Places/Weapon names/etc. – Welcome to [Uncle Touchy's Shed of Sadness]
Speech – "Who the hell do you think I am? This is the drill that will pierce the heavens!"
Thoughts/Telepathy – 'Fight scenes are hard'
-A Night to Remember
He was bored, once again in his cave, his Fortress of Solitude, his home, doing training consisting of push-ups, striking the wall and kicking it easily breaking away chunks of a boulder to test his strength, listening to his radio while his Pikachu rested in a corner curled up with a strange, unique Charizard which greatly resembled the letter Y. He was still amazed that he could get any reception up here.
Staying in the world of Fiore had increased his strength immensely, especially staying in Edolas. He had to cope with not being able to use his magic in a fight, meaning he had to train harder, and so he did, harder than he ever had before.
He remembered, he remember his time in Fiore, he remembered conquering Kanto and Johto, he remembered beating each of the final obstacles respectively and he felt nostalgic. He wished Arceus would take him on another adventure, maybe to a world with a city in the sky and underwater, one where he could fight a giant robotic guardian protecting a girl.
Maybe to the world he had always had dreams about, the one where he and a various other fighters brawled, he could remember the fighters vividly. A gorgeous blonde in a skin tight sky blue suit and orange power armor, a short, plump, jolly man with a thick, bushy mustache, thick accent and blue overalls. Even Pikachu and a Jigglypuff were there for some reason along with many other people he didn't know.
As he was thinking, the dial on his old, worn out radio turned to a familiar frequency and the cry of an Unown could be heard from its speakers. Seems he had a guest, he wiped the sweat off his body with a shoddy rag made from Ampharos wool. Damn thing was really itchy, before he could rant on about how the wool cloth irritated his skin, he was greeted by the sight of a good friend.
The creator of Sinnoh, the supposed 'God' of this universe which granted him immortality.
Arceus.
"Hello again, Red."
'Huh, speak of the Devil and he shall appear.'
"I'm rather insulted you would refer to me as a Devil, Red. Even after all we've been through together, good friend!" The (self-proclaimed) omnipotent being mocked. He was still a bit pissy about the fact that as soon as Red had returned from Fiore, he had challenged the oh-so-mighty Creator of Pokemon and beat him thoroughly into the ground.
Revenge for teleporting him into the sky his smooth equine ass! The World Champion just wanted to beat the shit out of him, which he did, more so than necessary. 'Cut the crap, why are you here?' A hint of excitement and hopefulness in his mind.
"You know exactly why, the question here is are you up for it or not." The Savior of Fiore smirked pulling down a replacement cap which he got from PokeJesus. 'What do you think? I mean obviously not.' He countered, his words coated in sarcasm. The Pokemon equivalent of Yahweh responded with a snort and "Very well, first I must warn you about the world and its inhabitan-"
'Don't need it, just throw me in there. It'll be more fun if you don't. Also, please leave my Pokemon with Gold, like before.' He interjected, he was not going to let Mr. I've-got-a-stick-so-far-up-mine-it's-sticking-out-of-my-mouth ruin his fun. You could say he wanted a challenge. For a split second his body flickered, replaced by a familiar robot ninja assassin, clad in grey and black armor, wielding a shining blue katana and skull-smasher rifle before Red returned in his proper universe.
"What…just happened?" Sinnoh's idol asked, baffled. 'I don't understand.' He inquired in response, not noticing the strange occurrence that had just happened. "Nevermind, anyway, you're not going to survive with just your fists, 'It's dangerous to go alone take this.'" In a flash of bright light a materials unknown to him popped into existence and so stood metal blocks and ingot of epic proportions.
The ingots being a foot and a half long, two inches wide, and an inch thick. The first material, he noted were a deep smooth black, fragments of different other minerals in it glimmering in the darkness of the cave. The second, his sharp, trained eyes spotted another material in it that he didn't know. In fact, he didn't know any of these metals. It was a blood red that glowered an eerie light, they matched his eyes.
'What am I supposed to do with this?' He spat out at the holy entity.
"Whatever you want, you're going to be making yourself a weapon."
'What are you on abo-'
He was never able to finish his sentence due to him being, once again teleported.
'Damn you Arceus.' It always had to be in the sky.
