Time to answer some questions. First of all I want to say that yes, some other characters will be slightly oc. It won't be their personalities that are different. It going to be their semblance and backstory. Hope you enjoy.Also Jaune doesn't have forged transcripts in this story, BUT he's not a great fighter. There is something unique about him though in this story. Hope you enjoy. I apologise for any spelling mistakes.
5 years ago
It started out as a peaceful morning at the orphanage. The sun was shining, birds were chirping, and few new kids were at the orphanage. Sadly good things can't last forever.
Sister Peaches sighed as she put ice into a rag. Pyrrha had gotten into another fight with a different kid in the orphanage. She was on the counter with a black eye, holding it with her hand.
Sister Peaches walked up to her, removed Pyrrha's hand and gently place the rag on her swollen eye. Pyrrha slightly flinched from the pain and coldness of the touch. Pyrrha then grabbed the rag herself, keeping it in place.
"Pyrrha," Sister Peach started, as she knelt to her level. "you need to stop getting into fights." In the past month, Pyrrha had gotten into 5 fight where she lost them all. Having polarity could be useful, if you could fully control it at least. It also didn't help that most kids in the orphanage didn't have any metal on them.
A lot of things changed over the five years. She had a better handle of her poliarity, she still couldn't make it useful for her in a fight whatsoever but she wasn't in as much pain as before.
She also no longer wanted to be adopted. Apparently she doesn't want to leave the place for a lot of reasons. For starters, the people who wanted the girl only wanted her for her semblance, not to have a daughter.
The main reason was because she doesn't want to leave them. Over the years, she found the staff at the orphanage as a her own family. It was them that took care of her, not adoptive home #1. It was them that held her while she cried, not adoptive home #2. It was them that cooked her favorite meals, not adoptive home #3, on so on and so forth.
Sadly the Orphanage didn't work that way, the kids couldn't stay there forever. If a person wanted a child and they weren't abusive or anything, they could take them, rather the kid wanted to go or not.
If Sister Peaches was being honest with herself, she would admit that she found Pyrrha to be like a daughter to her. It's not like she would neglect the other children over Pyrrha, Heavens no. Over the years though, her and Pyrrha grew closer. So one day Sister Peaches found a loophole. She adopted Pyrrha, therefore, she was her guardian.
Pyrrha was looking down, too ashamed to look her in the eyes. "He called me a bitch." Pyrrha spoke up, still looking down. "A metal bending bitch."
Sister Peaches scowled, where do these kids learned words like that? Over the years some of the children grew to find Pyrrha annoying, mostly because of all the metal she would ruin in the orphanage. Metal toys? Destroyed. Metal chairs? Destroyed. Metal doors? Destroyed. She gotten better at controlling it, she didn't destroyed as many things now. But every once in a while an accident does happen. Peaches sighed, as she looked at Pyrrha. She knew from day one that her semblance would be much more challenging to control than any other kid's.
Some kids actually started a petition to make her stay in her room for 24/7, of course Peaches put a stopped to that right away. Although, Sister Peaches did have to admit that it was impressive how organized the petition was.
"You know violence isn't always the answer, sweetheart?" She asked Pyrrha as she took her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. Pyrrha grew a 'fuck em' attitude over the years, which means if someone doesn't like her well…….'fuck em'. This was probably from all her foster parents neglecting then returning her and the cold shoulders from the other kids. "Most of the time it's just better to walk away."
"How am I supposed to walk away when it happens everywhere I go?" Pyrrha asked, finally looking up at her. "The only people here that defends me are you guys. Everyone else either joins in or pretend they don't see anything, even my so-called 'Friends'"
Pyrrha had some friends, and by 'friends', she means people who didn't tormented her.
Sister Peaches knew she wasn't telling the whole truth. Only recently did Pyrrha started fighting other kids and they were bullying her for far longer than that. Peaches always tried to stop them but she also had to help watch a hundred other kids so she couldn't keep an eye on her all the time.
"Pyrrha," Peaches started. "are you sure there isn't any other reason you're fighting?"
Pyrrha looked back down, slightly embarrassed about her reason. They were quiet for a few moments, Peaches waiting patiently for her to speak.
"I want to get stronger." Pyrrha finally spoke up, breaking the silence. "I'm sick and tired of being weak."
Peaches stared at her. She could somewhat understand why she thought this, she was the weakest kid in the orphanage. She has the worst control of her semblance of her age. Other kids her age had gotten full control of it while Pyrrha was still lacking behind.
"Is there a reason why you think this so suddenly?" Peaches gently asked. Pyrrha stared at her, yet again embarrassed about her answer.
