Note: Hello everyone! So I got bored one night and kinda made this. It took me like three-two days to make! I don't know if I wanna make this into a series or not. I wrote this to get me back into the grove of writing. You see, my other two stories, which you guys should check out.
I took a break, and well I lost my grove with writing. I took a break from writing. So, after writing dis I got it back. So please, just write a review please and thank you. So yeah, another story about a person from our world going to the RWBY world. I wanted to make it kinda interesting, but eh.
I don't own Rwby, or anything about it. I own my OC tho.
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Chapter 1: The Warrior from Planet Earth
Forrest informally rested at his computer, keyboarding tirelessly on homework. Attempting and disappointing himself, with irrelevant information. He disliked homework; however, he'll write it nevertheless. It was on Canadian history, regarding the conflict of 1812, a broad discussion indeed. Giving out a dull exhalation, he launched away from his mahogany desk. His black chair possessed wheels; he stared at the white ceiling.
"Man, this is tiresome. I should've had boughten a Slurpee from 7-Eleven." He wheeled towards a window, removing the lovely red curtains. It was night-time, and it snowed all day. He eavesdropped over the radio; it will be storming this whole week!
His room was average sized, a plain bed, dresser, a closet, a T.V, a Ps4 and other shenanigans. He keeps anime figure's displayed on his computer desk, Dragon Ball, Dragon Ball Z, Dragon Ball Super and GT. He loved Dragon Ball, owned video games, manga, toys, you name it.
Forrest love's fantasy, I mean he cherishes it! Lord of the Rings, The Elder Scrolls, Game of Thrones and several others. He desired to exchange his last name to Stark, from Game of Thrones. He did appreciate different categories of anime like Goblin Slayer, Fruit of Grisaia, Berserk, Fate/Zero and several others.
And one window, that overlooks the street. Forrest had to live in a busy ass street. Forrest could never open his window, endlessly noisy and vehicles with their obnoxious car engines. Getting up from his chair, glancing at a mirror near him.
He was a typical young adult, eighteen, short black hair with green highlights, black eyes, sharp-facial characteristics, a tiny scar over his right eye. Forrest wasn't in the greatest of health; however, he did engage football and rugby before. He possessed brown skin, long arms and smooth hands. His voice was like a discount version of Chris Evans.
His attire consist's of a short-sleeved black t-shirt, with the legend himself on it, Bob Ross, smiling and painting. Dark-blue gym shorts and black zigzagged socks.
Forrest stretched his backbone, cracking under pressure. "I'm gonna developed back problems later in life." He commented in his mind, snapping his neck and fingers as well.
"What to do, what to do. Oh, I know! I'll get a Slurpee, and I live close. Homework can wait." Receiving an original idea, to entertain him for a bit. He immediately advanced to his brown dresser. Taking off his shorts to change. Revealing bright blue boxers with tiny white stars.
He's now sporting dark-blue jeans, shuffling to his closet, removing a black winter jacket, including a bright orange sweater to wear underneath. It had Son Goku's kanji from the anime Dragon Ball Z; the symbol was over the heart. At the back was King Kai's kanji. Clutching his Dragon Ball Z wallet, Son Goku was on it.
Furthermore his unique silver necklace with a portrait of a wolf on it. It was black and white, with a silver background. His deceased grandpa gave it to him, years ago. And don't forget his Samsung phone! He clutched it too, placing it in his pocket.
Placing them on, and leaving his chamber. He lived with his mother, father, older brother and younger sister. They withdrew for dinner; he couldn't considering he has homework. Home alone, like the films, minus the criminals smashing in. His house wasn't inadequate, two stories, four bedrooms, one bathroom, a basement and an attic.
Advancing his way to the front, clutching his black winter boots, wearing them and opening the door. Forrest felt the freezing wind instantly, stepping outside, locking the door with his home key. He can see his breathing, for once, there was no one throughout. It was quiet, peacefull-like, streetlights shinning away the darkness. One or two vehicles parked, he glanced to his right.
Domino's Pizza was still open. He marched forward, stepping down the concrete stairs, he lived on a corner of an intersection.
They processed a small yard, right beside their house, defended by a metal fence. "This seems, so nice, alone," He grinned, mumbling his words. Taking the sidewalk, spinning to the left-hand, and commenced his campaign.
