The sinister man jumped from the tree he was standing doing a superhero landing in front

of the boys . As he stood up the boys got a better look at him. He was average height with a medium build. His hair was dark and cut messily. He wore a red shirt with a large X on it, a dark cloak and surprisingly white pants.

            “Who are you?” Noir said as he stood up. He then quickly drew two blades from his sheaths and got into a battle ready stance.

            “Noir,” Ivan interrupted as stood up himself. “I thought you knew, this is the guy you were chasing when you met Onyx and Me.”

            “Are you sure?”

“Absolutely,” the faunus responded. Noir then looked back at the dark stranger.

            “Alright what do you want with Ruby? And be careful that I like your answer,” Noir said trying to intimidate the stranger. The stranger laughed sinisterly. “What’s so funny?”

            “Look kid,” the man responded between chuckles. “I have nothing personal against the little red, however orders are orders to eliminate any potential threats to our ultimate goals like her and,” He said drawing a second buzz-saw pistol and pointing them at Noir “you.” The stranger fired yellow balls of light at Noir. Noir and the team dove out of the way of the blast. When the blast hit the ground the boys could hear the crackling sound of lightning come from the balls. Before Noir knew it the stranger was less than a foot away from him swinging the now spinning buzz saws at him. Noir parried with his swords as sparks were formed from the spinning blade.

            “You guys get out of here,” Noir yelled to his teammates. Noir knew his team may get killed in the unprepared state they were in. Onyx was unarmed and low on aura, Bastian was out of ammo and also low on aura, and Noir knew this guy was too fast for Ivan to get a decent hit. “GO,” he roared to get them to move. He then knocked then knocked the maniac back. Noir then took the time o reposition himself to Ivan.

            “You and Bastian help get Onyx out of here now,” Noir restated hoping the other three would listen. The murderous stranger launched the spinning buzz saws again. Before they hit Ivan unleashed his giant axe and deflected the blades from Noir.

            “We can still fight,” Ivan said ready to fight.

“I agree,” Bastian said holding his spear looking completely exhausted.

            “I am clearly not winning this argument; when we get a chance I need to teach you guys about insubordination. Bastian you Onyx are low on aura you two should take time to rest though,” Noir stated admitting defeat to his team mates.

            “I can fix that,” Ivan responded.

“Really?” All three boys asked the faunus.

            “Yupp,” Ivan stated confidently.

“Alright while you do that I’ll buy you guys some time, just hurry,” Noir ordered. The two boys next to him nodded. Noir then took the time to charge his opponent swinging his blades at the murderous stranger. The two engage each other in a blade on spinning blade battle sparks flying every time the blades clashed. Noir used every bit of skill to keep his opponent under pressure and not attack his team.

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            While Noir was busy assaulting the assailant, Ivan put his hands on Bastian’s arm. The faunus closed his eyes and was enveloped in a white light. Soon Bastian who had felt tired and aura depleted was feeling stronger like he was getting a boost of energy. A few moments passed and Ivan stopped glowing and let go of his friend.

            “What was that?” Bastian asked. He was really excited and curious on how Ivan managed to restore his energy.

            “That’s my semblance,” Ivan responded. “I have the ability transfer aura either by enhancing another’s or absorbing aura from another. The condition is I have to be touching the person,” he explained to his giant of a friend. “Now help the fearless leader while I tend to Onyx,” Ivan ordered.

            “Not in charge midget, but hurry it up,” Bastian said. The giant then charged to the blade fighters. The murderous stranger had gotten the upper hand slightly and was about to buzz strike Noir in the face. Bastian thrust his spear to block the blades. The assailant leaped back to regain his position. Bastian helped his captain up and the two got ready to right for their lives.

            “Hey Bastian, I got a plan,” Noir said confidently.

“I’m all ears,” Bastian responded. The two then had a quiet discussion that the assailant couldn’t hear. The assailant then launched the spin blades at the two boys. In response Bastian dropped his spear and transformed into a boarbatusk and started rolling. The spinning blades bounced off of the tough skin as Bastian rolled towards the assailant. The assailant jumped right over Bastian but wasn’t quite fast enough to dodge the slashes from Noir’s blades which literally tore the assailant’s shirt to pieces.  When the assailant landed a newly revived Onyx teleported right in front of him and round hous kicked him in the face.

            “Dam, One I can handle, two maybe, but I wasn’t quite prepared for all of you,” The assailant said as he stood up from his beating and faced the four boys now staring down at him. “ For now, I’ll retreat. But before I go I have a warning for you Mr. Pendragon,” he said looking straight at Noir. Noir noticed his eyes were very red about as red as Yang’s when she was angry. “I will be after you and I will get you so watch your back for Tybalt; For you see once you become my target, your fate is cursed,” and with that last statement he turned himself into smoke and disappeared.

            “What was that about?” Bastian asked Noir who looked slightly concerned about what the assailant had said.

            “I don’t know but regardless let’s call it a night, I think tomorrow we should work on our team attacks,” Noir joked. The other three weren’t amused but nodded their heads in agreement. Once the four boys had made it back to the training grounds they had found a surprise waiting for them in the form of Port, Goodwitch, and Ozpin. Goodwitch and Port looked ready for a fight and Ozpin stood calmly with his cane and coffee mug as he approached the boys.

            “Team NOIS; is there something you’d like to tell me?” Ozpin asked sternly staring in an intimidating at Noir.  

            “Actually sir,” the team leader said “There’s a lot.”