"Well this is just fucked!" Yelled Michael angrily, looking around the Forest of Forever Fall, hopelessly lost. "Where the fuck are we?" The rest of Michael's team were all sitting down on various large rocks and stumps nearby, watching him closely while giggling to each other. Michael turned around and glared at them all, "Do any of you guys know where we are?" He asked sarcastically in retaliation.

Most of his team quickly stopped giggling and began looking at the forest around them, trying to avoid Michael's glowing eyes. Gavin however, feeling foolishly brave, snorted and spoke.

"Have you tried climbing a tree Michael?" he asked, grinning stupidly to the rest of the team and chuckling at his joke. Michael shot Gavin a look of disgust, as if he were trying to burn Gavin's eyes out.

"No shit Gavin!" he roared, his eyes now blazing red, "Now if you don't shut the fuck up I'm gonna shove a tree up your fucking…" Michael trailed off and started to stutter. "You- your, fuck…" he blurted out before hunching over into a ball, clutching his stomach. Gavin, Lindsay and Ray sat frozen, shocked and confused about what was happening.

Michael slowly clambered to his feet, still clutching his stomach, he looked up at his friends, his face as white as snow, looking more scared than any of them had ever seen him. "No," he yelled breathlessly at himself, shaking his head.

"No, no, no, no…" he repeated over and over, "Not now, please!"

He turned away from his team and quickly staggered off into the forest, repeating himself over and over, getting louder and louder as he ran away

Lindsay jumped up from her stump and began running in the direction Michael had gone, she turned back to Gavin and Ray, who were still frozen.

"Go!" She screamed, pointing behind them, reaching the edge of the small clearing they were in, "Go find help! Quick!"

The guys jumped up from their seats and sprinted away into the forest, screaming "Help!" at the top of their lungs.

Lindsay ran, hard and fast, desperately trying to find Michael. She stopped at the edge of another clearing and leaned against a tree to catch her breath. But then she heard something else, heavy breathing, but not her own. She peered around the trunk of the tree she was leaning against, and when she saw the source of the breathing, her eyes almost popped out of her head. There, in the middle of the clearing, was Michael, standing straight, with his arms out to his sides, staring down at the ground, breathing in and out unnaturally heavily.

All of a sudden, in a burst of blinding light, Michael exploded into a deafening yell. Lindsay ducked for cover behind the tree she was next to, only just avoiding the immense burst of heat from the explosion. The loud rustling of the trees being violently shaken was quickly drowned out by Michael's seemingly inhuman roar. Lindsay screamed at the top of her lungs, inaudible to even herself as she grabbed at her ears, trying to silence the sound. Her hands provided little protection from the thunderous growl the scream was slowly turning in to.

Eventually, the rumbling growl faded, reverting back into a rhythmic, heavy breathing. Lindsay was unable to hear it. She was in a daze after being temporarily rendered blind by the sound and deaf by the scream. She stood up, and slowly, she felt her way around the trunk of the tree, vision beginning to clear. As the high-pitched ringing in her ears faded, she finally heard the heavy breathing, but it sounded different to what she remembered before the explosion. It seemed deeper than before.

Lindsay's vision slowly cleared, and when she saw what was before her, she almost screamed in shock.

In front of her, kneeling on the ground, was a beast, a great, brown, furry beast.

"Is- Is that, Michael?" Lindsay thought, shocked. Suddenly, the beast moved, it began to stand up. It clambered to its feet, where she could truly admire the beast's size. Standing nearly eight feet tall, it was almost level with some of the trees. Its broad shoulders rolled back, as if it was stretching its muscles. And making a noise that sounded like an angered sigh, the beast spoke.

"God, fucking, dammit."

"M- Michael?" Lindsay stuttered, trying to get the beast's attention. It quickly swung around to face Lindsay, and making eye contact, Lindsay finally understood what had happened. She stared up into Michael's rage-red eyes, which quickly faded into a deep, sorrowful blue.

"Lindsay!" Michael jumped, shocked to see her, his furry face quickly changing from a look of anger fuelled frustration to embarrassment and shock. "No. No!" he yelled, voice remaining freakishly normal considering the drastic body changes that had occurred.