"I want to be a huntress." She said, slightly blushing more. Peaches knew immediately where this idea came from. The crime rate had gotten worse around the orphanage over the years so they hired a hunter to be their security.
Asim Stidolph was a young dark-skinned man. He was tall, with black long hair which was done in a ponytail. He had a thick beard, a stoic personality and a exotic accent. He was also a wolf funhaus. His Hunter weapon were gauntlets that had pistons in them. His semblance was…...unique to say the least. He could control cats.
That may sound useless but there were a lot of cats that live around the orphanage. He basically had cameras all around the place.
Peaches imagines Pyrrha either looks up to him and want to be just like him or she has her first crush. Maybe it was both. Peaches saw how Pyrrha would sometimes blush when she talked to him.
Peaches finished cleaning Pyrrha up and ordered her to her room. She still assaulted another kid so she has to be punishef in some way. She had to punish that silver hair kid she got in a fight with as well.
"You want me to talk to her?" A voice asked from behind, scaring her. She turned to see Asim in the doorway of the kitchen. He must of been listening the whole time.
"Why would you do that?" She asked.
"We both know why she wants to be a huntress, sister." Asim said. Peaches sighed, knowing he was right. "If you think you could help."
Asim was a sweet guy, he may be stoic but he has a big heart. He fully respects the kids and even the staff. Peaches remembered one time he accidentally walked into a bunch of staff members getting dressed. When most guy would gawk and stare, he just apologized and quickly, yet calmly, closed the door.
He couldn't look at the women for a whole week without slightly blushing, though.
Asim arrived at Pyrrha's door. It was a wooden oak door. He gently knocked, hearing a "Come in" afterwards.
Pyrrha's eyes widened and a slight crimson hue colored her face when she saw Asim, she obviously wasn't expecting him to show up.
Nearly everything in Pyrrha's room was wooden. Her room was also away from any metal in the building. Her place looked like a room from an oak cabin, it was oddly peaceful.
"We need to talk." He told Pyrrha.
"About what?" She asked. Asim gave her a stare, knowing she's playing dumb.
"We both know what this is about, Pyrrha"
Asin sighed as Pyrrha tilted her head confusingly as she continued to play ignorant. "I know you want to be a huntress Pyrrha." Asim said, breaking the quiet atmosphere. "Do you mind telling me why?"
Pyrrha stared at the floor, she was at a slight war with herself. She was terrified that they would tell her that she couldn't be a huntress, that her semblance is too volatile to be useful. She rather not talk about it but deep down she knows she has to talk about this one day, otherwise her dreams will never come true.
"All my life people had to take care of me." Pyrrha started. "I couldn't do anything myself. I saw other kids get control over their semblance faster than I ever dream of. "Small tears started to fall from her eyes.
"It makes me feel weak, as if what all the things people call me are true, I'm nothing but a time bomb." Pyrrha started to clench her fist, angry at herself for crying. She wasn't the same girl when she first arrived here, she shouldn't cry over shit like this. A huntress would never cry.
"I'm sick and tired of being weak, of being useless, of needing everyone to take care of me. I just-" her voiced cracked and she looked up from the floor. "I'm sick and tired of being a nuisance to you guys and all the kids."
She was fully crying now, sniffling and hiccuping. "All of the other kids had gotten full control over their semblance at my age, and I'm just here being nothing but a...a"
'A bitch' she thought. When kids call you a name everyday for years, you'll learned to believe them one day.
Asim stared at Pyrrha, emotionlessly. When Pyrrha couldn't finished her sentence he nodded, fully knowing what she was going to say. He had to break up a few fights involving Pyrrha. He also had to stop the kids from harassing her as well, in which he heard the names they usually call her. It was usually a silver hair boy and a green hair girl.
What's wrong with kids nowadays? They were in a situation just like her's not a year back. As Pyrrha loudly wept, Asim had a decision to make, one that would change her life forever. He stared at her, contemplating his decision.
"I could train you." He spoked up, shattering the silence. Pyrrha eyes widened as she stared at him.
"You'll what?" She asked, not fully believing her ears. "You'll train me? Why?" She asked, perplexed.
Asim had good eyes, he could see a lot of untouched potential in the girl. She's determined, always going to semblance training class, even when she was sick. Hell, sometime Sister Peaches had to make her stay in her dorm to get better.
"Sister Peaches is right about you, Pyrrha," he said. "You could be an amazing woman one day, I don't know what kind of man I'll be if I let just great potential go to waste." Asim stepped closer to Pyrrha and knelt down, putting his hand on her shoulder.
"This won't happen though if you keep getting into fights. So I cut you a deal, you stop getting in fights and I'll personally train you in fighting."
Pyrrha stared at him, it was silent, as Pyrrha was still not over the shock. Then she finally smiled.
