General James Ironwood looking out from the landing docks of Beacon Academy to the city of Vale at night, a few airships hovering over the lit-up buildings. Walking up from behind him is Glynda Goodwitch.
Glynda: Trouble sleeping?
Ironwood: *Looking back, gripping his shoulder with the other hand.* Arm was acting up.
Glynda: Of course, so logically, you got out of bed, dressed yourself completely and decided to gaze menacingly out into the distance. *Approaches all the way to his side, then looks at him concerned.* What's wrong?
Ironwood: I've trusted him for years. We both have. I just... I can't help but feel like he's keeping us in the dark.
Glynda: Don't be ridiculous! You know very well that we are not the ones in the dark.
Ironwood: *Laughs humorously.* That makes it worse! I refuse to believe that a man that I've trusted for so long would act so... passively.
Glynda: *Puts a reassuring hand on her friend's shoulder.* You're a good person, James. You've always done what you think is best for the people, even against strong protest. It's admirable. But it's high time you stopped talking about trust and started showing it. *Drops her hand as they stare into the distance together.* Ozpin has experience that the rest of us lack. And I think that's something worth remembering.
Meanwhile at Mountain Glenn...
The full moon is shining over the ruined buildings of Mountain Glenn, and a lone Beowolf is searching through the rubble. It looks up briefly at the young girl who has it in her red crosshair scope, but Ruby Rose just lowers Crescent Rose and sighs in tiredness at she keeps lookout over the destruction. The rest of her team is lying down on their sleeping mats around the fire with weapons nearby, and Doctor Bartholomew Oobleck is higher up, slumped down against the wall next to the hole in the ceiling/floor. The three members of RWBY have their eyes closed, but Yang Xiao Long is the first to stop pretending.
Yang: Blake, are you awake?
Blake: Yeah.
Yang: Why do you think he asked us about being a Huntress. Like, what was he trying to say?
Blake: Maybe he was just curious.
Yang: You think?
Blake: No.
The conversation is disrupted by a knock on the door near Yang, who equips up her weapons and cautiously walks up to the door and opens it slowly. Shadow is standing their with his hands in his pockets and his katana sheathed on his back, though the darkness of the night makes it difficult to see Shadow.
Yang: Shadow?
Shadow: Hey Yang...It's been a while.
Yang: *Opens the door wide* Well...come on in.
Shadow enters the current camp they have assembled, Blake and Weiss are laying down on their beds around a small campfire. Yang shuts the door and walks back over to her bed and sits down.
Shadow: So...this is the current camp?
Blake: Yeah...it's temporary until tomorrow to fight more Grimm. You know, the usually.
Shadow: *sits down and puts his back to a wall* I see...is Weiss still awake?
Weiss: Of course I'm awake! The three of you are talking, and...I've been thinking.
Shadow: What...do you mean?
Yang: Earlier today, Oobleck asked us why we became Huntress's...
Blake: Why we fight, who we fight for, stuff like that...
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Unfolding Fate
FanficShadows seem to have no heart, no feelings, no emotion. Yet Shadow Joker Strife is different, his heart had been changed, after seeing his family killed in front of him. He attends Beacon Academy to train so he can protect those he cares about. Fate...