"You weren't supposed to see that! Go! Go away! Please!" he pleaded, "Leave me alone!"

Lindsay wasn't listening, she simply stood still, looking Michael up and down with her head tilted, becoming more curious than scared. Michael sighed, looking away from Lindsay, unable to make eye contact with her. He trudged, surprisingly quietly, towards a large tree, and flopped down against it, holding his now bear-shaped head in his large-clawed paws. Lindsay began walking closer, slowly but steadily, no longer afraid of her childhood friend.

"Why, didn't you tell me?" Lindsay asked Michael, concerned yet sympathetic look on her face.

"I never told anyone," Michael sighed, dropping his paws from his face, "Everyone would think I'm a freak."

They were both silent, the atmosphere around them felt sickeningly thick.

"I don't think you're a freak," Lindsay muttered, hands behind her back, playing with the dirt on the ground with her foot, a small, hopeful smile on her face.

"You- You mean it?" Michael stuttered, mustering the courage to look Lindsay in the eyes.

"Yes!" Lindsay smiled, looking up at him, straight into his large eyes, trying her best to comfort him, "So tell me about what just happened, is it your semblance or something?"

Michael bowed his head and shuffled over, Giving Lindsay room to sit against the tree. Lindsay took no notice of this move and sat against Michael, feeling the thick, bristly fur covering his arms. Michael didn't want to admit it, but he was slightly enjoying the feeling.

"Yeah," He sighed, sounding a little embarrassed, "This, this is my semblance. Every time I get angry, I transform into this, a bear-slash-human, well, thing. According to my grandfather, my bloodline is the only in the entire of Remnant who has Mogar, so I'm not supposed to tell anyone, 'cause you know what the leaders do to people with, 'special' semblances."

"What's Mogar?" Lindsay interrupted, staring up at Michael, feeling more and more comfortable by the second.

"It stands for something, I think," he replied uneasily, "It was Malicious Overpowering Genetic something-or-other I'm pretty sure."

"Hmm, Mogar, Mogaar," Lindsay chuckled to herself, thinking about the name, "M-oo-g-aa-r. I like it!"

"You do?" asked Michael, slightly surprised, "Ok then. Anyway, I usually 'change' when I get like, super angry, but I've managed to learn how to control it, to stop it from happening. Well, mostly stop it. If it ever does happen accidentally, I need a shock to get myself out of it. If I trigger it myself, I can usually work myself out of it, but between you and me, either way it happens, it really hurts to get out."

"Soo," Lindsay tried to clarify, "Does that mean that you're stuck like this?"

Michael sighed, "For the time being. Yes. Unless you can to do something that can shock me physically, mentally or emotionally, I don't think you can help-"

Lindsay stopped listening as the world began to slow around her. Two words ran through her head, "Emotional Shock."

"This is it," Lindsay thought to herself, staring up into Michael's eyes once again, her mind beginning to race, "If I tell Michael I love him, he might be shocked enough to change back, this is beyond perfect!"

"I love you Michael!" she yelled, interrupting him mid-sentence.

Lindsay sat up and looked hopefully into Michael's eyes, only to be met with a blank expression.

"Oh no!" she screamed in her head, beginning to panic, "What if he thinks I'm joking? What, what if he doesn't like me back?" She searched his eyes, looking for an answer, when without warning, they rolled back in his head and he started convulsing.

"Michael?" Lindsay said, shocked, trying to figure out what was happening.

"Michael!" she screamed, frantically trying to stop him shaking. He was convulsing violently, when all of a sudden, he stopped moving. "Michael?" she asked softly, tears forming in her eyes, "Michael?" She slapped his face, "Michael, come back!" She rested her head on Michael's furry chest, trying to listen for a heartbeat, she heard nothing.

All of a sudden, the hair covering his body began receding, and he began to shrink back to his normal size, clothes miraculously still intact. His heart began to beat, and slowly, Michael drifted back to life, faintly able hear a female voice calling his name, lulling him back into being, and almost as if his head had been pulled up from underwater, he snapped back into reality.

Lindsay was shaking Michael by his shoulders, tears in her eyes, screaming his name, when his eyes flew open and he immediately launched into a coughing fit. When he was finally finished, he fell back to lie on his back, out of breath and breathing heavily. He dropped his head to his right, to look at Lindsay, who was leaning against a tree in an almost foetal position, completely in shock about what had just happened to Michael.