(Present Time)
It took Pyrrha two days to get to Beacon. The first day was her flying to Vale, which was terrible because the airship was cheap and smelt like cheese. She was on that airship for 20 hours.
20 fucking hours of nonstop cheese smelling.
It didn't help that the person she sat next to was terrified of flying and would scream every time there was a small turbulence. She couldn't even get much sleep, the seats felt like daggers on her back, pricking and prodding at her non stop.
When the first flight was over, Pyrrha was beyond happy. Most of her second day consisted of her dicking around in Vale, waiting for her free flight to Beacon to arrive. Sadly her bank account didn't want her to have any real fun. So the five-hour wait felt like ten.
She tried to sneak into a bar during the wait. She was caught by a bearded guy sadly. They argued, until he called two whores to back him up. She almost fought them, until she realize her airship was due to leave soon so she grudgingly left.
She was pretty satisfied to get on her flight. This ship was far superior than the last one. She couldn't even smell cheese. Pyrrha looked around the airship, there were plenty of kids on the ship. There was only a few kids that stood out though. The biggest were two girls, a tall blonde and a short black hair girl with red highlights. They stood out the most because they were the loudest.
'She looks too young to be here.' Pyrrha thought as she stared at the smaller one of the duo. There was a girl with a black ribbon on, that looked like she wanted to hide from everyone, she could somewhat relate. There was a handsome, slender, tall boy with long black hair and a pink streak in it. He was chatting with a bubbly redhead.
'Probably a couple?' Pyrrha thought.
There was a short girl with a side ponytail, white hair and a scar on her eye.
'She looks like an anime character' she thought to herself. She then looked around again. 'Wait, everyone looks like an anime character.' Pyrrha shook her head, she was losing it. 'Wait, do they all have a color scheme?' Yet again, shook her head, she needs some sleep.
Lastly there was a boy in a different corner. She couldn't make out his face because he had a hood over his head. He had armor on and not the cheap kind either. It was full chest white armor with golden trimmings. It looked like it was crafted with great care and precision. Beside him was a sword and sheath. He was holding his stomach though, as if he was going to lose his lunch. Thankfully he didn't.
Suddenly a woman's hologram came on, introducing herself as Glynda Goodwitch. Pyrrha zoned her out until they made it to the landing platform of Beacon.
Pyrrha stepped out and was at awe of what she saw. The place was fucking huge. It didn't even look like a school, it looked like a damn castle. What kind of budget do they have? Pyrrha was shocked she was going to this school, this looks like a place only the most privileged spoiled brats would go too.
'For the love of dust,' Pyrrha thought to herself. 'please tell me this place isn't full of privileged snobs.' Pyrrha was pretty sure she stood out amongst everyone else. Every other kid had somewhat flashy clothes or armor while she had a sleeveless white shirt and ripped skinny jeans.
After Pyrrha's war with herself, she finally realized something, she made it. She actually made it to Beacon Academy, the #1 school for inspiring hunters and huntresses. She chuckled to herself, nothing can ruin this da-
'BOOM'
"HOLY FU-" Pyrrha let out as a giant explosion was heard behind her. She turned around to see a crater in the ground. There were two girls in the crater. It was the white hair girl and the red highlight girl from the airship. Pyrrha was too far away to hear anything they were saying but they appeared to be arguing.
Suddenly the ribbon hair girl came into the conversation. Yet again, she couldn't hear a damn thing they were saying but ribbon somehow pissed off whitey, making her storm off. Ribbon then left, leaving behind highlight to wallow in the crater by herself.
'Does she need help? Should I call someone?'. Pyrrha cautiously approached the crater, partially expecting another explosion to go off.
When she saw the girl, she noticed she was lying on her back on the ground. She had a red hood on. 'Is….is she dead?' she thought to herself. Thankfully Pyrrha noticed her chest rising occasionally, meaning she was breathing.
"Are you alright?" Pyrrha asked, as she cautiously stepped forward. "Couldn't help to noticed that you…….exploded." Pyrrha was slightly let down. She really wished she would have seen how this shit went down, maybe her semblance is self combustion?
The girl opened her eyes, silver eyes stared at green eyes. "Yeah," she started. "Just laying here in misery."
Pyrrha stared at her for a few moments. "Do you need a doctor? Or like a…..bomb defuser?"
The girl's nose scrunched angrily. "That's not funny, I didn't mean to cause that explosion. It was just a freak accident!"
Pyrrha was now intrigued, so she DID cause that explosion. "How the hell do you accidentally trigger an explosion?"
