*I still don't own Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy, or RWBY!*
Dialogue Key
"Behold, the Accursed Armor of the Black Knight!" = Regular Speech
'Why is it accursed?' = Thoughts
"Hey. Hey, what's going on? I can't get the suit off!" = Someone Yelling
"Oh, that's why." = Spirits Speaking
Leaving One World For A New One
In the realm of spirits, a plane between dimensions, there were two spirits that were currently conversing as they looked at a certain boy who was currently going over a check list before he made his escape. Both of them are warriors who are the spirits of two certain items that Billy used for a brief time in the past. Of course, it may not have been for combat, but he still did so.
The first of these warriors in a man who is in his early forties, maybe forty three, who has a muscular build that's much greater than Billy's. He's obviously built for power over speed, but that doesn't mean he's slow. He has long black hair pulled into a low warrior's wolf tail that is greying on the sides, a goatee, and naturally pale skin. His eyes are quite narrow and almond shaped, giving him the appearance of almost constantly squinting, and is currently dressed in armor that is a layer of dark gray chainmail with black armor plating over it. This armor includes a chestplate, a pair of gauntlets, gloves, and greaves, metal shoes, and a pair of pauldrons.
This spirit is known as Kuroryu, the spirit of the Accursed Armor of the Black Knight.
The second spirit is also a man, but he looks more like a samurai of ancient Japan than a knight. He wears a black yukata over samurai style pants, white geta sandals, and bandage wrapping around his forearms. Strapped to his hip is a very familiar sword that Billy has attempted to use in the past, and his head and facial features are obscured by the tattered white hooded cowl he's wearing.
This man is the spirit of the Accursed Sword of the Black Knight.
Both of them have been watching over young Billy ever since they first met him as a child all those years ago at that strange festival. Though, in the sword's case, Billy never really got a chance to use him due to the blade being too heavy for his younger and less athletic body. But now that he's older, he'll be able to utilize his power to its fullest so that he may take up this mission that he has been chosen for.
"Are you certain that he is the one?" asked the sword spirit, having a few doubts about Billy.
And with good reason. The lad's never seen true combat before, and even though he's helped stop threats like the boogeyman, he's never done any of the actual fighting. If anything, he's just been the comedic relief of the group while Mandy, Grim, and even Irwin did all of the real fighting. But the boy is durable, the sword spirit will give him that much.
The armor spirit didn't even need to contemplate as he spoke in a gruff voice with an accent that sounded like a knight from the days of medieval Britain.
"Verily. The lad dost possess the heart of a warrior, and so he hath been chosen to become one. A dark future approacheth a distant universe, and so the gods have seen fit to select a champion to prevent this cataclysm."
"Well, he may have passed your test, Armor, but until he passes mine he's not using me in a fight." said Sword. "Now let's hurry up and get to this guy so we can leave."
Let it be known that until you've earned the respect of the Accursed Sword of the Black Knight, he'll be quite rude and impatient with whoever is trying to use him in a fight. This of course made the spirit of the armor roll his eyes at his companion's behavior. Honestly, why does he have to make such a big deal out of everything. So what if things could possibly go wrong in entrusting the fate of the entire multiverse to a single human teenager? What's life without a little adventure?
With a snap of their fingers, the spirits of the two medieval weapons vanished from the spirit world to find Billy and get him started on his mission.
Later that night at exactly one o'clock in the morning, Billy was seen walking to the ends of Endsville so he could escape from his controlling mother, who seems to only want to control his life and make sure he had no say in his path in life. He had his suitcase in hand with all of his supplies at the ready.
He just hoped that his friends understood why he left like he did. Especially without saying goodbye in person.
Before he left forever, Billy left several letters to each of his friends in the nearest postbox so that they'd be mailed out to all of them come the morn. Two for each of them. One that would give them his parting words, and another that would detail exactly what he's had to put up with in these more recent years of his life. Especially Mandy, to whom he wrote down some pretty choice words. Words that I shall not be describing at this moment in time.
As he neared the border to the town, Billy took one final look at the place he grew up in for just about his whole life. The town that holds so many wonderful memories for him.