"Lindsay?" Michael said in raspy voice, struggling to speak.

"Yeah?" she stuttered, drying her face on her sleeves, slowly turning her body to face Michael.

"I-" he coughed, "I love you too."

Lindsay's eyes widened as Michael said those four words; she looked him dead in the eyes, in a different kind of shock than she was before. Slowly, Michael reached up above his head, towards her, and did something she didn't believe.

He held her hand.

Geoff, Jack, Caiti and Ryan were trekking through the forest, Jack and Caiti were getting to know each other, Geoff was up front, trying to look like he knew where he was going, weapon at the ready, and Ryan was bringing up the rear, admiring the forest of Forever Fall.

"So you know about my mace and semblance and stuff," Jack smiled, "What about you? What kind of weapon do you have?"

"Well," Caiti replied, unslinging her weapon from her back "I have a spear, but if I press this button on the handle, it turns into this, super sharp boomerang."

Jack stared at Caiti, chuckling loudly.

"Yeah, yeah," chortled Caiti, rolling her eyes, "I know it's cheesy 'cause I'm Australian and all that, but it's actually really good, so don't make fun of it!"

Geoff stopped at the front of the group and raised his left arm, signalling them to stop moving and stay quiet.

"What's the hold up?" Ryan asked from the back of the group.

"I can hear something," Geoff said quietly, unmoving.

They began to hear noises from the forest to the side of the path they were walking along. They all stood, weapons readied, for whatever came.

They all lowered their weapons and breathed a sigh of relief when Ray and Gavin came tumbling out of the bushes.

"Ray? Gavin?" Jack asked, lowering his mace, "what the hell are you two doing?"

The two lads clambered to their feet before they told Team Gents what was going on.

"Something happened to Michael!" yelled Gavin, slightly out of breath, pointing into the forest behind him.

"Yeah!" Ray shouted, an unusual sense of urgency in his tone, "You've gotta come help us!"

The members of Team Gents stared at Gavin and Ray, the look of urgency on their face legitimizing what they were saying.

"Quick," Gavin and Ray yelled, "Follow us!"

The two lads took off into the forest, Team Gents trailing close behind.

Michael was slowly trying to stand up, using the tree he had leaned on for leverage. Lindsay was up and about, checking the surroundings. She had recovered from her shocked state rather quickly after Michael had grabbed her hand and reciprocated her love. Michael let out a small moan of pain as he removed his hands from the tree to place all of his weight on his feet. Standing up straight, he put his hands on his back and leaned back over them, stretching and cracking his back to loosen himself up. Rolling his shoulders and taking a few shaky steps, he exhaled heavily and made his way over towards Lindsay.

"How are you feeling?" Lindsay asked, staring out into the forest.

Michael stood next to her, holding one hand on his stomach, looking like he was trying to hold back a burp, which he promptly failed to do.

"Ugh," Michael said, contorting his face, "Don't breathe this."

Lindsay laughed and shook her head, turning to look at him, "Oh Michael, that was a bad one. But I have to ask, will it blend?"

They both chortled heartily at Lindsay's joke, until they heard voices coming from the forest in front of them. They instantly stopped laughing and readied their weapons, Michael holding his Blue Sword with both hands, and Lindsay with her Brass Knuckles.

Lindsay had always preferred mêlée combat to any other kind, so when it came to weapons, brass knuckles were her absolute favourite. Her pair were blood-red; and being the weapon fanatic she was, she fitted them with sharp spikes that electrified when she used her semblance. There was also one other modification she commissioned, she had her uncle custom make detachable armour plates that covered her arms up to her elbows, which she beautifully painted red flames onto, in surprisingly high detail.

Michael and Lindsay listened hard for what was making the noise, trying to pinpoint where it was coming from, but to no avail. The sound was confusing them; it was like it was coming from all around them, getting louder as it got closer. They looked at each other, worried look on their faces, it almost sounded as if it was someone calling their names. Suddenly, the ground began to shake, and an almighty roar came from nearby, not nearly as loud as Michael had been, but still immensely loud. Silence followed, and Michael and Lindsay stood back to back, eyes darting around the forest surrounding them, the silence terrifying them.