The girl pouted, as she sat up in a sitting position, crossing her arms. "I accidently tripped over this crabby girl's luggage and she started yelling at me. She had dust with her, which made sneezed and that caused the explosion." The girl said quickly, in one breath, slightly breathing heavily afterwards.
"You're telling me you caused an explosion with a sneeze?" she asked, in which the girl nodded. "I would laugh if I wasn't impressed."
She walked in the crater and held out her hand. "Are you just going to lay here all day?" She joked, trying to cheer the sad girl up. Growing up in an orphanage made Pyrrha slightly soft to kids.
The girl smiled and took her hand. "Thanks, I'm Ruby, Ruby Rose." She said, as Pyrrha pulled her up.
"Pyrrha Nikos."
Ruby stood there awkwardly. "So…...do you know where to go?" She asked. Pyrrha didn't, so it took her a long time to find the way.
During their walk towards Beacon, Ruby, who wanted to strike up a conversation so she decided to share weapons.
"So I got this." She said as she pulled out a foldable mechanical scythe that was twice her size. Pyrrha stared at her weapon, perplexed in how a girl her size could use it. Then she got jealous. That is so bullshit, that has to be the coolest weapons she has ever seen in her life and what does she have? Fucking gauntlets and boots.
They aren't even cool looking, they're bland compare to her scythe. The only way the scythe could be cooler if it had a-
"It's also a high 50 caliber sniper rifle."
FUCK! This pint size girl in front of her is like a protagonist of an anime, it's so unfair. Then of course Ruby just had to ask about her weapons. She felt somewhat self-conscious now. It's like being in a science show and your project was a lightbulb in a watermelon while the kid next to you somehow managed to open a fucking wormhole into another dimension, that has the cure to every disease known to man.
"Well," Pyrrha started, scratching the back of her head. "I got these metal gauntlets." She took out her gauntlets and handed them to Ruby.
The excitement in Ruby's eyes died out instantly. She looked at them and tilted her head. "Do they do anything?"
They can ruin Pyrrha's self confidence, that's for damn sure.
"No, these babies just punch." Pyrrha said, then quickly adding "I also got these metal boots." She stuck out her foot for Ruby to inspect.
"Do they do anything?" Ruby asked, arching her eyebrow after inspecting them
'This little girl is unintentionally making me feel like a total fucking loser.' Pyrrha sobbed in her head.
"No."
They stood there awkwardly before Ruby tried to cheer the mood up. "Well I like them, not many people appreciates the classics anymore"
She is 100% giving you pity. Pyrrha silently sobbed. Could this get any worse.
"Did you make yours? I remember when I made my weapon at signal. I went a little overboard as you could tell.."
FUCK.
THIS.
CONVERSATION.
She made that fucking thing? Is every student's weapon similar to Ruby's? Is she going to be known as the broke chick of beacon. Wait a minute, she wasn't even smart enough to make her own weapon. Asim made her weapons for her.
SHE'S GOING TO BE KNOWN AS THE DUMB BROKE CHICK OF BEACON!
'Fuck it, I'm lying.'
"Yea," she awkwardly chuckled "These are my pride and joy."
'Are you proud of yourself Pyrrha? You're lying to little girl because you're self conscious.'
"Ohh," The reaper said, bouncing on the balls of her feet. "What kind of metal did you use?"
FUCK! What kind of metal did Asim used?
"Uhh," Pyrrha was silently panicking "The good kind." Pyrrha cringed at herself. She felt ashamed of herself. That was a weak ass lie. Thankfully, they made it to the auditorium, thus ending that train wreck of a conversation.
"HEY LOOK IT'S MY SISTER." Ruby shouted, pointing at the blonde from the airship. "It was nice meeting you Pyrrha, Igottagobye." And with that, she was gone.
'Well, I was abandoned pretty fast. Not like that's new or anything.' Pyrrha thought to herself. Pyrrha stared at two sibling bonding together. She chuckled to herself as it reminded her of the her and the young kids at the orphanage. She remembers the kids making her a noodle art before she went and she actually has it in her bag. Of course she's not going to show that to anyone. What are you, crazy? Pyrrha then turned around to walk away, just to bump into someone.
"Oh, I'm sorry." Said a masculine voice. Pyrrha was about to tell the guy to watch it, just for the words to die in her throat. The guy in front of her was a blonde boy with sharp blue eyes. He was tall, taller than her and she's six foot. He had a boyish charm to him and a slight awkward aura. Pyrrha then noticed he had the armor the one guy was wearing on the airship.
'Well, Hello there' She purred in her head.
"Oh, it was nothing. I should have been paying attention of where I was walking." Pyrrha said, trying to act as cute as possible. Pyrrha wasn't the best flirt, she never really had many chances to try it out. Thankfully, when you're this fine looking, it's not a huge problem.