"Goodbye, Endsville. Hopefully, when I come back, I'll be a stronger and better person." Billy said, more to himself than the actual town.
"We happen to know a way that you could accomplish this goal of yours, young man."
Billy gasped and took a few steps back as twin pillars of fire erupted in front of him. He watched in fascination as the flames died down to reveal the two spirits from earlier. Only this time, they were holding their respective artifacts in their arms. Both looked impassive, but also looked at Billy as if expecting him to do something. Something involving their entrance.
"Cool entrance, guys. But I think you shouldn't have made the heat from your flames so high. I swear I got a tan from that." Billy quipped.
"Wait. So, you're not freaked out by us just magically popping out of twin pillars of fire? That doesn't freak you out in the slightest?" asked the sword spirit.
"Nope. I'm so used to the supernatural that things like this just don't faze me anymore." Billy replied.
"Well, now we're just embarrassed. We chose to come before you in a flashy manner, hoping to get you to start screaming like a girl, like you normally do, and yet you don't even bat an eye. You, my boy, have just begun to earn my respect." said the sword spirit.
"Uh, that's very kind of you to say, sir. But who are you guys? I feel like I've seen you somewhere before." Billy asked.
The spirit in armor gave a deep, boisterous laugh at what Billy just said. Despite not using his brain very often, he seems to never forget a supernatural presence. Even if it's one he's only ever felt one time and only sensed that presence years ago.
"Well, you catch on quick, young Squire! Thou shouldst know us, for thou hast utilized our powers for a brief time, many years ago."
The armored spirit's words seemed to confuse the young man. What did he mean when he said that he used them both years ago. Billy thought back to his childhood as he attempted to remember any kind of supernatural artifacts he may have used in the past. There was that time traveling TV remote, he used Grim's scythe for a little bit, and then there was that wishing skull. Wait a minute…
That armor and sword definitely look familiar. Billy gasped as he finally remembered what they were.
"That's why I recognize you two! You're that black knight armor and sword!" exclaimed Billy.
"Ding ding ding! Give the lad a prize!" the sword spirit exclaimed. "You're absolutely correct, Billy. I am the Spirit of the Accursed Sword of the Black Knight, and he is the Spirit of the Accursed Armor of the Black Knight. Nice to meet you in person, lad."
"But how is this possible!? I thought you guys were gone after that day!?" Billy asked, almost shouting at this point.
"True, you did defeat someone in a challenge and were able to get the armor removed in doing so, but neither of us were ever truly gone. You see, when you first put the armor on and grasped the hilt of the weapon, our artifacts keyed themselves to your unique DNA pattern. In a way, you have been chosen to wield us in battle." the sword spirit explained.
That last bit threw Billy for a loop.
"Battle? What battle?" he asked.
"Perhaps I can best explain." said the armor spirit. "There is another universe in this vast multiverse being manipulated and slowly destroyed by two rogue gods. Corrupt deities who were meant to represent light and darkness. Good and evil. But they were punished and cast out for their arrogance, believing that there is only one way for life to progress. They blamed each other. They selected a world called Remnant, where they would manipulate the inhabitants to fight their war for them, then destroy that world when it was no longer of use to them. And only you can stop them, Billy."
"Me? But why not Grim? Or Mandy? Heck, even Irwin?" asked Billy.
"It is because you have a heart that is pure and just, and a drive to protect even those you do not know. And it is for that reason that we grant you our power and transport you to Remnant." Declared the armored spirit.
And so, in a burst of dragon fire, the spirits returned to their artifacts which began to rapidly spin around Billy. It wasn't long before he too was engulfed in dragon fire which sent him up into the sky, traversing through the dimensional barrier into the world of Remnant. It seems the Black Knight is ready to make a comeback.
*To Be Continued…*
There's this chapter for you all. Hopefully, it answers all your questions about how Billy was getting to Remnant. Also, I'm going to be redesigning the original Cursed Armor of the Black Knight and posting the artwork. This will also serve as the title page. Unless I create something else for that purpose.
Thank you guys so much for reading. Don't forget to vote on the poll I have in regards to my Zero to Hero story. May the Force be with you, and have a great day.