Okay then,how I do this? Hello, reader, and thank you for finding time in your life to give this story a view. With this being my first fanfic, I would be pleased to receive your reviews and critics of the story.
Now I know this story is focused to a selected group and may be harder to call attention, but or was this story or a TAMNI next generation time travel story. And since I, at least, had an idea on how to start then, this one came out first. Anyways, thanks for reading my gibberish. Hope you enjoy.
Disclaimer: Neither To Aru Majutsu no Index nor RWBY belong to me.
When he arrived at Beacon Academy, he was ready for anything they would thrown at him; after all, it's impossible to it to be more surprising than the old Academy City, right? Now he remembers this, just to be exactly sure of what happened.
Taking the Bullhead to start his hunter training in Beacon? Check.
Encounter people as variative as his old friends from old Academy City? Check.
Stumble across said old friends? Half expected,check.
Sleep the night at Beacon ballroom? Unexpected.
Having his entrance exam start by shooting him into the forest? Totally out of his head.
And now the wind is against his face. Certainly, from previous experiences, Kamijou Touma can say that he and skydiving don't go well.
With this, Touma was sure of two things. One: his headmaster is cuckoo in the head, and two: there is just no way he would be okay this time!
Now then, after the launching, the objective is find a way to land, encounter a teammate, and recover a relic deep in the forest. So in order to pass, it's needed to use your weapons and aura to advance. But, as always, Touma luck comes in full force.
He is a close-range fighter, and unlike another close-range fighter, he doesn't have anything to help in his fall. In this case, the solution would be the use of a semblance. But, unfortunately, this is something he has no idea how it works.
For you see, the boy was born auraless. Without the power humanity obtained, the kid was seen as an anomaly. But that didn't stop him, who after a year (that he can remember) of battles, of walk in the path to become a Hunter.
'Damn brain, calm down and let's think straight!' he talks to himself, recovering his judgement. 'I doubt grab the trees would work, and Imagine Breaker is just useless now...Argh,gonna need to bet that the aura, at maximum, can handle the impact then!'
And that is what he would have done. But something stopped that plan immediately. More specifically, a tree flying straight his way stopped that plan.
"What the hell?!" this being the only thing the spiky-haired boy could say.
(*)
A little ago, a boy, of albino appearance and daily clothes, lands on the ground. Nothing surprising, being that the first step. However, falling straight into the forest, to the ground, and get up without a scratch, much less without drawing his weapon is certainly to catch attention.
'Now to wait for any of the 3 idiots to show up.' Checking his surroundings,he sits at a tree shadow, waiting for them. But a quick glance to the sky tell him what to do.
Lazily getting up, he reaches to the nearby tree and pulls it out. And just easily as that, he throws it in his gaze direction.
'Come on, damn hero. All you need to do is stay at it, nothing more.' Accelerator could only watch and wait, hoping to the spiky-haired boy understand his point.
(*)
Kamijou Touma is one who believes to have stumbled across many things due to his bad luck, but even this was too much for him. However, a small delay on his thoughts allowed him to check just what was attacking him, only to him burst out in anger. "A tree?! Of all things,a tree?! Accelerator,you asshole!" That was all he was able to scream to his companion on the ground, before setting the idea, insanely as it was, in motion.
The tree was thrown at his direction, but in a path to pass under him. With a quick roll, some curses and a sound of glass shattering, the boy gets in the tree and starts to dash to its roots, attempting to jump. However, by some act of misfortune, he sticks his feet at the roots, making the jump awkward and the fall just as bad as before. 'Ah, come on.' Involuntarily, the thought passes in his head, until he notices something, or better yet, a good thing. 'Wait, I'm gonna fall at the other tree leaves? If that is the case, the artificial aura may be able to handle it! Finally, some chance of survival!'
"Geez, you sure like to make things harder, huh?" Suddenly, an annoyed voice comes from his side. And with his mind stable, the spiky-haired boy simply lets out a "Huh?" before feeling a pair of fingers bruising at his body, and with that getting launched straight into the trunk of a thick tree. The artificial aura minimalized the damage, he was pretty sure of that. Yet his air was knocked out and his body got sore.