He despised his next-door-neighbours, a gathering of alcoholics with no life. At one point, he nearly fought them, a group of asshats indeed. He passed by them. Spitting on their front yard, "Disgusting people!"
Forrest had to pass by a graveyard to his left, it was spooky at night. He swears he detects the deceased, rolling and groaning in their caskets. Waiting for the government to resurrect them, for a zombie apocalypse or something. Instead, perhaps his subconscious is performing tricks on him.
A granite wall was protecting the graveyard from graverobbers, although there's a huge metal gate right in the middle. It was three or four feet tall, Forrest was tall enough to see over it. The sidewalk was empty, except for him of course.
The concreted underneath his feet was cracking, and bits of grass was growing in the crevices. It was covered by the snow, it wasn't high enough. He could wander through the snow, natural and straightforward. It barely touched his ankles.
Forrest forgot his toque and winter gloves. Shoving his hands in the winter jacket pockets. "When I get back, I'll watch some Dragon Ball Z Abridged! Oh wait, I have homework still... Great," He continued his journey for his fresh and yet ice cold drink. He eventually passed the central entrance to the cemetery.
"Forrest..." Our main protagonist abruptly interrupted his walk, "Huh? That sounded like a whisper, almost." He turned towards the graveyard, peering inward, it remained gloomy and mysterious. Some lanterns are igniting up in the cemetery. "Forrest..." There he overheard it again. Originating from within, he didn't like this situation at hand. "Should I go, or..." He delivered a meh sound, shrugging furthermore entering the place.
This action will permanently change his future and outlook on life.
He marched inwards, the gate abruptly locked him in. Making him flinch, shifting around. He attempted booting it, extracting and screaming for someone. Zero, unquestionably nothing occurred. Forrest sighed, there remained no way around it.
Wait, he can undoubtedly climb over the wall, yeah. Forrest advanced his way towards the wall but wait, grave tombs were right beside the wall. "I don't wanna disrespect the dead," he sorrowfully recalled, one possibility left. Understanding the unpleasant sound; surely he doesn't disappear or something worst.
Glupping and leisurely cruising towards the center. There were lines of grave tombs on both sides. There stood hardly no noise, besides the wet-like squishy sounds that his boots are performing. A particular church stood in front of him, surrounded by the rows of the grave tombs.
It was established hundreds of years ago, almost no one uses it. The graveyard was old. A new one was constructed years back, this one is decaying endlessly. Like the past life of this world. The area was squared shaped, there was space in-between the church and the grave rows. From the north, south, east and west. Four lanterns in the corners, there was a cobblestone pathway directing to the entrance of the ancient church.
"Forrest..." He wandered towards closer, it was developing from within somehow. Our main protagonist proceeded his way to a boarded up door.
"Sorry father," He booted it with strength, zero happened. Two planks are crisscrossed, producing an X symbol, for the particular gateway. It didn't look well-built, the timber was decomposing tirelessly to termites, he believes. Taking his hands out, seizing a bit, moreover utilizing his strength.
He tore it out, the opposite one collapsed to the ground. It made a thud sound, he glanced throughout. Forrest believes he's being observed by someone or something in the darkness.
"That was... easy to say, the nails were flimsy I suppose." He cracked the bad boy open, an eerie sound was created. The racket was like no one entered it for ages. There existed oblivion, he hardly couldn't comprehend nothingness. It was disturbing, spooky, frightful and different words. An individual light brimmed in the darkness, "Forrest, Forrest... FORREST!" Whatever the voice is it was shrieking, similar to a banshee. He was frightened, tongue-tied and is sweating nonstop. "W-w-what..."
Forrest couldn't respond in time, an unknown force of nature propelled him ahead. Falling face-first on the stone floor. He felt blood streaming down his mouth and sprawling onto the ground. The door slammed closed, bolting him in.
He got back up, rubbing his nose, it wasn't broken merely bleeding dangerously. Forrest embraced it with his left hand, the golden light was replaced by a dark blue one. It was a fire at the back of the church. It was a little firepit on the altar. He shuffled forward, left like an hour to him. He reached it eventually. "Forrest, you... are here, yes... come closer..." The voice was a man's one, old and kinda creepy.
