Four Mates Meant For Troublemakin!
Why Me?
There stood two men behind the black window as a lady was talking to a boy, One on the other hand didn't seem to like the fact that the boy is in the interrogation room being questioned... "This!" Officer Burns points at the boy who has his feet on the table. "This his right here is the seventh time since he's been here and all because he started a fight in a local bar, damn lunatic. What in the hell are we going to do about this kid?" Officer Burns nearly blew a fuse at the top of his head as he shouted at his neighboring Officer. "I don't know, sir. I can't think of any options anymore. Kid has already reached the legal age to drink beer and this is seventh time in- the rather same patrol department for the past two years. I'd call his parents but they'd ask their Henchmen to shoot up this damn place." Officer Ramsey replied as they looked at the boy behind the black mirror who was slowly swinging a metal pipe almost the size of him.
"His bodyguards do really much when they're two times worse than he is. Remember what happened last time?" Officer Burns sighed as he nodded. "Shall we free him?" Officer Ramsey asked and Officer Burns shook his head and sighed. "I don't know what we can do about this anymore. Kid's a mess and I suggest... We let him go but I don't know, We could hear that he is coming back. We gotta drop him to The Castle." The two gulped and slowly took small steps to the interrogation room.
"Kid... We're gunna have to send you home this time..." Officer Burns couldn't help but chuckle. "Sure thing. I'll probably get my ass whooped from Gwen of course. I knew I was finna get a whoopin or two." Schwarze replied as he took out a rag and started to clean up his pipe. "Well, for the love of Remnant... Just don't do any more fighting or else this whole Police Department gets shredded to bits by your father's Henchmen." Officer Ramsey joked as they left to the Garage.
"Pops ain't that typ'ah guy ya see inna Mafia movies. He's respectful and I'm pretty sure you'll get ya head hit by him at least once or something." Schwarze chuckled as he entered the back of the car. "Welp, I'm pretty sure we will cover you up once again and say this was a street fight than a bar fight. That's where we get our heads hit by the Bear. You hungry, kid? I'm buying some midnight dinner of the two of us." Officer Burns asked as he looked at the teen in the rear view mirror.
"Yeah, I guess so. Maybe two Double Stacked Burgers and one large Curly Fries. I don't want any drink at all." He replied, They went through a drive through and then headed to the mansion that Schwarze lives in. "Welp... It still terrifies me that you live in such a nice place but act so terrible." Officer Ramsey said as he drank his soda. "Nah, I ain't likin this place now. I wanna move out or-"
"Schwarze Von Dimaunahan Kampf The Second! Where have you been all day?" He turned around to see Gwen and the other three bodyguards behind her with all "Good luck" faces. "Um..." Schwarze couldn't speak up as Gwen's glare became intense by the second. "I'll see you in a few months, kid." Burnie said then drove away. "House. Now." She demanded and everyone walked inside. Schwarze sat down in the living room couch where Gwen sat in front of him. "We heard that you were in a police department... again, This is the fourth time you've been in there already! What happens if you mess up big time then Officer Burns and Ramsey aren't there to save your ass? huh? Remember what Schwarze said? "Fight your own fights. If not, you're an idiot." And this time it wasn't any fight." Gwen said and Schwarze just rested his head on the couch arm.
"Yea, it wasn't." Gwen stood up, "Some guys messed with a group of Faunas and they had the guts to put some guns to them. I fought my fight and it was they were defenseless. They didn't have nothing but fear and hope that they didn't die by a buncha wackos who think "humans" are superior." He puffed while nibbling on a long curly fry. "Sit straight when you eat your own, Schwarze." She demanded and he slowly got up.
"I just can't stand back and watch it all happen. Not again, I don't like it when there's even a slight discrimination of Faunas. Unlike this time, they could've killed them... Thankfully there was a hot off-duty Huntress on the scene when this happened." He added as he finished up eating his fries and started to munch on his burgers at once. "You're sucha beast at eatin food, mane. Fuck... How hot was this Huntress?" Tito asked and Schwarze smiled. "A whoppin ten. A whole view of ass and tits, ya know." Schwarze joked which he earned a slap from both Gwen and Norma. "Not around us, you two." Norma pointed at the pair of idiots.
