As a Huntsman, you have always had a sense of responsibility. To protect and lay down your life for the safety of others. However when you come across a runaway child, scared, alone, and lost, you take on the role of a different kind of guardian onc...
After packing everything Noir needed, the two of them drive in (y/n)'s car to the airships near Shade Academy.
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(Y/n): Did you pack your extra ammo clips?
Noir: Yes.
(Y/n): Underwear?
Noir: One for every day of the week.
(Y/n): Chimera?
Noir: I'm wearing them right now.
(Y/n): Toothbrush?
Noir: Yes.
(Y/n): Spare toothbrush?
Noir: Yep.
(Y/n): Extra toothbrush that doubles over as a shiv?
Noir: Dad!
(Y/n): Oh hey, we're here.
He stops the car as they make it to the landing pads. They step out and walk towards the airship heading to Beacon. As they make it to the ramp, the two of them stop at the foot of it and turn to eachother.
Noir: Well... I guess this is goodbye for the next four years.
(Y/n): Besides Holidays and parent teacher conferences but yeah, I guess it is. "Sigh" It's finally happening. My son leaving the nest and flying on his own. "Sniff" To become a bona fide Huntsman, no less. Makes me proud to call you my baby boy!
Noir: Please stop calling me that.
(Y/n): No.
Noir: Well, I'm off. See you later, dad.
(Y/n): Later, kiddo.
The two share a short hug. As they seporate, Noir walks into the airship as the ramp begins to close, leaving his father where he is. Once the airship finally takes off, (y/n) watches it fly off into the distance until it is finally out of sight.
(Y/n): "sigh" I guess it's just me and the voice inside my head-
*ring ring*
(Y/n):... And the asshole that just ruined this moment.
He reaches into his back pocket and pulls out his scroll. The collar id is from someone he hasn't seen in a long time. (Y/n) presses a button and holds it up to his ear.
(Y/n): Hey hey, Ozzy Ozpin! Long time no hear! How the hell did you get this number?
[Timeskip to Beacon]
Noir's p.o.v.
During the whole trip I have looked outside a window and watched as the land change from the familiar sandy dunes to a sea of green and then to a jungle of cement. Off in the distance I can finally see the prestigious sky scraper that is Beacon Academy. My dad has told me a lot of stories during his time here. Even a few that I'm still embarrassed to think about... *shiver*
