I am a huge fan of RWBY and have wanted to make my own fanfiction for some time now. Please review and critic it as this is my first time writing one of this anyway enjoy.
Flashbacks/Situations not from the protagonists POV= Bold
Thoughts = Italics
Speech = Normal
Chapter 1: A second chance
"Don't stop running"
"Wasn't planning on it"
"Did you seriously just say that?"
"Oh, mother…"
"Fucker"yells the boy on my right, followed by a loud crack of something hitting the side of the vehicle. He leans forward rubbing his head and cursing loudly, the movement causing his handcuffs to rattle softly.
I chuckle and look around the police van, the other two occupants looking just as amused at our companion's discomfort; we stare at each other in relative silence listening to the beautiful thing that is our friend's extensive knowledge of curse words.
A sudden banging noise from the driver's side of the vehicle instantly pulls us out of our moment of peace.
"Quit the language back there" the cop orders.
This earns an eye roll from me and a number of groans from my companions. However, the cursing stops and silence once again fills the van.
"Hey, Ivor," The boy sitting in front of me says.
"Yeah" I reply blowing a lock of my dirty blond hair out of my eyes.
"What did we do wrong?"
I stare at him for a few seconds disbelief before a brief laugh escapes me.
"Nickolas Bowly are you serious right now?"
This earns me a soft smile as he sits back and rests his head against the side of the van. With his glowing green eyes, soft brown hair and slightly babyish face Nickolas or Nick as we call him was the pretty boy of our little band of misfits. However behind all that was the one person I would always want in a fight with a black belt in karate he has pulled my ass out of heaps of situations, also helps that he knows his way around a lock pick.
I feel something tap my shoulder and look to see a pair of black eyes resembling that of a beetle's staring at me from the other corner of the van, the boy that they belong to points to a spot on the bench next to me. A quick glance shows a wrapper of chewing gum is the culprit; I glare back towards the boy.
"Very funny Ollie," I say sarcastically.
He responds with the biggest shit eating grin I have ever seen before popping a piece of gum into his mouth, making sure to chew as loudly as possible. This doesn't last long before Nick silences him with a slap to the side of the head, his black hair covering his eyes as he begins to choke on his gum. Ollie Sparks is the smartest kid is our school when it comes to anything electrical ranging from breaking into confidential school files to turning his calculator into an electronic locks worst nightmare, however, he isn't the best at social situations preferring to not act like himself unless around people he is closest to.
"Hey come on Ollie don't die on us," I say before returning my attention to Nick.
"Now to answer your very stupid question, we are in this lovely government vehicle because we stole a very nice car and then blew it due to the fact that the dumbass on my right forgot what were the brake and accelerator and how they worked."
I feel the aforementioned boy's amber eyes glaring into the side of my head before looking at the floor of the van.
"It wasn't my fault" he mumbles softly.
I stare at his untidy maroon hair and sigh softly before rubbing his hair.
"Yeah, Roy it wasn't your fault just mucking around."
He glances at me before turning away, his body shaking rapidly.
"Shit is he crying?" I reach out to comfort him before the sounds of muffled laughter reaches my ears. A closer look reveals that Roy is, in fact, crying from tears due to him laughing too hard.
"You son of a bitch, you played me!" I shout punching him in the shoulder.
This causes him to just laugh harder tears running down his face, his huge body shaking with the force of his laughter. Years of playing rugby have turned him into a mountain of a person but his sense of humour that seems to only consist of childish jokes and puns wears off after a while.
"Roy Light I swear to god…"
"You kids shut up back there!" Shouts the cop, causing us all to nearly jump out of our seats.
"You guys don't know how much trouble you're in do... Holy shit"
The sound of screeching tires is heard before something smashes into the van. The four of us screams and yell as we feel the van leave the ground; I'm thrown off my seat and a sense of weightlessness overcomes me. Something slams into me and smashes me into the back of the van.
"Oh fuck my back" I yell as I hear the sounds of two more things smashing into the door.
The van then lurches for sending me into whatever is on top of me.
"Ouch, what the hell man?"
"My bloody balls!" Someone screams next to me.
"Sorry Roy but get the hell off me" I moan rolling him to the side.
I sit up; the pain causes me to hiss softly. I twist my body to see two shapes withering in the darkness, groans of pain and discomfort reaching me through the darkness.
"Ollie? Nick? You guys alright."
"Yeah I think but I need a new back" answered Ollie.
"Same here also might need to replace my testies, wanker over here landed on them." And there is Nick.
"Roy how about you"
"I'm fine just a little winded" A pained voice answers.
Now that I'm feeling like my back doesn't look like a pretzel. I pull myself up using the benches as a support. I straighten my glasses and look at the top of a police van, the sun dimly shines through the windscreen.
"That's weird I could have sworn it was just past 3, did we get knocked out?"
I am able to make out the outline of the cop lying against the grating that had separated us from him. He isn't moving. A drop of something wet strikes my face. I wipe it off my face and look at it, my eyes squinting in the dim light. It feels sticky and I am just able to make out the colour of crimson. My mind is only able to think of one word.
"Blood"I whisper staring back up at the body of the officer.I feel like screaming but I don't want to scare the others, I glance back at the windscreen, I feel my eyes widen as I see the unmistakable shape of a stingray pass over it.
"That can't be good"
"Hey guys I've got some good news and some bad news," I say looking back at my group faint curses and groans echoing in the van as they begin to pull themselves off the bottom.
"What's the bad news?" Nick asks as he cracks his shoulder.
I look up, "Well I pretty sure the cop's dead and that we are at the bottom of the ocean."