"So what's your name, handsome?" Pyrrha asked, as she batted her eyelashes. This made the blonde boy slightly blush and looking somewhat shocked at the question.
"What's wrong? Cat got your tongue? Don't worry, I don't bite." Pyrrha slightly purred, giving him a wink, which made the boy's blush slightly increased. Pyrrha always found boys blushing to be extremely adorable.
The boy soon caught his wits and coughed in his fist.
"My name's Jaune Arc." He said, as he extended his hand for a handshake.
"Pleasure to meet you Jaune, I'm Pyrrha Nikos." Pyrrha said, shaking his hand with a flirtatious smirk, in which Jaune returned with slightly awkward boyish smile.
'Yep,' Pyrrha dreamily thought to herself. 'This ass is going to be mine.'
Suddenly Jaune looked over Pyrrha's shoulders and looked slightly panicked. "It was great meeting you Ms Nikos, but I gotta go and do something. Catch you around." And with that, he was gone.
"Wonder what got him spooked?" Pyrrha questioned, until she felt someone behind her bumped into her. Pyrrha slightly stumbled forward but she caught herself. The person who bumped into her walked forward, not even apologizing or noticing her. It was the white themed chick that exploded with Ruby.
"Watch it." Pyrrha spat out, just for the girl to stare at her. She slightly scoffed and started to walk away again.
'Did she ju- oh hell no.' Pyrrha thought.
"Hey bit-" Pyrrha's started, just to get cut off by booming voice. She turned to the voice to see a man with silver hair, a suit, glasses, and was drinking coffee. Pyrrha doesn't know why, but this man looked intimidating, even he looked like a twink.
Next to him was the woman she saw on the airship, Glynda Goodwitch. The man started addressing the students and just like the last speech, she mostly zoned out.
"Wasted talent, blah blah blah, meet in the ballroom, blah blah blah."
After the speech, Pyrrha turned to the girl who bumped into her so she could chew her ear off. Sadly, she left during the speech. "Stuck up whore." Pyrrha mumbled to herself.
L I N E B R E A K
Pyrrha had to buy pajamas before she went to beacon.
Usually Pyrrha would just take off her clothes and sleep in her underwear. She felt free doing this. Of course she couldn't do that anymore, so she had to buy a pair of night clothes. Plus she was pretty sure Sister Peaches would have a heart attack if she slept in her underwear in front of these boys.
Her pajamas were simple, a pair of red pajama pants and a black T-shirt. She bought them at a thrift store for a cheap price.
Pyrrha noticed that almost every boy was shirtless and were trying to impressed the girls. A few wolf whistles were heard from the girl side of the room.
Pyrrha then noticed a streak of shaggy blonde hair in the crowd. Jaune was one of the only boys that was actually wearing a shirt. He had a simple white T on, with black pajamas pants. The pajama pants had adorable chibi bunnies on them. 'Cute' she thought.
Pyrrha went to go talk to him, maybe to see if she could convince him to take his shirt off like every other boy there until a high pitch voice called her.
"Pyrrha, over here." Pyrrha turned to see Ruby, who was enthusiastically waving at her direction. 'Crap,' Pyrrha mused 'I can't just ignore her.' He looked at Jaune before turning towards Ruby. "Soon." She told herself.
"Yang look, this was the girl I told you about." Ruby told a buxom blonde with piercing purple eyes. The blonde had long golden hair, in which she obviously takes care of. It looked like it took a lot of time to make it look great. It made Pyrrha question what kind of conditioner she used. Probably the kind she couldn't afford.
Yang stuck her hand out, in which she shook. "Thanks for helping my baby sister. I'm Yang by the way." Yang said, she then quickly put Ruby in a headlock. "I swear, I can't leave her alone for a second." She teased, ruffling the small girl's hair, much to her dismay.
"Yaaaaang, you're embarrassing me." The girl whined, as a crimson hue covered her cheeks. "It's not my fault that the girl didn't have her dust secured. She was practically begging for an accident to happen." Ruby said as she finally escaped her sister's grasp.
Yang chuckled at her sister's rant. "Seriously though, thanks for helping her. She has trouble in making friends and it was a relief that she found one that quickly. Thankfully it wasn't a boy either." Yang told Pyrrha.
A crimson hue covered Ruby's face again. "I'm 15, not 10. A lot of girls my age have boyfriends." That was true, Pyrrha had her first boyfriend at age 13.
Yang chuckled, pinching Ruby's cheek. "Yea, but you're always going to be my baby wittel sister." Yang cooed to Ruby, making the short girl swat her hand away and lightly hissed at her.
"Stop it." It was oddly adorable.
