Chapter 2
A/N: Well… What can I say? Still over loaded with stuff, my internet is being disconnected from time to time preventing me from upload so until further notice I will only upload on Tuesday and Thursday. This will take a lot off my plate so I can make longer chapters as well as have time to do other things. I hate doing this, I want to keep my schedule but right now it is near impossible. So please be patient with me?
I was awoken by some one shaking me. It was Jenny. "What. What is it?" I asked groggily.
"Man I never thought you'd wake up. We have to get ready for initiation." She cheered softly with an excited tone.
"You're that blood thirsty?" I asked her with a grin.
"Nope. I'm just excited to see what happens today." She replied happily. I rose out of my small sleeping bag. I don't remember changing into shorts and a tee shirt last night. Oh well, I'm sure I stored my stuff in my locker… Which is rocket propelled. Why? I have no idea. Maybe rapid deployment. Whatever the reason, I'm sure I'll never have to use it.
There was something wrong with the locker room however… It was a combined women and men's locker room. This really confused me. I thought to myself: What in the hell have I gotten myself into? Although I guess now that I think on it, its used for combat armor storage… Still. I said to hell with it, threw off my shorts and tee shirt and then dawned my normal attire. My brown duster with black jeans (slightly torn around the knees and on the right thigh) and my combat vest. I always wear an armored vest. I started to pull my gauntlets on when Jenny approached me.
"You… Have an amazing body." She commented she went red in the face with her compliment but seemed to mean it.
"So we have a little pervert running around Beacon huh? Well all right. As long as you don't take too much of my privacy. Also, when the hell did you put my stuff in the locker?" I asked. Her face dropped. She knew she was in deep shit now, I had her cornered.
"I… I uhh. I never… How the hell did you know?" She asked very embarrassed.
"See. I had this weird ass dream that I was being chassed by a fly spaghetti monster and my clothes were slowly disappearing… And I know for damn sure I sleep in my combat gear. I've done it for the last ten years. So it leaves me to ask. What. The. Fuck?" I asked. I started to feel anger boil in the bottom of my throat. This girl seems to know a crap ton about me and I know nothing. Its time for some damned answers.
"All first year students please report to Beacon cliff for initiation." Glynda Goodwitch called over the loud speakers.
"Oh hey. We better go." Jenny said rushing quickly out the door.
"Sly bitch. This isn't over." I said following suit save for the running. I walked at a brisk pace. This time I added a bandana to my arsenal of apparel. This bandana has a built in air filter so it works as a gas mask. I have no clue what they are going to throw at me. God. I sound like Aiden pierce. Jesus. I arrived at the cliff and we were directed to stand on steel pads that lined the ground.
Glynda gave her speech on partners. Who ever we came into eye contact with eh? All right fair game. Just keep my eyes low. People one by one started getting launched off the cliff. Some confident, some… Not so much. I thought one thing to myself: If I forget to say it… Fucking ouch.
The next launch was me. I braced myself as I felt the tick of the platform. I blinked and I was know flying… Or falling really. There were several trees below me, but I needed to go father. I spread out my coat and tried to glide somewhat in the air, which I did for sometime before starting to rapidly decent. As I flew into the treetops I started to fire rounds out of my boots slowing my decent and landing on a large tree branch.
The moment I landed I noticed movement under me. A person was running checking the area sporadically looking for something… Looking for me. I drew my rifle and aimed it at the person. I knew my moral standards. I cannot shot nor kill a fellow student but I need to know who it is. I looked through the scope on the front of my rifle. The person appeared to be female. Who was she, I had no idea. Definitely not Jenny. Her hair is brown. This one's is black and red. I heard her call out once.
"Yang?" It sounded like she was a little worried. My boots must give off the same sound as this Yang's weapon. The most identifiable thing about this girl was her red cape and huge weapon. It looked to be scythe with a magazine, so it was a rifle, I would imagine near a .50 caliber round. "Yaaang?!" The girl called out again before dashing off quickly. She was faster than anything I've ever seen.
Why do I get the feeling I'll be seeing more of her in the future? Anyway, back to my task. At the end of the forest lies a ruin, containing artifacts. I have no clue what they are, or if they do truly exist. I can only go on the headmaster's words. Despite everything, I need to move fast. By the size of the trees and foliage, the Emerald forest is huge. I need to start moving. I look around myself into the green branches of the trees, looking for a route up high.
Up here in the trees, I only run on risk… Nevermore. The soulless bird type. They annoy me greatly in their major form. The minor form scouts for all of the other Grimm, making my life harder. I leap to a branch that isn't far from my tree. Unfortunately I miscalculated my jump and hit the tree barely holding onto with one hand. Great. The one thing I never thought to add to my kit, a harness or a bladed set of boots to dig into a tree. Perfect.
As I hang from the tree one handed I take a moment to look again once below me making sure that no one is there… and I was wrong. Almost fifteen foot below me I see what I never wanted to. Jenny. She is looking around furiously. Most likely for me. As I slowly lift myself up I see her ears on her head twitch.
Fuck. She sees me.
"Who ever you are come out!" She calls up into the trees. I cover myself into the branches making sure the leaves cover my appearance. Wolves have amazing hearing and scent, but have poor eyesight when trained improperly. "I will cut this tree down! She yells up at. No use in staying here. Its not that I don't want her as a partner, I just don't think I can trust her.
I start moving swiftly in the branches moving tree to tree as quickly as I can. No doubt she can hear every movement I make. I have to thank the forest for once, the branches are large enough I could crouch on one without difficulty if I so chose to do so, and the bark only makes it that much easier to keep my footing. If it were raining however, I would be in all sorts of trouble. Adding to the good news, as I move, she seems to be distracted by a flurry of different sounds. I cant hear her calling out against me anymore so I take a moment to sit down on a branch.
As I sit down I let my legs dangle over the sides. I pull my rifle out checking to make sure everything is ready in case of Grimm. Everything looks to be in working order. And I decide its about time to return to the ground. Much more cover on the ground than in the sky. I release the blades in my gauntlets letting them become claws. Perfect to climb down the tree with. I stab my right glove into the tree and begin my descent. Several things run through my mind as I slowly go down the tree. The most important one however: What is waiting for me down here.
I can feel in my gut that someone or something is near. My senses as an assassin kick in and I remove my left glove from the tree hanging solely on my right. I scan the forest floor now only feet below me. And speak of the devil. There is a person standing there, staring at me. I accidently make eye constant and let out a silent swear to myself.
I jump the small distance down to the floor and approach the person. "Have a partner yet?" I ask them. The person was hooded and I couldn't quite see who it was. I could confirm how ever it was not Jenny.
"Not yet… Assassin." The person utters. Oh great, another female. Not that I prefer males any better, in fact, for some reason the female population make better special ops units than most men ever can. But right now, I'm over my crazy girl quota for the year.
"Then that makes two of us. I suggest we hurry. We'll deal with introductions later. Who knows what lies ahead of us and how many people have already been through here." I say to her. She seems to be agreeing with me. Wait… She called me an assassin. Does she know who I am? Is she the same? No. Impossible. "Lets go." I say is a hushed tone. She nods and I nod back. We both begin sprinting off into the forest in search of the ruins.