Chapter Two: Advice with Hammers!

Ruben was having a fine morning as it was now his first official day living at Beacon Academy. The beds were a godsend by Sigmar himself if he had anyway to say about it, the fluffiness and softness of the sheets and blankets that he wrapped himself in throughout the entire night was something that almost made him repent from such indulgence. Everything around him was just so life-changing and unexpected that it was so just confounding to him that it took a lot of his own will power to refrain from just collapsing from it all. Equality and peace, those were the most foreign words that he had ever heard from someone, especially from a man who had just only met as of yesterday on a planet he had ended up teleporting to.

He enjoyed this place though, as he was so enamored with everything around him like a child at a feast for the Day of Remembrance. He was happy to learn about the many fascinating things in the world that it had to offer to him, especially the toilet that Glynda Goodwitch taught him how to use.

Now I don't have to use a wooden bucket anymore, or just go where I please really.

The toilet was among one of the finest and most important devices that he would claim to be as essential to his life. Long gone were the days of him with wondering where he could go take his less unholy duties elsewhere, and much so on how he would clean up afterwards. Once Ruben regrettably got out of his comfortable bed, he then began his morning ritual that Glynda Goowiitch had taught him the night prior when he had first received the room from Ozpin. He had first gone to the showers and cleansed himself in the warm, fresh liquid of purity which was as euphoric to him just as much as sleeping in the bed for the night. After the purification from bathing in the waters of the modern world, he then brushed his teeth with some difficulty as he had swallowed the minty concoction a few times before getting it right.

After cleaning himself in the bathroom and using it for less than holy duties, he went back to his chambers and wore his standard uniform that was fit for a priest of Sigmar himself. His plate mail armor was fitting to his sinewy, tall frame that made him the standard icon of what a proper warrior priest of Sigmar should be with some holy sigils of Sigmar engraved on his chest and pauldrons. Besides his holy book of Sigmar that contained various litanies and rites that have been approved by the Church of Sigmar and the high authorities of the church itself, he had his mighty war hammer. Personally forged by a dwarf smith that had owed him a favor during his life back in the Empire, and thoroughly blessed and cleansed by many fellow priests of Sigmar, it was a weapon that many of the darkness feared, and he was damn proud of it.

Ah, the memories of hammering the enemies of the Empire

And there were many, many fond memories that he had of killing his enemies and seeing them driven in panic before him. From killing Chaos marauders and playing the occasional game of 'Smash the Rat', there many wonderful experiences of seeing his foes lie dead beneath his feet. All of it for the gracious glory of Sigmar almighty himself.

There was a sudden knocking on his door, and he had just finished dressing himself in the appropriate attire as he had yesterday when he had first arrived on Remnant. Opening the door, he found Glynda Goodwitch was standing behind the door with the same unconcern look that she had when he had first met the scary woman.

"Ah, I'm glad to see that you are already awake at this time." Glynda spoke. "Today is the day that we introduce you to the rest of the staff her at Beacon Academy as well as gain a quick tour of the school. So if you would please follow me..."

Glynda then turned around and started to head off towards their destination and Ruben followed quickly behind the blonde professor, feeling fresh and ready to take on the day ahead of him.


By the gods of the Empire, what madness am I witnessing here?

The entire room was a cacophony of shouting, insults, and cursing that was casually and forcibly being tossed and thrown at every individual in the room. It had only been one hour ever since he had stepped into the room and Ozpin had introduced him to the rest of the faculty and staff at the school. All hell broke loose when one of the faunus professors instantly recognized Ruben as the "Faunus Launcher" from the news that was all the rage yesterday. The place that was supposed to be a grounds of peaceful debate had immediately turned into a battle field that Ruben had not known in his life even as a warrior priest, that battlefield was known as 'politics'. There were two clear sides of the war that were unrelenting in their beliefs that they were in the right, the two sides being the ones who supported Ozpin and the ones who were against Ruben even living and breathing.

It was a mighty battle of wits and brawn, Ozpin making his ground with whimsical retorts and counterarguments when many of the Anti-Ruben supporters shouted out their aggression and unhappiness with the bald brawny man. A man with crazy hair and glasses who he soon found as Doctor Oobleck was one of the main supporters against Ruben and the man was a twister of quotes, history, and babbling. Ozpin faltered to the relentless assault of the caffeine hyperactive man, but Doctor Oobleck did not account for Professor Port making his case against him. The Hyper Doctor was no match for the slow story telling enthusiast might that was Professor Port as he showered the man with tales of confusion that was supposed to have something meaningful within.

The shit did not hit the fan until Glynda stepped in with being fed up with everyone and their stupidity and defuse the situation with threats she did not offer lightly. No one knew who did it, but a coffee mug was thrown at Glynda Goodwitch which was meant for Ruben, but the battle hardened man simply stepped to the side as the boiling caffeinated contents burned her face. Some historians say that it was Ozpin who had orchestrated the whole debacle to ignore the pointless debates of Ruben's stay, other tell that it was one of the professors who were tired of Ozpin's ineptitude and snapped. At that point in history however, no one gave a damn as the blonde professor turned into a maelstrom of violence and horror as the room was consumed in chaos.

I swear to Sigmar I can hear a certain bird enthusiast plotting psychopath laughing at me right now.

The room was in a state of pure war, the two sides unleashing their weapons on one another in a battle meant for epics as well as for the pages of history. Even though Glynda was a powerful and formidable opponent, she wasn't the only powerful hunter within the room. Every single person jumped at one another's throats with weapons that Ruben thought that only an insane dwarf would think of creating if the demi-human had the technology to do so. Between the automatic gunfire and rocket launchers, as well as the clashing of swords, axes, and chainsaws, Ruben was doing everything within his power to stay alive. Unfortunately, many of the faunus professors had thrown themselves at the priest of Sigmar and he was forced to either send them flying through the windows or crashing through walls with every swing of his powerful hammer of holy wrath.

