Yavinus here. This is the second chapter, featuring Bolin Hori. I hope you enjoy it.

As always, RWBY doesn't belong to me but to "Rooster Teeth"

"Great abilities grants people many chances

Longing for being the best between others

So that you can bring a better future for them"

It was a normal day for Bolin Hori, simple walking at the streets while thinking about Haven Academy. He already passed the exams and he was excited about the future. His friend, Arslan, was also going with him. Maybe they could end up being together at the same team? Hardly, but that didn't stop him for enjoying his walk, until he felt the four presences that were following him through the morning. He knows them too well and while he could end this fast enough, he wanted to have some fun first. Therefore, he simply go along with it and played their childish game and went to an alley, the ones were there were not so many people. At the end, he turned back to face them. He was right. They were the same idiots as always.

He smiled as he saw with his amber eyes the group of thugs in front of him. Four young teenagers, all of them males. They were truly desperate, even after all those years training together at the same Combat Academy; they were still rancorous about not being accept into Haven Academy.

"So let me guess this straight," he young man held his wooden staff with confidence "You plan to take revenge against me, even if I proved to be superior in ability and intelligent that all of you combined, that I deserve to be a huntsman myself, without any kind of strategy or tricks?"

One of the thugs, a teenager taller than the man with the staff, unfolded his scimitar with a wild expression, between anger and happiness.

"Don't be so cocky Bolin…," he began to speak as he watched his sword with pride. "You were always Master's favourite, alongside with your friend, that bimbo of Arslan."

Bolin sighed and made a great effort in not rolling his eyes.

"Look, we all know you can only say that to me and not in front of her. You all know that she could send you to all of you a hospital for weeks, only drinking from a straw."

The young aspirant simple prepared his own stance, waiting for his enemy's strike.

"But I can do that myself, but you know what," a joyful light illuminates his eyes while his smile transform into a smirk. "It's not that hard."

A cry of anger filled the alley as the teen with the sword launched rapidly against him. But Bolin simple blocked the strike easily with his staff, stepping aside and letting the fury of his enemy make the rest. The scimitar guy fell to the ground, almost comically, his face hitting the dirty ground. The amused teenager dind't had time to contemplate his own work of modern art when the three other figures went rushing against him.

One of them, wielding a heavy hammer, tries to cripple him, but his adversary simple dodge, using the ending section of his staff to hit his shoulder. The pain is too much, even with Aura at his disposal, and dropping the weapon before seeing the staff going to the lower part of his body and felling another pain on his legs, falling to the ground, too late to realise his fatal mistake. Bolin faced his two other opponents, one wielding a war axe and the other, a whip. The teen with the weep had great reflexes and rapidly, he extended his weapon, grabbing Bolin's staff, leaving him defenceless. The guy with the axe takes advantage of this and beings to swing his weapon against the still smiling hunter-to-be.

Bolin stepped aside, dodging the attack easily, before grabbing the attacker's arm and hitting his face with his elbow. His opponent fell to the ground too.

The last person standing on the alley watched in awe, but that didn't intimidate him enough. He charged towards Bolin too, while using his staff against his own owner. However, he wasn't worried about this fact, as he simply grabbed the ending of his weapon from the thief's hands and proceeded to hit his chest whit the other ending. He rapidly felled on his own butt, groaning in pain.

"Didn't your mom ever tell you," Bolin lowered his gaze to watch his defeated opponent "to not hit yourself?"

His fallen rival looked at him with fury and tried to attack again with his whip, extending it for a moment, only to feel that something was stopping him from doing so. He slowly turned his head to see another person behind him, grabbing the leather with her right arm. Her face wasn't one of fury, but either of compassion. She rapidly pushed the whip, making his wielder hit the ground and passing out.

Bolin looked at the result of the brief fight and shrugged.

"So Arslan, why didn't came earlier for my help?" he asked while smiling.

The woman looked at him with a curious expression, like the one of a mother catching her child saying an obvious lie.

"I didn't saw that you needed any help, I only wanted to greet you and talk about Haven, only to catch some good old "friends" from the Combat Academy following you," Arslan said while getting closer to Bolin "I saw your performance in combat…passable, you shouldn't talk so much, the enemy could take advantage of that"

Her friend sighed before the two of them goes out of the alley, leaving the four unconscious young men in the ground.

"Look Arslan, I only talked because I knew that these guys weren't a threat, so I provoked them so I could have the upper hand," Bolin explained to the stoic girl "If I wasn't prudent enough, I wouldn't have passed the exams, you know?"

His friend gave him a serious expression before talking.

"From now on until the next week we will have to prepare to go to Haven, don't forget about that," she says before parting ways. "and be careful"

Bolin gives her a small smiled before going to his own home. Maybe mom prepared his favourite dish in celebration, he couldn't wait for it.

Author Notes: As you can see, this is my first RWBY featuring the side characters of Volume 3. I took some liberties in some things like the personalities, but I hope that it's well enough. Reviews and constructive criticism is always welcomed.