He plummeted down at an alarming rate in the inky black night, he was literally blazing it as he was nearing his impact which looked absolutely breathtaking, just like a shooting star. If not for his instant regeneration, he would have been torn apart with the speed he was descending. That night he had caught the attention of two of Beacon Academy's staff and in minutes, all the students as well.
[Beacon Academy, Ozpin's Office]
In a dim silent study, sat a middle aged man with unruly silver hair and tips of grey, his skin pale white. He wore a dark green scarf and open obsidian dyed coat that revealed his buttoned up coal colored vest. His chocolate eyes shone great wisdom and knowledge that came with age.
The doors slammed open, the culprit a woman with beautiful blonde hair from which moonlight coming from an exposed window shined on it. She wore rectangular glasses over her brilliant green eyes, she donned a white long-sleeved suit that exposed parts of her modest chest, and puffy sleeves that tighten near the wrist before spreading back out near her hands. On the lower half she had equipped a black business skirt with buttons running in a vertical line up the front of it and lighter black-brown stockings.
"Sir, there seems to be a disturbance in the Emerald Forest, something, or rather someone has managed to attract the attention of every Grimm in the forest." She put a heavy emphasis on every, this could very well endanger the lives of the students if they were to leave the Emerald Forest.
"I am aware, Ms. Goodwitch." He mumbled, unmuting his scroll as he took a sip of his coffee. Immediately after the scroll was unmuted, the sound of wolves and boars crying could be heard as well as the crunching of something.
"Which is why I am dispatching you to deal with the problem." She bowed, turned around and got ready to neutralize the situation, before Ozpin called out to her once more.
"And please bring the boy to me Ms. Goodwitch, preferably unharmed." She nodded and dashed to the forest, this boy was going to get an earful once she got her hands on him! That is if he was still alive when she got there.
[Emerald Forest, Abandoned Temple]
'I'll never get used to this.' He groaned as his body readjusted itself, he had two broken ribs, his legs were bent in odd angles and covered in blood, and his head was twisted 180 degrees. Meanwhile, wrapped neatly in cloth and in a soft silken sack were the ingots he needed to make a weapon, it seemed to be teleported on top of his broken battered body, while he was teleported in the sky.
He still didn't know how he was supposed to do that. It's not like he had experience in blacksmithing, and now he was expected to make a spear or sword? Better yet, he was dropped in a forest without any equipment.
He didn't even know if there were any monsters out here, he wanted to fight now. It had been so long since he had been in a fight, much less a brawl. He waited a few minutes for his body to finish regenerating and spit out any of the excess bone dust as it made its way to his mouth. Gross. He got up and picked up the sack, dusting it and himself off before climbing out of the Crater he created and finding the ruins of what appeared to be a shrine or temple, its stone bricks covered in moss and plants. It consisted of mainly of the broken ruins of a rotunda, the columns that used to surround the temple were mostly destroyed, leaving only five in the wake of nature's destruction.
Pedestals surrounded the borders that separated the temple from the outside. On each Pedestal stood a Chess piece. 'Cool, I could use these if I want to play chess later.' Strutting toward the ruins, he plucked a White Knight off of his pedestal, putting it in his sack along with the ingots, before proceeding to the next one. Before he could a Beowolf lunged at him causing him to drop the sack, an Alpha Beowolf, to be specific and its pack. Soon other packs exited the cover of the forests shadows.
Beowolves, Ursie and Ursa Majors, Boarbatusks. Even the larger, more dangerous Grimms came out, such as a King Taijitu, Nevermore and Deathstalker came out. Very uncharacteristic for Deathstalkers. It didn't matter, he saw them all as animals and enemies that needed to be destroyed. He snapped the neck of the Beowolf a full 360 degrees, pushing it off himself then continuing to pick up it's dead body and beat it clan, using it as a weapon.
No matter what they did he would destroy them, soon the others joined in, Ursa majors charged at him, roaring. In return he roared back, it was a feral roar that put the lesser Grimms back in their place, he grabbed a charging Ursa Major by its jaw before holding its snout and ripping its jaw off, its throat exposed, he shoved a hand inside, which soon became and arm and ripped out the nearest organ.
