I don't own RWBY, but I do own this story, which I thank you in advance for reading. Dono't mind the update, I just rewrote some of the last few Paragraph to make them better story-wise. Tell me in a review if I did...or don't I guess I don't own your life.
I am not what you would consider normal by well, normal standards. I was born Thomas Juan Carlos Blalack, though I am most known by my nickname: T.J. Why am I telling you this, you ask? Well, I think it is polite to give you my name before telling you of my adventure.
It all started one day in the afternoon, I was coming home after a…difficult day at school. I was simply walking home when I heard a familiar scream coming from my left, about 10 feet away in an alleyway. I ran to the source as fast as I could hoping it was not who I think it was.
When I finally got there, I found one of my closest friends Carolina, being forced upon by her boyfriend, Alfonso and two of his friends. My first instinct was; of course, try my best to save her. I ran towards them, landing a dropkick on the guy to Alfonso's right, quickly getting back up due to Hand to hand training from my friend Damion, but managing to knock him down at least, surprising the other two enough to have them drop her.
"What. The fuck. Do you guys. Think you're doing." I said quickly adopting my normal fighting stance, most of my body turned to left, legs spread shoulder length, right foot facing them, left arm bent and lifted to my neck, right in a more relaxed stance to my side, both fists clenched, and eyes focused on their limbs in case they start and attack first.
Alfonso steps forward with a smirk on his face. "We're just having some fun at her request. Maybe if you're lucky I'll even let you join." The rage I felt at hearing that statement was almost palpable. By instinct, I take a step closer. "What's the problem, Tom? It's not like you haven't been in our position before." He calmly says, smile getting even bigger.
The shock of him knowing what happened so long ago was enough to distract me for a few seconds, but that was enough for him to land a right hook to my jaw, knocking me to the ground. I tried to get up but he put his heel on my throat and got a knife from one of his friends.
"Let me tell you how this is gonna go, Tom." He says, removing my glasses and pointing the knife at my left eye. "I'm gonna do whatever I want to her, and you're not gonna do anything, and if you do…well…" He makes two vertical cuts that immediately start to bleed. One on the skin over my right eye, going from the top of the eye to my hairline. The second going from the bottom of my left eye, to my chin.
"I'm going to have a problem, and if I'm going to have a problem, you're going to have a problem too, understand?" He proposes, pointing the knife at my throat.
"…"
"Great to have you on my side then." Alfonso says, assuming my silence guaranties his dominance. He puts the knife away from me and slowly walks to Carolina, having one of his friends/slaves hold me against the wall with my left arm-twisted behind my back. As soon as my front hits the wall, I immediately head-butt his friend in the nose with the back edge of my skull, hearing a satisfying CRACK. I then jump with all my strength and turn horizontally, using the wall as a floor, I can hear my left arm twist out of its socket, but using the momentum I manage to perform a suplex on the guy, knocking him out instantly. Unfortunately, his body lands on my head, disorientating me.
As I push him off me I see a knife heading towards me, prompting me to immediately roll to the left, causing Alfonso forcing him to his knees, followed by a hit to his most vulnerable area, causing him to fall completely to the ground.
I turn to see a fist coming, hitting my left eye and knocking me to the ground. Alfonsos remaining friend tries going for another punch, but I manage to catch it in my hand.
"I have studied human anatomy for almost 12 years, I'm 18," I say, getting on my feet.
"Counting the shoulder, there are 5 bones in the arm…Want to see how many I can break in a minute?" I twist his arm and put him in an arm bar, then kick his wrist, hearing a snap.
"That was your radius." I then punch his collar area, his back, near the shoulder, hear, and snapping and cracking sound, respectfully.
"Those were your clavicle and scapula." I say, standing back up writhing in agony
"3 out of 5, can't be perfect every time" I quip, going to Carolina.
"Are you o-" I'm interrupted by a loud bang, most likely a gunshot. I look down to see blood coming out from a newly made hole in my chest.
I turn around to see Alfonso with a pistal pointed at me, the end smoking. Silently I walk over to him, him looking as though I've grown two heads, considering the fact
that I am walking over to him with a gun wound. He promptly start shooting out of fear, missing twice and hitting my side the third time.
"I'm in fight or flight mode, using adrenaline I'm temporarily able to not feel pain, and while I will die form these wounds, I still have enough strength to take you with me."
I take away the gun from him and disassemble it enough that it cant be used.
"Let me tell you how this is going to go, Alfonso. I'm going to beat you into unconsciousness for hurting her, and if you try to stop me, your going to have a problem." I say standing within 3 feet of him.