The boys suddenly stop what they're doing and turn to where I am looking; we just stand there for what feels like an eternity watching the outlines of different types of sea life gracefully goes by. It would have been peaceful if it weren't for the circumstances.
"Well, what was the good news going to be that we now have our own aquarium" Roy yells at me.
I stare at him for a few moments before replying, "Actually yeah you right."
We just stare at each other all of us unsure what to do and then Ollie starts to laugh softly and first but soon his laughter fills the small van, followed Nick then Roy and finally me. Our laughter isn't that of joy however it is of sorrow and regret, how we are going to most likely die it this box with a dead man about us all because we wanted to drive a stupid car.
Eventually, we stop and the deafening silence once again fills the room. The only sound being our silent breaths and of the dead cop's blood dripping onto the floor. I lean against the side of the van sliding placing my head into my hands. The silence of my friends informs me that they were doing something similar, the only thought running through my head is, "what are we going to do now?"
"You don't need to die here," A woman's voice says.
We all nearly jump out of our skin. I desperately look around trying to find where the voice is coming from. All the guys stare at me all of them wearing the same expression, 'What the fuck?'
"Where are you and what do you mean?" I say.
The voice chuckles "I am everywhere but nowhere and I mean what I say, you don't have to die here today."
Roy steps closer to me and speaks, "How aren't we going to die we're stuck at the bottom of the bloody ocean?"
The voice is silent for a moment, "I will give you a choice, die in this world or be born into another."
I look at the others, even though I can't see their face they're probably the same as mine. Disbelief mixed with concern and most of all interest.
"What's the catch if we go to this other world?"
The voice falters as if surprised by the question but then answers, "That you will protect the world I place you in, as it is under threat from many dangers. But it is also a world of possibilities that are beyond your wildest dreams. In this world, you will be given abilities then no man of this world has, however, should you choose to accept I will grant one of you a power that is unique even to the alternate world, a power that makes the user a monster in the eyes of many.
Her words hang heavily in the air and as I turn to my companions they keep repeating themselves in my head.
"So what are we going to do?" asks Ollie staring straight at me.
"I say we go I mean you heard what she said if we don't we die, I would rather take a chance staying alive that then giving up like this. I don't want to die today!" states Roy.
"Are you insane did you listen to what she just said one of us has to become a monster for us to go over there! Are you willing to sacrifice one of our own to do this and what if she is lying we can't trust her!" snaps Nick?
I look at my friends. Their anger radiating through the darkness, I look at the ground desperately trying to think of something stop this from reaching boiling point.
"A leader makes sacrifices for the ones he commands," Says the dying man smiling as he takes the child's hand for the last time.
The memory fades away but with it goes my uncertainty; I look at my friends the anger still evident on them.
"Not if I give myself up."
My teammates turn and just stare at me, I grin at the shocked expression I picture on their faces. Ollie is the first to speak up.
"You can't be serious"
I grin at him my teeth shining slightly in the dark, "Oh I'm deadly serious I will take whatever I need to make sure you guys are safe, that what a good leader does right?"
I feel Roy's hand on my shoulder, as he gives me a reassuring squeeze, "You sure about this."
I grab Roy's hand and squeeze it tightly, "You know it and as you said I don't feel like dying today."
I turn to Nick and place my hand on his shoulders, staring straight into his eyes, "I can't do this without you, Nick, we all stay or we all go what's your choice."
Nick shifts slightly from side to side, his face an overload of expressions that but that is soon overtaken by an unreadable mask before looking back at me. "When I joined your band of dumbasses I was made to swear that I would follow you to the end of the earth." His mouth turning into a small smirk before punching me lightly on the shoulder, "What difference does another world make".
I nod slowly and then shift my attention to Ollie, "What do you say mate ready to live for another day."
Ollie chuckles softly, "You know what my answer is already but bloody hell there isn't ever a dull moment with you is there?"
"Not a chance buddy," I reply before looking back at the darkness. I look at back at the others for one last time; one by one they nod at me Roy giving me an encouraging thumb up. I turn back into the darkness.
"Okay lady you heard us, we accept your offer and I will take the power you talked about."
Silence looms over us for some time, before the voice speaks once again.
"Very good you will now be granted a new life use it wisely; I will talk to you boys in the new world until then farewell.
With those final words, the boys are left there in the dark, till the silence is broken by Roy.
"So what going to happen n…ahhh"
The end of his sentence was replaced by extremely loud screaming as bright light erupts from the centre of the van, I shield my eyes and feel its warmth as it covers us in its embrace.
Then as quickly as it came it leaves. Placing us in what appears to be an alleyway of a city, "You guys alright?" I ask they all nod. "Good let's see where we a….." I stop suddenly as stare at my friends unable to understand what the hell I am looking at."Roy and Ollie what the hell happened to you?"
They look at me puzzled at then turn to look at each other and at pretty much the same way.
"What the hell/fuck" With the most vulgar response being Roy's. The cause of stress was a pair of animal ears resting on top of their heads with Roy's appearing to be that of a fox's and Ollie's resembling that of a cat.
Roy rushes over and grabs me tightly before shaking me furiously. "Ivor, how do we fix this?"
My response to this being. "I…DON'T…KNOW….BUT….PLEASE…STOP….ME!"
After scolding him for nearly killing me via violent shaking. I say "look we'll figure this out later but let's see where we are first ok?"
They all nod and we walk through the alleyway, Ollie and Roy fussing over their new anatomy just as we reach the end of the path. My little group then suddenly stops all of us looking at amazement at what lies before us. I hear someone walk up behind me and just stand there placing their hand onto my shoulder.
"Ivor where the hell are we?" Nick asks.
I turn back at him at grin widely, "I don't but I can tell you one thing, we sure as hell aren't in Australia anymore."