"No problem," Pyrrha spoked up, chuckling at the scene before her. "-if I was being honest, I actually thought she was hurt. She was just laying there, unmoving after the explosion. Though, it was quite funny finding out she caused the explosion by a sneeze." At that Yang hunched over and laughed, face turning red.
"You caused an explosion by a sneeze?!" Yang's laughter then increased by volumes.
"IT'S NOT FUNNY. I COULD OF GOTTEN SERIOUSLY HURT, YOU KNOW." Ruby yelled at Yang, flailing her arms in the air, which just made her laugh even harder. Pyrrha smiled at the two, by just looking at them, you would never be able to tell they're sisters but you could tell by the way they act.
Ruby quickly tried to change the subject away from her. "Oh, Yang guess what?" Ruby beamed. "Pyrrha over here is also a fist fighter."
Pyrrha lightly cringed. Oh great, back at her bland weapons.
"Oh really?" Yang questioned "What kind of weapons do you have? I have gauntlets that shoot out shotgun blasts." Yang said, as she pretended to pump a shotgun.
SHOTGUN GAUNTLETS? Damn it, those sound so cool. It's so unfair being a broke bitch in this world. Why can't she win the lottery or something?
Pyrrha forced out a chuckle. "I have metal gauntlets and boots. And before you ask, no, they don't do anything."
Yang let out a whistle, looking impressed as she put a fist on her chin. "So you must be pretty good then, not needing any special gimmicks on your weapon, quite impressive I must say. I hope we get to spar sometime."
Pyrrha stared at her. "...Yep, that's totally the reason." Pyrrha lied.
'Totally not because I can't even afford name brand cereal.'
A teasing smile then appeared on the girl's face. "I couldn't help but noticed you staring at Jaune Arc's ass, earlier."
Pyrrha chuckled and slightly shrugged. "What can I say, I like blonde boys." Pyrrha then paused "Wait, how do you know his name? Are you friends?" They might be sibling, Pyrrha thought, both of them are blonde.
Yang stared at Pyrrha, at a slight lost. "What do you mean? He's The Buffer of-"
"Will you guys be quiet," An annoying voice shrilled interrupted Yang. "Some of us are trying to sleep here."
Pyrrha turned her head and scowled, it was that bitch that bumped into her. She lightly growled under her breath.
"Oh, not you again." Yang complained. Pyrrha couldn't really blame her, she was just in Whitey's presence for a few moments and she could tell she's not going to like her.
Ruby was quick in trying to defuse the situation. "Come on guys, let's not argue here."
Weiss then turned her attention to Ruby. "Oh, now you're on my side?" Weiss questioned.
"I was always on your side." Ruby whined, trying to bury the hatchet with the girl.
Pyrrha was annoyed. First the chick just rammed into her without apologizing, then she ruined a nice conversation she was having, and now she made this young girl sad. Ruby looked like a kicked puppy. The fuck is her problem? Was she born with pole in her ass?
"What about you just fuck off, bitch. You're honestly being much more loud than any of us were." (That's probably a lie.)
The whole room got quiet, deadly quiet. The room wasn't that loud before, except for a couple of whispers but now there was no sound, it was oddly creepy. Everyone was staring at them, some looked somewhat impressed as if she just did something unbelievable.
Others though, looked at her as if she jumped in a pool full of sharks while covered in blood.
"Excuse me?" The white hair girl said, venom dripping from her voice. "Who do you think you are?"
Pyrrha smirked, crossing her arms over her chest. She slouched down to reach her height, (Which was pretty far down) "I'm Pyrrha Nikos" she said, smirking at the girl's anger "you know, the chick you scoffed at after bumping into. Remember?"
White gave her a cold stare. "Do you have any idea who you're talking too?"
Pyrrha stared at her. By her regular attire and pajamas, she was probably rich so Pyrrha also imagines she was famous as well.
To bad Pyrrha doesn't give a fuck about social status. "No and why should I give a rat fuck?" Somehow the room got even more quiet, which didn't seemed possible. Everyone was slacked jawed, eyes wide as saucers. Even Yang and Ruby looked shocked. Pyrrha shivered, she could have sworn the room got colder.
Whitey stared at Pyrrha. "Were you born in some hick town or something?" Whitey put her a hand on her hip. "I'm Weiss Schnee, heiress of the Schnee company and the winner of the Atlas Regional Tournament for three years in a row. I am dubbed 'The Unbreakable Weiss'" Weiss gloats, expecting an apology at any moment.