I pray that I don't get sent back to jail because of all this.

After brushing off an axe to the shoulder that slid off from the tough, hard metal plating of his armor with the protection of Sigmar's blessings, Ruben had sent another faunus professor flying through the window with a wide swing of his hammer. He was sending a lot of the faunus flying whenever he fought them, he did not know why or how they did not die outright when he swung his hammer with his strength, even if he was not putting much effort into it. He was grateful for the miracles though as he knew that dead beastmen who were at least treated respectfully by most of society would have a devastating impact on his social standing in the world he stood on. Having enough time for reprieve, Ruben looked around the room to see that it was swallowed in crazy violence and chaos, and that Glynda was sending a whole bunch of people flying as if they were in a tornado.

Seeing that there would be no point of continuing the useless conflict even though it did wonders on practicing his hammer swings, he had summoned forth his rage and fury while shouting litanies of hate and power for Sigmar. He was answered with a blinding pillar of red light that had sundered the floor in the room, creating a divide between the two forces. The fighting died as how it started with both sides stopping to stare in awe at the sheer power that Ruben had managed to summon with his will and strength. Even Glynda stopped herself to see the power that had manifested in front of her, and the poor fools she had floating around crashed into the ground.

The room was filled with silence, then it was followed by awkward stares and mumbling as everyone had realized the devastation that their fight has caused. Glynda had composed herself, trying to fix her dress however she could while Ozpin was readjusting his glasses and dusting off any blood or coffee stains that had got onto his clothing. Everyone in the room began cleaning themselves as best as they could while ignoring the fact that they almost battled each other to the death. Once order and peace was restored, Ozpin, Glynda, and Ruben stood in the center as everyone returned to their seats as if everything was normal.

"So, seeing as our guest here was wise enough to stop our 'little' quarrel, I would like everyone here to know that he will be a part of the faculty here as of today. Any questions?"

No one answered, much to the man's delight. "Good, now let's get everyone who was not able to attend this part of the meeting to the infirmary and get back to our duties. We have brand new incoming students and I would not like to disappoint them with our earlier behavior, you are all dismissed."

And with that, everyone had quietly left the room although many of them were groaning and mumbling about the pain that they had received from the all-out brawl that occurred in the room. Ruben was feeling elated that the whole war was over as he now stood behind from Ozpin and Glynda who were talking about something that he couldn't quite hear with his ears. Once they were done with their little chat, Ozpin and Glynda stood face to face with the Sigmar warrior.

"Congratulations on being accepted by most of the faculty, I know that some of them will not quite likely enjoy your stay here as most of us here given your reputation from yesterday, but in time, you will prove yourself worthy of their respect." Ozpin explained. "Now, onto the main task at hand now. Your job as a faculty member at Beacon Academy will be providing counsel to the students here."

Ruben raised his brow at the statement. "Providing council to the students? I am not sure if this is how politics works in this world but seeing as how I have fared in you're supposed 'debates' I guess I can help them with such matters."

Ozpin laughed heartily at the man while Glynda was stifling her own laughter. Once Ozpin was breathing normally, he continued. "No, no, no, I can certainly assure you that you would not be doing that kind of council in the slightest. What I meant was that you would simply help students whenever they go through times of emotional stress by providing them with advice and answers to their problems."

The idea had finally struck the man in the head as he finally understood what Ozpin had meant. "Oh, so that is what you had meant then. Very well, it is no different from my regular duties as a priest of Sigmar to the citizens of the Empire. So I shall accept your bargain then."

The two shook hands and Ozpin then left the room, a mug and cane being his hands although Ruben wondered how the man got hot coffee in the mug when he had certainly seen him threw it at Doctor Oobleck's face during the fighting.

"Well then, follow me and I will show you to your office where you will be doing your job as a counselor." Glynda spoke as she began leaving the room as Ruben followed behind.

The walk wasn't too long since they were in the academic part of the academy when they were conducting the meeting with the rest of the faculty and staff at the school. They had arrived at the office and Ruben stepped inside to find it quite fascinating.

The room was large as it had bookshelves stacked with all kinds of books ranging from child psychology to understanding teenagers and young adults. In the back of the room was a wooden desk with a computer display with one leather chair and two woolen chairs. On one side of the room was a lay couch with a small table on the side with a lamp on it. The room looked to be an office meant for nobles, but this was his office now and he relished that fact with glee and pride.

Before he took a single step inside, Glynda stopped him. "Before I go and leave you to your own devices, I must inform you that you will be a part of the assembly later on this afternoon once the initiation is over for introduction to the students here at Beacon." Glynda explained.

"Is there anything else that I should know about, Miss Goodwitch?"

She shook her head. "No, you will be informed via scroll and I will come get you once the initiation has begun. By the way, you may call me Professor Goodwitch since you are now officially a part of the faculty now."

The man nodded in response and Glynda Goodwitch then left the man by himself in the office that was all his. Well it was owned by the school but it was the thought that had count for him so he just went with it. He first dived into the bookshelves, eager to gain knowledge about the world that he was in now. Ozpin had explained and informed him much about the general topics of Remnant such as the four kingdoms and Grimm, but Ruben was more interested in other details like the book that he held in his hands.

'Faunus and You! A Guide to being Less Ignorant!' by Sharon Valeria. Might as well give it a chance then.

So the man read with great enthusiasm, swallowing up all the bits of knowledge that was available in his office.