Forrest took one step at a time furthermore made to the raging flame. It was merely blue, nothing different, he witnesses somethings it. Little images, a red rose, the season's spring, winter, fall and summer, black monster's, pure red eyes and a white knight. "What is this..."
"You are here... the chosen one, you have to protect... you struggle... you embrace winter... disappear and later reborn, in a blaze, yes... go now, put your hand in... be a warrior, young one, yes..."
"I hadn't heard something so... cryptic, Dark Souls like; indeed, I guess?" He doesn't know what to do, listen to the mysterious voice? Or just run for it. Forrest gently put his right hand in, he felt the burn sensation on his skin. He felt something, a small object, clutching it. Removing his hand from the flame, it was a ring, silver like his necklace. An emerald was on it.
"Put it on... touch..." Removing his left hand from his face, inserting the ring on his right ring finger. He hesitantly touched it... nothing happened.
Then abruptly a purple-like portal emerged underneath him. The air picked up around him, the fire went out. The altar flew upwards, breaking into pieces. Wood started to fly around, violently. "What the fu-" Then everything went black for him. He was sucked into the portal.
He has been falling for god know's how long. He reponed his sights, he continued being sucked down a hole of some sort. It was black entirely throughout. Like the World of Void from Dragon Ball Super.
"This sucks," he crisscrossed placing both of his palms underneath his jaw.
"I see you finally woke up, Mr. Green," an old man said. Forrest overheard it, glancing around. There was no one, beside him.
"Huh, hey?... And how do you know my last name?" He addressed the voice, he possessed a confused expression. Forrest discarded his crisscross moreover stood. Well, kinda he remained floating downwards. He also removed his hands.
"Show yourself!" A shining light materialized in front of him, blinding Forrest. "Ah, my eyes," He covered his eyes, rubbing them.
"Sorry, young one, well I am here," Forrest observed. It was an old folk, short grayish hair (he was balding), bearing old roman-like attire furthermore was grinning. "Who are you old man?"
"I am... well that isn't important, you'll found out later." The old gentleman responded, "He appears intelligent," Forrest thought.
"I see, well I'm guessing you're the voice, who brought me in the church?"
"Yes, and I am sorry about pushing you."
"Nah, it's okay. It stopped bleeding... Nevermind it still is! Well, don't worry about it. However, can you explain to me what's going on? Why did you bring me here? And why did you call me?" Forrest questioned.
The old man coughed and straightened his back. Even though they are floating down. "You see Mr. Green, I require your help, well more like we require your help."
"Require my help? With what?" Forrest was curious about this "help."
"You see, my home is in jeopardy from an emerging menace. Sinister characters and creatures that want to eradicate all life! People on my planet are attempting everything to protect themselves. After losing, after losing, and even more losing. A couple of us decided to find us a warrior, a hero, a saviour, a guardian. So, I came to planet Earth to find someone. And I found you."
"Damn, that's a lot you know to take in? I just discovered there's another planet that people live on... Wait, why did you pick me?"
"I was going to pick someone else... Til I saw you walking down that pathway by the graveyard. Therefore utilizing my power's, I scanned you, your soul. I witnessed good in you and potential. So, I picked you."
"I see, so after this, I can just go back home?... All right! I'll save your planet! He shouted towards the heavens.
"Excellent! Although first, I must gift you something to support you. Power of any kind, of your choice of course." The old man explained.
"Power? Like a superpower? An ability?" Forrest gains a grin, "Anything..."
"Yes anything, Mr. Green."
"Oh my god! I could go Super Saiyan if I asked! Or I guess Super Human. I can ask for unlimed power! Be strong as Superman! I can ask for Ultra Instinct! Ask for the Omnitrix! Be a Firebender!? Nah, maybe... Oh, I know! A special power that I always wanted!" He thought long and hard. The old man was patient of course. He is gonna be the hero that he handpicked to save everyone.
"All right! I got something, my dude!" He stroked towards the old man. Whispering his ideal power. "I see, so be it!" With that, a bluish-green aura engulfed Forrest. Slowly he absorbed it, some of it going inside the ring. "This... is... subarashii indeed!" He clutched his hands, laughing with joy.
The end of the hole was getting brighter, "Anything else I need to know?"