What she didn't expect was for Pyrrha to laugh at her. "You, a champion? Bullshit, an heiress I can believe because you look like a privileged bitch," Pyrrha said, smirking as she stood up straight, towering over the other girl. "-but a champion? Sorry cupcake, but I can't believe that. You have a body of a twelve-year-old boy who has yet to hit puberty." That earn a few chuckles from the crowd. Yang had put her fist over her mouth to muffle a 'Damn'
"So how the hell can someone like you can ever beat someone in a fight?" Weiss was blazing now. How the hell does this...this nothing think she is? Weiss calmed herself down, 'You're better than this.' she thought. 'Don't let this nobody make you lose your cool.'
"Do you know what my semblance is?" asked Weiss, in which Pyrrha just raise her eyebrow. "I can take the water vapors around me, consuming them and then solidify them." Pyrrha just stared at her, confused. 'She can fucking what?'
Weiss sighed, "I can produce ice." She told Pyrrha as if she was a toddler.
'So her champion's name is a pun? That's stupid.' Pyrrha thought to herself. Then another thought occurred to her. "Wait, your name is Weiss and you can make ice?" Pyrrha asked, bewildered. "Isn't that a little but on the nose? That's like my semblance being able to control fire…...or dying for a bullshit cause." Pyrrha said.
Weiss stared at her, clearly unimpressed with her comment. Weiss pinched her nose, she was slowly starting to get a headache. "Just stay out of my way." She told Pyrrha before turning.
Pyrrha just let out a quick laugh. "Wouldn't dream trying to strike up a conversation with you again, popsicle." Pyrrha ribbed, which irked Weiss before she left.
Yang let out a whistle "Damn," she said, with a smirk as she clapped her hands together with a chuckle. "You got some major balls saying that to her. You know what? I think we're going to be great friends."
Pyrrha let out a laugh, "Thanks, anyway I'm going to go to bed. Catch you tomorrow." Pyrrha told Yang. She stretch and went to her sleeping bag.
L I N E B R E A K
Pyrrha woke up to the sound of a bubbly girl's voice. It was loud and directed to a stoic boy. Pyrrha sighed and got up, knowing she won't be able to get back to sleep. Better get ready for the entrance exams.
Pyrrha walked into the cafeteria and her jaw dropped. There were so much food there. Different scents invaded her nose. Pyrrha almost started to cry with happiness. 'Holy shit.' Pyrrha thought 'They have named brand cereal.'
Beacon Academy needed to make sure that their students were well fed so that means having different varieties of food. Pyrrha grabbed a plate and went to work. 'I love Beacon.'
After breakfast, Pyrrha went to the lockers. "312…..312…..312 where are-aha" Pyrrha found her locker and put her combination in. "02, 21,16" She mumbled to herself, until she heard the click of her locker opening. She grabbed her bag and went to her clothes department of it. She grabbed cleaned clothes, then went to the girl's showers. After she was freshly cleaned, she walked back into the locker room to get her weapons. She put her gauntlets and boots on, closing the locker afterwards.
She started to stretch, getting the stiffness out from sleeping on the floor. After several cracks and pops, her body finally felt relieved. She turned to see a certain cute blonde. She smirked.
"Hey there handsome." Pyrrha said as she sultry walked towards him. Jaune looked over at her with a slight blush but smiled. "Hi Pyrrha." He replied, smiling at her. "You're ready for the exams?"
"As ready as I'll ever be." She replied, stepping closer to Jaune. She was now in his personal bubble. "So, do you have any ideas about partners?" Pyrrha asked him, just for him to shrug his shoulders.
"No idea, but I'm pretty sure it's random." Jaune told her, blushing slightly again by her close contact.
Pyrrha had only talked to the boy a few times but she could already tell he was dense. Yeah, he blushes because of her but that could easily be because of her praisings. Most boys she flirted with has more reactions than just a blush, sometimes they stuttered or get sweaty but Jaune only blushes, which meant he just doesn't know to handle compliments. He probably just believes that she was being nice and not flirting.
Similar how a teacher would personally tell a student that they did a good job, they would sometimes blush, not knowing how to handle a compliment. These people are what they call 'modest', which is what Jaune is.
That's a good and a bad thing. It's good because it mean't he's not an ego loving asshole, it's bad because it means she has to step up her flirting game.
"Well," Pyrrha said as she twirled her hair with her finger. "I don't know about you but I would love to be partnered with someone like you." She said, adding as much lemony sweetness into her voice as possible.
Jaune smile grew wider. "Thanks, the feelings are mutual." He said without stuttering or sweating. Damn it, this might be harder than she thought.
Before she could say or do something else, like squeezing her breast together with her arms, she was interrupted.
"There you are Jaune." A familiar and oh so annoying voice called out.
"Fuck me." Pyrrha quietly told herself. Pyrrha didn't noticed that Jaune's smile became less sincere.
