One week had passed since the torture of Roman Torchwick and the information that was requested was never given. However, some was received. Information about two cohorts of Torchwick`s. Emerald Sustrai and Mercury Black. The first of the two was now being brought in for questioning. Emerald was sitting in the same chair that once held Torchwick. Professor Ozpin now walked in the room with his green bag of tools and sat across from Emerald.

"Hello Miss Sustrai. How are you today? Did you sleep well?"

The green-haired girl glared at the stone faced teacher with a burning hatred.

"I know what you did to Roman. No need to beat around the bush. I know what's coming!"

"Ah but you do not."

Ozpin leaned down to a microphone and keyed it in.

"Send in the pupil. Yes Miss Sustrai it is now the time in the lesson that the students begin to show what they have learned. Now, I will merely be supervising. Making sure things don't get, shall we say out of hand."

The door opened and the first student stepped it.

"Uummm... Professor? What am I doing here?"

"Ah Mister Arc. How nice of you to join us. You will be administering the interrogation today with Miss Sustrai here."

"What do you mean!? I cant tor- interrogate someone! That's crazy!"

"I understand your concerns but time is sort. Now, we have already restrained her. Just begin. Miss Sustrai. Who is the Machine?"

She stared at him and wondered what he would allow the you boy to do. And then began to wonder what the young boy could do. His kindhearted nature what evident by the way he responded to instruction. The blonde boy unsheathed his sword and jerked it across Emeralds leg leaving a long cut. The blood squirted and landed on his face. He whipped his face with his hand and starred at it for a moment. He then licked his lips and tasted blood for the first time. Then the madness began to rise behind his eyes.

He broke out in a flurry of swings leaving cut after cut on the girls body. When he began to slow he then leaned in close and said in a voice that did not belong to him:

"You have more blood on your hands then I do. I suppose its time you answer for it!"

Jaune ran over the Ozpin`s bag, gathered small knives and stabbed her in her hands and feet. He then rummaged through the bag until he found a large box. Upon opening the box he found two rods connected by wires to the box itself which had a collapsible crank on the side. Jaune began to turn the crank and a whine was produced by the rods as they charged. He then shoved the rods forcefully into Emeralds abdomen and laughed hysterically. The strength of the shock was so intense it caused her to loose control over her muscles and she began to shake and spasm. The pain came later at such a magnitude that all she could do was scream. He charged the rods again and held them to her chest. The marks that where left in her flesh where that of the Schnee Dust Company Who created this device for military usage.

Ozpin put his hand on Jaune to stop him so that Ozpin could continue questioning, but Jaune broke away. Slicing and shocking the girl with such sheer force that she could no longer form words. Then, Jaune got an idea.

"Alright, if you wont talk, you don't need a tongue!"

Jaune reached for the rusty scalpel that lay on the table but was intercepted by a strike to the face by a cane.

"Jaune. That is enough. We can take it from here. Professor Goodwitch would you please-"

"No! Wait no. Let her.. Just let her suffer a bit.. She... Probably deserves it.. I think."

Jaune was then excused out of the room and walked down the hall. His clothes smelled of burning flesh and where stained with blood. He rounded the corner and saw his friends all looking with tears in their eyes. They all parted to either side revealing Pyrrha. Jaune`s eyes locked with hers and he fell to the floor in a fit of hysterics. The loud sobbing was mixed with vomiting and seemed endless.

From the room, the students heard the Professor say one final thing.

"We will pick up where we left off tomorrow. With Miss Weiss Schnee. Sweet Dreams children."