He just knew that this wasn't how things were supposed to go. The town was coming apart as the grimm began to flood through the front gate. This was all wrong, after all how screwed up could things get?
The giant horseman trotted up the street to the tallest building in the area. It slammed one hand into the building lifting something from the rubble and smashing it upon the ground. The pavement was painted black and the figure stilled. The mother ran from the house with a child in tow, a small black-haired cat faunus.
He watched it happen powerless to stop the two-story high horse on its path. The kitten screamed as her mother was ripped away from her. He could only listen to the ear-piercing noise as she watched her mother's figure fly through the air and come crashing down into a nearby building. Two beowolves followed soon after, moving to finish her off if by some miracle there was a survivor inside the wrecked building.
He didn't have time to think about anything else except for combat. He smashed the knife into the beowolf that had dared to block him, smoke escaping through the hole in its head. Small fingers grabbed around waist, the boy threw himself and his newly orphaned friend underneath the nearest stilted building as the nuckelavee turned back to finish what it had started.
The grimm sniffed at the air, long deep breaths that sent Blake into shivers of panic, all the while the boy lay practically on top of her, hand to her mouth to stop her wailing. Droplets rolled down onto his hand, splatting the ground with small tears.
He kept them as still and silent as possible, helped only by the other screams of terror and movements of the pack. The horseman turned away from his prey and trotted away to find easier prey.
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Roman was not having a good day. It had started out bad, waking up one day as the boss and the next knowing that your new employer would fry your balls with you still attached if you screwed up sucked. He still hadn't gotten over that. His day only got better after that.
The help promised by his new employer had yet to arrive in vale so he was forced to spend some of his own funds to hire a few of Junior's men. Those men were now lying on the ground groaning in pain inside of the store as a tall young man stood over them, a one-handed sword encased in a sheathe that really didn't do a good job of keeping the sharp parts away from kids as the edge of the sheath was just as sharp as the blade within.
Roman lifted the red dust crystal he had been examining, pocketing it inside his coat and looked at the man. It wasn't much to look at. The guy was more of a teen than a man, around eighteen with a scrappy build. He wore no armor, a thin black coat that extended to his knees, paired with a hoodie underneath that covered his top half with jeans and boots covering the rest.
Besides the clear lack of style, he didn't look very threatening or powerful. His little showing of swordsmanship was basic, to the point which entry level combat schools taught. It really showed how skilled his hired help was.
Roman sighed as he opened the door to the shop, walking out as if he was a customer post-completing his transaction. Roman turned around plastering a smile onto his face, snarky comment ready to be fired at the store.
Instead, melodic cudgel was brought up and his index finger twitched. Fire cascaded across the street as the dust round impacted its target, a ring of smoke expanding around the target like some bad CGI obscuring roman's vision. It was enough for Roman however. He dashed for the nearest route to his escape point which was a fire escape ladder nearby.
Roman moved towards it as clicking ensued from the smoke cloud. Melodic cudgel was brought up in a heartbeat, and only barely in time to block the blade from its course. Roman looked the blonde kid in his cerulean eyes, as the kid pushed his weight into the blow forcing their locked weapons apart.
"You got some moves blondie, but this little dance is getting annoying". Roman stepped away from the kid, eyeing the boy with less certainty than he had before. He was strong, he was fast, he was skilled, and worst of all he was smart. Roman didn't have the time to beat the kid before his ride would be here, and soon enough the kid would get reinforcements.
It wasn't as if the kid was giving him options however. He wasn't playing around. Roman did the one thing he could do, fight back. Melodic cudgel rocketed upward flicking another shot out of the chamber before closing the distance between them once more.
The round narrowly missed its target, a sidestep ensuring that the round found its mark in a nearby mailbox. The kid's sword raised to meet the overhead strike, directing the blow to the cross guard rather than the squishy face beneath. The kid took a step forward towards Roman, hoping to close the distance between them. Melodic Cudgel shifted downwards, holding the blade in place as he swung his cane's head to block the advances.
The kid shoved his blade against cane pushing them a few paces apart again before attempting to close the distance again. Roman didn't get the chance to load in another shell into the chamber.
The sword made a silver blur appear in Roman's field of vision before melodic cudgel smacked against flesh. Aura flared as the telltale glow appeared over the sleeved left arm. The blade swung again this time vertically and Roman barely had the time to disengage before the blade cut into his aura. His clothes weren't so fortunate, a thin cut in his designer jacket that appearing from nowhere and a distinct loosening of his pant grip, a side effect of having his belt cut.
Roman scowled. This was never part of the plan and with all the racket they were making, there were going to be more people on the way. It was as if by thought someone appeared, a red cloaked girl and a pair of silver eyes. Roman took a chance, shooting the last of his three rounds towards the girl.
His opponent was gone before the click could have reached his ears. The round hit his target, fire dust exploding off of the blonde's chest as his aura coated his entire body shielding him from the worst of it. Roman was halfway up the ladder before the smoke cleared. He had a ship to catch, and he really wanted to be on it before it left without him.
He made it to the roof seconds before the teen caught up to him and by that time it was already too late for the kid. Roman's shoes touched the steel of the bullhead's floor and he turned around loading a round into the cane.
"It's been a blast blondie but this is the end of the line". A dust crystal clicked against stone as Roman pressed his index to the trigger of his weapon. The round collided against stone as the crystal went flying off of the roof. Aura flared and this time it wasn't the kid's. The fire blew away and Glynda Goodwitch stood on the roof as well as blonde and the red cloaked girl from before. The kids were immediately ignored as the huntress pressed her offense and the aircraft shook.
