The blood watching.
Gamer: Now I know what you're thinking, 'Gamer, but what about The Puppeteer Huntsman? Weren't you working on that?', WELL! Funny thing really, my younger cousin found the USB that I saved EVERY. CHAPTER. ON. Deleted all my work! And filled it with episodes of Sex and the City. . .
Gamer: I have currently found a new USB, and I'm gonna just try and forget, just. . .forget.
Gamer: FUCK! FUCKITY FUCK FUCK! FUCKING HELL FUCK FUCK FUUUUUUUCK!
Gamer: Apologies, needed to get that out of my system. . .anyways, this story will be about Erik Vagrant and his adventures on Remnant, with a few changes to his characters, his weaponry, not to mention the actual STORY will be waaaaaaaaay different, so enjoy!
Don't forget to comment, rate and review!
I don't own RWBY, just my OC!
Chapter 1:
The universe is, to put it simply, huge. Filled with infinite possibilities it shouldn't be much of a surprise to find that there are other beings out there, beings with power to rival gods.
Ah, and here is one now.
"Well, everything seems to be in order, the Animeverse is going as it should, the Potterverse is running smoothly, now let's check the- WHAT?!"
A startled cry ran through the universe at unprecedented speeds, blank white eyes gazing upon the RWBYverse, and noticing changes, changes which AREN'T suppose to happen! These changes are dangerous! And direct influence isn't allowed!
"Then again. . .who said I need to do something? Yes, I think that I'll have a little champion do all the deeds needed, but why stop there!? I should at least make it fun!" And with a snap of his fingers, the primordial beings was gone, a slight chuckle echoing through eternity.
The Theatre:
And with a small pop, there was people, these people were confused, and rightfully so. A minute ago they were all preparing plans for various things, eg. packing for school, planning to take over the world, usual things.
These people were Ruby Rose, Weiss Schnee, Blake Belladonna, Yang Xiao-long, their respective parents, Summer Rose, Jaque and Elina Schnee, Khali and Ghira Belladonna, Tai Xiao-long, Raven Branwen, her brother Qrow Branwen, Jaune Arc, Nora Valkyrie, Pyrrha Nikos, Lie Ren, Coco Adel, Fox Alistair, Velvet Scarletina, Yatsuhashi Kyoto, Professor Ozpin, his assistant Glynda Goodwitch, Weiss Schnee's older sister and younger brother, Winter and Whitley Schnee, their Butler Klein, General James Ironwood, Cinder Fall, her proteges Mercury Black and Emerald Sustrai, the Professors of Beacon, Bartholomew Oobleck (It's DOCTOR Oobleck!) and Professor Peter Port, Neo, Rowan Torchwick, and Adam Taurus rounding out the collection of groans and confused stares. They were all surprised to find themselves within a large theatre, perfectly capable of holding 100 people, yet there were only 30 people, that they could see of course.
"M-. . .Mum?" A tiny voice belonging to Ruby Rose squeaked, her eyes brimming with tears and hope as she gazed at the familiar face of her mother, Summer rose. Her eyes shining silver as they gazed on the older, yet equally special eyes of Summer.
"Ruby? I-Is that you my Rose? Oh my how much you've grown!" The woman cried, walking to her dear daughter and looking her over with motherly pride. Before anyone else could speak, two more pops rang into The Theatre. Two young men, each only about seventeen, stood in front of them, one dressed in a light brown doctors coat with two belts and a strap containing small, thin vials that held a strange, small light, not enough to brighten a room, but enough to catch the eye. His dusty black boots fidgeted as the young brown haired man with fair skin and blank eyes straightened out his gray shirt, checking his pocket until finally locking eyes with his guest, another young man, this one with black hair in a small ponytail under a black fedora with a gray ribbon, a similarly coloured vest over a red dress shirt with long sleeves rolled up to the mid-forearms, his red eyes unflinching at the blank stare he was receiving, his black dress jeans and black and red wingtip shoes all clean and dust free.