"Yes! Your new power is linked with your ring! Don't lose it! I'll see you later my friend!" The old man disappeared. Forrest glanced downwards.
Unknown Time and Place
The purple-like portal opened, Forrest descended facefirst. He landed on a grassy plain, the gateway then disappeared. "I had been falling for thirty minutes! I think..." He got up, rubbing his face. It was bright outside, he was in a forest somewhere. His nose wasn't bleeding anymore, it was healed all the way. "Hey, my nose is healed! Must be my new powers, eheheheh."
Forrest glanced at his ring, "Gotta keep this secure, no matter what. However, first I gotta figure out where I am at! I forget to ask the dude."
Forrest took off his winter jacket, leaving his Dragon Ball Z hoodie on. He overheard screaming, gunshots including snarling off to the background. "Gunshots? It's coming from the north! Should I go? Eh," he shrugged before sprinting towards the north. "It's better than staying."
Forrest avoided damaged trunks, tree branches including additional irrelevant objects. The gunshots were growing louder, and louder. And the screamings were becoming more evident in each step. The screams are resembling men and woman. He overheard monster-like roarings.
"This is a terrible idea! And why am I just chill with this?" He spoke out loud in a perplexed voice. He finally got to the sounds. And what a scene indeed.
He overheard one of the girls say, " Not if I can help it!" She then dashed forward towards the scary scorpion. She was wearing red clothing, a red cloak and then a giant scythe... What?
"This seems... familiar, I saw this before somewhere." He leaned against a tree, observing the commotion in front of him. He stood in between two trees furthermore is entirely shielded.
He believes there are eight people, two guys including six girls. A temple-like structure behind them.
Forrest detected a massive blackbird in the sky. With a gigantic scorpion in front of him. A group of people were off to his right. He glanced carefully.
"Wait for a second! Isn't that?" Forrest pushed against the tree. He was focusing his eyes on the others. Then he recognized something. "Wait... WHAT! I'm in the RWBY universe?! Out of all the worlds!?... Well, I found out at least..." He was somewhat disappointed. He was hoping for Dragon Ball Z, or Lord of the Rings, or even Yu-Gi-Oh!
"If I can recall the events. Ruby rushes forward! An-" Right on cue Ruby who made a battle cry and charged. With her half-sister who was Yang yelling, "Ruby, wait!" She was being reckless, way too careless.
The scorpion, who he recognized as a Death Stalker. And the giant bird in the sky as a Nevermore. The Death Stalker smacked Ruby away. Whom went flying across and then falling on her butt. "I should do something... I'll wait for an opening," Forrest said.
Ruby then got back up. "D-Do-Don't worry! Totally fine!" She wasn't fine. Maybe charging ahead against a giant-ass scorpion isn't the best idea. "Even she is a Huntresses-in-training, she isn't strong enough to fight that Grimm alone! Only if you are strong like Qrow or Ozpin. But for you Ruby Rose, Nah. You need your team, or I guess you need people to help you!" Forrest commented from the sidelines. He was waiting for the perfect opening. Waiting for Weiss to come and help her. Instead, it's going to be him!
Ruby knew she isn't powerful enough to fight the Grimm creature. She used her Crescent Rose to shoot a bullet at the Death Stalker's head. Too bad that didn't do jack shit. It bounced off, making it way madder. Ruby turned around, running back to her sister and others. She then switches the mode of her Crescent Rose to her "storage" mode. With the Death Stalker chasing after her.
Yang saw this, begin to run for her sister. Hoping to protect her from the Grimm. "Ruby!" With the others doing... nothing but to watch.
Ruby for some reason not using her Semblance to haul ass. She was running normally. With the two Grimm catching up to them. The Nevermore shrieked before flapping its wings, releasing lines of sharpened feathers with points. It went towards Ruby, hoping to hit its mark. Sadly it did, the target was her cloak. One stuck, It made Ruby stop in her tracks. It yanked her back. With some blocking Yang from helping her.
"Ruby, get out of there!" Yang desperately tried to get to her. She couldn't get past them, "Shit!" She angerly thought.
Ruby who was trying to pull out her cloak. Why didn't she pull out her Crescent Rose and cut the feather in half? Making it easier to get out? She was full-blown panicking. With the Death Stalker slowly making its way to her. Forrest is grinning, "Here's my time to shine baby!" He glanced to his ring, "You better work, or I'll die," the ring glowed bluish-green then he radiated a bluish-green aura around him.