He at that moment, when he removed his arm from the dead Ursa, picked up its jaw and struck other Ursie with a Major's jawbone. This caused the simple Beowolves and Ursie to flee in fear, leaving only a few Alphas and Majors along with a Taijitu, Nevermore and Deathstalker. The Nevermore, finding it the right moment to assault launched a barrage of feathers, Red sprinted for the cover that lay with the Yin Yang Serpent, he grabbed a single white head and flipped it over, exposing it's bare neck to the cluster of projectiles that pierced its neck as well as kill the remaining Majors and Alphas. The Deathstalker merely shrugged it off as they bounced off his nearly impenetrable outer shell.
Tired of waiting, the colossal scorpion rushed Red, attempting to stab him with its potent poison filled stinger. The living legend darted to avoid it, while he was immortal, poisons were still very annoying. He seized the remaining Taijitu's fangs, he smashed the lower portion of the fangs so to use them as a weapon. The snake hissed in pain and horror but was cut off as the immortal champion jammed its own tooth into its eye and smashing deeper inside till it pierced the brain.
With the remaining tooth, he tried to do a javelin throw and kill the Nevermore. The Deathstalker, sick of being ignored charged again as if to say 'Don't ignore me!' Red easily dodged the orange stinger hopping on top of the segmented tail behind the stinger, he crammed the pointed end of the tooth he held into the small exposed space between the stinger and the rest of the tail. It easily slid through the exposed skin, Red gripped the stinger and the placed his foot on the edge of the end of the tail, then he pulled, hard.
With a disgusting *Pop* he managed to separate the segmented tail and the stinger, while blood continuously flowed from whence the stinger formerly was. The Scorpion let out a pained *hisssss* and flung the assaulter into a nearby tree, the force of impact of knock the air out of Red's lungs as he continued to clutch the stinger, he took a moment to recover before racing towards the Deathstalker once more. He didn't have much time, the Nevermore was already circling back.
He leaped mid-run and gouged the scorpion's eye out and jammed in the stinger just as he did with the Taijitu. He stamped it deeper and further in until the Deathstalker stopped twitching. Panting he hopped off and seized the tail, before swinging it in a circle with monstrous strength, as the Nevermore drew closer he used the momentum to fling the carcass at the giant crow and hopefully kill it. Just like D*vid's Sling.
The Nevermore was quite fast, he wondered why it took so long for it to circle back, just as the black avian demon was drawing close it was shocked when something slammed into it making it plummet down to the ground, it let out a screech which the herculean offworlder was pretty sure cursing aimed at none other than himself. He huffed in pride, he had done it, now he needed to get out of these woods. He had lumbered toward his sack picking it up and heading off as giant black feathers and green blood landed everywhere.
"You! What are you doing?!" Huh? Who was that? As he turned around to greet the mysterious stranger, or at least tried to, he plopped onto the ground as his knees gave in and he collapsed. Dropping his sack once more.
(Glynda POV)
*Thud* As she called out to him, he just fell face first into the ground. She strutted towards him with incredible swiftness and grace. With worry she grabbed the boy and checked his pulse, still breathing, good. She let out a sigh of relief, as she went and appraised the boy. He was covered in blood which may or may not be his own, surrounded by the corpses of hundreds of dead Grimm, on her way here she encountered thousands of Beowolves and Ursie but none of them even tried to attack her, they were all too busy running from whatever it was that attacked them. The Boy himself was quite young, he was no older than 21 years old with unruly midnight black hair, crimson eyes that bore into her soul. He wore a ruined rosy polo shirt that was unbuttoned along with a pure black undershirt and dark grey denim jeans. They were all torn to shreds.
It was apparent that he was in a fight but his clothes had almost no signs of being attack by Grimm it was more like he fell from a Very high height, which seemed to be the case seeing as there was a large crater in the earth. This boy must be quite skilled to have killed all the Grimm here. It was then that she noticed he didn't have a weapon.
"Did he?" She gasped, she forgot, he needed medical attention immediately! Not aware that he was not injured in the slightest other than a few bruises and cut that had already healed. She propped him over her shoulder and bent down to pick up his bag, as she held it she found it to be quite heavy. To walk to the academy from here while carrying this would be quite a workout. Fortunately she was in perfect shape. And so she travelled back to Beacon.
