Sealed away and forgotten because someone lacked the will to destroy what they helped create, has reawakened. . . What will he do, what shall he become. . . A destroyer. . . Or a savior. . . That is for him to decide.
???: So just what is it are you and I looking for Ozpin, I think I'm entitled to an explanation at least if it warrants your personal attention of all things.
The screen pans around to show a woman with blonde hair, glasses, Jade green eyes,and a purple cap speaks up.
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Ozpin: Miss Goodwitch. . . Glynda. . .
He speaks in an uncertain tone of voice, sighing before he opens his eyes and looks up at his associate across the cabin.
Ozpin: You are aware there's some things that I keep from even those I trust, Don't you?
Glynda: I do, though It's not that hard to figure out. . .
She shifts in her seat, uncertain of Ozpin's state of mind. He was always so composed, so imagine her surprise when he practically dragged her to a Bullhead appearing quite distressed.
Glynda: It worries me sometimes what you choose not to tell me, but I accept it. . . Most of the time. . . But just what are we doing, what's got you so shaken up?
Ozpin: . . .
Ozpin looked down at the floor as he closed his eyes again, an image of a young blonde mage which he used to spend his time teaching magic to because he loved it so much.
Ozpin: It's my son. . .
Glynda: . . . I'm sorry, I must have misheard you just now. . .
Ozpin: no you heard correctly, we're looking for my son.
Glynda: You have a son, since when?
Ozpin: remember when I told you I could reincarnate?
Glynda: Yeah, wait, are we looking for a son you had in one of your past lives?
Ozpin: not just one of them, my second life. . . My first and only son. . .
Glynda: Ozpin. . .
She tries to be gentle about the subject, seeing both Ozpin's sincerity and sadness.
Glynda: Are you sure? Wouldn't that have been thousands of years ago, shouldn't he be dead then? Unless. . . Can he-
Ozpin: he can't reincarnate like me Glynda, and I pray he never has to suffer such such fate. . . No. . .
Glynda: Then what makes you sure he's even alive?
Ozpin: because. . .
He looks back up at her.
Ozpin: because last time I saw him I had personally Sealed him into a magic induced sleep encased in Ice to keep Salem away from him. . . Then I forgot about him. . .
He began to visibly tear up as his hands trembled, Glynda looked upon him with a measure of sympathy
Ozpin: I told him I'd be back soon, and then I forgot about him. . . I left my son on ice for Millennium Glynda. . .