'And as always...vector manipulation is a scary Semblance...' He thinks, thoughts adrift, not noticing the albino one calls for him. Grunting in pain, he answers with a common pair of words to him, before getting up.
"Rotten luck..."
(*)
As usual, her abilities did not fail her: bringing some iron sand with her, she was able to make a whip thanks to the electromagnetism of her Semblance, and grab one of a tree branches, then landing on the ground.
Taking a quick glance around, Misaka Mikoto puts an annoyed expression on her face. 'Huh? I was sure that he fell around here... Knowing him, he probably doesn't have a plan to land and so gonna fall straight on the floor.' She lets out a sigh, not noticing the noise behind her. "Honestly, why you, of all people, are doing this test?"
"Geez, I know that I'm a low-level aura user and that we don't know each other very much, but I thought we were at least in friendly terms..." The girl freezes in shock, slowly turning to see to a dirty blonde haired boy with a long blade, wearing an annoyed expression. And with that, she quickly apologizes for the situation.
"No no no, I wasn't talking about you, really! Is just that a friend of mine is here too and I was looking out for...Him..." The girl face adopts a puzzled expression. "'Wait a second, don't I know you?"
The blonde one lets out a sigh. "Yeah you do. Name's Hamazura Shiage, we meet during the Tropic Isles invasion, remember?"
"Ah yeah, you were the guy my sister and the cyborg girl got teamed up with, right?" She receives a nod in response. "Sorry for that, is just that we don't meet up a lot, so I kinda forgot."
'Well, with me working on Item and you fighting them, is kinda hard.' He thinks to himself. "Nah, it's okay. Anyway, you are probably looking for Boss,right?" The girl responds with a raised eyebrow. "Kamijou Touma, you know? Spiky-haired, power to negate others powers, ring any bell?" Her face suddenly clears in revelation, only to get painted in red.
"What?! W-why would I be looking for that idiot in the first place! He would just get in the way on my abilities!" She shouts, red-faced.
"Really? Well then, I'm gonna look for him. Stay here being tsundere as you want, that I'm sure we gonna be in the same team no matter what." With that and a smirk on his face, he leaves.
The electromaster stays there for a while, thinking a bit before letting out a grunt, and dash in direction of the blonde boy. "Hey, wait up!"
(*)
At the top of Beacon Hill, a man wearing glasses and with a mug of coffee in hands watches through his Scroll the new students. "They certainly have potential: children of old students, the heiress of the Schnee, a young Arc, a four-time champion, a ex-member of the White Fang, and two survivors of Kuroyuri." He stops his observation to take a sip of his mug, then continues in an amused tone. "But kids from science or magic are uncommon here, especially taking in account the auraless one. Makes me wonder what those two are up to."
"Well, seems like you will discover sooner than later. Here, it is for you, Mr. Ozpin." The voice comes from his side, calling him. A woman wearing glasses, with well-taken care hair and of nice body, hands to the man a Scroll. He takes a glance on the contacts and merely lets out a smirk. "Speaking of the devils. Thank you, Mrs. Goodwitch."
She simply nods, turning to her Scroll in order to analyze the formed teams. Satisfied with that, he went for a walk, deciding to attend the call.
"So, Aleister, Laura, how may I help you today?"
(*)
Kamijou was feeling true agitated: after some more exams to see if he could come back to his daily life and another visit of the silver-haired nun, who supposedly knew where he lives, he was eager to get out of this bed, so much that he couldn't sleep. To see what life he used to live, and how to disguise his current amnesia.
Some days ago, Kamijou Touma 'died' for the first time, and feeling impossible to make the young girl cry, the boy decides to keep living as his old self.
On his schedule, he would just spend one more day on the hospital and go home the next day. However, he never expected a visitor this late at night.
