RWBY Origins: ORGS

Chapter Six: RoseWick

The next morning came early; six o’ clock in the morning to be exact. Glynda Goodwitch had taken it upon herself to wake everyone up before the sun rose so that they would be prepared for classes at nine.

“I thought it was the leader’s job to wake everyone up.” Roman complained as he got out of bed.

Glynda raised her eyebrow at Roman, “Mr. Ozpin, do you typically sleep with your hat on?” she ogled at his hat which was sitting upon a bed of frizzly red hair after a night of restless sleep.

Roman narrowed his eyes, “It’s Mr. Torchwick, and I got a cold draft from the other side of the room last night so I had to dress warmly.” He nodded towards Glynda’s side of the room. It was an effective way of getting her off of his case. Roman didn’t trust her because he didn’t want her to tell Summer about his ears. With a huff Glynda left the room and never brought up the bowler hat again.

After hours of tired waiting their first class finally arrived at nine. The students walked into the large lecture hall and scattered about the room. Ambrose, of course, wound up sitting in a far corner while Glynda sat in the front row next to Summer and Qrow. Roman took a seat next to a green haired boy who couldn’t seem to keep his eyes open and he was silently wishing that he could fall asleep as well. Suddenly, he noticed that the teacher was his mother. Was there anything she didn’t do at this school?

She gently tapped the desk to get everyone’s attention. “Welcome to History class, students. I will be your teacher this semester until we might find a more permanent replacement.” Mrs. Ozpin said in a clear voice that was heard all around the classroom. A huge snore interrupted her speech however, which prompted a big laugh from the surrounding students. Roman was glad his ears were covered by his hat because the green haired boy sitting next to him had fallen fast asleep and was the source of the noise. Emily Ozpin smiled, walked up to the boy and shook him awake. He was thoroughly startled and didn’t seem to realize that he was in class.

“Having trouble keeping awake, Bartholomew?” Emily asked.

The boy nodded, a little embarrassed.

“Might I suggest a small cup of coffee?” Out of nowhere it seemed Mrs. Ozpin whipped out a Beacon mug filled with fresh smelling coffee and placed it in front of the boy. He was hesitant at first, but after taking a sip he began to smile. She patted him on the back and continued on with her lecture.

“Today’s lesson is about the Grimm. The creatures of Grimm, to be exact, are dangerous beasts that prowl the outer borders of our kingdoms and in recent years their population has grown immensely.” Mrs. Ozpin began as she made her way back down to her desk.

Glynda raised her hand, “Because of the Grimm Breeders.”

“The what?” Roman asked from the row above her.

A look of sorrow came across Emily Ozpin’s face, “As some of you may know, the tradition of breeding Grimm has been a dark business for years now. About a decade ago money was tight and many of the poor were suffering a great loss. This was a time when many souls were corrupted and a handful of people came up with the idea that they might be able to sell Grimm attacks on an area if they were offered the right amount of money. Naturally, some families bought into this idea and those who were bent on revenge against a town or a city paid the Grimm Breeders to arrange attacks. For the first few years, people assumed that these attacks were just naturally caused, but one day the older Grimm, the Grimm that had been used for breeding, figured out a way to get out of the cages they hated so desperately. The Grimm retaliated against those who had used them for so long and many of the Grimm Breeders died that day. Now, the Grimm run free, thousands more than should have been created. That is why huntsmen and huntresses are so important at this time. The world needs capable people like you to defend the innocent against the harsh and cruel. The world needs pure souls and strong hearts, something I think you all can accomplish.”

That afternoon, Ambrose and Roman decided to go to the library to study since Glynda was going to do schoolwork in the dorm room and demanded absolute silence from Roman, something that was definitely not going to happen. Ambrose found a book on Grimm that he found fascinating and Roman instantly became bored and found himself thinking about the Vytal festival and the upcoming dance. He propped his feet up on the desk he was sitting at and leaned back in his chair precariously. Ambrose eyed him warily from the next desk over.

“You’re going to get yourself hurt if you keep sitting like that.” Ambrose said, looking up.

“Don’t be a nag, Ambrose.” Roman sighed, taking his feet off the desk.

“I’m not a nag, I just worry about you.” Ambrose said, furrowing his eyebrows.

