I tried writing a different topic but it didnt work out. Video game audio is to long to write, and unless im doing a series, it's not worth this time. As i'm writing this i still have no idea what im doing. All i know is my other story might have been glassed over by this one so i do suggest you check out my story Hills Of Shimitani. It is my main work right now. Anyway i hope you enjoy the... whatever i write.
Yang had always hated liars. Even if it was just stories, she liked them to be plausible. But listening to her insane professor Peter Port, ramble on about the time he had impossibly defeated two Ursai with his bare hands, it was all she could do to keep from opening her mouth and debunking everything. Then a miracle came.
"So class, Glynda has informed me that her class will be shortened and mine elongated. This being so i will take on the responsibilities for the sparring half of her class. But, as a surprise the first fighter picks the fighting style their opponent, who cannot refuse." Professor Port announced this digging out his scroll. He selected a randomizer app and applied the names of his students. The wheel spun.
"It seems our first fighter is... Yang Xiao Long. Who do you chose?"
Her chance had come. She would finnaly show him and everyone else his lies. And he had already said the opponent couldn't refuse. Yang stood up pointing at him.
'"I challenge you at hand to hand combat." Yang stated, hoping for a look of surprise. Instead he laughed.
"Oh, it seems my own words have betrayed. And while not usually allowed, i cannot refuse. Please place your weapons on my desk and we will begin." He said. Yang walked down the isle and unclasped Ember Celica, placing them down. Yang used her aura to link her scroll so that everyone else could see it in the mid air projector, Port did the same.
"Shall i go easy on you?" Port asked.
"I wont." Yang launched herself into a charge, rearing back a punch to his face, only to find him charging as well. He reached out his left arm, not in a punching motion, and grappled Yang's back as her fist landed somewhat uselessly against his chest. He raised his leg forward and kicked out hers, pushing her backwards. This motion ended Yang on the floor face down after doing a near complete flip.
'Lucky shot' she thought. Yang pushed herself up, this time waiting for him to make a move. He obliged by rushing forward and throwing a random punch that Yang caught. Smiling she threw her own, which was caught by the professor. With both fighters hands taken it was a standstill.
Peter Port was the first to react, sending a strong headbutt Yang's way, which staggered her. He threw a punch to her stomach, then caught her jaw. Finally he kicked her back and she fell onto the ground, not !00% sure what just happened. All Yang knew was that it hurt.
This was good for Yang, as she activated her semblance, fueled by the professor's own much stronger than anticipated punches. She stood up stronger than when the fight had begun, and rushed him. Each of her punches now a flaming arc. A flaming arc that was each time deflected by a well placed hand from Port. He smiled, focusing power into his hand.
A very rare technique that he had spent years learning the basics of. He would throw a punch that would hit his opponents aura directly. He would never risk this in a real fight for it was too unreliable, and would get him killed. But this was a sparring match and he took it as an opportunity to practice. He sent her a few paces backwards with a flat handed blow to the chest. Then used his aura hand to hit Yang in the stomach, with surprisingly little force.
The students in the crowd wondered what had happened. Yang was punched lightly and she froze, allowing the professor to step back. Then she collapsed onto the floor, her aura bar instantly in the red. They watched as she struggled herself back into a sitting position.
Yang had no clue what occured, she was punched, then she froze. Yang felt her aura drop like a stone, oddly with no pain. Suddenly she had no strength left to stand with. Determined not to just lie there she pulled herself up to sit. She caught her breath.
"It seems i win. Now maybe you all will listen when i tell my stories. Now miss Xiao Long, what lesson have you learned?" he asked.
"I learned that.. deep breath.. you cheat." Yang still had her defiance. The Professor bent forward to meet her eyes.
"Never doubt me." With that he gestured for her to take her seat. Yang still didn't believe the story about the Ursai, but she had to hand it to him, he fought good. After class was over she walked back to her dorm defeated. She was about to lay down before she recieved a message on her scroll.
"(Please meet me in my office)"- Ozpin. Yang didn't even want to know how he got the number, she just went. She walked out of the dorm and to Ozpin's office. Inside he waited, sipping coffee. Yang waited.
"I hear you challenged my colleague Port. I also hear you lost." He let his sentence drop.
"And?" Yang was still somewhat angry over it.
"You are right, he cheated. As he does whenever he plays chess. Would you like to know the flaws of the rest of us? Might lighten your mood" Yang nodded and sat down.
"Portman is a cheater, Glynda cares to much, Oobleck is clumsy and me, I wait too long. And i wont tell you what that means. Now go, and watch yourself out there." Ozpin gave Yang the advice. And she left. As she opened the door a large bucket of water emptied over her head, with a note.
"Still dont believe me?" Port.
"I warned you."
Im still not funny. but i put this out anyway. And expect the next Chapter of my other story tonight.