"Now, I'm sure you're all very confused as to what you're all doing here, well allow me to introduce myself, my name is Gamer, and I am what you might call a 'God', but what I and my fellow people call an Author, it is our job to write the past, the present, and the future within the multitude of universes. I had cast my gaze to your verse, the RWBYverse, and noticed that things were not going as they were meant to, people were dying when they were meant to be living, people fought when they weren't meant to fight. So, I decided to change a few things, by starting with the man next to me, Erik Vagrant."
"Sup, I'm Erik, but you can call me Sally! . . .unless of course, you DON'T want a possibly psychotic maybe-kinda cannibal playing skip rope with your intestines! HAHAHAHAHAAAA!" Erik said, laughing with mad glee as he doubled over while the others watch in slight fear of the obviously deranged young man.
"Now, if you would all take a seat, we may begin, doesn't matter where, just where ever's most comfortable for you." The Author, Gamer, popped into existence facing his guests, just in front of the huge screen on the wall. "Now, we will all be watching Erik as he makes his way through Beacon and subsequently Remnant, if you need anything please don't hesitate to ask. Enjoy." And like that he was gone once again, this time there wasn't another pop of return.
"What is this place?" Ruby asked, looking to her older sister as she leaned on to her mother's shoulder, eager to spend the time becoming closer to her. Yang shrugged, not understanding the situation much herself.
"It seems that this 'Author', Gamer I believe his name is, is showing us the events surrounding that other young man, Erik I believe his name is." Blake said, kindly explaining from her seat between her mother and father.
"This better be good, we're gonna miss Beacon if this goes on too long!" Weiss complained, though the more observant people all noted that she sat a few seats away from her family, a possible splitting between the Schnee's perhaps?
"SH SH SH it's starting!" Nora exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air in her excitement.
The camera seems to fly through the air over the city of Vale, showing the bustling people and hearing the sounds of excited buyers and sellers.
The camera zooms on to a small cafe balcony, showing Erik Vagrant standing on the table, singing at the top of his lungs.
Erik:
Sing, sing like there's nobody watching,
Sing, sing like there's nobody watching,
Sing, sing like there's nobody listening,
Sing, sing like there's nobody listening,
SING!
(AN: Nobody watching- Hollywood Undead.)
"Seriously Erik? Seriously?" Yang said, a smile tugging at her lips as the young man smiled unashamedly.
"What? It's a good song, I like to sing it in the bathtub." Erik sniggered, a blush blossoming on most of the younger watchers faces, making Erik laugh all the harder.
Erik jumped from table to table, disrupting service and peoples dinner conversations without a care.
Erik: Man, you people are BOOOORING! None of you have even called the police yet- oh, it seems I spoke too soon.
An overweight cop with a grubby walrus style mustache sauntered up to Erik, his greedy pig-like face turning a most interesting shade of puce.
"Wow, the standards for the VPD really went downhill, into a ditch, that caught on fire." Coco said, looking at the pudgy cop in distaste. Many of the watchers nodded in agreement.
"Oh, I'm sure if we give the man a change, he'll do the responsible thing." Summer said, smiling kindly to her daughter, who looked a little worried. Yang of course just had to add her two cents- er, her two lien.
"Are you talking about the cop or Erik?" she joked, and the two Rose's laughed, their voices quite similar to each other's.
Cop: Alright, I got a report that a young man matching your description was vandalizing property of this establishment, sir I'm gonna have to ask you to come with me.
It was quite obvious to those watching that the overweight cop had a sense of superiority that most certainly did not belong to him.
Erik seemed to think on this over for a minute, his expression thoughtful, until he suddenly kicked off the table and landed on the balcony railing. He smirked and jumped, kicking up the table and launching it onto the cop who dared interrupt his fun.
Erik: See yah later fat boy! But please, a parting gift!
And like that, Erik flung a stray plate of cheesecake into the bleeding mans face, his nose broken from the table smashing into him.
"HOLY SHIT, what the hell?!" A slightly horrified Yang exclaimed, receiving a 'hush!' from Summer and Ruby.
"I agree, that went from zero to a hundred real quick." Qrow said, raising an eyebrow at the young man in question, who was currently laughing his ass off at the face of the cop on screen.
"Young man, was that seriously necessary? Could you not have simply talked to the man instead of hurting him?" Khali questioned. Erik seemed thoughtful for a minute, before once again laughing his ass off.
