The Innocence of a Warrior: Chapter 1, Touchdown
Professor Ozpin, one of the greatest Huntsmen on Remnant, Headmaster of Beacon Academy, tactical genius of near unrivaled patience, was NOT having a good year.
First, one of his old, most trusted students, goes off on a mission with her partner and doesn't come back. Her partner blames himself for her disappearance, and like many good men, succumbs to the condition of alcoholism. In addition, her other old teammate, and father of her child, is now left a single father of two young girls.
Second, someone, he wasn't sure who, was tracking Amber, the fall maiden. As soon as Summer's partner gets his life back together, Ozpin was going to assign him to keep an eye on her, James Ironwood was doing his part to keep her safe for now, but they needed a more discreet agent out there.
Third... there was some sort of meteorite on a direct collision course with the Emerald Forest, way too early in the morning.
"You've got to be-"
*BOOM*
He was so lucky that it was summer vacation, so most of the students and faculty were away for the next few months. This was going to take a while to clean up.
Ozpin calmly strolled through the forest, any Grimm being easily dispatched as he proceeded towards the crash site. Reaching a previously non-existant crater, he was surprised to see how small the object that crashed was, and more surprised to see that it wasn't just some rock, but some type of pod.
The metal it was made of was silver in color, with a blue glass pane acting as a window in and out of said pod. Upon closer inspection the front of it seemed to be covered in hastily scrawled characters, from what language he hadn't a clue. Despite that, the symbols above and below said characters conveyed the intended message rather well.
Danger.
Ozpin, being the... eccentric man that he is, walked closer to the pod to peer inside. Perhaps there would be some form of grotesque, monstrous, alien life form inside that could threaten the lives of everyone on remnant. Peering through the glass, he was more shocked by what he found than that.
Inside, unconscious, was a young girl. She couldn't have even been 10 years old, maybe 6 or 7. She had medium length spiky black hair and wore what seemed to be some kind of gray and purple tunic and skirt.
He immediately began palming around the sides of the pod, looking for a release. To his surprise, the pod seemingly opened on its own, releasing gas in what seemed to be depressurization. Ozpin took a moment to collect himself before reaching in and gently lifting the child out of the small room.
He examined her physical state, there miraculously didn't seem to be any visible wounds on her, and her breathing, while soft, was steady. Through this examination he discovered that she was a faunus, as a monkey-like tail poked out from a hole in the back of her skirt. Despite her healthy appearance, he'd need to bring her back to Beacon's medical center for a proper evaluation.
Holding her steady, Ozpin started walking back towards Beacon, contemplating the child's origins, before his train of thought was halted by his scroll ringing.
"Hello?"
"Ozpin, it's Glynda, I just heard about an explosion in the Forest. Is everything alright?" The concerned, yet somehow still stern voice of his friend asked from the line. Ozpin looked back in the direction of the crash site before replying.
"Yes, Glynda, everything seems alright. I'm just gonna need you to help with repairing the landscape soon."
"Ozpin, I know there's something you're not telling me. I'm not gonna ask, because usually you keep secrets for the good of all involved, Oum knows about all the faunus that hide what they really are here." The nurse muttered that last part, "but I'm going to require you bring her back for checkups every couple of weeks, just so I can make sure this is how she's supposed to be." Ozpin raised an brow with concern slightly raised in his voice.
"Oh? Is something wrong?"
"No. You said you found her on the edge of an explosion caused crater, but she has no damage whatsoever anywhere on her body, she may have some kind of brain damage but I can't tell until she wakes up." She summarized, "however, her muscle and bone density is far greater than that of most extreme athletes, let alone children. I just want to run some check ups, make sure this is natural for her." Ozpin let out a sigh of relief. Taking a sip of his coffee he smiled at the nurse.
"Alright then, I hope you don't mind me sticking around until she wakes up." He said before taking another sip.
"Of course not, she should be waking up soon, so it won't be much of a wait." She answered before leaving the room, likely to check up on supplies, or perhaps double check the test results. The nurse was only gone for a few minutes before the young girl began to stir in her bed, Ozpin set down his cup, and folded his hands under his chin, looking at her with as calming a look as he can create.