"I'm trying!" Ruby shouted back, who was still trying to escape. She was running out of time! She glanced at the Death Stalker. Whom raised its stinger to kill Ruby with. "Am I going to die? Already?... I'm sorry Yang..."
"RUBY!" Yang shouted with hopelessness. Was she going to see her sister die? Her mother left Yang when she was young, Summer died, and now Ruby is next on the list?
A bluish-green aura exploded from the treelines near them. Then a blue blur raced towards Ruby, who had her eyes closed. She was waiting for the stinger to sting its mark... Nothing happens, she reopened her eyes.
There, right in front of her, is her saviour. Forrest stood with his left arm out. It was a shield, it was formed out of a bluish-green glow. It was triangle shaped, with his right hand holding something. It was a sword, not any sword. It was one-handed, long, it also had a bluish-green glow.
"What's up bitches! Forrest Green has entered the battlefield! With Master Sword and Hylian Shield from Legend of Zelda with him!"
The golden stinger stuck the Hylian Shield. It made a whoosh sound, with it rebounding off. Forrest reshaped his stance, using the Hylian Shield in front of him. And Master Sword behind him. He glanced backwards looking at Ruby, "Can you get up?" Ruby who was awestruck by the mysterious man. Couldn't barely form any words she nodded quickly.
"Okay! Then get out of here! I'll deal with this Little Red!' Forrest smiled, before turning back to his opponent. He cut the feather in half, giving Ruby a chance she needs to leave. "Wha-" she was going to say something.
"NO TIME JUST GO!" Forrest shouted at Ruby, who shook her head. She ran back towards her sister. Who was also awestruck by this "Forrest Green," person.
Yang rushes to Ruby and hugs her. "So happy you're okay!" Ruby just grunts being smothered by the hug. "T-thanks sis! But, we need to help him!" Ruby glances back to Forrest, who was going to battle the Death Stalker.
The Death Stalker strikes with its stinger again, Forrest barely blocked it. It knocked Forrest backwards, landing on his butt. "Got dammit!" He got back up, facing the Death Stalker again. He rushes the beast, using his shield to block any attack. The Death Stalker uses its right claw to swipe Forrest.
Even though, Forrest is using the weapons of Master Sword and the Hylian Shield to his advantage. That doesn't mean he can fight! He never used a sword or shield before in his life! So, this fight is going to end badly for him.
Forrest attempted to block its attack, too bad he isn't strong enough. The claw hit him, breaking the shield into millions of pieces. And also breaking his left arm from the impact. Forrest coughed up blood, before flying off to the sidelines. He rolled for a bit, he stopped. He slowly got back up.
"Fuck, this hurts!" He got on his right knee. Facing the Death Stalker it rushed him, giving him no time to react. This time it used its left claw to backhand him. He brought up his sword, it broke on impact.
Forrest went flying past Ruby and them. He landed near Jaune and them.
"Forrest!" Ruby yelled, with the others gasping. Jaune and Ren slowly got hin up. Making sure they don't break anything nor damage him further.
"You okay man?" Jaune questioned, wondering if he was okay. He was amazed by this "Forrest Green," person. He came out of nowhere and helped!... In his own little way, at least he saved Ruby!
"Yeah man! I am just fine!" Forrest angrily responded. He was leaning onto Jaune and Ren. Forrest spits out blood from his mouth. Luckily he didn't lose any teeth! That would've been bad for Christmas photos!
"At least Little Red is okay," Forrest quickly added. He glanced upwards, looking at Ruby and Yang. Who both had shocked/sadden expressions.
"Hm guys," Blake said, pointing at the Death Stalker and Nevermore who were getting closer. Oh yeah, they're still there all right!
"Shit, okay, okay. You there, the girl with green eyes. I need your help!" Forrest was referring to Pyrrha who was standing there with them. She got quickly made her way to him.
"With what?" Forrest looked at his left arm, back to her, back him, and then her again. Pyrrha finally caught up what he was proposing. She began to shake her head. "Nope, that's too dangerous. I mig-" Forrest stopped her from talking.
"Just dew it," Forrest pushed himself from Jaune and Ren. He got in front of Pyrrha, he used his right arm to hold his left one.