"Oh, silly lady, of course not! Where would the fun in being a law abiding citizen be?" Erik grinned, looking at her like she asked one of the stupidest questions in the universe, before returning his gaze to the screen.
Erik ran, laughing all the way as he jumped over bins, fences and even a baby stroller. Police were following him, shouting for him to 'cease and desist', which of course he ignored in favour of running through an alley, taking a left then a right, only to meet a dead end.
"Uh oh, he's trapped." Velvet said, watching in rapt attention as on-screen Erik looked upwards over the wall.
"Who cares exactly? Let the humans deal with each other." Adam Taurus added, gaining a surprised look from Velvet and a worried glance from Blake.
Some things never change.
Cop: We *huff* got you *huff* now!
Seven or eight cops filled the alley way, tasers and batons in hand, slowly approaching the teen like he was a wild animal.
Erik: Oh, you seem to have it wrong good sir, you see, it's not YOU who trapped ME, but it was I who trapped YOU!
And with that, Erik reached behind his back and took out two small, black cylinders with grooves that fit the shape of his clenched fist perfectly. He pressed a small button on each cylinder and the cops were horrified to watch as his hands started to bleed into the grooves until his blood started moving upwards into the shape of two scythes, each about the size of a normal hatchet.
"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!?" Qrow exclaimed, many of the watchers paling or turning green at the morbid sight.
"W-what is that!?" Weiss asked, leaning back in her seat with a horrified expression.
"Oh, that's just my blood." Erik said casually, even going so far as to kick his feet up on to the seat in front of him, which just so happened to have Adam in it.
"Kid has guts, I'll give him that." Torchwick said, lighting a cigar as he looked at the screen with morbid fascination.
"Ma'am, do you think that he could be a possible ally?" Emerald whispered to Cinder, who gained a slight smirk.
"I believe so dear Emerald, he's certainly. . .tenacious." A sultry smile graced her lips as he golden eyes danced with eager flames.
He charged at the cops, swinging his two 'blood scythes' in an arc and lacerating one of them in the arm, smiling as the cop screamed in pain. Not stopping he jumped over a baton swing and caught the blades on the shoulder of another, twisting in mid-air, another cop down and screaming.
Erik: Come on guys, I just want to play a game.
The sadistic smirk on his face sent chills down the cops (and the audience's) spines. Charging again, Erik changed the shape of his blood into two kukri knives, slashing to the side and catching a cop across the ribs, bending backwards under a baton and cutting two fingers off the hand that held it. Standing up again Erik surveyed the cops, who by now were terrified of the deranged teenager as he licked small drops of blood off the blades.
The audience paled, with the adults casting glances at the laughing teen. Glynda Goodwitch had seen many terrible things in her time as a Huntress, but little could top the sight of a man tasting the blood of the people he just sadistically injured.
Ruby was about ready to cry, sure none of the cops were any personal friends of hers or her family but that didn't mean she wasn't horrified to see someone just callously injure and possibly even KILL them.
"Ruby, I absolutely forbid you from even going NEAR that crazed lunatic, understood?" Her father, Tai said. He would not let one of his daughters near him. "Yang, that goes for you too." Yang nodded, not exactly thrilled to get too close to that blood lunatic (AN: Heh, get it?)
"What could make someone DO something like that?" Pyrrha asked to no one in particular, her usually tanned skin losing its colour.
"Ah you're all just a bunch of wuss'." Erik said, rolling his eyes at the affronted looks he was receiving.
This time, one of the cops charged, aiming his taser at Erik's ribs to try and catch him off guard. He was sidestepped, with Erik bringing his knee up into the cops gut, then kicking with his other foot into their knee, a sickening crack sound echoing through the alley way as Erik never lost his grin, staring straight into the eyes of the remaining cops.
However, the stare-off was interrupted as police cars parked right in front of the alley way, blocking any chance of escape. Four man cops ran out, this time doing the smart thing and training their guns on Erik.
Erik: Oh boo, it looks like my fun is all done, oh woe is me, woe is me!
The reinforcements cast suspicious glances at Erik as he dropped his botans, the bleed seeping back into his hands. Erik smiled as they handcuffed him and shoved him into the back of one of the cars just as ambulances arrived.
