Hey y'all, its good to be back! I've had some stuff going on as I've previously stated but I'm happy to be back to the story. I will not make promises of a steady or scheduled release, but I will try my best to plan out and write new chapters for y'all's enjoyment. Now with out further ado, let the show begin!

AN: Any band name or song name is being used in a fictitious and parodic manor with only the utmost respect.

"Fucking dickheads…" the redhead muttered under his breath. After his altercation (ass whooping) by Coco he had messaged Dove and Sky to meet Russel and himself at their dorm room for some on the sly medical treatment. Was it too much to expect them to be there as their team leader had requested? Apparently, it was…for the only thing waiting for the two human punching bags was a note and two pill bottles. The note read as follows:

"C, we looked up on the dustnet what to do about the injuries you said you have. Take two painkillers and one Aura supplement every six hours. No alcohol. We will be back at D's mom's house by the time you get back up here. Try not to die, D & S."

After carefully reading the note twice, Cardin crumpled the note up in his hands and tried to slam it into the trash can next to the door. Unfortunately for him, the paper projectile lazily veered off to the right and bounced off the wall. Conceding his second loss of the day, the redhead helped his battered partner into his bed, and fed him his pills before swallowing his own.

He sat down on his own bed and ran his hands over his face before turning to Russel, "I need a smoke. If I leave you alone will you do something retarded like choke to death on your own tongue or drown in the toilet?" Russel who had by now been slowly drifting off to sleep opened one eye, "Fuck you, you soulless ginger faggot. I'd only be so lucky to die and not have to deal with this shitshow you got me involved in…" He paused as he closed his eye and yawned, "I'm taking a nap, just fucking leave you fucking addict." Cardin scoffed as he made his way to the door. He raised his left hand and gave Russel the middle finger, "See you later fuckboi." Making sure he slammed the door behind him, Cardin set off for his smoke spot with a shit eating grin and an ugly purple bruise spreading across his face.

Fifteen minutes later found Cardin standing on his rooftop smoke pit, cigarette hanging from his lips, ear buds in blasting one of his favorite bands PowerWulf. He took a long drag and started to sing along with his favorite part, "Resurrection by erection!" He threw up the devil's horns as he flicked off his ash, "When you wake up from the dead and the angels give'n head! Hallelujah, resurrection!" As he headbanged along to the guitar riffs he skillfully played on his air guitar, he noticed he was no longer alone.

Jaune Arc was standing by the door, stone still, and wide eyed. Cardin ceased his metal merrymaking and was about to threatened Jaune with a skull fucking when the blonde continued his tradition of surprising the redhead. Throwing both hands up into the devil's horns, Jaune took a step forward as he began to bang his head. Even without being able to hear the music coming from Cardin's earbuds, Jaune perfectly sang along with the next verse,

"The devil and the maiden,

Prepare for going wild!

The new messiah calling,

The purgatory child!

Before my flesh is fading,

The virgin has a turn!

The third of days we're climbing the point of no return!"

Thoroughly impressed, Cardin overcame his shock and joined right in with the final chorus, "

"Resurrection by erection!

Raise your phallus to the sky and you never die!

It's resurrection by erection!

Raise your bone up to the sky and you never gonna die!

Hallelujah, resurrection!"

After the song ceased the two teens stopped and eyed each other up. Cardin flicked his cig off into the corner with his other dis carded butts, "Damn Jaune. I knew you like some good music but for the most part I thought you listened to like…The Achieve Men or something…" It was then that Jaune punched Carden straight in the dick. This caused the large ginger to fall to his knees, moaning in pain. Stepping back the blonde team leader took a breath, "I'm metal till I die bitch." Cardin just nodded. He wasn't mad, he couldn't be mad, he would have done the same thing. Looking up, Cardin saw Jaune had offered him his hand and took it, rising to his feet, "How taught you how to talk like that Jaundice?" Giving him a wide grin, Jaune replied, "This muscled up ginger I know." Dusting himself off, Cardin scoffed at Jaune, "Kid sounds like a douchebag, you should beat him up." He Jaune stretched his arms over his head as he stepped past Cardin to take in the view, "I just did."

Cardin joined his blonde friend in enjoying the Sunday view and handed him a cigarette. After lighting both of their cancer sticks his gaze turned back to the hills and trees of the landscape surrounding Beacon. Several minutes passed in silence before Cardin spoke, eyes still glued to the forest, "Something bad happened last night after you left man." Jaune nodded his head, "That's actually why I came up here…my scroll got blasted with messages this morning." The blonde cast a sideways glance at the redhead, "It's all nothing but rumors…but the one thing they all had in common was that you put Velvet Scarlatina in the infirmary…" Cardin could have sworn Jaune stopped breathing after he made that statement. It must have taken a lot of courage to come up here and confront his former bully like this. Cardin took his hand and ruffled Jaune's hair, "Though I was the one that took her to the infirmary…I was not the one that hurt her."

Thirty minutes and four cigarettes a piece Cardin had then filled Jaune in on what had transpired since the two had last met. Jaune, for his part, had taken it all very well. He had only uttered, 'What the fuck!' five times. Cardin nodded as he finished his tale, "I'm actually surprised you didn't ask about the bruises earlier." Jaune shrugged as he snuffed out his smoke under his shoe, "Aren't you always that ugly?" The team leaders just laughed. Once their guffawing had ceased Jaune turned serious, "Those rumors I brought up…they are really bad. I mean…what are you gonna do? From what it sounds like, you were actually the good guy for once. No offense big guy." The redhead flipped the blonde off playfully, "None taken." He paused as he toyed with his cigarette butt, pulling it apart, "People wanna talk? Let'em talk. I know what I saw, I know what I did, and nothing is gonna change that." He threw the filter and paper into the wind, watching it drift off towards parts unknown, "I'd rather have everyone pissed off at me then be in a panic because some fucker is drugging girls. Besides, this works out in my favor. Dude doesn't think I'm coming for him." Jaune was taken aback, "What are you taking about?" Cardin clapped Jaune on the shoulders, "Think about it man. I suck at being nice. But what am I really good at?" When Jaune didn't answer, he continued, "Hurting people. What better way to make it up to bunny ears for being a dick to her then by curb stomping the fucker that almost killed her? It's the perfect plan!" Jaune was waiting for the punch line or the 'Got'cha'. When it never came, his face grew pale. "Cardin…are you fucking insane!? You can't just go hunting down some dude!" Cardin gave him a dismissive wave, "We're huntsman brofam. Fuck'n with bad dudes is literally half of our job."

Jaune could see this was going nowhere. A part of him wanted to run to Ozpin's office and have Cardin stopped before he got himself killed. But there was another voice in the back of his mind that was nagging at him, 'He wanted to change…this is how he thinks he can.' Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, Jaune turned his back to his friend and started heading for the stairs. Just as he put his hand on the door knob he called over his shoulder, "Don't get caught…and if you really need help, I'm sure I can find some willing bodies." With that Jaune disappeared into the stairwell and out of Cardin's sight. Cardin laced his fingers together behind his head and whistled to himself, "Boy grew some balls." He turned his gaze back out to the trees and hills, "I've created a monster. What's gonna happen when he can start actually talking to girls!?"

How y'all enjoyed my comeback chapter. I also hope you enjoyed what I interpreted Cardin and Jaune's taste in music to be. Look this up for context: Powerwolf - Resurrection By Erection