I grab him by the collar, and head-butt his forehead, knocking him to his knees, then I punch him in the face twice, the first one disorientating him,
the second knocking him to the ground. I kick his face and grab him by the throat, slamming his head into the wall next to us. I bring him away from the wall, landing four
consecutive attacks to the face, a right hook, followed by a right backhand, followed by a head-butt, breaking his nose, followed by a second head-butt this time letting him fall to the ground, unconscious.
With that problem solved, I limp over to Carolina, trying to make sure she is ok.
"Are you ok?"
"AM I OK!? Compared to you I'm fucking fine and dandy."Carolina says, though I know she means well, this is just how we've always been. Snarking to each other no matter what the circumstances. I take this opportunity to look down at my body and realize just what my body has been through in the past few minutes.
"Oh...heh, It be just a flesh wound." I joke, immediately falling to my knees my back hitting the wall.
"Oh no, No, you are NOT dying on me!" Carolina screams, trying her best to plug up the wounds on my body and failing.
"It's too late, too many wounds, and I've lost too much blood. Just please...Stop screaming, and just sit with me for awhile." I say, patting next to me with my good hand.
"Ok..."She reluctantly complies, taking a seat to my left.
"So...this is how my story ends, who would've thought, heh. Still, as long as your safe, it's worth it."
"Why are you so reckless...why do you never think things through, Thomas..."
"Call it my inherent charm."
""You have charm?
"I TAKE OFFENSE TO THAT!" We both share a laugh
"...How long to do you have left?"
"He got my in the stomach, and the adrenaline's wherein off...So i'd wager like 5 minutes."
"I see..." She stands up, grabs his dropped knife and starts walking to him.
"Carolina, I know what your thinking, D o n ' t." She turns back to me with tears in her eyes, anger evident on her face.
"AND WHY THE HELL NOT!? HE JUST TOOK MY BEST FRIEND FROM ME!"
"He is beaten, unconscious, not even worth the effort. If you kill him you'll become no better, this way, at very least he'll get life in prison, a lot of time to think about this."
"I-I just...don't want you to go..."
"It's okay, I saved you, so at least I did something good in my life." She sits back down with me
"You remember what I did for Senior Prank?"
"You mean when you brought 3 pigs into the school labeled 1, 2, and 4?"
"Yep." I answer with a chuckle.
"It took them and hour and a half to realize there was no 4th pig heh..."
"I'm going to be going soon...I can feel it."
"...Thank you for being my friend...and for saving me." I can feel my eye lids getting heavy.
"No problem...Goodnight, my friend..." I whisper, closing my eyes.
"Goodnight..."
I wake up surrounded by flowers, in what looks like a meadow, with a bright sunny sky above. Looking in front of me, I see a throne made out of wood, fancy-looking but at the same time giving out a feeling of calm. I walk up and put my hand on the armrest, suddenly getting a foreboding feeling, as though my ultimate fate will be decided in this very room.
"Greetings, I've been expecting you." I hear a deep toned male voice call from behind me. Not dangerous sounding, but more of a firm tone, like a father.
I turn around to see a 6 feet tall being holding his hands behind his back, whose face is covered in light, almost blinding, while his body is cover in a strange silver armor.
"...God?" My only response is laughter, not malicious, but simply amused.
"Sadly no. I am known as Professor Paradox. I have been watching you for a long time, in fact the only reason I was able to summon you here was because of your death."
"Oh yeah...I died, didn't I..." My face quickly falls upon that realization.
"There is no need to be so crestfallen, you have saved someone at great sacrifice, and I believe that deserves a reward."
"Why?"
"Hmm?" Paradox tilts his...flame? at me in curiosity.
"I'm fairly certain that I'm not the first person on Earth to save someone at great sacrifice, so why?"
"hmm...smart, with great attention to detail. Two very good qualities to have. Very well, In recognition of your observational skills, I shall tell you. There was something about you, about the sheer determination you had to make amends for your past, however, you would not be able to successfully do that in a world that already knew so much about you, so I have decided to give you another chance on a new world."
As soon as he finishes, a reddish portal opens up behind me, showing the words "From Dust Till Dawn."
"It is entirely your choice however, and I will leave you alone to make it." I hear before looking behind me to see that Paradox is gone.
I turn back to the portal and contemplate on whether I should trust him or not.
"You probably should." My thoughts are interrupted by another being walking near me, this one in grayish armor with golden trim.
"Who-"
"Me? Just an old friend, or is it a future friend? Eh dosen't matter, just know we are very close in the future, but yeah I think you should go, make new friends, make amends, and all that jazz." The mysterious figure says, walking the other way.
"Just whatever you do, try and always be kind. It's the least any of us can strive for." He says before fading out of view.
Thinking about both his words and Professor Paradoxes words, I walk thru the portal, my choice made, and into a new life.