"Watch closely students as I demonstrate how to effectively gather information in the most reasonable way possible."

After weaseling his way around General Ironwood, Professor Ozpin got audience with the most valuable prisoner that the Atlas Maximum Security Prison held within. Roman Torchwick was an evil man, But The Headmaster had his doubts about his true role in the venture. Ozpin gathered two groups of first year students as to show them the proper method involved with interrogating the enemy. The eight students, Teams RWBY and JNPR, stood behind one way glass as Ozpin walked around the wall and into the room that held Roman. The Headmaster walked in and set a plate of cookies and a mug of coffee down on the small table that lay between him and the criminal.

"What is this shit? Do you really think, you can make me talk, with COOKIES!?"

Roman broke into a raucous fit of laughter then settled down to glare at the teacher.

"Honestly Oz, if I can call you that, I really don't have the info that you want to know."

Ozpin adjusted his glasses and took a sip of the coffee he had brought. Never taking his gaze off of Roman he reached down and put a bag on the table.

"Mister Torchwick. We have not had many run-ins but I can tell you are a formidable adversary. However. I do not think you are the architect behind this event. This is a cavalcade of desolation that could only be thought of by someone with true purpose. a dedicated reason. You however, seem to be but a cog in a much larger machine. So I ask you now. Who is the machine?"

The man in the white suit shrugged at the question and rolled his eyes.

"Its me. No buts about it."

Ozpin took a step back and stared at the floor. Knowing what must be done.

"It is time to begin instruction."

In what seemed like a flash Ozpin had Roman pinned against the wall with a knife at his throat. the look of arrogance in Roman`s eyes was replaced by genuine terror. He had not expected the teacher to go this far. But how far is he willing to go?

"Who is the machine Mister Torchwick?"

"I told you. It`s me."

"So I see..."

In one quick motion the knife was stabbed into Roman`s shoulder and then stuck into his left leg. Ozpin walked over to his bag again and retrieved his cane. Back behind the glass where the students. Watching in horror as their class took place.

Roman, tied to his chair, was now seething in deep pain at the dull knife jabbed in his leg. Looking down to see the small amounts of blood coming out of the wound. Ozpin walked back over to the wall where the criminal was sitting and groaning.

"Some say Mister Torchwick, that torture is an art form. That those skilled in the art, have the best vision of any artist. The colors, so real. The motions, so fluent. Who is the machine?"

Roman remained silent and glared at Ozpin. Plotting his revenge.

Ozpin took the cane and stabbed its blunt wooden end into Roman`s shoulder with such force that it stabbed all the way through the flesh, bone, and muscle. The screaming that was produced after this strike shall never be matched. The sheer amount of pain would cause most others to pass out or even perish. Roman however, stood fast and gave not even an inch

"Do I enjoy my art? No. Am I skilled? Yes."

Without even flinching Ozpin grabbed two pens out of his pocket and stabbed them through Roman`s feet. causing him to scream even louder. The young girl Ruby Rose was now hiding her face in the shoulder of her sister Yang. Sobbing uncontrollably at the scene she is witnessing. Even the strong-willed likes of Nora where shaken by the display.

"I never wanted this." Said Blake Belladonna, whose actions led to the capture of Roman.

"You where fully prepared to kill him." Said Weiss

"Yes but death is more merciful than torture such as this!"

Back in the interrogation room, more blades where stabbed into Roman. Leaving him looking like a pin cushion. The knives where removed from Roman`s legs and the wounds cleaned.

"I borrowed these from one of the students accompanying me today. Thank you Mister Lie Ren for volunteering the use of your weapons for this demonstration."

Behind the glass, Ren patted himself down for his Stormflowers and could not find them.

Professor Ozpin took the weapons and stabbed the blades into the legs of roman.

"Who is the machine?" Ozpin said calmly.

"Still.. Me... Asshat..." Roman said while fighting through the pain of the razor sharp dust coated blades slicing through his thighs.

Ozpin then reached down and pulled the triggers on the guns and sent bullets flying. Grazing the sides of Roman`s torso while simultaneously inflicting even greater pain on his legs. Roman, now practically howling from pain, screamed out as if calling someone.

"SURE COULD GO FOR SOME ICE CREAM RIGHT ABOUT NOW!"

Just then, a familiar pink space-time distortion appeared in the room with Torchwick and Ozpin. Ozpin reached his hand inside and pulled a young girl out by her throat.

"I've heard of you. But I must know, have you heard of me?"

Without so much as a second thought, Ozpin slammed Neo against the table and poured the blazing coffee on her eyes. Blinding her. He then covered her mouth with his ascot and caused her to pass out.

"Now then Mister Torchwick. Shall we continue?"

"Ya know. I really don't know how much more I can take. Honestly, I`ll probably die before you get any info out of me."

"Fair point Sir. Oh Glynda. Will you come assist me please?"

Glynda Goodwitch then walked into the small gray room and stared at the mess that was made.

"Glynda. Would you please have the students restrain the girl then come back here? I need your help with something."

Goodwitch took Neo out into the hall where she was put into a char, blindfolded, and tied. Goodwitch then returned to the torture room where Ozpin whispered orders into her ear. She then nodded and stepped back. With a wave of her riding crop, the room was cleaned, the torture tools sanitized and put away, and Roman`s physical wounds healed.

"Thank you Glynda. Take the students home and give them a weeks worth of class leave. They have learned enough for a while."

Ozpin turned to Torchwick and said with a blank face,

"Shall we begin again?"