Beacon Academy, one of the best, if not, THE best place to pursue your career as a Huntsman or Huntress. Though as the best school there is, they only accept the best, therefore, it's also one of the hardest academies to be accepted in.
Though only some are accepted into the academy, and those who are accepted into the academy can expect rigorous training sessions, near-impossible exams, and hard-to-stay-awake classes.
Though there are some who have made it through that, and those who have, have become legends in their own regard. One of those legends is a man with gray hair, spectacles over his thin brown eyes, along with sharp facial features. He wore a black suit with a green undershirt that went with his dark green pants and scarf. This man was known as Professor Ozpin, the Headmaster of Beacon Academy.
Hmm, there are quite a few applicants this time around. It's going to be hard to pick which ones will be the best of the best. All of them have amazing scores. Ozpin thought to himself.
Ozpin was currently sipping on his cup of coffee as he was picking out the first years for Beacon Academy until he suddenly felt a surge of power rush through him.
Ozpin stood from his chair, not expecting the sudden rush of energy. What was that? There shouldn't be anyone who is able to generate that much energy. Ozpin thought to himself.
The head master closed his eyes and started to sweep the area for any signs of life, or rather any signs of unfamiliar life.
I've felt that energy before. Once long ago. Though how exactly did one of them get here, or rather who was the one who even brought them here to begin with? The headmaster asked himself.
Let's see if we can't find these mysterious strangers. Ozpin thought to himself, accessing the cameras of Beacon academy.
He then started to look on all of Beacon Academy's cameras: mess hall, living quarters east section, west section, north section, south section, the classrooms, he went through every camera until he stopped on the camera that showed the fields that were just outside of Beacon. There, he saw a boy, no older than sixteen, laying on the field unconscious with some sort of sword next to him. He then began to check the security footage of all the cameras, only to find nothing, the boy was nowhere in sight.
It's almost as if he just appeared out of nowhere. Ozpin thought to himself. He began to look at the past security footage of the camera that was in the fields outside of Beacon Academy. Nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary, until a ball of light soon blinded the camera's field of view.
When the light faded, the boy was there, right next to the sword on the ground.
Is it one of their powers? If so then why does a boy no older than sixteen have such a power at his disposal? Ozpin asked. I need to see this for myself. Though I doubt Ms. Goodwitch would be too happy if I just left my office when there are papers to be looked at. He thought to himself as he pulled out his scroll and dialed a number onto the screen.
"Hello? Oh, Professor Ozpin, I didn't expect to get a call from you. Have you decided which students will be attending our school?" The women on the other side said. The women had bright blond hair tied into a bun and green eyes through a pair of oval shaped glasses.
She wore a long-sleeved dress shirt with a black business skirt, black-brown leggings, a tattered cape with the inside being purple, and a pair of black boots with brown heels. This was Glynda Goodwitch, the combat instructor for the students of the Academy.
"No Glynda, I'm still picking out the first year students. I called you because I wanted you to watch over my office."
"If I may ask, why do you need me to watch over your office?" She asked.
"I need to check on something." Ozpin said with a serious tone. Glynda noticed the tone of his voice and nodded in agreement.
"Okay, I'll watch over the office, but as soon as you come back, I want you to finish picking out the first years. The first day of school starts in a week, so we need to be prepared."
"Thank you, Glynda, I'll try to be as quick as possible with this. I will pick out the rest of the first years when I'm done." Ozpin said in a satisfied tone. The connection cut off as the call ended.
Ozpin picked up his cane and his coffee mug and made his way towards the elevator.
"Whatever that energy was, only time will tell if it will lead to a miracle or a catastrophe." He said to himself.
Meanwhile, the blonde haired witch herself was trying to contemplate possible reasons for Ozpin to temporarily leave his duties.
What in the world could have grabbed Ozpin's attention? Glynda asked herself as she closed the scroll back up.
Hmm, perhaps I can see if I can sense what the headmaster was sensing. The witch thought to herself, closing her eyes and sensing for any known forms of life around the area.
After a few moments, Glynda eventually found two aura's that she did not recognize.
One was rather simple, it was the average level of aura that a person can obtain in their life. Though the other one was what caught her attention the most.
What in the world?! Who's aura could that be?! I've never sensed such a high level of aura, not even from Ozpin! She said to herself.
What in gods name is going on? The witch asked herself.
Where did they even come from? How exactly were they able to get past our security? Glynda asked herself, each question just raising even more questions.
Could it be one of the enemies that Ozpin was talking about? Have they come for the Maiden and its relic? The woman asked herself.
... Well, if Ozpin is taking care of it, I suppose that he will determine whether or not they are a threat to the schools and its students. The witch said to herself.
Though I should keep my guard up. If they were just able to appear like that then I don't doubt that they could cause trouble for us in the near future. She said to herself.
I should get going. The headmaster requested that I watch over his office, and watch over I shall. Glynda thought as she started to walk out of her office.
I should also clean it while I'm there. Ozpin was never good at organizing things. She thought...