NoRWBY Chapter 1.
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After the crowd dispersed, I was led to Lady Bishamon's office, where she began to 'interrogate' me. When she asked about my past, I gave her a rundown of it. (Basically telling somebody the events of Volumes 1-3)
"So, you're telling me that you slew these 'Grimm' while you were alive? At first I wouldn't believe you, but considering that you have what you call a 'semblance' and made 'Crescent Rose,' I suppose I have to believe you." Said Lady Bishamon, who I really needed to come up with a nickname for.
"Lady Bishamon, you can't possibly be serious! She was probably just some chuunibyou with a knack for weapon making." The man with glasses said, who I learned was named Kazuma.
"Kazuma, I am several thousand years old, and I can recognize when somebody is lying. This girl is not, making her the second most experienced person here when it comes to combat."
This caused a few people in the room to feel annoyed that somebody younger than any of them somehow had them outclassed.
*sigh* "I suppose she is then, but I still worry about your effectiveness with her."
"Are you doubting Lady Bishamon? I didn't think her Blessed Vessel could do such a thing." The one with a beard said.
"I would never doubt her Kuraha, its just that we have a small issue. Typically, when a god names a spirit they gain the memories of the spirit, and therefore an innate understanding of how to use their weapon form. However, seeing as how Ruby still has her memories, I doubt that the understanding feature has 'activated' so to speak. Lady Bishamon, am I correct?"
Lady Bishamon stood up. "Come, Kamaki." She said as I was turned into a weapon, and felt a sudden presence within my own aura as if something had linked to it.
"Hmm... that is strange. I didn't have a clue as to how to use you beforehand, but now its bright as day. Maybe it requires direct contact?"
"Lady Bishamon, I think I have an idea." I said as she reverted me to normal. "When you transformed me, I felt a strange feeling, as if my aura had been linked to something. I think that the 'something' was you, or more accurately your soul. I don't think it will be an issue however, as you'd still need to hold me to use me."
"That would make sense. Now that the issue is resolved more or less, I believe that we should move on to a different topic. Ruby, would you like to be used for combat?"
"Lady Bishamon, I don't think she-" "No, its fine." I cut Kazuma off. "I would be happy to Lady Bishamon, but can I ask you for a favor first?" I asked, causing the other members to tense up, but they relaxed when Lady Bishamon raised her hand.
"Alright then, what would you ask of me?"
I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding. "Can I please come up with a nickname for you? I completely understand the need to respect you with a proper title, but 'Lady Bishamon' is too long and it makes me tired to keep repeating." I said, earning me a few death stares. They dissipated when Lady Bishamon began to laugh.
"I see, I suppose you could, but when I am among other gods and in public you will address me as 'Lady Bishamon.' Understood?" She asked.
I stood up and saluted playfully. "Of course I will, don't want to harm your reputation after all. Now what would be a good nickname? Gotta find some feature I can go off of. Hmm... I got it! Can I call you Big Yang?"
Lady Bishamon raised an eyebrow. "And why is that?"
"Because you remind me of my big sister Yang. She had long golden hair too, and she was a great fighter."
Seemingly taking it as a compliment, 'Big Yang' nodded. "I believe that will work. Tsuguha, would you take her to one of the spare rooms and get her measurements? She will need a uniform."
As Tsuguha and I stepped in to one of the spare rooms, I was amazed by it's design. It was the same size as my old dorm room, except the walls were blue. I looked into the corner to see a twin bed with blue covers. A wooden dresser was at the foot of the bed, most likely empty.
"Wow Tsuguha, this is amazing! I can't believe I get to sleep here." I exclaimed, flopping onto the bed.
"I know right? I was the same way when I first saw mine. Now, would you kindly take your clothes off?"
"What!? Why would I do that? Are you secretly some kind of pervert?" I asked, wiggling my eyebrows for effect.
"No no no! Nothing of the sort! I was asked by Lady Bishamon to get your measurements, now would you please comply?" She said with a cherry red face.
As I stripped, Tsuguha gasped in horror, confusing me.
"Is something wrong?"
She merely pointed at my chest, which had a massive scar where my heart would be.
"Yes, that is what killed me. Now can you take my measurements?"
The rest of the measuring proceeded as expected.
"Umm... before I give this to Kazuma, could you just tell me what it was that caused... that?" She asked, pointing to my scar.
*sigh* "I was shot through the heart with a flaming arrow. Burned me from the inside out. Now can we drop the subject? I don't particularly like talking about how I died."
Tsuguha left the room for a few minutes, which gave me time to think about what could happen. What if somebody I was close to had been named by an enemy god?
Little did I know that not only was I right but I wasn't the only person thinking that.
When Tsuguha returned she had a black uniform similar to the one she was wearing, only with pants instead of a skirt. I wondered why, but decided not to ask. As I exited the room I was wearing a white dress shirt with a regal purple tie, covered by a black coat with gold buttons. I was wearing long black khakis and dress shoes as well.
All in all, my short hair made me look like a guy.
"Did you give me pants in a deliberate attempt to make me look like a guy?" I asked, causing Tsuguha to blush and run off, probably to alert Big Yang that I was ready to go.
Elsewhere...
"Hello! Thank you for calling! Fast, affordable, and reliable! Delivery God Yato, at your service! Oh, okay, I get it. *beep* Hey Yang, Yukine, we got a job here!" Yato called out.
"What is it this time? Better be something interesting already." Said Yang, standing up in her new outfit. While Yukine had a blue hoodie, loose grey jeans, and a teal knit cap, Yang was wearing a gray jacket over a short orange tank top a little too small to fully cover her torso and a pair of gray-brown cargo pants. (DGAS Yang with both arms.)
"Client needs help with bullies. Guy sounded young, so probably just a kid. Either way, not gonna turn down money."
"Yato, is money all you ever think about?" Asked Hiyori.
"What? No, I have to think about how to get money too. Just take a look at this, I bought it at the market- OWOWOW! Yukine let go of my ears!" Yato called out in pain.
"Are you kidding me!? You spent our money on some bullshit gimmick to help you get rich quick!? You idiot!" Exclaimed Yang.
The rest of the day was filled with Yato getting his ass kicked by a pair of pissed off Regalia.
A few things I didn't cover the first chapter.
1. I went with 'Kamaki' as Ruby's weapon name because (if GT can be trusted) Kama means sickle or in this case, a scythe. Just added the standard ki suffix that you find on every weapon's name. I.e, Sekki, Chouki, Touki.
2. I would like it if somebody drew a photo for this fic, preferably with Ruby in her new uniform.