"It's a huntress". He moved towards the pilot's seat as the woman sitting there got up to take care of the issue. Shards of ice rained down on the vehicle as Roman wrestled control of his escape vehicle, managing to get the ship away from the building with difficulty. He sighed in relief as they reached a safe distance, sirens and flashing lights becoming a small blur in the sights and sounds of the city underneath.
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Ruby had been having an interesting day. She had sent in her transcripts to Beacon and by some miracle they had yet to be found out. Never mind the fact that it had a false age on it, it said that she had training and good training too. Good enough that beacon had informed her that she was being considered and needed to come in to the academy so that her skills could be evaluated by one of the instructors.
Overwhelming fear that she would be found out crashed upon her, and she had been roaming the streets of vale to blow off some steam. It was then that she walked upon an active crime scene, active enough that the crime was still taking place. It was exciting, watching a huntsman actually actively doing his job, unlike her sister's spars and more like her father's tales come true.
It was also distracting enough that she didn't realize she was being shot at until it was too late. She saw the round fire and she attempted to dodge it. Her attempts were unnecessary. The fire dust exploded feet in front of her, waves of heat already beginning to dissipate as they reached her.
He stood there as yellows and reds engulfed his figure for an instant. Then it was over, the flames burning themselves out as he turned to see her, eyes facing forward soon after. He wasted no time climbing the escape ladder himself and Ruby's legs once again learned to work.
The rest of the fight was awesome, a fully-fledged huntress taking on an assailant in a ship. When the fight ended however, when the huntress leveled her gaze at Ruby, she almost shivered in fear. The rest afterwards was a blur. One minute she was on the roof and the next she was being escorted to the police station with the boy in tow telekinetically held by the scruff of the neck.
The trip to the police station wasn't so bad, not as bad as the actual wait in the room that they threw her into. It must have only been a half an hour nut time seemed to pass at a snail's pace. When the door to the room finally did open, a tall man with grey hair stepped in. Dark green suit and a cane that had more gears in it than the average clock, a set of yellow tinted eyes hidden behind rounded spectacles. Ruby tried to hold her composure as he entered. The headmaster of beacon had come to talk.
"Hello, Ms. Rose. May I have a seat?". Ruby nodded, not trusting herself to speak as a swarm of possibilities for why he was here flooded her mind. The headmaster took the seat adjacent placing a small plate of cookies between them. Ruby took one eating it slowly, the taste slowly calming her nerves.
"I am pleased to finally meet you in person. Your transcripts say much to your credit…". Ruby liked to think she handled that sentence well. She straightened her posture out slightly and took the comment as a compliment. Ozpin observed the hyperactive girl fidget, grimace and several other tells for nervousness as he decided to skirt that specific topic.
"However, your actions here tonight speak best to what you can accomplish". That sentence didn't seem to inspire confidence either.
"Mr. Arc, the boy who assisted you and my professor spoke rather highly of you, claiming that it was his "getting in your way" that allowed Torchwick to escape the scene. That being said, the video cameras on the street were disabled, leaving only his and your testimony to what occurred". At this point Ruby was doing her best to keep her jaw off of the floor. Nothing was making sense. She hadn't done anything remotely close.
"Since that is the case, I have come here to inform you that the evaluation you were scheduled to take is no longer needed". With that, Headmaster Ozpin stood up walking out of the room leaving the door ajar, a clear sign that she was free to leave. It took Ruby a moment to process everything. She was going to beacon, no doubt about it now.
Ruby stood up on shaky knees, taking the plate of cookies with her in a dazed stumble out of the building. She was going to beacon in a few days… She, Ruby Rose was going to be attending beacon. It seemed impossible, but she was. She must have been the luckiest person in Remnant.
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Ozpin looked over the potential students trying to apply, a few sheets printed out from the large number of electronically stored records. He looked over the paper frowning as he read the name, Ruby Rose. The last known descendant of the silver eyed warriors, with some fair achievements if her transcripts were to be believed.
His meeting with her said a completely different story. She was unsure of herself, scared of him mentioning her transcripts, scared of his opinion on her performance against Torchwick. Maybe he was overthinking a nervous student believing that they were being rejected from the school.
He scanned the next paper locating the residence listed on it. They read the same as Ms. Roses. Yang Xiao-Long, the unbreakable. A champion among fighters, living in the same house. It made sense that anyone applying from that household would be spoken highly of. That was his concern.
Tai would have bragged about both of their accomplishments if they both had accomplishments. He hadn't, instead making references to a niece that he was taking care of after her mother died, an old student of his, Summer Rose.
He certainly didn't know that she wasn't training to become a huntress, but it was certainly implied that she wasn't.
So, it would seem that Ms. Rose was an untrained civilian attempting to make her way into Beacon, except for one last piece stopping him from drawing finite conclusions. Paper rustled as he moved to the two last papers in his short stack. Blake Belladonna and Jaune Arc. They had traveled Anima and Sanus since they were children, with the death of Ms. Belladonna's parents and the fall of Kuro-Yuri.
Both were powerful individuals in their transcripts were to be believed, surviving several skirmishes with grimm before most were enrolled in primary combat schools. Even with the added help of a luck semblance among the pair, it was highly unlikely case.
Ms. Belladonna and her semblance were not the focus of the Headmaster's inquiries, but her partner. Unlisted or unknown semblance, and high combat ratings and lower academic scores. It all fit with his background, and he had claimed that he had merely assisted Ms. Rose, saying he had even gotten in her way.
The entire situation seemed like a contradiction, one that he had not allowed Glynda to interfere with. Regardless of her training, she was an important part of his little chess game. She needed to be ready for whatever the Queen's plans were.
If she was untrained, then it would be best to surround her in strong friends, both to protect her and to teach her. He looked down towards the cliffsides already planning his next move.
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