His left arm is just swaying. Pyrrha took a gulp, before clutching it then... *snap* she replaced it into its socket. "OH FUCK!" Forrest screamed.
Forrest moved his arm around, its good as new. "Thanks, now then, let's get the fuck out of here!" Forrest told the others who approved his choice.
"Hey wait! You need to grab a relic!" Jaune quickly announced. Forrest stopped, "Ooh yeah, wait... There won't be enough for everyone," he thought.
He had two choices here. One: he can go grab one and fuck someone over. Or two: he can "accidentally" get knocked out and hide somewhere. He already knows what Ozpin is doing to do. He and Glynda are going to question him. What should he say?
"Oh hey, guys! I am a human being from another world that was brought here to save this planet from total darkness. And yes, I pretty much know what's going to happen in the future. If I wanted to, I can tell you guys everything and stop lots of shit from happening. Okay? All right I am done here folks, bye everyone!~" As he is brought back to Earth.
"Okay, go on ahead! I'm going to grab one, I'll catch up with you people laterz." Blake, Weiss, Ren, Nora, Pyrrha and Jaune all nodded. Trusting the fellow "Huntsmen-in-training." With Ruby and Yang looking concerned.
Both of them were going to say something to Forrest. The Green Warrior interrupted them. "Don't say anything. We'll talk later! Now go!" Forrest made his way past Yang and Ruby. He got in front of everyone.
Forrest began to yell, as the same coloured aura covered his body. His ring glowed as his both arms got covered. The Master Sword and the Hylian Shield appeared once again. Yang got behind him, resting her left hand on his left shoulder.
"Thanks for saving my sister. We'll talk later, and my names Yang," She spoke with a voice filled with gratitude and had a small smile.
"No problem, now leave this to me," Forrest responded. As Yang and her sister took their pardon. Soon he was left alone, with the Grimm keeping him company. Forrest grinned, "Good, now act my plan!"
He gives a mighty scream, then running towards the Death Stalker. Like once happened beforehand, the Grimm knocked Forrest backwards. He landed on his back. Forrest quickly got back up, running to the relics. He scanned the place, only a couple were left. He could grab one... Nah.
Forrest turned back just in time, the Death Stalker rammed him. The head of the Death Stalker made a severe impact. It cracked some of his ribs and made his weapons disappear. He coughed up blood, causing his body to hurt worse than before. He went flying over the small temple.
"Oh shi-" then he hit the ground hard. Everything went black for him.
Unknown hours later, location: Beacon Academy
Forrest's eyes went wide open, he blinked a bit. He wasn't in the forest anymore, the ceiling was pure white. His head and chest had bandages. With his left arm in a sling. He glanced down to his body, his sweater was gone. The Bob Ross t-shirt was showing, he was lightly covered by a white blanket. He was in a bed, surrounded by other beds.
"Am I in a hospital room?... Then that means... I am in Beacon Academy!" Forrest got up but grunted in pain from his injuries. He was alone, his sweater to his left side. It was on one of those white wheeled tables you see in a hospital. It was bloody, with rips and tears from the battling.
It was a medium sized room, with six beds and medical stuff everywhere.
"W-w-where's my necklace?!" Forrest frantically searched his body. It was still on his neck, "Thank god... At least you're with me, Grandpa..."
The door to the room opened. It was... Ozpin and Glynda themselves!
"Ah, I see you are awake. I hope you are feeling well," Ozpin said, with Glynda shutting the door shut behind them. It left three of them in the room.
"I've been better," Forrest attempted to get up, however failing and dropping back down. "What should I say? Should I tell the truth, right?... I'll wait," he thought.
"And who found me?" Forrest wondered that. It was probably them.
"Well us of course. After the Grimm left you alone, we came to pick you up. Now you are here, safe," Ozpin explained.
"So now, let's get things out of the way first, shall we? My name is Ozpin, but here you can call me Professor Ozpin. And this is my assistant Professor Glynda Goodwitch, she teaches at Beacon. You are Forrest Green, correct?" Ozpin explained to Forrest. He pushed his glasses up, anime-style. With Glynda typing away on a scroll.