"Now then, we gotta have you spar at twelve tomorrow. So eat up and get your ass to sleep because you're gunna fight all four of us on a one versus one. Us three are judges and will tell you if you passed and what mistakes you made as always. See ya, lil'booger!" Tito ruffled Schwarze hair as the four went to their dorms.
"Fuckin shit... That means Norma will go fuckin wild on me... She is always too fast and too unpredictable..."
Schwarze had awoken up by the smell of food, there was a note on his desk next to a plate of a hill of food. He got up and grabbed the note. "Get dressed and eat up, kid. We'll be at the Beacon Academy Sparring Rooms. Due to recent events, We will have you fight some others when fighting a full team. I'm not the one who was ordered this but rather Headmaster Ozpin himself, it seems that your father wants you to be in Beacon. Thing is, he gave orders to a bunch of second years. Although, their fighting skills are similar to ours. Hopefully, you might change your mind and take it as a challenge or something. Be here by lunch, Leon." Schwarze looked at the alarm clock and noticed it was ten in the morning. "Ugh... So if I take this to go while heading out to the Bullhead Port, I'll be there by one..." He sighed as he placed the note back on his desk. Then found another paper on his desk, "The map of Beacon Academy. P.S. I hope you don't get lost since the place is big, Leon."
"Ight den... Les' get to it den." Schwarze put on his jeans and hoodie, grabbed his skateboard and pipe, then went downstairs to put his breakfast in a plastic bowl and headed out the door. "Mornin' there, kid! Still getting into trouble I see!" A man with a kid in his hand shouted as the kid giggled. "Oh sod off, Blumen! Why don' ya get goin walkin to ya house!" Schwarze shouted back, "And make sure ya don' get yelled at again today!" Schwarze chuckled then got out his headphones and started to skate away to the Bullhead Port while eating his breakfast.
"Headin out, kid?" The lady behind the booth asked. "Yea... One trip to Beacon Academy. Pops set me up with some second years for me to train or sumthin." Schwarze replied as he got out his Bullhead card. "Make sure you don't get into trouble. Your little fight has reached more than just mouth to mouth. See you later, kid. And have a safe ride!" The lady behind the booth waved and Schwarze skated away into the Bullhead destined to Beacon Academy. He sat down near the wall and started to eat up his breakfast.
"I can't believe my dad actually helped out fix my blades. I was having some trouble making it rotate like this but he literally just told me to add a nut bolt screw and put in some oil between the gears. Now, it smoothly runs along! I know, sis. I'll see you at Beacon in a few, Just noticed some kid next to me eating up a storm. Bye!" Schwarze stopped eating as the girl ended the call. "You really are munching up whatever you're eating." She said and he looked up at her then went back to slowly eating.
"Aren't you going to say anything?" She asked and Schwarze continued to eat. "Anyways..." the girl sat next to him. "Well then, Mister Bear Muncher... no wait that sounds bad! Mister Munching Bear, there we go!" She coughed on her fist then smiled. "Well then, Mister Munching Bear. I'm Ke'oke'o Katsu of the Menehune Band in Mistral. And what's your name?" Brennen finished eating and threw away his plastic bowl. "Name's Schwarze Von Dimaunahan Kampf Jr. Born and raised from the streets of Vale. Ya quite ways from Vale. Supposed that ya could gone in Sanctum?" Ke'oke'o shrugged. "Well, I don' care as much... Just here for sum trainin with tha' second years, ya hear?"