Her eyes flew open revealing amethyst irises as the pupils darted around the room in a brief panic before settling on him.
"Hello." She said sheepishly, seemingly shrinking into the bed.
Ozpin blinked, he had been expecting pretty much everything but that. He was expecting everything from 'who are you, where am I,' to just loud screaming, the simple greeting caught him off guard, albeit only very briefly.
"Hello." He replied with a soft voice, reserved for when dealing with children.
"Um, this is probably the weirdest question to ask in this situation, but," The level of speech was also surprising, rather well spoken for an elementary school age girl. "Do you know who I am, because I don't remember anything."
Figures it was impossible to escape that crash without any injuries, but amnesia would probably be the most difficult to deal with.
"Are you sure? Not even a name?" She looked deep in thought for a few moments, before she just looked at him with a smile and nodded. "And what might this name be?" He asked kindly.
"Shaya." She said with a soft smile, he was nice, she didn't know who she was, but she liked nice people.
"Well, I am Professor Ozpin, if you don't remember any loved ones or guardians, do you think you would like to stay here at my school, Shaya?" She frowned for a moment while looking out the window, at the beautiful landscape and architecture of the school around her.
She simply nodded, a small smile on her face, before she removed the monitoring equipment from her and stood up out of the bed, only now just noticing the hospital gown she was wearing.
"Do I... have any other clothes?"
Shaya, fully dressed in the attire she arrived in, walked beside Professor Ozpin, eyes wide as she took in the sheer magnitude of the beauty of the buildings around her. Her tail swayed happily as she seemingly experienced the world for the first time. He said he was going to take her to get food, so she followed him without even a moment of contemplation.
"THIS is a school?!" She all but shouted from next to him, he simply nodded. "And you work HERE?!" He just chuckled.
"I would hope so, after all it wouldn't make sense for a headmaster to NOT work at their school." He replied with just a little mirth. Her response was to gasp as she put her hands on each of her cheeks and pushed them together.
"That must be awesome." She said with a hushed, awestruck, tone.
"Be careful with that." He said and was met with a confused look, "that level of adorableness could be weaponized and used to strike down even the greatest of foes." Instead of getting an indignant pout or a flush of embarrassment from the girl, he was given a look of serious contemplation in reply.
"I'll need to work on that then, never know when it might be helpful." He looked at her in surprise for a moment before she just smiled and stuck her tongue out at him. "I can play that game too." She bragged.
They walked through the door to the cafeteria, and were met with the chatter of the students that decided against going home for the summer.
"Good morning, Professor Ozpin." A white haired woman said as she walked by with a small tray of food, before stopping to smile at Shaya, "and who's this little one?" She asked politely. Ozpin was surprised to see the previously playful and chatty girl hide half of her form behind him.
"Good morning, Winter, this is Shaya." He introduced as he took half a step away in an attempt to reveal Shaya, only for Shaya to cross the same distance in sync with him, keeping her just as hidden as before. "Shaya, this is Winter Schnee, a very skilled and bright second year at my school."
Winter reached out a hand towards Shaya, but stopped at about halfway between them, Shaya slowly reached out towards and shook Winter's hand.
"You're really pretty." She said quietly, Winter gave a smile.
"Thank you, you are too." Getting a bright smile out of Shaya in return. "Maybe I'll see you sometime later, Shaya." Winter said before walking away towards a table.
"We'll just come sit with you once I get some food!" Shaya called out to the older girl. Ozpin watched the brief exchange with a small smile and small amount of confusion, before heading towards the food with the young girl.
"Now why were you being so shy, at first, you certainly didn't act like that with me." He commented as he picked out his own breakfast sandwich as well as a variety of meats, fruits, and vegetables. He looked over to see Shaya picking out more meat than anything else, as well as a large variety of said meats. She grabbed a couple of fruits before picking up her tray and walking towards where Winter was sitting.