Behind her was Weiss Schnee. Weiss scowled when she saw Pyrrha. "I thought I told you to stay out of my way."
Pyrrha looked at her. Is she serious? "In case you haven't notice sweetie, I was here first. If you truly don't want to be near me, then fuck off." Pyrrha spat at her.
Weiss clenched her fist. "What about you go back to your hick town and leave Jaune alone."
Pyrrha chuckled at her remark. "First of all popsicle," Pyrrha started. "you gotta be at least this tall to talk shit to me." Pyrrha said as she put her hand at a height, which was taller than the girl. "So come back at me when you're not the size of trash can. Second of all, who says I'm bothering Jaune?" Pyrrha put her hand on her hips. "We were just having a lovely conversation before a snow bitch came along."
Weiss stared at her, dumbfounded. "Do you seriously not know who Jaune Arc is?" Weiss questioned, in which Pyrrha shook her head.
"HE'S THE 'BUFFER OF VALE'." Weiss exclaimed loudly, nearly popping a blood vessel. Pyrrha gave her a blank stare. "The what." She ask confused. "He's like a bard or something?"
Weiss's eye twitched. "Only a dimwit like you would compare the two." Weiss told her. Pyrrha growled under her breath. 'Don't punch the her' she told herself. 'Her daddy could probably sue you into non-existence.'
"Jaune can amplify aura, do you have any idea how useful that is? He can literally make your attacks stronger, make you be able to take more hits." Weiss ranted, naming off things Jaune could do while Jaune stood there awkwardly. "He can even heal people from his touch. So do you really think you have the right to talk to him with your nothing status?" Weiss was out of breath after her rant.
Pyrrha was getting really annoyed. This over privileged chick really cares way to much about social status. "OK, one, I'm pretty sure that's for Jaune to decide and two," Pyrrha held up two fingers "I'm from the city, so call me a hick one more time and you'll going to need Jaune's 'Healing touch'" Pyrrha was now in Weiss's face.
"You really think I'm scared of a faceless nobody?" Weiss asked her, getting closer to Pyrrha's face. "I won the Atlas Regional tournament three years in a row, so I'm pretty sure I can take care of some dimwitted girl."
Jaune was still standing there, praying for this to end.
"Three years in a row huh? That literally means someone kicked your ass the fourth year or you were too much of a pussy to fight, sooooooo, what about you go fuck yourself." Pyrrha smirked as she noticed Weiss teeth clenched up, her face getting red in anger. She was proud that she could get under her skin so easily.
Finally Jaune spoke up. "Ladies, can we please stop fighting, we have an exam to go to soon, and I'm pretty sure none of you want to be late." Jaune slowly pushed the girls away from each other's throats.
Weiss crossed her arms and turned away from Pyrrha. "You're right, I'm sorry." She apologized.
"You're forgiven." Pyrrha said, with a shit eating grin. Weiss clenched her teeth.
"I wasn't talking to you, you dimw-"
"Will all first year students please report to the cliff side." The intercom said, interrupting Weiss. The white hair girl stomped her foot, before she turned and left. Jaune sighed in relief, glad the argument was over.
L I N E B R E A K
The cliff side was located somewhat near the school. Pyrrha looked across the cliff side and noticed a sea of green. It was really beautiful. Students were lined up in a horizontal line, facing the cliff. Underneath each student were metal plates. Pyrrha took a spot near the beginning of the line.
Professor Ozpin and Glynda were at the far right end of the line of students.
Glynda told them the run down of the exam. The first person you make eye contact with would be your partner for the next four years. (Pyrrha heard a cry of despair from Ruby) Then head north until you find a temple. Get item from temple and go back. Bing bang boom, done.
Pyrrha idly listened as she looked around. She looked at the metal piece below her. 'That's strange' She thought. 'There are gears under this.' Pyrrha's originally thought was that she was standing on a metal surface but she felt other pieces of metal underneath. She was standing on some time of contraption, one in which she doesn't know what it does.
Suddenly a student at the beginning of the line got launched into the sky.
Pyrrha didn't see it but she heard it. She slowly turned her head towards the noise, begging it was just her imagination. She then saw another student get launched. There were only two more students on her left until it reached her.
'No way.' Pyrrha stared at the now missing students, not fully believing what she was seeing. Soon another student went flying. One more left.
Pyrrha clenched her eyes shut as she heard the last student go flying. 'DON'T DIE, DON'T DIE, DON'T DIE.' she thought right before she was launched.
authors note: As you can tell Weiss is the champion in this story, so she's much more powerful than her canon self in this. You'll see why I've changed her semblance next chapter.As for Jaune, his semblance is pretty similar to his canon's self if not the same. We get into his backstory next chapter as well.