“Speaking of worry, I’m trying to figure out how to ask Summer to the dance. Should I give her some flowers or something?” Roman asked.

You’re going to be the one getting flowers for your grave if you try to outwit Qrow.” Ambrose cautioned.

“Pfft, come on you know I’m smarter than that brute with the gardening tool.” Roman said.

“You may be smarter, but he’s got about one hundred pounds of muscle on you, you can’t deny.”

“Summer will go to the dance with me whether her brother likes it or not.” Roman said defiantly.

“Roman, when are you going to stop being so selfish?” Ambrose asked.

“What do you mean by that?” Roman rose sharply and put a hand on the back of Ambrose’s chair, his eyes narrowed.

“You have a thing about always getting what you want and if it isn’t given to you willingly-

“Are you calling me a thief?” Roman’s voice grew louder and impatient with every word.

Suddenly, Ambrose stood and Roman was at a misfortune since his brother towered above him and he was no longer as menacing as he was a second ago. The look on Ambrose face said that he had had enough. The two silently stared malevolently into each other’s eyes.

“Roman, you are my brother and I would never question your integrity, but I just don’t want to see you get hurt because you are the most important person in my life and you know it.”

Roman still looked at him spitefully, trying to come up with the most scathing comment he could. Finally he spoke the words he thought would hurt Ambrose the most. “I’m not your brother.”

Roman left before Ambrose could reply and left the black haired boy standing in the library with a very concerned, grown up expression on his face.

Glynda was sitting on her bed deeply immersed in the stack of homework in front of her, when a knock came on the door and Summer Rose entered. Glynda looked up and smiled.

“On time as usual Summer,” Glynda stated, “Ready to study while the boys are gone?”

“I see you’ve already started.” Summer said, observing the pile of books that Glynda had stacked neatly at the edge of the bed. “Actually, before we start I wanted to talk to you about something.”

Glynda waved her riding crop and the stacks of homework drifted over to the nightstand, creating a space for Summer to sit on the bed. She politely sat down next to her friend.

Summer sighed, “I really want to go to the dance with Roman.”

Glynda made a disbelieving expression, “Has he asked you already?”

“Well, no,” Summer said hesitantly. “but I hope he will…and yet…I don’t.”

“Because of Qrow?” Glynda asked, though it was more of a statement.

Summer nodded. “Like I’ve said before, I don’t want anyone to get hurt, but I am tired of being the helpless little sister. I mean it’s not like I can’t take care of myself.” She gestured to the holsters on her hips. They contained dual wield, dust powered whips. “What should I do, Glynda?”

“Honestly, I would tell Qrow what you told me and that Roman is taking you to the dance whether he likes it or not.”

“Really?” Summer asked.

“I said I would not you. You would wind up getting Roman killed…not that I’d mind.” Glynda said.

“Oh come on, Glynda he’s not that bad. He may be a bit difficult but he seems incredibly sweet.”

Summer slowly rose from the bed and walked to the door. Glynda’s eyes followed her, the doubtful expression still planted firmly on her face.

“I thought we were going to study.” Glynda said as Summer opened the door.

“I already finished all of my homework before I got here, I just needed some time to talk,” Summer explained. Glynda gaped, she still had tons of studying to do and Summer had somehow already finished? “I think I’m going to get a second opinion though.” Summer said as she closed the door, leaving Glynda in her mountain of books.

Taiyang sat at the edge of his bed, writing thoughtfully in his journal. He had some ideas he wanted to write down, but as he wrote his mind began to drift to Summer Rose. Qrow definitely seemed happier now that he would be dating his sister and barely showed signs of worry anymore, but he knew that Summer would be no easy prize to win. He sighed at the thought and looked over at James Ironwood who was currently reading a weapons magazine. Qrow was absent from the room because he had decided to take a walk by himself down to the courtyard and maybe do some training in the Emerald Forest with Raven. Suddenly, there came a knock on the door. Taiyang cocked his head. He put down his journal and walked to the door. He opened it and was surprised to see the orange haired boy who had been talking to Summer the other day in the courtyard. The stranger peeked around Taiyang’s shoulder and scanned the room.

“Uh, Qrow isn’t here is he?” the boy asked.

“No, he just stepped out for a walk, but-

“Good,” the boy said, slipping past Taiyang and barging into the dorm room. “We need to talk.”