"Serves him right." Winter said resolutely, gaining a proud expression from Ironwood and a puppy look from Erik, which she ignored in favour of crossing her legs and frowning at the screen.
"Wow, you people have no appreciation for the fun things in life." Erik moaned, crossing his arms, gaining many a glare in his direction.
"You think wounding yourself and four or five policemen is FUN!?" Blake exclaimed. Erik seemed to think for a moment, before nodding happily. "Oh yeah, very." He said. Blake charged at him, foregoing her blade (which Gamer forgot to mention was gone, along with all other weapons) and proceeding to attempt to strangle him.
Erik deftly jumped over her attack, smashing his knee into her back. Adam, being the obsessive bastard he is, decided to try and defend her, swinging at the black haired teen and clipping his shoulder. Laughing maniacally Erik swung upwards, smashing Adam's chin into his jaw painfully. Retaliating, Adam kicked upwards, but was in a daze and missed, slightly smacking Erik's arm. A cold chuckle escaped Erik's lips as he bit into Adam's arm. A little known fact about Erik was that he had file sharpened his teeth, meaning the bite was extremely painful. However, before much else could happen, a pop burst in front of the screen.
"ENOUGH!" Gamer yelled, silencing The Theatre. "Understand this, you are all here as my guests, but that does not mean you are just allowed to attack each other like animals." With a snap of his fingers the three combatants were healed and in seperate seats.
"I will forgive it just this once, however, understand that I will not allow anyone to attack another guest, understood?" Gamer said, looking at the audience with that same blank gaze, gaining slightly scared nods. A pop and he was gone.
"Uhm, maybe we sh-should get back to the uhm, movie, thingy." Ruby tried weakly, pointing to the screen with a slight wince.
A ragged chorus of agreement rang through The Theatre, and the screen flicked back to life.
The camera pans to the right, following a car until stopping at the police station, switching to a scene with Erik handcuffed to a steel chair in front of a steel table, a man in a dark blue suit with dark brown hair and a hot pink tie paced in front of him.
Erik: Sooooo, how was your day?
The detective slammed his hand into the table, a thud resonating through the interrogation room.
Detective: Alright kid start explaining, what the actual hell were you thinking attacking four cops like that?
Erik: Hmmm, well I was think that they all needed some exercise, so I, the brilliant civilian that I am, decided to help them with that.
The detective did not like this, his face turning red with anger as he dropped a file onto the table.
Detective: This is a report of what happened not even an hour ago. It says a young man matching your description very nearly crippled my cops, so I ask you again. What the hell were you thinking!?
"It doth seem that Mr. Detective man is angry with me." Erik commented.
Glares were thrown his way, the entire audience either pissed beyond disbelief or horrified at his calmness. Except, that is,a group of five or so criminals, who were a little impressed with his casual dismissal of his interrogation. Cinder was definitely interested, he could be a good ally. He was ruthless, eager to kill, and best of all, perfect for interrogations. Whether on the receiving end or the one doing the interrogation, she mused.
Neo looked at Erik with a critical gaze, looking him up and down. He was most certainly an enigma, he seemed totally devoid of morals, he wasn't too bad at fighting, and evidently wasn't afraid of police, 'or Hunters', she thought.
"U-Uhm, Mr. Erik? A-Aren't you scared of being, yah know, arrested and stuff?" Ruby stuttered, looking unsure of herself.
"HAH! Scared? You mean do I feel fear? No, not really, I lost the ability to feel fear years ago." Erik said, grinning at her with just a hint of sanity. It was an intriguing grin, Ruby decided. Ozpin was thinking similar thoughts, but for different reasons. This young man could be. . .interesting. He might do good in Beacon, with certain. . .stipulations of course.
"Mr. Vagrant, you say you can't feel fear. Is fear not an integral part of our humanity? What could possibly cause someone, especially someone your age, to become seemily. . .inhuman?" Ozpin questioned, looking at Erik with a piercing gaze. Said teen shrugged, then hummed in thought.
"Well Mr. McOzzerton, I'd have to guess that to feel fear, you'd have to be human, to be human, you'd have to be treated as such." He answered, surprising most of the adults in the room. 'Treated as such', he said, was he treated as less than human? A disturbing thought indeed.