"Michael! Lindsay!" an Australian voice yelled from the bushes, making the pair jump. "Guys! I found them!"

Caiti stepped out of the bushes, followed closely by the rest of her team and Ray, Gavin somehow managing to fall flat on his face as he followed behind.

Michael and Lindsay stepped out of their defensive stances, loudly breathing sighs of relief.

"I fuckin' hate you guy," Michael puffed, holding his chest, "You scared the fuck out of me!"

Everyone laughed, Including Gavin, who was rubbing his nose, trying to straighten its now small left crook.

"So how did you guys find us so fast?" Lindsay asked, fiddling with her brass knuckles.

"Well there was this really bright explosion," Ray answered, "and I thought you were super blazin' without us."

Michael and Lindsay exchanged a look while everyone laughed at Ray's joke.

"By the way," Lindsay cut in, interrupting their laughter, "who roared really loudly before?"

Team Gents, Ray, and Gavin froze. Silence filling the air.

"What?" Michael asked, tilting his head in confusion.

Gavin faced Michael, and with a white face, he spoke.

"We thought that was one of you."

The loud Crash of multiple trees all falling at once drew everyone from their trance. As they all turned, they were faced with a terrifying sight.

Four Ursa Majors stood on their hind legs, staring them all down, examining the eight humans.

"Welp!" Exclaimed Yang, smirking, "We've been here for about two hours, I think it's time we all went to bed!"

"What!" her three team mates exclaimed.

"You can't just stop it there!" yelled Ruby, jumping out of her seat and stomping her foot, "I hate cliff hangers!"

"Yeah!" Weiss shouted, accidentally showing her deep interest in the stories, "I- I mean, Yeah! Let's all go to bed!" Not her best recovery.

Ruby and Yang glared at Weiss as she turned red and let out an awkward giggle, Slumping back in her chair.

"I don't feel the slightest bit tired," Blake admitted, sipping her tea, "I'd love for you to continue reading Yang."

"Pleaseeeee!" Ruby begged, "Please Yang?" Yang sighed and chuckled to herself, expecting that exact reaction.

"Okay," she sighed, feigning defeat, "maybe just a bit more."

"Yaay!" Ruby exclaimed, throwing her hands and cookie crumbs up in the air, "More Story!"

Yang looked back down at the book; they were almost three-quarters of their way through the first Volume. Sliding her finger down the page to find where she left off, she looked up at her friends and smiled.

"Here we go."

Authors Note:

Welp, that was a chapter.

First off, I'd like to thank everyone who has read and reviewed my story so far. The sheer number of views I have received in the last few days alone has been astonishing, and I am so grateful to all of you lovely people out there.

Also, I'd like to thank everyone who contributed weapon ideas for me, (you know who you are). And speaking of weapons; only one left, Geoff's! For the die-hard Rooster Teeth fans out there, I think you're going to like it, and to prove it, I'm going to give you a one-word hint about it.

Puma.

I had a lot of people mention that the POV switches last chapter were confusing, and I am deeply sorry for that. I want my story to be of the highest quality and for me, fan disappointment is unacceptable. Hopefully the issue is rectified in this chapter.

Also, I know that in the last Authors Note, I hinted about a large fight in this chapter, but as you can tell, I had to push it back a chapter, as I felt I needed more space to flesh out all of the characters before something big like that happens.

Now it's Your Turn to contribute! I need names for each characters weapons, and I would love if you guys and girls suggested them! Obviously I won't be able to use all of your suggestions, but I would still love to hear your suggestions nonetheless. I'd also like to give a quick shout out to all of my Australian readers. Aussie Aussie Aussie!

Sorry about that.

So yeah, next chapter, oh boy, that is going to be fun. As you can tell, there's gonna be something pretty big happening, so at the risk of spoiling it, I'll leave it there.

I think that's pretty much everything, so I'll finish off with a Thanks for reading!

And if you haven't already, go check out 'Of Embers and Ashes' by DatAHguy. It is by far one of the best RWBY FanFictions I have ever read.

Signing off.

See you soon!

Make sure that you all stay tuned!

(Hooray for Barbara.)