The few JWLS of Fighters Ch.1

So if anyone has read my other FF, the Order of the Knights, you're awesome because I thought I would be writing it for myself. But this is another story, over the past couple of days I had time to think and this idea came to my mind. A new team, that flows with the canon of RWBY for a brief period of time. Team JWLS {Jewels} is in Beacon, and they're ready to go. Any feedback on my writing is appreciated and I hope that this gets some momentum. Much more humorous than my other FF.

The man eyed the transport that was about to land. He sighed because he already had a long journey just to get to this next stop. He was one of the few new beacon students that couldn't make it to the transport that would take him straight to beacon. None of the girls that were nearby him minded much. This was because this man was considerably more muscular than all of the other boys. He had strong facial features, and deep hazel eyes. He had a scar going across his cheek, that highlighted his dark hair and his full beard. But what the girls around him were going giddy for, was the fact that he only had on a bronze colored chest plate, which only featured his muscles even more, and a leather skirt with bronze shin guards. He could hear some girls make some remarks about him and all he could do was sigh. Even when he was going to a school for fighting, he was still encountering this issue. He wasn't interested in dating as of right now, only bringing honor to his home. If he met someone right for him, then he could stomach settling with them.

"Nice skirt there laddy," said someone behind him. The man turned around, full and ready to deck whoever made that smart ass remark. But then he saw who had said it. There was a man who had on light chain mail armor which was only just visible behind his baggy dark orange shirt. The man had a wide grin on his face, highlighting his blue eyes and his similar dark hair. He also had some scruff on his chin. The only thing keeping him from giving this man a black eye was the black and green checkered kilt he was wearing. This caused the strong man to join in on the smiling.

"People just don't get the mobility this allows," replied the muscled man.

"I'm with you on that one laddy," replied the man in the kilt. This allowed the muscular man to realize how he had a strong Scottish accent. "What's your name laddy? I don't want you to keep calling you laddy." The muscled man gave out an even wider smile.

"Leonidas," he replied. "And what is yours Scotty?" The Scotsman gave out an even wider smile.

"I like you Leonidas. Name's Williams." As he finished, he extended out his hand. As Leonidas shook his hand, William made sure to make note his strong grip. William decided to make another crack. "I only want to get to know you so I can get my hands with some of the ladies. They seem partial to an almost naked man in shiny things, which is just not my style." He was reassured by a booming laugh from Leonidas.

"Yes," he replied. "Yes they really do. Maybe we could pain you blue and they would be partial to that?" This time William joined in on the laughing. Leonidas decided to continue on. "If we were going to comedic school, I would be fine with this idle chatter. But, since we're going to one of the most prestigious fighting schools, I would like to see what you use for weaponry." William's smile only widened.

"I think I'm in love," he said. Reaching over his back to pull out a 4 and a half foot sword. "This hear is my baby. A claymore is about as deadly as they come." William was beaming, but Leonidas was only semi-impressed.

"What about getting within the reach of the blade?" Asked Leonidas. The only obvious weakness being that the 2, 2 and a half feet at the end of the blade would always be effective, but inside of that it would be useless. William let out a laugh.

"No Grimm is getting close enough for that to happen Leo," William beamed. "But I do have a backup plan." A metal plate that was on his arm spiraled out to form into a shield, with a spike coming out the front of it. "The Targe shield, not just for defense." Leonidas smiled at this ecstatic man. He was impressed by this backup plan. The sword could only be wielded with two hands, but the shield only needed his arm in case of emergencies. "What about you there golden boy?" Asked William. "What do you have in your arsenal?"

"Where I come from," said Leonidas. "There are only two weapons that you are trained with." As he said this he pulled out a rectangular shaped box from his waist, and it unfolded into a long spear. "So simple," Leonidas began. "Yet so deadly." Then, he slung a large shield from his back. William couldn't help but whistle because this shield could hide all of Leonidas behind it, and Leonidas was not a small man. "An average man from my home can swing a shield with as much force as a dust explosion."

"And what about you?" A grin came from Leonidas's mouth.

"I'm stronger than all of the men in my home." William became very happy that his skirt remark was met with positive notions. But something occurred to William.

