Ugh, I was such a kid.

Ursa... An alpha one at that was a surprise even I didn't expect and I expect a lot of things.

Weiss wanted to go and help the Blonde but my grip prevented her from moving.

Thankfully for Cardin, Jaune was not an asshole like me, so he actually saved him.

From an Alpha Ursa.

Sure, I immediately figured out that Pyrrha helped him with her semblance, bringing his shield up to deflect a hit from the Grimm.

But she, just like Weiss, ignored the fact that he decapitated it with a swing.

People don't just do that on a fluke. That blonde was first-rate protagonist material.

Good, he can replace me, one day, in these four years... No, by the vital festival, I will make him a boy... A very competent boy... He will be able to beat Cardin, at least. He can turn into a man on his own time, preferably in a room, very far away from me.

"You're holding the handle too tightly."

I slightly relax the grip on the handle of my scythe.

Right now, I am very irritated.

"Honestly, you're a natural, I don't know why you didn't train in the scythe."

Because of that. Turns out, I had a talent for the scythe, and due to what the god that sent me here said, the previous talent would pale in comparison...

I wasted years on being stubborn and practicing with a sword while I could have trained with a scythe! Just because I wanted to have time for other weapons!

With a low growl, I launch the scythe into a training dummy, nailing it in the head.

My irritation growing, I kick the floor and use my semblance to grab the scythe again, shifting it back to the pistol form and holding it by the handle, turning on the safety.

"Where are you going?"

I look over my shoulder at Summer who was catching up.

"Amma go play Minecraft, need to calm down."

She hums, apparently approving my need to play a calming game.

"How do you know how to wield a scythe, anyway?"

She grinned like she just won something she wanted for a long time.

"My bow was also a scythe... Though the transformation was not as smooth as I made it look."

...I can see that happening. Did she teach uncle how to use a scythe too?

Oh No, HoW Do I GeT tO TrAiN wItH A ScYtHe? I DoN't HaVe ThE TiMe.

Wish I can slap my past self right now.

But it's not all bad if everything goes as planned, I should be able to make a scythe, sword, spear, Glaive, and... hell a double-ended scythe! Though, the blades will be smaller.

Honestly, the lightsaber's potential was wasted. Did it have to be a straight sword? Or was it too complicated to make it in any other shape?

"Don't you have a training session tomorrow with Jaune?"

Ah, yes, that. Every other day, I have team training and now I have "Super epic secret team leader training". Nora's words, not mine.

Basically, I train Jaune in the mornings.

He is alive at the end of the session. That is all I'm responsible for.

Opening the door of my room, I walk inside and place the gun on my desk near the door.

The room was decorated ever since the first week.

The beds were in each corner of the room and desks near them, the TV and the cushion chairs were in the same place. The carpet covered the floor in the middle of the room.

Sitting down on one of the charts, I gran the stick with a rubber hand on one of the hands, Yang made this so that she didn't have to stand up whenever she was too bored to get close to the console.

A few clicks later, the game was up and running.

I went and did the usual... Got some wood, and a crafting table started building a house and had a 1 V 7 with the Grimm that spawned in the game instead of zombies and skeletons.

The end goal?... Pffft, I dunno.

"If you want to sneak up on me, Blake, you need more training... And those high heels don't help."

I remarked absentmindedly as I did a three-sixty on a boarbatusk.

I could hear her click her tongue and move to her bed.

Turning my character around and placing a door in the frame, I walk inside, placing down a bed.

"Did you have to push us that hard? We could barely stand after a few hours."

Phrasing.

-Flashback-

My sword came up to block a thrust from Weiss' rapier, the fight has been going on for ten minutes with me blocking, her attacking, and me dodging.

Weiss was tired, the sweat rolling down her temple and the training clothes sticking to her delicate body were saying much.

Blake and yang were laying on the benches, not having the energy to stand up.

I had Blake work on her semblance, which was creating clones that she could infuse with dist to get varying effects.

She was using too much aura to create a clone so I had her work on that... while trying to avoid my attacks.

Yang had to work on her semblance too, but unlike blake, my sister had to work on controlling it, she got angry she lost her shit, which wasn't good in battle.

Weiss however...

"You're very predictable when attacking..."

She scowled at me and doubled her efforts... which wasn't much.

Transforming my dagger into a pistol, I take a shot at her knee, it was protected by aura but it did teach her a lesson... Hopefully.

"You're committing too much to your attacks, you overextend... And you're out of dust."

She sighed and lowered her rapier... I kicked her in the face. Letting out a yelp, she landed on her behind, clutching her nose.

"I didn't say the spar was over, don't relax unless the opponent is dead or in this case, knocking out."

She glared at me but the voice came from the side.

"You talk like you have killed people before."

Looking to the source of the voice, I saw Yang sitting up from her lying position.

I didn't respond right away...

Yang's eyes grew wide, blake raised an eyebrow and Weiss stared at me with a dumbfounded look.

"Of course not, don't be stupid."

Yang threw her shoe at me...

I burned it in retaliation.

Ignoring the cry of despair coming from my sister, I dug around my pocket and tossed the small item to Weiss.

"What is it."

It almost hit her head, but thankfully she caught it, though a nasty look was sent my way.

"...A speed loader..."

"Oh..."

-Flashback End-

"Meh, it paid off, stop whining."

I started building a fence for the cows.