"Is incredible what kind of situation can happen when we gotten take over by emotion, right?" It wasn't a joke to say he almost jumped out of his bed. With that voice of undetermined tone, the boy quickly looked for its origins, and he found it on a surprising man at the front of his bed.
Yes, the correct term to apply is surprising. He was sure the one is front of him was a man, but his appearance made him kinda... undetermined. With long silver hair, and wearing a patient vest (or what looked like one) over a business suit, this person here was certainly unique.
Snapping out of his thoughts, Kamijou asks the man, tense in the voice. "What do you mean?" The man merely frowns and answers. "Why ,you surely don't remember her, or better yet, anyone anymore, right?"
And with that, the boy freezes. To have his charade, his plan, to fall on a few days struck at him at full force. With panic in the voice, he asks the other in the room. "W-who are you? H-how do you know that?"
The man just giggles, and that sound sure scares him. "See, again you acted based in emotion. Panic, no?" His face turns contemplative for an instant, but goes back a smile. "Although explaining the full process may be too much for you, let me say I watch and know everything that happens in this Academy, including its students lifes. As for who I am..."
The person bows and announces. "...I am Aleister Crowley, the one who can only watch, but not interfere, in the Academy." And with a quick motion, he pulls a report, with around ten pages, from his arm. "And this is a gift for you."
Kamijou only watches in a mix of surprise, hesitation and fear before taking the report from his hand. "What is this? Why are you giving me this?"
Aleister giggles once more, to the dismay of the bedded one, before explaining. "Those are your memories." The boy lets out a gasp. "And I am doing this to establish a point. I wish for you to don't see me as a enemy, and yet not someone to trust." Confusion fills the boy face. Aleister takes a breath before continuing.
"Currently, I have plans that may make you go against me, should you still desire to be the person you were. However, I fear some of them are not going to succeed if you don't act a part in them. Going straight to the point, decide what to do with what I gave you and live as you wish. We may meet again, but who knows in what circumstances? You were exceptional, and I still hope you to be."
The words reach the other in the room, who thinks over what he heard, until he answer again. "Seems good to me."
Alesteir blinks in surprise to the answer, and asks him to elaborate further. "What there is to explain? What you said seems like something I might have done, buuut I got a second chance. Sure life can be tough, but I can find a way to live with that. So it doesn't matter what you throw at me, Alesteir, because I'm sure to pay you back."
Similar to the boy, the words reach the man, who thinks about them, and giggles. No, not giggles. He lets out a amused laugh, a uncommon sound for him, like he just stumbled across the funniest thing possible. And Kamijou just stares at him, with a look of disbelief and anger.
"What?! I give you a speech with the whole of my current me and all you do is laugh?! Ugh, give me a break." Seeing the boy mad face, his laugh just increases, until some moments later it goes low.
"N-no, is not that...'Oh my, he really hasn't changed!'...Is j-just that your answer basically made my visit useless, huh?" Kamijou just looks at the man and shakes his head to the sides, as if saying no.
"You brought my past life here. That equals to something, right?" The man processes the boy words, giving a satisfying nod. "Well then, Imagine Breaker, if you don't mind I gotta go. I fear I spent to much time here with you."
"No problem. Stumble across you again one of these days, Alesteir." And with that the man leaves trough the door with a smile on his face, before dissapearing in the shadows on the hospotal hall. Meanwhile, the boy sat at his temporary bed, taking a good look at the report in his hand, deciding that he was too agitated to sleep,and so a good read might be enough to him to close his eyes.
To still the days of today, Kamijou Touma takes care of that report with extreme care.
Welcome to the bottom! Honestly, I didn't have no idea what to write here, but here are two things. First: I plan on making this story a Volume, fullfilled with arcs. Don't worry, Teams RWBY and JNPR are going to appear, just not now. Second: After ending the first arc I maybe will make the other story in the top of the page. Sorry if it seems too much, it just that I have been this inspirational charges since last month and needed to put it somewhere.
Anyways, thanks for reading and feel free to comment, review or criticize! Until next time!