"But your spear, people can get in the reach of that and your shield. What about then?" Leonidas smiled.

"I said one weapon, not one form of a weapon." Before William had an opportunity to question what he meant, the spear shifted into a much smaller design. William recognized that the spear was now a short sword. "A Xyphos." Leonidas said noticing William's curious eyes. Before they had a chance to further their discussions, the ship they were waiting for arrived.

"Guess we should get on board," said William. Leonidas nodded and they boarded.

On said airship

Leonidas and William boarded the ship and looked around. Both of them had the same thoughts in mind, teams. They both knew what school they were walking into and they knew about the teams. They observed around the ship and quickly tried to pick out some candidates for a team. In their observations, they both stopped at two girls, one in a little red hood and a one had long blond hair. They then picked out a scraggly blonde haired boy who was being talked too by someone that caused both of them to stop. She had long brown hair, and she was dressed in partial armor. But they both noticed her sapphire eyes. They had such power and authority to them, it left them with no doubt as to her battle abilities.

"You got your eye on her there lover boy?" Asked William when he realized that him and Leonidas were both eyeing the same person.

"Yes," he said. "But I have it for the same reason as you."

"How did you-?"

"Intuition." William underestimated his new friend. This man was so much more than a muscle bound jar head. "I believe that she is speaking with her brother." Now William was even more confused then before.

"What gives you that impression there Leo?"

"Well they both have the same eyes, similar facial features, and they both bear the same insignia." William frantically searched the two with his eyes. He now noticed a sheath on the boy and a shield on the girl with the same logo. "I do believe you should get your eyes checked William," said Leonidas.

"So that probably means a package deal with the two of them?" Asked William. "We should go ask them." William stepped forward to go talk to them, but Leonidas's hand stopped him. "What now?"

"They seem to be in a serious conversation. It's not our place to interrupt."

Over at the two siblings

"I'll keep it a secret for as long as I can, but you have to uphold your end." Said the sister.

"Thanks. I promise to make it up to you." Replied the brother.

"I can't keep watch over you at all times, so you'll have to grow up. Otherwise getting here won't matter anymore."

At the blonde and the girl with a red hood

They were both in an in depth conversation about very little.

"I don't want to be the bees knees okay," said the girl in the red hood. "I just want to be a normal girl, with normal knees."

"What's wrong with you," said the blonde. "Aren't you excited?"

"Of course I'm excited. It's just, I got moved ahead two years. I don't want people to think I'm special."

"I must say, that's a new idea that I've never heard," said someone from behind the two sisters. The turned to see a man in a sleeveless shirt, with two long leather armbands that acted as sleeves, one of them was lined with all kinds of dust. He had nondescript jeans, but that's not what bothered the girls. He had some scruff on his chin, and he had strong emerald eyes, but he had a cocky smirk.

"What do you want?" Asked the blonde. This caused him to shift his stance.

"My, my so testy," replied the cocky man. "Isn't it obvious?"

"Back off creep!" This caused an immediate change in both posture and facial expressions. As opposed to getting mad, he just lost the smirk and stood up straight.

"So that's how you two are," he said. "Good to know. What are your names?" The two girls still looked at him suspiciously. "Oh come on. Since when did asking for names become a bad thing? You can at least tell me that."

"I'm Yang," said the blonde girl. "This is Ruby." The man extended his hand.

"Spartacus," he said. "And what did you mean, Miss Ruby, when you said you don't want people to believe your special? Isn't that the point of being here? And what's the relations between you two?" Yang once again took the lead.

"She's my sister."

"You two don't look similar. Fraternal? Adopted?"

"She's my little sister." This brought out an amused chuckle from Spartacus.

"My, my. Little Ms. Ruby, you were moved ahead. But you have insecurities about this, you don't want to accept that." Yang was now getting annoyed with him again.

"Back off buddy, I almost preferred it when you were being a sleaze. Why did you shift anyway?"

"Oh I didn't shift. I'm still a cocky asshole, but now I'm being more aggressive." Before he could continue, he felt a strong hand on his shoulder. Before he turned could get mad, he saw the arm that belonged to the hand. It was bulging with muscles. When he looked up, he saw a very prominent face staring him down. "I-uh-hey-uh," mumbled Spartacus.

