A/N: While Weiss deals with family issues, Jaune and the others deal with their own issues.

Weiss was walking down a long, carpeted hallway of blue, white and gray. Protruding columns from the walls were decorated with black sconces and lit candles.

(The majority of this first part would've been her walking around her home and describing each part of it so I shortened it).

Weiss continued to walk alone in the hallway, never having looked up the entire time, until she had a startled reaction to hearing her brother's voice coming from right in front of her.

Whitley: Good afternoon, sister.

He said as Weiss looked up at the teenage boy, somewhat younger than her.

Whitley: A pleasure to see you out of your room for a change.

Weiss sidestepped him and turned to speak.

Weiss: Hello, Whitley. You're in a cheery mood today.

Whitley: Klein made crepes for breakfast.

He said as he clasped his hands behind his back and smirked at her.

Weiss: What do you want?

Whitley: I heard Father shouting with someone in his study earlier.

Weiss: Mother?

Whitley: No, she's already drinking in the garden.

(Considering on who she's married to, can we really blame her)?

Whitley: I think it was a man.

Weiss looked up at him on this.

Whitley: I just wanted to warn you. I heard he had asked to speak with you.

Weiss: I'll be fine.

Whitley: I know you will. You are strong, like Winter.

Weiss: You never liked Winter.

Whitley: True, but you can't deny her resolve.

Weiss: You ...seem different.

Whitley: And you've been gone. I'll have you know I didn't stop growing while you were away at Beacon.

Whitley turned and walked away.

Whitley: Anyway, good luck with Father!

Weiss: Thank you.

She said before she continued walking.

(Meanwhile).

Inside of a certain ship, Velvet and Coco were watching as you were in a room of the ship that was used for training purposes. You had been training four over the past several months with the gravity in the room pushed up to over 100 percent. The girls and some of the soldiers had a few worries for you that too much of the training and pressure on your body could kill you. But You still kept going.

Velvet: This is too painful to watch.

Coco: How can he still be going with all this much stress on his body for so long?

Ridley: Honestly, even I'm trying to figure that out.

You powered up as the stress on your body continued.

(Y/N)'s mind: All this stress on body will kill me if I'm not careful. But, I need to keep going.

You said as you continued to power up and the others continued to watch in worry. Elsewhere, Ruby gasped as she opened her eyes after having a nightmare. Ruby sat up and looked around before putting her hand to the side of her head and sighed as though she was in pain.

(TimeSkip).

All four members of Team RNJR were walking down a sunny road. Ruby was in front while looking at a map.

Ruby: So the next town is ...uh ....huh ...uh ....huh ...We're lost.

Jaune: We're not lost. The next town is Shion. My family used to visit it all the time.

Ruby: Oh yeah. Don't you have, like, four sisters?

Jaune: Uh, seven.

Ruby giggled.

Nora: You know, that actually explains a lot.

Jaune: Wait, what do you mean?

Ruby: So, what did you guys do there?

Jaune: Oh, all sorts of stuff! Over here is a great hiking trail, and over here is where we went camping all the time. I got my own tent because I was special. Also, so my sisters would stop braiding my hair.

Ruby: Didn't like the look?

Jaune: Yeah, they just kept doing pigtails, but personally, I think I'm more of a "warrior's wolftail" kind of guy.

Ruby: That's just a ponytail.

Jaune: I stand by what I said.

Nora stopped short, raising her hands to her lips as her eyes widened. Soon after, Ren stopped, visibly tense.

Nora: Uh, guys?

Ruby: Huh?

Jaune: What?

Jaune and Ruby looked up from the map. Their eyes widened and jaws dropped. In front of them was a desolated village. They sky was gray and two columns of smoke rose in the air. A gazebo had a broken tower and lampposts were askew from the ground. At least one dead body could be seen on the side of the road approaching the town. The four rushed forward. They briskly moved into the town, looking around. Ren tossed his backpack on the ground and moved ahead while the other three gathered in the middle of a road.

Ruby: There could be survivors!

Ren: Over here!

The other three rushed to where Ren was leading them. On the ground, sitting propped against a broken building wall, was a young man in armor. He breathed heavily and held his hand against a bleeding wound in his abdomen. Ren dropped by his side and puts his hand on his shoulder.

Ruby: A Huntsman!

Jaune: What happened? Who killed all these people?

Dying Huntsman: Bandits. The whole tribe ...Then, with all the panic...

The Huntsman couldn't finish and coughed repeatedly.

