon Academy, "So Cinder, what happens now?." The gray haired teen walking alongside her asked, also wearing the same uniform as her. Albeit the male version.

"Now Mercury. We wait, Emerald how's the relocation going?." Cinder said, then the green haired girl at her left pulled out her scroll. "It's all going smoothly ma'am, aside from the occasional Grimm." Hearing that Cinder hummed in approval.

"Good, soon. Everything will fall to ruin." She said as a dangerous glint flickered on her eyes, as they turned the corner. Cinder locked eyes with a student from Beacon, and everything seemed to be in slow motion for her. The blue eyes of the students eyes she locked on to seemed to terrify her. As if it knows something she doesn't, and at a split second. The blue pupils of the student turned green, the iris turned into sharp slits. Giving them a feral look.

Before suddenly they turned normal, and they broke eye contact. And everything around her began to feel normal as the student passed by them and rounded on the corner they just came from, the experience made Cinder hyperventilate silently. Causing both her subordinates look at her with concern and worry.

"Emerald. Get me everything you got on that student that passed us by." Cinder ordered as they stopped for a moment. Hearing that Order both Emerald and Mercury looked at each other before looking back at Cinder, "Cinder is something w-!" The green haired girl tried to say in concern but Cinder shut her up with a glare. "Just do as I say." Cinder growled, Making Emerald swallow her saliva down her throat. "Y-yes ma'am." She nervously let out as she left to gather information.

"Mercury go with her, I want to be left alone for now." She ordered her other subordinate who nodded wisely. Now alone Cinder stood there on the hallways panting with the occasional sweat dripping down her face. And slowly she maneuvered herself to her dorm. Stopping occasionally to ask for directions

"Who was he took look at me like that?, Like I'm less than dirt. When I get my hands on you will get what you deserve." Cinder thought darkly as she  closed the door behind her, and pulled out her scroll. She had a call to make.

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Guys I just wanna lay down some news, updates are gonna be even more slow in the upcoming future (maybe, I'm not sure.) Due to the fact that I am going to college in the upcoming week.

1doggolord:"We need to mordred-sorry "Jaune" noble phantasm "clarent blood arthur" cus is gonna be cool"

Me:Don't worry you will see it,  though the ability wouldn't be called a noble phantasm. Nor would it be called clarent blood arthur, but it will be similar in how it works and how it manifests.