"Is this man bothering you?" Asked the buff man. Yang and Ruby were stunned.

"Uh-uh-uh no not really," replied Yang. "But you can save me some other time." She added seductively. At this, the strong man turned and started to walk away. "Wait, where are you going?"

"Not even a request for my name," said the strong man. "Did you notice my friend over there?" Yang, Ruby, and Spartacus all noticed the kilted man for the first time.

"Guess you were right laddy," said the kilted man. "You really don't give a damn about false praise." Yang and Ruby were both stunned.

"Hey, wait, I'm Ruby." Spartacus looked shocked. This was the first thing that Ruby had said since he showed up. The buff man smiled at this.

"You differ from your sister Ruby," he replied.

"How do you know that she-?"

"I have been paying some attention to this conversation. My name is Leonidas, and that over there is William." At this, William gave a nod of his head.

"How are you doing lassies?" He said. Before they could continue, the blonde boy they had noticed earlier came walking past them. His hand was over his mouth, and he was making noise like he was going to hurl.

"I guess the view isn't for everybody," said Yang. Leonidas and William had there eyes elsewhere though. They were observing his sister, who just looked defeated. She saw them staring at her and she walked over.

"What are you two looking at?" She asked.

"Aren't you going to help your brother?" Replied Leonidas coolly.

"How did you-?"

"I'm observant. And?"

"He can handle himself."

"Eww Yang you have puke on your shoe," came the sudden cry from Ruby.

"And I'd prefer to be elsewhere right now," she replied.

"Before you go," began Leonidas. "What's your name?"

"Joan. Now goodbye." She abruptly turned and left.

"Well she's a ray of sunshine isn't she?" Asked William. Leonidas turned his attention to Spartacus.

"You look familiar. Have I seen you somewhere?" Spartacus smiled.

"No," he said. "But you've probably seen my posters. I was a prized slave fighter for 7 years."

"That explains your utter lack of charm."

"That's funny big guy. Hey, you should do comedy."

"And utter lack of regard to who's in charge of the situation. How did you get out? Someone buy you?"

"Professor Ozpin bailed me out." This caused all of them to pause. This allowed him to persist. "Obviously he thought I was good enough to get here, and I survived 7 years of death matches so cut me a little credit." Leonidas smiled at Spartacus. He was wrong, Spartacus had perfect realization of who was in charge of the situation.

"Well then little laddy," said William. "You sure are one tough little fellow." This was true given the fact that Spartacus was closer to Yang's size then the massive Leonidas or even William's more moderate size. But he didn't mind.

"I've beaten people who are bigger than me," he said shrugging off the remark. Yang and Ruby had finally sorted out the issue of the vomit, and they continued on with their previous discussion. The woman, Joan, walked over to the two of them though.

"Sorry about my brother," she said. "He has bad motion sickness. You need anything?" The woman that had so coldly brushed them off was now looking out for the two sisters.

"We're good thanks," said Ruby. Then Joan walked up to the boys.

"Sorry about earlier," she said. "I just assumed you were staring at me for a different reason." Leonidas raised his hand.

"It's quite alright," he said. "With my physique, the same happens to me." He wasn't being arrogant when he said that, just truthful.

Joan smiled at him and said, "I think I'll stick with you 5 for right now." Leonidas raised his eyebrow.

"5? I only count 3 people here." Joan turned around and saw that Yang and Ruby had left. She silently cursed them under her breath.

"They leave me for the boys."

"Don't be too upset babe," said Spartacus. "Most girls would love to be with me." Before he knew it, he was on his ass from her punch. "Tem-peerrr," he said.

"Try not to kill him," said William. "He actually starts to grow on you after a while." Leonidas thought about the people in front of him. This would be a strange four years if the rest of Beacon was like this.

End: Sorry that one was so long. I had to get through all of the boring intros of the characters. Yes, I have Jaune a twin Joan. Yes, I'm not clever at all. Yes, they are based off of the Spartan King, the Scottish freedom fighter, the Roman Gladiator, and the French Revolutionary. Yes, I'm still not clever. Anyone here want me to keep writing this? Thanks for any feedback {I'm lazy so I'm not looking back at any of the writing errors. That's just my personality.}