Ren: Grimm.

Ren stood and walk a few paces away, placing his hands atop his head. Ruby, Jaune, and Nora stepped away to confer.

Ruby: Alright, we can get him to the next village and try to find a doctor there!

Jaune: Yeah. Ren and I can take turns carrying him there.

Nora: I don't know if he'll make it.

Jaune: He will. He has to.

Ren turned back and walked over to the Huntsman.

Ruby: If we get going now, our chances will be better. I can run ahead and look for help!

Ren: Guys.

The other three turned and discover that the Huntsman had already died.

Nora: Should we bury him?

Ren walked right past them without a backward glance.

Ren: We should go. It's not safe here.

Nora: Ren...

Nora turned and followed him. Ruby put her hand on Jaune's arm as He was looking stressed and sad.

Ruby: It'll be okay.

Jaune: I'm just tired of losing everything.

Ren stopped and looked at something on the ground which caused his eyes to widen. A cloven hoofprint was left into the ground. Nora came up to his side. She saw the same mark and her eyes also widened in recognition. Back with Weiss, who was standing outside her father's door and listening to the discussion inside. She hesitated to put her hand on the door knob. Inside the room, her father was speaking with General Ironwood.

Jacques: I'm not talking about the good of my company; I'm talking about the good of Atlas, our entire Kingdom!

Ironwood: That is a load of garbage and you know it.

Weiss opened the door and peered in.

Jacques: I beg your pardon?!

Ironwood: Jacques, will you please, just hear me out?

Jacques placed his glass down on the table roughly.

Jacques: You are a trusted friend and ally to this family, James, but what you're suggesting is absurd!

Ironwood: You are blowing it out of proportion.

Jacques: The council will never agree to it!

Ironwood: You forget, I hold two seats on the council.

Jacques: Your Dust embargo has already cost me millions! I can promise you, I have not forgotten!

Ironwood: So this is about you.

Weiss had come into the room, and watched to two men awkwardly while the door shut behind her. She startled at the sound while James and Jacques turned and looked at her.

Ironwood: Miss Schnee! My apologies. I should have been gone by now.

Weiss: It ...it's okay.

Ironwood: We'll continue this at another time.

Jacques: Indeed. Klein can show you out.

Ironwood: Don't worry, I know the way.

Weiss stepped aside so that Ironwood could reach the door. He turned and looked at her father.

Ironwood: Until next time, Jacques.

Jacques solemnly nodded back at Ironwood, who turned back to Weiss.

Ironwood: Please know, you'll always have a home at Atlas Academy, Miss Schnee. We'll be back in session before you know it.

With that, Ironwood left.

Jacques: Did you forget your manners while you were away?

He turned and walked to his desk as Weiss looked annoyed at the comment but calmed down with a sigh.

Weiss: No, Father. I'm sorry.

Jacques: Can you believe there are still people in the world that blame Atlas for what happened to Beacon? To Vale?

Weiss: Well, they weren't there.

Weiss began walking across the room to stand before his desk.

Jacques: It's a wonder Ironwood wasn't stripped of his rank. It's almost as ridiculous as them giving those space lizards a second chance literally after everything that happened.

Weiss tried her best not to lose her temper from that comment as Jacques finally sat down, swinging the seat so that his back was to Weiss.

Jacques: I suppose the council trusts him, for better or worse.

Weiss: I trust him.

Jacques sighed before turning toward Weiss.

Jacques: Thanks to him, Atlas is forbidden from exporting Dust to other Kingdoms. "A precautionary measure," as he puts it, "until we're certain no one is going to declare war". How anyone could possibly find that to be sound logic is beyond me.

Weiss blinked at her father, clearly uncomfortable.

Jacques: Which is why the Schnee Dust Company will be holding a charity concert in the coming weeks.

Weiss looked up at him in surprise.

Jacques: We need to show the people of Remnant that we are on their side. That we are all victims of the fall of Beacon.

Weiss: That's ...wonderful news.

Jacques: I know. And I think it would make a lot of people happy if you performed at the event.

Weiss: Excuse me?

Jacques: Many forget that you were there. My own daughter, a Schnee, on the grounds, defending another Kingdom! We need to remind them! And we need to show them that the Schnee family is just as strong as ever!

Weiss: Are you asking me if I'd like to sing, or telling me?

Jacques leaned forward and made a tent with the fingers of his hand as he meaningfully gazed at Weiss.

Jacques: I think it would make a lot of people happy.

Weiss Sighed.

