hey guys! I've read a lot of RWBY fanfics so I decided to write my own story! so without further delay, here is "Story of Nick"
Chapter 1: A Shiny New Nickle
" Discover what you want most of all in this world, and set yourself to work on it. "
— John Homer Miller
I sat at my computer listening to the RWBY soundtrack on iTunes, which was currently playing mirror mirror. I tapped my fingers methodically on my desk having no clue what to do, I was bored and frankly, I didn't want to do anything. My day had been a serious train wreck. I stared at my RWBY poster as I thought over the worst Friday of my life.
I had known from the morning that i was going to have a bad day, i woke up with 3 minutes till my bus arrived, and by the time i got dressed and rushed out the door I was a minute to late and my bus was driving past my house. So after running for 2 miles through the pouring rain i managed to get on my bus at some one else's stop. Luckily my route had a lot of people that my bus had to pick up. unfortunately I was soaked to the bone. Apon arriving at school and sitting down at my first period I realized that all my homework had gotten soaked, i tried explaining it to my teacher but he wouldn't buy it so he gave my an F, the same went for all my other teachers. In third period we got back a big test that was worth pretty much our whole grade, I had studied hard and was pretty sure I did well but when i was handed my test it turned out that I had received a D. Lunch wasn't much better speaking that my lunch had turned to mush from that morning and i had no money in my account so I was forced to starve. My day didn't get better when I got to P.E. We were playing dodge ball... with basketballs. Trevor, basically the biggest kid in school, insisted on pulverizing me and eventually managed to hit me right in the face. After a trip to the nurse it turned out that my nose was positively broken. I was relieved when the final period ended. I figured i would have a nice conversation with my girlfriend, then head home and have a nice peaceful evening of blasting peoples heads off on halo 4, no such luck. I walked out of school and saw my girlfriend, I smiled and waved but she looked very nervous, and was shifting her weight from foot to foot, something she never did. I walk up to her to see what the deal was.
"Hey, whats wrong?"
"Nothing. Its just... We need to talk..."
"Oh great" I thought but didn't voice it, i did my best to sound calm "Whats up?"
"well... About us..."
"SHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHIT" I screamed in my head, this time I utterly failed at sounding calm, fear and anger slowly creeping into my voice "Alright, who is the guy"
"Its not that!" she quickly said
"Rachel. Don't draw this out longer than it has to. Who. Is. It" I was getting increasingly mad. My day had already gone to hell. I didn't need this.
"I'm sorry... Its just that I met this guy... and he is just totally amazing... And-
"Hey! Sugar! Hows it going?" I recognized that voice, pure anger washed over my body as I made the connection. (I also got infuriated just remembering it) Rachel always liked sporty guys, so i was actually surprised that she started going out with me in the first place, it was just a matter of time till she dumped me due to my serious lack of muscle. It only made sense that she would go for the head of the football team. Who was also the biggest kid in school. And also happened to be a serious ass, there was no other way to describe him. It was just salt on the wound that he happened to break my nose that day.
"Hey Trevor! I was just talking to Nick"
"Oh hey pipsqueak! Hows the nose?" everyone around us started laughing. You always laughed at Trevor's jokes if you were smart and didn't want your school life to be ruined for the next week. Though the pipsqueak comment was semi-justified, he happened to be a full head taller then me, then again, he was a head taller than just about everyone. I just continued to watch Rachel, my expression turning into a glare
"I see."
"Nick I'm really sorry but-
"no need to apologize Rachel" Trevor jumped in "I'm sure shorty here can handle himself" he punched me on the shoulder with enough force to send me hard onto the ground. And of course everyone started laughing. It was humiliating. The situation itself wasn't that bad. but given my day. It was just icing on the cake.
"why don't you go run to your mommy? oh wait." Trevor said humorously. This time the laugh that came from the crowd was practically non existent. I had just lost my mother 2 weeks ago in a car crash.
"Or maybe you could just run to your father!" Everyone was silent now. My father was an emotional man. once we lost a dog do to old age and my dad locked himself in his office for 2 months, nobody could get to him. when mom died, we found that he had committed suicide in his bathroom a few days later. My 23 year old brother, Joey, was able to get a good paying job and keep our bills paid off but we've been having a hard time. We had to have our parents buried in our back field together near the apple tree, They loved it there. I had managed to keep myself together after only a full 2 days of crying. Because no one was really at fault. So there was no one to be mad at. I was usually able to keep my emotions under control extremely well. But at this point all my emotions rushed back and I began to cry. right there. on the ground. in front of the whole school. No one rushed to my defense, for one never stands in the way of Trevor and his victim. But no one laughed either, no one said or did anything, for only Trevor was able to make fun of ones dead parents. Trevor burst into laughter once I started crying. But I wasn't fully crying for long. Because when someone causes me sadness unlike my parents deaths, it quickly turns to anger. I stood up and look Trevor dead in the eye. I had never felt anger this strong before.
"Die in a hole" I told Trevor. Everyone gasped. I didn't care how he reacted, at this point I was seeing blue. I didn't realize it at first, but at that moment everything in my vision became tinted blue. Thinking back on it confused me but at the time i didn't realize it.
"what did you just say?" Trevor asked slightly confused, it made sense because no one had actually stood up to him
"I said" my voice filled with pure rage "die in a hole" OK. so when I'm in a rage i don't exactly think. but hey, given the situation, can you really blame me?
"Oh now your gonna get it" Trevor began walking toward me, raising his arm. Everyone tensed, Trevor's punch was able to inflict a lot of pane. But before he got close enough to take a swing the principal broke into the crowd
"hey! That's enough! Break it up!" The crowd dispersed and the principal just sent us to our buses. Unfortunately, Rachel rides my bus, and she wouldn't let it go and had to sit next to me. I did my best to keep calm but at this point my anger was causing me to cry more than i would have liked.