"You said I was adorable, when an adorable thing looks scared bad people try not to be so bad, and good people try to be even better." She explained with a natural child's innocence in her tone.
"I don't believe I've ever heard of or seen manipulation be performed so benevolently." Ozpin responded as he and Shaya sat down across from Winter, who looked far more surprised by the child's choice of food and the sheer amount of it than he had.
"By Oum, Shaya, do you really plan on eating all of that?" She asked incredulously. Shaya just shrugged before digging into her meal so voraciously that calling it ferocious would be an understatement. Ozpin raised an eyebrow, but nonetheless responded to Winter's inquiry.
"Shaya here has a significantly above average muscle density than normal, I'm guessing this is one of the ways she maintains it." He answered calmly, taking a bite from his breakfast sandwhich, that was when a blonde woman with green eyes decided to make her presence known, she walked over and tapped Ozpin on the shoulder.
"Professor Ozpin, I took care of the 'landscape issues', but I have a few questions." She let the end statement hang for a moment. Ozpin finished off the sandwhich, before wiping his face with a napkin and standing.
"I see. Excuse me Winter, Shaya, I will return momentarily. Winter, do keep an eye on her please." He said as he left the two to their meals, Shaya not even slowing down as she gave a grunt of understanding, while Winter stared in morbid fascination as the small girl wolfed down a slab of venison.
Ozpin and Glynda went off to one of the unoccupied parts of the mess hall, before Glynda shot Ozpin a look of mild irritation.
"So, are you going to tell me what model Atlas contraption I just buried in the middle of the forest?" She asked. To which he bit back a smirk.
"Believe it or not I don't think it was Atlesian, or even Remnation in nature." He spoke hushedly. Goodwitch just raised an eyebrow.
"Aliens, Ozpin, really?"
"I found a surprisingly mature child with amnesia, a knack for manipulation, a highly carnivorous appetite, and a muscle and bone density greater than anyone short of a body builder. In a metal ball. In the middle of the woods. I don't think aliens are the weirdest part of this situation." He recited calmly before taking a sip from his coffee.
The deadpan stare she gave him was strong enough to break concrete. "Then what is?"
This statement was immediately followed by a startled yelp, a smashing noise, and the sound of a table breaking.
"That."
"Oh dear."
Prior, with Shaya and Winter
"Where are you putting all of it?" Winter asked the young girl, receiving no response other than the continued sounds of meat being torn and chewed. Her thoughts on the stomach capacity of the child were interrupted by a sound she was all too familiar with.
Stupidity.
"Huh, I didn't know this school allowed small animals on campus." Came a voice that, if Winter's expression was anything to go by, was unwelcome.
"Leave the kid alone, Thrush." Winter called back calmly at the racist and his team that strolled over behind Shaya, not that she acknowledged them, she just kept on eating.
"Y'know I would, if it weren't for the fact that this is really confusing to me." He said, scratching the side of his head. "I mean, I thought that monkeys weren't big meat eaters." He said as he grabbed Shaya's tail and tugged while he and his team laughed.
That was when Winter noticed a distinct lack of sound that she had recently grown used to hearing.
The sound of eating.
"YAAAHH!" Shaya yelped, before twisting her form towards the significantly larger form, forcibly unbending his fingers to release her tail from his grip before, in a display that stunned everyone present, she flipped him over her and while he was in mid air she spun and kicked him straight in the gut, sending him through the table she was just eating at.
"That." Came the voice of the white haired headmaster.
"Oh Dear."
Alright, so that was the first chapter of my first ever fanfic, if you guys couldn't tell this story starts at about 10 years before the show itself starts.
The OC is actually my character from Dragon Ball Xenoverse. My friend and I came up with the idea for this story after we thought of "What if our characters from (insert game here) ended up on Remnant?"
We've come up with these concepts for several other games as well, such as Dark Souls, Fallout, Skyrim, Elder Scrolls Online, Syndicate, Prototype, etc.
If this gets good feedback, not only will I continue writing it, but I might even start on some of the others.
Please leave any suggestions, comments, questions, or criticisms in the review section.
No flame please.