Ozpin: I think that is enough now, Detective Marsh.
Ozpin, cane in hand and a cup of coffee in the other, carefully walked into the interrogation room, a strange gaze meeting Erik's gleeful one.
"Ozpin I swear you better not be thinking what I bet you're thinking." Glynda said, looking at Ozpin dangerously. Ozpin wisely decided to stay silent.
"What!? Ozpin you can't seriously be considering letting this, this, PSYCHOPATH attend Beacon!" Ironwood said, shock evident in his voice.
"WHAT!? Ozpin you better not or I swear I'll pull both my daughters from going to Beacon and move to Mantle! You can't let such a dangerous person into the school he'll probably end up killing someone!" Tai said, glaring hatefully at Erik, who waved cheerfully back.
"Mr. Xiao-Long, tell me what you'd prefer, to let this 'dangerous person' out into the streets, or into a secured facility holding some of the world's best trained fights with near constant surveillance. I'd personally prefer to keep a potential danger close so I can handle it quickly instead of letting it out into the world with no restrictions." Ozpin argued, his tone ending the conversation.
"Oooo! I get to go to the Bacon facility!? AWESOME!" Erik exclaimed, more worried glances being sent his way.
"I agree." Raven said, speaking for the first time. "It's better to keep a potential enemy close so you can deal with them quickly and easily instead of letting them roam around as they please." she reasoned. Many were disgruntled to realize she had a point.
Erik: Oi govna! I ain't done nuttin 'ave I? I was meandering me own bizzness wa'nt I? I got nuttin to do wit nuttin!
Ozpin raised an eyebrow at the young man before him. He decided to ignore it and sat in front of him with a calm expression, Glynda standing to the side and behind him.
Ozpin: Mr. Vagrant, may I ask where you learnt to do this?
Moving a smidge closer, Erik watched a security footage of himself, beating up (or cutting up depending on your point of view.) the cops with a viciousness matching most homicidal murderers.
Erik: Well, see, that's an interesting question. I COULD tell you where I learnt to carve pork, OOOOOR I could mess with you and your personal dominatrix here. Hmmm, decisions decisions.
Glynda was about ready to kill that psycho, yet sadly Gamer's words were still ringing in her ears, so she settled for going red in the face and glaring hatefully at the laughing teen.
"HAHAHAHAHAAA! Okay okay I gotta admit that was pretty good." Yang conceded, wiping a few tears from her eyes as she continued laughing. Qrow Branwen had no such control and simply fell to the ground as he writhed on the floor with tears trickling down his cheeks from the uncontrollable laughter.
Glynda did not look amused, and was about to say as such until Ozpin cleared his throat, not taking his eyes off from the thinking man in front of him.
Ozpin: I see, Mr. Vagrant, I must say that your fighting style is. . .unique to say the least. You could do quite well in my school. I trust you've heard of Beacon Academy?
Gaining a nod from Erik he continued.
Ozpin: I would like to offer you a scholarship, tuition, school supplies, dormitories, all of it will be paid in full. In return, you attend Beacon, with certain. . .restrictions.
Erik gaze turned thoughtful, before smiling and gesturing for him to continue.
Ozpin: You will attend Beacon as an Auxiliary Unit, a sort of 'fifth teammate' for certain missions. You will also refrain from injuring another student or a faculty member outside of dueling and training, and if the co-ordinator tells you to cease fighting, you will do exactly that. Other than those two situations you will attend as any other normal student, are we agreed?
"OZPIN!" Summer exclaimed, looking aghast at her former professor.
"Ozpin, he is obviously deranged we cannot risk the school in such a manner!" Glynda said, yet was simply ignored. Sighing to herself she leaned back into her chair, cursing herself and Ozpin for letting this happen
Erik: Sure thing Mr. Coffee man. . .I'm in.
The screen blacked out, except for the gleaming red eyes and sadistic grin of Erik, until those too disappeared.
"Dear god Ozpin, you've finally done it, you've gone way too far." Ironwood whispered.
Gamer: Aaaaand that's it for now! And of course, vote for Erik's girl! On chapter 15 I'll let you all know who won! But for now, this is GamerHD signing out! WOOH!