"So are you going to be a Huntsman-In-Training? I supposed you are because you're here along with many first years." Ke'oke'o told him and he got up. "Wait, this isn't a regular day?" he asked in confusion and she chuckled, "Of course not! All these kids are becoming to be a Hunter after the four-"
"Stop there! So my bodyguards must've wrote a fake letter and- What time is it?" He showed her his Scroll then she got out hers. "It's only eight in the morning, why?" She jumped back by the boy's sudden punch to the wall. "You gonna pay for that?" Ke'oke'o nervously asked as she scratched the side of her face. "Well, shit! No wonder Blumen was out and 'bout! He walks his dogs along with his daughter at eight in the morning! I'm so damn stupid!" He cried out, "They damn made me a fuckin fool outta me!" Schwarze sighed as he slid back onto his board. "Hmmm... I mean you can leave after today, I guess." She told him then he got a call on his Scroll.
"You little fucks!... What?... WHY?!... I only fought Grim three times in my entire fuckin life and I nearly died!... I'm not set for this!... There's no way I'll make it out alive even in Initiation!... Tito, please!... Tell Oz to cancel my application-... Why can't ya?!... 'cuz Pops told me this is for my good?!... I"ll just get expelled then!... What? Ya guys are finna be Professors in Beacon- Way to fuck my life even more... Just call Gwen, Dr. Coleru from now on? Why she doesn't even have any good- Yes Ma'm... We'll be there in five minutes... Bye." Schwarze ended the call and deep sighed. "Why the deep sigh? You can make new friends here!" Ke'oke'o softly punched Schwarze's arm but gave her an annoyed stare.
"I'd ratha' have my mates back in downtown and not these "We need to bring peace to the world." When every day there's shit goin on." Schwarze said, "And that's where we help!"
"Psh... Yea right. Most people 'ere are 'ere for the Lien and fame. Ain't no heroes in this wicked and ugly world." Schwarze chuckled as the Bullhead stopped and arrived at Beacon. "What do you mean "no heroes"? And how do you know that?" She asked, "Ever heard of the criminal named The Bear Don?" Ke'ok'o nodded. "I heard he is a renowned master mind in all sorts of criminal activities- Are you saying you're his son?!" Schwarze snapped and chuckled. "Bingo! I'm his third kid. I have an older sister named Leise and a brother named Braun. But keep on the down low, Ain't no need to tell this to others." Ke'oke'o pretended to zip her mouth and "threw out" her mouth.
Schwarz got a text message from Gwen the map of Beacon. "Follow me, Ke'oke'o. I know tha way." He dropped his skateboard and started to skate to the Amphitheater as she followed. "So what's your weapon?" She asked and Schwarze took out a 5 ft Titanium Pipe. "I found this pipe yea's ago. Been wit me since then." He started to softly swing the pipe. "Well this here is my Switch-Axe." Ke'oke'o patted the sheathed large weapon on her back. "It can switch to a sword into a axe. It's about four feet of straight awesome!" She cried out.
Schwarze stopped in front of the Amphitheater, "I guess this is where we part ways. "We suppose' to stay inside for sum lame speech Oz is finna say but I'd rather sleep in these nicely large trees." Schwarze told her, "Well it was nice meeting you. Schwarze! See ya around!" Schwarze skated away as he waved good bye.
"She's a nice person but her weapon of choice is very unexpected..."
A/N: This is my very first fanfic and I hope all of you enjoyed it! Schwarze's accent is what I thought of when I first thought of him. Kinda like a stereotypical Boston heavy accent. Not sure if it even is a Boston accent at all... Maybe a thick Jersey accent. I'll maybe update this every two weeks depending on how I actually focus because I have a weird schedule that being exercise, work, games, free time, and then sleep. Sometimes hang out with friends is in it but who knows, it could be one week like a Manga! See ya later, mates!
P.S. His name is in both German and Filipino (More specifically Tagalog), Schwarze = Black, Dimaunahan = cannot be overtaken, Kampf (Supposed to be with the umlaut on the a) = War. Ke'oke'o = Gray, Katsu = Victory. A whole lot is more to come in the next three chapters!
"Well, That Was A Bummer!"
- Unexpected Punch
(Edited on 3.23.18)