[Roof of the Dormitory, Beacon Academy]
Jaune had just finished up his midnight training with Pyrrha, he's made remarkable progress and even managed to get a hit on Pyrrha! He's come a long way compared to how he was before.
"Well Jaune, I'm going to rest. I will see you tomorrow!" She waved to him as she walked to the door.
"Later Pyrrha…" He wheezed, he relished in his victory looking at the moon while smiling. He had done himself good, at this rate he would be as strong Ruby and the others in no time! As he was admiring the midnight sky he noticed something in the sky.
"Huh? What's that?" He moved closer to the edge and squinted to get a better view.
"Ieeeeee! Pyyyyrrha!" Jaune released a feminine scream as Pyrrha raced back up the stars and smashed the door aside, "Jaune?!" what she saw was shocking to say the least. JNPR's leader was perfectly fine, although clutching his chest, nothing else was wrong. Then she saw it. A Deathstalker with its stinger removed and stuck inside its head laying on top of a bloodied Nevermore, both of which threatening to break the top floor of the dormitory. After a few minutes they decided on informing the headmaster of the damage.
[Headmaster's Office]
Yang, after talking with Ruby, found out that Ozpin knew her Uncle Qrow, she came to the conclusion that if he knew Qrow, then he must know who her mother is and if she's even still alive, where she is. With that in mind she left her slumbering teammates to their sleep and exited the room to and slowly paced to the office of the Headmaster. As she strode to his office she came across Pyrrha and Jaune, both of which looked very startled. Curious, she questioned them.
"What's up with you guys?"
Pyrrha was the first to answer "We were on the roof wh-"
"WhenweweretrainingtherewasthesehugegrimmandtheycrashedandIgotscaredan-"
The Cereal mascot placed a single finger on Jaune's lips as if telling him to be silent.
"Let me do the talking Jaune." She flashed a warm to him, easing any tension in the air, Jaune's shoulders sagged in response as he took a deep breath calming himself.
"Yes Pyrrha…"
"As I was saying, we were on the roof when a strange occurrence happened."
Just as she was speaking a certain two Grimm fell from the top floor passing the window on their trip down. Yang stared down at the Grimm who seemed to be dead, unsure of whether they were the ones who killed them or not, she didn't really care.
She nonchalantly spoke "Huh, weird."
"You are taking this surprisingly well." Pyrrha voiced, her brows furrowed giving Yang a quizzical look.
"I guess I am." The blonde brawler shrugged, sure it didn't happen every day but it didn't really concern her. But it was pretty cool she guessed. Anyway she would probably tease them later about being alone on the roof together, not right now. For now she just wanted to ask Ozpin about her mother.
"We were just coming here to report this to the Professor Ozpin. What about you? Shouldn't you be sleeping?" That was indeed true, it was quite strange for her to be up this late, though this applied to them too.
"I could say the same thing about you guys, I was just going to ask Ozpin something about my old man." She grinned devilishly and interrogated them "The model student alone at night with some guy, in a secluded area. I never took you for that kind of girl, Miss Pyrrha Nikoz!" She jested, said girl turned scarlet at the thought of it. Though as Jaune was about to object to this a certain staff member's footsteps could be heard throughout the hall, Glynda Goodwitch swiftly strode towards the door carrying a boy covered in blood? The winced at the boy, seemingly thinking that she was the cause of the boy's nonexistent injuries paying no mind to the silk bag that she carried in her hand.
They couldn't be more wrong, she was actually quite worried for the boy. She requested beforehand that he receive medical attention through her scroll but was denied permission by Ozpin who was aware that the boy had no injuries seeing as he had not been injured once throughout the whole battle.
She saw the three students outside the Headmaster's office and called out to her favorite.
"Miss Nikoz, while I would normally give you a scolding for being up this late I would appreciate it if you would open the door for me." Not wanting to go against her she opened the lavish wooden door allowing the MILF to enter, the others followed suite.
(Red POV)
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"-ou Miss Nikoz and Mister Arc."
What is this sensation? It's so comfortable and soft, I don't ever want to wake up.
What happened before? Ah yes, I was fighting when I heard a voice and- oh no.