"Yes, I am Forrest Green. How do you know my name?" he answered. Forrest eyed both of them, taking them in. "This... is kinda weird, seeing them on the show is different. Seeing everyone in real life is strange. Everyone is good looking!" he thought.
"Well, we hear and see everything in the forest. A particular Red Rose came to see me afterwards wondering about you. I told her that you were injured and was hospitalized in this room. In her words, "After he wakes up, can you tell him that I want to see him." You see," Ozpin explained.
"I see," Forrest replied.
"Now I am, to be honest here Mr. Green. You're not from around here. Miss Goodwitch nor I saw you during the first day of the semester. There are no documents of you coming here. None in the City of Vale, nor in any of the Kingdoms. You kinda appeared out of thin air. Now, please tell me you are?"
Forrest Green seemed surprised, "They work fast... Fuck it I'll just tell them," he quickly thought. He took in a big breath, then exhaling. "No, I am not from here. Well, this is going to be hard to explain to the both of you. You guys better sit down for this," he stated. Ozpin took a sip of his mug that he always carries. With Glynda putting down her scroll, both of them grabbing chairs from nearby.
They both sat near him, "Okay, well, here's the deal..."
After ten minutes of explaining everything. With Forrest saying stuff about himself. Like he's not around here, planet Earth, the mysterious old man, the ring that he has, and more things about Earth. He left out the part of them being apart of a TV show (it'll be too weird for them).
"And that's how I ended up, well in this bed. Eheheh, so," he awkwardly laughed, Forrest rubbed the back of his head, hoping they accept the hard truth.
"This is outrageous! I don't believe you, nor I think its the truth. You are lying, there's no way. You just hit your head too hard, and imaging things." Glynda spoke out loud. To be honest, if someone from another world, an alien you say. Appeared out of thin air, saying stuff of saving the world. It would be hard to accept.
"I believe you, Mr. Green," this shooked Forrest and Glynda.
"Nani?!" Forrest replied in a famous line from anime. He actually believed him?... Well to be fair, Ozpin is an immortal like-being that is fighting Salem for thousands of years. "That wasn't too bad of a reaction," he thought.
"B-but Oz," Glynda was starting to say something. Ozpin motion his hand. "It's okay, there's a lot of strange things on Remnant. And this is pretty unbelievable to accept. But, I do believe you, Forrest. I don't know about this man you speak of, nor the ring. However, if this person says you'll save the world, then well. You need help, and with this, I have a proposition."
"Let me guess Ozpin, you want me to stay here right? And train to be better with my powers? You don't have to show me anything, I'll accept!" Forrest courageously announced. If he needs to save the world, eh; he'll do it. He knows all the consequences with this. No doubt he'll be targeted by Cinder and her goons. If Salem finds out about him, it'll be bad for everyone.
"Hm, I see Mr. Green. Then welcome to Beacon Academy! I want to give you some things," Ozpin reached into his pocket, removing several items.
A scroll and a wallet. Ozpin threw this objects to Forrest, who caught them with his right hand.
"That's a Scroll its a handheld device. It's pretty much like a phone you have on you. And that's a wallet filled with the currency here its called Lien. It'll help to buy new clothes and equipment for yourself. I'll message you more information, my number and Glynda's number is in there already. Now then, your team, more like your new team. You see here at Beacon, Huntsmen and Huntresses in training operations in groups of four. Since you are the odd one out, you'll be grouping with a team for the time now. And you already know the leader..."
Forrest raised both of his eyebrows, wait... "You mean?" Ozpin grins already knowing the answer.
"I can't believe this..." Forrest was standing in front of a door. His left arm in a sling and his body in bandages still. He was carrying his bloody sweater in his right hand. His Earth phone was smashed while he fought earlier. This made him sad, at least he got a new one.
He took a gulp, using his Scroll to open the door. It made a clicking sound, and the gently pushed open the door. The room was, no now is being occupied by a team. His new team and the leader is no other than...
The door opened fully, showcasing four individuals who were all sitting on beds. Four girls dressed in four colours, black, white, yellow and red...
"Hello there," Forrest said to the four girls. While he entered the place while smiling away.
"Forrest!" The red girl yelled, who rushed him. It was Ruby Rose, she tackled him into a hug. This ended up hurting Forrest, who grunted in pain.