Weiss: I'll start practicing.

Jacques: That's ...my girl.

Weiss shut the door to her father's office and turned to find the butler waiting for her with a tray.

Klein: Hot coffee, Miss Schnee? I always find he keeps his study dreadfully cold.

Weiss took the mug off of the tray with a smile.

Weiss: Thank you, Klein.

Klein: You know what I think?

Klein lifted the tray to cover his face before dropping it dramatically as he leaned forward toward Weiss making a less-than-formal face, his brown eyes having turned red. He then spoke in an accent with a gruff voice.

Klein: I think it's to balance out all his hot air.

Weiss' eyes widened in delight and she turned and looked over her shoulder at the closed office door. She turned back to Klein with a giggled.

Weiss: Klein!

The two giggled together before he faked a sneeze, and his eye turned blue and spook back in his regular voice.

Klein: Uh, apologies, madam.

Klein pretended to sneeze again. Weiss giggled merrily, hiding her smile behind her hand. Klein wiggled his mustache and looks up. His eyes turn yellow.

Klein: Ah, there's my happy little snowflake.

Weiss breathed a sigh that released some weight off her shoulders, and she gave the butler a genuine grin.

Weiss: Thank you, Klein.

(Back to Ruby).

Ruby woke up for the day from another nightmare but also due to the sound of a sword being drawn. Not just that, but she heard a familiar voice.

Pyrrha: Jaune.

Ruby sat up and looked around. There were little will-o-the-wisps floating around, looking very similar to a few white circles in one of Ruby's dreams. The campfire was still burning but had died down. Ren and Nora were asleep while their weapons were once again at their sides. Jaune's sleeping bag, however, was empty. Through the trees beyond Jaune's sleeping bag, Pyrrha's voice could still be heard, but it was muffled.

Pyrrha: Alright, Jaune, just like we practiced. Follow these instructions.

Two of the words were louder and echo like in Ruby's dreams, making it sound like Pyrrha was saying "Follow me". Ruby got up and walked toward the voice. She took a moment to play with one of the wisps as she looked around, uncertain. Moving forward, she spotted something and her mouth falls open. Gazing with concern, Ruby moved next to a tree and watches from there. A slight distance in front of Ruby, but facing away, Jaune drew his sword. He posed with it and the shield, before dropping his shoulders and turning to his right. His Scroll was set up on a stump.

Pyrrha: Alright, Jaune, just like we practiced. Follow these instructions. Shield up.

Jaune lifted his shield so that only his eyes up are not protected.

Pyrrha: Keep your grip tight.

Jaune tightened his hand on Crocea Mors.

Pyrrha: Don't forget to keep your front foot forward.

Jaune hadn't forgotten and didn't need to move.

Pyrrha: Ready? Go.

Jaune stepped forward with the sword, cutting at the air and making a fighting cry.

Pyrrha: Again!

Jaune moved forward with his other foot, again slashing the air and releasing a cry.

Pyrrha: And again.

Jaune spun in a circle, putting a lot of feeling and effort into his next cry and slash. It had cost him a bit, and he panted.

Pyrrha: Okay. Now assuming you aren't cheating, we can take a break.

Jaune stood upright and let his head fall forward a bit, closing his eyes.

Pyrrha: I know this can be frustrating...

Jaune turned toward Pyrrha's recorded image on his Scroll.

Pyrrha: ...and it can feel like so much effort to progress such a small amount, but I want you to know that I'm proud of you. I've never met someone so determined to better themselves. You've grown so much since we started training. And I know this is just the beginning.

Pyrrha turned her head, struggling with her thoughts for a moment.

Pyrrha: Jaune, I....I...

Jaune took a step closer to his Scroll. Pyrrha, within the recorded image, found the words and confidence, placing her hands over her heart as she speaks.

Pyrrha: I want you to know that I'm just happy to be a part of your life. I'll always be here for you, Jaune.

The Scroll rewinded the video of Pyrrha without being touched. Jaune stood before it, holding Crocea Mors, his head down.

Pyrrha: Alright, Jaune, just like we practiced. Follow these instructions. Shield up.

Jaune sighed in pain before belatedly re-following the instructions.

Pyrrha: Keep your grip tight. Don't forget to keep your front foot forward. Ready? Go.

Jaune resumed the exercise. Ruby watched with pained eyes before turning away.

Pyrrha: Again. And again.

Jaune made one extra fighting cry and slashed.

A/N: "Sad Sigh"............yep.