"I'm really sorry Nick, he was way out of line" but at this point I wasn't going to respond to anyone. I was hardly even listening "Nick I'm so sorry, but I just feel like Trevor is the one for me." Though that was a total load of bull I didn't say anything, I was just glad my control was kicking in and I was calming down and was able to start tuning my now first ex-girlfriend out "I just... Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah... I feel... Blah Blah Blah Blah... sorry... Blah Blah... wish I could help... Blah Blah Blah Blah..." she continued to preach on and i didn't stop her. my fit of rage and my entire day left me exhausted, this continued for the next 15 minutes "Blah Blah Blah... Trevor can be friends..." I lifted my head and stopped her
"What did you just say?"
"I said I was hoping that eventually you could forgive Trevor and someday you and Trevor can be friends" at this i began bursting out laughing rather loudly but I found it extremely hilarious. after a few minutes i calmed down to see her looking seriously, I couldn't admire her eyes as I once did.
"why are you laughing?"
"wait, your serious?"
"YES!" I burst into another fit of hard laughter for another few minutes. Now that she broke up with me it was hard to take her seriously at all. At this point she started yelling at me about Trevor being a "Good person" and how "he probably feels bad about it" which only caused me to laugh harder until I was gasping for air. We reached my stop and i got off still cracking up. I heard her call my an "insensitive jerk" but I didn't care, if she thought that I was being that way then she was obviously blind to Trevor's actions. I walked in the door and headed for my room.
I finished looking back on my day and sighed, glad I had the strong ability to keep my emotions under control.
"life sure sucks" I said to my empty room "Its to bad I cant just... Leave." I jumped when Red Like Roses was interrupted by a Skype call from guess who? Rachel. I denied the call along with the five others that followed. Then she proceeded to message me. I finally blocked communications and was glad to hear nothing other than my music. I rested my head on my desk when i got a call on my phone
"Son of a! why cant she leave me- oh." I had picked p my phone expecting to find Rachel calling me only to find that it was my older brother.
"Sup bro?"
"I'm gonna be working late. Can you make dinner?"
"Sure, ill just make the pasta we have in the freezer"
"Thanks, bye"
"See ya" I hung up my phone and went to the kitchen and put the lasagna we had into the oven. about 2.5 hours later I had my little brother and sister sitting at the table while my sister who was my age was pulling out salad. For the most part I ate in silence wile my little brother Brandon who was 13 years old was talking with my little sister Hanna who was 12. After about a few minutes my sister my age Tracy who was 18 did her best attempt to make small talk, though her first topic wasn't the best choice.
"so... I heard what happened today at school"
"don't want to talk about it"
"alright, sorry"
"its OK" after that we ate in silence, i cleaned up the dishes with Tracy and we walked upstairs and into our separate rooms. I had trouble sleeping, after a long time of tossing and turning I finally slept, i woke up only to find only an hour had passed. I sighed and sat up, knowing I wouldn't fall asleep again for awhile
"hey Nick? you up?"
"ya, cant sleep"
"same here" Tracy and I usually had conversations through our wall which was rather thin so we could hear each other pretty well. "Could you play your guitar?" usually when Tracy couldn't sleep I could play some soft music and get her to sleep, I had been doing it since we were both 12 and it was kind of nice, over the years i think it brought us closer.
"alright"
"thanks" I grabbed my guitar and began to play Wings from the RWBY album, it normally worked the best for getting Tracy to sleep, once i had played it through twice I tapped on the wall, she didn't tap back so i figured she had fallen asleep. by that time it had made me pretty tired as well so I laid my head down and quickly dosed off to sleep
I woke up slowly, Thinking back on my strange dream. I was in a White room and there were posters of the various anime series that i watched along with posters of some of my favored books, I looked around and saw a RWBY poster that looked just like the one in my room. I reached out and touched it, confused and wondering why i was in the room, suddenly the other posters in the room disappeared, leaving just the RWBY poster left, i looked around confused, seeing a lever in the middle of the room.
"this must be a dream" i said aloud "if so, what the heck" i decided that because it was most defiantly a dream, that i might as well should pull the lever to see what would happen. I pulled the lever and then... that was it, next thing i knew i had woken up with my eyes still closed, listening the gentile hum of the plane.
wait... plane? My eyes shot open and i quickly looked around, i thought back to my dream.
"no... this cant be right... i'm still dreaming" i though to myself, I tested my theory out, i told myself that i was in a dream and willed myself to have wings, no such luck. Whenever i realize that I'm dreaming I can manipulate it as a lucid dream. I attempted pinching myself hard, only achieving to cause myself pain. I looked at my surroundings figuring I might as well find out where i am. The plane looked rather familiar though I couldn't figure out why... I looked around at the people to see some of them wearing armor. I stopped and nearly jumped off my seat when I saw a girl with a red hood talking to a blond haired girl "wait... that cant be..." I then tuned into a screen on the side of the plane, and the reporter was saying something about... no that couldn't be right, faunus rights? the realization suddenly hit me like a brick. faunus. the two girls. the plane. I DID recognize it all, it all came from four letters. RWBY. I leaned back and closed my eyes
"shit"
WOO HOO! My very first chapter! In case you didn't notice, then my chapter titles will usually be in some way, shape, or form, a reference to Nick as "Nickle" or to the coin and/or coins in general, and will also include a quote. Tell me what you thought of this chapter! I'm really exited to get some feedback on this, whatever it may be. So please comment and leave some suggestions! Ill do my best to update every other day, so I hope you read my next chapter and I hope you like it!