"Ow, please don't," he spoke with a hint of pain in his voice. She recognized what she did. Ruby backed away, "I am so, so, so, so sorry!"
"It's fine, just don't hug an injury person please," Forrest said. The yellow girl got up, it was Yang Xiao Long. She made her way to Forrest.
"Glad you are okay!" She smacked his back, Forrest yelped. "Oh right, sorry! But that's for breaking your promise! For not meeting up with us!" She smiled away.
The girl in black who was reading peered from her book. It was Blake Belladonna, the secret Faunus in disguise. "Glad you are okay, Forrest," she said. She was paying more attention to her book more.
Now finally the girl in white, it was no other than Weiss Schnee herself. Who seemed, well, "Why are you doing here!? I think you got the wrong room, Mr. Green. This is my team, I don't know about yours. Can you go back to your room?" Weiss stated to Forrest.
"So, this is the excellent Weiss treatment from Volume 1. She is a bit of a bitch, I handled a lot worse back on Earth," he thought.
"Jesus, wanna be nicer? And for your information about my team. I say, you better welcome your new teammate!" Forrest announced. Ruby and Yang seemed happy, with Blake raising her eyebrows. With Weiss resembling, well herself, an angry and moody teenager.
"WHAT!? This is preposterous! Every team here at Beacon. Is a group of four, not five, not six, not seven, not eight or nine! Four! There has to be a mistake," Weiss coldly replied. Ruby and Yang were going to say something.
Forrest cut them off, "Ozpin said so himself, in his words, 'Forrest you'll be on Team RWBY for now, till we figure you out.' See Vanilla Ice," using that name from Earth to bug her. He walked up to her, in front of her.
"So, Weiss, I am your new teammate, so let's be friends!~" He used a kid-like voice to bug her even more. Forrest likes her reactions its funny to him.
This little name made Weiss even madder, "Why you little sh-" She was going to drop the s bomb before Blake interrupted everyone.
"Okay! Let's not kill each other now. It's only the first day of our team. So right now, let's go to bed now," she announced. Forrest shrugs with Weiss wanting to continue their "fun" conversion.
"For right now, I'll sleep on a chair or something, you four got the beds. We'll figure out things tomorrow," Forrest wandered to one of the desks in the room. He took a brown wooden chair and placed it near the bathroom.
He dropped his sweater on the floor near him and laid back.
"You sure you wanna do that? Sleeping in bed with an injured arm is safer than a chair. I can sleep in a chair if you want?" Blake asked Forrest. Who shook his head no.
"Nah I'll be fine," Forrest tried getting himself comfortable but failing. It wasn't anything significant, it was hard.
"Unless you wanna share a bed with me, Forrest~," Yang spoke. Forrest was cute to her and was kinda cool. Forrest quickly said, "No."
He was eighteen! An adult and they were seventeen! Well, not Ruby, but still! He doesn't feel like going to jail just yet.
"I'll be fine," he crossed his right leg over his left one and rested his right arm on his lap. Forrest shut his eyes close, hoping to fall asleep fast. He was beyond tired.
"Okay then! Let's get ready for bed!" Ruby said, a little bit too loudly. She raced around the room and bathroom. Less than a minute she was already in bed. With the three others girls following suit. Taking them longer, but everyone had a bed... not Forrest tho.
Ruby turned off the light, leaving the room dark.
"Goodnight!" Ruby declared.
"Goodnight sis!" Yang happily replied.
"Goodnight." Weiss and Blake replied.
...
"Huh, Forrest?"
...
Ruby and the other three looked at Forrest. Who was sleeping already? He was moving around in his sleep.
Soon everyone went to bed, except for two people. Ruby and Weiss. Ruby sneaked out of her bed and grabbed an extra blanket from somewhere. She quietly and gently wrapped it around Forrest. After Ruby was satisfied, she went to bed. Leaving the Ice Queen alone in her thoughts about Forrest.
"Something is off about him, I never saw him during the time I was here. He didn't showcase his Aura when he was injured. Does he have Aura? But what was that? His blue sword and shield are? Is it his... Semblance?" She thought about his weapons and that ring.
"That ring, that must be special. It seemed like it generated his weapons. That isn't his Semblance then. Hm, I'll ask about it tomorrow! But there's something... suspicious about him..."
As she fell asleep shortly afterwards...