@Chickn@Delta44@DiZL ReloadeD@rechonq@Princeofhearts@Polaris North@OneWayOut@Thundercrash@PatrickDrummer@ShadolordHumanity, such a fickle species. No matter what obstacles come their way, they find a way around it. Whether they use their knowledge, weapons, or their unwillingness to give up. So they thrive on the knowledge that they can overcome anything. However, all their victories were preplanned. You see, life is like a game of chess. You send your weak pawns to be sacrificed so your opponent thinks they have the upper hand. All the while you build your army to strike them in their state of bliss. All your victories, all your accomplishments mean nothing when you lay on the ground gasping your last breath.
You now walk through the valley of the shadow of death, but you do not yet know it. For you see: I’ve sown the seeds of your destruction. I’ll destroy the sin that corrupts this world either by death or by other means. And once you see what’s knocking on your door, you’ll not have the means to deal with it. This is the end of the corruption and the beginning of the cure. Humanity will see what lies ahead of it and wish for mercy, wish to be spared, and I’ll look down from the mountain of corpses and whisper, “No”
So bring your hunters, your huntresses and your technology with you, for they will not help you. My plan has already been planted and once you realize it: you’ll be on the ground gasping your very last breath. My plan has been in root ever since you crawled from the dust and it will end when you return to dust.Ozpin stood on the stage of the auditorium looking out at all the students that had either entered Beacon for the first time or where returning for their next year of training. He took a deep breath and cleared his throat that echoed around the large room.
“Welcome to Beacon new students,” Ozpin said before he continued, “and welcome back to any of you who have returned.” Ozpin adjusted his glasses and placed his right hand over his left hand that was resting on his cane.
“You all are the next generation of Hunters and Huntresses. Your contribution to the future starts here at Beacon. Each and every one of you comes from all facts of life: Human, Faunus, rich, poor. However, you all have one goal in mind: to protect this world from the looming darkness that threatens it. Weather it’s the White Fang or the Grimm,” Ozpin said before he began to walk around the large stage and continue, “Your road to become a Hunter or Huntress will be hard and trivial, but know you’re not alone.” He stopped in the middle of the stage.
“The person next to you, in front of you, behind you. Will be on the same path and even though you may be separated in teams of four, know that everyone in this room is family. So use their strength when yours diminishes, use their power when yours has been taken, and use their courage when yours runs out. You all are the future of this world and as such it is your duty to protect it,” Ozpin said before raising a hand to stop anyone from clapping.
“However, you will not simply be going in blind. Beacon has a team of instructors to help you on your journey and I’d like to introduce them. rRemember, they were once in your shoes and are now successful Hunters and Huntresses,” Ozpin said before the first instructor walked out onto the stage.
“First I’d like to introduce your battle strategy instructor: Jaune Arc,” Ozpin said. Jaune stood on the stage and looked a little uncomfortable, but he forced a smile and waved at the students.
“Next I’d like to introduce your Semblance instructor: Glynda Goodwitch,” Ozpin said while Glynda walked on to stage and stood next to Jaune who seemed even more uncomfortable then he was when he walked out.
“Next we have you’re your instructor on Grimm: Drake Darko,” Ozpin said. A man in his late 30’s walked out on stage wearing a black suit with a red. Atop his head was a top hat and as he walked out, his cane tapped on the hard wood floor of the stage. The way he walked, it seemed he didn’t need the cane. He smiled at Glynda before he turned to the students, took off his top hat, and bowed.
“Your instructor on Dust: Weiss Schnee,” Ozpin said as Weiss walked out and stood next to Drake. She seemed a little uneasy next to him while Drake seemed to not notice her.
“And finally, your Instructor for the history of Remnant,” Ozpin said before he walked over to Weiss and stood next to her and added, “You all are dismissed. Tonight you’ll all sleep in the ball room; however, there will be a welcoming party in the cafeteria in an hour. I do hope to see you all there.” The auditorium was filled with the sounds of clapping before it died down and everyone flied out of the auditorium.
Seth yawned and stretched as he popped some joints in his right hand, “Geez, the old man knows how to make a speech boring.” Seth looked around and was able to escape the crowd that now stood outside the auditorium.
I’ve got an hour before the party; I think that should be enough time for a nap. Seth thought as he searched around for a place to sleep. he spotted a tree near the water fountain and headed towards it. the tree's shadow loomed over the grass as Seth sat against the trunk.
"A little nap should do me good before the party," Seth said before he settled in and added, "If I go that is, too many people might trigger my Semblance and that wouldn't be good."
