Time for the athlete! And remember, different shots, different OCs.
Version: First words they say to you are on your arm
Not my proudest moment. Pyrrha Nikos.
Funny how things can be so vague. Is it supposed to mean Pyrrha Nikos will be walking up to me in a conversation or something? A conversation involving her as a subject?
Regardless, I keep the words bandaged up. The last thing I need is sneaky reporters. At least I shared it with my twin bro, Jaune Arc. He sure knows how to keep a secret. I mean, I'm not even using my real name, but still!
I sighed as I looked at the clouds. How long has it been since I last saw him? 5 years? 10? We've only been communicating by letters for possibly more than that. I shook it off as the Bullhead started off.
Time to complete my transfer to Beacon.
At least you take into consideration the whole multimedia and hide it. Jack Arc.
Those words, hidden by her gauntlets, made Pyrrha question if one of Jaune's sisters is named Jack. However, with the arrival of "Tracer", the celebrity with a rare Semblance, arriving at Beacon and transferring, it puts her thoughts aside.
I walked as crowds of people swarmed. I sighed and muttered, "So is there, like, a welcome ceremony or tradition or something?" Suddenly, I was pelted with water balloons, soaking my hair and making my black hair dye run. I growled and snapped, "All right, which one of you idiots did that?" I soon saw four guys with shocked looks. I don't blame them. I ruffled my blonde hair as I briefly scanned the crowd with my blue eyes before locking on a blonde girl. I shouted, "Hey, Goldilocks! Going to borrow your Semblance for a while!"
And with that, I activated my semblance.
Everyone watched as "Tracer's" hair grew in length and became brighter. The two grey boxes he had on his belt morphed into a grey version of Ember Celica while his eyes turned red as the water evaporated off of him. Team CRDL dropped everything and ran as "Tracer" shouted a battle cry before running after them. He growled, "Where do you punks think you're going?"
Pyrrha paled as his Semblance was made clear: he can mimic someone's semblance perfectly, with a slight copy of looks as a side effect.
And he just so happened to copy Yang's.
I sighed as I walked with Jaune. "... and they bullied this rabbit Faunus named Velvet." I whistled and bluntly spoke, "Maybe I should've pulled a 'Bane' and break their spines..." "Don't. They had it coming to them. Anyway, here's my team's dorm room." We stopped in front of the door, that promptly opened.
Needless to say, I was slightly shocked. There was a guy with black hair and magenta streak looking at both of us before bluntly saying as I saw the room in utter disarray, "Nora." Jaune had a look of understanding as I asked, "Sort of like Janet?" "Yep." I sighed and gave a look of sympathy as I held out my hand and greeted, "Jack Arc, Jaune's twin brother." "Lie Ren." A hyper ginger shouted, "NORA!"
Jaune sighed before his eyes lit up and he pulled me over to...
"Bro, I like you to meet my trainer, The "Cereal Girl"." I looked at her in disbelief as she offered her hand and stated, "Not my proudest moment. Pyrrha Nikos." Jaune looked at me silly as I processed the information. I noticed her gauntlets were hiding a faint color under her arm before sighing and shaking her hand, "At least you take into consideration the whole multimedia and hide it. Jack Arc." Her eyes lit up at those words. "B-but that means..."
I smirked and, feeling bold, pulled her close while muttering, "Jackpot~!" She blushed as I closed the gap, making her stiffen.
It was a perfect moment, until the ginger took a picture of us and posted it on the extranet.
"For this round, it's Pyrrha Nikos versus Jackson Arc!"
Pyrrha asked me as we prepared to fight, "Are you ready, Tracer?" I smirked and made my semblance flare.
My hair became red while growing longer and into a ponytail. My armor morphed into a golden design, giving me a male look of my soulmate. My eyes became green as I responded, "Ready as I'll ever be!"
The timer counted down as we both smiled.
A lot has changed in just a month.
I managed to smile before coughing up more blood.
A giant Deathstalker corpse we near us as Pyrrha cradled my head, having tears spill. I lazily looked at her arm, my vision slowly disappearing. I looked at her and asked, "Take your time and live your life for me, will ya?"
Jackson Arc
20XX - 20XX
Age 18
Beloved Brother, Fighter, and soul mate.
"A life not lived what it's worth isn't a life at all."
Pyrrha stared at the grave, placing her hand on the stone.
It's been a few weeks has passed ever since his funeral. She felt as if it was her fault during their mission... But now she feels as if a great burden was lifted off her shoulders. Jaune slowly walked up to the grave and greeted, "Hey, Jack... It's been a while... I hope you're preparing for us up there..."
A voice spoke up from behind them, "Nah, it was too boring." Their heads snapped towards the source.
There, they saw Jack waving at them while wearing dark robes and leaning on a cane. "You know how I love to troll people, right?"
Jack laughed as the pair chased him across Vale, his new cape fluttering in the breeze as he jumped off the roof and landed on the other. He just loved messing with people.
He sighed and muttered, "Too bad my semblance has changed... But it's worth it." I looked back at Pyrrha and gave her a smirk.
To be by Pyrrha... At the cost of being a devil while she will become an angel?
It's well worth it.
There once was a legend. It told of two soulmates and the price one paid for the happiness of the other.
Once became a guardian angel, her voice and spirit protecting the innocent.
The other became a messenger from hell, his mind and body punishing the wicked.
Only until judgment day they met again, and they still loved the other.
So, to leave their sides and be by each other, they look the other's life at the same time.
Legend says if one would listen carefully enough during the night, you can hear the laughter of two reunited spirits, dancing the night away.
Review?