I sprung up much to my captors' surprise, excluding a single man probably around the same age as me if I wasn't immortal and maybe twenty years younger. I instinctively raised my fists and get into a fighting stance.
Observing my surroundings I see I'm in a room, an office to be exact. Something smells good… Food? I see on the desk of the mysterious man a plate of cookies and coffee, I haven't had cookies in a long time nor coffee and human contact is a given.
He seemed to know I was hungry since he offered them to me, or maybe that was just out of hospitality, didn't really matter. I wasn't really a huge fan of sweets but I guess every once and awhile they were fine.
I took a bite and before I knew it I was wolfing them down, I stopped myself seeing my unsightly manners. The man simply chuckled and said to me "Hello young man, my name is Ozpin, yours?"
Young man?! I'll have you know-ugh, whatever. "…Red" It took me awhile to say it but I guess I'd have to get used to speaking seeing as using telepathy would be quite suspicious. Well at least until I find an excuse to use it.
"No surname? Who are your parents?"
"I have parents?" My expression unchanging I try to remember, it's been so long. Looking back into my memories, nothing.
"I see…" He spoke, as if he knew what was going on. "Where did you learn to fight like that, young man?"
"…" I stayed silent, he was quite nosy. What next, was he going to ask my dick size?
"Not willing to talk I see, that's fine. Now, I'm going to ask you, please think about this, alright?"
I nodded reluctantly as he continued "Would you like to attend Beacon Academy?"
The others in the room almost fell out of their seats when he finished his sentence. What's the big deal? I mean it sounds like a normal school.
"Sir! I must object! We're letting this child enroll without knowing his background, family, credentials or even surname? That is absurd!" The blonde woman with curly hair tied into a bun pointed her riding crop at me as if I was an animal. Why did she have a riding crop?
I, wanting to know what I was getting myself into asked a simple question.
"What's Beacon Academy?" I mean it was an innocent question, I definitely didn't expect the two other blondes in the room to grab me and violently shake me whilst yelling into my face.
"Do you have amnesia?!" Screamed the younger of the blonde women with longer and more vibrant golden hair.
"Did Miss Goodwitch beat you so hard that you lost your memories?!" The other exclaimed, earning him a smack from said teacher. I'm pretty sure she wasn't the one who knocked me unconscious, or was it? I don't really remember anything that happened after I killed all those weird animals with masks.
"Trust me, Miss Goodwitch, I know what I'm doing." The woman now known as Goodwitch had no choice but to concede. The redhead amazonion-esque looking female raised her hand timidly. The person I take it is the headmaster of this 'Beacon Academy' waved his hand while sipping from his mug of coffee, supposedly giving her his consent to speak.
"May I ask who this is? I apologize if I am acting out of place, I am just curious." She asked gesturing at me. She is way too formal I not, though it's not like she's going to get any information out of him. It's not like he was watching me or anything.
"It's fine Miss Nikoz." He paused to take another sip of coffee and continued "He is someone we found in the Emerald Forest who had seemingly fallen from the sky. He attracted an alarming amount of Grimm and it would have been quite dangerous for the students if he somehow found his way here with the Grimm on his trail."
"Which is why I sent Glynda here to diffuse the situation, though he had already dealt with them by the time she got there, unarmed as well. Impressive, young man." What.
He gave me a menacing slow clap as he leered at me. He's got to be a villain or something.
"Wait, so he's an alien?" The golden haired, lilac eyed woman spoke. That's rather rude, while it technically was true seeing as I'm not from this planet, just outright calling me an alien is offensive.
"That explains why he didn't know what Beacon was! Since he's from space!" The other one nodded in understanding. He isn't very smart, is he?
"My question." I repeat, not wanting anymore nonsense. "Ah yes, Beacon is a school for training the future generations of hunters and huntresses." Wait, huntresses? Doesn't the word hunter apply for both genders? Why is there a need for a solely female version? Whatever.
Hunters, huh? Guess they hunt those weird black animals with bone masks, seems normal enough and it could be fun. What the hell, why not? "Then…my answer is yes." I state, I'm still not used to talking. My voice is coarse and I sound like I haven't had anything to drink in days.
"Splendid! Miss Xiao Long," The bombshell beauty tilted her head as he called her "This is your new teammate."
This guy's an asshole.