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CHAPTER ONE: BLISS

Finally arriving at Beacon, the academy in Vale for training Huntsmen and Huntresses, Bliss took a confident step off the airship… and was promptly shoved to the side against the wall. Looking up with irritation, Bliss saw a streak of red and black as a girl in a red cape darted around, looking at everything like it was made of diamonds.

Letting out a huff and blowing her blue bangs out of her face, Bliss decided to ignore the red cape girl (along with the blond guy throwing up in the trash can) and began to walk towards her new school. At the end of her five-minute walk, Bliss was as excited as every other new student on their first day at a new school.

"I'm finally here! I can't wait until I can kill some Grimm! Or take down some criminals! I can't decide what to do first, find the kitchen or the arsenal room!" Bliss exclaimed, beside herself with excitement.

Suddenly, a male voice sounded from behind Bliss. "Are all Vale kids so hyperactive?"

Whirling, Bliss saw a young man wearing a black and gray suit which starkly contrasted with his mess of white hair, which looked like he hadn't bothered to brush it in ten years. A white and black handled broadsword was strapped to his back. A good four inches taller than Bliss, his blue eyes gleamed as he looked down at her. "So," she said finally, "You're not from Vale?"

"No, genius, I'm from Atlas," he said condescendingly.

"Huh. I guess I should have recognized that you are one of those Atlas wannabes," she said, turning to walk away from the boy. Atlas, in her experience, raised people who didn't care about anyone other than themselves. Maybe the cold weather was what made their manufactured cold hearts.

"Well, at least I don't have the impulse control of a child."

She slowly turned back to face the boy from Atlas. "Excuse me?"

"Oh look, another childish reaction," he said, like he was dissecting her anger.

"Just where do you get off, huh?" She could barely speak. She hated it when people accused her of "being childish". Maybe it was because she had never really gotten the chance to be one in the first place. "Strutting around like you own all of creation, who the hell do you think you are?"

"Someone with actual talent, unlike you, by the looks of it," he snorted haughtily.

"Let me guess: is your weapon one of those wooden practice swords from the market?" Bliss said, trying to bait him, clenching her fists.

"For your information," he said, glaring down his nose at her, "I have an actual weapon, not some toy like yours."

Bliss grinned in a way that usually sent people running as far away from her as they could. She loved it when people knew how to give as good as they got. Screaming at people was therapeutic. "You want to test that theory, Mr. Actual Talent?"

"My, you're a cocky one, addressing your betters like that." The boy smirked, leaning down so he was eye level with her. "Or do you just not know what proper manners are?"

"Proper manners?" she scoffed. "Like a Grimm is going to care if you know what fork you're supposed to use with salad! Manners don't help you survive. You're just one of those rich punks from Atlas who's in their rebellious stage and decided to go to Beacon instead of joining that joke of an academy up there!"

"Oh, please. I enrolled in Beacon because I was asked to come here by-" He stopped in the middle of his sentence and took a deep breath and straightened back up so he was no longer in her face, regaining his annoyingly contemptuous composure. "Well, it's actually none of your business who and that's all you need to know."

"It's none of my business? My, what a mature response!" Bliss replied. "What's next, throwing a tantrum like a toddler when things don't go your way?"

"I believe you are the child here, not me," the boy growled, crossing his arms.

This was no longer funny. "Stop calling me that!"

"Maybe once you grow up," he retorted.

"I already have!" Bliss stabbed at the boy's chest with one finger, craning her neck slightly to look up at her adversary's face because of how close they were standing now. Damn tall boys! "Just because I wasn't genetically modified to be a freaking giant doesn't mean I can't still kick your ass!"

"Are you guys going to fight? I've always wanted to see a fight! fight fight fight fight!" exclaimed a voice beside them excitedly.

Both the boy from Atlas and Bliss turned and yelled at the newcomer at the same time.

"Do you mind, we're in the middle of something!"

"This is none of your business, so go away!"

"So, is that a no to the fighting?" The other boy said as he stuck his thumbs in the pockets of his green and silver jacket. He was looking at them through weird goggles with attachments of different colored lenses that took up half his face and made his gray eyes enormous. Cooling off a bit, Bliss noted he was wearing strange leather bracers that went up to his elbows, bulging with little pockets and strips of metal. She couldn't make out what his weapon was (maybe it was hidden in his weird gloves?). His hair was green under his top hat and his smile was infectious. Bliss had to mentally restrain herself from grinning.

"Get lost," said Bliss shortly, not caring that she was being rude. She wasn't anyone's entertainment. The white-haired boy looked over from the goggle boy back at Bliss.

"Oh, so you're still here?" drawled the first boy, looking disinterested.

The anger was back. "What?!" she shouted.

"And the fight's back on!" said the green haired boy with glee.

"Oh, shut up!" Bliss complained in frustration.

"You don't need to be so mean to him," said a blonde faunus who had been walking by. She stopped and adjusted her golden glasses with a little frown at Bliss, her snow leopard tail swishing behind her. The bo staff strapped to her back was decorated with blue and orange swirls. Thankfully, she was several inches shorter than Bliss. She was sure if one more tall person entered this conversation she was going to explode.

"Clearly, he doesn't know anything," stated the boy from Atlas, smirking as the blonde girl looked up (way up) to frown at him instead.

"I know plenty of stuff!" interrupted the goggle boy. "I know Hydrogen and Helium and Lithium and Beryllium and Screws and Boron and Carbon-"

Bliss and the other two teens just stared at the green haired boy as he continued to list off the elements of the periodic table, with add-ins like "pistons" and "socket wrenches". After about a minute of this, and the extra element of "hyperdrive engines", Bliss decided to just ignore him.

"I'm not being mean, this asshat is causing all the problems!" Bliss defended herself. The white-haired giant scoffed at her and opened his mouth to retort, but the other girl spoke first.

"Knock it off, both of you, or I'm getting a teacher." The blonde faunus declared firmly, hands on her hips.

"You don't have to do that. I was just leaving."

Bliss' laugh halted in her throat. Still smiling at the thought of teachers ever stopping her, she turned, surprised, to look at the boy from Atlas. He didn't strike her as one who would leave at the mention of a teacher being involved.

" Hmm? What's the matter, Atlas Boy? Scared of detention?" Bliss snickered over the goggled boy's continued recitation.

"There's no longer a point to this conversation," he said as he began to walk towards the entrance of the building. He looked over his shoulder, red eyes flashing, as he added, "There's no point in trying to have an intellectual conversation with something that acts like they were raised in a barn."

"Raised in a… raised in a barn?!" Bliss shrieked. How dare he? "Come back here!"The door slammed behind him and Bliss was fuming at empty air.

"...and Shaving Cream," finished the goggled boy. He was grinning again. "See, I know lots of stuff." He looked around. Noting the lack of the tall jerk with a superiority complex, his face fell. "I guess there really isn't going to be a fight."

The blonde girl stifled a laugh. Bliss stifled the urge to strangle him.

"No, sweetheart. There's not going to fight," the other girl said kindly, pausing to give Bliss a significant look. Bliss made a face at her and stuck out her tongue. The faunas ignored her and continued talking to the green haired boy as they made their way inside.

"Argh!" Bliss vented, anger still pumping through her system. Suddenly, she heard a loud explosion on the other side of campus and forgot about the boy from Atlas as she made her way over to the noise. There was destruction to be seen!