“Uh…” Taiyang wasn’t sure if this boy intended to harm him or not, but he was pretty sure what the subject matter was.

“Oh, I’m sorry where are my manners, the name’s Roman,” the orange haired boy said, shaking Taiyang’s hand.

“Taiyang,” he replied. He was still a little uncertain about this boy and spoke slowly and carefully.

“Oh, I know who you are. You’re Summer’s closest friend besides Glynda…and I really didn’t want to talk to her about this thing.”

“How did you know that I was Summer’s friend?” Taiyang inquired with an uneasy frown.

“I eavesdropped…don’t ask. Summer’s on her way here now so I don’t have much time.” Roman looked at the clock on the wall before speaking again. “You know Summer best and I need some advice on asking her to the dance.”

“Oh,” Taiyang said. He tried to hide his disappointment, but he expected that something like this might happen. “Well…she likes flowers…and jewelry.”

“Flowers and jewelry, ok, I can do that,” Roman said to himself. Then, he looked over at Ironwood and a sly expression came across his face. Taiyang was debating whether he should throw out the intruder. Roman walked over to the pristine young boy and plopped down beside him on the bed jolting the magazine right out of his hands.

“Soooo, your dad’s a general huh?” Roman started, patting the boy on the back in a sporting manner.

“Yes…” Ironwood replied hesitantly.

“Ya know who just looooves military men? Glynda Goodwitch.” Roman prodded.

“Really? You mean that really pretty blonde girl?” Ironwood perked up.

“You bet! And do you know that she happens to be on my team?” Roman stated. “I bet she’d just be tickled if you asked her to the Vytal dance.”

“I thought Glynda didn’t want anything to do with the dance.” Taiyang butted in.

“Oh, you know how girls are, always changing their minds.” Roman shrugged; a playful grin still on his face. Suddenly, his eyes lit up like an animal that had just sensed something. “Summer’s coming…no time to talk gotta go, bye!” And just as suddenly as he had come he was gone in an instant.

Taiyang and James exchanged confused looks before a second knock came on the door. Taiyang opened the door for the second time that afternoon and sure enough found Summer Rose posed behind it, ready to knock again.

“Hey Taiyang, could we talk for a moment?” Summer asked in her quiet voice.

“Seems like you’re the advice expert today, huh Taiyang?” James commented as he reached over the edge of his bed to grab the weapons magazine.

Summer shot Taiyang a confused look, but he shrugged dismissively. “What did you want to talk about?” he asked as he invited her courteously into the dorm room, closing the door behind him.

“It’s about this boy I met the other day, his name is Roman,” Summer began as she sat down at the edge of the bed. Taiyang sat down right next to her. “It’s just…I think I like him.”

“You just met him yesterday,” Taiyang said, trying to sound reasonable. “You’ve gone from Patch to Vale in fifteen years and never paid any attention to any of the boys there.”

“Yeah, but he’s different. There’s something about him that...I don’t know.” Summer sighed and placed her head in her hands.

“Look, if you’re worried that you don’t have a chance with him you shouldn’t be, you are the most beautiful girl at Beacon and despite what your brother thinks you can stand well on your own against any beast whether it’s Grimm or human.” Taiyang hadn’t realized it, but over the course of the conversation he had scooted closer and closer to Summer and now their legs were touching as they sat right beside each other. Summer smiled up at him, which made his heart flutter.

“You always know what to say, Taiyang.” She said brightly. For a moment, the two stared into each other’s eyes and he found himself lost in her moonlight silver eyes glistening with youthful hope. He felt himself leaning in, drawn towards her entrancing gaze. Then, all of a sudden, she stood, the moment lost to her. Taiyang blinked and shook his head, bringing him back to reality. He knew that he didn’t have a chance with Summer. Even with Qrow backing him up, he was still on the losing side.

“Well, I’d better go,” Summer said. Taiyang got up and walked her to the door; it was the closest he’d probably ever get to walking her home after a date. “We have our first training session in the Emerald Forest tomorrow so we’ll need our rest.” She said. Taiyang nodded absentmindedly, trying not to let his hurt feelings show. He politely closed the door after she left and then banged his head against it. Ironwood took no notice of this and continued to read his magazine, happily planning how he would ask Glynda Goodwitch to the dance.

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